The First Cuckolding

My husband and I were on a holiday to celebrate our 10th wedding anniversary. We’d gone all out. It was meant to be the trip of a lifetime so we had flown first class to Jamaica. It had been three days and so far the holiday had been magical. Beautiful beaches, stunning scenery and amazing food.

We were back in the hotel after lunch.

Callum was in the bath and I just flicked on the screen on his phone to see how much battery he had left. There was a Snapchat message. I didn’t even know he had Snapchat! And who was sending him pics while we were on our anniversary holiday? I unlocked the phone and looked at it. It was an extremely graphic picture of a huge black cock behind a girl on all fours. The text banner read, “This is how I like to get fucked! A real man with a big, black cock.” I didn’t know what the fuck that meant, but I was so angry I could barely breathe! I immediately went looking for his browser history. I never went into his phone for anything so he could have been doing anything on there. I know he looks at porn, but this is our anniversary and this has been sent to him specifically. In the browser history was more of the same. I saw a web search for ‘BBC Cuckold’. I clicked one of the first links and it brought up a question, “Which app do you want to use to open Tumblr links?” and it said there was a tumblr app installed. I clicked that. I’d never heard of tumblr and thought it was just a kind of browser on his phone. The app opened and showed me the link. It was an animated picture of a white guy on his back with a girl on all fours over his face getting penetrated by the biggest black man’s cock I had ever seen. The caption said,

“When he cums, be a good hubby and clean it out of my pussy, would you?”

Un-fucking-believable!!

I could see that this app had logged in automatically. I looked to see if there was a history function to see what that little perv had been looking at and quickly found the ‘likes’ section. He had over 3000 favourites and as I started to scroll through, the theme was all very similar. Loads of pics and gifs of submissive white guys watching their women having sex with Black men with huge cocks. The couple of drinks from lunch were in my head and I just lost it. I stormed out of the room without so much as a “Fuck You!”

I ended up at the bar next to the hotel. Tears had begun to stream down my face. I wiped them off and ordered a Tequila shot. Almost before he’d finished pouring it I downed it looked at the barman. “Again!” and put the glass back down for him.

He must have seen something on my face as he said, “I’ll leave it here. Let me know when you’re done.” He walked back to the other end of the bar. I must have had four or five of those when my mind snapped back to thinking about what the fuck I was going to do. On the face of it, he’d just been looking at porn.