The Party, The Story Continues

GH

Great stuff as usual. I think your stories are some of the most realistic ones here..certainly the hottest!

subchard

PS thought you might like to see the view i usually have of my wife and her lover!

What a wonderful surprise to open up the story and find posts from all of you.

Thankyou

I feel bad that I don't have more segments for you. I actually do have a huge chunk of the story done. Since my last post, I have been writing in every spare moment that I can find. The problem is I think the next section of the story should be read as one episode.

Mel I guess I am going to be your will power for this section. You aren't going to get the next segment until it's done.

This story is different than any story I've written before. It's one of the reamisters I'm having so much fun with it. The story takes place over a much shorter time period than any story I have ever written. (so far less than 24 hours have elapsed since the beginning of the story. This allows me to spend a lot more time on detail.

As Peak loves to point out, The devil is in the detail. I am trying very hard not to gloss over things so I can meet a time schedule. The segment I am writing at this moment has Janet whipping Robbie because Jerome caught Robbie rubbing his cock while Janet was sucking Jerome's cock. (That's just a little preview and this is only a very small segment of Jerome's visit on Saturday afternoon)

I don't know, maybe I won't succeed, but I want to try to write a very detailed account of what happens.

I'm telling you this because I want you to know a little about the time scedule. You're all very nice people, I don't want you to have to keep checking to see if I've uploaded another segment and I want you to know that I am writing as fast as I can.

I hope to post a very long segment on Friday or Saturday mornng. I always post around 6:00 am central daylight time. That's about 6 hours earlier than London time, so it would be around noon London time.

Thanks again

GH

you're *******ing me. but seriously i love it.

wimpcuck

Thank's for the comment. Here's some more. I promised I would deliver on Friday, so here we are. I still have some more writing to do on this section. You should see more both Sat and Sun morning.

GH

Janet led Jerome over to the couch. "Come sit down with me baby."

As soon as they were seated she turned to me. "Peanut, get a beer for Mr. Turner and I'd like a martini."

"Yes Mistress Janet, right away." I scurried into the kitchen, got a beer for Jerome, made a martini for Janet and put everything on a tray. Once everything was ready I put the potatoes in the oven. It was just after three, Janet wanted dinner served at 4:30. As soon as the potatoes were in the oven I picked up the tray and carried it into the living room.

Janet and Jerome were kissing when I walked in. Jerome had his hand on my wife's right breast. Janet was massaging Jerome's crotch. I quickly realized that this was a sight I was going to have to get used to seeing.

I set Janet's martini on the coffee table in front of her and placed Jerome's beer glass on the table next to him.

I'd just started pouring his beer into the glass when Janet broke of her kiss and looked at me.

There was a devilish glint in her eye and a calculated tone of disdain in her voice as she said, "Oh, you're back." Janet was intentionally trying to give me the impression that she'd forgotten about me. I loved it.

As soon as I finished pouring Jerome's beer Janet picked up her martini and said, "Sweetheart, let's have a toast."

My stomach turned over when I realized that Janet was addressing Jerome rather than me.

Jerome picked up his glass.

Janet held hers up and said, "To a world in which everyone knows their proper place."

Jerome laughed and said, "I'll take to that."

They clinked their glasses together and took a sip of their takes.

I was deliberately ignored during the entire toast.

When they set their glasses down Janet turned to me with a look of mock surprise on her face. "Oh you're still here." She giggled and said, "Foolish me, I suppose that you're obediently waiting for your next instructions."

I politely bowed. "Yes Mistress."

Janet snuggled up to Jerome and said, "I think it's time for the presents."

Jerome looked at her. "Presents?"

"Yes I bought presents for all of us today."

He laughed. "This is turning into a very interesting afternoon."

Janet giggled. "Baby you have no idea how interesting it's going to be." She turned to me. "Peanut fetch the shopping bags from the dining room table."

I quickly retrieved the packages from the dining room and set them on the coffee table in front of my wife.

"I get to open one of mine first, I may need to put it to use very soon." Janet reached into one of the bags and removed a long narrow box. The top of the box said, "Snyder's Tack Store Everything For The Equestrian"

Janet opened the box and removed a horsewhip. It was the kind of whip Jockeys use to prod their mounts to victory in the back stretch of a race. When I looked at it, I was certain that if used properly it could inflict excruciating pain.

I shuddered as my wife held the whip up and said, "This is just what a dominant needs to insure total obedience from her slave."

Jerome shook his head. "Janet baby, you are so bad."

She kissed his cheek and giggled. "Honey you have no idea how bad I want to be."

She set the whip down. "Let's find a present for you sweetheart."

She dug into the bags, pulled out a square box and handed it to Jerome.

As he took it, he shook his head. "You really did buy presents for everyone."

Janet nodded. "Yes, this is a very special day for me."

Jerome opened his box. My heart sank when he took out a tooth brush, a hair brush, a razor, a can of shaving cream and a bottle of after shave lotion.

My wife smiled at her boyfriend. "You can keep these in my bathroom. It's the master bathroom. You and I will be the only one's allowed to use it. Peanut will only be allowed in when he needs to clean it."

Jerome set the box down and kissed my wife. "Baby this is a great present." He laughed. "I hope I get to go through lots of toothpaste in this house.

Janet grinned at him and then turned to me. "Let's see if we can find a present for Peanut. We wouldn't want him to feel left out."

She dug through the bags. "Here's one"

She took out a a pink box. I got very nervous when I noticed that the words "Fredericks of Hollywood" were written on the top. Janet handed me the box. After I took it I didn't move, I just stared at it. I was very nervous about what was inside.

Janet noticed my hesitation, picked up her whip and stood up. "Peanut, you really wouldn't want to insult me by not accepting my gift. That would be very poor judgment on your part."

My wife walked out from behind the coffee table and stood next to me ominously tapping the tip of her riding crop in the palm of her hand. "Peanut, open your present and do it now."

I bit my lower lip and obediently opened the box and looked inside. It contained a pair of lacey pink crotch less panties and a white tank top that looked like it was made for a sixteen year old girl.

I looked at Janet. There was a huge grin on her face. She was planning to completely humiliate me in front of Mr. Turner. "I think that's a very appropriate outfit for a little sissy slave, don't you agree Peanut?"

I just stared at Janet. I was so mortified that I couldn’t speak.

"What's the matter Peanut, cat got your tongue?"

I bowed my head. "Please Mistress, don't make me do this."

Janet shook her head. "Peanut you’re going to wear your new outfit tonight and you are going to put it on now. Take your clothes off."

"Please Mist...."

Whap! Janet hit me across the back of my hands with the tip of her whip. The blow stung a little bit, but Janet really didn't hit me that hard.

Jerome started to stand up. "Janet, don't make him do this."

"Jerome stay out of this. He wants this every bit as much as I do. He knows that he always has the choice to say wife and husband. The moment he says it, I'll stop."

Janet turned back to me. "Peanut, strip and do it now. I am losing my patience with you."

Janet was of course correct. The game was offense and degradation. My wife was pushing my limits and she was doing it without actually hurting me.

I took my shirt off and laid it across a chair. When I unbuckled my belt and started taking my pants off Jerome said, "Shit Janet, he's really going to do it."

"Yes he is. Jerome, Peanut is my slave. I can make him do anything I want."

Jerome shook his head. "This is fucking amazing."

I pulled my pants off and laid them across the chair with my shirt.

As soon as I was done, Janet ran the tip of her whip across my crotch. My little dick was making a tiny tent in the front of my boxer shorts.

She slipped her whip under my penis and lifted it up. "Do you see this Jerome. The little pussy has an erection. He's enjoying every minute of this."

Jerome just kept shaking his head. "Janet I've never even imagined something like this."

"Are you enjoying yourself?"

"Damn, I have to admit that I really am. This is pretty fucking hot."

"Why don't I give you a little extra encouragement."

Janet turned to me. "Peanut stand perfectly still for a moment."

My wife walked around the coffee table and kneeled on the couch next to her boyfriend. She slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out the biggest cock I've ever seen. It must have been at least eight inches and very thick.

Jerome tried to object. "Janet, Robbie is standing right in front of us."

My wife laughed as she started stroking her boyfriend's dick. "Jerome honey, think about all the times we've done it in your house in front of your dog. This is no different. Just think of Robbie as our pet dog."

Janet leaned over. As she put Jerome's cock in her mouth he said, "Damn baby you are wicked."

My wife just giggled while she sucked her lover's cock in front of me.

After a few moments Janet sat up and looked at me. She still had her right hand wrapped around Jerome's erect penis.

"Well Peanut, you've seen Jerome's cock; don't you think it's time you showed him yours?"

I bit my lower lip. My offense was now going to begin in earnest. I took a deep breath and slowly pulled my boxer shorts down.

Janet grinned at me. "Say goodbye to those boxer shorts sissy boy. This is the last time you're ever going to be allowed to wear men's underwear. From now on it's strictly panties for you."

Jerome started laughing. "What?"

Janet patted his hand. "Just wait, you'll understand in a minute."

I pushed my boxer shorts down to my ankles and exposed my three and a half inch penis. It was sticking straight out. The fact that I was obviously aroused added to my offense.

Mr. Turner whistled and said, "Holy cuckolds brownie! I've never seen one that tiny on a full grown man before."

Janet laughed. "Well he is full grown, but he's really not a man."

"Damn baby, my eight year old nephew's dick is bigger than that."

"Now do you understand why I'm going to make the little sissy wear panties for the rest of his life."

Jerome shook his head. "This is just fucking amazing."

"That's right it is, and you don't even know the worst part yet."

"What do you mean?"

I took a long slow breath. My face was already a deep shade of crimmister, but the situation was about to get even worse.

"His pathetic little dick spits the moment I touch it."

"You mean?"

"That's right he not only has a tiny dick, but he also suffers from premature ejaculation."

"Shit, now I understand why you play around like you do."

Janet laughed. "Damn right, I'm sure as hell not going to get any satisfaction at home."

My wife stared at me while she squeezed Jerome's huge erection. "Hey Peanut, look at my boyfriend's big dick and then look at that little worm between your legs. Which one do you think I'd rather play with this evening."

I stared at the floor and quietly whispered, "Mr. Turner's Mistress Janet."

My wife nodded. "You got that right, now put your new slave outfit on. I want you to model it for my stud."

I pulled the lace panties out of the box. As I stepped into them and pulled them on Janet laughed and said, "Jerome honey, don't you agree that pink is the perfect color for the little sissy."

Jerome shook his head. "Damn baby, you are wicked."

Janet squeezed his cock. "From the feel of your dick, You're not exactly having a bad time right now."

Jerome chuckled. "No this is a pretty fucking hot scene." He looked at me. "Hey Peanut what else is in that bag?"

My wife leaned forward on the couch. "Peanut put the rest of your outfit on for Mr. Turner."

I reached into the bag. It felt like my stomach did a full cartwheel when I realized what Janet had purchased as the rest of my outfit.

When I pulled it out of the bag Jerome sat up and said, "What the fuck."

It was a white cotton tank top. It looked like it had been designed for a plus sized 12 year old girl. The name, "Tinkerbell" was inscribed across the front in pink sequins. Underneath the name there was a drawing of the famous fairy from "Peter Pan".

As I pulled my new shirt on I was certain that Janet must have laughed herself silly while she was purchasing it for me.

My wife looked at me. After a moment I realized she was inspecting me. When her visual inspection was complete she wiggled her finger and said, "Peanut come over here."

I walked over to Janet. As soon as I was standing next to her she leaned forward.

"Peanut I want to fix your little wee wee so it sticks out through the slit in the front of your panties."

Janet slipped her fingers through the hole in the crotch. When she grabbed my little penis she looked up at me. "Peanut, if you cum while I'm doing this I guarantee that you will get a nice long taste of my new whip."

I bit my lower lip and said, "I'll try as hard as I can to control myself Mistress."

Janet fiddled with me for a moment and then sat back and surveyed her handiwork. After a short inspection she giggled. "Oh that's much better, now we have a constant reminder why you're my slave and Jerome is my stud."

I looked down. My tiny cock and balls were now protruding from the hole in the front of my panties.

I shook my head. This was a truly humiliating outfit.

Next post tomorrow morning

GH

Pink knickers GH

Great choice

Mel x

Good morning Mel

I think Janet also enjoyed the choice.

and now I am going to start proofreading and posting

GH

My wife leaned over and kissed her boyfriend on the cheek. "Are you ready for you next present?"

He smiled at Janet. "I have another one?"

"Oh yes, I have a second present for my slave, so I certainly had to have another one for my stud."

My wife turned to me, snapped her fingers and pointed at one of the bags. "Peanut fetch the big box from that bag."

I pulled out a large box from one of our local department stores and handed it to Janet.

She handed it to her boyfriend. "Here you are baby. I think you'll like it."

Jerome opened the box and pulled out a very plush white terry cloth bathrobe.

As he held it up Janet said, "Won't that be nice to wear when were done fucking."

He smiled at my wife. "Thanks baby, this is a really nice present."

Janet leaned over and kissed his cheek. "I'm glad you like it." She giggled, "It comes with a special surprise."

"Really? What's that?"

"This." My wife slid her face down to Jerome's lap, put his cock back in her mouth and started sucking him again.

He sighed, lay back on the couch and closed his eyes. There was a huge grin on his face.

The initial pangs of jealousy, and envy that I felt when I first saw Janet sucking Jerome's cock quickly turned into electric excitement as I watched the pleasure Jerome was obviously feeling as the woman I loved give him a blow job.

My masochistic desires quickly overwhelmed me. Being powerd to watch my wife's brazen adultery while I was dressed in nothing but a pair of pink lace panties was the most stimulating situation I'd ever experienced. Without realizing it, my right hand found it's way to my crotch and I unwittingly started massaging my cock and balls.

Suddenly Jerome opened his eyes and looked right at me. We both realized what I was doing at the exact same moment.

I tried to pull my hand away from my crotch, but I'd been caught.

Jerome tapped my wife's shoulder and said, "The little wimp is watching us and jerking off."

Janet stopped sucking her lover's dick, sat up and slowly turned. When she was facing me she stared into my eyes and said, "Slave, I thought you understood the rules. You're not allowed to touch yourself without my permission."

I started to get very nervous.

Janet continued to stare at me. "Was Mr. Turner correct? Were you jerking off?"

"I wasn't really Jerking off Mistress."

"Are you calling Mr. Turner a liar."

"No Mistress, I would never call Mr. Turner a liar."

"Then you must have been jerking off."

"Mistress Janet, I was just rubbing myself."

"Isn't that jerking off?"

"Yes Mistress, I guess it is."

"Then you were breaking the rules weren't you slave."

"Yes Mistress Janet, I was."

Janet sighed and stood up. "Slave you leave me no choice, I'm going to have to punish you."

She picked up her horsewhip and pointed to the chair next to the couch. "Pull your panties down and lie across the arm of that chair."

I obediently did as I was told. Lying across the arm of a chair with a pair of pink panties around my knees while I waited to be whipped was embarrassing. Doing it in front of another man, was maybe the most humiliating experience of my life.

I looked up at my wife. She was licking her lips. There was a glint in her eyes that told me she was as excited as I'd ever seen her.

"Are you really going to whip him just because he was touching his cock?"

"I most certainly am. He understands the rules very well."

"And he's just going to submit to it?"

"I'm not holding him down right now, am I."

"No, you're not."

"Robbie knows he broke the rules and he understands the consequences, don't you Robbie?"

This was the first time in my life that someone was going to hit me with a whip. I was both terrified and excited. It took all of my strength to pull myself together enough to answer. "Yes Mistress Janet, I do know the rules and I understand that I was wrong. It is both your right and your obligation to punish me."

Janet turned to Jerome. "See."

Jerome stood up. His pants were still unzipped. His huge erection still protruded from the front of his trousers.

He walked over to my Mistress, put his arms around her and kissed her on the lips. she kissed him back. While they kissed Janet wrapped her hand around her boyfriend's huge dick and slowly stroked it.

I marveled at Jerome's self control. I would have ejaculated immediately in that situation.

After a moment Janet broke off the kiss and turned to me. Her lipstick was smeared, her face was flushed. My wife was aroused.

She took a deep breath, pulled the whip back and said, "Slave boy this is for your own good."

Whap! I winced from the pain as she hit me hard across my bare buttocks. Janet immediately pulled her whip back again. I braced myself. She brought it down hard and fast. Whap! The little fold of leather at the tip of the riding crop stung me as it snapped against my exposed rear.

My wife walked a slow circle around me. She was playing with me now. As soon as she was behind me again, she powerd my legs apart with her bare toes. Suddenly I felt something tickling my testicles. Janet was caressing my balls with the soft leather tip of her whip.

"Does that feel good slave boy?"

"Yes Mistress Janet, it feels very good"

Whap! Whap! My wife struck me twice and then once again started caressing the underside of my tiny penis with the tip of her whip.

"Slaveboy, isn't it interesting how something that can cause so much pleasure can also cause so much pain."

Janet drew her whip back again. "Whap! Whap! Whap"

She hit me very hard on the third stroke. I screamed from the pain.

My wife took a deep breath. "I think it's even more interesting that something that's so painful for you is so pleasurable for me."

Janet drew her whip back again. I cringed as I waited for the next blow. Whap! Whap! Janet hit me twice. I started crying. I didn't want to, but I couldn't help myself.

My wife turned to her lover. "Look Jerry, those are tears running down his cheeks. Do you think the little wimp has learned his lesmister?"

Jerome laughed. "I don't know. Why don't you ask him."

I was a little surprised by Mr. Turner's response. I thought he might have a hard time with this, but he seemed to be enjoying it just as much as Janet.

My wife smiled at her lover. "What a good idea."

She leaned over so that her lips were right next to my ear. "What do you think Peanut. Have you learned your lesmister. Do you think you can control your urges and not jerk off when you watch me suck my boyfriend's cock."

"Please Mistress. I beg you not to whip me again. I promise I'll be good."

"I think I would like a little demonstration of your devotion."

"Anything Mistress, I'll do anything."

Janet stood, backed up to her lover, snuggled against his massive body and wrapped her hand around his erect penis.

Jerome Put his arms around my wife and started fondling her large breasts.

"Wimp boy, crawl over here and kiss my feet."

I stood up. My ass was very sore. When I started to pull my panties up Janet held up her hand and stopped me.

"No leave them where they are." She snickered, "You look much cuter with your panties around your knees." She snapped her fingers and pointed at the floor. "Now get down on your knees and crawl over here."

I obediently got on all fours and crawled over to my wife like a dog. When I reached her I obediently kneeled at her feet.

Janet slipped her right foot out of her sandal and held it up to my face. "Kiss it slave boy. Kiss my foot and show my man and me that you’re willing to submit to our every whim."

While I was kissing my wife's foot, Jerome slipped Janet's large breasts out of the cups of her brassiere and started fondling her nipples. At the same time Janet began stroking her boyfriends huge erection.

"Now be a good slaveboy and lick my toes."

I closed my eyes and obediently cleaned each of my wife's toes with my tongue. When I finished her right foot, Janet slipped her left foot out of her sandal and pushed it into my face.

"Now this foot slave boy. Lick these toes nice and clean. Show my boyfriend what a well behaved little boy you are."

I held Janet's foot in my hands. As I licked each of her toes I looked up at my wife and her lover. Jerome was rolling Janet's nipples between his fingers. At the same time, Janet was stroking Jerome's cock.

The air was charged with sexual electricity. All three of us were wildly excited.

Suddenly Janet pulled her foot away from my face. I looked up at her. She was grinning at me.

I wondered what was coming next.

My wife started undressing.

While my wife was undressing, Jerome took his sport coat and tee shirt off and tossed them onto the chair next to the couch.

As soon as Janet was naked she dropped to her knees, and started sucking her boyfriends cock.

For a few moments both of them totally ignored me. As I watched my wife give her boyfriend a blowjob I was struck by how much Janet was enjoying herself. It was obvious to me that my wife loved sucking Jerome's huge penis.

Pangs of envy shot through me as I realized that she never looked like that when she was sucking my tiny toy.

As I watched Janet I suddenly understood that no matter how our dominant cuckold sex game might finally resolve itself, I could never demand that my wife stop seeing other men. I loved Janet, I could never deny her the pleasure that she was currently getting from sucking Jerome's erection.

Finally Janet took Jerome's cock out of her mouth and turned towards me. There was a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"Peanut, you made a promise to my boyfriend this morning. I think it's time you made good on it."

I stared at my wife. I was puzzled. I wasn't sure what she was referring to.

"Peanut, Don't you remember? You promised him that you'd lick my asshole while I sucked his cock."

Jerome's face lit up. "Oh Yeah, I gotta see this." He laughed. "I've heard of people who are ass kissers, but I've never actually seen one in action."

Janet looked up at him. "Baby he's going to do more than kiss my ass, he's going to lick my asshole."

"Damn!"

This little interchange was both incredibly humiliating and outrageously exciting for me.

My wife reached back and gently spanked her ass. "Come on Peanut, it's time to show Mr. Turner what a good little ass licker you are."

Janet went back to sucking Jerome's cock. I crawled over to her. When I was positioned behind her I carefully spread the cheeks of her gorgeous ass and gently planted a soft kiss on her asshole.

"Damn Janet, he's really doing it."

She giggled "Yes he is." My wife's words were kind of garred because she hadn't bothered to take Jerome's cock out of her mouth.

For me, kissing my wife's ass is one of the most sexually stimulating things I can do; so needless to say, I was very aroused. I took a deep breath and pushed my tongue into Janet's anus. She squealed with pleasure when she felt my tongue enter her.

"Oh baby that feel's so nice."

Jerome leaned over and looked at me. "He really has his tongue in there doesn't he?"

My wife nodded. "Oh yes, he most certainly does and it feels wonderful."

Jerome laughed. "I'll bet it does."

Janet looked up at her boyfriend. "Would you like to try it. Peanut is my slave, we can make him lick your asshole to."

I looked up in horror. Jerome had a similar expression on his face. Suddenly we both yelled, "Wife and Husband!" in unimister.

As soon as we realized what had happened all three of us started laughing.

Janet shook her head and said, "I guess I'll take that as a big no."

Superb GH, just superb. Thanks.

Love it GH, keep it up. I was always a fan of C. W. Cobblestone, whom i'm sure you've heard of. You have a very similar writing style, except he is much harder on his cuck characters. I for one would love to see you explore that territory. With Roxanne you were headed that way but then backed off. In the devil wears high heels you mentioned you wanted to try that route, but again by the end you backed off. Not trying to tell you what to write, just making a suggestion. Keep doing what you enjoy. Thanks.

Peak

Thankyou

This is the first story I have really loved writing for a while.

wimpcuckneedsowner

I know C. W. Cobblestone very well. I think that "Her Story" is maybe the greatest dominant wife/cuck husband story ever written. There is no question that his work had a strong influence on my stories.

The issue that I have with C. W. Cobblestone, subbone1, cuckold Mikey and some of the other great cuckold writers is that I am an incurable romantic.

I am sorry, but my charachters will always end up being in love with each other. It's the only thing that makes sense to me. Being cuckolded by a woman who never loves you doesn't make sense to me.

Sarah, Janet, Roxanne, Sandra, Julie, Brenda and April may all at times be ruthless doms to their husbands, but they will always eventually express their undying love.

Wimpcuck, my stories are set in a context of female domination, husband offense, sado masochism and cuckolding; but they are first and foremost romances. I write about love.

The way my charachters express their love for each other may be unconventional, but I hope that there is never any question that they are in love.

That said, there are times when I try to write a story with a ruthless dom in it and you are right; I always back off. The truth is they make me sad. My heroines can be mean ruthless and sadistic, but they also have to make it clear that they love their boys.

I have been married to the same woman for over thirty years. During our marriage she has had many lovers, but there has never been a time that I worried that I wasn't the love of her life. I can't imagine living any other way.

You may also note that my stories to date have always focused on the early days of a cuckold/hotwife relationship. I imagine that I do this because it is an interesting period of awkwardness, discomfort and fear on the parts of both the hot wife and her cuckold.

When I conceived this story I had the idea that it would be an ongoing series of chapters rather than a pure serial. The Devil Wears High Heels was a similar idea and the second chapter of that story is posted on another site.

When I am finished with this chapter of this story, which will be in the next week, my next project will be a story in which Helen, Jessica, Lorraine and Morris meet Sandra, Julie and the gang from Oakgrove.

My interest in telling this story is these are now established cuckold relationships. The dynamics will be different. The charachters are more secure in their lifestyle.

Ayway, I'll stop being an old blowhard. Wimpcuck I am very flattered that you mentioned my name in the same sentence with C. W. Cobblestone. That is very high praise.

I hope you will accept my explanation for why I write the stories I write and I hope that you will continue to find them entertaining. Like Sarah from Devil, Janet will back off from her ruthlessness, but as she matures she will become increasing dominant again.

You may be aware that I have another story on hold right now. "Ginger and Mikey" I love the story and love the charachters, but it is a long story and I have written that story before. It's another cuckold discovery story. I may come back to it, because it has some new themes I want to pursue, but it may not happen until late next summer.

Anyway, the next post for The Party will come tomorrow morning (Sunday) at about 6:00 cdt or noon Greenwich mean time.

GH

GH, thanks for the story but also thanks for the insight into your marriage!

I'm with you! whilst I've had many lovers T is my one and only love, has been from day one....we Love and trust each other completely, the fact that I'm a sadist and he is a masocist allows us to lead the femdom lifestyle that we do, his foot fetish allows me to manipulate him and keep him in a constant state of arousal, 24/7 chastity keeps his mindset totally focused on me....

HOWEVER and it's a big however he is the love of my life and my best friend....not met a man yet that even comes close to being half the man he is

You are a talented writer GH but aswell as that the stories you write being based in love is what keeps me coming back to read

Thanks for all your time and effort, I sincerely hope you get satisfaction from it...

Mel x x

Morning Mel

I think we have talked about this before. The love is what makes it all really work.

GH

Janet pulled me up on my feet. "I guess this is a good time to take a break. Baby did I hurt you when I was whipping you?"

She turned me around so she could inspect my rear end. "Oh sweetheart, I'm sorry you're butt is all red."

She turned to Jerome. "Jerry honey there's some salve in the medicine cabinet in my bathroom. Be a dear and get it for me."

Jerome stood up. "I'd be glad to." He disappeared into Janet's bedroom.

As soon as he was gone my wife pulled me down on the couch and put her arms around me. "Baby I'm sorry I was so rough on you. I think I got a little too excited." She rubbed my cheek with the tips of her fingers. "Robbie, are you doing okay?"

I smiled at her. "Janet I'm doing great. I'm really having fun. You did hurt me when you whipped me, but I also got so excited that I almost came while you were doing it."

Janet giggled. "So did I."

"But the whipping wasn't what hurt me the most."

"Really, What hurt you the most?"

"When You called Mr. Turner sweetheart."

"Oh baby, I'm sorry. That's just me. I call lot's of people sweetheart, but baby you're my only real sweetheart."

I nodded, "I know, but I'm not telling this so you'll stop doing it. It hurt, but it was also very exciting."

Janet grinned at me. "Really? Do you want me to do it some more?"

I nodded, "Yes, very much."

My wife started to giggle. "Oh that is so hot." She looked at me. "What else did you like."

"I know I learned something."

"What was that?"

"I now know that I don't ever want you to stop seeing other men."

Janet gasped when she heard what I said. "Robbie you know that makes me very happy, but I'm curious, what made you come to that conclusion?"

I saw your eyes while you were sucking Jerome's cock. I don't think I've ever seen you that happy. It's obvious to me that you love sucking big cocks. I love you, I don't think I could ever be happy if I knew I was denying you that pleasure."

Janet took a deep breath. "Robbie you're right. I do love sucking a big cocks, I always have." She smiled at me. "But I love sucking your little penis to."

I smiled at her. "It's nice of you to say that, but I saw the look in your eyes when you were giving Jerome his blow job. You never look like that when you're sucking my cock."

My wife started to say something. I stopped her. "Janet, it's okay. I don't mind. I know you love me. I also know this is a pleasure I can't give you. I wish I could, but I can't. So I fully understand that you're going to have to satisfy that desire with other men."

I winked at her. "Fortunately I happen to be a submissive, cuckold, masochistic wimp. So I get excited when you're partying with other guys."

Janet started laughing, "Robbie I love you so much." She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. It turned into a long passionate kiss.

Suddenly I heard Jerome's voice behind me. "Do you two want me to go home?"

We broke apart. Janet started to say something but I put my arm on her wrist and stopped her. "Let me answer him."

I looked at Jerome. "No Mr. Turner, absolutely not. I want you to stay as long as you want this afternoon and I want my wife to know that as far as I'm concerned, she can invite you to this house anytime she wants."

I took a deep breath. "Mr. Turner, you give my wife something I'm incapable of giving her, and I want her to have that. I also like you." I laughed, "I also happen to be a submissive masochist and I'm having a wonderful time this afternoon."

He smiled at me. "Robbie, when I first got here this afternoon, I told you how your wife loved to talk about you when were together. Now I understand why. You are an incredibly nice man. I like you to. I hope we can become good friends. Thank you for inviting me to stay this afternoon and thank you for making me feel welcome in your house.”

Jerome turned to Janet and tossed a tube of salve to her. "Is this what you wanted?

My wife caught it and said, "Thanks Jerry."

Janet turned to me and said, "Robbie honey, lie across my lap."

As soon as I was in position Janet squeezed some of the salve onto my burning ass and started rubbing it in. It felt good.

When she was done she lifted me up and said, "Does that feel better baby?"

"I smiled. "Yes it does."

"Stand up sweetheart."

I stood up. Janet pulled my panties up and once again fixed my penis and balls so that they were sticking out of the slit in the crotch.

When she was done she smiled and said, "There that looks much better."

Janet patted the spots on both sides of her on the couch. Jerome and I both sat down. As soon as we were seated, my wife grinned. "I'm such a lucky girl, I now have my two favorite men sitting on each side of me."

Jerome looked at Janet and me and said, "Well what's next?"

Janet shrugged. "Do you guys want to have a mini gangbang? You could take turns fucking me."

I put up my hand. "Hold on, what are we doing here? I thought we had a plan for the afternoon." I looked at Janet and Jerome. "I thought you two were enjoying dominating me."

Janet grabbed my hand. "Robbie I was having a wonderful time, but I think what were saying is the we both like you and..."

"I like you guys to, but we were playing a fun game. Remember your toast, to a world in which everyone knows their place."

Jerome leaned forward. "Robbie that was the hottest sex scene I've ever been part of, but I think what Janet is trying to say is that we both like you and we think you’ve maybe had enough."

I grinned at them. "I may have been having even more fun than you two. I would love to keep playing. We had a plan for this afternoon. I think we should play it out. I'm going to be your slave and serve you dinner while the two of you use me without mercy. After dinner the two of you are going to go into Janet's bedroom and fuck while I clean the kitchen."

Janet squeezed my hand. "Baby I need to know one thing."

"What's that?"

"Are you going to get dinner?"

I smiled at my wife. "Yes baby, I am. I bought a nice sirloin for myself. I'm going to eat in the kitchen while you two are eating at the dining room table."

"Would you like to eat with us?"

"Nope, slaves don't eat with their superiors."

Janet giggled. "Okay, how do we get back into the game."

"Are the two of you ready to start again?'

They both nodded their heads.

"Okay I'm going to count. When I get to three, Janet you're going to slap me hard across the face and order me to get back on my knees."

My wife smiled and said, "All right."

"one, two, three"

Slap! "Pussy boy what the fuck are you doing on the couch. Get back on your knees where you belong."

Sometimes when three people are trying to invent a brand new game, it's hard to figure out exactly how the rules should work.

I immediately got off the couch and kneeled on the floor in front of Janet.

She turned to Jerome and said, "Having an obedient slave really does make our lives much easier."

Jerome laughed. "I have to admit that I agree with that."

He looked down at me. "Peanut, if you really do get off on this, I am more than willing to take advantage of it."

I politely bowed my head. "Mr. Turner, I am at your service."

"All right, If you don't mind, I'd like another beer."

Janet put her hand on Jerome’s wrist. "Sweetheart that's not how you do it." She turned to me. "Watch this. Pussy boy, fetch a beer for my lover and don't waste anytime. He's thirsty."

"Yes Mistress Janet. Right away Mistress Janet."

They were both giggling as I scurried into the kitchen.

When I returned with Mr. Turner's beer, Janet was taking his pants off.

I set a fresh glass on the table next to him and poured his beer into it.

When I was done Janet tossed her boyfriends trousers to me and said, "Gather up the rest of Jerome's clothes and hang them in my closet. You have my permission to enter my bedroom so you can do this."

I quickly picked up all of Jerome's clothing and carried it to Janet's bedroom. When I got to the door I stopped and knocked.

Behind me Janet said, "Very good slave boy. I was wondering if you would remember. You just managed to avoid another session with my whip."

I went into Janet's bedroom and carefully hung her boyfriend's clothing in her closet. When I was done I returned to the living room.

Jerome was lying back on the couch. Janet was sucking his cock. I watched them for a moment. My wife's eyes were closed. She was enjoying herself so much that she reminded me of a little girl eating her very first ice cream cone.

Jerome looked like a man in a state of perfect serenity. He was also enjoying himself. I was very envious of him. He was obviously capable of controlling his orgasms. If my wife sucked me the way she was sucking her boyfriend, I would have ejaculated in seconds.

After a moment Janet noticed I was standing there. For the next minute she stared into my eyes while she sucked Jerome's large erection. Finally she took it out of her mouth, smiled at me and mouthed the words, "Thank you."

I nodded to her. It was my way of saying, "You're welcome."

Wow, I had previously written a number of stories under the name Cuckold mikey. That's quite a compliment.

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I take my hat off to you. You have written some wonderful stories and influenced my writing.

I think "Cheryl at the Business Dinner" is absolutely outstanding work. You should post it here. That story deserves to be read.

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Janet sat up on the couch. "Peanut, you still have one present left. Are you ready for it?"

"Yes Mistress Janet. I’m very eager to see it."

Janet nodded at me. "Peanut, that was said very nicely. You're becoming a very well behaved slave."

I bowed. "Thank you Mistress Janet."

My wife leaned over and opened one of the smaller bags. She reached in and pulled out a leather dog collar. There was a tag shaped like a dog biscuit attached to it.

When he saw it Jerome shook his head. "Janet, what did you buy for him?"

My wife giggled as handed the collar to her boyfriend. "Read the tag."

Jerome held it up and read, "My name is Peanut. I belong to Janet Parnell. If I am lost please call..." He stopped and looked at Janet. "That's your cell phone number."

Janet winked at Jerome. "I love my little baby. I don't want to lose him."

Jerome shook his head. "Baby, you are so bad."

Janet grinned at him. "Give the collar back to me so I can put it on our pet and then you can find out just how bad I really can be."

As soon as Jerome handed the collar back to my wife she wiggled her finger at me and said, "Here Peanut."

I started to walk over to my wife, but she put her hand up and stopped me. "No Peanut, get down on your knees and crawl over like a good doggy."

When I got down on my knees Jerome started laughing. "The two of you are fucking amazing."

Janet just giggled some more. She was enjoying this.

I crawled over to her. When I was next to her Janet pointed at a spot on the floor by her feet and said, "Peanut sit!"

I obediently kneeled in front of her. My little dick was erect and sticking straight out of my pink panties."

Jerome snickered when Janet reached down and scratched me behind my ear.

She picked up the collar and slipped it over my head. "Robbie, I expect you to wear this at all times, even under your dress shirt when you go to work."

I looked up at my wife. "Yes Mistress, It will be an honor to wear that collar."

Janet patted me on the head. "Robbie, you're such a good little boy."

Janet looked into another bag. "I still have one more present and it‘s for me."

She removed a small jewelry box from the bag and opened it. My wife took a heavy gold chain out of the box. It looked like a bracelet. There was a heart shaped gold charm hanging from the chain.

Jerome looked at Janet. "Is that a bracelet."

My wife nodded. "Kind of, it's an anklet. If you do some more reading on the cuckold web sites, you'll understand."

"What does the charm say?'

My wife handed the anklet to her boyfriend. "Read it."

Jerome studied it for a moment and then looked at Janet. "It says, 'Hot Wife'".

Janet smiled. "Yes it does and Robbie is now going to place it on my ankle. By wearing my wedding ring and this anklet I'm letting men know that I'm a married woman who's available for casual sex."

Jerome shook his head as he handed the anklet back to my wife. "This has certainly turned into an interesting afternoon."

Janet handed me the anklet. "Robbie, by putting this on my ankle you are formally giving me your permission to party with other men. Do you understand that?"

I took a deep breath. "Yes Mistress Janet, I understand."

"Very good." Janet extended her right foot.

I carefully fastened the anklet to my wife's ankle. When I was done I submissively leaned over and kissed her foot. After kissing her I looked up at Janet and said, "Mistress, I willingly release you from any promises of fidelity that you made during our wedding ceremony. Furthermore I freely acknowledge your right to enjoy the sexual favors of other men."

Janet grinned at me. "Robbie I think we're at the beginning of a wonderful adventure." She paused for a moment. "Now I think it's time for you to go into the kitchen and get dinner ready while my boyfriend and I enjoy my new freedom."

I stood up. As I walked into the dining room Jerome took my wife into his arms and gave her a long passionate kiss.

I went into the kitchen, started our electric grill so it would get hot and seamistered the steaks. When that was done, I opened the wine so it could breath and pulled the potatoes out of the oven.

I have a recipe for twice baked potatoes that my wife loves. I quickly prepared those and put them back in the oven to stay warm.

When that was done, I decided to set the table before I started grilling the steaks.

When I walked into the dining room I happened to glance into the living room. What I saw made me stop and stare. Janet was kneeling on the couch. Jerome was behind her. He was fucking my wife.

I was glued to the ground. I could not move. For the second time in less than twenty-four hours I was watching my wife engaging in sexual intercourse with another man.

Janet slowly turned and looked at me. It was remarkably similar to last night. She once again seemed to be able to sense my presence. Only this time she wasn't the least bit concerned when she realized I was watching her.

This time she smiled at me and said, "Hi baby, don't you wish you could do this. Jerome's been pumping that big dick of his in and out of my cunt for over five minutes now."

My wife shook her head, "Too bad for you limp dick. You never will be able to enjoy me like Jerome does. You just don't have the equipment." She giggled. "You'll just have to be content with licking my ass and jerking off while other men enjoy my cunt."

I realized that Janet was deliberately taunting me, and she was doing a very good job of it. At this moment I was so envious of Jerome that I could have cried."

Thanks! It's nice to know it was appreciated. It's been quite some time since I wrote that and other stories. When I get a chance I will post it and others. I had originally written a number of stories and submitted them to Penthouse Letters. They were pretty much all printed although they did change a number of sections.

My stories were all fantasy, although as a true cuckold I did incorporate certain bits of real life into the story line. As a true cuckold, I also had plenty of lonely nights in which to work on my stories!

wifedateshubwaits

Up until today, it has been several years since I read it. I have a copy on my hard drive. It is a permisteral favorite. I read it again this morning. It is every bit as good as I remember it being and I still love it.

You coined several phrases in that story that stick in my mind and come out in variations in my stories.

"Our marriage is only halfway open"

"Whatever you say dear."

Please do post those stories here. I believe you will find an eager audience.

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