We were at breakfast and Jen was telling me about her night with Martin; she was squeezing his arm as she told me.

“Trevor, sex was amazing last night, it was the best sex I have ever had; Martin is incredible in bed!”

I smiled, “I’m happy that you had a good time, babe.”

“Oh God, I did, we did! Sex with Martin last night was out of this world,” Jen smiled.

Martin quickly replied, “You were pretty amazing as well, babe!”

Jen leaned over and kissed him firmly on his lips and my cock was growing.

Martin went to go to the restroom and as he got out of his chair, he moved to stand behind Jen. He moved his hands along her shoulders and down to her breasts and he gently squeezed them as he bent forward to kiss her and she groaned with pleasure.

While he was in the bathroom, Jen gave me a few details about her night of sex with her black lover.

“Trevor, his tongue licked me everywhere and he teased my clit for over thirty minutes with his tongue before he licked me out,” Jen trembled. “He is as good with his tongue as he is with his huge cock!”

I smiled and asked her to tell me more.

“He has so much cum as well,” Jen went on, “I had to swallow twice before he had finished shooting in my mouth and he never goes limp, his cock is always semi-hard, even after he shoots his load.”

“So, you swallowed his cum?” I asked.

“Yes, three times.”

“And he fucked you bareback, no condom?”

“Yes he did, and he came inside me at least four times last night and this morning. It was amazing!”

“I’m happy for you, babe and I can’t wait to get you into bed tonight!” I smiled.

“Actually, you won't, Trevor,” Jen squeezed my hand, “I want Martin and he is on vacation for the next two weeks.”

I was stunned! “You want Martin? You want him to come on our honeymoon with us?”

“Yes, babe, he is amazing in bed and I want as much of him as I can get. Is that okay?”

I was shocked to hear this from my new wife but at the same time, I was shaking with excitement.

I still had the image of her sucking his cock last night in my head and deep down, I wanted more.

“Of course I don’t mind, Jen. I agreed to the cuckold marriage and I want what you want.”

Jen squeezed my hand hard, “And you don’t mind that we won’t have sex on our honeymoon. You don’t mind that I only have sex with Martin?”

“Of course I don’t mind!” I shouted and leaned to kiss her.

“It will be Martin's and my honeymoon,” Jen smiled.

Martin returned and Jen told him that she had told me about him coming on honeymoon with us and he smiled.

“She is my bride,” Martin smiled and I agreed.

“You know that being in a cuck marriage doesn’t just mean that she can fuck whoever she likes,” Martin said softly, “it also means that you experience a lot of humiliation and denial.”

“I know,” I replied.

“Tonight, you will get both, humiliation and denial,” Martin said in a dominant tone.

“I can’t wait!” I shouted.

We ate breakfast and Jen went to the bathroom again, this gave me some time to talk to Martin.

“So, what’s her body like?” I asked.

“Man, it is beautiful,” Martin replied, “Her tits are just the right size and her nipples are perfect and so sensitive. She climaxes whenever my lips or tongue touch them.”

My cock was getting very hard as he went on.

“Her ass is fantastic, but you saw that last night. Her pussy is gorgeous! Her clit is so sensitive and her labia are perfect; her pussy is amazing!”

“Does she have pubic hairs?” I asked. It felt strange asking a stranger about my wife’s body, strange and exciting.

“Ye,s she has pubic hairs; nicely trimmed and they stop at her clit so her clit is clearly visible and not hidden by her hair.”

“Wow,” I stuttered.

“But I like a shaved pussy so she will probably be shaving it soon.”

“Not before I see it though?” I asked.

“She will be shaving it on Wednesday, so you won’t see her pussy before it’s shaved,” Martin smiled, “But don’t worry, we will include you in a lot of things.”

I felt a little better after he said that.

“But you won’t be seeing or touching her naked body, she is my bride.”

“Okay,” I replied, “I understand.”

Jen returned and we finished breakfast before checking out of the hotel. Jen came with me in our rental car and Martin followed in his car. Our cottage was only ten minutes from the hotel but it did give me a short time to talk with Jen.

“He tells me that he wants you to shave your hairs,” I said.

“Yes, he does.”

“Will you?”

“Yes, Trevor, I will. I will do anything that he wants.”

“But I would love to see your pussy before you shave it.”

“I’m sorry, babe, but I am Martin’s bride and he wants me all for himself. You do understand, don’t you?”

“Yes I do and I will wait if it makes you happy.”

Jen smiled and told me that she loved me. We arrived at the cottage and it was just as the brochure had described; three bedrooms and the master suite was huge with a door that opened to the heated pool.

“Which bedroom are you taking, babe?” Jen asked me and I chose a bedroom that was opposite their master suite.

We spent the day exploring the cottage and the nearby town before they showered in their master bedroom and we went into town to eat dinner. Jen looked sensational in a short white cotton dress that flared out from the waist.

We got back to the cottage around ten thirty and Jen opened a bottle of wine before sitting next to her black lover on the couch. Immediately, his hand caressed her knees and they kissed passionately in front of me.

We spent the next hour drinking wine and chatting. Martin kept teasing me about Jen being his bride.

“I bet you never imagined that she would be your bride for just six hours,” Martin teased.

Jen kissed him.

“Then she would become my bride,” Martin smiled.

“I never imagined it,” I replied.

“Are you happy that you are now mine?” Martin asked Jen.

“Yes, I am! Very happy about it,” Jen shouted.

“And are you happy that she’s mine?” Martin asked me.

Strangely, this teasing was making my cock swell!

“Yes, I am,” I smiled, realizing that this was the humiliation side of being a cuck husband.

Martin had his hand on her breast and he kissed her deeply before standing up and telling her that it was time for sex. Jen smiled and he took her hand to pull her to her feet.

“Come with us to our bedroom,” Martin ordered me and I wasted no time in jumping up.

My heart was pumping as crazy thoughts rushed through my mind. 'Is he going to let me watch them make love? Am I going to finally see her naked body?' My mind was going crazy as I followed them to their bedroom.

Martin positioned Jen at the foot of the bed and kissed her deeply.

“Trevor, come here and remove her dress.”

I hurried to Jen and gently kissed her as I reached around her back and slowly started to unzip her dress. My hands were shaking as I eased her zipper down and I looked at Martin. He was stripping his clothes off and by the time that I had eased Jen’s dress from her shoulders, he was naked!

Her dress fell to the floor and I stood with my mouth open as I ran my eyes over her lingerie-clad body. Martin moved me and took my place in front of her before he gently sat her on the foot of the bed. Immediately, Jen took his cock in her hand and moved her mouth to it; her lips and tongue were enjoying his black meat.

“God, I love you, my bride,” Martin said in a soft voice.

Jen pulled his thick cock from her mouth and looked up at him, “I love you too, babe.”

Martin looked at me, “Are you ready for the humiliation?”

I smiled.

“Get naked!” Martin ordered.

I was in heaven, Jen was finally going to see my cock and erection! I quickly pulled my tee shirt and shorts off and I was naked! Martin ordered me to stand next to him.

“See what I rescued you from, Jen?” Martin teased and Jen smiled as she looked at my erection.

“Look at that tiny white cock,” Martin teased again, “If I hadn’t taken you, you would have that tiny thing inside you instead of my monster.”

I must admit that my erection was tiny compared to Martin’s and I was enjoying this humiliation. He pulled her hand away from his cock and told me to get my cell phone. I walked into the living room, pulling my cock as I walked.

“Yes,” I thought, “she has seen my naked ass as well.”

I returned to the bedroom with my phone in my hand.

“I am going to let you take some pictures of my bride,” Martin smiled.

My heart was racing!

“Really?” I stuttered.

“Yes, really.”

My hands were shaking as I snapped away at Jen. Firstly, sitting on the bed. I got some great shots of her sexy bra then she stood up and I took some of her bra and tiny thong before Martin pulled her to his face and kissed her. I got some great pictures of her thong-clad ass and even some of Martin’s hands caressing it. My cock was ready to explode.

Martin got her to sit on the edge of the bed and he called me to stand next to him. I did as I was told and Martin told Jen to hold and kiss the cock that she wanted. She looked up at my face and softly said, “Sorry, Trev.”

She took his huge cock in her hand and pulled her face to it; she kissed the entire length of his monster before giving the tip of it a huge wet, tongue licking kiss. I stood there and watched. I was dying for her to do that to me but I knew that this was all part of the humiliation and denial with our cuckold marriage.

Martin didn’t seem to mind me taking a few pictures of Jen kissing his huge black cock and moments later he pulled her lips from it and looked at me.

“Okay, Trevor, which cock do you want her to have?” Martin asked me.

I hesitated for a moment before answering, “Yours.”

Martin smiled, “That’s the right answer; now answer why you want her to have my cock?”

I thought for a moment, “It’s a lot bigger than mine and she enjoys your cock.”

“And?” Martin asked, “who does she belong to?”

“Oh yes, and because she is your bride and she should have your cock,” I mumbled.

“That’s right, she is my bride and don’t you ever forget it,” Martin said in a stern voice.

“I won't,” I smiled.

“You want her to have my cock, then you have to show me as well,” Martin smiled.

“Show you, how?” I asked.

Martin smiled, “The same way that she did!”

“Huh?”

“Get on your knees and do what she did to show me that you want her to have my cock,” Martin ordered.

I was stunned but excited.

“I have to kiss your cock?”

“Yes, like she did, exactly like she did!” Martin ordered again.

Jen took my phone from my hand and began taking pictures as I dropped to my knees in front of Martin’s monster cock.

My heart was beating out of my chest as I slowly took hold of his tool. This was the first time that I had ever touched another guys cock let alone kiss one! Slowly I moved my closed lips closer and finally, our skin touched and I felt a blob of cum shoot from my own tiny cock.

“Kiss it like she did or you will be sucking it!” Martin shouted.

I puckered my lips and started kissing the length of his tool; up and down I went and strangely, it was quite exciting.

I got to the end of it and I could taste his pre-cum as my lips kissed the end of it.

“She used her tongue on the end,” Martin reminded me, “Do exactly as my bride did.”

I opened my mouth a little and pushed out my tongue and I gave his cock a long, tongue licking kiss while Jen snapped the pictures.

“Good boy!” Martin said as I let his cock fall from my hand and lips. I stood up and Jen handed me the phone back.

Martin climbed onto the bed behind Jen and he moved his hands to her breasts, he pushed his hands down the front of her bra and I took a few pictures before he told Jen to pull her bra straps down. She did as he asked and he continued by telling her to unclip her bra; again she did as ordered and her breasts were now only covered by his strong big hands.

I was shaking as I snapped away and prayed that he would release her breasts so that I could get a view of them but he didn’t, he kept her tits firmly covered with his hands.

He then told me to turn around and face away from them which I did. I heard a lot of movement and about two minutes later I was told to turn back around.

She was standing completely naked; her hands were covering her breasts and his hand was covering her pussy but she was naked and as soon as I saw her like that I shot my load!

He laughed as my cum shot from my tiny cock and I took a few pictures of her like that before he told me to go to my room and leave him alone with his bride.

As I was going out of their bedroom, Martin told me to bring them a cup of coffee in the morning and I agreed.

“Before you leave,” Martin shouted, “Who does she belong to?”

“You,” I replied.

“That’s right,” Martin smiled, “She is my bride, remember that.”

“Yes, she is your bride.”

I went to my room and started jerking myself off again but found it difficult to get another erection that quickly so I tried to sleep. It was about thirty minutes later when I got a call from Jen.

“Martin wants you to come back,” Jen’s soft sexy voice said, “bring a pair of your socks with you.”

I quickly grabbed a pair of my socks and ran across the hallway to their bedroom. I knocked and waited to be ordered in and a couple of minutes later I was in the bedroom. They were under the covers and he was obviously still fucking her as he was on top of her and the bed was shaking.

“Turn around and tie the socks together and tie them around your eyes like a blindfold,” Martin shouted.

I did as I was told and I was standing with my back towards them, blindfolded and listening to them make love.

“You want to taste my bride?” Martin asked.

“Oh yes please!” I shouted.

“Wait there,” Martin shouted and minutes later he screamed that he was about to cum. It took him almost four minutes to finish filling Jen’s pussy with his love juice but finally, he had completed his task.

I heard more movement and a couple of minutes later I felt Martin’s hands on my blindfold, he was checking to make sure that I could not see anything.

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my now erect cock and he led me by my tool to the bed.

“Kneel down and clean our cum from my bride,” Martin ordered.

My heart was racing again as I imagined Jen laying naked on the bed with her legs apart. I knelt down and he put my right hand on her left knee and my left hand on her right knee.

“Your hands go no further up her legs,” Martin ordered.

He guided my face to her pussy and ordered me to lick. My tongue got closer to Jen’s pussy and I could smell her sex and my tongue finally found some flesh. I could feel her short pubic hairs rub against my eager tongue before I found what was obviously her labia lips. I was in heaven as my tongue explored Jens most private parts.

Within a minute my tongue was sliding inside her dripping pussy and I found myself eating their cum.

It was salty, warm and sticky and there was a lot of it; I was eating a black guy's cum from my wife’s pussy and I was enjoying it. I must have been cleaning her out for about twenty minutes and all I could hear was Martin telling her to suck harder so I knew that she was sucking him off again.

A further five minutes passed by before Martin shouted that he was about to cum again and Jen stunned me by shouting out, “Let the cuck take this load!”

“Okay, babe,” Martin shouted. “Stop cleaning my bride and pull your head away from her pussy,” Martin ordered.

My mouth left her pussy and I pulled my head away. I felt a hand on my head and it guided me to a position that would make it easy for him.

“Now open wide and poke your tongue out,” Martin ordered.

“I have to drink your cum?” I asked.

“Yes, my bride wants to see you drink me.”

Don’t ask me why but I opened my mouth and pushed out my tongue.

“I will tell you when my bride is covered up and you can remove the blindfold,” Martin shouted. “I want you to see it shoot.”

Moments later, I was ordered to remove my makeshift blindfold and my first view was of his huge erect cock, just inches from my face. He was pumping it fast and I knew that he would shoot any minute now. Sure enough, thirty seconds later I felt a large glob of cum hit my nose.

“Open wider,” Martin shouted. “You are wasting it.”

I opened my mouth wide and he pushed his cock in. I felt his cum hit the back of my throat and I almost gagged. He kept on shooting and shooting and I had to swallow while he was still filling my mouth with his salty mixture. Finally, after about three minutes the flow of cum had subsided and he had finished.

“Use your tongue and lick every drop,” Martin ordered and I obliged. I noticed that Jen was snapping away with the camera as I cleaned her lover's cock.

“That’s a good cuckold husband,” Jen smiled as I licked my lips. She was wrapped in the sheet and looked so fucking sexy.

“I got some good pictures of you sucking my husband’s cock,” Jen said softly.

That was the first time that she had referred to Martin as her husband and it excited me.

“I’m your husband,” I replied softly, still tasting Martin’s juice in my mouth.

“Martin is my husband, you are my cuckold husband,” Jen replied, “I was only your bride for six hours, I am Martin’s bride!”

“Tell me whose bride she is?” Martin shouted.

“She is your bride, you are her husband and I am the cuckold husband,” I replied.

“That’s right, “Jen smiled, “And don’t you ever forget that.”

“I won’t,” I smiled.

“Did you enjoy tasting my bride?” Martin asked, “And drinking my cum?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Good because you will be doing a lot of that,” Jen shouted.

“Yes, you will!” Martin affirmed, “Now leave us, I want to enjoy her naked body some more.”

I got up and kissed Jen goodnight and went to the door.

“By the way,” Martin shouted as he was getting back into bed, “You stay naked until either of us tells you to get dressed, understand.”

“I stay naked all the time?” I asked.

“Yes! Naked until we tell you to dress!” Martin shouted.

“Okay.”

I went to my room and worked myself off before falling to sleep.

Next part coming soon.