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What’s your Super Bowl fantasy?

Well, I’ve had three people send asks about this since I answered my last ask. And I don’t think I’ve ever talked about this publicly, so here it goes:

I’ve always had this fantasy of being that housewife who throws all of the parties and loves to entertain friends and family… My Super Bowl fantasy involves me throwing a huge Super Bowl party at our house for my husband and all of his guy friends. I cook a bunch of food, buy a bunch of alcohol, and set everything up really nicely. I wear nothing but a football jersey and spend the night serving my husband and all of his friends. Making sure there is always food on their plates and they always have a drink in their hand. Making sure to bend over every time I set something down to give them a view of my bare pussy underneath my jersey. I would even lick and suck on the neck of my beer bottle just to get their attention for a few seconds… Eventually I’d get tired of just serving everyone and go over and straddle my husband. My jersey would rise up over my hips and I would start to grind against him and kiss his neck. Begging him to fuck me right then and there. In front of everyone. He would tell me no and tell me to behave. So I’d then sink down onto my knees in front of him, pull out his hard cock, and start to give him head while his eyes are still locked on the TV. Then, to make sure I had his attention and everyone else’s, I would start fucking myself with the same beer bottle while still sucking his cock. I would moan and just put on a show for everyone… Eventually, my man would get tired of me and just start roughly fucking me in front of all of his friends while they all stand in front of me and I suck their cocks. Then, I would just get passed around and get to suck and fuck everyone… After everyone goes home, I’d cuddle into my man’s chest and tell him thank you. I’d tell him how much fun I had and how much I love him.

Slant.... thats a funny word. Is it true their pussies run east-west instead of north - south?

The Morning After - A Cuckold Short Story

A sliver of sunlight streaming through the small opening in the hotel curtains wakes you. Your wife stirs in the bed.

She stretches and releases a sound that can only be described as a joyful purr. “Last night was incredible,” she says.

A low groan of agreement follows. Soft lips meet flesh as the sound of her kisses floats into the air.

“I’ve never been fucked like that before,” your wife says. “Is he ready to go again?”

She’s right. Last night was incredible. Your cock stirs to life at the idea that she wants to go again. Your wife is insatiable and it delights you to no end.

“Ooh, he’s getting hard for me,” she says delightedly.

For a moment, jealousy is all you feel. It’s not your cock that she’s excited about. There’s another man in the king size bed and he’s the one that was incredible last night. He’s the one that fucked your wife to a seemingly endless stream of body-shaking orgasms. He’s the one that’s going to fuck her this morning, too.

You know the jealousy will pass. It always does. Lust always wins out. The intense arousal you feel when another man is fucking your wife – and fucking her exceptionally well – is what you crave more than anything.

That’s why you roll over and look. You’re a foot away from your wife and yet all her attention is focused on another man. She has his thick cock in her hand and his tongue in her mouth. He is getting hard for her, just like she said, and it won’t be long before he’s inside her.

You’re getting hard too. You can’t help it. You don’t even have to touch your cuckold cock for it to get stiff when your wife is fooling around with another man.

She moves down his body, kissing him softly along the way. You know where she’s going and what she’s going to do when she gets there. You know your wife loves having him in her mouth. You know she loves showing off her cocksucking skills.

As you watch her lips wrap around his thick cock you can’t help but imagine how good her mouth felt on your dick when she used to give you blowjobs. It doesn’t happen anymore; now that she’s got his cock there’s no need to suck yours. You can still remember it though. You can remember that intense burst of wetness and warmth and the feel of her tongue running along the underside of your cock head.

Now he gets to experience that pleasure while you watch and stroke. You can’t help it. Watching your wife suck someone else’s cock is intensely thrilling.

Then she looks at you. She holds your gaze as another man fills her mouth with his thick dick. It’s intoxicating.

“Do you like watching me suck his cock?” your wife asks.

“Yes,” you say. You want to say so much more. You want to tell her how it fills you with intense pleasure and jealousy, how you love watching his cock disappear into her mouth, how you love that she’s gotten better at giving head since he came into your lives, but you don’t. This isn’t a time for conversation. You know that. You know she just likes to tease you a little while she’s playing with him.

Your loins tingle with intense pleasure as your wife straddles him. She rubs his cock along the smooth pussy you shaved the night before. You watch as she opens for his thickness. She groans as he slowly fills her pussy. Her eyes are closed and her head is tilted towards the ceiling. She is experiencing a moment of pure bliss. It’s the same thing every time. When she first feels his cock buried deep inside her she likes to savor it.

“That feels so fucking good,” she says.

His hands move over her hips and up her torso. He plays with her breasts as your wife begins to ride him. You can’t pull your gaze from between her legs. The sight of her pussy bouncing up and down on his enormously thick cock is too beautiful to resist. It’s perfect in every way. Your small cock is in your hand and his big cock is in her pussy, where yours should be. Not anymore, though. Now you’re a cuckold. You’ve literally been replaced.

“I’m going to cum!” your wife cries out.

Less than a minute with his cock inside her and she’s already cumming. Size matters, cuckold.

After her orgasm, your wife climbs off his cock and gets on her hands and knees. She wants to be taken from behind while you watch. Even better, she’s close enough that you can kiss her. She loves being close to you as his cock fills and stretches her pussy from behind. She loves to tease you.

“Did you like watching him make me cum?” your wife asks as he slips inside her from behind.

“Yes,” you answer.

“You don’t make me cum like that,” she says. She knows it’s what you want to hear. She’s learned that you love to be reminded of your sexual inferiority. “Your dick is too small to make me cum like that.”

The humiliation is so beautiful. It’s an act of love. She knows it turns you on. She had the orgasm she craved and now she wants to give you the one you crave.

“Say it,” she demands. “Say your dick is too small to make me cum.”

“My dick is too small to make my wife cum,” you say.

She presses her lips against yours and her tongue darts into your mouth. She moans as his big cock fucks her hard and fast from behind. You feel her pleasure. It fills your body.

He groans. He’s getting close. She grabs your balls and squeezes them.

“Cum, cuckold,” your wife orders. “Cum as another man fills me with his seed.”

He groans louder. He’s seconds away from emptying his balls into your wife’s pussy.

“Cum like a cuckold should. Cum as a better man fucks your wife,” she says.

That’s it. You can’t hold back. You cum. You orgasm as he buries his cock into your wife’s pussy and cums inside her. You cum like a cuckold should.

“Good boy,” she whispers. “Good boy.”