Bull kicks me out of hotel room

[Tether]

A little background - my wife's Bull lives about 200 miles from us. While they communicate fairly regularly by phone, they don't get to see each other as often as we'd all like.

This past weekend, we had an event to attend in his hometown, so of course we hoped that they'd be able to hook up. Because of our busy schedule and his, we just weren't sure if it was going to work out. But in the off-chance it did, my wife and I went ahead and got two hotel rooms, ostensibly so our kids could have their own room and she and I could have our privacy. Friday night came and went without hearing from her Bull. By Saturday evening, my wife was starting to get convinced that she wasn't going to get to see him, and believe me, she was visibly upset. Not in tears or anything, she takes things appropriately in stride, but she was antsy and starting to talk like a jilted lover. She said he texted her while we were at our event, but it was a simple greeting and nothing more. Hours passed without another word. She was now convincing me that it wasn't going to happen. I started to think about how our night might go if he indeed wasn't going to show. I got excited that perhaps she and I would get to lay in bed, make love and fall asleep in each other's arms. You know, the sappy thoughts of a cuck that might get to enjoy the embrace of a sulking wife. In time, though, I realized that even if he didn't show up, she wasn't going to have sex with me. She wasn't in the mood for sex, she was in the mood for sex with her Bull and I wasn't going to be a reasonable facsimile of that. As the night got later, I took off my shoes and got on the bed with my wife to watch tv. At this point, we were pretty sure that her Bull was not going to visit, though we held out enough of a sliver of hope that neither of us got ourselves ready to go to sleep.

I might have dozed off, I'm not sure, but I looked over and noticed that my wife was texting with someone. I asked if she was talking to her Bull and she said yes. I asked if he was coming over and she said she wasn't sure yet. It was approaching midnight, so she didn't think he would come over that late. As she's glancing at her phone, I hear her gasp in surprise and I ask what's up. She is grinning from ear to ear, but tells me it's nothing. I press the issue, but she won't budge. She won't tell me what he said. Now my cuck angst starts to really build. What could he have said? Is he going to come fuck her this late? What did that gasp mean? And does it have something to do with me?

About two minutes before midnight, I get a text from her Bull telling me that his property (aka my wife's pussy) needs to be used by a real man, so the cuck will need to leave. He said I could go to a bar, go sleep in my car, whatever, just get out of the room. He demanded that I be out in two minutes. My heart was pounding, my head was light, but I grabbed my shoes and slipped them on, not even taking the time to tie the laces. I grabbed my wallet and keys and went out to my car. I jumped in and sat there, not knowing what to do. I watched my phone for a bit, just waiting for another text, but none came. It dawned on me only then that the text that made her gasp, the one that got her to refuse to tell me more about her texting with her Bull, was a text letting her know that he was going to kick me out of my own hotel room that I paid for. And she loved it. My angst, that arousing pit in my stomach was at an all-time high. I got out of the car and walked towards a lounge that was next to our hotel, but as I approached I realized I wasn't in the mood to sit at a bar and drink with strangers. I walked around the hotel, thinking maybe I'd stand under our room's balcony, in case he opened the door to let her moans and screams fill the night air. I realized that being there made me look to any passer-by like a peeping tom, or worse. So I went back to my car and sat there. Not a minute later I get a call from my wife. She asks me where I am and I tell her. She asks if I know who is with her, and I say of course, it's your Bull. Then I hear her labored breathing and know that he is, in that moment, fucking my wife. She tells me he's fucking her and she tells me he fucks her so much better than me. She tells me how deep he is and then she almost cries out "oh God, he's so fucking deep." She asks if I'm still there and I say in a meek whimper that I am. She tells me that he knows how to fuck her like nobody else, that he makes her cum so hard. Then she stopped talking but left the phone line open so I could hear in vivid detail how good he was fucking her. I heard, very clearly, the distinctive sound of his balls slapping against her as he fucked her hard in the doggie position. She loves the feeling and the sounds of balls slapping against her like that, so I can only imagine what she was feeling, knowing that I could hear it too. I continued to listen, with a lump in my throat, to her loud gasps and moans. I am so familiar with her orgasmic sounds, but these are different. It's as if she's having one continuous orgasm for several minutes. My cock is hard as a rock pressing against my shorts. I almost feel like I could cum just from the friction of the shorts, and I know I'd explode if I even touched my cock with my hand. I resist. Finally her lustful screams subside and with halted breath she tells me that he wants to know if I want him to cum in the condom inside her, or cum on her and leave it for me to clean up. To this I gasp. We've never talked about this. I ask her what he wants and what she wants. She says maybe he should cum on me and I say ok. She asks if I'll clean her up and in a quivering voice I say yes. She says to wait and she'll let me know when. She disconnects the line and all I can do is sit there and wait. I don't know what to think. A couple minutes the Bull sends me a text telling me I can go back to my room.

I swipe the key card and walk in the door, not totally sure what to expect. I find my wife naked, lying on her stomach. He must have cum on her back. The room is only semi-lit, so I can't see the semen right away. I step close and she tells me to go ahead. As I put my head near her ass, I notice red marks on the side of her ass. I wondered if he had slapped her ass or spanked her while fucking her (she later revealed that he did indeed spank her, hard, while fucking her). I can smell the musky scent of his cum and as I put my tongue against her skin, she tells me she thinks there might be a lot. When I start licking it up, I realize she's right. There's a pool of his cum in her lower back and the stream of warm cum continued on up her back to her hairline. It felt like a lot of cum to me, but at her insistence I licked it all up and cleaned her back with my tongue. I wasn't sure how to feel. I'm truly a cum-eating cuck now. And she liked that.

I asked if I could lick her pussy, to taste that it was freshly fucked. She flipped over and let me get my tongue inside her and I could taste the latex, I could taste the rawness of her hard-fucked pussy ... and it tasted delicious. My head was spinning. I sat up on my knees and stroked my cock until I burst a load onto her stomach. I stared at her and she looked at me and said, well, now you've got to clean that up. So I started in on my second cum-load in as many minutes. She asked if it tasted different than his. I laughed and said yes, and she laughed too.

I won't go into details about the conversations she and I have had since, but I can tell you that in the aftermath of that evening, she was truly giddy. She kept telling me how happy she was. I hope we get to talk about it again tonight, because it turns me on every time we do.

[Acheron]

That was unbelievably hot. Got my heart racing -- and that's what makes a great story.

[livinginsin]

Very hot story!

[Hentai Husband]

Great story! I can imagine every moment of your angst as you waited for them...!

[kinkydetroit]

Great story, sounds like the wife is really getting into a domme role with you

[livinginsin]

Super hot story!

[PGHCpl]

It's interesting. My Hot GF was fucking a guy awhile back who was feeling very bullish like this, and I watched him play his game. I like to let the guys believe they have control and then I switch on them and turn into a Dom lunatic and watch them run. You should try it, it's very entertaining.

[Zona]

It's interesting. My Hot GF was fucking a guy awhile back who was feeling very bullish like this, and I watched him play his game. I like to let the guys believe they have control and then I switch on them and turn into a Dom lunatic and watch them run. You should try it, it's very entertaining.

PGH, I like your style.

[OOAA]

GREAT post!!!!!

Very exciting the comparison stuff! "She tells me he's fucking her and she tells me he fucks her so much better than me. She tells me how deep he is and then she almost cries out "oh God, he's so fucking deep." She asks if I'm still there and I say in a meek whimper that I am. She tells me that he knows how to fuck her like nobody else, that he makes her cum so hard. "

[OOAA]

Any no-condom fantasy?

[Tether]

Any no-condom fantasy?

Yes, for sure. I definitely fantasize about that. But it's just fantasy.

[nnjcpl2002]

One thing is certain. ....a true account of a real cuckold's experience is almost always hotter than a made up story or a fantasy. Thanks for sharing!

[norbertrichard]

A little background - my wife's Bull lives about 200 miles from us. While they communicate fairly regularly by phone, they don't get to see each other as often as we'd all like.

This past weekend, we had an event to attend in his hometown, so of course we hoped that they'd be able to hook up. Because of our busy schedule and his, we just weren't sure if it was going to work out. But in the off-chance it did, my wife and I went ahead and got two hotel rooms, ostensibly so our kids could have their own room and she and I could have our privacy. Friday night came and went without hearing from her Bull. By Saturday evening, my wife was starting to get convinced that she wasn't going to get to see him, and believe me, she was visibly upset. Not in tears or anything, she takes things appropriately in stride, but she was antsy and starting to talk like a jilted lover. She said he texted her while we were at our event, but it was a simple greeting and nothing more. Hours passed without another word. She was now convincing me that it wasn't going to happen. I started to think about how our night might go if he indeed wasn't going to show. I got excited that perhaps she and I would get to lay in bed, make love and fall asleep in each other's arms. You know, the sappy thoughts of a cuck that might get to enjoy the embrace of a sulking wife. In time, though, I realized that even if he didn't show up, she wasn't going to have sex with me. She wasn't in the mood for sex, she was in the mood for sex with her Bull and I wasn't going to be a reasonable facsimile of that. As the night got later, I took off my shoes and got on the bed with my wife to watch tv. At this point, we were pretty sure that her Bull was not going to visit, though we held out enough of a sliver of hope that neither of us got ourselves ready to go to sleep.
I might have dozed off, I'm not sure, but I looked over and noticed that my wife was texting with someone. I asked if she was talking to her Bull and she said yes. I asked if he was coming over and she said she wasn't sure yet. It was approaching midnight, so she didn't think he would come over that late. As she's glancing at her phone, I hear her gasp in surprise and I ask what's up. She is grinning from ear to ear, but tells me it's nothing. I press the issue, but she won't budge. She won't tell me what he said. Now my cuck angst starts to really build. What could he have said? Is he going to come fuck her this late? What did that gasp mean? And does it have something to do with me?
About two minutes before midnight, I get a text from her Bull telling me that his property (aka my wife's pussy) needs to be used by a real man, so the cuck will need to leave. He said I could go to a bar, go sleep in my car, whatever, just get out of the room. He demanded that I be out in two minutes. My heart was pounding, my head was light, but I grabbed my shoes and slipped them on, not even taking the time to tie the laces. I grabbed my wallet and keys and went out to my car. I jumped in and sat there, not knowing what to do. I watched my phone for a bit, just waiting for another text, but none came. It dawned on me only then that the text that made her gasp, the one that got her to refuse to tell me more about her texting with her Bull, was a text letting her know that he was going to kick me out of my own hotel room that I paid for. And she loved it. My angst, that arousing pit in my stomach was at an all-time high. I got out of the car and walked towards a lounge that was next to our hotel, but as I approached I realized I wasn't in the mood to sit at a bar and drink with strangers. I walked around the hotel, thinking maybe I'd stand under our room's balcony, in case he opened the door to let her moans and screams fill the night air. I realized that being there made me look to any passer-by like a peeping tom, or worse. So I went back to my car and sat there. Not a minute later I get a call from my wife. She asks me where I am and I tell her. She asks if I know who is with her, and I say of course, it's your Bull. Then I hear her labored breathing and know that he is, in that moment, fucking my wife. She tells me he's fucking her and she tells me he fucks her so much better than me. She tells me how deep he is and then she almost cries out "oh God, he's so fucking deep." She asks if I'm still there and I say in a meek whimper that I am. She tells me that he knows how to fuck her like nobody else, that he makes her cum so hard. Then she stopped talking but left the phone line open so I could hear in vivid detail how good he was fucking her. I heard, very clearly, the distinctive sound of his balls slapping against her as he fucked her hard in the doggie position. She loves the feeling and the sounds of balls slapping against her like that, so I can only imagine what she was feeling, knowing that I could hear it too. I continued to listen, with a lump in my throat, to her loud gasps and moans. I am so familiar with her orgasmic sounds, but these are different. It's as if she's having one continuous orgasm for several minutes. My cock is hard as a rock pressing against my shorts. I almost feel like I could cum just from the friction of the shorts, and I know I'd explode if I even touched my cock with my hand. I resist. Finally her lustful screams subside and with halted breath she tells me that he wants to know if I want him to cum in the condom inside her, or cum on her and leave it for me to clean up. To this I gasp. We've never talked about this. I ask her what he wants and what she wants. She says maybe he should cum on me and I say ok. She asks if I'll clean her up and in a quivering voice I say yes. She says to wait and she'll let me know when. She disconnects the line and all I can do is sit there and wait. I don't know what to think. A couple minutes the Bull sends me a text telling me I can go back to my room.
I swipe the key card and walk in the door, not totally sure what to expect. I find my wife naked, lying on her stomach. He must have cum on her back. The room is only semi-lit, so I can't see the semen right away. I step close and she tells me to go ahead. As I put my head near her ass, I notice red marks on the side of her ass. I wondered if he had slapped her ass or spanked her while fucking her (she later revealed that he did indeed spank her, hard, while fucking her). I can smell the musky scent of his cum and as I put my tongue against her skin, she tells me she thinks there might be a lot. When I start licking it up, I realize she's right. There's a pool of his cum in her lower back and the stream of warm cum continued on up her back to her hairline. It felt like a lot of cum to me, but at her insistence I licked it all up and cleaned her back with my tongue. I wasn't sure how to feel. I'm truly a cum-eating cuck now. And she liked that.
I asked if I could lick her pussy, to taste that it was freshly fucked. She flipped over and let me get my tongue inside her and I could taste the latex, I could taste the rawness of her hard-fucked pussy ... and it tasted delicious. My head was spinning. I sat up on my knees and stroked my cock until I burst a load onto her stomach. I stared at her and she looked at me and said, well, now you've got to clean that up. So I started in on my second cum-load in as many minutes. She asked if it tasted different than his. I laughed and said yes, and she laughed too.
I won't go into details about the conversations she and I have had since, but I can tell you that in the aftermath of that evening, she was truly giddy. She kept telling me how happy she was. I hope we get to talk about it again tonight, because it turns me on every time we do.

In your post clean-up state, does she tell you how much less a man you are than her bull?

[lagercandle2014]

Tether, I'm glad I'm not a cuckold, I love and respect my wife and the feeling is mutual, if she ever did want me to become a cuckold husband no way would she or I let a bull or other person treat me this way, the moment he sent a text like that to me, my and my wife's reply would be go fuck yourself who do you think you are, I'm/(my husband is) staying right here and if you want to see my wife/(to see me) you need to be more respectful.

I can never or will understand why a man will let others including his wife walk all over them, no sir it's not for me or my wife.

L C

[Zona]

Tether, I'm glad I'm not a cuckold, I love and respect my wife and the feeling is mutual, if she ever did want me to become a cuckold husband no way would she or I let a bull or other person treat me this way, the moment he sent a text like that to me, my and my wife's reply would be go fuck yourself who do you think you are, I'm/(my husband is) staying right here and if you want to see my wife/(to see me) you need to be more respectful.

I can never or will understand why a man will let others including his wife walk all over them, no sir it's not for me or my wife.

L C

I'm right there with you L C.

I will never in a thousand years understand a cuckold. How anyone could have so little respect for himself to be treated this way is simply beyond my ability to understand.

Here's what I would have done (and I think it is probably what 99% of men would do):

When I received that text from him, I would have told him to go fuck himself, because he was not going to be fucking my wife that night unless she decided she'd rather fuck him than stay married to me.

Then I would have turned to my wife and told her to get up, get dressed and get the fuck out of my room and don't come back. She should have damn well known that his text to her, telling her what he was going to text to me crossed about a mile over any reasonable line. That's why she gasped. And because she didn't immediately let him know that, but instead just sat there "grinning from ear to ear", knowing what he was going to do, that was all I really needed to know about her feelings toward me and our marriage.

Or maybe instead I just sit there and wait for him to knock on the door. And when he does I tell him to his face to get the fuck out and take my wife with him. (That would depend on how she acted and what she said after I showed her his text and told her I wasn't going anywhere).

That's what I would have done. Because I am not a cuck.

But of course the OP didn't do that. He simply did what his wife's bull ordered him to do, like the good little sissy cuck he is.

I wonder if his wife still has any respect for him whatsoever.





(Or maybe because this is in the library where fiction is allowed, it is all just fantasy. I hope so.)

[lagercandle2014]

Zona, I forgot this was in the library section and could well be fiction, I get so riled up with these people I say people as they are not men to me, they live to be humiliated, and have no self respect at all, as for what you said you would do if it was your wife or the op wife was your wife, I would do exactly the same, I have been married for 45 years this month but it would be over in a heartbeat and she knows it, should she want to do this to me.

If this story is true, does Tether's wife have any respect left for him, I doubt it that was lost the moment he became her sissy.

Regards L C

[firef503]

Tether, I'm glad I'm not a cuckold, I love and respect my wife and the feeling is mutual, if she ever did want me to become a cuckold husband no way would she or I let a bull or other person treat me this way, the moment he sent a text like that to me, my and my wife's reply would be go fuck yourself who do you think you are, I'm/(my husband is) staying right here and if you want to see my wife/(to see me) you need to be more respectful.

I can never or will understand why a man will let others including his wife walk all over them, no sir it's not for me or my wife.

L C

I'm right there with you L C.

I will never in a thousand years understand a cuckold. How anyone could have so little respect for himself to be treated this way is simply beyond my ability to understand.

Here's what I would have done (and I think it is probably what 99% of men would do):

When I received that text from him, I would have told him to go fuck himself, because he was not going to be fucking my wife that night unless she decided she'd rather fuck him than stay married to me.

Then I would have turned to my wife and told her to get up, get dressed and get the fuck out of my room and don't come back. She should have damn well known that his text to her, telling her what he was going to text to me crossed about a mile over any reasonable line. That's why she gasped. And because she didn't immediately let him know that, but instead just sat there "grinning from ear to ear", knowing what he was going to do, that was all I really needed to know about her feelings toward me and our marriage.

Or maybe instead I just sit there and wait for him to knock on the door. And when he does I tell him to his face to get the fuck out and take my wife with him. (That would depend on how she acted and what she said after I showed her his text and told her I wasn't going anywhere).

That's what I would have done. Because I am not a cuck.

But of course the OP didn't do that. He simply did what his wife's bull ordered him to do, like the good little sissy cuck he is.

I wonder if his wife still has any respect for him whatsoever.





(Or maybe because this is in the library where fiction is allowed, it is all just fantasy. I hope so.)

When did this forum get so judgy? I will never in a thousand years understand why people feel the need to comment on something they are not into. Thanks you Zona and lagercandle2014 you made this forum less good. It goes a long ways in scaring people away from sharing when they see someone else being ridiculed for what they are into.

[Zona]

When did this forum get so judgy? I will never in a thousand years understand why people feel the need to comment on something they are not into. Thanks you Zona and lagercandle2014 you made this forum less good. It goes a long ways in scaring people away from sharing when they see someone else being ridiculed for what they are into.

I notice that you edited this post. That's okay. I've already read the original.

An appropriate response to your drivel is in your PM box.

[wittol]

I will never in a thousand years understand a cuckold. How anyone could have so little respect for himself to be treated this way is simply beyond my ability to understand.

Thank you for this, Mr. Zona; it helps me understand the basis of many of your posts.

[lagercandle2014]

firef503, so now who is being Judgy, case of the kettle calling the frying pan black me thinks,

As a rule I rarely bite and reply to offensive comments made towards me, who is not the person I was replying to (Tether in this case), and when I am only expressing how I feel about the OP lifestyle, but in your case I have made an exception to my rule, enough said.

L C

[Tether]

This forum becomes a lot less interesting when people decide to spew vitriol (and hijack a topic) for no good reason.

LC, if you were only interested in expressing your feelings about the lifestyle, then you could very easily have initiated your own Topic. You were clearly intending to insult me and my relationship with my wife, while implying that the relationship you have with your wife is superior to that of me and my wife.

I don't have any problem with your feelings, but make no mistake, you expressed them in an intentionally offensive and aggressive manner. They were indeed much more than a simple expression of "how you feel about the OP lifestyle."