Introduction
Ciara and I have now been married for almost ten years. We have been through a lot together, but our relationship is stronger than ever, if perhaps a little unconventional. Ciara and I are more open-minded about our relationship than most people, particularly when it comes to our sex life.
This open-mindedness began shortly before we got married, in fact, the first encounter happened during Ciara’s bachelorette party. There are many stories that I would like to tell, and I hope to get around to writing many of them. However, I thought it best to start when it all began.
It was on our tenth wedding anniversary Ciara, and I decided to begin to chronicle our extra-marital encounters for others to enjoy and perhaps be inspired by. We would like to make it clear that this life is not for everyone, there were many twists and turns the brought us to where we are today as Hotwife and Stag.
This story is written from my point of view, and we believe we will continue this trend throughout any series of stories that may follow. If you would like to hear a retelling from Ciara’s point of view, however, please feel free to comment below, we welcome all feedback and look forward to reading it.
I would also like to mention that some names and locations have been changed in order to protect our and other’s identities. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy.
James and Ciara.
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The Beginning
Ciara and I met four years earlier when we were both in our final year of university. We had met through a friend of a friend on a night out in town, and we hit it off right away. At the start of the night, we had been strangers to each other, and by the end, we were back at my place in bed together.
My friends had tried to warn me that she was a big party girl, and I wasn’t the first guy she had gone home with on a one-night stand. In fact, she had a reputation for being a bit of a slut. I didn’t listen to their advice, there was just something that told me that this was different.
After our night together, I awoke a little hungover and was expecting the usual awkward encounter after a one-night stand. To my surprise, Ciara was already awake. She was sitting up at the end of the bed still naked.
“Good morning,” she said turning to smile at me.
I muttered a groggy reply as I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.
“Do you mind if I grab a shower?” Ciara asked.
“Of course not,” I said and offered to get her a towel.
I stood up and walked over to my dresser where I stored my towels. I tossed one to Ciara who then stood up and walked into my en-suite bathroom. As she walked, I admired her firm, sexy body. She looked even better than I remembered from the night before. Another unusual thing from a one-night stand.
I heard the water switch on as I opened another drawer and reached for a pair of boxers. I picked up my phone and looked through a few photos and messages from the night before, while I waited on Ciara finishing in the shower. There were several photos of Ciara and I, dancing and even kissing.
After about fifteen minutes, I heard the water switch off, and a moment later Ciara came out of the en-suite. She had the towel wrapped tightly around her and her long hair was wet and hanging down over her shoulder. I was really struggling not to stare, and I was astonished at how beautiful she was.
Her face seemed even more pretty without makeup. Her skin was flawless, her teeth white and straight. But it was her eyes that had me transfixed. They were the brightest blue I had ever seen. She smiled awkwardly as she noticed me staring. I looked away feeling my face burning.
“How’s the hangover?” Ciara asked.
“It’s not too bad, how about you?”
“I feel great actually, no hangover at all. I guess you must have worked some magic on me,” she said with a wink.
I smiled back at her feeling my face turn redder.
We chatted casually about the night before as Ciara dried herself. She asked if she could borrow a t-shirt to wear. I agreed and pulled out an oversized tee-shirt I knew would cover her. As she removed the towel, I got a last glimpse of her incredible body.
My t-shirt was so large on her she was able to wear it as a short dress. She used the belt she had worn around her dress last night to hold the tee-shirt dress in place. She was so beautiful she even made my old baggy tee-shirt look very fashionable when paired with her high-heel shoes.
I noted that she had not put any underwear back on. The hem of the tee-shirt was only halfway down her thigh so if it was to ride up at all there was a serious risk of her ass being on show.
“Would you like to get some breakfast?” she asked.
“Yea, I’d love to,” I said pulling my eyes back up to her pretty face.
She threw her dress and underwear from the night before onto a pile on my bed and gave herself one last check in the mirror. We left the house and walked the short way to a place where we could get a nice breakfast. After breakfast we went for a long walk through the town, looking into a few shops here and there.
We ended up spending the whole day together, when we got back to my place, I asked her if she would like to get some dinner with me tonight. She said she would love to, but she would need to go home and get changed first. I dropped her off at her place and went home to get a shower and get dressed. I picked up her a few hours later and we went out on our first date.
The date went great, and we ended up spending that night together too. I had always been skeptical of the whole love thing, but I found myself very quickly falling head over heels for this woman. She was the whole package, beautiful, intelligent, kind, and warm.
Ever since that first day together we have been inseparable. We moved in together after just a few months and have been happy ever since. Ciara has largely put her wild days behind her. She was still friends with the same group of girls. Some of which were also in committed relationships and others who were still just as wild.
As we fell more and more in love we talked about our future, marriage, children, careers and everything else. We were both planners and liked to plan our every decision we made. We had agreed we would get married then try for kids. So far, our plans had largely come together as expected.
We had gotten engaged about a year ago and being our usual selves, we had begun to plan every aspect of that too. We had selected a beautiful location for the ceremonies and reception. The dresses and suits had been ordered, the guests invited, and the flowers arranged. There were hundreds of other things that I have not mentioned but we were just about finished with it all.
We were now only about three weeks out from our wedding day. Our friend groups had planned us bachelorette and bachelor parties. I had had mine last weekend and it had passed off traditionally enough. I and a group of friends went out to a bar together. They hired a stripper and she had performed lap dances for everyone. We had all drank too much and the hangover had been brutal.
I had confessed everything to Ciara, and she had taken it well. I knew she trusted me, and I trusted her. I found out that my friends had asked her would it be ok for them to get a stripper. She had told them it was ok so long as I only looked and didn’t touch.
I knew Ciara’s friends had been planning a surprise bachelorette party for her too. Ciara’s best friend and maid of honour Gemma had asked me a couple of weeks ago about playing along with the surprise.
On the morning of the surprise party, Ciara and I awoke early to a bright morning. We dressed and had breakfast together. After breakfast, we both left for work. I went about my day as usual; it was a quiet day in the office, and I was able to leave early. I text Gemma to see if there was anything I could do to help, but she told me everything was done and just to make sure I had Ciara ready at eight o’clock.
I texted Ciara to see how her day was going. she replied to tell me she was leaving work early and was going out shopping. I told her to pick up a nice dress for herself and we would go out for dinner later. This was all part of the plan, I was going to get Ciara to dress up thinking she was going out with me then all of her friends would surprise her.
I arrived home and decided to watch a little TV. I switched on a football match and pulled out my laptop. As I regularly did when I had the house to myself, I opened a browser tab and navigated to my favourite porn site. I scrolled through the suggested videos.
There was a lot of cuckold, Hotwife, and big black cock porn in my suggested section. This was because these were my favourite sort of porn movies to watch. I had a huge kink for the thought of another man fucking my girlfriend.
I had fantasised many times about Ciara getting fucked in front of me, however, I had never had the confidence to confess this desire to Ciara. I had always had this fetish, ever since I had walked in on my first girlfriend cheating on me with my best friend.
Discovering my first girlfriend bent over on her hands and knees getting fucked from behind by my friend’s big cock had a profound effect on me. I had been shocked at first, my first instinct had been to rush in and drag him off her. Kick the shit out of him and throw her out. Instead, I had just stood in the doorway watching silently.
I quickly found my cock growing rock hard. He fucked her hard, spanking her ass, pulling her hair, and making her call his name telling him she was his. She was having almost continuous orgasms and he was fucking with a stamina I could hardly believe. I watched all the way until he announced he was about to cum, and she begged him to cum inside her.
He grunted as he flooded her womb with his cum, she also came for a final time. She was just coming down from her orgasmic bliss when he spotted me. She screamed and he backed away, she rushed into the bathroom without saying a word to either of us. He apologised and quickly got dressed. He left before he had even put on his shoes apologising again.
I waited by the bed for her to come out of the bathroom, I inspected the mix of their juices that were all over the bed. When she finally came out of the bathroom she was in tears. She confessed everything to me, she had been cheating on me almost since we met and wanted to break up, so she didn’t have to feel guilty about it anymore.
We had broken up that night, and she packed her stuff and left to stay with my friend, the one I had just caught her fucking. I was devastated at first. I had lost my girlfriend and best friend in the same night. I brooded about it for weeks and fell into a porn fuelled depression. I found that after that night the only thing I got off to was cuckold porn.
There was something so erotic about my new connection with it. Despite the fact that I had lost my girlfriend as a result of her cheating, watching her getting fucked was simply the hottest thing I had ever experienced. Finally, after my few weeks of depression, I managed to pull myself out of my slump and get back to normal life. I started university and met a whole new group of friends.
I put my ex-girlfriend behind me, but the love of cuckold porn remained. The mix of heartbreak and lust I had felt watching another man’s cock slide in and out of her was like a drug. I had lusted after that feeling for years, but unfortunately, I had only found satisfaction in fantasy and pornography.
When I had met Ciara, I had considered confessing my desire to her as she was very open-minded when it came to sex, and loved to try new things. I was so afraid of her being creeped out by my kink and I couldn’t bring myself to risk losing her. So, my secret desires had remained just that, secret.
Through Ciara and my relationship, I had taken any opportunity to satisfy my fetish through porn that I could. Today was no different. I spent over an hour watching several different movies. Slowly getting hornier and hornier. When I heard keys in the front door my heart gave a leap.
I had totally lost track of time and Ciara was home. I slammed the lid of my laptop closed and tried to hide the bulge in my trousers. I stood up and turned around just as Ciara walked into the room. She was smiling and looked to be in a great mood. She had a bunch of bags in one hand and her handbag and keys in the other.
I offered to help her. She handed me some of the bags. I took them and as I did, I could have sworn her eyes had traced over the bulge in my trousers and then flicked to the laptop. She didn’t say anything, however. I followed her into our bedroom carrying the bags and set them on the bed. I then excused myself to use the bathroom. I didn’t really have to go but I wanted to buy some time to allow my erection to go down.
After a few minutes, my cock had completely deflated. I walked back out and caught Ciara in the middle of stripping off before she got into the shower. I smiled and made my way over to her. I threw my arms around her and hoped I might be able to get a little something while she was already naked.
Ciara kissed me and pulled me close to her naked body. I started to run my hands all over her, I started to lower my head to plant little kisses all over her body.
“No, baby, I’m all sweaty,” she said laughing.
“Hmmmmm,” I hummed as I tasted her sweat.
Ciara laughed again but pushed my head away. Later baby I promise. A little disappointed I stood back up straight and gave her a kiss on the lips.
Ciara got into the shower, and I walked back downstairs my cock now hard again. I waited for what felt like hours on her getting ready, I was just starting to get a little nervous that she was taking so long. It was getting close to eight o’clock and when Ciara’s friends would be surprised collecting her.
Finally, I heard heals coming up the hall. I knew she would look incredible in whatever she had chosen to wear, and I was not disappointed. As she came into the living room where I was sitting waiting on her, my jaw dropped. The red strappy dress clung to every inch of her twenty-nine-year-old body. Her cleavage was bursting out of the neckline and the hem fell only a few inches down her thighs past her ass.
She smiled as she saw me admiring her. She gave a little spin on the spot, and I tried to take in as much of her as I could. I traced my eyes down her long athletic legs. Her sexy little feet were clad in matching red stiletto heels, her toes painted the same colour as the dress.
“You look beautiful,” I said smiling at her.
“Thank you,” she said smiling back.
“Do you want a drink before we go?” I asked
Ciara nodded her head. I walked into the kitchen and poured each of us a drink. I took this time to text Gemma who was waiting with about twenty of Ciara’s friends in a limo just around the corner.
I text Gemma to tell her that Ciara was ready and to come pick her up now. I finished pouring the drinks and walked back out into the living room. Ciara was sitting checking her makeup one last time in the camera of her phone.
I handed her the drink and proposed a toast.
“To you having a great night.”
“You mean to us having a great night,” Ciara replied smiling
Just then there was a beeping noise from outside and someone calling Ciara’s name.
She looked confused as she stood up and moved to the window to look down to see who had called her. As she spotted her friends, I saw her face split into a wide smile.
“You bastard, you set me up,” Ciara said turning to smile at me.
“Whoops,” I said, my face also splitting into a wide smile.
Ciara ran over to me, threw her arms around me, and gave me a kiss.
“Have a great night,” I said smiling at her.
“I will baby, I love you,”
Ciara gave me one last kiss and rushed to grab the last of her stuff. I walked her out to the road where the limo was waiting. Her friends were hanging out of the sunroof and open door. I waved at them and a few of them waved back.
Gemma got out and threw her arms around Ciara. She had a banner in her hand which she gave to Ciara. Ciara pulled it over her, and I was able to read, ‘bride to be’ on it.
“C’mon let go,” someone shouted from inside the limo.
I waved goodbye as Gemma took Ciara by the hand and pulled her into the limo. The door closed behind them and it moved off. I made my way back into the house and threw myself down in front of the TV. I pulled out my phone and called to order a pizza.
I spent a few hours relaxing watching a movie. I got the occasional photo sent from Ciara of her doing a shot or dancing with one of her friends. All the girls seemed to be having a great night and I was glad Ciara was getting a chance to let loose a little, as all the wedding planning had really stressed her out. I found myself getting tired and soon drifted off.
I awoke later, looking at my phone I saw that it had just gone midnight. I stood up stretched and walked to the bathroom to piss. Just as I was leaving the bathroom, I felt my phone ringing in my pocket. I pulled it out and saw that it was Gemma calling me on a video call.
I answered and after a moment of connecting, I saw Gemma and Ciara smiling at me. They were clearly in the bathroom of the bar and they both looked very drunk.
“Hi, baby!” Ciara shouted down the phone.
“Hi girls,” I replied smiling.
“Baby, you’re never going to guess what the girls got me,” Ciara said still shouting a little.
“I have no idea, what did they get you?” I asked.
“They hired a whole bunch of male strippers,” she said laughing.
My heart gave a jolt of nervous energy, the idea of Ciara being danced around by some burly male strippers and possibly being turned on was a little exciting to me and played right into a few fantasies of mine.
“That’s cool, baby, are you having a good night?” I asked trying to sound casual.
“Yea baby, I’m having the best night. Gemma says these are some very special strippers. But she won’t tell me what she means,” Ciara said with a wide smile.
“I’m sure if Gemma has booked it, they will be very special,” I said feeling my cock twitch.
I heard Gemma laughing in the background. My head was filled with images of Ciara watching the male strippers.
“Ok, baby I gotta go, I love you,” Ciara said blowing a kiss down the phone.
“I love you too, be good,” I replied smiling.
“I’ll try,” Ciara said winking down the phone.
The screen went blank, and I knew she had hung up. I put my phone back into my pocket and, I turned off the lights in the living room. I made my way to bed and got undressed. I got into the bed, and I was laying watching a couple of YouTube videos when my phone began to ring again, again it was Gemma. I turned on the bedside lamp and answered.
This time the camera was turned towards the stage where there were some flashing lights. There was some cheesy music playing and I could hear women whooping and cheering. I thought for a moment Gemma had called me by mistake and was just about to hang up with, someone walked out onto the stage.
He was dressed as a cowboy, right away he began to strip off his clothes. The camera turned to focus on Ciara, and I could see her smiling looking up at him. I was completely transfixed, why had Gemma called me? What did she want me to see?
He ripped off his tee-shirt and his trousers quickly followed. My eye was drawn to his crotch, his bulge was enormous. I was convinced he had packed something into his leather banana hammock. There was no way that was a real bulge.
All the girls were clapping and cheering along with the cheesy music. The dancer began to move between each of them thrusting his swinging package in their faces. I watched as he took one of Cara’s friends by the wrists and placed her hands on his chest.
I was a little shocked as she began to explore his body with her hands. The stripper at my bachelor party certainly wouldn’t allow any of us to touch her like that. The stripper moved on to the next girl who also began to run her hands all over him.
This continued as he made his way around the room finally ending up dancing Infront of the girl sitting to the right of Ciara. This time as she traced her hands over his body, she hooked her fingers into the sides of his underwear and pulled downwards. My eyes bulged wide and my heart gave a leap as his huge hard cock erupted out of its sling.
He stepped back and kicked off his underwear completely before moving one space to the left to stand right in front of Ciara. I could feel my heart beat a little faster as I watched. She reached up and traced her fingers across his sculpted chest. I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen. I continued to watch as Ciara lowered her hand and lightly traced her fingers over his thick, long, veiny shaft.
My heart gave a hard thump, but before it could go any further, he moved away from her and onto the next woman. The woman was Ciara’s friend Clare. Clare was one of Ciara’s hotter friends and she had a bit of a reputation for being a player. She was a little older than Ciara and me, she loved being single and made the most of it.
I watched as the stripper put one leg up on the seat and thrust his cock right in her face. He took hold of it and shook it only an inch from her mouth, he then gave her a few slaps on the lips with the bulbous head. She smiled up at him and took full grasp of his cock, she began to stroke his cock fast and all the girls cheered louder.
I began to wonder what sort of stripper this was. This wasn’t normal, was it? I had never seen a stripper that allowed people to touch them like that before. To my greater shock, she didn’t stop there. His cock was getting harder in her hand. She was still stroking him back and forward. Gemma moved around to the other side of Clare, and I saw that he now had a can of whipped cream in his hand.
I saw him aim the nozzle at the tip of his cock, he squirted a large amount of whipped cream onto his huge penis. Clare paused for a moment, then did something that made my jaw drop. She opened her mouth and took the head off his cock inside.
“What the fuck,” I said out loud. Clare began to lick and suck the cream off the head of his cock. She kept sucking the cock until it was completely cleaned of cream. When his cock was clean, he moved on to the next woman along.
She was shyer than Clare had been, she shook her head to refuse, and he moved on again. This time it was Ciara’s friend Megan’s turn. She didn’t hesitate at all and began to suck the hard cock even before he had put cream on it.
I couldn’t believe what I was watching, what the fuck sort of bachelorette party was this? It was like something out of a porn movie. I knew some of Ciara’s friends were a little wild, but I had never imagined anything like this.
The dancer made his way around several other women, some sucked his cock and others did not. I could feel my chest tightening as I knew he was getting closer and closer to Ciara. I knew what I wanted to see, but I had no idea how I would handle it if I did.
I felt as tho I was waiting on the inevitable, something inside of me knew what was coming. Sure enough, when I saw her smiling face come into frame, I knew what I was about to watch. The dancer sprayed more cream onto his cock and moved it right beside her face.
Ciara paused for a moment looking nervous, for a split second she looked into the camera. I wondered what way the screen was facing, could she see me watching? She then looked back at the large cock in front of her and parted her lips. I watched as my fiancé wrapped her lips around another man’s cock.
I felt dizzy as I watched her suck his cock long after the time it took her to clean the cream off. For the second time in my life, I had mixed feelings of extreme jealousy and lust that only infidelity could cause. When she finally released him from her mouth there was spit coating her boobs. She smiled into the camera again and I felt a tightness in my cock that confirmed that my fantasy was as strong as ever.
The stripper moved on to the next woman along; I did not recognise her she must have been one of Ciara’s friends from work. She did not take him into her mouth right away like the other had, she instead allowed him to reach into her dress and pull out her large boobs.
She had very nice tits which she wrapped around his hard pole. She stroked him with them for a minute before going to her knees in front of him. She took him into her mouth and began to suck with such enthusiasm I instinctively knew what was coming.
Before long he pulled his cock out of her mouth and began to stroke it with his hand. She waited below his cock for what would come. A moment later he began to spray cum all over her face and into her open mouth. The cheering in the room got louder and louder. He squeezed every drop over her face, she then took him back into her mouth to drain anything that remained. There was a lot of clapping, and I thought that the show must be over.
But I was wrong, as soon as this dancer had left through the stage curtain, another walked out. This one was dressed in a boxer’s attire. He made a beeline straight for Ciara. I felt a tightening in my chest, the mixed dread and excitement of what I was about to see.
Before he had even reached her, he had completely stripped off all his clothes. He got up onto the chair in front of her and began to swing his cock back and forth, coming within an inch of her face each time. I felt another wave of cold rush through me as I saw her stick out her tongue and traced it up the length of his cock. She licked up and down getting it wet with her saliva. She had him rock hard in no time.
She then opened her mouth wider and allowed him to slip as much of his cock into her as he could. I saw her gag on his long pole. As he pulled back out there were ropes of spit dangling from his cock. The ropes of spit dangled down and onto her boobs. Ciara looked down and smiled at the spit-covered boobs. She reached up and pulled her dress completely down in the front exposing her hard nipples.
Ciara’s boobs were incredible, I loved to play with them and her hard nipples. I looked on in a trance as he reached down and began to pinch her hard nipples. She let out a moan of pleasure and I knew how turned on she must be.
I had never in all my life expected that Ciara would do this. She was unknowingly making all my fantasies come true. I couldn’t believe I was watching the woman that I was marrying in just a few weeks with another man’s cock in her mouth.
Just then, Ciara went to her knees in front of the stripper and wrapped her large boobs around his huge cock. The stranger began to titty fuck my fiancé for about a minute before moving on to the next woman again.
I was struggling to process what I had just watched, it didn’t feel real, I felt as tho I was in a dream. There was no way I had just watched my future wife sucking and gagging on a huge cock, had I?
The show was far from over, the stripper made his way around the room. There were still a few of the women that refused to interact with him, but most did. I started to question if this was a part of bachelorette parties that I just wasn’t aware of. Was this normal?
This time it was Hannah’s turn to get covered in cum. She had pulled out her boobs before she began to suck him and when he finally came, he covered her chest. I was shocked to see another woman moving across and lapping the copious amounts of cum from her friend’s tits.
I was more turned on than I could ever remember being, this was even hotter than that first time I had walked in on my girlfriend cheating on me. The reason for that was, Ciara knew I was watching, and she was also about to be my wife. My heart was beating so fast, and my mouth was dry.
I was completely unable to take my eyes off the screen. I was dying to see more, I was deranged. I wanted to see my fiancé with another big cock in her mouth. Sure enough, like last time as soon as the last stripper left through the curtain another came out. This one was even bigger, stronger looking, and had a visibly bigger package than the previous two.
He got straight down to business. He seemed to be very athletic as he jumped up onto the back of the seating above a few of Ciara’s friends. He then pulled out his huge black cock and allowed it to dangle down onto one of the girl’s faces. She opened her mouth, and he began to dip his cock in and out as she sucked on it.
As he squatted over the woman’s face, she leant her head back and began to run her tongue all over his asshole. He rested his ass on her face for a moment and looked as if he was enjoying her tonguing. All the time this was happening he was making eye contact with Ciara. I felt my heart picking up speed again as I saw her smiling at him and reaching up to squeeze at her own boobs.
He then jumped off the back of the seat and danced his way over towards Ciara. Right away she reached out and wrapped her hand around his huge hard cock. He put his hand on the back of her head and guided her forward. I saw her lip’s part and glide over his bulbous head. She began to suck fast, there was lots of spit dangling from her chin after just a few moments.
I reached down and slowly began to stroke my own cock as I watched Ciara sucking him. This was only the beginning, however. I saw in the background a second dancer making his way towards Ciara. He had another huge black cock in his hands and was already rock hard.
When he reached her, he pulled at the back of her dress and began to undo the straps. He then pulled her to her feet and stripped the dress of her completely. I was a little surprised to see Ciara wasn’t wearing any panties. I could clearly see her little dark bush about her pussy which was clearly very wet.
The two men picked Ciara up one lifted her shoulders and the other lifted her legs. They held her up high in the air and the guy holding her legs put one on each of his shoulders. He slipped forward so his face was in-between her thighs. Ciara reached forward and put her hand on the back of his head.
I knew what was going to happen a moment before it did, with a cheer from the crowd he dived into her pussy. His tongue flicked back and forth over her clit, and I could see she was enjoying the feeling. As I watched I made a mental note to thank Gemma for her excellent camera skills and capturing every inch of what was happening.
The man supporting her upper body was leaning over her head, face to face with her, I began to feel dizzy again as I watched their lips part, and their tongues meet in mid-air. They began to kiss passionately, not like lovers but like two people that were filled with nothing but lust.
I started to stroke a little faster as I watched my fiancé having her pussy eaten by one man while kissing another. The man kissing her slowly lowered her upper body, so she was now upside down supported only by the man who was going down on her.
The way she was hanging in the air perfectly lined her mouth up with the second man’s cock. He slapped her face with it a few times before she opened her mouth and allowed him inside. He started slowly at first to move his hips back and forth, she kept her head still and her lips tightly wrapped around his pole. He was picking up the pace and was soon violently face fucking her.
The image was the kinkiest I had ever seen. I was stroking fast now but just as I was getting close to coming the two men lifted her again returning her to her seat. They moved away to interact with the other women, but the camera stayed with my still completely naked fiancé.
She looked up into the camera, her eyes were watering from the strain of sucking such a big cock. She was covered in her own spit but still looked beautiful. She blew a kiss into the camera and winked, I thought she had mouthed the words, ‘love you’ but I couldn’t be sure.
I stopped stroking my cock worried that I would cum before I had the opportunity to watch Ciara in action again. I didn’t have to wait long, however. A moment later there was another man at her side. He was dressed only in a very small G-string. His cock was large too even through the material.
He did not remove his cock from its lacy sling, instead, he reached out a hand to Ciara and pulled her to her feet. He took her by the hand and lead her out of the main bar and into what looked like a private office area. My heart was beating so fast, I had no idea what was happening, but I knew I couldn’t wait to see it.
He lifted her and set her on a desk. She lay back and spread her legs wide, he then went to his knees in front of her and began to eat her pussy like a starving man. I started to stroke my cock again as he quickly brought her to a strong orgasm with his tongue.
I saw her coating his face in her juices, I longed to taste her sweet nectar. When she had stopped cumming he flipped her over, so she was bent over the desk at the waist. He leant over her; I watched as his huge hard cock pressed against her beautiful ass cheeks. He took two fingers and pressed them to her lips. She opened and began to suck on them.
When his fingers were coated with her spit, he pulled them from her mouth and went to his knees behind her. He flicked his fingers against her pussy lips a few times then slowly began to press them into her. I watched her pussy lip’s part, and his fingers slip inside. I could see tendons moving in his wrist and I knew he was curling his fingers inside of her.
He then lent forward and dove his face between her two white globes. I couldn’t see but I guessed that he was flicking her asshole with his tongue. Her moans were getting louder and louder. She was on the verge of another powerful orgasm, but before she could climax, he stood up and removed his fingers from her pussy.
Ciara lay still breathing very heavily. I watched as he put his fingers into the sides of the G-string and slipped it down off his hips. He then stepped out of frame for a moment, when he returned, I noticed that he had a condom in his hand. What is he about to…?
I stopped stroking, and just watched as he slipped the condom over his cock. He then stuck his fingers back into Ciara’s pussy and used her juices to wet the already lubricated condom. He moved forward, lining the head of his cock up with her wet opening.
I felt as tho I was about to pass out, reality had just caught up with me and I felt as tho everything was moving faster now. I could see Ciara raising her hips, her body was begging for his cock. I held my breath as slowly he leaned forward, her tight lips resisted his thick head for a moment then with a little more force they parted, and the first two inches of his cock slipped inside my fiancé.
I could hear my heart beating in my ears as he slowly worked his way deeper and deeper. This was my ultimate fantasy coming true. I was finally watching my beautiful, loving Ciara being fucked by another man.
She had made me a cuckold and I loved every moment of it. He was very slowly gliding in and out of her working his cock a little deeper every time. Ciara’s sticky juices were clinging to his cock, and she was pushing back against him wanting even more of his thick weapon.
I was sure this was a dream, and I would wake up any moment. He was picking up his speed now. In the quiet office, I could hear every slap and moan from both as they fucked.
“Oh, god yes, fuck that feels good. Fuck me!” she was screaming.
In response, he gave her several hard spanks on each of her ass cheeks. She moaned louder and screamed fuck again. They fucked like this for another few minutes. Her moans and vulgar dirty talk interlaced with even more hard spanks.
When her lover pulled his cock out of her with a loud slurping sound. Ciara then stood up and turned towards him. She went to her knees and began to slurp her own juices off his cock. He then reached down and picked her up off the ground, he carried her over to the small sofa in the corner of the room and lay her on her back.
He moved between her legs putting each of them over one of his shoulders. He lined his cock up again and pressed deep inside her in one thrust. The moan Ciara let out was almost primal. He was fucking her even harder now. He had one hand on each of her tits and was pulling hard on her nipples.
Ciara’s screamed out in pleasure and grabbed a fist full of his hair, she pulled him down and kissed him passionately. Ciara loved to kiss while making love, it always got her the most aroused. I could see the tongues dancing against each other’s. It was like watching the ultimate porn movie, but the star was my fiancé.
This was the best position to make Ciara cum. Within a minute she was having a powerful orgasm on his cock. He gave her two more orgasms in this position before they switched again.
This time he sat down on the sofa and Ciara straddled his lap. She lowered herself onto his cock and I saw every inch of it disappear inside of her. She began to bounce hard up and down. I could see her muscles flexing and she worked hard up and down on every inch of his cock.
After she had cum in this position also, they change once more. She flipped over and back into doggy; he was thrusting fast now holding on to her hips. The sound of flesh slapping together was only drowned out by the sound of Ciara’s continuous orgasm.
I could see by the facial expressions he was making he was getting close. Sure enough, about a minute later, he announced he was going to cum. He pulled out and whipped off the condom. Ciara begged him to wait, and she flipped around lining her face up with his cock. He stroked his cock a few more times and then finally blew his load all over Ciara’s face.
I couldn’t believe how much he had cum; his cock was like a fire hose spraying squirt after spurt of thick white cum over every inch of her face. As the last few squirts shot from his cock Ciara opened her mouth and took the last few shots on her outstretched tongue.
Ciara swallowed the cum and again wrapped her lips around his cock. She sucked any remaining cum from his balls then lay back on the sofa. As she began to play with the cum all over her face taking some of it and rubbing it over her nipples and her pussy. She wiped the cum out of her eyes as Gemma moved up beside her holding the camera close to Ciara’s face.
“I hope you enjoyed, baby, see you soon,” she said and waved.
The screen went black. My heart was beating very fast, and my cock was rock hard. I still couldn’t believe what I had just watched. I set my phone down my hands shaking. Ciara had just fucked a stripper at her bachelorette party. I had just watched the love of my life touch, suck and fuck a stripper. I was sure of just one thing, it had been the most erotic thing I had ever watched.
What was more, she knew I had been watching the whole time. Did she know I would like it? It had always been true where Ciara seemed to know me better than I knew myself, but how did she know I would like this.
I lay there for a long time in the dark thinking about what I had watched. I resisted the desire to touch my cock. Finally, I heard keys in our front door, the door opened then closed and I heard heals on the floor coming towards our bedroom. My heart began to race again, what was I going to say? What was she going to say?
The bedroom door opened, and I squinted my eyes in the light coming in from the door. She paused on the threshold of the room; my eyes slowly adjusted to the light. She looked a little unsteady on her feet. I threw the blanket off my legs and sat up on the bed.
We just looked at each other for a moment. Then she took a step towards me, she threw one leg over each side of mine and straddled my lap. We began to kiss at once, our tongues meeting in each-others mouths.
I could taste the alcohol on her lips. Images of her sucking those cocks ran through my mind and to my great surprise it didn’t put me off kissing her. The idea of her having her lips wrapped around a thick cock had become such a turn-on for me. I didn’t know if I was imagining it or was there a saltiness to her taste?
She pulled back from me and looked intensely into my eyes. I just held her close to me for a long moment without saying a word. It was her that finally broke the long silence.
“Baby, did you enjoy watching me?” she asked in a low voice.
I nodded my head, to show that I had.
“Did you watch all of it?”
Again, I nodded my head.
“How did it feel to watch me make love with another man?”
I could hardly breathe. I could feel my cock straining in my boxers pressed against her ass.
“Honey, it was the hottest thing I have ever seen. How did you know I would like it?”
Ciara smiled at me in a cheeky sort of way.
“Well, a few months back I was using your laptop and you had left a browser page open. It was cuckold porn. I looked through your search history and saw you watched a lot of it. I realised you must have a cuckold fetish. I was disgusted at first, I told Gemma about it, and she told me it was actually really common”
I didn’t say anything, I just swallowed and waited for her to continue.
“You know the way she is, she’s wild and she convinced me that if you have such a big fetish for it maybe it could be fun for the both of us. You know I used to be a bit wilder in the past and she reminded me how much fun it was. She had been encouraging me for months to start to play with you and have some fun for myself. She told me about a porn website where strippers fuck the girls at bachelorette parties and that we should arrange something like that.”
“What website was it?” I asked
“I can’t remember the name, but she said that she could convince a lot of the girls to come, and it would be fun for everyone. She said she was sure that you would love to watch. She arranged everything. It took her ages to convince me and even today I wasn’t going to go through with it, but…”
Ciara took a deep breath and continued.
“But when I got there and had a few drinks, and they were just waving their cocks around, I was so turned on; I would have done anything. I completely forgot you were watching until I saw Gemma with the camera.”
I just stared at her. I wasn’t sure if it was worse that she had not done it with me in mind, or did it make it even hotter that she was just following her desire.
“Ciara, I couldn’t believe how much it turned me on watching you. At first, I thought I was going to be sick, I felt as tho my heart had exploded but I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen.”
Ciara lent in and began to kiss me again. As she did, I reached behind her back and slid the strap of her dress down. She slipped the dress off her shoulders and I felt her press her breasts against my chest. Her nipples were so hard I could feel them digging into me.
“Baby, did you see how big he was? I didn’t think I would be able to take all of him, but he just kept pressing into me. He felt so good inside of me. I just wanted him to fuck me, I didn’t care who was watching I just wanted him.”
I was breathing heavily now and Ciara could tell how turned on I was. I felt her reaching between my legs to take hold of my cock. She pushed me and I lay backwards onto the bed. Ciara lifted herself off me and stood up so she could slip her dress down. She kicked it off and moved back onto the bed to straddle me again.
As she was now completely naked, I could see a crusty substance around her belly and little trimmed bush. I knew at once what it was. It was the dried cum guy she had fucked. I couldn’t take my eyes off it, and she had noticed.
She followed my eyes and traced her hand down her belly until she felt what I was looking at. She smiled down at me as she ran her fingers across the dried mess.
“Does it turn you on that another man came on your fiancé?” she asked.
I didn’t know what to say. I was grateful at the time that the guy had worn a condom when fucking her but now I was wondering what it would have been like to watch him fuck her bareback. Ciara reached out and took my hand, she pulled it close to her belly and my fingers lightly traced the slightly crusty skin.
I couldn’t believe I had just touched the dried cum of another man on my fiancé’s belly. I couldn’t take it any longer. I sat up on the bed and flipped Ciara around. I got on top of her missionary. Before I could push my cock into her, she put a hand on my chest.
“Be gentle, he was really big and I’m a little sore,” she said.
I did as she wished, and I slowly pushed my way into her warm and extremely wet opening. All I could think about was how I was the second cock to be inside her tonight. I felt as tho she had been taken by another man and this was my way of reclaiming her. I waited got her to begin to lift her hips towards me before I started to pick up my pace. She was moaning softly as I fucked her.
I knew I wasn’t going to be able to last long, I had spent too much time too turned on. I was breathing heavily as I slid in and out of her completely. I guess Ciara could tell I was getting close as she reached up putting a hand on the back of my neck. She pulled me in close and whispered into my ear.
“Baby, I want you to eat my fucked pussy.”
I stopped fucking her, my breath had caught in my throat. Ciara applied a little pressure to my head, and I allowed her to slowly push my head downwards. I planted small kisses along her body, on her neck, between her sweaty boobs. As I reached her belly, I could feel the dried cum with my lips.
I don’t know what made me do it, but I reached out with my tongue and traced it over the dried cum tasting the salty tang. I felt Ciara’s abs tighten as she felt me licking another man’s cum off her. After a few more kissed I continued down towards her pussy.
I could smell her sex, stronger than I could ever remember. I lapped my tongue between her inflamed swollen pussy lips and then as she pressed harder on my head, I stuck my tongue into her slightly gaping pussy. The taste of her juices was incredible. I lapped and sucked at her for a long while feeling her writhing beneath me.
A few times I even lowered my tongue and ran it over her puckered little asshole. There was a strong salty tang her too, I had no idea whether this was more dried cum or if it was just her sweat, probably a mix of both. When Ciara had enough of my oral admiration, she pulled me back up towards her.
I got back between her legs and easily slid my cock back into her. She was obviously getting tired and wanted to finish me as soon as she could. She was thrusting her hips up towards me and I couldn’t last much longer. Ciara pulled my head down and whispered into my ear.
“Next time I want him to cum inside of me.”
This was enough to push me over the edge, I felt my balls tighten and I erupted inside of her. The idea of another man cumming inside of Ciara was so strongly arousing to me I didn’t think I was ever going to stop.
Finally, my pulsing cock stopped, and I rolled of Ciara. We were both breathing heavily. We lay there in silence for a few minutes before Ciara stood up and walked into the bathroom. Just before the door closed, I looked at her ass. Her cheeks were still red from where he had spanked her.
I waited in silence for a few minutes catching my breath before she came back out. She got back into bed and rolled over and cuddled into me.
“Did you really enjoy watching me?” she asked.
I turned to look at her and said, “Yes, it was unbelievably erotic.”
“Would you like to do it again?”
I took a moment before answering.
“Yes, I would but next time I want to be there, I want to see it close up.”
“I want you there too, baby.”
“Did you really mean you want the next guy to cum inside of you?” I asked.
Ciara turned her head towards me and smiled, she kissed me one last time before turning around. I got into a spooning position, and we lay cuddling until we both fell asleep.
The End.
As I mentioned at the beginning of this story, Ciara and I have now had many, many more cuckold / Hotwife experiences. I would love to write about them all, but I don’t think I will ever get around to telling them all. We have been involved in threesomes, Ciara has been gang banged, and there has even been a pregnancy scare or two.
We look forward to telling as many of our stories as we can over the next number of years and would love to hear your feedback on this.
Thank you for reading and we hope you enjoyed it.
Love, James and Ciara.
