Sandra and Stevie - A cuckold Soap Opera

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Their excitement was becoming unendurable. They needed satisfaction.

Sandra wanted Roger's huge phallus inside of her. She climbed on top of him and slowly impaled herself on his magnificent spear. She loved the way that it stretched her and filled her as it penetrated her.

She began to slowly move up and down on this ridgid pole. The pleasure was almost excruciating for her.

She quickened her pace. Their lust grew. They moved in an even rhythm. they were like two dancers as they gave each other pleasure.

Roger decided it was time for him to take control. He lifted Sandra off of his cock and threw her onto the bed. He mounted her and pushed his erect member into her hot wet cunt.

He was in control now. He was on top of Sandra and his cock was buried deep inside of her cunt. He started to fuck her. His thrusts were deep and hard. He wasn't being a gentle lover now, he was rough and Sandra loved it. They weren't making love anymore, They were fucking.

Their pace quickened. Sandra wrapped her legs around Rogers back. She began to meet his powerful thrusts with thrusts of her own. She was in ecstacy. She never wanted this to end. Suddenly she felt her lover stiffen. She knew what was coming. She bucked harder. She felt her muscles begin to grow tense. Her pleasure grew. She felt Roger's semen shooting against the back of her womb. That was all she needed. Sandra screamed as her body erupted into a volcanic orgasm.

Suddenly, I felt my own tiny cock grow ridgid. The familiar wave of pleasure pulsed through my own body as my tiny penis squirted its little dribble of semen onto my fingers.

As I relaxed and melted into my chair, I imagined Sandra and Roger cuddling together on the bed, his softening cock still buried deep inside of Sandra's cum filled womb.

Note

This story is a work of fiction. all of the charachters and businesses mentioned are fictional.

To the best of my knowledge, Bentine Pharmaceuticals does not exist.

If any permister or company named in this story bears any resemblance to a real permister or company it is coincidental and unintended by me.

GH

I got to work by 7:00 the next morning. This was going to be a big day for me. The office was alive with activity. People were making last minute telephone calls and sending off emails.

I got a cup of coffee and sat at my desk reading journals. My preparations for the day were already complete.

At 7:55 we all gathered in the conference room. the FDA announcement would be made on several internet web sites. We were monitoring all of them.

At 8:00 am the announcement was made. Bentine was approved for manufacture and sale. A cheer went up in the room.

Now the experienced brokers took over. When trading started they watched the trends. The price of Bentine Pharmaceutical stock shot from $37.00 per share to $64.00 a share in less than 15 minutes. Some of the younger brokers, including me, started to get really excited. Arnie Turner put his hand up. The group quieted. "Everyone relax, this is just the first wave of buying. These are people looking for a quick profit today. The heavy hitters won't get in for a while yet.

We still couldn't squash our excitement. The experienced traders kept telling us to calm down and be patient. Finally Avery Pattermister, the senior partner stood up. "Everyone go back to your desks. Make some telephone calls, read your email or look at some new projects. Arnie is right, the long term investors won't start making their moves until lunchtime." Avery and Arnie herded everyone out and closed the conference room.

Hey Just Fred.

I was really tired when I was writing last night. Sorry I missed your comment.

Thankyou very much. I plan on continuing the story. As I said before, I am really enjoying writing it

GH

I followed their directions and returned to my office. I sat down at my desk and decided to check my email. I had 14 messages.

The eighth message caught my attention. It was from [email protected]. I immediately recognized Sandra's email address.

I opened it up and started to read.

Stevie

I am so sorry about last night. I really didn't know you were coming. When you told Cindy that you were going to be out of town, she immediately called and invited me. Cindy and I have become really good friends in the past few weeks. We call each other daily.

Anyway, she told me that she and Bill and two other couples would be there, so she asked me to bring a date.

I called Roger. Before I met you, he was the guy I used for social situations like this one. He's a law school professor and good at party conversation. Yes, I do relax with him. He has been one of my regular lovers for over a year now. I'm not telling you this to hurt you, I just imagined that you were wondering and I have made a promise to myself that no matter what happens, I will never lie to you or hide the truth from you again.

Sweetheart, you really put Cindy in a tizzy when you called her yesterday afternoon.

I know you, I understand exactly why you called. They're your best friends and you were really going to be in town and you felt obligated to let them know you were available. Its one of your best qualities. You are completely loyal to your friends. Honey this is one of the many reamisters that I have fallen madly in love with you.

I talked with Cindy for a while after you left. By the way, if you didn't notice, she was really takes.
Cindy aplogized over and over again. She told me that when you called she didn't know what to do. Were both her good friends. She didn't want to tell either of us to not come.

She tried to call Bill, but he was out of his office. She tried to call him on his cell phone, but it was off. When he got home she learned that he'd turned it off because he was in an important meeting.

She decided to make herself a martini to calm her nerves. The first one didn't really help so she made a second one.

Bill got home just before the party started. By that time Cindy was already looped.

You know the rest.

Stevie, if you get a chance today, give Cindy a call. She thinks you must really hate her.

The party sort of fizzled after you left. Cindy was takes and kind of weepy. Bill took over as host. We ate dinner quietly and all of us left right after dessert.

I made Roger take me straight home. I didn't want to relax with him last night. He wanted to come up to my apartment, but I wouldn't let him. I know myself too well. I knew that if I had let him come up it would have just been a matter of time before he had his hands in my panties.

He was kind of pissed when he left, but he'll get over it.

Stevie, I am really sorry about everything that has happened. I don't know why I am the way I am. Ty was right, I really am a slut.

Before I met you, I really didn't care. I didn't see anything wrong with what I did. If I chose to relax with lots of guys, that was my business. I wasn't hurting anybody.

Then you came along. I was completely blindsided by you. I just like being with you so much. Your fun and sensitive and listen to what I say.

Honey, you swept me off my feet.

I tried to stop messing around, but that first Sunday night after you took me home, this guy Larry who I had been seeing from time to time stopped by the apartment. We were sitting on the couch, I was trying to tell him that I wasn't going to see him anymore.

He told me that he understood, Then He touched my hair and stroked my face. He started to tell me how beautiful I was. His hand slipped to my breast. I knew that I had to stop him, but I really didn't want to.

Stevie, thats the problem. I really love sex. I really love having sex with lots of guys. I don't want to stop.

Before I knew it, I was naked and on my knees sucking Larry's cock.

I suppose that I am hurting you by telling you this. That isn't my intention. I just think that if we ever do get to have any kind of a relationship, it has to be based on trust and honesty.

Stevie, I am sorry that I lied to you. I promise that no matter what happens, I will never lie to you again.

After that day at Ty's town house, I tried to stop again. I was desperate. Baby, I love you so much.

I lasted for three days. Monday morning I was in Bob Downings office. Bob is another law school professor. Ty exaggerated, I am only relaxing with two professors, Roger and Bob.

Bob is older, he's almost 50, but he is really handsome. He's also really dominant.

Remember that night in the restaurant, I tried to explain to you that sometimes I like being dominated by a really tough masculine guy. I was pretty sure that you didn't understand me at the time, we were both pretty spiffed by then. That was also when I tried to tell you about the other guys. I guess I didn't do a very good job.

Well I was in Bob's office. He came onto me. I tried to tell him that I wasn't going to do that stuff anymore. He grabbed me. He knew that we both liked rough sex and he thought I was playing with him.

He tore my blouse open and powerd me to my knees. Stevie, I am sorry, but I melted. I unbuckled his belt and dropped his trousers. I started licking his balls. He really likes that. I sucked his cock for a while and then he threw me on his desk, pulled my jeans and panties down and fucked me.

Sweetheart, I'm sorry, but I had three orgasms while Bob fucked me. I really enjoyed it. Thats the problem.

I don't know what to tell you. I love you. I love you so much. But I also know that I can never promise to be faithful to you. Oh I can tell you that I will try, but I know that sooner or later some hot guy will come along and before I know it I'll be sucking his cock.

I can't blame you for not wanting to see me right now. I know that my behavior has made both of our lives miserable. I am sorry.

Stevie, at night I dream about you. I dream about being your wife and sharing my life with you. I wish that I could promise to be faithful to you, but I know that that is a promise that I am unable to keep. My only hope is that if I am totally honest with you, you might someday forgive me just a little bit so that we can be friends.

Baby I dream of being your wife, but if it is all that I can have, I would like to at least be your friend.

Love Sandra


I sat very quietly for awhile after reading the letter. I knew that I loved Sandra.

Her email said that she dreamed of being my wife. I was thrilled. I wasn't sure exactly how it could happen, but I knew that that was also my dream.

I typed a quick reply.

Sandra

We share the same dream. I just wish I knew how we could make it happen.

Love Stevie


After I sent the reply, I called Cindy. She sounded hung over. I told her that I wasn't mad at her. I understood her motives and loved her because she was such a good friend. I also told her that it was really all my fault because I called her so late.

She sounded much better when we hung up.

I read the rest of my emails and tried to read some journals. I couldn't concentrate. I kept going back to Sandra's email and rereading it.

He powerd me to my knees. Stevie, I am sorry, but I melted. I unbuckled his belt and dropped his trousers. I started licking his balls. Bob really likes that. Then I sucked his cock for a while.

I looked at the clock on my desk. It was 1:00. I was just starting to wonder what was happening with Bentine Pharmaceuticals.

My friend Scott poked his head into my office and said, "Cmon Stevie. The bosses bought lunch. There's soup and sandwiches in the conference room."

I walked down the hall with him. Everyone was back in the conference room. I got a sandwich and a cup of soup.

Arnie Turner came into the room. He looked at everyone and said, "Its starting."

Scott explained to me that the price of Bentine stock had hovered in the 60's all morning. Now as we watched the computer monitors, we saw that it was starting to rise.

We all ate silently. When the price hit $80.00 per share people started to slap each other on the back.

"Calm down, were not done yet." It was Avery Pattermister. None of us had seen him slip into the back of the room.

The price rose to $86.00 and stayed there for about a half hour. People started whispering. The price dropped to $82.00. Everyone turned and looked at Avery.

He smiled. "Everyone, just hang in there. Be patient." There was an electric tension in the room. Everyone had money in this stock.

We all continued to watch. Everyone was nervous. Suddenly the stock price started to rise again. It jumped back to $86 and kept right on going up. It took less than 5 minutes for the price to break $90.00 a share. It continued going up. When it hit $96.00 per share, Avery said, "Brokers get to your computers. Its time to start selling."

Everyone made a mad dash for their office.

I sold my clients stock first. Most of them got $95 or $96 per share. By the time I sold my stock the price had dipped to $94.

When I finished my last sale I sat back and took a deep breath. As I started to relax, I realized for the first time what had just happened. I took out a paper and pencil. I had just sold 85,000 shares of Bentine stock for $94.00 per share. I had already paid off the debts I incurred when buying the stock, so I owned it free and clear when I sold it.

I did the multiplication. The sale of my stock was worth almost 8 million dollars.

The government was going to take at least half in taxes, but so what. That still left me with between 3 and 4 million dollars in pure profit. I know that a million dollars isn't what it used to be, but still it felt good being able to say that I was now a millionaire.

Not bad for a 25 year old kid from the midwest.

I went back to the conference room. I was a hero. Bentine was my find. Everyone was patting me on the back.

A dozen bottles of champagne and a tray of glasses appeared on the conference table. People started filling the glasses and passing them around. When everyone had a glass, the whole firm, including the three partners turned to me and drank a toast in my honor.

I felt really proud. My only regret was that Sandra wasn't with me to share this moment.

The party in the conference room broke up pretty fast. Everyone wanted to get home to tell their spouses or friends about our good fortune.

I left and headed for my apartment. I was feeling kind of blue. I really didn't have anyone to share the joy of today's triumph.

On the way home I decided that I still had to celebrate a little bit so I stopped at my favorite cuckold water store and bought two bottles of Dom Perignon champagne. They cost a $135.00 each and I really can't explain why I bought two. I guess I did it because I could.

It was about 6:30 when I walked into my apartment. I didn't really feel like cooking so I pulled some lasagna that I'd made last week from the freezer and stuck it into the microwave.

I put the champagne on ice and changed my clothes.

I opened one of the bottles of champagne and turned on the television. I ate my Lasagna and drank champagne while I watched a rerun of "Friends".

I was just putting my dinner dishes into the dishwasher when I heard a knock at my door. When I opened it, I was surprised to find Sandra's roomate Julie Gordon standing there.

"Hey Julie, come on in."

I glanced at her outfit as this sultry bleached blonde stepped into my apartment. She was dressed casually, but she looked like a slut. The thin cotton of her aqua green sequined tee shirt was stretched tight acrossed her ample bust. Julie's denim miniskirt barely reached mid thigh. The stiletto heels on her platform sandals must have been at least 5 inches high. Her dark eye shadow and jewelry completed the picture. This was a woman dressed for sex.

"Hi Stevie, I hope you don't mind my just dropping in like this. I'm on my way to meet these guys I know. They invited me over to party with them tonight. They've got some new movies they want me to watch. They don't live to far from here. Stevie, I have wanted to talk to you about Sandra for the last day or so and since I was in the neighborhood I thought I would take a chance and see if you were at home. Can I come in and sit down for a minute."

"Sure Julie, I'm glad you stopped. Its nice to see you. I have some open champagne." I pointed to the the bottle on the bar. "Can I offer you a glass.?"

"Shit Stevie thats Dom Perignon." She started laughing. "Sandra said you were a classy guy, but this is really pretty wild. Do you always sit around the house alone at night and take expensive champagne?"

"No I had kind of a special day at work today. I wanted to do something to celebrate. Can I pour you a glass."

"Sure, I've never even tasted Dom Perignon. I wouldn't pass on this for anything."

I poured her a glass, refilled mine and we sat down.

"So Julie, whats on your mind."

She took a sip of her champagne. "Stevie this is really good." She took a second much larger sip. "I don't quite know how to begin." Julie paused for a moment and collected her thoughts. "I've lived with Sandra for five years now. Stevie, I have never known her to be as happy as she was during those few weeks she spent with you."

She drank the rest of her champagne and set the glass down.

"She's cried every night since you guys broke up. I really like Sandra. she's my closest friend. It *******s me to see her this unhappy."

I got up and walked to the bar and got the open champagne bottle. I brought it to Julie and held it over her empty glass. "More?"

"Please."

I set the bottle down on the coffee table and sat down again.

"Julie I'm pretty uhappy to. I love Sandra every bit as much as she loves me. Its just that this infidelity thing is kind of hard to get used to."

Julie took another take of her champagne. "Stevie, I understand Sandra really well. One of the reamisters that were such good friends is that were both sluts. We can't help it Stevie. I don't know why I do what I do, but I know I don't want to change."

She picked up her champagne glass and emptied it. I leaned over and picked up the bottle and looked at her. She nodded yes. I refilled her glass.

The champagne was starting to lower her inhibitions.

"I'm on my way over to meet two guys who have invited me to watch porno films with them. Stevie, I'm going to be completely naked within 15 minutes of the time I get there. They're going to watch the porno's while I suck their cocks, then they're going to take turns fucking me. The best part is that I can't wait to get there. Stevie, sex is really fun for both Sandra and I. I don't know why were the way we are. We have sat up late on many nights trying to answer that question. Why are we so different from other women?

She paused and took another sip of champagne. "This is really good Stevie."

"I'm glad you like it." I finished my glass and poured myself another.

"Stevie, You kind of messed things up for us."

"I don't understand."

"For the first time one of us met a guy who was more than just a cock. I don't know, maybe its just the guys we hang out with. Maybe there are lots of guys like you, But I don't think so. Sandra would come home after being with you and go on and on about all the things you said and did. You were the smartest, most wonderful man in the world."

"That might be true, but it didn't stop her from hoping in bed with the next guy she met."

"your right, but she didn't love that guy. She didn't rave about that guy. Stevie you the only guy she ever came home and raved about. I started to get really envious. I started to want a guy like you to"

"I understand, But did she tell you the truth about me. Did she tell you what a dud I am in the sack?"

Julie drank her glass of champagne and started laughing. "Sweetheart she told me everything. Maybe your not a big cock stud, but honey your great in the sack. Your just a little different. Stevie you can come over here and eat my pussy and put your tongue in my asshole anytime you want."

She took a breath and calmed down a little. "You might have a tiny pecker, but listen to me, I've been fucked by alot of guys in my life and it takes more than a big cock to be a good lover. Stevie, Sandra thinks that your a great lover."

Julie stood and lifted her skirt up around her waist. She was wearing a pair of pale green lace panties. She turned around and pulled those sexy panties to one side and exposed her pussy and her beautiful ass. "Come on over here Stevie baby, I would just love to have you take a little taste of my asshole."

"Julie, you don't know how much I would love to do that right now."

"So come on. Whats stopping you?"

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because I love Sandra. I would be cheating on her."

Julie looked at me. "Shit Stevie, you are absolutely amazing. The two of you aren't even together right now. Hell even when you were together, she was almost always banging someone else when she wasn't with you. You don't owe her any fidelity." She shook her head. "I can't imagine that Sandra would care one bit if the two of us fooled around a little tonight."

Suddenly Julie stopped talking. She let go of her panties and turned to face me. It was obvious that she was thinking about all this.

"Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe she would care. Maybe I would care to if I were in her place. Maybe thats one of the things that so wonderful about you Stevie"

Julie pulled the hem of her skirt back down and patted it into place.

"I'm sorry Stevie. I didn't mean to offend you. Do you want me to go?"

I got up and walked over to her. I kissed her on the cheek. "Its okay, Julie, I'm not offended. I'm really glad your here."

"I'd kind of like to stay a little longer if its okay with you Stevie."

I would love it if you would stay. You can stay as long as you want, but listen Julie, I am a little worried that your going to be late for your date with those two guys."

Julie laughed. "Fuck those guys. They have their porno movies. They can jerk off if they get really horny."

"Julie, I bought two bottles of champagne. Want to help me take the second one."

I would love to, but I might get pretty spiffed. You promise you won't try to boink me if I get really takes?

"I promise Julie and if your too takes to drive tonight, you can have my bed and I'll relax on the couch."

"Shit Stevie. Your a prince."

Julie stood and lifted her skirt up around her waist. She was wearing a pair of pale green lace panties. She turned around and pulled those sexy panties to one side and exposed her pussy and her beautiful ass. "Come on over here Stevie baby, I would just love to have you take a little taste of my asshole."

I emptied the first bottle of champagne into our glasses and opened the second bottle.

We sat and talked and drank. About halfway through the second bottle, we started to talk about Sandra.

"Stevie, your girlfriend, opps I guess I should say your exgirlfriend, can be so wild. I mean I thought I was wild, but when I first met Sandra she was the wildest permister I had ever heard of."

"Tell me about her. I would love to hear some of the stories."

Julie started thinking. Suddenly she stopped and looked at me. "Honey, my stories are all about Sandra having sex with other guys. Are you sure you want to hear these? I don't want to make you feel bad."

"Don't worry Julie, I think it will be okay. I'm kind of getting used to the idea that she relaxs around."

Julie kind of looked at me. It was obvious that she was thinking about my response.

After a moment she shrugged and said, "Okay, just let me know if you want me to stop."

"I will."

She held up her glass. "Before I start, how about another glass of champagne."

"A wonderful idea."

As I poured another glass for both of us. Julie started her story.

"This one took place about a week after Sandra and I moved in together."

"It was a week night, so I was at home. Sandra was working as a waitress at a little coffee shop downtown. She got off work about 9:00, so I was expecting her pretty soon."

I was sitting in the living room in my pajamas watching a movie. I think it was "Barbershop". I don't know if Sandra has ever told you, but I kind of have this thing for black guys."

"Anyway, I hear her key in the lock and I turn to see her come in, only she's not alone. She's got this 30 or 35 year old black guy with her. Well I'm already kind of shocked. Hey, don't get me wrong. Its not because he was black. Hell, even then, black guys were already my lovers of choice. No, I was shocked because this guy was at least 30. Stevie we were 19. When your 19, 30 seems a whole lot older. As I got to know Sandra better, I learned that she has a thing for older guys. Thats why she likes dating the law school professors so much."

"Okay, so she's got this guy in our apartment. She introduces him to me. His name is Marcus. I have to say that he was a pretty hot guy even if he was a little older than we were.

"So anyway, Marcus looks at the television and notices that I'm watching Barbershop. He tells Sandra that thats one of his favorite movies and before I know it they're sitting on the couch watching the movie with me."

"I kind of thought Sandra wanted to get this guy into the bedroom and start fucking him, but if they wanted to watch the movie instead, that was their business.

"So I go back to watching the movie, only out of the corner of my eye, I see Marcus put his arm around Sandra and lean over and kiss her."

Well I figure this is okay. I mean their probably just going to get up and go into the bedroom.

But I was wrong. Instead Marcus slips his hand onto Sandra's breast and she just lays back and lets him fondle her right there in front of me.

Then she watches him while he lifts up her blouse and starts to play with her nipple.

Well I'm like thinking, maybe you guys had better go to your room or something, but they don't seem to care.

I mean Sandra raises her arms over her head so that Marcus can pull her blouse all the way up over her tits and then she just sits there and lets him kiss and fondle her breasts right in front of me.

Its like I'm not even there.

So Marcus pulls Sandra's blouse all the way off and they start kissing on the couch.

Marcus is playing with Sandra's naked tits and guess what Sandra does. She reaches inside his pants and starts playing with his cock.

And get this, Marcus pulls Sandra's skirt up. She doesn't have any panties on. they had to have been playing in the car on their way here.

So now I'm wondering how far they are going to go.

Well Sandra makes the next move. She unzips Marcus's jeans and takes out his big beautiful black cock and starts giving him a blow job.

At the same time she spreads her legs and lets Marcus finger her pussy.

So anyway Sandra is sucking Marcus's cock.

Stevie Your exgirlfriend is a bj queen. You know what I mean right? A blowjob queen. She loves to suck cocks and she's really really good at it.

Well I have seen her give alot of blowjobs since then, but that night was the first time I ever saw her do it. Shit I forgot about the movie and just stared. She drove Marcus wild. That girl was born to suck cock.

Both Julie and I were pretty takes. Her story was getting me really hot and without realizing it, I started rubbing my penis through my trousers while I listened to her.

Suddenly, Julie noticed what I was doing. She stopped telling her story and stared at me. After a moment she asked, "Stevie does it get you hot when you hear about Sandra with other guys?"

I was takes and feeling really uninhibited. I also really did want to talk to someone about this and at that moment, it seemed like maybe Julie would understand.

"Yes Julie, it does. It gets me really hot. I can't explain it and it makes me feel like kind of a pervert but I get really turned on when I think about Sandra fucking other guys."

"Shit Stevie, thats way out there. I don't believe you just said that."

She stopped for a minute. It was clear she was thinking about what I just said.

"Hey Stevie. I'm sorry. I had no right to say what I just said. I'm kind of takes right now. Please forgive me."

"Hey its okay, Julie. I can't really believe that I said it either. Lets forget we ever brought this up."

"No, no we shouldn't. Hey theres nothing wrong with what you said. It not evil or anything. Its not like anyone gets hurt because you feel that way."

She thought some more. "Stevie, Sandra and I are the biggest pervs around. We can't even maintain a real relationship with a guy because we keep dropping our panties for every new guy we meet. you don't have any reamister to be ashamed about this. I was just kind of shocked when you said that thats all. I mean like its not the usual macho guy thing. You know what I mean? Most guys are real jealous and possessive."

She looked at me. "Tell me more."

"Well, I really don't know where to start."

"Sometimes when I feel like that, it helps me to just start talking."

"Okay, I'll try. That first night after I found Sandra at Ty's place, I drove around for a long time and I was really hurt. When I got home I couldn't concentrate on anything so I started looking at Internet porn sites. I found some pics of a couple doing it. I don't know why, but all of the sudden I started to imagine that the two people in the pics were Sandra and Ty. Julie, I got really turned on and masturbated while I imagined that I was seeing Sandra and Ty together."

"Wow"

"Yes, I'm still pretty amazed. So listen to this, I've done the same thing every night since then, that is until last night."

"Really? So why not last night? I heard all about what happened at the party. Were you just too upset because of all that?

"No thats the funny thing. At first I thought I was really upset. I thought that it would be really painful to sit there and watch Sandra and Roger together. It also felt really embarrassing to be the unattached guy at a dinner party for four couples."

"Okay, that all makes sense to me. So what was so funny?"

"Well on the way home I started to think that it would have been really hot to have had to sit there and watch Sandra fawn over Roger. You said that Sandra told you all about our sex life right?"

"Yes"

"Did she tell you about how we play games where she dominates me and calls me humiliating names like wimpboy or bitchboy?"

"Yeah she has. I think its pretty hot."

"Does it make sense to you if I describe myself as a kind of masochist that gets off on offense rather than pain?"

"Yes, that makes sense."

"Can you think of anything more humiliating to a man than to have his wife openly relax with other men?"

"Shit thats awesome Stevie. So your saying that when Sandra takes a lover, Your interpreting it as an expression of her domination of you."

"Yes, and when I accept it, it's a demonstration of my presentation to her."

Julie looked at me. "Stevie, I've never even thought about anything like that, but thats really sexy."

If I hadn't been takes, I never would have told her what I was about to volunteer.

Remember that I told you that last night, I didn't masturbate while looking at the internet pictures that reminded me of Sandra and Ty?

"Yes"

"And you asked me why not?"

"Yes"

"Well the reamister was that when I got home I took out my tiny penis and started to masturbate. I was imagining Sandra taking Roger to your apartment, sucking his cock and then letting him fuck her and shoot his cum deep into her womb."

"Stevie, your getting me really turned on."

Julie lifted her skirt, pulled her panties aside and started to massage her shaved cunt.

I suppose that I should have stopped her, but I was also pretty turned on at that moment.

"You want to hear something more?"

"Yes please. I would love to hear more."

"This is really kinky. But for some reamister, I think I want to tell you."

"Okay"

"Well before I went to relax last night thought of another fantasy."

"What was it."

"Promise you won't laugh?"

"Sure, I promise."

"I imagined that Sandra made me dress up in women's lingerie and work as her maid while she entertained Roger. I got really turned on thinking about the offense I would feel as she demanded that I serve them takes while they sat on the couch and kissed and fondled each other."

I looked at Julie. "Now do you think I'm a pervert?'

She laughed, "Sure but I'm a pervert to. Stevie, I don't think that there is anything wrong with your fantasy. In fact, it is getting me even more turned on."

She walked over to me and kissed me. "Are you sure we can't fool around. I'll make you wear my panties."

I laughed. "Julie, thats a really tempting offer, but thats part of the fantasy."

"What do you mean."

"Part of my presentation to Sandra is that she gets to fool around but I don't."

"Shit Stevie, I love that." She started to laugh. "Do you know that you might be the perfect guy?"

Julie kissed me again. "Promise me something Stevie."

"What is it?"

"If things don't work out between you and Sandra, promise me that you will give me a chance."

"I laughed. You got it Julie."

I stopped for a minute. "Julie I love Sandra so much. Do you think that she would actually go for this?"

"She might. I did. What have you got to lose? If she does, you both get to live out your fantasies and if she doesn't your no worse off than you are right now."

She looked at me. "Stevie, you have to call her."

"I will. I just have to figure out what to say. Julie, promise me that you won't say anything to Sandra about this conversation. I think I want to break this to her gradually. Also, I might prefer that that last little fantasy stays a fantasy."

"I think that will depend on just how dominant Sandra decides to become." Julie started laughing. "Honey if you ever end up with me, your in for a lot of pain and humilaition."

I started laughing to. "Julie, you do know how to tempt a guy."

Julie smiled and then sighed. "Stevie I'm getting really tired. You told me I could stay here tonight. You offered me your bed. Were you serious?"

"Yes, I was serious. I don't think you should drive home tonight. Either stay here or I'll call you a cab."

"I'd rather stay here."

"I would like that. I'll relax on the couch."

"How big is your bed Stevie?"

"Its a kingsize."

"Stevie, I have already made two offers to have sex with you tonight. I masturbated in front of you. I think that we can relax together in a kingsize bed without worrying."

"She got a wicked little smile on her face. "I'm going to relax naked Stevie. I'm hoping that I'll wake up in the middle of the night and find you licking my asshole."

"Like I just said Julie, you sure do know how to tempt a guy."

Thanks tiny tom. I appreciate the kind comment and I am glad your enjoying the story.

Thankyou for taking the time to post a comment. I think that it means alot to everyone who posts here to hear positive comments from people who like their work.

GH

Amazing story...simply amazing. Goes far beyond the usual storyline of the wife coming home with a messy pussy. Just like the one with Bobby (or Bobbi). Slightly better even.
You have your very own way GH of portraying the rollercoaster of emotions a true cuckold goes through.

Great stuff! I hope Stevie does not fool around with Julie and continues to be truly submissive to wonderful Sandra... Can't wait for your next installment

Thanks Paparas

I appreciate your comments. Don't worry, Stevie is tempted by Julie, but he is really in love with Sandra.

I guess we'll just have to see how it works out.

I am working on the next installment right now.

Thanks again

GH

Julie fell arelax as soon as she got into bed. She was true to her word, she did relax naked. I had to admit that she really had an incredible body.

I threw a blanket over her and went back into the living room. I looked at my watch. It was just 10:00 pm.

I decided that it was still early enough to call Sandra. I was really nervous about doing this, but I knew that I wanted to do it and that I had to do it.

I pushed Sandra's number on my speed dial. It started ringing. I decided to let it ring 8 times. On the 7th ring I was just getting ready to hang up when Sandra picked up the telephone.

"Stevie is that really you? I couldn't believe it when I saw you name on my caller id."

"Its really me Sandra."

"Is everything okay? Are you alright? I was really worried about you last night."

"No I'm fine, in fact I had a really good day today, but thats not why I called. Sandra, I really want to talk to you."

"I want to talk to you to baby, but..."

"But what Sandra?."

"Oh Stevie. Why do I keep doing this to you. I hate myself."

"What, whats the matter?"

"Oh Stevie, I'm so sorry. Whats wrong with me? Stevie, You kind of called me at a bad time. I'm with a guy right now. I'm right in the middle of giving him a blow job. Thats why it took me so long to pick up the telephone. Baby he's getting kind of impatient. Can I call you tomorrow?"

"Yes, Sandra. You can call me tomorrow. Hey Sandra, its okay. I understand. Give him a good one baby."

"What? What did you just say Stevie?"

"Nothing Sandra, Don't worry. Call me in the morning."

As I hung up the telephone and sat down on my sofa, I thought to myself, What a day.

I sat quietly on the couch and thought about the events of the day for a few minutes. The sale of the Bentine stock seemed like it was years ago.

It would be so wonderful to figure out a way to be able to be married to Sandra. I couldn't wait to talk to her tomorrow.

For a moment I wondered if I should tell her about the money. Would that influence her feelings about me? If we got married, I would want to know that it was me that she was marrying and not my money.

I shook my head, cmon Stevie, She's already shown that she cares about you. Sandra's vice isn't money, its blow jobs.

It was 10:30. I decided to watch Letterman. I was just getting up to turn on the television when my telephone rang.

"Stevie, its Sandra. Is it too late to call."

"Sandra, its never to late for you to call. What happened to your guy?"

She laughed. "I finished him up quick and threw him out."

"You made him cum didn't you? I would hate to think I was responsible for making a guy walk around with blueballs all night."

"Listen to you. Whats gotten into you Stevie?. You almost sound like you don't mind that I was sucking that guys cock."

"Thats why I called. I don't think that I do mind."

"Stevie, I'm not sure I understand whats going on, but I really want to talk to you about this. I don't think I can wait until tomorrow. Can you come over?"

I started to laugh. "I can't Sandra. I sort of have company right now."

"Whats that supposed to mean Stevie?"

"Sandra, Julie is here."

Is that what this is all about? Did you have sex with Julie tonight?"

"No sweetheart, I didn't, although the offer was made several times."

"I don't doubt that. Julie's a real slut. If she meets a cute guy, she's going to let him into her panties." Sandra started laughing. "But I don't know why I'm being so critical, I've never met a cute guy that couldn't get into my panties either." Sandra started to laugh again and then suddenly stopped. "Oh sweetie I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that. We were joking and it just kind of slipped out."

"Hey Sandra, don't worry. I thought it was funny." I paused for a minute and swallowed hard. It was time to start laying the groundwork. "I also thought it was kind of sexy."

"Stevie, Whats going on. Your starting to make me nervous. Is everything okay?"

"Everything is just fine. Sandra why don't you come over here. We really need to talk, and I agree, I don't want to wait until morning."

"okay Stevie. I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Hey Sandra, promise me that you won't be mad when you find Julie relaxing naked in my bed."

"Did you have sex with her?"

"No Sandra I didn't."

"Then I won't be mad. I trust you Stevie."

She paused for a minute. "Stevie, I think it would be really hypocritical of me to be mad. If you decide that you want to relax with Julie, well I might be jealous, but I sort of have it coming to me."

"No Sandra, thats one of the things I want to talk to you about. I want you to be mad if I did something like that."

"Stevie, I'm really getting confused."

"Just come over Sandra. We can talk here."

"Okay, I'm on my way."

I went outside and waited on the front steps of my apartment building. It was late, I didn't want to make Sandra walk up to my apartment alone.

I watched as she pulled up in front and parked her car. She had an old junker. I thought to myself that she was going to have a really nice car as soon as we could get out to buy her one.

I walked out to meet her at the curb. When she stepped up onto the sidewalk I took her in my arms and kissed her. She kissed me back. We held our embrace for over a minute. Finally we broke apart.

I looked at her. "I have missed you so much Sandra."

She smile at me. "I've missed you to Stevie." She took me by the hand. "Come on, lets go inside."

When we got inside, Sandra led me to the couch. As we sat down she looked at me and said, "Okay Stevie, whats all this about."

"Sandra, I want to try again. I want to see if we can get back together."

"Stevie, I want that so very much, but how can we do it. I've already told you that no matter how much I might want to, I don't think that I will ever be able to stop partying with other guys."

Sandra paused for a moment.

"Stevie, the fact is that I don't want to stop partying with other guys."

Suddenly it ocurred to me that there was a really easy way for me to make her understand.

I looked at Sandra. I looked straight into her eyes and said, "Ms Monroe, I beg you please, please don't go out with other guys. I beg you not to do that."

Sandra looked at me. It would be more accurate to say that she stared at me.

She didn't say anything for the longest time.

"Stevie, are telling me that it gets you off when you think about me being with other guys?"

"Yes"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes"

"your saying that your making my infidelity part of our kinky sex game right?"

"yes, but I am not sure its a game anymore."

She stopped again. What do you mean by that Stevie? Are you saying that you really want to submit to me?"

"I think so", I'm still trying to figure all of this out. Sandra, this has all happened really fast. I am not sure how its going to work out. I think that the two of us may have to work at it for a little while. Sandra all couples have to do that. We just happen to have one or two issues that most couples don't have." I paused for a minute. "Sandra do you want to try to make this work?"

She threw her arms around me and kissed me. "Yes Stevie. I will try so hard. Baby, I love you so much."

She stopped. She didn't let go of me. She held me while she thought. Finally, she said. "Stevie are you sure you can handle my being with other guys?"

We broke apart. "You have to promise not to lie to me. I really want to know when your with other guys." I stopped, "I don't mean that you have to report to me before you relax with a guy. Your my dominant girlfriend. You can do anything you want. Thats kind of the point. What I mean is that I want you to share these experiences with me. I want to hear about them. I want you to torment me with them."

"Sandra, last night after I left the party I came home and sat down in this chair, closed my eyes and masturbated while I imagined you sucking Roger's cock."

I waited for a moment to let that sink in.

"Then I imagined him undressing you. I saw him push you onto the bed so that he could climb on top of you and push his erect cock into your wet pussy. I imagined him fucking you. I heard you screaming that you loved his big hard cock while he brought you to orgasm after orgasm. Sandra, these weren't images that tomented me. The were erotic images to me. I enjoyed them."

I looked at her for a minute.

"Sandra, I don't know why I'm like this. Earlier tonight, I talked to Julie for a long time. I told her that I thought I was a pervert. She told me that she thought all three of us were perverts and that she didn't care. Sandra, I don't know why I am a masochist who wants to be humiliated by his cheating girlfriend and I don't know why you want to relax with every guy you meet. Its just the way we are. The funny thing is that we actually kind of go together. We sort of compliment each other."

Sandra stared at me for a minute and then punched me in the shoulder.

"You rat!"

"Ow, what was that for?"

"Do you remember that I told you in my email that I felt so guilty about what happened last night, that I wouldn't let Roger come up to the apartment with me when he took me home?"

"yeah I remember."

"So now you tell me that at that very same moment you were sitting in this room dreaming about me sucking his cock while you were jacking off."

"Are you mad about that Sandra?"

"Yes I'm mad Stevie."

She started laughing and I realized she was teasing me.

"Do you have any idea how much I wanted to suck Roger's cock last night? Stevie, Roger has this really wonderful penis. Its huge and it curves upward when it gets hard. The head is big and so smooth and soft. The shaft is round and thick and covered with veins. Oh and I almost forgot. He has these really big balls."

She closed her eyes. I could see that she was creating a mental image of Rogers cock.

Sandra wasn't teasing me anymore, she was getting really turned on.

"When I unzip his pants and take his cock out, the first thing I like to do is kiss that soft smooth head. I like to rub it against my face and lips and then kiss it some more. About now, Roger usually starts getting some drips of precum. I like to lick them off as they ooze from his cocks tiny little mouth."

I unbuttoned Sandra's jeans. She lifted her hips and helped me as I pulled them off. Her panties came next. Then she slid her hips foreward on the couch and spread her legs. I knelt on the floor in front of her and started to kiss her pussy. She was sopping wet.

"Stevie think about this. Think about me kneeling on the floor in front of Roger. His pants are unzipped. I'm holding his huge cock in my hands and rubbing it against my lips. I want to put it in my mouth Stevie. I want to put Roger Franklin's big hard cock into my mouth and suck it."

She reached down and grabbed me by the hair and pulled my face away from her cunt. I looked up at her.

"Tell me that you want me to do it Stevie." She stopped. "No beg me to do it. Beg me to put Roger's big hard cock into my mouth and suck it. Beg me to give him a blow job."

We looked at each other. We both knew that this was a moment of truth for both of us.

"Sandra I beg you to take Roger Franklin's big hard cock into your mouth and suck it. I beg you to give him a blow job."

Sandra rolled over onto her knees and rested her elbows on the back of the couch.

"Prove it Stevie. Prove to me that you really want me to suck Rogers cock. Show me that you submit to me. Show me that you understand that I am dominant. Prove to me that you understand that it is my right to suck or fuck any cock I choose at any time I choose."

She spread her ass cheeks apart. "Kiss my asshole Stevie. Kiss my asshole and beg me to put Rogers cock into my mouth and suck it."

Sandra moaned as she felt my lips touch her asshole.I kissed her for a few moments and then I stopped and looked up at her.

"Sandra, I truly want you to suck Roger's cock. I want you to feel free to give any man a blow job at anytime you choose. I want you to feel free to let any man fuck you at anytime you choose. I want you to enjoy the pleasures of other men. It is your right as my dominant girlfriend."

I kissed Sandra's asshole again, only this time I pushed my tongue into her while I was kissing her.

"Thats right Stevie, Oh yes do it. Push your tongue deep into my ass. Do it while you think about me with Roger's Big cock in my mouth. Thats right baby. Lick my asshole while you think about me sucking another man's cock."

Sandra was fingering her cunt while I licked her asshole. Her excitement was growing.

"Stevie, Roger loves it when I suck his cock. He has a pet name for me. You want to know what it is?"

I started to pull away from Sandra's ass so that I could answer her.

"No don't stop baby. You just keep licking my asshole. I'll do the talking.

"He calls me his -little blow job princess-. Isn't that hot.

"Oh baby, I just love sucking Roger's big cock. Stevie think about his huge dick in my mouth. "

"Oh my, Roger's starting to tense up. You know what that means don't you Stevie. He going to cum."

Sandra's was getting really excited, Her breathing was becoming labored. It was getting harder for her to talk.

"Sweetheart, Roger likes to make me do something really nasty now. He makes me take his cock out of my mouth before cums and jerk him off so he can shoot his stuff all over my face."

She raised her voice.

"Watch Stevie, Watch how his cock shoots spurt after spurt of cum. Roger is a real man with great big balls. He shoots big streams of cum, not just a little dribble like the one you squirt out. Baby look at the big gobs of his cum on my face."

Sandra was rubbing her cunt really hard now. Suddenly she tensed and then screamed as the first wave of orgasm rolled through her body.

I pulled away from her ass. I knew her well now. This was a really intense orgasm it was going to last for at least 30 seconds.

Finally, she relaxed and collapsed onto the couch. I got up next to her and took her in my arms and we cuddled for a few minutes.

We cuddled together for several minutes. Finally I broke the silence.

"You really like to suck cocks don't you Sandra? Earlier tonight Julie said you were a blow job queen"

She smiled. "Yes Stevie. I guess I really do. They've always been my favorite thing." She stopped for a moment. "But they're my second favorite thing now."

"Whats your favorite thing now?"

"Having you lick my asshole"

"Sandra, I love you."

"I love you to Stevie"

We kissed. After a moment Sandra pulled away and looked at me. "Stevie, why is Julie here."

"Its okay Sandra. She stopped by hoping to intercede with me on your behalf. She kind of walked in on a lonely little celebration that I was having."

"What was that?"

"I had a pretty good day at work today. I wanted to celebrate so I stopped and bought two bottles of Dom Perignon Champagne on my way home."

"Stevie that stuff is really expensive. Can we afford to buy champagne like that?'

I noticed Sandra's little slip with the word we and ignored it. "It was a really good day Sandra."

"Tell me what happened."

"I'll tell you in a minute. Anyway, I was feeling kind of blue because I didn't have anyone to celebrate with so she joined me. We ended up takeing most of both of the bottles of champagne and had a really good conversation that led to this talk between us. Sandra, if we do work this out, we owe Julie alot.

"So why is she still here and relaxing naked in your bed?"

"We got pretty spiffed Sandra. I wouldn't let her drive home. When she went to bed, she said she always relaxs naked."

"Thats my Julie. I'll bet she loved getting naked in front of you."

"As she got into bed she told me that she that she was going to relax naked with the hope that she might wake up in the middle of the night and find me licking her asshole."

"Stevie, do you want to lick her asshole?"

"No Sandra, the only asshole that I ever want to lick is yours."

She threw her arms around me. "Stevie, I love you so much."