<p>In concert with a new blog post on my website, <a href="http://beccabellamy.net/naughty-cuckold-humiliation-ideas/" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">Deliciously Naughty Cuckold Humiliation Ideas</a>, I’ll be posting a new cuckold humiliation stories for each humiliating idea. It begins with the mild ideas and I’ll work my way up to the extreme humiliation play. Stick around and you’ll get to enjoy a whole lot of lovely stories as a member of the Femdom tier.  </p><p><img data-media-id="39857419" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p><strong>The Idea</strong>:</p><p>Chances are good that you and your husband got into cuckolding long after you were married. Chances are also good that he’s had a fantasy about a cuckold wedding night at some point in his life. Why not make that fantasy a reality as a chance to humiliate him?</p><p>If possible, rent a room at the hotel where you spent your wedding night. If it still fits, put on your wedding dress and the lingerie you wore. Re-enact the part where you and your husband entered the hotel room (perhaps he carried you across the threshold). From that point forward, change everything.</p><p>Have your lover waiting in the room. Put your cuckold in his place immediately. Inform him that the first person to fuck your married pussy is going to be your lover because your husband’s cock is too small to satisfy you (or any reason you prefer).</p><p>From there you can use your imagination. You could make your cuckold sleep on the floor while your lover sleeps in the bed with you. You could make him orally service both of you. You could fuck him with a strapon. The possibilities are endless and they’re all humiliating for your cuckold.</p><p><strong>The Story</strong>:</p><p>Renewing your vows was your wife’s idea. She wanted to commemorate your twentieth wedding anniversary with something more than a vacation, so she put together a beautiful little ceremony that your closest friends and family members attended. You renewed your vows and stated your undying love for each other.</p><p>You rented a tuxedo and she managed to fit into her wedding dress (after paying to have it thoroughly cleaned). She looked even more beautiful than on your wedding day, and you’d seen her put on the same insanely sexy white lingerie she wore on the day you got married. You were hoping you’d get to experience the same sex you had on your wedding night, which you’ve always remembered as especially thrilling.</p><p>After the ceremony and an intimate party, you and your beautiful bride retired to the same hotel where you spent your wedding night. She’d booked the presidential suite – quite an upgrade from twenty years ago but well worth the expense – and you couldn’t keep your hands off of her on the elevator ride to the top floor.</p><p>You indulged in eager kisses in the elevator and she was feeling frisky enough to play with your cock through the thin material of your tuxedo pants. You were eager to plunge inside her pussy for the first time in months. After all, it’s not often that a cuckold gets to fuck his wife.</p><p>Though you’ve been married for twenty years, you’ve only been a cuckold for five. Over the past half decade, your marriage has evolved rapidly. Your wife has taken a more dominant position over you and welcomed other men into her pussy with far greater frequency than you. She’s been seeing her latest bull, Michael, for almost a year now and they’ve developed a deeply connected, intensely passionate relationship.</p><p>Your wife stops at the door to the presidential suite and looks at you. It takes a moment to realize that she expects you to pick her up and carry her across the threshold. You smile and take her into your arms while she waves the hotel key in front of the sensor and opens the door for you.</p><p>You step into the elegant, expansive hotel room and kiss your wife. She offers a lusty kiss in return as her tongue moves into your mouth and her hand moves to the back of your head. Your cock rages with desire. You want to be inside her more than anything in the world.</p><p>Just as you’re about to place your wife in the bed, pull off her panties, and push your cock inside her, you see a man sitting on the couch across from the bed. It’s Michael. Your wife’s bull.</p><p>You look at your wife and say, “Did you invite Michael?”</p><p>“Of course I did,” she says. “You didn’t think you’d get to fuck me tonight, did you?”</p><p>She knows what you thought. It’s what she wanted you to think. She wanted you to be filled with excitement at the idea of getting to feel her warm, wet pussy around your cock once more. She wanted you to get excited at the idea of cumming inside her.</p><p>“I guess I did,” you admit.</p><p>“That’s so sweet, honey, but when was the last time I let you inside me?”</p><p>You search for the answer, but nothing jumps to mind. The truth is, it’s been long enough that you can’t remember the last time you were granted the pleasure of being inside her. That’s why you were so excited for tonight.</p><p>“Why don’t you put me down?” your wife suggests.</p><p>You put her down and watch as she walks towards Michael. He stands up and takes your beautiful bride into his arms. They share a deeply tender kiss. Michael picks up your wife and carries her towards the bed. </p><p>“Every bride deserves to be well-fucked on her wedding night,” your wife says, “and now I finally have a man capable of giving me what I deserve.”</p><p>The implication that you’ve been disappointing your wife since the day you got married is painful, but unavoidable. You can’t help but feel humiliated, though there’s a part of you that’s happy Michael is available to give your beautiful wife exactly what she deserves.</p><p>“Don’t you agree, honey?” your wife asks as Michael puts her in the king size bed that you thought you’d be spending the night in. “Don’t you think a bride deserves to be fucked by a real man on her wedding night?”</p><p>“Yes, I agree,” you say.</p><p>“And wouldn’t you agree that you’re not exactly the masculine ideal? Wouldn’t you agree that you’re not exactly a real man when it comes to pleasing your wife?” she asks.</p><p>Your erection is still raging, but the source of your arousal has shifted. You know that your evening is going to be quite different from what you expected.</p><p>Your wife looks over at you as she spreads her legs and pulls up the hem of her beautiful white wedding dress.</p><p>“Of course, this isn’t just a better version of our wedding night where I get fucked by a real man instead of my husband. No, this is the cuckold version of our wedding night, which means you should already be on your knees in front of Michael.”</p><p>You look at Michael. You see the bulge in his pants. You suspect he’s not quite hard yet, though he’s clearly on his way to a full erection.</p><p>You know what your wife expects of you. You walk to the edge of the bed and fall to your knees. Michael turns to you and you reach up and unzip his pants.</p><p>“If only you knew your husband was a little cuckold bitch all those years ago,” Michael says to your wife as he looks down at you. “You could have spent your wedding night with my cock inside you while he watched and played with his little dick like the bitch he is.”</p><p>You wrap your lips around Michael’s cock. You’re a cocksucker. You have been for years now. He isn’t the first man you’ve fluffed for your wife and you’re quite certain he won’t be the last. This is your place. She’s drilled that into you over and over. If you can’t pleasure her with your cock, then you will absolutely get on your knees and use your mouth to pleasure a real man.</p><p>“I was young,” your wife says. “I didn’t know I was marrying a man that wouldn’t be able to satisfy me. I didn’t have enough experience to know that there were bigger, better cocks out there attached to stronger, more confident, more dominant men.”</p><p>Your wife crawls to the end of the bed and reaches out to caress your hair as you suck cock. Her touch feels kind and soothing.</p><p>“Do you think you would have sucked cock for me on our wedding night 20 years ago, honey?” she asks. “Would you have gotten on your knees for that cute bellhop that brought our bags to the room? Would you have sucked his cock as I spread my legs and waited for him to fuck me while you watched?”</p><p>You don’t answer the question. You know it’s not meant to be answered. You know your wife is asking because it turns her on to contemplate such things and to fill your head with such thoughts. You can’t help but wonder what your answer would be, though.</p><p>When your wife turned to cuckolding you to find the pleasure she sought, you didn’t object. You took to being her submissive cuckold happily. You found pleasure in the denial and humiliation she visited upon you. You even found pleasure in falling to your knees and using your mouth to get her bull’s hard. You found pleasure in licking the cum of other men out of her pussy. You found pleasure in being a cuckold.</p><p>“I think he would have,” your wife says to Michael. “I think he would have sucked cock on our wedding night. I think he would have happily spent the past twenty years cleaning the cum of other men from my pussy. I think he would have dedicated his life to my pleasure above everything else.”</p><p>“He certainly has no problem sucking cock now,” Michael says as he grabs the back of your head and pushes his dick down your throat. You’ve learned to deepthroat, so you barely flinch as you restrain your gag reflex and let him use your mouth.</p><p>“I still get so wet watching you suck cock, honey,” your wife says as she stands up and kisses Michael while you continue to work his dick with your talented, eager mouth.</p><p>“Undress me,” she says. “Prepare your bride for another man.”</p><p>You let Michael’s cock fall from your mouth and admire your handiwork. He’s hard as a rock and ready to fuck. You hop to your feet and gently pull down the zipper of the dress’s tight bodice. It falls to the floor and your wife steps out of it. She looks ravishing in a white bra, panties, garter belt, and stockings.</p><p>She turns to Michael and said, “Twenty years ago I wore lingerie just like this for him.” She reaches out and strokes her bull’s big cock. “But it’s so much more exciting to wear it for a real man. I wasn’t anywhere near as wet for him as I am for you, Michael. I need you to show my cuckold husband the kind of sex a bride really wants on her wedding day.”</p><p>Michael picks up your wife and she wraps her legs around him. When they kiss it looks like they’re devouring each other. You can see her overwhelming hunger for him. There’s genuine meaning behind her words. She wants him and you’re going to watch him fuck her.</p><p>Michael tosses your wife into the bed, yanks off her panties, and strips. She props herself up on her elbows and watches as her bull exposes his lean, muscular body. Michael crawls into bed and pushes two fingers into your wife’s wet cunt as he kisses her. She moans into his mouth.</p><p>“Michael, please, fuck me. Fuck the bride. Show my husband how his wife likes to be fucked.”</p><p>Michael pulls out his fingers and pushes them into your wife’s mouth. She sucks them clean. It looks like she might orgasm before he even fills her.</p><p>Finally, he moves between her legs, guides the head of his cock to her soaking wet cunt, and slides into her. Your wife closes her eyes, arches her back, and releases a moan that she only ever makes with other men. You don’t fill her like that. You don’t satisfy her like that.</p><p>“Yesss,” she says. “Fuck yes, Michael. Please, pound my pussy.”</p><p>Michael isn’t going to deny your wife what she clearly craves. He pounds her pussy just like she wants. He pounds her hard and fast, and as he does it feels like you’re no longer there. She has no dirty talk for you. She doesn’t even look over at you. She simply concentrates on the man inside her, and in some ways it’s the most humiliating element of the night. You could literally be in another room and it wouldn’t matter to her in this moment.</p><p>That changes after your wife’s first orgasm, which happens quickly. Just a few minutes into taking Michael’s cock she cums. Her fingers grasp the sheets, her legs open wide, and she unleashes a guttural scream that is a surefire sign of absolute and total pleasure.</p><p>“Come here, honey,” she says after the climax has passed.</p><p>You crawl into the bed and your wife pulls you close for a kiss. Her lips are impossibly soft and her breathing is still heavy.</p><p>“He’s a better lover than you in every way,” she whispers. “I do wish I’d had him on our wedding night, but I’m so happy I have him now and I’m so happy that you’re my cuckold husband.”</p><p>You smile. It feels like a twisted kind of wedding vow given in a very personal space with another man’s cock buried inside her.</p><p>“Now get on your back so you can watch a real man fuck me from behind,” she demands in a far harsher tone.</p><p>You do as you’re told. Soon your wife is on top of you and Michael’s cock is inside her from behind. You have as close as view as you can get of her pussy stretching out around someone else. He’s longer and thicker than you are. He opens her up far more than you ever have and you know he makes her feel better than you ever have.</p><p>They quickly find a steady rhythm and your wife’s moans grow a little bit louder with every thrust. You know he makes her cum when they fuck from behind and you’re hoping you’ll get to witness it in close up.</p><p>Eventually, your wife cums. You see her thighs twitch as Michael continues to pound her. You hear her loud, lusty moans as the orgasm rips through her body and leaves her in a state of complete satisfaction. Once again, you have witnessed another man satisfy the woman you married twenty years ago.</p><p>When Michael pulls out, your wife immediately sits on your face. Her pussy opens up around your nose and mouth. She rubs the wetness of sex over you. She smothers you with the hole that another man just pounded to orgasm.</p><p>“Feed him,” your wife says when she lifts her pussy off your face.</p><p>Michael’s cock presses against your lips. You open up and he pushes inside. Soon, he’s down your throat and once again you’re working to restrain your gag reflex so your wife’s bull can use your mouth for his pleasure.</p><p>You feel your wife spin around until she’s sitting on your chest. Her pussy is just above your chin.</p><p>“Fuck me,” she says.</p><p>Michael pulls out of your mouth and slides into her cunt. They’re using you as a cuckold mattress. In that moment, you’re nothing more than furniture to them. Your beautiful bride is taking someone else’s cock and all she cares to do is sit on you while she opens up for him.</p><p>“Cum inside me,” your wife says.</p><p>Michael fucks her harder. His balls brush against your forehead and over your nose with every thrust into your wife. It’s humiliating to be so close and not be able to meaningfully participate in the sex.</p><p>Fucking your wife has Michael all worked up and soon enough he dumps his load into her pussy. She finds it thrilling to have someone else cum inside her on your anniversary.</p><p>“It’s time to eat, honey,” your wife says as Michael pulls out.</p><p>She moves her pussy over your mouth and his cum leaks onto your tongue. You take the creampie like a good cuckold.</p><p>“Swallow his cum, honey. Show me that you know your place and eat my bull’s cum. Show me that you know what it means to be a good cuckold husband. Show me that you’re going to be my cuckold for the rest of your life.”</p><p>As Michael’s thick semen flows onto your tongue, you consider the notion of spending the rest of your life cleaning other men’s cum from your wife’s pussy. You wonder if she’ll ever let you fuck her again. You wonder if she’ll find new and naughty ways to humiliate you.</p><p>You certainly hope she will. You can’t wait for the next twenty years of your cuckold marriage to begin.</p>