<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 most days throughout November, December, and January. 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="28414257" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p><strong>The Idea</strong>:</p><p>Valentine’s Day is for couples and you’d normally spend it with your husband. For a dose of cuckold humiliation, consider spending it with your lover. There’s a lot of room to have fun with this scenario.</p><p>Before V-Day, go lingerie shopping with your husband and pick out something you’re going to wear for your lover. Inform your husband that the man that makes you cum is the one that deserves to spend the year’s most romantic holiday with you. You can invite your lover to your house and make your cuckold serve you both (refill your champagne glasses, bring you chocolate, etc). </p><p>You could also go on a romantic dinner date with your lover and check in to a hotel for the evening, leaving your cuckold to stay home and imagine what you’re doing. Upending what is traditionally a holiday for couples and turning it into a holiday for you and your lover is rife with humiliating possibilities for your cuck.</p><p><strong>The Story</strong>: </p><p>Your wife’s feet feel soft and smooth as you offer her a massage on an evening in early February. “What do you want to do for Valentine’s Day this year?” you ask as she quietly enjoys your effort to relax her.</p><p>She smiles and says, “What do <em>you </em>think we should do?”</p><p>“If we wanted to keep it simple we could do dinner and a movie and then maybe a little champagne and chocolate at home. We could get a hotel room if we wanted to live it up a little,” you say with a smile.</p><p>Your wife closes her eyes and luxuriates in the feeling of your hands moving up and down her calves as you extend the foot massage.</p><p>She surprises you by pulling her feet from your relaxing grasp and moving on top of you. She kisses you softly and slowly as her hands move over your body. “I had a different idea,” she says.</p><p>You’re already hard and so distracted by her eager kiss that you can barely remember asking her about Valentine’s Day.</p><p>“I was thinking I’d spend Valentine’s Day with the man in our marriage that can actually make me cum,” she says.</p><p>She’s not talking about you. You know that immediately. She’s talking about her bull. He’s the one that makes her cum when he fucks her. That’s not something you’ve ever done with any regularity, but it hasn’t happened since he first fucked her. She still lets you have sex with her from time to time, but you don’t compare to him and you know it.</p><p>“Don’t you think he deserves that?” your wife asks as she wraps her fingers around your hard cock. “Doesn’t he deserve to spend the most romantic holiday of the year with me?” She leans closer and kisses your neck. “Don’t I deserve that?” your wife whispers. “Don’t I deserve to be romanced and fucked by that big cock on Valentine’s Day?”</p><p>“Yes, you do,” is all you can say. She’s absolutely right. She does deserve that. Of course she does.</p><p><br></p><p>“Would you lay out my lingerie?” your wife asks from the bathroom.</p><p>She’s putting the finishing touches on her hair and makeup and already she looks breathtaking. You find it difficult to pull your eyes from her lithe naked body as she stands in front of the mirror, but you’re dedicated to your task.</p><p>Yesterday your wife took you on a shopping trip to find a Valentine’s Day lingerie set to wear for her bull. It cost a small fortune, but you know the red lace is going to look astonishingly sexy on her. You take your time unwrapping the delicate tissue paper each piece rests in and lay them out on the bed.</p><p>Your wife’s beauty has you entranced as she steps out of the bathroom. Her hair is long, wavy, and soft and her makeup is subtle but perfect. She is every man’s fantasy come to life.</p><p>You pick up the bra first and help your wife into it. It’s as if the world is moving in slow motion. You appreciate every little detail, from the way the red lace clings to her perky C cup breasts to the softness of her skin as you attach the clasp.</p><p>You take your time pulling up the panties so you can slowly run your fingers over her calves and thighs. Your wife caresses your hair as you kneel in front of her, showing her appreciation for your submission to her desires.</p><p>Dressing her in the red stockings is an intoxicating delight. She knows you love how soft they feel on her legs and your wife doesn’t mind letting you caress her after you’ve pulled them on.</p><p>“Retrieve my dress, please,” she says after you’ve finished putting the lingerie on.</p><p>You remove the tight, low cut red dress from the closet and hold it in front of your wife so she can step into it. You move behind her and zip it up. It fits like a glove and you know her bull is going to have a hard time keeping his hands off of her.</p><p>“You look incredible,” you say.</p><p>Your wife steps closer and offers a gentle kiss. You want to press your lips tight against hers and invade her mouth with your tongue, but you know that’s not your place. She’s his tonight. This kiss is a gift from her and not one to be abused. It feels heavenly.</p><p>When her bull arrives, your wife greets him with the kind of kiss you dreamed of. He pulls her body tight against his and his hands confidently move to her ass. She moans into his mouth as he squeezes her bottom. Her eyes are alive with lust when they break the kiss. The evening has just begun and already she wants him inside her. She craves him in ways she’s never craved you.</p><p>You head to the kitchen and retrieve the champagne and chocolate covered strawberries you were ordered to prepare. Your wife and her bull greet your return with a smile and a quick thanks before turning their attention to each other.</p><p>“Happy Valentine’s Day,” she says to her bull before they clink glasses and take generous sips of the bubbly alcohol.</p><p>Your wife looks astoundingly sexy in her red dress and stockings as she reaches for a strawberry and gently feeds it to her lover. They share a slow, chocolate-flavored kiss after he swallows a bite.</p><p>Watching them makes your cock ache. It’s painful but so beautiful. They’re ignoring you completely in favor of connecting with each other and they’re clearly playing up the romance before things turn naughty.</p><p>You refill their champagne glasses without being asked, and after your wife has finished her second she’s clearly feeling it a little. You know she loves the bubbly buzz that champagne provides and it tends to make her horny.</p><p>Now she’s kissing him with fervent desire and when her hand moves between his legs you know they’re going to head to the bedroom soon. You’re excited. You want to watch your wife fuck her bull on Valentine’s Day.</p><p>“I need you inside me,” your wife says to him as she stands up. “I need a real man to fuck me on Valentine’s Day.”</p><p>Her words sting, but they make your cock stiff.</p><p>She pulls her bull to the bedroom and you follow. She guides him through the doorway and stops, turning to face you.</p><p>“Not tonight,” your wife says. “Not on Valentine’s Day. Tonight it’s going to be just the two of us. You can listen, of course. That would be fitting, wouldn’t it?”</p><p>She gently closes the door in your face. You’re crestfallen. Watching is such a thrill and listening is never as fun.</p><p>Then you hear her bull moan. They’re still by the door, and based on the noises coming from him, your wife has his cock in her mouth. She’s putting on a little show for you.</p><p>You pull out your cock. You can’t help it. You stroke as you listen to another man’s moans. You press your ear against the door. You can faintly make out the sounds of a wet blowjob. You imagine your wife’s lips wrapped around his cock. You’ve seen it enough to conjure it perfectly. It’s so beautiful.</p><p>“Fuck me,” your wife says.</p><p>Soon you hear her moaning. The sound is further way. They must be in the bed. You imagine your wife on her back as her bull places his big cock inside her. You imagine her in the beautiful lingerie you bought. You imagine her pleasing another man as he fills her.</p><p>You cum. You spray your seed on the bedroom door and the floor. You can’t help it. You make a mess. When it’s over, you walk away feeling humiliated. You came on the floor while your wife enjoyed another man’s big cock in your bedroom. You were denied the pleasure of watching and you came in less than two minutes anyway.</p><p>You come back to the bedroom door with a roll of paper towels and cleaning spray. The sound of your wife taking her bull’s cock fills your head as you clean your cum. You’ve never felt more like a cuckold.</p>