© 2022 Red Hot Red Erotica
Other than when we were first dating, Red has yet to cuckold me while we’ve been married.
You can read about that experience while we were first dating in the story “Red’s Roster” that she wrote, and I posted back in March 2022.
In keeping with the Locktober theme, Red and I have been talking about what scenario she would create if she were cucking me now. I have specific desires, though cuckolding is really about Hotwife or Cuckoldress desires. What does she want. For me, a big part of the turn on is NOT being in control of what happens. I feel compersion from Red’s pleasure and she is the one who will decide what will happen. We sat down to discuss it and here is what she wants:
Since we have been exploring ethical non-monogamy and meeting people in the lifestyle, Red has been confident that she would meet plenty of guys that that are experienced Bulls. She wanted to meet the right one(s) organically, meaning as we go to lifestyle events, parties, and such, rather than through dating apps. Women in the lifestyle are a great source of insight and referral. She has gone out on several Hotwife dates getting to know some guys. She likes the attention from other men and has enjoyed teasing me with her experiences.
She decided to have her Cuckoldress experience with Jason, to play the role as her Bull. Surprisingly, they did not meet through a lifestyle event. They met at a work industry event one evening. He was unassuming and took an interest in her. He kept the conversation professional, yet with his sense of humor and great smile, Red found him so attractive that she felt a little nervous. He had a lean, athletic stature, broad shoulders, and a look that he could certainly take care of himself in any situation. She was distracted by his large hands, finding herself daydreaming about feeling them on her body. She found herself blushing a couple of times when losing track of their conversation while she had her little fantasy.
“So Red, what does your husband do,” Jason asked. He had noticed her wedding ring. Her mind started to race. “Oh…he’s in private equity. In fact, I asked him to be my date. Then I thought otherwise and told his to stay home. I was teasing him that I’d likely meet some attractive men. He raised an eyebrow and told me to have some fun…and I just met Mr. Fun,” she said with a flirty smile.
“Oh, so you don’t have to run home to hubby?” Jason asked. Without missing a beat, she replied, “Not at all. I think I should do what he told me and have fun.” “Well, then I accept your challenge of fun. What do you say we get a drink at the hotel bar across the street,” he suggested. He looked in her eyes, waiting for a response. Her heart was beating faster, and she felt flush. She gazed back in his eyes. She could see his self-confidence, his sense of assurance. “Yes, I’d like that,” she said softly. “Then let’s go have some fun,” he encouraged, and led her to the hotel bar, across the street.
It was just getting dark, and the lights of the hotel greeted them, feeling like a warm welcome. He opened the door for her. She felt naughty, excited, and very turned on. The guests at the hotel were dressed nicely. Men in suits and women in dresses. They fit right in with their professional attire. He wore a tailored suit with no tie. She had on a black dress and patent leather toe peek pumps (her husband’s favorites). Mr. Fun put a hand at her waist and pointed to the bar across the lobby. “I hear it calling to us,” he mused.
They settled in two seats at the bar counter. She ordered a Cosmo and he a Manhattan. “You know, you’re pretty skilled with your charm. Do you often take out married women,” Red asked with a cheeky smile. “I’ve had fun with a Hotwife or two,” he said with a knowing confidence. Red was surprised that he was familiar with the term, Hotwife. “Sounds like you and hubby play kinky. Does he play with others?” Jason asked. “Mmmm…I keep him locked up, and busy with other things. I prefer it that way. Though I rather like the thought of making him watch,” she said with an ah-ha look on her face. “Hmmm, that sounds like fun…a little FemDomme for hubby,” he chuckled. He leaned over, kissed her cheek, and whispered in her ear, “Why don’t we start with some naughty fun now, so you’ll have something to tease him about. Besides, shouldn’t you make sure I know my way around your body before you make him watch?”
Red turned to face him, her lips inches from his. He looked deep into her eyes. At that moment, she knew he was going to fuck her good. They started to kiss.
He kept it simple. A nice passionate kiss, not putting on too much public display. He put a hand firmly on her thigh. She looked down. It was wide and felt like it wrapped halfway around her leg. “You have sexy hands,” she said aloud without thinking, “They’re so…big.” He smiled, “all a part of the fun,” he teased. Let’s walk over to hotel reception. If we’re lucky, they’ll have a room for us. He paid the tab, took Red by the hand to get a room. Her hand felt tiny, holding his. She could feel her arousal building. While Mr. Fun was getting them a room, Red texted her husband. She said she met a new friend, that they were having fun, and that she would be home late. Hubby texted back, “Where are you? How late?” She replied, “We’re at a hotel downtown. I’m not sure how late. No more questions right now. I’m getting busy.” He replied, “Yes ma’am…have fun.”
They made their way to the room. Jason opened the door for her. Now her heart was racing. As they entered, he grabbed her hand, pulled her close, turning and pressing her against the door. He kissed her passionately, deeply, making her feel desired. He took her by the hand into the room. They were on an upper floor with a view of the city. The room was dark. He took her to the windows, where the city lights brought a glow, and continued to kiss her. His hands found the zipper on her dress.
He slowly unzipped her, caressing her shoulders, brushing his hands across her breasts and the dress fell to the floor. He turned her away and with an arm around her waist, pulled her into his chest, kissing her neck while cupping her breast with his other hand. She gasped a breath, feeling her body submitting to his touch.
She turned back to him, pulled his jacket off his shoulders, and let it fall to the floor. She kissed him again as she slid her hand down to his crotch, giving his manhood a squeeze. Her eyes went wide as she felt his thick bulge. “Oh my…is that a cannon down there. It feels big…like your hands,” she said with wonder. He led her to the bed, gently pushing her onto it. As he removed his shirt and pants, now wearing only his boxers. He straddled her and started to rub her all over. His big hands squeezing her, pressing into her flesh. He explored her body, warming her to his touch. Before long he unhooked her bra, kissed her again while running his hands around her breasts, pressing his palms into her flesh. By the time his hands made their way to her pussy, Red was dripping wet. He pressed her legs up and back, pulled off her panties and started to tease her vulva with his mouth and tongue. “Mmm…you smell so good,” he said as he licked her.
Now she was grasping at his undershorts. She slowly pulled them down, revealing his long, thick cock. She was delighted. “Your cock is magnificent,” she gushed, as she took him in her mouth. He was rock hard, though she had to have him in her mouth. She licked him, running her tongue from his balls, all the way to the tip of his cock, and hungrily shoved as much of it into her mouth as would fit. “I’ve never played with a cock this big. It’s kind of intimidating,” she said, half talking to herself. He moaned has she sucked, stroking her tongue on the underside of his head, and caressing his balls with her hands. He pressed his cock deeper into her mouth and her saliva slobbered down his shaft.
Now they were both ready for fucking. She was lying on her back. He pulled her to the edge of the bed where he was standing. He rubbed his cock on her vulva and clit, teasing her. She moaned with pleasure and her body tingled with anticipation of fucking another man while her husband was waiting for her at home. It felt deliciously naughty.
Jason slowly pressed his cock into her. She gasped, feeling her vagina stretching more than she had ever experienced…and he had only penetrated her a couple inches. “I’m not sure I can take all of you,” she cautioned. “Don’t worry, you can take as much or as little as you want,” he assured her. He eased farther into her, taking short, slow strokes so she could get used to the size. He put one foot on the bed to leverage over her, grasped her throat with one hand while the other hand gripped her shoulder, keeping her in place will he continued fucking her. She closed her eyes, losing herself in the sensations of his thick cock and being held in place. “Ohhh…I like the way you’re touching me,” she moaned. “I think I need more than a little of your cock…I would like some more,” she pleaded.
He changed positions, manhandling her where he wanted her on the bed. He was now lying on top of her, her legs wrapped around his waist. He kissed her as he penetrated her again. He looked in her eyes, making her feel vulnerable because of how mush she wanted him to fuck her deeper. He quickened his pace, thrusting deeper and a little faster. His chest pressed into her, pinning her against the bed, while he reached his hands down, grasping her ass while he started to pound her. She felt new sensations and started to orgasm deep inside. She didn’t want him to stop. By the time he was moaning, getting closer to cumming, she lost track of time, and how many orgasms she had. All she knew is that she wanted him to fill her with his cum. She grasped his ass with her hands and whispered in his ear, “I want you to cum inside me.” A few seconds later she could feel his cock swell and she felt a wave of warmth filling her cunt as he moaned. “Your pussy feels amazing,” he grunted.
She awoke, not realizing that they fell asleep. She was spooned against him and very comfortable. Looking at the clock, she realized it was well after midnight. “Ughhh, I should probably go,” she thought to herself. Jason was sound asleep. “But if I stay, I can have more of that fabulous cock,” she debated in her mind. She slipped out of bed to pee and check her phone. Hubby had texted that he was going to bed. She was biting her lip, debating what to do when she noticed Jason leaning against the bathroom doorway. Even with the dim nightlight, she could see the lines of his athletic frame. “Do you need to go, or can you stay,” he invited as he stepped fully into the doorway. She could not resist…her eyes dropped to his waist. “No, I need more of your cannon,” she said. He took her hand and led her back to the bed.
Epilogue: When Red arrived home, she acted nonchalant. I was squirming, wanting details. Who was he? What did he look like? What did you do with him? Did you even have sex? She was coy, and rather tight lipped. She rather enjoyed my angsty disposition. Over time she gave me some details. Sometimes she would intentionally let me overhear her conversations with close girlfriends. Mainly that the sex was incredible and that she would be having more of it with him.
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