A Hotwife Discovers the Power of Denial…and Uses It for Her Pleasure - Part 8 (Patreon)

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"This is expensive, Louis," Kaylee said as she looked at the price tag on the delicate bra and panty set he'd selected for her to try on. "Are you sure about this?"

"Yes, I'm sure," Louis replied with a smile. "You deserve to look beautiful for your boyfriend. In fact, you deserve to look perfect for him, since you are, in so many ways, utterly perfect."

"You really do want me to be happy, don't you Louis?" she asked softly.

He nodded. Her happiness was his primary concern, and he knew that having sex with Brad made her happy.

Kaylee stepped closer, kissed him on the cheek, and then added, "But you also want to fuck me, don't you? You want to slide that little cuckold cock of yours into your wife's wet, warm pussy for the first time in a year, don't you?"

"Yes," Louis admitted as a wave of arousal moved through his body and left his loins tingling with desire. His denial had stretched on for months longer than he’d ever imagined possible and he'd reached a place of considerable desperation, which had played a part in his willingness - eagerness, even - to do whatever Kaylee and Brad wanted, even if that was something as humiliating as sucking Brad's cock while Kaylee was out of town.

"I like that you're thinking of how to make me happy now, Louis," Kaylee said as she stepped back and held the bra and panties against her body. "There was a time when you simply did as you were told - which was nice, of course - but now you're taking initiative. Now you're seeking out ways to make me happy, to serve my needs. Like this little lingerie shopping trip and the hotel room you booked for tonight. That was very kind of you."

Louis had gone all out in booking an exceedingly expensive suite for Kaylee and her boyfriend to celebrate a year of satisfying their sexual desires with each other. The lingerie was part of that, too, as was the bottle of champagne he'd already ordered to be delivered to the hotel room shortly after they'd arrived.

"You deserve to celebrate in style," Louis said.

Kaylee smiled, grabbed a garter belt to match the bra and panties Louis had selected, and replied, "Let's go try these on."

Louis followed as his wife moved towards the fitting area. He suspected he'd be asked to wait outside, but instead she took his hand and led him into one of the surprisingly large fitting rooms.

"Sit," Kaylee instructed.

Louis sat and looked up at his wife as she stripped from her jeans and the semi-sheer blouse she'd put on that morning.

"It's been nearly a year since you fucked me, hasn't it?" Kaylee asked. "A year since I allowed you in my pussy."

Louis nodded. She'd cut him off soon after starting her relationship with Brad and hadn't let him back inside her - not in a real way, at least - since.

"What do you think that says about your cock and the way you use it, Louis?" Kaylee asked.

"I think...I guess I think it says that my cock isn't very impressive and that I don't use it very well," he answered.

Kaylee turned around to look in the mirror as she put on the bra, stepped into the panties, and attached the garter belt. She looked over her shoulder and said, "That's right, Louis. That's okay, of course. You're a cuckold now, and Brad fucks me so much better than you ever have that I certainly don't need you to fuck me. In fact, I can't imagine you'll be able to offer me even a hint of pleasure when I finally decide to let you inside me."

There was a part of Louis that wished he didn't find his wife's words so arousing, and yet he did, to the point that a bulge formed in his pants. He wasn't sure why, but he liked the idea that he truly couldn't satisfy her.

Kaylee spun around and he stared at her body in the lingerie set before she closed the short distance between them, put a hand on the back of his head, and gently pulled him between her legs. Louis looked up at her and kissed her pussy through the panties while Kaylee moaned softly.

"Are you going to suck cock tonight, Louis?" she asked.

"Mmm hmm," he answered.

"Are you going to clean my pussy after Brad cums inside me? Are you going to eat my boyfriend's load out of me?" she asked.

Louis nodded as he continued to kiss her pussy through the delicate panties.

"Are you going to serve us in every way I desire because you're a good cuckold?" Kaylee asked as she stepped back.

"Yes, I will," he answered.

Kaylee smiled and slowly lowered her panties. She stepped closer and once again pulled Louis's head between her legs. This time he pushed his tongue between her labia and tasted the sweet juices of her desire. Her fingers entwined in his hair and she took a tight grip and pulled hard, asserting her control over him. Louis reached up to grab her ass and squeezed it hard, making Kaylee moan in the process. He was certain she'd pull away at some point, but instead she began to grind her hips over his face and rode his tongue until he'd managed to give her an orgasm. Her thighs vibrated and she pulled so hard on his hair that it hurt, all while Louis's cock raged in his pants as he dreamed of actually being able to fuck his wife.

"Thank you, Louis," she said softly before stepping away. "That was a lovely orgasm."

"Thank you for letting me make you cum," he replied.

Kaylee bent over and kissed him softly. "Let's go buy this absurdly expensive lingerie so I can look good for my boyfriend."

"With pleasure," Louis said.

Kaylee got dressed and handed Louis the lingerie. He took it to the register and paid the absurd price and Kaylee took his hand as they walked out of the store and headed for home to make the final preparations for her one year anniversary celebration with her boyfriend.

"Champagne, sir," the young bellman said as Louis opened the door to their suite.

"Ah, thank you," he replied.

"Is that the champagne?" Kaylee called out.

The bellman's eyes went wide and Louis looked over his shoulder to see Kaylee standing there in her bra, panty, garter belt, and stockings set. Her hair looked long and shiny and flawlessly styled and her makeup was even more seductive than usual, so of course the bellman was staring.

"Yes, it's the champagne," Louis said with a smile.

Kaylee blew him a kiss - or the bellman, he wasn't sure which of them she was trying to tease - and then spun around and headed back to the bathroom, presumably to put the finishing touches on her look. Louis signed the bill, took the ice bucket holding the champagne and stepped back into the room.

"I think that young man enjoyed my lingerie," Kaylee noted.

"I think you're right," Louis replied with a smile.

Kaylee stepped out of the bathroom - she'd put on a pair of heels to finish the look - and headed towards Louis with a seductive look on her face. The exaggerated sway in her hips was irresistibly sexy and her legs looked especially good in the stockings and heels. Louis wasn't sure if he wanted to fuck her or get on his knees to worship her pussy, but he felt all manner of desire.

"I think you enjoy my lingerie, too," she said softly.

"I do," Louis answered.

Kaylee surprised him with a kiss, and further surprised him by placing his hands on her ass as they kissed. Her tongue slipped into his mouth and mingled erotically with his, leading to a painfully throbbing erection that Kaylee further enflamed by stroking him through his pants.

"Do you want me, Louis?" she asked in a soft, seductive tone.

"More than anything," he answered, for the desire he felt bordered on overwhelming him.

Kaylee unzipped his pants and freed his cock as she kissed him again. She stroked him with expertise, offering pleasure without pushing Louis over the top. Then, to his complete and utter surprise, Kaylee dropped to her knees in front of him.

"What...what are you doing?" he asked.

"Don't you want me to suck your cock, Louis?" Kaylee replied. "Don't you want your beautiful, seductive, lingerie-clad wife to take your dick in her mouth and suck on it?"

"Kaylee...fuck...yes, I want that," Louis answered.

Kaylee bit her lower lip and then leaned a little closer. Her lips approached his cock and she parted them. She stopped just short of taking him into her mouth, though. Instead, she smiled, planted a kiss on the head of his stiffness, and then tucked him back into his pants.

"It's so fun to tease you," she said softly as she stood. Her lips neared his and she kissed him again. It felt spectacularly good. The teasing was a little painful, but Louis would have kissed his wife all day. "Now, Brad will be here soon. I want you to open that bottle of champagne and pour two glasses. When you're done I'd like you to get naked and wait on your knees by the bed."

Louis nodded - he'd been hoping for one more kiss, but Kaylee didn't offered it - and then opened the bottle of champagne and carefully filled the two glasses. The bellman probably thought Louis was the one that would be getting laid that night, but he would have been wrong. Another man was coming to fuck Louis's wife. He'd merely paid for the room, the lingerie, and the champagne. He'd probably end up sucking cock and eating pussy to help his wife and her boyfriend get ready to fuck, too, but there was almost no chance that Kaylee would welcome him into her pussy while celebrating her anniversary with Brad.

Brad arrived soon after Louis had poured the champagne and stripped at his wife's instruction. He waited naked and on his knees by the bed as Kaylee answered the door and welcomed her boyfriend into the room.

"Kaylee, you look stunning," he said as they appeared in Louis's field of view.

Kaylee stepped away from her boyfriend, spun around, and glanced at Louis with a smile on her face before saying, "Louis picked it out for me. He said he wanted me to look good for you. He knows I like it when my boyfriend gets turned on the moment he sees me."

"Good choice, cuckold," Brad said as he looked at Louis and smiled. "She looks incredible."

Kaylee approached Brad and kissed his neck. "He's always so eager to play the part of the good cuckold. He put in so much effort to make sure this night was wonderful for both of us, and I didn't have to instruct him even once. He booked the room on his own. He took me lingerie shopping on his own. He got that bottle of champagne on his own."

"It seems that you've turned him into an ideal cuckold, Kaylee," Brad noted.

Kaylee kissed her boyfriend and massaged his cock through his pants, just like she'd done with Louis. She freed his cock, too. She even fell to her knees in front of her boyfriend. She didn't tease him, though. She took him in her mouth. She sucked his cock like a woman possessed. She gave slow, beautiful head, working his dick with her hands and mouth and putting a smile on Brad's face.

Louis felt the jealousy he suspected his wife intended him to experience. How could he not? She'd freed his cock and gotten on her knees for him, but she can't offered him the pleasure of her mouth. Instead, she'd made it fairly clear he didn't deserve that pleasure. Now she was happily sucking - worshiping, even - her boyfriend's cock while Louis watched with a far less impressive erection raging between his legs.

"Come here, baby," Kaylee said as she gestured for Louis to join her.

He crawled towards his wife and her boyfriend and Kaylee put a hand on the back of his head and guided his lips to hers for a deeply passionate kiss, sharing the taste of Brad's cock in the process.

"Suck his cock with me," she said softly. "Help us celebrate our anniversary, because it's your anniversary too. Your cuckolding first happened a year ago today. You first showed me exactly what kind of man you are a year ago today."

Kaylee turned back to Brad's cock and guided Louis's head along with her. She took one side and Louis took the other. They licked and sucked together. They kissed over the head. Kaylee took his pants and underwear off and they even sucked his balls together, doing everything they could to make the man that had changed their sex lives feel good.

"I love that you're such an eager cocksucker now," Kaylee said. Her fingers found their way to Louis's stiff shaft and she stroked him slowly. "In fact, I want to see you worship him all on your own."

Kaylee moved behind Louis as he situated his body directly in front of Brad. He looked up at the man he'd blown - twice, in fact - a few weeks ago, the man whose cock he'd now fluffed several times, and the man whose cum he'd consumed countless times, and he took Brad's cock in his mouth. He sucked with passion, with desire, with wild abandon. He sucked because he knew it's what his wife wanted. He sucked because it felt right.

"You're such a good cocksucker," Kaylee said softly. "Such a good little cocksucker for your wife. I fucking love it, Louis. I fucking love that you're such an eager little cocksucking slut for me."

Louis wasn't sure if it was the dirty talk or the handjob she was giving him, but he was massively aroused. He was worried that Kaylee might actually make him cum, at which point the pleasure he'd take in the evening's activities would evaporate.

Instead, Kaylee released his cock and stood. She and Brad kissed as Louis continued to fellate the sizable cock in his mouth. He sucked with wild abandon because it's what his wife wanted and because the endless denial really had left him in a place where he just wanted to serve her needs, to make her happy.

"How about a glass of champagne?" Kaylee asked.

"I'd love that," Brad replied.

He pulled out of Louis's mouth and they each grabbed a glass of champagne and sat on the couch.

"To a blissfully happy year," Kaylee said. They gently clinked their glasses and drank and then Kaylee turned her attention to Louis, pulled her panties aside, and said, "Come worship my pussy, cuckold."

Louis crawled between his wife's legs and worshiped her pussy while she enjoyed champagne, kisses, and tender dirty talk with her boyfriend. They reminisced about the past year - one filled with the best sex of Kaylee's life, as she made sure to point out - and they talked of a future where Brad would remain her boyfriend and primary sexual partner and Louis would continue to demonstrate what an eager, helpful cuckold he could be.

"Fluff him," Kaylee instructed after Louis had left her pussy completely soaked.

He dutifully crawled between Brad's legs and took the big cock in his mouth. He sucked like a good cuckold, like he'd done when sucking Brad off, and he got his wife's boyfriend rock hard once more.

With their glasses of champagne now empty, Kaylee took her boyfriend's hand and led him into the bedroom. Louis watched his wife crawl into the bed, roll onto her back, and pull her panties off. She tossed them onto the floor and Louis crawled into the bedroom, picked them up, and held them against his nose to inhale the delicate, intoxicating scent of her pussy.

"Fuck me," Kaylee said. "Fuck me while my husband watches. Show him why he hasn't fucked me in a year and why my pussy has taken your perfect cock so many times in that span."

Brad crawled into the bed and on top of Kaylee. Louis set his wife's panties down and situated himself at the foot of the bed so he could watch another man's long, thick, bare cock slide into Kaylee's pussy. It remained among his favorite moments to witness each time he was cuckolded, for there was nothing quite like that first penetration.

Brad filled her with ease and Kaylee wrapped her legs around him before letting out a joyful moan, like the greatest pleasure in the world was having her boyfriend's cock in her slick pussy. They kissed with every inch of his shaft buried deep inside her and then Kaylee parted her legs and said, "Fuck me, Brad."

He did just that. He fucked her and Louis watched from his knees. He witnessed his cuckolding just like he'd done a year ago and countless times since. He witnessed the bliss of his beautiful wife getting fucked by another man and his cock throbbed painfully while he watched.

The sex seemed better than usual. Kaylee was louder. Brad fucked her harder. Louis wondered if it was the anniversary, or the beautiful hotel room, or the champagne, or the lingerie, or perhaps a combination of all those things. Whatever the reason, it made watching his wife and her boyfriend fuck even more thrilling than usual and Louis's cock actually began to drip precum onto the carpet as he witnessed their bliss.

Kaylee came hard as Brad fucked her missionary style and then she flipped him onto his back and impaled her pussy on his thick shaft almost immediately. She sank down and then looked over her shoulder as Louis stared at the sight of her pussy lips stretching so wondrously around the cock inside her.

"You like watching him fuck me, don't you?" she asked.

"I really do," Louis replied.

"You're such a good cuckold," Kaylee said before offering a sweet smile. "Will you do something for me, Louis?"

He nodded.

"Will you crawl into the bed and suck on my boyfriend's balls while I ride him? I want him to shoot a nice big load inside me, baby. I want a nice big load for you to enjoy," Kaylee said.

Louis happily crawled into the bed and settled between Brad's legs. He didn't even question the idea of sucking his balls while Kaylee rode him. He just did it. He took the hairy testicles into his mouth and sucked lustily. Kaylee rode her boyfriend and the bottom of her ass dropped down onto Louis's head over and over, reminding him of his place as her cuckold, for he was a tool she'd put to use to enhance her boyfriend's pleasure.

"Does my pussy feel good?" Kaylee asked.

"Fuck yes it does," Brad replied.

"Will you keep fucking this pussy for another year?" she asked. "Will you keep showing my cuckold husband why I need a man like you in my life? Will you keep fucking me and satisfying my tight little cunt like it needs to be satisfied?"

"You know I will," Brad answered.

Kaylee leaned down and Louis heard them kissing. He sucked balls while Kaylee rode her boyfriend wildly, milking his cock with her slick pussy and seemingly helping herself move towards her second orgasm of the night.

"Cum inside me," she cried out as it seemed they were both nearing their climaxes. "Fuck, Brad, cum inside me!"

Brad grabbed her ass and his balls jumped in Louis's mouth. The sounds of sex intensified for a few moments and then moans of pleasure filled the room as Brad unloaded inside Louis's wife.

"I love fucking you," Brad said. "I fucking love fucking you."

Kaylee laughed and then leaned down to kiss him. "And I love fucking you too." They shared another, deeper kiss as Louis stared at the union of his wife's pussy and her boyfriend's cock and admired how beautiful it looked to see another man inside her.

"Would you mind giving Louis and me a few minutes?" Kaylee asked softly. "Maybe pour yourself a glass of champagne and gird your strength for round two?"

"Of course," Brad replied.

Kaylee lifted her pussy off his cock and Brad got out of the bed and headed for the other room in the suite. He even closed the door for them. Louis figured he'd be cleaning Brad's cock - like he'd done a handful of times already - but it seemed that Kaylee had other plans.

"Louis, my love," Kaylee said with a smile, "you've been everything I wanted you to be over the past year. I teased you. I denied you. I drove you absolutely crazy, and you did everything I desired, because that's the kind of man you are, aren't you?"

"Yes," Louis answered as Kaylee spread her legs. He stared at her puffy pussy lips and the thick fluid that had begun to leak out of her.

"Brad is better than you at fucking me," she said. "He always will be, because you're bad in bed, Louis. If Brad ever decides he's not into me anymore, I'll just find someone else, and he'll fuck me instead of you."

"I know," Louis replied.

Kaylee reached down and ran her fingers over her pussy lips, luring Louis's gaze between her legs once more. "You deserve a reward for being so good, Louis. You were denied for a year. I subjected you to all manner of humiliations and you embraced them. You ate Brad's cum out of me. You cleaned his cock with your lovely mouth. You sucked him off for me like you were some sort of whore that I could pimp out to my boyfriend. You were a good cuckold for me."

"I was," Louis said.

"Come put your cock inside me," she instructed with a smile. "Fuck me, Louis. Fuck your wife."

Louis hurriedly moved between her legs and paused with the tip of his cock pressed against her pussy lips. Kaylee smiled and kissed him. Louis plunged inside her and moaned into his wife's mouth. She used the opportunity to offer her tongue and he took it.

It was like he was having sex for the first time all over again. After a year of denial her pussy felt like the most wondrous thing in the world. Every second he was inside her was pure, perfect, bliss. It was joy unlike any other. It was everything he wanted it to be and so much more.

Because of that, Louis came quickly. It couldn't have been more than thirty seconds. His whole body vibrated with pleasure as Kaylee wrapped her arms and legs around him and held him close as he expelled his seed into her pussy.

Louis's orgasm felt like it went on forever, as if a year's worth of denial had left him so pent up the pleasure lasted far beyond his ejaculation. When his body finally stopped trembling he lifted himself up, looked down at Kaylee, smiled, and said, "That was the best sex I've ever had."

She returned his smile and replied, "It wasn't even close to the best sex I've ever had."

"I know," Louis said.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it, though. And just think, one year from now you'll get to have the best sex of your life all over again," she added. "As long as you're a good cuckold, that is."

She was going to deny him for another year. Another year without sex. Another year of doing every humiliating thing she demanded. Another year of making his fantasy a reality. Another year of intense arousal. Another year of bliss.

"I'll be a good cuckold," Louis promised. "I'll do anything you want."

Kaylee smiled and kissed him softly. "I know you will. In fact, you're going to start right now. First you're going to clean my pussy. Then, you're going to get on your knees in front of Brad. You're going to take his cock in your mouth and you're going to suck him like a good cuckold until he's hard for your wife. Then you're going to watch him fuck me again, and again, and again."

"Yes, I am," Louis replied with a smile.

He pulled out, laid between her legs, and got to work on cleaning her pussy. He was going to be the good cuckold his wife wanted him to be. He was going to accept another year of denial and humiliation. Of course he was going to do that. The last year of his life had been hugely exciting, and he wanted more. So much more.

The End.