A single hotel room [FMM] [cuckold]

A hotel room. Just a single king this time. I wasn’t going to be staying, but you and your husband Joe had this suite for a couple of nights for Valentine’s day celebrations. I had picked up the key at the desk and walked up to the room where I now stood facing the empty room and tidy bed. You told me there would be a surprise for me and I saw it on the bed. I hung my clothes neatly in the entry closet next to your tops and Joe’s sweatshirts. I walked to the bed and grabbed the clothes laid out. The black chaps were open front and back but had a thick black belt that fit well around my waist and hips. I looked at myself in the mirror as I waited. The chaps clung to my legs nicely. My abdomen was tight from the workout I had just finished, a small amount of sweat residual on my chest gave it a nice glisten. My bare ass was fantastic between the black belt and the top of the chap’s leg. My 7″ cock was full but not hard yet. It hung between my thighs, tip touching the fabric as I moved. Quite a pleasant feeling that I was sure could get me to my full length. A message flashed over my phone. I grabbed the small mask off the bed and walked into the restroom, closed the door and waited. I heard the door open and your voice drifted through the room. “Keep your eyes closed Joe.” I heard the two of you move further into the room, and the bed move from what I imagined was Joe sitting on the bed. I cracked the door and could see in the mirror as you straddled Joe, kissing him, and grinding against his lap and groin. He was passionately grabbing your chest and down to your taut ass. Pulling you closer and closer. I imagine he was hard and ready to cum before you even took off his clothes. You decisively stood up though and pushed him, so he laid down on the bed. “Get comfortable while I change. Don’t look until I tell you, the outfit is a surprise.” I heard the bureau drawer open, a shuffling of a plastic bag and then it closed. “This will take a few moments” came from your voice as the bathroom door started to move open. You walked into the space, knowing I was going to be in there. Our mouths met immediately; bodies pressed against the other. Instant electricity knowing we got to live out our fantasy. We had discussed this meeting for weeks. Writing out stories, talking about this in hushed tones on the phone, hiding our fantasies from our spouses. My spouse never knowing I wanted you and wanting to be with a man. You spending months slowly weening Joe off your pussy. First it was stopping him from cumming inside you, then not being able to penetrate you, and now for weeks, to only finger or orally please your pussy.

Our plan had been proceeding perfectly until you had been caught by Joe’s brother Tom. He had read the stories in our email. It was only a blackmailing encounter that was keeping him quiet. The video of you in red stockings, heels and a corset and Tom sitting on the chair as you commanded him to do anything you wanted was on both our phones and ready to be sent to Tom’s wife if he spoke. She would see how you controlled her husband. Your heel on his cock and balls, his strapped arms to the chair flexing against the restraints. You are teasing and demeaning him, much like we planned for Joe. Tom’s little cock teased against your pussy and ass, but never being allowed to penetrate you. You had control of this man, and now he was your bitch. And now you wanted Joe to be the bitch, for me to deny his release if I wished. To have Joe suck a man’s dick, my dick. To caress testicles with mouth and hand. And then you wanted to watch Joe lick my ass. The bag in your hand had the same red corset, heels, and stockings. They tapped into the power you held and looked beyond sexy on you. I helped you remove your shirt and pants, bra and panties discarded to the floor. My hands caressing all of your naked body, tracing your breasts and nipples, feeling the curves and suppleness of your fit frame. Slender hips, firm shapely ass, and a trimmed pussy. I had to be restrained from taking you right there; you push me off and mouthed “Not yet!” I watched as you pulled those red stocking up your thighs, perhaps the sexiest clothes you ever wore. You wrapped the corset around your naked waist and bust. The hook and loops fastened down the front until it was secure. Your breasts full, urging to be touched and fondled. Kneeling in front of you I help put the red heels onto your feet. My hand touching the stocking fabric as I rose, fingers tracing to your bare warm center. Mouths meeting again for a brief taste of the electricity. Finally, ready in your power lingerie, you left the bathroom and walked towards Joe. Joe was naked, seated at the edge of the bed now. You walked up to him and pushed him down and seductively licked his cock. You love cock in your mouth. Letting his 4 inches fill your mouth as much as it could. His excitement was there as you stroke and licked and teased him. “Now that you are my little bitch boy, I have something more for me. I love watching another man sucking dick. Toby, come on out here!” I walked into the room after hearing you call for me. The mask covering my nose and around my eyes, leaving my mouth free to do what we had discussed. I walked over to Joe, as you went to his side, pressing his chest down, holding him on the bed. I stood between Joe’s legs, hand touching his cock, feeling the warmth from the rush of blood and your hot saliva. I cradled his balls in my palm and stroked as you watched. Joe went soft initially, but through my teasing and stroking, he once again stood at full attention.

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