<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/i-took-cuckolds-70022773">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="53594024" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>As I pulled into Karen and Jay’s driveway I felt my cock come alive. I stepped out of the car and watched the front door open.</p><p>Karen stepped out of the house in a short blue and white sundress matched with a pair of strappy white high heels. She spun around to blow a kiss to her husband – Jay was standing just inside the house – and turned to me with a giddy smile on her face.</p><p>She ran towards me and threw herself into my arms. We kissed as my hands drifted down her back and lifted the bottom of her dress to play with her perfect ass just a little. I knew her husband was watching and I wanted to give him a show.</p><p>It was all enough to give me a full-on erection, so I figured I might as well put it to use. We got in the car and I moved my seat back just a little and told Karen I wasn’t leaving until she had my cock in her mouth.</p><p>She smiled and immediately reached over to unzip my pants and pull out my dick. She had her lips around me in an instant.</p><p>“Good girl,” I said as I reached down and held my hand on the back of her head. I knew Jay was still watching. Of course he was watching. He was probably rock hard. His wife was sucking someone else’s cock and doing it in a semi-public way.</p><p>I started the car, put it in reverse, and waved towards the house before pulling out and heading on our way. Karen kept her mouth on my cock for the entire drive, as was expected of her. The only sounds in the car were the hum of the engine and her cocksucking, which made for the most pleasant drive imaginable.</p><p>I was taking Karen on our first “date.” We were going mini golfing, which was little more than a way to ensure we got to spend as much time as possible touching each other.</p><p>I needed a little time to go soft once I pulled into the parking lot, so I figured it would be a perfect time to have a little fun with Karen and her cuckold.</p><p>“Take your panties off,” I said as I pulled into a space and put the car in park. “You won’t be needing them today.”</p><p>Karen smiled and swiftly yanked off her panties.</p><p>“I’ll take them,” I said.</p><p>She handed over the pair of white lace underwear and I slipped them into my pocket. I reached over and gently probed Karen’s pussy with my fingers. She was soaked, just as I’d hoped she’d be.</p><p>“You’re awfully wet, Karen,” I said.</p><p>“I know,” she said.</p><p>“Why is that?” I asked.</p><p>She closed her eyes and moaned as I rubbed her clit. She didn’t seem to mind that we were playing in a public parking lot.</p><p>“Because sucking your cock turns me on,” Karen said as she looked over at me. “It makes me so fucking wet.”</p><p>That’s the kind of answer every man wants to hear, but I found it especially pleasing because it meant that I was having the desired effect on Karen. Cuckold play works best when the hotwife is deeply, almost overwhelmingly into the man she’s fucking outside of her marriage. The fact that Karen found giving me head arousing was solid proof that we were on the right track.</p><p>“I want you to take a picture of your pussy,” I said. “Send it to your husband. Show him how wet it makes you to suck my cock.”</p><p>Karen smiled and reached into the little handbag she’d brought with her to pull out her phone. She lined up a pussy selfie and took a pic that showed off the wetness dripping from her.</p><p>I watched Karen’s face as she typed out a text and there was obvious delight. I took it to mean she was sending something that fell on the naughty side.</p><p>She showed me her phone after sending it. The text read: “This is his pussy now.”</p><p>I was seriously tempted to fuck Karen right then and there. It wasn’t just that she was enamored with me. I felt the same way. She was a beautiful, vivacious, sexy woman that had clearly been denied the pleasure she needed in her marriage and I was getting to experience all the benefits of being the one to give her that.</p><p>Instead of fucking her I leaned over and we shared a long, deep kiss as my fingers probed her pussy. She was wet enough that a deliciously sloppy sound soon filled the car as I penetrated her.</p><p>I could tell she was going to orgasm, so I brought her right to the edge and then pulled my fingers out.</p><p>She reached between her legs to finish herself and I grabbed her hand. “No,” I said. “You don’t get to cum until I say you can cum.”</p><p>“Please,” she begged. “Please let me cum. Please.”</p><p>I loved that desperation. I wanted more of it. There was no way I was going to let her cum until I was good and ready.</p><p>“No,” I said.</p><p>I kissed her again and got out of the car. Karen’s frustration was short-lived as she joined me and we held hands as we walked towards the young cashier with the deeply bored look on his face and paid for two rounds. He handed us two balls and a couple of putters and we were on our way.</p><p>Mini golf is perfect for a date because it allows for the kind of touching that ends up inspiring desire. There’s no need to actually teach someone how to putt, but it was still fun to move behind Karen, press my crotch into her ass, and run my hands down her arms before acting like I was teaching her how far to pull back the putter and how to swing it through at just the right speed. It let Karen grind her ass into my cock while we were on the third hole as she asked me to demonstrate the proper stroke again. </p><p>The course was mostly empty, so we found a way to fool around a little bit at every hole. We never did anything that would get us kicked out if we were spotted on the security cameras, but we came awfully close.</p><p>By the time we made our way back to the car I’d reached a place of intense desire. It was the kind of desire that comes from being in a state of low level arousal for hours, as I’d gone from getting head in the car to fooling around with a beautiful girl in a sundress on a mini golf course for the duration of our round.</p><p>“Give me your phone,” I said once we were in the car.</p><p>Karen pulled it out, entered her passcode, and handed it to me. I pulled up the camera app and pointed to my crotch. She took the hint and moments later had my dick in her mouth.</p><p>I recorded a video of her head bobbing up and down in my lap. There was no way to identify her since it was just the back of her head, which made it perfect to send to her husband. The sound of sloppy sucking was what really made it work, too.</p><p>“That’s it,” I said as my hand moved to the back of her head. “Worship my cock. Show your husband what you’re willing to do for a man that can actually make you cum.”</p><p>Karen moaned around my dick as I kept filming. She sucked me deeper and harder. It got a little sloppier as she gagged a few times. She kept at it, though.</p><p>I stopped the recording and gently pulled Karen’s mouth from my cock. We shared a sloppy wet kiss as she stroked me. I loved how determined she was to make me feel good.</p><p>“What do you want?” I asked.</p><p>“I want you to fuck me,” she answered. “I need you to fuck me. Please. I can’t go any longer without having your cock inside me.”</p><p>I handed Karen’s phone back to her and said, “Send the video to your husband. Let him know that we’re coming back to your house. Tell him to leave a condom on the coffee table. Tell him he’s not to be seen or heard and that if he makes himself known I won’t be fucking you today.”</p><p>I started the car and drove towards Karen’s house as she frantically texted her husband. I wanted Jay to watch the video of his wife sucking my cock to get him to a place of insane desire. I wanted him horny as hell so denying him the pleasure of watching me fuck his wife would be even more painful for the cuckold.</p><p>It was a test, too. I wanted to know how committed Jay was to being a cuckold. I wanted to see if he was willing to put his wife’s needs above his own.</p><p>I’m not sure where he was, but he was nowhere to be found when we entered the house. The condom was on the coffee table as I’d requested.</p><p>Karen dropped to her knees in the living room without prompting. She pulled out my cock and took me in her mouth, and like a good slut she maintained eye contact while blowing me. There’s a sense of power that comes from a woman giving head like that and I’ve always found it hugely arousing, which is why I love playing the part of a dominant bull to a submissive, needy wife.</p><p>“Put the condom on my cock,” I said.</p><p>Karen tore open the wrapper and rolled it down my big dick before I offered her my hand and helped her up. I sat on the couch and said, “Ride me.”</p><p>The look of glee on her face when I uttered those two words was absolutely perfect. It was exactly what I love to see in a hotwife. It was like I’d made all her dreams come true.</p><p>Karen lifted the hem of her sexy little dress, straddled me, and took my cock inside her. I slipped the straps of the dress off her shoulders and squeezed her breasts as she threw her head back and moaned while I filled her.</p><p>“Is that what you were looking for?” I asked as I pulled on her nipples hard enough to make Karen wince.</p><p>“Yes,” she said. “It’s what I’ve needed all day. Fuck, it’s what I’ve needed all week.”</p><p>“Take it,” I said. “Use my cock to make yourself cum. Do it.”</p><p>Karen pressed a hand into my chest and began to move back and forth on my cock. She closed her eyes, leaned back, and used me for her pleasure as I roughly played with her tits.</p><p>As her moans got louder, her hips moved faster. If Jay was in the house then he absolutely heard his wife getting fucked. He heard her experiencing the kind of pleasure he couldn’t deliver.</p><p>“I’m cumming!” Karen screamed as an orgasm finally overtook her body. “Fuck!”</p><p>She collapsed onto my as I felt her thighs and ass trembling from the intense pleasure of her release. I ran my hands up her back and into her hair and held her tight. I kissed her neck and she moaned quietly. It was a beautiful moment, to be honest. It was like we’d formed a deeper bond through her experiencing such an intense orgasm.</p><p>Karen pressed her lips against mine and we enjoyed a long, soft kiss before she said, “Thank you. I can’t even explain how good that felt.”</p><p>We shared a brief, beautiful moment of connection as she stared into my eyes. I saw her gratitude. I saw her deep satisfaction. I saw that she genuinely wasn’t getting what she needed from her husband and that I had provided it.</p><p>“Jay,” I said. “Get out here.”</p><p>Jay emerged from wherever he’d been hiding and stepped into the living room with an obvious erection in his pants.</p><p>“Get naked, Jay,” I demanded.</p><p>He seemed a little shy, but Jay stripped as Karen and I watched. When his cock popped free of his pants I looked at Karen and said, “Aren’t you glad you don’t have to fuck that thing anymore?”</p><p>Karen laughed and kissed me as she rocked back and forth on my cock. She let loose a moan before saying, “Yes I am.”</p><p>“You hear that, Jay?” I said as I looked at him and his unimpressive cock. “Your wife is happy she doesn’t have to deal with your little dick anymore. How does that make you feel?”</p><p>“Good,” Jay answered. “It makes me feel good. I just want Karen to be satisfied.”</p><p>“If that’s true, why don’t you get on your knees and eat your wife’s ass while she rides my cock,” I said.</p><p>Jay looked at his wife, but Karen said nothing. Instead, she turned to me and we shared a kiss as she began to bounce on my dick in earnest.</p><p>“Do it, Jay,” I said. “Get down there and eat her ass. I don’t give a damn if you’re nervous about touching my cock. Get over it. You’re a cuckold now. You do as you’re told and you don’t complain about it. Do you understand?”</p><p>I looked over at Jay as his wife milked my cock with her cunt. Karen moaned as she rode me harder.</p><p>Jay hung his head and walked over, just as I knew he would. He’s a cuckold. Of course he did. Of course he was happy to get on his knees and do as he was told. Of course he wanted to be close while my big cock filled his wife’s pussy.</p><p>When Karen squealed with delight I knew Jay was doing his job. He was eating his wife’s ass while I fucked her, or while she fucked herself with my cock.</p><p>“Does that feel good?” I asked.</p><p>Karen nodded as she let loose another deeply sensual moan.</p><p>“You’re making your wife feel good, Jay. You’re being a good little cuckold bitch,” I said.</p><p>I reached up and played with Karen’s perky tits as she closed her eyes and threw her head back. She rode me harder and faster and her breathing got heavier. She was getting close to another orgasm.</p><p>“Does it feel good to have your cuck’s tongue in your ass, Karen?” I asked. “Does it feel good to know that Jay knows his place as your cucky boy?”</p><p>Karen opened her eyes, smiled at me, and nodded. She leaned forward and we shared a deeply passionate kiss.</p><p>“It feels so fucking good,” she said.</p><p>“Cum, Karen. Cum on my cock. Cum on my cock as your husband worships your perfect ass,” I said.</p><p>Karen rode me harder and her moans filled the living room. I knew Jay wouldn’t have left his post, which meant his tongue was worshiping her asshole and providing her with that extra bit of pleasure that would offer her an even more satisfying orgasm.</p><p>“Oh God, I’m cumming!” Karen cried out.</p><p>She stopped riding me and her body began to twitch in the most beautiful way. It was unquestionably a better orgasm than the first.</p><p>“Can you see that, Jay? Can you see how hard your wife is cumming?” I asked.</p><p>“I can,” he replied.</p><p>“You know you don’t make her cum like that, right?” I said.</p><p>“I do,” he answered.</p><p>I gave Karen a few moments to recover and then said, “I want you to finish me with your mouth.”</p><p>Karen offered a hazy smile – she was clearly still in a place of post-orgasmic joy – and climbed off my cock. Jay moved out of the way and she sank to her knees in front of me, pulled off the condom, and took my cock into her mouth.</p><p>“Watch your wife worship a real man’s cock, Jay,” I said. “Get closer. Watch how she sucks my cock. Watch how she pleasures me. Watch how she gives a real man the kind of pleasure he deserves.”</p><p>Jay moved closer as instructed and Karen tried her best to deepthroat my cock. She was on board with showing Jay that I got to receive the kind of pleasure that he didn’t. I absolutely loved that she seemed so eager to make her husband a true cuckold.</p><p>“Kiss your cuck, Karen,” I said.</p><p>Karen didn’t give Jay a chance to react. She let my cock fall from her mouth, grabbed her husband’s head, and pulled him close. Her lips pressed against his and I could see her tongue force its way into his mouth.</p><p>“Taste my cock, Jay. Taste it on your wife’s lips and tongue. Taste a real man’s cock,” I said.</p><p>It took a few seconds, but eventually Jay relented and kissed his wife back. It quickly became rather passionate, and I found great joy in watching the cuckold and his beautiful wife connect over their mutual kink.</p><p>I stroked my cock as I watched them kiss, bringing myself right to the edge. Karen finally relented and returned to my erection right as my climax approached.</p><p>She took my cock in her mouth and worked the head in a heavenly way. Her tongue, lips, and hand all united to make me cum, and soon enough I’d flooded her mouth with my load.</p><p>“Kiss your cuck, Karen,” I said again.</p><p>Karen made sure to collect every drop of cum from my cock and then turned to Jay. I saw his fear, but he didn’t back away. His cock was still rock hard and I knew he was far too turned on to give up the chance to do something so naughty.</p><p>Instead, Jay leaned closer. He met his wife halfway and they shared an insanely messy cum kiss. My semen dripped out of their mouths and ran down their chins. Some of it fell to the floor and Karen caught some in her hand and rubbed it on her breasts.</p><p>“Swallow for me,” I said.</p><p>Their lips parted and they looked at each other as they both swallowed. Karen turned to me and offered the kind of giddy smile I love to see from a well-satisfied hotwife.</p><p>“Thank you,” she said.</p><p>“It was my pleasure,” I said.</p><p>There would be more to come, too. Much more.</p>