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This is just one of many stories I have as a submissive cuck.
I got a hotel room with two queen beds. My wife and I spent the afternoon getting ready for her date. What that entails is me shaving her, applying body lotion, helping her with her nails and makeup. I’m a crossdressing sissy, and have learned to do her makeup and mine.
Since he was taking her out for dinner and a club later, I didn’t go too slutty on her makeup. I did on mine. Her outfit was simple. A slinky black dress that was short and hugged her every curve. She wore no underwear, none needed. She added black stockings and heels to make her look sexy, but acceptable for a high end restaurant. I had to admire how gorgeous she looked and how lucky I was. She was out of my league from the moment I met her but being the wild slut she was, she wanted to settle down with someone serious. Oops, my bad, I am now her submissive sissy cuck husband that provides anything and everything she wants, including plenty of cocks to service.
Her date arrived at our hotel room door on time and I greeted him. He was prepared to see her sissy husband and all he could do when he saw me was laugh. He immediately went to my wife and embraced her. She clung to him and soon they were sharing and intimate kiss. As much as I loved watching her make out, I felt embarrassed and went to the bathroom to check my makeup and give them some privacy.
Soon, my wife called to me by my sissy name; Stephanie. I came out of the bathroom and saw he had his arm around her and a grin on his face as he looked at how pathetic I was in my sissy slut outfit and makeup. I was rock hard in my panties, but being small, he couldn’t tell. He told me they’d be going now, and that they’d be back whenever they felt it was time to be more intimate. I was told by him, that I was allowed to be present and observe, but to be silent and not interfere, unless asked to do something.
They left and I was alone. I did what I always did when alone and waiting for her on a date, I gooned to sissy porn, chatted with various men and generally acted the online slut that I love to be.
They returned about 1am and stumbled into the room, giggling and clinging to each other. Not a word was spoken to me, they just began making out. He lifted her dress over her head and she stood, naked in front of him. He began sucking on her small breasts, his teeth nipping at her erect nipples, her throwing her head back and moaning. His fingers found her wet slit and he stood there, sucking her tits, fingering her cunt. It was all I could do not to make a sound but I didn’t want to do anything to disturb them.
She went to sit on the bed and remove her heels and stockings but he simply barked “NO” and she stopped. She laid back and opened her legs, offering herself to this near stranger. He knelt on the floor and began devouring her pussy. She moaned and bucked under his tongue but he placed a firm hand on her belly to hold her still.
Soon, he looked over at me and chuckled as he climbed on top of her. His huge cock hung between his legs and I drooled with desire to have him in me. She reached and guided him into her. Despite his size, her slick cunt allowed him easy entrance. He began to pound her, mercilessly. Her moans and grunts drove me wild.
He paused, looked at me and told me to get them some drinks. We had a bottle of wine we were going to share alone, together as two slutty girls, but I guess I had to forego my pleasure for his in more than giving up my wife to him. I poured them some wine and asked if I could have some. My wife, without even looking at me said no. I complied and sat while they sipped their wine, kissed and whispered to each other.
She seemed reluctant to do whatever he wanted but soon she was on her hands and knees and he was perched at the entrance to her asshole. She loved anal but generally not on the first date and never with someone so big. I couldn’t help but speak up and ask if she was sure she was comfortable.
Before she could speak, he looked at me and growled at me to shut up and watch her be ripped open. He showed no mercy on her asshole and she was screaming in pleasure and pain for what seemed like an hour. With several last rams of his cock into her now gaping asshole, he pulled out and sprayed a coating of cum onto her back and ass.
He slapped her ass hard and told her to lay on her belly and told me to “clean this whore up”. I knew she loved being treated this way. She was a slut, a whore and she knew it and loved it. I was proud of her for taking his cock in her ass. He went to the bathroom and soon I heard the shower running. I gently licked and sucked his cum off her and spent some time soothing her hole with my tongue. No words were spoken. She knew I wanted to do this for her, she knew I loved being a submissive and humiliated sissy cuck.
He came out and he got into bed. She tried to get up and go shower but he grabbed her and told her he loved sleeping with a slut that had smelled like she’d been ridden hard and put away wet. She snuggled into him and soon they were sleeping. I had no permission to cum so I tried to sleep, and it must have come eventually because the next I knew I heard him fucking her and it was light outside.
Waking up to the sounds of my wife being treated like a slut, fucked in all three holes, still reeking of last night’s sex was almost too much. He looked at me and laughed, and said watch this and cum in your panties you fucking loser. I did as I was told and soon my panties were filled with cum. He sprayed his cum on her again, this time on her face. He told me to come and kiss my slut of a wife, which I did, greedily licking his cum and sharing an intimate cum kiss with her. As I did, he quietly left, leaving us alone. I told her I loved her and she told me she loved me too. We both knew what we were, what we needed. We were happy.