Bride's Mile-High Delight (Cuckolded on My Honeymoon 1) by Deana Michaels

Author:Deana Michaels
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-06-08T04:00:00+00:00

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Adam Boxer

My wife's whispered apology brought me out of sleep again. I shifted. My arm fell from the seat. She was missing. I was still half-awake, all the champagne I had drunk fighting to keep me unconscious. The lavatory door at the back of the plane, right behind our seat, opened.

A woman's low, muffled moan drifted through the bulkhead, just audible over the hum of the plane's engine. My wife was in the lavatory with her new lover. The Black man. My dick throbbed in my boxers.

Another moan and loud smacks. Were they kissing? My mind pictured my wife's ivory body pressed against Stefan's ebony frame. A dark, muscular torso crushed against my wife's pale tits as they kissed. Their hands roamed each other's bodies. And that thick, hard cock of Stefan's—far bigger than mine—entered my wife.

I imagined her gasps and moans as she bucked into his thrusts as she savored cuckolding me. My eyes finally opened. Tears stung them. My stomach twisted in fear, shame, and lust. I was so hard even as I was scared my marriage of only a few hours was already destroyed.

Because I was so pathetic.

I unbuckled my seatbelt and stood up. Maybe it wasn't too late for me to stop this. To not be pathetic. The world swam. I steady myself on the seat head before I moved out into the aisle. The plane was dark. Many people were trying to sleep.

More moans came from the lavatory.

I moved to the door and and froze before it. The red, occupied sign above the handle blared at me. Occupied by my wife and her lover. Meredith must be perched on the metal sink, her pale thighs wrapped about Stefan's hips as she was fucked hard.

Sweat beaded my face. I raised my hand to knock and froze.

“Oh, my god, Stefan,” gasped my wife. “Oh, wow. That's...I've never. Oh, yes.”

She was experiencing such joy. Such rapture. I had never heard her moan so loudly during sex. She usually stayed quiet while I pumped atop her, maybe making a few whimpering moans if she came. She sounded so wild, like a completely different person.

“Oh, yes. That's it. I'm going to cum again, Stefan. You're amazing. Oh, yes. Oh, wow. Stefan!”

She had never cried out my name. I bowed my head. My cock was so hard.

“Sir,” the flight attendant said. “you can't stand there. The other lavatory is open. It's not safe wait there.”

“I...” I turned to face the flight attendant as she walked up. It was the same woman that had congratulated Meredith and me on our new marriage. Now my bride was in there, a slut for another man.

“Are you okay?” the flight attendant asked.

A low moan escaped the bathroom. The flight attendant's eyes widened. Then she glanced at the seat where I had sat with my wife and her new lover. She covered her mouth and glanced at the door, her cheeks blushing. My shame increased.

She knew I had been cuckolded.

“Do you want me to...?” She swallowed.

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