The Long Weekend

This is a story with strong cheating and cuckolding elements, from the perspective of the interior spouse. If this isn't something that interests you then don't read it.

Your wife got a little drunk and went up to the room you were staying in visiting your friend. The couch bed in the spare room. It was a reunion of sorts, your group of college friends having a get together.

When you checked on her earlier in the night the door was shut.

You returned to the gathering. Your best-friend Dave was getting up to get a drink or go to the restroom. He and your wife used to be a thing back in college, very briefly. You pride yourself in the fact that you landed her in the end however. She's magnificent, a great loss on his part. Thankfully, there were no hard feelings had by either of you, it was a long time ago and college was a blur.  

Dave had a bit of a sway in his step as he marched forward out of the den.  

The emotions that rushed through you this time as you checked on your wife again are hard to describe.

You watched her not resist at all. Your best-friend taking advantage of your drunk wife. Anger coursed through your body, you wanted to stop him.... but you didn't.

Her thick perfect ass being exposed to him excited you as he pulled the blanket away. You looked around seeing if any of the other group of friends were around? Just you in the hallway, looking through the cracked door. He must have had to use the restroom and seen her? Why did he go in the room? You thought, but it didn't really matter. He was there.

You hear her giggle, "Come on then." Sticking her ass up in the air, wiggling and pulling her underwear down.  

You are shocked and excited watching. Part of you is mad she is cheating on you and thinking she is going to leave you. Your chest feels like it's going to explode, you need to breathe. You need to touch your small throbbing hard dick. Not a cock, it's not qualified to be called a cock.

No, you are not stopping them, you pull down your pants and are rubbing your little dick while you watch your best friend slide his unprotected cock into your wife's wet, hot pussy. Rubbing it like a clit or you'll cum immediately. He is big, long and girthy. She moans into the pillow. This is awful, humiliating yet so arousing.

The couch bed can't support their fucking like a normal bed and it starts to squeak softly, then louder with every thrust. Back and forth as your friend slides his cock into your wife. He is just getting started and you are leaking cum profusely.  

As he fucks her deeply, he reaches and grabs her hard nipples pinching them. She moans again. She starts to roll over facing him. She grabs at his ass pulling him as deep into her as she can. A primal wanting, a needing. She wraps her legs around him, locking him in place.  

The strong legs of a dancer. He couldn't pull out even if he wanted to.  

You start stroking your small dick and start to orgasm. A powerful one that shoots your cum to the floor, you try to stop it with your hands, you moan quietly not wanting them to hear you. Covering your mouth with your cum soaked hand.

Don't worry they can't hear you, they aren't even thinking about you. Your wife is being broken in by another man, your best-friend. His cock feels so thick and big inside her, to him her pussy feels tight for now.

This won't be the last time your wife fucks him. She already knows she needs more of this. More of him. After you cum, the cuckold angst hits hard. You feel ashamed, humiliated, you want to run! You quickly kneel down and try to scoop up your mess from the floor.

You peek through the crack in the door for one last look at your beautiful wife. Your friend's eyes make contact with you. He sees what he always knew, you aren't going to do a thing to stop this. Lowering your head to his smirk and a wink, you close the door to give them the privacy a couple needs. To leave him to fuck your wife like you can't. Leave them to fuck the way she needs to be fucked. To cum deep inside her.  

Downstairs, another friend asks where Dave is? You tell the group you think he must have had too much to drink like your wife and passed out. Your friend says, "She didn't drink that much."

As you sit there and have a beer letting time go by, you are off in thought and everyone can see it. There is also a noise you and everyone can hear. The noise of a couch bed squeaking in steady rhythm and the soft sounds of a woman moaning.

You look around and see the others looking at you and smiling. They also know you are not going to do anything about it. You are not that type of guy, you are a cuckold now. Fantasized but now, confirmed.

The atmosphere lightened up as time passed and conversations continued and the sound of sex died out where none of you downstairs could hear it. Your friends treated you normal, pretending like nothing happened, like they didn't know your wife was upstairs fucking your best-friend.

It surprised you, when your wife came back downstairs. She was wearing a short pair of pajama shorts and a tank top, without a bra, nipples clearly hard. She was seemingly glowing.  

Your emotions surged through your body, as you looked up at the most beautiful woman in your world. She kissed you passionately on the lips, a new welcomed deceitful taste lingered. She apologized for passing out early. Just needed a little rest. Grabbing a glass of wine and sitting next to you. Feet playfully wiggled on your lap, unable to get hard still from your accident earlier.  

Minutes later Dave came into the room. He had the air about him like he just returned triumphant from a great hunt. You glanced down to see the outline of his impressive cock shrouded by sweatpants. Something you have never paid much attention to but this was the first place your eyes went. The same large cock that has been fucking your wife. You bet it was still slick with your wife's wetness, drying slowly. Your eyes trace up his body to his smiling face, looking right at you as he adjusted himself.  

He then looks at your wife and she can't help but look back at him. Biting her lower lip she blushes at his stare. Someone is talking about what the plans are for the morning but you are not listening. You are watching. It feels like you are outside of your body taking it all in. A voyeur, a husband who's best-friend just came inside his wife. Your emotions are whirling through you. A mix of extreme pain, hurt, but overcome with excitement and arousal.

One of the girls looks back and forth between them, seeing the chemistry, the desire, the lust. She looks at you and just breaths out, "Oh Fuck!"

Everyone could feel the tension in the room. Dave looked at her, eye fucking her. He put his hand out beckoning her towards him. Your wife torn and pulled with her own emotions lets out a sigh and slight giggle. She pecks your cheek and leaving your side, as if saying fuck it everyone knows. You know now, he must have told her while they were together that you spied on them, touching yourself. She goes to him. He pulled her into his arms and held her. He kissed her on the lips deeply, gripping her ass. Whispered in her ear causing her to smile and cuddle into him close.

All eyes were on you. You wanted to do something, heart racing. Dick swelling painfully now. Trying to be discreet you shifted, trying to hide that fact. Not that there was much to hide. Trying to stop yourself from desperately rubbing at it again. Your wife now looking at you with a smile knows you're leaking at this sight.

You can tell how they are touching each other and whispering, this is not by chance a first encounter. This has been going on for a long time. He's owned her. So many things suddenly come to light.

Your wife's friend confirms it by saying out loud for everyone, "About time it is in the open. Sorry Jay but I'm happy we don't have to keep this from you anymore. This will be better for you guys."

They've all known about this.

You do nothing but stare at them. Dick throbbing and leaking in your pants. You shrug and a little smile twists. Your wife comes up and kisses you again passionately on the lips. She whispers in your ear, "Dave and I are going to bed again, I'm going to his room this time. Sorry my Love, but it's next door to yours. I'm sure you'll be keeping yourself occupied. I'll see you in the morning." She bites on your earlobe quickly.

She leads him away by his hand, he leans in and whispers in your ear, "I'm going to take her from you and she'll forget about you."

He stands and winks, slaps her ass. Her pace quickens. Everyone stares at you. Humiliated, emasculated, hard and leaking. You stand and shuffle off to the couch bed.  

You can hear the giggles, the chatter from your friends, "I knew it," "He likes it," "He's going to jack off right now." 

As you go down the hall, Dave's room door is closed. Entering your room, seeing the couch bed disheveled, you see wet spots on the bedding. Immediately getting naked you bury your face in the bedding. It's now cold but still smells and tastes of your wife and something else.  

You can hear them through the wall. Moaning, the bed squeaking. You can hear them talking but can't make out what they are saying. You start to cry and begin rubbing your dick gently. You can't wait to see her again, hold her, kiss her, taste her. You love her.

This is going to be a long weekend.