The Cuckold Hotel
1
During some "wanton spring," Alexey, a young man in his prime who had come on vacation to country G. with his charming wife, was flipping through an erotic magazine in his hotel room, bought from a street stall because of its flashy sexual cover.
The photos of elegant naked girls on every page were already starting to seem banal, and he was just about to close the magazine when suddenly a promotional page unfolded before him with an intriguing red headline:
"For lovers of real thrills!"
At the top of the page was an image of a smiling, mustachioed man with antlers like a deer, just below which was a
caption:"The 'Cuckold' Hotel! A muscular black man will fuck your wife behind glass! Paradise for cuckolds and their unfaithful girlfriends!"
Alexey took a deep breath, felt the first signs of an erection in his pants, and read on:
"Advantages of visiting the 'Cuckold' Hotel:
— Double rooms for cheating, where no outsiders will disturb you.
— Special glass that is transparent only from the husband's side, while in the sex room it is a mirrored surface. The husband's observation room is completely isolated, and you are free to make any sounds there—no one will hear or see you anyway!
— There is a bar where you can relax and drink quality alcohol. An abundance of choices for every taste!
— Possibility of video recording, complete anonymity.
— Mutual respect between partners. No rudeness, every one of our lovers is a true Gentleman!
— You determine the scenario of the process and the boundaries of what is allowed (through a special questionnaire).
— The possibility of a woman having sex with two lovers at once! Add some heat!
— Soft matte lighting in red shades will create an intimate atmosphere in the sex room.
— The possibility of musical accompaniment is available; the playlist is chosen by the couple in advance.
— There are sleeping rooms for those who need to stay overnight.
Attention! Currently, our hotel is running a promotion: anyone willing to post a video of the process on the website can use the services absolutely free of charge!
On our website, you can familiarize yourself with the guide for a beginner cuckold.
We invite couples who know what they want.
Be bold! Become a cuckold! Test yourself for ecstasy!"
The page ended, and Alexey put the magazine aside. He experienced conflicting feelings. What he had just read awakened in him his long-standing dream—to see his other half, the attractive and sexy girl Anna, in the arms of another man. Once, he and Anna had even wanted to have a threesome, but then changed their minds and decided not to risk it. But Alexey knew that Anna wanted sex on the side, and she knew that he wanted to see it. They simply stopped talking about it, and formally, this conversation was hidden somewhere in the recesses of the unconscious.
Alexey loved photographing the naked and slender Anya in the shower, on the grass in the garden, and once even dared to take a photo on an empty roadway near the house early in the morning. They posted parts of the photos on websites about unfaithful wives but never dared to show their full faces in the pictures.
Overall, they are a kind and prosperous married couple. Alexey is 32, Anna is 29. No children yet. They got married three years ago and have been faithful to each other all these years of living together.
Alexey was in business and could afford a life of abundance for himself and his wife, yet somehow there was a lack of thrill and adrenaline in life and their relationship. Photos, watching erotica, and fantasies had already become boring over three years. Something needed to be done, and as soon as possible...
2
The next day, at breakfast, Alexey casually placed the magazine in front of Anna. She took a sip of coffee and looked at him questioningly, then noticed the bookmark. Opening the bookmarked page, she saw the advertisement for the "Cuckold" Hotel. Her eyes darted across the page for about thirty seconds, after which she asked:
— What is this, Lyosh?
— A hotel for cuckolding, — Alexey grinned and tried to gauge Anna's reaction. She definitely looked animated but also somewhat frightened.
— Why are you showing me this?
— What do you think?
Anna lowered her gaze, fluttered her long, light-as-down eyelashes a few times, and pretended to be thinking. Her medium-sized breasts moved rhythmically with her breathing.
Alexey swallowed and decisively blurted out in one breath:
— How about we try it? We'll be in different rooms, and there's no hassle with finding a partner. We'll choose a guy from the catalog and go for it, — Alexey stammered slightly, blurting it out in one breath.
Anya blushed and held her breath.
— I don't know, honey. Are you sure this is exactly what we need?
— But you want it, right?... — Alexey asked directly instead of answering.
Anya swallowed. She knew very well that Alexey had long dreamed of seeing her have sex with another man. Countless times they had fantasized about such topics while making love. Yes, she wanted it. And Alexey knew it.
— Then we should discuss it.
Anna's nature definitely demanded sex on the side, but deceiving her beloved husband would be a betrayal. Now, however, the "Cuckold" Hotel would allow them to fulfill Alexey's long-standing dream and satisfy Anna's lustful hunger. She really wanted to feel like a slut and cheat on Alexey, to give him big horns from the depths of her "generous female soul," but to do it openly and with her husband's approval, so that this action would bring positive emotions to BOTH of them. And so, finishing this short discussion, they were convinced that their bond would only strengthen after visiting this mysterious establishment. After all, it's all about trust!
Still, Anna was very worried that the infidelity would cause Alexey psychological trauma, so they decided not to rush. For a couple of days before visiting the hotel, they diligently prepared: watched porn films, had intimate conversations before bed in bed, fantasizing about cheating with guys from the catalog, openly confessed their fears and concerns to each other. To help Alexey accept the ecstatic pain of betrayal from his beloved woman, they even tried sadomasochism—Anna whipped Alexey with a whip until the first drops of blood. Alexey endured the flogging steadfastly and claimed he had quite learned to trust the pain coming from the hands of his beloved wife. The humbling of male pride bore fruit, and Anya began to get into the "swing of a wild woman," revealing her natural sexuality more deeply.
Alexey, in turn, also decided to study the "Guide for a Beginner Cuckold" posted on the hotel's website. He printed out this document and started reading. The text began with bold, arousing calls, accompanied by a photo of a happy young couple, behind whom stood a naked, smiling black man holding deer antlers.
Next came photos from the sex rooms, and then, in a special attention frame, the following text was displayed:
"Sex between your beloved and another man can become one of the brightest moments of your life. Make sure you are truly ready for it and dare to do it!".
Then followed rather boring biological quotes, attempts to prove the expediency and justification of such sexual experiments from the point of view of common sense and science, theories of natural selection, and so on. Alexey only skimmed this part of the guide, rereading the scientists' research on the so-called "sperm war."
Closer to the end of the brochure, the necessity of signing some documents upon registration was justified, according to which the couple consciously chooses this type of entertainment and the hotel administration is relieved of responsibility for the consequences of their choice. Logical. Then an example of a questionnaire was presented, also filled out by the couple upon registration: full name, wishes, definition of boundaries, choice of lover (or two) from the catalog, etc. It was reported that currently, not only black men were available but also Japanese and Asian men, and the list was constantly being updated.
The guide concluded with the following optimistic slogan:
"Are you ready? Then go for it!"
Indeed—full speed ahead! After reading the guide, Alexey's pants resembled a tent. He sighed heavily and put the printout aside. Not far from him, on the couch, sat Anna in her underwear, watching TV. An imaginary muscular black man, sitting next to her, ran his palm over the graceful thigh of this beautiful woman. Alexey felt his fly was about to burst. The black man reached under her skirt and moved his lips toward her breast. Alexey's heart pumped adrenaline through his blood. Doubts vanished; he made a decision—they were going to the "Cuckold" Hotel. And as soon as possible.
3
On the nearest weekend, they set off, to make it while their trip to Europe was not yet over. They didn't have to drive long—about an hour. Out of the corner of his eye, Alexey noticed that Anna's knees were trembling slightly.
They recognized the "Cuckold" Hotel immediately—they were greeted by a huge colorful sign, like at a casino, with a caricatured horned man and a seductive lady playfully exposing part of her breast.
After arrival, they were given a questionnaire to fill out and several documents to sign, and were also asked to pay for the services, as the arriving couple did not plan to post a video on the website. Then Anna chose a black man named Ben—a tall, stocky 25-year-old man with powerful, defined muscles and a shining face like a contented child. Then, over coffee, they met the chosen one and finally confirmed their choice. It was time to proceed. The rooms for cheating were on the second floor.
And so Alexey entered his observation room, locked the bolt, and looked around. To his left was glass, about 2 by 3 meters in size. The glass had a lilac tint. In the upper corners were two speakers transmitting sound from the neighboring "hot" room. The floor was soft, like a gym mat. There was also a chair in the room, on which Alexey piled all his clothes, remaining naked, and examined the sex room with his gaze. It was illuminated by a red matte light, creating an intimate atmosphere. In the middle stood a small bed covered with a scarlet sheet, the rest of the space was empty.
He hadn't even had time to sit on the chair and breathe more or less calmly when the naked Anna and Ben appeared behind the glass. Alexey's penis twitched, and his fingers began to tremble. Anna looked around with slight embarrassment, tucking her head into her shoulders, smiling sourly, and hastily swallowing. Her tanned body resembled that of a mulatto, and her black hair cut to her ears gave a slightly gothic look. A nice, neat butt, juicy rounded breasts—all this would now belong to this unfamiliar black man. Alexey felt as if someone had run a straight razor blade over his balls.
After thoroughly polishing Anna's cave, Ben offered her his penis for a blowjob. When her lips closed around the black head, a lightning bolt pierced Alexey's crotch. He distinctly heard Anya's lustful moan. "She's taking this guy's penis in her mouth! My beloved baby! Damn it!" — jealousy mixed with arousal in his soul, and for a moment he regretted that they had started this at all. But if his rational head rejected what he saw, the head of his penis only welcomed and rejoiced at the observed spectacle in all its glory.
Alexey mercilessly jerked his cock, which was swelling more and more from the rush of blood. Anna looked at him with passionate, slightly frightened eyes, pressed against the glass, but, of course, could not see him. Her breasts swayed delightfully in time with the black man's movements. The black penis entered deep into her womb, and she moaned sweetly with pleasure, completely surrendering to passion. The speakers transmitted the sounds of love clearly and distinctly.
The remnants of jealousy and anger, lurking somewhere on the periphery of consciousness, left Alexey, replaced by the madness of excitement and absolute, unconditional trust in Anna. He wanted to howl at his fucking wife, like a jackal at the moon. He pressed against the glass, vainly trying to catch her gaze for at least a moment, then began rubbing the head of his penis against the glass, doing rhythmic half-squats, breathing deeply and growling on the exhale.
After some time of copulation, Ben, naturally, felt the urge to cum. Anna knelt, and he threw his head back, thrust his pelvis forward, and began ejaculating semen into Anya's mouth, rhythmically jerking. Anna's slutty eyes darted across the glass, as if trying intuitively to find the gaze of her beloved husband and thereby let him drink the cocktail of betrayal to the dregs. Alexey had already stopped thinking altogether; his hand instinctively gripped his tortured dick and continued masturbating with hard jerks. Semen flooded Anna's mouth, and she swallowed with immense pleasure, spitting some onto the glass "for Alexey's delight." Then she licked the black man's head clean. Her moans and smacking sounds, echoing from the speakers, finally put Alexey into a trance, and he felt a whirlwind of orgasm approaching in his crotch.
As he came, Alexey aimed his penis at the area of the glass behind which Anna's face was hidden, as if taking aim, and hot, thick semen slowly flowed down the glass. His beloved's eyes became blurred due to the streaks of semen, and for a moment it seemed to Alexey that his own vision was also blurring, anticipating loss of consciousness. But after a few seconds, he came to his senses. The still good-natured black man offered Anna a hand to help her up from her knees, and they slowly left the room. Just before exiting, Anna glanced back for a moment at the mirrored surface of the glass. Her eyes were filled with lust and amorous languor. What would Alexey say to her when they met? How would she look him in the eyes? And what would she read in them? Jealousy, love, anger, or fear? Despite their thorough home conversations, she was now unsure of anything. She knew only one thing for sure—her veins were about to burst from the excess of excitement and hormones in her blood.
4
Alexey's piercing eyes, on the one hand, calmed her, and on the other, made her tremble even more. They didn't exchange a single word until they reached the car, only stealing flirtatious glances at each other. Alexey looked somehow humble and slightly shy.
— Did you like it?
Alexey smiled broadly:
— Yes, sunshine. Though at times I thought I would die. Probably, it was the brightest experience of my life. Now it feels like you and I only started dating today.
— I was worried about you, Lyosh. I can't even imagine what you went through there at first. Did you jerk off?
— Yes... and came on the glass. Right where your face was.
— Oh, you bastard! — Anna laughed and slapped Alexey on the thigh. He gave her a radiant, love-filled, languid look, and she ceremoniously kissed him on the cheek.
The sun was setting beyond the horizon. Anna closed her eyes. The warm rays of the setting sun caressed her closed eyelids. She wanted to hug Alexey and give him all the tenderness she was capable of. Oh, to be home soon. She felt she was truly alive and felt like the happiest woman in the world.