A Cuck And Bull Story: A Christmas Special

CHAPTER ONE

MERRY CHRISTMAS. MERRY FUCKING

The Christmas of 2025 is one I will never forget in a hurry; it has to be one of the best Christmases of my life, especially as a married man. It was the day I fully embraced my place in my marriage and accepted my fate as nothing but a cuckold, a slave to my wife’s wanton pleasures.

This was a hard pill to swallow, and my journey to that very point was long and erotic, but that’s a story for another day. For now, I’ll tell you about the fateful day that was the final nail in the coffin for me.

December 25 started for me like everyone else, but unlike everyone else, who probably ran to their trees to check out their presents and new Christmas clothes, or kiss their partners Merry Christmas, it was different for me.

I was bent double by my wife as she fucked me hard in the ass with a strap-on dildo.

“Ahh…” I moaned in pleasure, my dick was hard from my arousal as it swung left and right, in tune with her strokes.

“That’s my bitch!” Leah, my wife, moaned ecstatically as she kept fucking me hard with the dildo. “Take this big fucking dick!”

I felt her hand slap hard into my butt, sending a jolt of pain singing right to my brain. I moaned hard, feeling my ass fill up with the dildo she kept shoving inside me. I clamped my walls tight around it, embracing the pleasures the act was bringing me.

Soon, she grabbed me by the hair and shoved my face down into the bed, causing my ass to shoot upward, giving her even better access to my butthole.

“Who’s a fucking slut?” She screamed as she kept fucking me. “Who’s a fucking slut, you bitch?”

“I am!” I cried as she kept drilling me, over and over again. I bit into the sheets, closing my eyes tight as I embraced the shame and the pleasures rippling through me. “I’m your bitch.”

“That’s right,” she said. “Now, take this dick like the slut that you are.”

She increased the tempo, going even faster. I could feel her full breasts slapping against my back as she kept plowing deep into me, going harder and harder with every thrust.

Eventually, she turned me around, causing me to lie on my back like a woman as I spread my legs wide apart. Because I didn’t have a pussy, I had to lift my lower back a bit higher to give her access to my butt.

“Oh, you fucking slut! You want this dick, don’t you?” She laughed. She was sweating profusely as she held my legs apart and shoved the dick right into me.

I felt a tremor go through my entire body; the pleasure was intense. Leah was ruthless as she kept fucking me. I was dazzled as her breasts kept swinging in my face, they were full, firm, and succulent. I reached out to grab them, but she swatted at my arms as if I was disturbing her. She instead wrapped her hands around my neck and squeezed as she kept fucking me. As her grip tightened more, she increased her pace, going faster and deeper into my ass.

“Fuck…” I moaned, but this time, I didn’t know if I said it out loud or if it was just in my head. All I knew was that I was fading, and it was a good high.

Just as suddenly, she changed positions yet again. This time, she had me over the edge of the bed, slamming hard into my ass. The bed was creaking heavily as her body kept slapping against mine. Then, out of the blue, she reached forward and began to stroke my cock. She was jerking me off while still fucking me hard in the ass.

The pleasure was massive, I couldn’t do anything to stop it.

“Ahh…” I moaned loudly, gripping the sheets hard for balance, but that did nothing to offset the release I was searching desperately for. She pulled me backward, my back was resting against her full breasts, she kept pounding into me while still jerking me off.

And soon enough, my fifth orgasm for the morning was coming. I felt my legs tremble heavily. It was as if it started right from my toes, I was shaking terribly. Sensing my completion, Leah only moved faster, moaning and muttering all sorts of expletives in my ear. That only made the little control I had snap even further.

And all of a sudden, I came hard. Cum spurted out of my dick, it was over her hands as she immediately stopped jerking me off. She kept slamming the dick into me, until with one final stroke, I felt her tremble against me. She then pushed me to the bed.

For the last time, I felt the plastic cock pull out of me, and I fell face-first into the bed, breathing hard. My body was covered with sweat, and I could feel a gaping hole in my ass. The same way I felt after every session with her.

“You bitch,” she muttered gruffly as she struggled to control her breathing. “See how you messed up my hand. Now, suck!”

She stuck her hand out, and I licked my cum off it, every single drop of cum. It wasn’t much, though, so there wasn’t much to lick. This wasn’t because Leah didn’t like cum. Oh, she loved it. She just preferred it when it was from a different breed.

With one final spank on my ass, she finally got off the bed, the dildo hard before her. It was wet, and it made her look like a sexy Amazon. At least that was how I saw her.

Leah was a gorgeous woman, easily one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. She was a redhead, with a character trait that was as fiery as her hair. She had the most angelic face in the world, but no one could guess just how sexually starved she always was.

Leah loved sex. She loved it rough, hard, and she wanted it as many times as she could get it. And sadly for me, I was never able to match her energy.

Which was how we got to this point, with me as her cuck, watching her have sex with other men. Not just men, black men with big fat dicks and a sexual stamina that I would never have endured. But time and again, Leah had shown that she was up to the task.

Now, as she slowly walked around the bedroom, she took off the dildo. I stared at her full breasts, her nipples were hard, which showed that she was still highly aroused, and her bout with me had done nothing to quench it. She had done all the fucking, as the pussy that I was. Now, she needed the fucking to be done to her.

She threw the dildo at me and walked out, “You know what to do. It’s time to get to work.”

I watched her walk away, her big sexy ass swinging as she made her move.

I remained on the bed, staring up at the ceiling as I thought about what was about to happen today. It was going to be the longest day of my life.

CHAPTER TWO

A HOT WIFE’S CRAVINGS

This year’s Christmas was going to be all about Leah and her cravings. I wasn’t going to pretend like I didn’t know that. And she was right, I did know what to do.

I got up from the bed, and when I looked down at it, I felt my heart seize in my chest. I could see ropes of cum all over the sheets; there were splotches where Leah and I had been squirting. We had fucked for well over an hour.

I knew that was nothing compared to how far Leah could really go when it came to sex, but I was glad I had gotten that. Because if not now, it wasn’t going to happen at all. And I couldn’t have that, could I? Least of all on Christmas Day.

Still naked, I pulled off the sheets from the bed, and I also picked up the strap-on dildo so I could clean it up and return it to its proper place. With the stained sheets, I went to the laundry room where I tossed them into the washing machine and picked out new sheets. This one was specially chosen. It was white in color with rose petals drawn all over it.

Leah had insisted on this being used, and I had no choice but to oblige. As I returned to the bedroom, I saw that she was now in the walk-in closet, wearing her yoga pants and a sports bra that could barely contain her breasts. The pants were snug against her form, accentuating them. And her flat tummy didn’t even hide just how sexy she was.

Everything about Leah was always done to show off her beauty. She loved being the center of attention, and because of how beautiful she was, she loved being the object of lust for many. She had a hot body, which was a fact, and many people just wanted to fuck her. Men and women alike. And she loved to show this off at any chance that she got.

So, she wore clothes that complemented her ass, or shirts that showed how full and succulent her breasts were. And just like that, everywhere she went, men were salivating over her. Most times, they couldn’t hide it. Men were always willing to do anything just to get into her pants, but my dear wife was shrewd and cunning, smarter than all of them. She has never fucked anyone she didn’t want to fuck. She was a master at the game of leading a person on, making them believe they had a chance, up until she got what she wanted.

Even then, they kept hoping.

And from this pool of men, she picked her choicest. She had this uncanny ability to sense men who could really match her energy and appetite. And so far, she had never made a bad choice. I didn’t think she was going to start that today. I could see that she had been looking forward to this day since as far back as September, and she had planned how everything would go. And now, as I kept staring at her beautiful figure, I realized that there was no way it could go wrong. Nothing could ever go wrong for my dear wife, Leah.

“You wanna do some yoga?” I asked her as I made the bed with the new sheets.

She nodded, “I have to prepare for what’s coming today. Our guests have a lot of pent-up energy that will be unleashed on me. I have to make sure I can handle it.”

I paused to look at her. She saw me staring and then walked over to me.

“What?”

“It’s just… you’re so damn beautiful.”

“Nah… you just love staring at my ass. Does it irk you that you can’t own it the way a real man should be able to? Does it hurt that you can’t match my energy like a real man?”

I shook my head, “No, but it does make me happy that you’re getting it.”

“You fucking slut…” she smiled seductively at me. She reached forward and grabbed my dick. “You’re a sly one, aren’t you? Just say you want me to fuck you again, no need for these compliments.”

At her words, my hopes soared. Was she going to own me and fuck me one more time this Christmas morning? I beamed excitedly at her.

Then with a chuckle, she stepped away, releasing my already hard dick, “Don’t be silly. I’ve spent enough energy on you. The rest has to go to what’s to come for the rest of today.” She took my face in her hands and stared at me, “Hey, I’m trusting you to handle this, okay?”

I nodded as she put on her headphones and made her way out of the bedroom to begin her yoga session.

At once, I begin to work hard in the bedroom. I finished remaking the bed, and I sprayed fragrances all over. Then, I went to the living room and made sure it was ready for our guests. Next, I went to the kitchen to be sure that everything was in order. One after the other, I went to each room of the house, making sure that it was in top condition in preparation for our guests.

I believe that by now, you already know the dynamics of my relationship with my wife. You know who calls the shots and who actually has the balls in this relationship. It’s not me. I can tell you that for free. It’s all Leah, and I have to say this, I’m only happy that she allows me to partake in her sexcapades. I look forward to every session where I have to watch her fuck some black dude, or when she goes out on the town and comes back to tell me all about it.

I live for those moments. And it’s moments like those that led me to what is going to happen today. Because Leah was going to get her brains fucked out by not one, but three black men with really huge cocks.

Yeah, my wife is a BBC slut. And I’m her happy cuckold.

                                         CHAPTER THREE

                                 MEETING THE BULLS

Eventually, I had succeeded in cleaning up the entire house and making it just right for our guests. The Christmas tree was in the corner of the living room, glowing warmly, signaling the Christmas spirit. The festivities were right in the air, and I could feel the atmosphere charged with what was yet to come.

When I was done, I wore proper clothes and made my way to the gym. It was a small room just beside our garage where our gym equipment was, and where Leah basically wore herself to the bone as she painstakingly maintained her perfect form. She did everything, from pilates to yoga, and the actual workout itself. Nothing was off limits to her.

When I got there, I watched her bent over double, touching her toes as she listened to the teachings pouring out of a YouTube video on her phone. From where I stood, I could see that the yoga pants were snug against her form, cozied up against her ass. And when she bent, I saw the clear imprint of her pussy lips.

She soon stood up and twisted her body to the left, trying to stretch it that way. I felt a stirring in my loins as my cock hardened at the sight of her. Unable to control myself, I stuck my hand into my shorts and began to stroke it. Everything about her was just so arousing.

It didn’t matter that I just had the mother of all orgasms this morning, or that I was about to go bring people to do to her something I couldn’t. All I knew was that seeing her in that position did things to me, and I wanted to fix it.

She turned just then and saw me standing behind her with my dick in my hand like a pervert.

“You fucking perv!” She muttered, just plucked it right out of my head. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing? I’m not putting on a show for you, boy!”

“Uhm…” I muttered as I stuffed my limp dick back into my pants, shame burning up in my face. “I just…”

“No…” she said as she walked up to me. She grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat off her face as she stared at me, her fiery red hair making her even more intimidating. Up close, I could see the clear imprint of her nipples against the soft fabric of her sports bra, and also her bountiful cleavage. “You just can’t help yourself, can you?”

I stepped back a bit, “I’m uh…”

“You fucking pussy…” she rasped as she tossed the towel onto a rack. “You don’t cum unless I tell you, okay?”

“What?” I stared at her in shock, “but today will be…”

“Today is all about me, okay?” She snapped, “Not you, and sure as hell not your tiny dick! It’s all about me, and you’re honored to watch me get my brains fucked out, okay? Now, fucking say it.”