The willing cuckold

For Donald and Bjorn...

Sandra and I decided to get married. It was more her decision than mine, to be honest it was to make her financially secure. I loved her dearly and worshiped the ground she walked on but in truth I was just a toy she played with.

We had a white wedding which even I found amusing considering how many men she'd slept with. The service was wonderful as was the meal in the hotel. Sandra just couldn't help but flirt with the Portuguese waiter. He was serving the main course and I noticed Sandra run her hand up the inside of his leg. He nearly jumped out of his skin!

Later the tables were moved to allow us all to dance. I had the first dance with her then it was a free for all. She came over to me after a few dances and said she was going out to get a bit of fresh air. A woman came over to me shortly after and told me that if I don't keep Sandra away from her husband she's would knock her block off. She wasn't the only woman that was hostile that night, it was obvious that Sandra had been fucking around with their husbands.

Sandra's mother came over and asked where she was. I told her that she'd gone for some fresh air. 

"Go and find her please", she said, "You know what she's like"

I checked the ladies toilets but she was nowhere to be seen. Then I spotted two waiters laughing. I asked if they had seen my wife but they just looked at each other and smiled.

Then one shouted after me laughing . "I think she might be outside with Cezário".

He pointed to a door at the end of the corridor. And I hurried down and opened the door. The door lead to the back of the hotel, I could see some large refuse bins and then I heard giggling. It was Sandra up against the wall with the waiter. She saw me looking so I went back inside to wait for her. I felt humiliated that even on our wedding day another guy was getting to fuck her. Even so it aroused me thinking of her getting fucked by a stranger in her wedding dress.

The waiter came in first and gave me a wind berth followed by Sandra.

"Come on", I said, "Your mum is looking for you".

She had her white panties in her hand.

"What's wrong with your panties?", I asked.

"Sorry I can't put them back on I trod on them and got them dirty", she replied.

I took the panties off her and put them in my pocket. Her white heels were scuffed and muddy to so I bent down and cleaned them with my handkerchief.

"Were you watching", she asked.

"Yes", I replied "But don't worry I still love you".

"You're a sweetie, I don't deserve you", she said.

"Yes, you do, never put yourself down", I replied.

I took her arm and lead her back into the hall. Her mum came rushing over and I explained that Sandra was feeling a bit queasy and had to get some fresh air.

I watched as Sandra danced with our friends and work colleagues. Now and again a guy she was dancing with would look over me and smirk. I think they all knew I was a cuckold but I didn't care.

Sandra mother came over and suggested that newly weds should perhaps head to their marital bed. Sandra was enjoying dancing still but reluctantly agreed to head up to our suite with me.

I shut the door of our suite and pulled Sandra in for a kiss. She knew what I was up to and told me she hadn't sucked the waiter off. She laughed and told me she would of done if I hadn't disturbed them!

I watched as she took off her wedding dress. She looked very sexy in her white Agent Provocateur lingerie. Then I remembered her panties in my pocket. I handed them to her and she tossed them on the floor.

"My pussy is red and puffy dear. Do you want to come and kiss it better?"

I knelt down between her legs and buried my head into the folds of her labia, licking at her sticky cunt.

I looked up at her, "Can you push anything out?"

I wanted to taste the waiters cum but I think most of it had already dripped down her legs and soaked into her stockings.

I knew I was good with my tongue, Sandra loved it too. She said it was a different type of orgasm to being penetrated but just as good. I worked on her clitty and sucked it like a little cock, until she gushed all over my face.

Normally that would be it, Sandra paid very little attention to my needs as a man. As it was my wedding day she would allow me a treat.

She placed two of the pillows a third of the way down the bed and told me to do a backwards gambol against them. I did as I was told. My limp cock was not hovering over my face with my bum in the air. I hooked my feet under the headboard to hold myself in place.

Sandra spat on my rosebud and began working her fingers inside me. She was a dirty girl and not adverse to eating out a man's arse so I wasn't at all surprised when she began rimming me. I lay back and started to play with my erect nipples. My nipples are directly connected to my cock. I've trained myself to cum just by playing with them. With Sandra milking my prostate it didn't take long for me to cum. I swallowed the first coupe of jets of cum enthusiastically but Sandra was really going at my ass and spunk began to fly everywhere. When she had completely drained me I dropped back down on the bed.

We fell asleep in each others arms. I woke up just as it was getting light feeling rather cold. Sandra was nowhere to be seen. Then I spotted a note on the bedside table it read - "Gone for some fresh air ;-) x"