<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/i-took-cuckolds-70022773">Click here</a> to read the first part of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="40230951" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>I booked one of the Luxury Suites at the Hotel Monaco in downtown Denver. I paid. I know some bulls like to make the cuckold pay, but I figured I’d treat the first time. I went with the suite because I wanted the option to kick Jay out of the bedroom while I fucked his wife. I love making a cuckold listen as I make his wife scream in pleasure.</p><p>I texted them the hotel and the room number shortly after I checked in and then waited. They arrived soon after and I welcomed them to the room with a cheerful smile. A dominant man doesn’t have to be cruel or overbearing.</p><p>“Jay, please remove your clothes and leave them by the door,” I instructed.</p><p>He hesitated and I didn’t say anything. I’ve found that there’s usually no need to reinforce an order, especially if it’s not unreasonable. Soon enough, Jay was stripping. I pulled Karen close for a soft, sensual kiss while her husband got naked. I loved that she melted into my arms as our lips met. She was clearly desperate.</p><p>I was pleased to see that Jay’s cock was locked in its cage, where he’d been since it arrived on Thursday. I could see a little bit of precum leaking out, indicating that he was already excited.</p><p>“Did you prepare your wife as I requested?”</p><p>Jay nodded. “Yes. Her pubic hair is shaved just as you desired,” – that’s a half-inch thick strip above her pussy, in case you’re wondering – “and I dressed her in the lingerie set I thought you’d enjoy the most.”</p><p>“Very good,” I said. “Jay, would you mind opening that bottle of champagne?”</p><p>As Jay tended to the champagne bottle that rested in a bucket of ice, I took Karen’s coat off her shoulders and led her to the couch. She looked beautiful in a low cut black dress and I found the sight of her legs in black stockings to be particularly arousing.</p><p>“You’re breathtakingly beautiful tonight, Karen,” I said before pulling her lips to mine for another kiss. She offered herself to me. She sucked on my tongue and her hand moved between my legs to massage my cock, which had already grown stiff. Her desire was intoxicating.</p><p>I heard the cork pop out of the champagne bottle and looked over to see Jay pouring us two glasses. As he brought them over, he looked every bit like the cuckold he was about to become. He was naked, his cock looked suitably small in its cage, and he was even skinnier than I thought without his clothes on.</p><p>I took the champagne glasses from him and handed one to Karen. We shared a sip before I looked over at her husband once more.</p><p>“Jay, I think you’d look better on your knees,” I informed him.</p><p>Karen giggled as her husband dutifully fell to his knees in front of us.</p><p>“Doesn’t he look much better that way?” I asked her.</p><p>“He does,” she said.</p><p>His eyes were locked on us, so I pulled her lips to mine once again and we shared a champagne-flavored kiss that was heavy on tongue.</p><p>“How does it make you feel to watch me kiss your wife, Jay?”</p><p>“I feel horny, jealous, and a little anxious,” he answered.</p><p>“And how does it make you feel, Karen?”</p><p>“It makes me feel like a woman. It makes me feel desired. It makes me wet, too. So wet,” she answered as our eyes locked.</p><p>“Do you want to watch me fuck your wife, Jay?”</p><p>He nodded vigorously. “I do. I really do.”</p><p>“What if she likes it better than when you fuck her?”</p><p>He smiled at his wife and said, “That would make me happier than you know. I love my wife more than anything and I want her to be happy, and I know that having sex with me just isn’t good enough for her. She deserves better.”</p><p>Karen had a broad smile on her face as Jay confessed his inadequacy.</p><p>“Is he right, Karen? Do you deserve better?” I asked her.</p><p>“I do,” she said. “I want someone better. I need someone better.” Her fingers moved up my thigh and grasped my cock through my pants. “I need you.”</p><p>“Does that mean you’re going to be a good girl for me and do as you’re told?” I asked.</p><p>She nodded and continued to play with my cock. It felt exceptionally good. The truth was, I was horny as hell too. I’d spent the whole week toying with the two of them and I desperately wanted to fuck her. I tried my best to contain the overwhelming part of my desire, though.</p><p>“Why don’t you stand up and let your husband undress you, Karen?” I said.</p><p>Karen smiled as she handed me her champagne glass and stood up. Jay hopped to his feet and gently pulled on the zipper of her tight black dress. He slipped the straps off her shoulders and worked the tight material down his wife’s slender body, offering me a view of the simple but exceptionally sexy black lace bra, panty, and garter belt set he’d dressed her in.</p><p>“You did an excellent job choosing the lingerie, Jay. Your wife looks exceptionally beautiful for me.”</p><p>“Thank you,” Jay said as he stood behind his wife and admired her body.</p><p>“Karen, I think your husband deserves a reward for being such a good boy. Why don’t you give him a kiss? A real kiss.”</p><p>Karen smiled and turned to her husband. She moved closer and he took her into his arms before they shared a genuinely beautiful kiss. There seemed to be real passion behind it. Karen wasn’t a woman that had grown to detest her husband because of his sexual inadequacies. She was in love with him. It was beautiful to see (Side note: It’s not fun to play with couples that have fallen out of love).</p><p>“On your knees, Karen,” I said from the couch.</p><p>She dutifully dropped to her knees and looked up at her husband.</p><p>“What do you think of his caged cock?” I asked.</p><p>“I think this is where his cock belongs,” she replied while reaching up to play with his balls.</p><p>“Why don’t you take it in your mouth?” I suggested.</p><p>Karen offered her husband a chastity blowjob, and she did a wonderful job. She looked up at him as she licked and sucked small, soft cock in its metal prison. I saw the mixture of agony and pure delight on his face. It’s one of my favorite things about putting a cuckold in chastity. He loves and hates it at the same time.</p><p>I stood up and walked towards the oral show happening in the hotel room. I positioned myself next to Jay, in part because I wanted him to feel small. I’m taller and quite a bit broader than he is.</p><p>Karen looked up at me and smiled as she licked her husband’s chastised cock. She seemed to be begging me with her eyes.</p><p>“Would you like to suck on a real cock, Karen?” I asked.</p><p>She nodded vigorously.</p><p>“Why don’t you show your husband what it looks like when you have a real man’s cock in your mouth?”</p><p>(Another side note: I’ve found that there’s no better time to use the whole “real man” thing than when a cuckold is naked and locked in chastity. It helps if his wife is all worked up, too.)</p><p>Karen released Jay’s cock and quickly moved to unzip my pants and pull out my cock. I was half hard and she had her lips around me in no time. I’d been waiting all week to feel her mouth and she didn’t disappoint.</p><p>“That’s a good girl,” I said as I reached out and ran my fingers through her soft hair. “Show your husband what it looks like when you worship your bull’s cock.”</p><p>Karen really did worship my cock. I’d been waiting a week, but she’d been waiting nearly a decade to experience someone worthy of her talents. Her lips were sealed tight around my thick shaft as she swallowed as much as she could. She clearly needed practice as she gagged several times and couldn’t even get half of my length in her mouth. It didn’t matter, though. The real pleasure happens at the head of the cock, anyway, and she was exceptionally good.</p><p>“How does it feel to watch, Jay?” I asked as Karen’s mouth moved up and down my shaft.</p><p>“It’s incredible,” he said.</p><p>“Why don’t you get on your knees next to her?”</p><p>Jay looked at me and hesitated for a second. I think he was worried I was going to make him suck my cock (I wasn’t going to. That’s not a first date kind of thing). He didn’t hesitate for long, though. Soon enough he was on his knees and watching from less than a foot away as his wife blew me.</p><p>“Kiss your husband, Karen. Let him taste my cock on your lips and tongue.”</p><p>Karen reluctantly let my cock fall from her lips and kissed Jay. She aggressively pushed her tongue into his mouth and he kissed her with the same desire. They really were an eager cuckold couple.</p><p>“Suck on my balls,” I said.</p><p>Karen lifted my heavy cock and did as I ordered. Her tongue felt wondrous on my balls as she sucked one and then the other. She did it skillfully, too.</p><p>“Kiss him again.”</p><p>It’s hard to tell if a cuckold can actually taste my cock when he kisses his wife after she’s had me in her mouth. That’s why I like to make a hotwife suck my balls and then kiss her husband. I’m certain the taste has to be stronger.</p><p>Karen did as she was told, just like a good submissive. She kissed her husband passionately. She moaned into his mouth and he moaned into hers. </p><p>They both looked up at me as their lips parted. Karen seemed hungry for more and Jay seemed to be drunk on cuckold lust. They were exactly as I wanted them to be.</p><p>“Do you want me to cuckold you, Jay?” I asked.</p><p>“Yes, please cuckold me,” he said.</p><p>I offered my hand to Karen and pulled her to her feet when she took it. I pulled her close, pushed a hand into her panties, and fingered her as we kissed. She was exceptionally wet.</p><p>“Get in the bed,” I said.</p><p>Karen turned and sauntered into the other room. She was putting on a show and her ass looked fantastic with the garters framing it.</p><p>“You too,” I said to Jay. “Take her panties off and prepare her pussy for me.”</p><p>Jay hopped to his feet and scampered into the room after his wife. When I entered, I saw her panties on the floor and his head between her legs. He was eating her pussy just as I’d instructed, and judging by Karen’s moans he was doing a good job.</p><p>I stripped and watched the woman I was about to fuck enjoy her husband’s tongue. They seemed to be genuinely connected, and to be enthralled with the mutually lustful experience they were embarking on with me.</p><p>“That’s good,” I said. “Now get on your knees by the side of the bed.”</p><p>Jay did as he was told as I pulled a condom from the box I’d left on the TV stand. Karen stared at my cock as I approached the bed and when I held out the condom she sat up and took it from me. She tore open the package and slowly rolled it down my cock.</p><p>“What do you want?” I asked her.</p><p>“I want you to fuck me,” she said. “I want you to show my husband how a real man fucks a woman. I want you to make me cum harder than he’s ever made me cum.”</p><p>I smiled and crawled into the bed. Karen laid back and her legs spread open. We kissed as the head of my cock moved over her pussy lips and teased her.</p><p>“Put me inside you while your husband watches,” I said.</p><p>Karen reached between our legs, grabbed my cock, and guided it inside her. Despite her arousal, she was tight as I moved into her body. She wasn’t used to someone of my size.</p><p>“Oh my God. You’re so big,” she said. I think that was at least partly for her husband’s benefit. “It feels so good.”</p><p>When I’d bottomed out inside her I held my cock in place and kissed Karen. She wrapped her legs around me and her hands moved over my broad, muscular back.</p><p>“Please, fuck me,” she whispered.</p><p>I did as the beautiful, lingerie-clad woman beneath me desired. At first, I fucked her slowly. I wanted to make sure the experience was purely pleasurable for her, so my thrusts were slow and deep.</p><p>“Harder,” she said. “Faster.”</p><p>I picked up the pace and Karen moaned louder. The sex was beautiful. Her pussy felt incredible and I got to experience the rush of giving a married woman something she desperately needed but couldn’t get at home.</p><p>As her orgasm approached, I saw a look of complete and total bliss on Karen’s face. She was where I want every hotwife to be. She was lost in lust with my cock buried deep inside her. She was enjoying sex in a way she hadn’t in years, perhaps ever. Some part of her knew that she should have cuckolded her husband years ago.</p><p>“I’m cumming!” she screamed after less than five minutes of beautiful missionary sex.</p><p>She wrapped her legs around me, encouraging me to fuck her as the climax ripped through her body. Afterwards, she kicked her feet out and spread her legs wide open as her chest heaved.</p><p>“That was incredible. It was perfect. You’re incredible. You’re just so incredible,” she said as a giddy smile overtook her face.</p><p>For a few moments it was like Jay wasn’t even in the room, which is what I was going for. As uncomfortable as it might be, I wanted him to experience what it looked like when his wife had great sex. I was quite certain he’d never witnessed it before and there’s no better way to remind a cuckold of his inferiority as a sexual being.</p><p>I pulled out and laid next to Karen. I kissed her softly before looking at Jay and saying, “Lick her pussy, Jay, but be gentle.”</p><p>He climbed between his wife’s legs and did as he was told while I made sure that Karen’s attention was on me. We kissed and I played with her tits while she reached down and stroked my still-hard cock. I wanted him to see that his wife was enamored with me even after her orgasm. I wanted him to feel like he was of no use in that moment, despite the fact that he was between her legs and soothing her pussy with his tongue.</p><p>“I want to make you cum,” Karen said after just a few minutes. “Please, I need to. I need to make you feel good after you made me cum so hard.”</p><p>I smiled and rolled onto my back. Karen took the hint and quickly sat astride me without even waiting for Jay to back away. She took my cock inside her and once again her moans filled the room. Just like that, she was bouncing on my cock.</p><p>“Does she ride your cock like this, Jay?” I asked.</p><p>He shook his head as he watched his wife milk me with her pussy.</p><p>“Do you know why?”</p><p>“Because my cock has never made her cum like you just did,” he answered.</p><p>“That’s right, and that’s why your cock is locked in that little cage and my cock is deep inside your wife.”</p><p>The look on his face was one of cuckold bliss. Jay was in his happy place, even if it came with a bit of anxiety. I was fucking his wife and he was locked in a cage that he wasn’t getting out of.</p><p>Karen worked me hard with her perfect pussy. She alternated between bouncing on my dick and grinding on me with her tight little hole. I played with her perky breasts and we kissed intermittently.</p><p>“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum again,” she said as my orgasm neared.</p><p>I wanted us to cum at the same time so I grabbed her ass and started to fuck my big cock up into her pussy. She cried out in pleasure and urged me to fuck her harder.</p><p>I groaned, she moaned, and we both climaxed at the same time. I filled the condom with a massive load and she collapsed on top of me as her entire body twitched in pleasure for a few seconds.</p><p>“You’re incredible,” she said again.</p><p>“So are you,” I whispered.</p><p>When she climbed off of me, Karen admired the massive load of cum in the condom and then slowly pulled it off. She moved to leave the bed and throw it away, but I stopped her.</p><p>“Give it to your cuckold,” I said. “That’s his job.”</p><p>Karen smiled and passed the cum-filled condom to Jay, who scampered to the bathroom and tossed it in the trash. Karen cuddled up with me and I caressed the soft skin of her back while she rested her head on my chest.</p><p>“Your wife is going to spend the night with me,” I informed Jay when he returned from the bathroom. “The couch is a pull out. You can sleep there.”</p><p>“Bye honey,” Karen said as she caressed my chest.</p><p>Jay looked at us for a few seconds – it was like he was taking a mental picture – and then departed for the other room. I kissed Karen as we listened to creaking metal of the pull out couch. There was something delightful about knowing that his wife was going to sleep in my arms and he was going to sleep on an uncomfortable hotel pull out couch.</p><p>We didn’t bother showering. Karen just stripped out of her lingerie and climbed into bed with me. We slept naked and in each other’s arms.</p><p>It won’t surprise you to know that we fucked in the middle of the night. It was a little after 3 a.m. when I woke up with an erection. I kissed my way down Karen’s body, waking her up and getting her wet in the process. I was wrapped in latex and inside her before long, and I’m certain that at some point Jay woke up and listened to us fucking from his place on the couch. Like a good boy, he didn’t come into the bedroom because he hadn’t been invited.</p><p>We fucked again the next morning, too, though not until after enjoying breakfast in bed served by the cuckold. He got to watch that one, and I let him lick his wife to another orgasm before they got dressed and left.</p><p>It was a beautiful start to what ended up being a long, fruitful relationship. Until next time.</p>