Marrying a cuckodress.

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Marrying a cuckodress.So it’s my wedding day, i look at my future husband as i walk down the aisle and see his smile, then i look at his best man and wonder if i’m rally doing the right thing getting married. It wasn’t that Alex wasn’t a nice guy, he totally was and he was the sweetest guy i’d ever met, but i was just used to being with dickheads, a lot of dickheads , and didn’t know if someone like Alex could handle a woman like me. I knew he was very inexperienced, although we hadn’t actually done anything much sexual yet. I wondered if he even fancied me? He didn’t seem to be that hot for me but i wanted stability so when he asked me to marry him i said yes. The wedding was nice, loads of people were happy for us both, and the reception went on into the early hours. I won’t bore you with the details but Alex got very drunk, and i was a little tipsy, and the drunker he got the more i wanted to get him to bed so we could consumate our mariage in the morning when he was in a fit state. His best man offered to help me take him up to our room. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, do you?” I said to BM (best man, i won’t give him a name). “Why not? I was so over you a long time ago” He replied. What Alex didn’t know is that i used to see BM before i met Alex, i didn’t know they were best friends because BM was one of the dickheads i’d been with and he hadn’t introduced me to his freinds because he wasn’t planning on anything long term with me, although he didn’t tell me that when we were together. Oh, he introduced me to the freinds we who he wanted to fuck me but he kept that side hidden from anyone he respected and to be respected by. “Ok, i’m going to struggle on my own, let’s get him upstairs.” I said, and i actually left all the hard work to BM because i was annoyed that Alex was in no state to fuck me and i felt like throwing him down the stairs by the time we got half way up them. So finally BM got him onto the bed, i laughed seeing the state he was in as he rolled over mumbling, it looked so pathetic.And at that moment my marraige seemed as pathetic also. But i thought to myself at least we had a month long honeymoon to make everything not pathetic. And i lied on the bed next to his snoring body. BM looked at me, he could tell i was a little fed up, and i think he took that as a cue to make a move on me. “You look hot in that wedding dres you know, i almost wanted to marry you myself when i saw you walking dow the aisle”, and he gave me that filthy smirk that used to work on me in the old days…used to, maybe it still did. I just gave him a dirty look, “So you can leave now, i’m done with you, thanks and bye. ” What happened next shocked me as i felt i was the one in control but he leaned forward onto the bed slowly and whispered, “But i’m not done with you.”I felt his breath on my cheek as he said that, and was a bit nervous of his arms being either side of me so i couldn’t escape unless i kicked him in the balls or something (and who would really want to do that ). I felt his body lower down a little more and although i didn’t feel his thighs on mine i did feel something brush against them. I soon forgot what was against my leg though and in my slightly tipsy state i started thinking… It had been so long i’d forgotten what sex was even like, never mind what sex with a huge guy was like. And right there and then i realised i’d missed that. Would Alex have a big cock i wondered? He’d never even let me see or touch it, i realised then that i hadn’t even cared before but it was obvious now that he wasn’t even endowed at all. I turned my head to look at Alex, he was asleep. Should i try and make him hard in his sleep to see what size he was? Why hadn’t i even tried to look at his cock before now…i felt a little sad. Then i came to my senses and realised touching Alex in his sleep would’ve been weird as he’d never expressed any interest in that kind of thing. I forgot BM was even over me until i felt his tongue lick my neck.”Hmmm what you doing?” I asked BM, kind of laughing because it seemed so ridiculous that my ex wanted me, and my new husband was asleep in bed with us and i was just lied here thinking about cock sizes. I’d been in some random situations before now – but nothing like this. This isn’t the wedding night i’d expected at all… I felt his hand slide up my leg, i wanted to push his hand off me but bursa escort i also liked the idea of fucking BM one last time. The sex we had used to be amazing…the higher his hand got, and the closer to my pussy it got, the wetter i got too. In my head i felt this wasn’t right, but also it felt it was so right and that it was definitely going to happen. I realised then i was a cuckoldress. (pretend i wasn’t one in any of my other stories, ok)… I had panties on for a change, and as BM peeled them back i squirmed, i was dying to tell him to not bother with foreplay and just fuck me good but i didn’t really want to speak in case it made everything more real and i stopped what was happening, i also didn’t want to wake Alex. As BM touched my soaking clit, i moaned, then i giggled, this seemed so weird but right. I felt him rub me slowly, rolling his finger tips around my slit, them teasing downwards as he rubbed across my pussy lips, slightly putting his finger on my pussy hole, then taking it away again to go round my lips and back up to my clit. my moaning got louder but i managed to notice and be quiet again. I rubbed BM cock through his pants for a minute then unzipped them. As i took him out he felt wet on the tip, this made me moan quite loudly as i love precum. Alex moved next to us, we both froze and turned to look at him, he was still asleep and then we both looked back at each other and giggled. This might seem fucked up but the idea of being caught fucking was more fun than i’d thought.BM was stroking my clit still, really slowly so that i didn’t make any noise, but what BM didn’t realise it that the slower he stroked the more horny i got. And i wanted to rub his precum against me. As i grinded against his hand to make everything feel faster i squirted a little. It shocked BM and he jumped back. “What was that?” He asked, “did you just pee on me?” “I don’t think so and i’ve never done that before” I laughed back at him. Well whatever it was i knew i wanted to be fucked right now. I spread my legs really wide now, beckoned him to come closer again and then i rubbed his precum onto my clit. It felt really nice there, i could feel it despite being already wet through with my own juices. I just kept rubbing his cock tip against my clit and lips then i pushed my hips forward and took him inside me. It took a little effort for him to get in. It had been a long time since i’d had sex but luckily he was rock hard and he managed it after a bit more pushing, i felt him stretch me open though and it felt amazing.I lied back, we were kissing each other really hard to try to smother any noise either of us were making. The gasps and moans had become something a bit more now. We hardly dared move in case the bed shaking woke up Alex, so he pushed his whole cock inside me, and i just grinded against him slowly. The bed hardly shook at all. Feeling all of him inside me was amazing, smothering each other with kisses felt so good as well. And as i soaked his trimmed pubes with my juices i could also feel my pussy tighten around his cock. He felt it too, we were both going to cum. I stopped kissing him and put my hand over his mouth, he came loud from what i remembered, and me covering his mouth made him cum hard. I actually felt his cum spurt inside me. Not many guys cum that hard but when they do it feels great. He hadn’t covered my mouth at all. BM was still hard, and i felt his cum being pumped out of me it made me ready too cum too. His cock felt sticky, his cum being pushed all over my pussy as it came out while he carried on fucking me made my clit throb like crazy and pumped out my own juices right there and then. And i did it loudly.As soon as i’d cum we both came to our senses, gave each other a ‘shit what have we done’ look and BM quickly zipped up his pants. Alex was suprisingly alseep still. We both looked at him, then back at each other and decided it was best if Alex never know what had happened that night. BM left, i got into bed, still in my cheaters wedding dress. And fell fast asleep. The next morning i woke up, it was a beautiful morning. The hotel was in a nice place, we had a lovely view from our room. I felt really bad as Alex was already awake and had ordered breakfast for us. “Morning *wifey*”, he said as he smiled and planted a kiss on my cheek. I felt so ashamed right there and then and burst into bursa escort bayan tears. Alex held me really tight, gently stroked my cheek to wipe away the tears, then he said. “We’ll be ok, there could be worse things than being married me, my love.” And i just thought, yeah being married to me is one of them. I didn’t eat breakfast. I came to my senses completely and decided not to cry any more. What was done was done and it was now time to concentrate on my new husband. Alex kissed me, more passionately, and i thought we were going to consumate our marriage. I remembered i really needed a shower after last night but Alex insisted i did not do that, and he kissed me, moving slowly down my body until his lips were on my lower lips. “You taste so good” he said, and then carried on licking me. I couldn’t cum, i knew what was down there and felt bad i hadn’t made more excuses to grab shower first. He seemed to love oral though, and gave me the best licking i’d ever had in my life. The next weeks were better. We explored all the local haunts, had the best of times and i’d never felt so close to anyone in my life. Alex made m feel really wanted and loved but we still hadn’t had sex yet. I made moves on him, but he mostly brushed them off and one time he said we didn’t need to as we’d already had sex on our wedding night as he remembered me cumming really loudly and it turned him on so much. Apart from the weird comment i felt ok about this marraige. I didn’t mind we hadn’t had sex because i was happy enough feeling loved and secure the sex could wait a little longer, we could just enjoy the honeymoon without it. We ate too much on the holiday, and got a little lazy, so i was bound to feel bloated after a few weeks of this a little right? My clothes got a bit tighter and uncomfortable. One morning i was sick in the toilet…food poisoning or something maybe? Then i realised my period was 2 weeks late…shit, Me and Alex hadn’t even had sex yet. I made an excuse to nip out on my own and rushed to a chemist i’d seen while we were out. Bought some pregnancy tests and nipped to the nearest public toilet and peed on them. It was positive. Stuffing it into my bag i rushed back to the hotel in a panic. That was probably the last place to go but i wasn’t thinking straight at all. Alex was in the reception getting a drink. He waved and called me over. I smiled and sat next to him. My stupid desperation for sex had got me into big trouble but i managed to stay calm. he asked for an alcoholic drink but I said get me a coke, i feel a little ill to be drinking.He got me a coke and we took them back to the room. “Did you enjoy your trip to the market?” He asked me. “Yeah i did thanks,” i replied and smiled weakly. “What did you buy? Was it a surprise for me?” he giggled and snatched my bag off me to look at ‘his gift’. I laughed too until i remembered what was in there. I tried to snatch the bag back off him but too late, he found the test. Looked at it and understood what it meant. He looked at me with the biggest smile on his face, “I’m going to be a daddy?”, he grabbed my waist and picked me up and twirled me round. “This has been the best honeymoon ever!” he squealed as he carried me over to the bed and laid me on it gently. He lay next to me and started stroking my belly, i hadn’t even replied yet, i couldn’t exactly answer his question with a yes could i… We just lay there, me in his arms, i felt safe but also in shock. What was i going to say when the baby was born and it wasn’t white like me and Alex were?A few days of him being my slave and making sure i literally did nothing but rest, as well as give me plenty of oral sex, and we had to pack our bags to go home. Alex let me help him do that in case he forgot to pack something but i was glad to have something to do at last… to take my mind off things. I was sure hadn’t seen his cock yet either, although he said we had fucked. my head was spinning from all this shit but at least i had the excuse of pregnancy for being so distant and absent minded. As soon as we got home i headed to bed. I was only a few weeks gone but tiredness hit me early on. When i woke up Alex made me a brew and told me he’d phoned the DRs and arranged all my maternity care. How sweet… Don’t know if it was my hormones but i started to get pissed off at Alex a lot of the time. He was really nice escort bursa and didn’t deserve this but i couldn’t help but get angry at him. Sometimes i knew i really hurt him with my words, i’d hear him crying in the other room, but he never once did a single thing in retaliation. Even the day the house was a little bit messy, because i couldn’t be bothered to tidy up i shouted at him, “Why do i always have to tidy up? You think this is womans work?” and i walked to the bedroom and got my undies and stockings out of a drawer and threw them at him. “Here, you be the woman for a change, i’ve had enough.” Alex looked at me shocked, but it wasn’t an ”omg shocked, it was more an ‘i like where this is going’ shocked. Alex stripped off all his clothes, looked at me and picked up the clothes i’d thrown and slowly rolled one stocking up his leg, then the other, then he slipped on my knickers. The stockings were wonky, i had to go over and put them on straight. And just like that, my cuckold husband cleaned up in them. It made me feel happy for the first time in a long time. He even did silly poses in them whenever i glanced at him, eventually i just laughed. And so did he, and for the first time in a long time we both felt like things were going to be ok. We went to bed early that night, he still had my underear on, but we only talked. He spoke first. “I’ve been waiting for you to want me in those for such a long time.” he smiled, “Is there anything else you want to tell me? You might be surprised at what i’ll accept.” I wanted to confess, but something held me back and i said no and just leaned over to kiss him. It was a really passionate kiss too, he slipped his hands over my swollen breasts and gently stroked them… leant his head over and started licking my areola. Then he moved on top of me and started grinding against me… He actually felt pretty thick and i was excited about that.He didn’t penetrate me though, so i put my legs over his shoulders to make it easier for him, i was sure he didn’t have much length, next thing i knew he was kissing my ankles, and stroking my calves. It felt really nice, his lips moved further down my feet now, kissing the top of one as he held the ankle gently. He kissed all the way down to my toes, then popped a couple in his mouth and slid his tingue between them. This felt really good, and along with me grinding against him now i came really quick and really hard. So did he, it seeped through my panties and all over my pussy.He took my toes out of his mouth and started kissing all the way along my foot again, up my calf, kissing my inner knee felt nice, and he continued up my inner thigh, then was about to lick away everything he had just put there. “Haha, no don’t do that, it’s kind of disgusting” i laughed. “Why not?” he repied, “You let me do this before.”I was transported right back to that night again. This time though instead of feeling bad i was turned on. I looked Alex right in the eyes and smiled at him, “Yes i did.” Alex leaned forward and kissed me, sharing some of his cum at the same time, i’d never tasted him before but he tasted nice. He still didn’t fuck me though, i didn’t know why he wouldn’t but what we had was alright and i was fine with it. He rolled off me, lay by my side and hugged me really tight, He whispered that he knew what i’d done on our wedding night. I instinctively moved away from him in shock but he gripped me tighter and said it was ok. He’d always known he wasn’t worthy of me and for me to just allow him into my life was good enough. He didn’t know why id married him but he couldn’t believe i’d said yes. And that he loved me no matter what i did because his love was real and true and he loved me for everything i was, everything. It was why he’d put up my shit lately because he knew that i was going to be the one for him, always. He’d known it the minute he’d first seen me, and he was going to look after me and this baby because it was what he wanted. He didn’t even care that everyone would know it wasn’t his because he’d treat the baby like it was his. he would even fall out with his best man if he had to but he’d prefer to tell him everything as well and they’d remain freinds. But he’d always be there for me because that is what love is and he really did care for me. Might be the end, it’s not that sexy now, idk if i’ll think of anything else to write. But that last paragraph is everything cuckold to me, everything relationship to me, and everything love to me. And that is why i have a hard time, because i know what unconditional love is and how unwilling many people are to give it.

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