Becca Bellamy
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You Might as Well Masturbate to Them
🕑 Added 2025-08-31 04:28:04 +0000 UTC“Of course we’ll still have sex, honey.”
Do you remember those words? Do you remember how your wife reassured you that you’d still get to have sex with her after she took a lover? Do you remember how she seemed so genuine about it?
She meant it at the time. She really did. The truth is, you’d been her only sexual partner for so long that she’d forgotten just how pleasurable great sex can be. It wasn’t until he slid his big cock into her wet, waiting, eager pussy that your wife remembered just how good sex could be.
Do you remember the first time? Do you remember the look on her face when he slid inside her? Do you remember how it started out as a look of surprise, like her mind couldn’t quite process the idea that a cock could feel so good inside her? Do you remember how it quickly turned to pure lust?
Surely you remember that smile. It happened as he began to truly fuck her. He’d given your wife a little time to get used to his size and then he started to pound her. He started to give her what she needed, what she’d been missing. That’s when the smile happened. You knew what it meant the moment you saw it. You knew it was a surefire sign that your marriage had just changed. You knew she hadn’t smiled like that with you in a long, long time. You knew she was experiencing something she hadn’t experienced in years.
You know what it was? Great sex. That’s what she was experiencing. She was having great sex with another man.
It was the orgasm that really sealed it, though. The sex was great, but the climax was better. The climax was body-shaking. It was mind-bending. It was pleasurable in a way she hadn’t experienced in a long, long time.
You remember it, right? You remember the way she wrapped her legs around him. You remember the way she closed her eyes and arched her back. You remember the way she screamed. You remember it all. Of course you do. It’s burned into your brain. The moment she climaxed is truly the moment your marriage changed. That’s when she discovered just how underwhelming you were as a lover.
Do you remember the next day? Do you remember when she led you into the bedroom, stripped you naked, and welcomed you between her legs? Do you remember how she told you to fuck her?
She was making good on her promise. At that point she still wanted to fuck you. She wanted to feel your cock inside her. She wanted to give her husband what he needed.
Do you remember the look of surprise? This time it was for a different reason. This time she was surprised at how little she enjoyed having your cock inside her. It wasn’t like with her lover. She was surprised at how good he made her feel. With you, she was surprised at how little she felt.
Do you remember how that look of surprise transitioned to disappointment and then boredom? She tried to hide it. She wanted to be a good wife. She wanted to give you what you needed. You’d been the one to suggest she fuck another man, after all. You were, at least in part, responsible for the great orgasm she’d had the day before.
She couldn’t hide her disappointment, though. She couldn’t keep it off her face. She couldn’t put on a good enough show to convince you. You’d seen her with him. You’d seen what genuine pleasure looked like on your wife’s face. You knew she was faking it with you. You knew she wasn’t into it. She didn’t give you her body like she did with him. She didn’t wrap her legs around you. Even her moans didn’t feel genuine.
Do you remember that sinking feeling? Do you remember knowing, in that moment, that you’d never be able to provide her with satisfying sex?
You must remember it. You must remember pulling out and sitting back on your knees. You must remember that look on your wife’s face. She felt sympathy for you. There was no need for either of you to say anything. You both knew the truth. She’d fucked someone else and he’d opened her eyes to what great sex was supposed to feel like. Everything had changed.
Do you remember how she sat up and wrapped her fingers around your cock? Do you remember how she kissed you as she jerked you off?
Do you remember what she said? Do you remember what she said that made you cum?
“I’m sorry, honey. My pussy just doesn’t want your cock anymore.”
Do you remember your orgasm? Do you remember how good it felt? Do you remember how you shot your cum all over her hands, breasts, and stomach? Do you remember that big smile on your wife’s face?
That was really the moment that changed everything, wasn’t it? That was the moment that you both realized that cuckolding was the right choice for your marriage. She’d had a far better orgasm with him and you’d had a far better orgasm with her hand.
Now have fun watching her fuck him. Have fun watching her cum on his cock. Have fun stroking as your wife gets what she needs from another man.
