Becca Bellamy
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The Ritual
🕑 Added 2025-03-05 06:52:40 +0000 UTCYears ago, Eric and Daisy agreed that their sex life was not what it should have been. For the first five years of their marriage it was good enough, but eventually it became clear that Eric simply couldn't meet his wife's needs.
Most couples would not have survived. Some couples would have divorced on the spot. Others would have let the matter fester for years until infidelity crushed whatever trust remained and they divorced with great acrimony.
Eric loved his wife desperately, though, so he made a different suggestion in an effort to save his marriage.
Daisy was, to his surprise, open to the suggestion. It took some time for them to work out the details, but eventually they embarked on what they originally referred to as a 'half open marriage.'
The idea was born out of a late night session of self-pleasure while Daisy was out of town. Eric was in front of his laptop and watching a fairly vanilla porn video featuring a good-looking woman on her back with a man inside her in the missionary position. Eric noted that the woman looked not unlike his wife. Then, in an instant, he found himself thinking of Daisy having sex with another man. Not long after, Eric found himself cumming as Daisy had - in his mind - taken the place of the woman in the video.
Just a few weeks later Eric suggested the idea of his wife sleeping with other men. He left out the part where he found the idea arousing, though, as he feared that Daisy might be put off by her husband's arousal at such an outlandish notion.
Previously to Eric’s suggestion, Daisy had considered ending her marriage - a lifetime of unsatisfying sex wasn't something she was willing to contemplate - but she loved her husband and found herself eager to consider his idea.
It didn't happen quickly, though. They spent months discussing it and during that time Daisy discovered Eric's arousal at the idea of his wife sleeping with other men. It wasn't hard to discover it, in fact. She spotted the signs of desire during their first discussions. Eventually she took the leap and tested her theory by talking to him about having sex with another man while giving him a handjob. The resulting orgasm seemed more pleasurable than most she'd given her husband.
It was that orgasm that convinced Daisy to give Eric's idea a try. For the first time in her life she made an online dating profile. She quickly discovered the hordes of disappointing men that awaited her - those that seemed to think that saying 'hi' was enough to get them laid - and nearly walked away from the whole thing before Eric suggested that he would do the groundwork and weed out the losers for her.
That became the first ritual of their new lifestyle. Eric would deal with the first round of guys. He would weed out those that were looking for a quick fuck, that were too dim-witted to be able to entertain Daisy outside of sex, and those that seemed sketchy in any way. Eventually, Eric would hand things over to Daisy and she would chat via the app with the most promising candidates.
At first, Eric was dispatched to meet potential lovers in person. He would do so alone to make sure that they understood that Daisy was dating with her husband's permission. He would also do so to minimize the chance of his wife ending up with a psycho.
Daisy's first lover was a man named Alan. He was five years younger than her, tall, remarkably handsome, and both well-mannered and impeccably well-dressed. He was also quite skilled in bed. More skilled than any man Daisy had ever been with, which was why they were lovers for a span of nearly six months.
Satisfying Daisy proved quite simple. She needed a man that possessed far more sexual skill than her husband and she found one.
Satisfying Eric proved more difficult. He was, after all, dealing with the more emotionally complicated end of the arrangement. He would watch his wife put in a great deal of effort to look beautiful for Alan. He would watch her leave. He would sit at home and think of her having sex with another man, of her cumming repeatedly with another man's cock inside her. He would think quite a lot about the fact that the sex was better, that Alan was better than Eric when it came to the all-important task of satisfying Daisy.
There were times when she would return home and find Eric in a messy emotional state as jealousy and inadequacy had overwhelmed him while she was out. There were occasions when he would fight off those feelings only to be instantly overwhelmed by them when his wife returned home with a truly joyful look on her face, a look Eric simply could not replicate because he was, in fact, a far inferior lover to the man she'd fucked that night.
Some nights were more trying than others and there were times when both Daisy and Eric were certain their marriage wasn't going to work.
Daisy was most frustrated by her husband's pleas to have sex with her after she'd been with Alan. Sometimes she granted Eric that permission, but it was never good for her, especially when compared to the man she'd just been fucked by. It was, in fact, frustrating for Daisy and on occasion it was infuriating. She'd been clear with Eric that he could not satisfy her and yet he insisted on trying while selfishly - in her mind, at least - claiming an orgasm while failing to provide her with one. On top of that, he would often make a mess inside her as he spilled his seed, forcing Daisy to sit on the toilet as she contemplated the disappointing sex with her husband.
For his part, Eric craved intimacy with his wife after she'd been with her lover. He needed it. If he didn't get it he felt lonely and depressed. He felt like he was losing her. He asked to have sex with her to claim that intimacy without knowing that he was robbing her of some of the joy of her experience with Alan.
It took a great deal of patience, but eventually they found a compromise that made them both happy.
The compromise was arrived at towards the end of Daisy's relationship with Alan. She was driving home from a date with him. He'd fucked her twice at his house. Once on the couch and once in the bedroom. Her pussy was still tingling from the pleasure he'd given her and she could feel the wetness - both from the foreplay and the aftermath - in her panties.
Thinking of the wetness recalled a memory from a few months prior. Daisy had just gotten home from fucking Alan. She was sitting on the edge of their bed in her bra and panties when Eric walked into the room. He stared between her legs at the wet spot in her underwear. She'd asked if he liked the wet spot and Eric had nodded.
He then stepped into the bedroom, took her panties off, and dropped to his knees. Daisy remembered the sudden sense of panic she felt at the idea of her husband licking her pussy after Alan had been inside her. Something about it felt wrong and she refused to let Eric do so. He'd been disappointed - she could still recall the look on his face - but at the time she couldn't get over her sense of revulsion at the idea of him putting his tongue inside her.
All those months later she no longer felt that revulsion. Instead, when Daisy got home that day she went to the bedroom, sat, and took her panties off. She asked Eric if he wanted to put his tongue inside her while he masturbated.
He expressed a significant desire to do so. He stripped. He dropped to his knees. He looked up and asked if she was sure. He clearly remembered her revulsion from all those months ago. Daisy apologized for not considering his desires, for not giving him what he craved given that he'd been so generous in letting her pursue her pleasure with Alan. She then put a hand on the back of her husband's head and guided him between her legs. She let him lick her pussy while he masturbated. She let him taste the sex she'd had with Alan. She let him put his tongue where another man's cock had been.
Though Daisy wasn't especially excited by the idea, she found pleasure in watching her husband get off on it, and that's exactly what he did. Eric came exceptionally hard that day and he came quickly. He was so turned on by the idea of licking her pussy right after someone else had fucked it that he blew his load all over the bedroom floor in less than a minute.
His face and the sounds he emitted made it clear he was having a better orgasm than usual and Daisy thoroughly enjoyed the fact that her husband could experience such a thrilling climax while she did nothing other than sit there with her legs spread and hold the back of his head.
That quickly became their ritual. It was perfect for Daisy and perfect for Eric. She would spend as much time as she wanted with Alan. He would make her cum as many times as she could handle. She would bring her pussy home to her husband and he would get on his knees, put his tongue inside her, taste the sex - and perhaps the condoms they'd used - and have a massively pleasurable orgasm while doing so.
The ritual evolved, of course. One night, Eric was already in bed when Daisy returned from a date with her lover Derek (she'd moved on from Alan when he got a bit too clingy). Eric didn't say anything, but he pulled the pillow out from under his head and stripped off his underwear. He stroked while staring at Daisy and she stripped. He remained in bed and she took that to mean he wanted her to straddle his face.
Daisy did so and her husband masturbated furiously as she sat on his face. His tongue probed her pussy while she looked down at him, while she reached down to run her fingers through his hair.
It was while atop her husband's face that Daisy was struck by an unexpected wave of arousal. Something about the position, about the fact that Eric was effectively feeding on her freshly-fucked pussy turned Daisy on. Immensely so, in fact.
Eric came quickly and Daisy asked if she could continue to ride his face until she'd climaxed. He happily offered his tongue and not long after she had her final orgasm of the night courtesy of her husband's tongue and his desire to feel the intimacy he craved by licking her pussy after another man's cock had been inside her.
Derek was the first of Daisy's lovers to cum inside her. He first inquired about doing so after four months of seeing her. She rebuffed his desire at first, but over the course of a few weeks she found herself thinking with great frequency about the pleasure of having unprotected sex with her lover. Daisy broached the subject with Eric and found him far more receptive to the idea than she'd expected.
Daisy was the first to ask about the ritual and whether it would need to change or come to an end. How could Eric experience the intimacy he craved if he was no longer able to press his tongue into her pussy?
He answered her question with silence and she worried that her desire to have unprotected sex with a lover would throw their marriage into disarray.
It turned out, though, that Eric's silence was based in fear. Fear that he would alienate his wife with his desire to put his tongue in her pussy after another man had cum inside her. Fear that the intensity of his desire would make her think less of him.
Eric was right that Daisy would struggle with his desire as she assumed that no straight man would ever find pleasure in consuming another man's cum. It made her think differently of her husband. She couldn't wrap her head around his desire.
Daisy found her way through those feelings, though, and she did so by accepting her husband for who he was. It was unfair to hold him to a standard he couldn't maintain. It was unfair to expect him to be a different kind of man. Eric was who he was. He was a man who couldn't meet his wife's sexual needs, who couldn't really come close. He was a man who found pleasure in humiliating acts that symbolized his inferiority when compared to the men that Daisy had welcomed into her pussy.
It was a few weeks before Daisy actually had unprotected sex with Derek. It was stunningly pleasurable and she lost herself completely in the experience. Eric greeted her at the door when she returned home. She offered a smile and kiss on the cheek before taking his hand and leading him to the bedroom.
He undressed and crawled in their bed, taking his usual position on his back. He turned and watched Daisy undress while stroking his cock. They rarely talked much during the ritual and that particular night was no different. Daisy could tell that her husband's mind was racing. He was turned on, though, as his dick got hard quicker than usual.
Daisy straddled his face without saying a word. Her pussy was messy - some of Derek's cum had leaked into her panties on the drive home - so Eric knew full well what he was getting into. The only words she spoke were to inquire as to his readiness. Eric answered with a nod and Daisy sat on his face.
Her husband moaned as his tongue pushed inside her and probed her pussy. He masturbated furiously, too, and Daisy closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations unfolding between her legs as Eric embraced his sexual inferiority and licked a superior man's cum from her pussy.
Eric's climax seemed especially pleasurable and Daisy rode his tongue to an orgasm of her own, completing their ritual.
Years have passed since Eric first cleaned another man's cum from Daisy's pussy. They still indulge in their ritual each time she's with a lover. Most of the time Eric is cleaning a superior man's cum from her pussy. He always masturbates and he always cums. Nowadays he cleans his own cum, too.
Eric is no longer permitted to have sex with his wife. He was the one to suggest that particular change, though. He knew she found no pleasure in it and despite his enjoyment of her pussy he forfeited the ability to be inside her. Daisy would have been more than happy to occasionally let her husband make love to her, but she welcomed the shift to Eric's cock being pussy free. His tongue still spends a great deal of time inside her.
A few years into the shift in their marriage, Eric requested to watch as his wife had sex with another man. Daisy granted his request, though she forbade him from masturbating as he watched. They indulged in the ritual with her lover Preston watching. Again Daisy's view of her husband shifted, though she understood that she was merely seeing a purer version of Eric.
Several months after Eric watched for the first time, Preston made a suggestion that struck Daisy as an unusual idea.
Preston suggested that Eric act as a fluffer, and when Daisy expressed confusion at the definition of the term Preston explained that he would find it arousing if Eric were made to suck his cock before it entered Daisy's pussy.
Though she was taken aback at first, Preston explained that he found pleasure in the idea of Eric being put in his place, of him being made to humiliate himself.
Daisy communicated her lover's desire to Eric and she could see the arousal in his eyes. He said nothing, of course, but she knew he was into it, so a new ritual was born.
When Eric was permitted to watch he would be made to suck cock. He would be a fluffer. He would offer his mouth as a way of recognizing and embracing his inferiority. He would suck the dick of the man that was going to fuck his wife, he would witness that sex and the incredible orgasms Daisy experienced and then he would get on his face and she would sit on his face and feed him the cum that a superior man had left inside her.
Daisy came to find pleasure in the adjusted ritual, so much so that she demanded it become a permanent fixture of their sex life. When her relationship with Preston ended, Eric was required to find a man that wouldn't mind having his cock sucked by a cuckold husband. It made the job of finding a lover more difficult, but Eric was committed to making his wife happy at all costs.
The ritual is set for now, but it will almost certainly change in the future. That's the beauty of the cuckold and hotwife lifestyle. It's flexible. It allows for all parties involved to pursue their pleasure, to be their true selves.
Eric is a sexually inferior man that sucks cock and eats cum from his wife's pussy.
Daisy is a confident alpha female that wholeheartedly embraces her right - as a hotwife - to have great sex, to deny her husband sex, and to feed the man she loves the cocks and cum of sexually superior men.
They are as happy a couple as you'll ever meet and they will continue to be so because they've embraced a version of marriage that meets both their needs in spectacular fashion.
