The Party, The Story Continues

My wife closed her eyes for a moment. It was obvious that she was receiving exquisite pleasure from the fucking her boyfriend was giving her.

After a moment she took a deep breath and smiled at me. "Pussy boy, this is the first time I've ever tried to carry on a conversation while someone was fucking me. It's not that easy."

Even though I was being ripped apart by pangs of jealousy and envy, I had to chuckle at Janet's comment.

She noticed my smile and winked at me. "Peanut you have always had a remarkable sense of humor. It's one of the ten million reamisters I will always love you."

Janet's words were like a life buoy to my spirits. Suddenly I remembered that my wife loved me and this was a game we both wanted to play.

My mood changed. I started to feel playful. I decided to tease my wife. I jumped out of character and said, "Hey Janet, let's sing our favorite misterg."

MY wife stared at me like I was a lunatic.

"Come on, I'll start."

Our favorite misterg was an old rock and roll misterg called "Love Potion Number 9".

"I took my troubles down to Madam Rue. You know that Gypsy with the gold-capped tooth."

Janet was laughing now. "Robbie you're crazy."

"Come on baby, you can do it. She's got a pad down on Thirty-Fourth and Vine selling little bottles..."

Janet joined in. "...of Love potion number nine."

Suddenly all three of us burst out laughing.

Jerome shook his head. "Robbie do you realize you're ruining a great fuck?"

Janet giggled. "I don't know Jerome. This might be the most memorable fuck of my life."

Jerome nodded. He was still pumping his hard cock in and out of my wife. "Yeah, well I'm pretty sure I'll never forget it. How often are you screwing a married woman and her husband starts trying to get her to sing an old rock and roll misterg."

I looked at Jerome and said, "It happens to me all the time."

Jerome and Janet stared at me. Suddenly they both burst out laughing.

Jerome started shaking his head and pulled his cock out of my wife. "I give up."

He sat down on the couch, His huge erection glistened from my wife's vaginal secretions.

Janet sat down next to her boyfriend and looked at me. "You know I really should whip you for that."

I nodded. "Yes I know. I'm sorry, I just couldn't stop myself."

Janet grinned at me. "Robbie you really are the most fun man I've ever been around."

She turned to Jerome. "Baby, why don't we do your favorite thing for Peanut." She leaned over and kissed his ear. "You know how much you enjoy it."

He smiled at Janet. "That's a wonderful idea, let's do it."

Janet looked at me. "Peanut, you haven't started the steaks yet have you?"

I shook my head. "No Mistress, I haven't."

"So everything can just sit for a little bit, is that correct."

I nodded. "Yes, the dinner will be just fine."

Note: The misterg, "Love Potion #9" was written by Leiber and Stoller

My wife stood up and pulled Jerome off the couch. When he was standing up his large erection stuck straight out in front of him. It was really quite imposing.

Janet got down on her knees and squeezed her large breasts together with her hands. Jerome pushed his cock in between Janet’s tits and slowly started fucking them.

He’d made several gentle thrusts when suddenly the huge head of his penis emerged from Janet's cleavage. It reminded me of a menacing cobra sticking it's head out of a snake charmer's basket.

My wife winked at me, leaned her head forward and started licking it. It was obvious that the two of them had done this before.

Pangs of envy again started to ripple through me. Jerome was doing something to my wife that I could never do. My penis simply wasn't big enough.

Jerome smiled at me. "Peanut, I love to titty fuck your wife."

Janet giggled. "I love it to, it's my favorite way to lick Jerome's cock."

Jerome and Janet fell into an easy rhythm. He pumped his erect penis back and forth between my wife’s huge breasts while she kissed and licked his cock head every time it popped out from her cleavage.

Suddenly Jerome stepped closer to Janet and pushed his cock into her face. My wife responded immediately. She put his ridged member in her mouth and started sucking and licking him.

Suddenly Jerome grabbed his cock and started pumping it. He gave it three firm strokes. On the third stroke a big spurt of semen shot from the head and landed on my wife's chest.

Jerome kept pumping his erection. Four more large spurts of semen streamed from the tip of his erection and splattered all over my wife's breasts.

Janet was giggling.

Gradually the spurts of semen turned into dribbles and Jerome’s cock started to shrivel. As his cock grew smaller, a tiny stream of cum continued to ooze from the little mouth in the head of his penis.

Janet turned to me and wiggled her finger. "Come here cuckboy. Let's see how much you know about the cuckold life style."

I started to walk over to my wife but she stopped me. "It think you'd better crawl over here on your hands and knees cuckie." Janet chuckled. "I think Jerome and I just did a wonderful job of establishing that you are in fact a bona fide pussy boy cuckold."

I got on my knees and crawled over to my wife. When I got there I looked up at Janet.

She grinned at me and said, "Peanut what does a good cuckold do when his wife's lover cums on her titties."

Suddenly I realized what Janet was about to make me do. Last night when I was licking her pussy Janet made me it clear to me that Brad Thomas had cum inside her. But that was different. Over an hour had passed between the time that Brad came inside my wife and the time I had to lick her cunt. Most of his semen had dried up by then.

Jerome's cum was fresh, warm and running down my wife's breasts.

"Peanut answer me. What does a well behaved cuckboy do when a man cums on his Mistress’s breasts."

I took a deep breath and said, "He licks it up Mistress."

"Are you a well behaved cuckboy?"

"Yes Mistress Janet, I am."

"Well then." My wife reached down and pulled me up so I was lying on top of her. "I believe it's time cuckboy."

I very tentatively took a taste of Jerome's cum. It was still warm. I gagged.

"Cuckboy get to work. Jerome and I are getting impatient. We want our dinner."

I leaned over, closed my eyes and took a big lick of Jerome's semen. I just barely managed to control my gag reflex and swallowed all of it.

I leaned over and took another big lick. As I swallowed it I heard Jerome say, "Holy fuckin cuckolds brownie! He's really doing it."

I think that might very well have been the most humiliating moment of my entire life. However, since I happen to be a masochistic submissive wimp, it may also have been the most exciting.

I quickly licked up the rest of Jerome's cum. When I was done Janet patted me on the head and said, "Peanut, you were a very good boy, you did a wonderful job of cleaning up the big man's mess."

She stood up. "Now it's time for the adults to go into their bedroom and change into comfortable clothes while their little slaveboy gets their dinner ready."

My wife grabbed Jerome's hand and said, "Come on sweetheart, let's go freshen up before dinner."

I turned to walk into the dining room. When I got to the doorway I looked back. The pangs of jealousy and envy returned when I saw my beautiful naked wife leading her naked boyfriend into their master bedroom so they could clean up together.

I wish to remind everyone that the pictures in this story are of the beautiful adult film star Gianna Michels

goodhusband,

Thanks for the compliments. I really enjoy your stories as well. I'll dig up some of my stories and post them soon. I even have an extremley long, unfinished story that I've been meaning to finish.

I'll even try to find some of my older stories including one that received quite a bit of attention about a husband who rents a limo for his wife, her black lover and his friends.

hey. gh. just got caught up this afternoon. been having some computer problems. this story is just super and keeps getting better. thanks. priss

GH. Again, so good, and may I say that Gianna just seems type cast as Janet. Great pictures too.

Priss

Thanks, this is going to be a long term chapter stroy (I'm going to write a chapter or two and then give it a break for a little while. Janet will wax and wane as a dom, but when she is dominant, she will be very dominant. I think you'll like her.

Peak

Thanks, I spent a lot of time looking for the adult star to represent Janet.

I passed over Gianna Michels several times and kept coming back to her. There is a very earthy quality about her that is very attractive.

Anyway, I agree. She is the perfect Janet.

GH

I stared at my wife as she walked into the dining room.

Janet noticed me looking at her and smiled. "Do you like my outfit Cuckboy?"

"Yes Mistress, very much. I don't believe that I've ever seen it before, is it new?"

She shook her head and casually said, "No I've had it for a long time. It was a gift from Jerome. I only wear it for him."

Janet walked over to the chair at the side of the table. My heart sank when she motioned to the place at the head of the table and said, "Jerome honey you should sit here. I think this afternoon we clearly established that you're now the master of this house."

It's the little things like that which make becoming a submissive cuckold slave difficult. I had not only lost my seat at the dining room table, but my seat at the head of the table was now occupied by another man. I would have been much happier if Janet had occupied that seat herself; but she chose to give my place to her boyfriend.

I served the steaks. Janet gave me an approving smile when she saw Jerome's porterhouse. It was huge.

Once all of the food was on the table, I poured the wine.

Janet sampled it and smiled at me. "Cuckboy, this wine is fabulous."

I politely bowed. "Thank you Mistress Janet, I tried hard to find something that would please you."

Janet pulled me down so that my face was next to hers and whispered. "Robbie, take the bottle into the kitchen and pour a glass for yourself. This wine really is something special. You have to try it."

That was the only moment of respite for me during the entire dinner. Otherwise I was treated with utter disdain while my wife and her boyfriend quietly chatted and enjoyed their meal.

My only involvement in the dinner was as a slave and my wife demanded diligent service from me. Janet and Jerome did nothing for themselves. I was ordered to stand at attention next to the kitchen door so that I would be available to satisfy my wife's slightest whim.

The demands were unending.

"Peanut, Mr. Turner would like more salad." "We would like some more wine." "My man needs fresh ice cubes for his water." "Fetch me the salt and pepper." (It was on the table immediately in front of my wife, but it was beneath her to reach for it.)

When they finished eating Janet turned to me and said, "Peanut the meal was excellent. You may clear our dirty dishes and serve us coffee."

She paused for a moment to think. "Peanut there are some chocolates in the cupboard. Put a half dozen on a plate and serve them with the coffee. They should make an adequate dessert for us."

Sadness surged through me as I carried their dirty dishes into the kitchen. The chocolates Janet was referring to were made by a small company in Iowa. They were hand dipped and very expensive. They were a special Valentine's Day present from me to my wife. Janet thought they were wonderful and made a big point of carefully rationing them so that they would last.

I put six pieces of chocolate on a plate and carried them into the dining room with the coffee. I set the plate of candies in front of my wife and poured their coffee. When I was done I picked up the rest of the dirty dishes and carried them into the kitchen.

I was just finishing my own dinner when I heard Janet's voice. "Slaveboy we would like some more coffee."

When I walked into the dining room, my wife was feeding a chocolate to her boyfriend. The plate was empty.

"Here darling have the last chocolate." Janet popped the candy into Jerome's mouth. As soon as he ate it she leaned over and kissed him on the lips.

As I was pouring the coffee my wife broke off her kiss and turned to me. "Peanut, my man loved your chocolates. I want you to order some more so we always have them on hand when he comes to visit."

"Yes Mistress Janet. I'll take care of it tomorrow."

Janet patted my butt. "That's a good boy. Now go wash the dishes while we take our coffee."

I went back into the kitchen. I was loading the dishwasher when I again heard Janet's voice.

"Slaveboy come out here."

I walked into the dining room wondering what my wife wanted now.

Janet and Jerome were standing. Jerome had his arm around my nearly naked wife's waist.

When she saw me Janet smiled. "Peanut, Jerome and I are going to go into the bedroom to play some adult games. We want to be left alone. We're going to be doing grown up things that really don't concern a little cuckboy like you.

My wife walked over to me and kissed my forehead. "Peanut, when you're done cleaning the kitchen you may go into the den, turn on the television and watch cartoons until the big man is done playing with me."

Janet turned to Jerome and picked up his hand. "Come on lover, let's go have some fun."

Jerome shook his head. "Janet, you are evil."

My wife giggled and said, "Stud man, flattery will get you everywhere."

They were both laughing as they disappeared into Janet's bedroom. When my wife's boyfriend closed the door behind them I felt like I was about three feet tall.

GH. I find each of your segments very exciting and want to thank you again for your efforts. I look forward to the next segments.

Very nice chapter, gh. i love the detail. while i haven't actually been cucked, on select days the Missus will have me wait on Her and do household chores wearing only my collar. maybe it's just me, but i find it incredibly erotic to serve Her like this, doing the mundane things She usually does for Herself, always under Her watchful eye, constantly made awear of my nudity. There's rarely any kind of sex, which somehow makes it even more arousing. anyway, keep up the great work. priss

Male37slave and Priss

Thanks for your comments. As always they are appreciated. Sorry you had to wait for the rest of the story, butr here it is now.

GH

When I finished cleaning the kitchen I poured myself a cup of coffee and walked to the den. I was still wearing my Tinkerbell tee shirt and my pink crotchless panties.

To get to the den I had to pass by the door to my wife's bedroom. The sounds coming from inside the room made it very clear that my wife and her boyfriend were having a very good time.

Listening to the sounds of your wife making love to another man might be more difficult than actually seeing her doing it. When you can only hear the sounds your wife is making while another man is fucking her, you become acutely aware of exactly how much pleasure she is receiving from the act.

It sounded like Jerome was giving my wife a very large helping of pleasure.

I quickly realized that standing outside that door listening to the sounds my wife made while her boyfriend fucked her was not a healthy thing for me to do. I moved down the hall to the den, turned on the television and sat down.

I understood that technically Janet instructed me to watch cartoons, but I assumed that was more of a taunt than a direction so I turned on an NBA game. The Pistons were playing the Celtics. It looked like an entertaining game. I took a sip of coffee, settled back in my chair and watched.

It was a very good game. The time passed quickly.

At about 7:45 I heard the door to my wife's bedroom open. A moment later Jerome appeared in the entrance to the den.

"Peanut, I have to go home; my wife will be wondering what happened to me."

I stood up. "I'll walk to the front door with you."

For a moment we walked in silence. I'm not sure either of us knew exactly what to say.

When we got to the living room Jerome said, "Robbie I still don't know what to think about this afternoon and evening." He chuckled. "I do know that I had a good time."

I stopped and stared at him. "Jerome, I did to."

He smiled at me. "Good, I was worried that I might have offended you."

I laughed. "You did, but I would have been disappointed if you hadn't."

He nodded. "I think I understand."

When we got to the front door I opened it. As he was about to leave I said, "Jerome, my wife needs you; please come back."

Jerome stared at me for a moment. Finally he said, "I need her to, I'd like to come back." He paused. "You do understand that I'm not a threat to you."

"Yes, I understand."

He started to walk out the door, but suddenly stopped. "Hey Robbie, that was the best steak dinner I've ever eaten."

"I'm glad you liked it. The weather is getting warmer. The steaks are much better when they're cooked outside on the charcoal grill."

He grinned at me. "I'd like to try one of those slave boy."

I smiled. "I'd like to cook one for you Mr. Turner."

He nodded. "I'll look forward to it."

Jerome walked down the steps. When he was on the front sidewalk he stopped one more time. "I almost forgot, I'm supposed to tell you that Janet wants you to come to her bedroom."

"Thanks, I have a feeling I know what she wants."

I closed the front door and went to my wife's bedroom. The door was of course closed. I knocked.

"Yes?"

"It's me Mistress Janet. Mr. Turner said that you wanted to see me."

"Peanut you may come in."

I opened the door and entered my wife's bedroom. Janet was lying in the middle of the bed that used to be ours. She was naked. The covers were all pulled down to the foot of the bed. My wife’s legs were brazenly spread apart. Her cunt was stretched open. She'd obviously been having intercourse. There was a small pool of fresh semen on the sheets directly below her pussy. I couldn't help staring at her.

When she realized where I was looking she smiled at me and said, "I’m sure you can see that I’ve had a very exciting evening. Jerome is a real stud."

I nodded politely. "Yes Mistress, I could hear you when I was in the den. It sounded like you were having a good time."

Janet winked at me. "Peanut you are so right about that. I was having a wonderful time." She leered at me. "There's nothing like getting fucked by a real man. Look at how Jerome's big dick stretched my cunt. It felt so good."

She started laughing. "If you tried fuck me with your little pee pee right now, neither of us would feel a thing."

It was evident that my wife was still feeling very dominant. She was taking every opportunity to taunt me about her lovemaking session with Jerome.

Janet looked down at her cunt. "Peanut, it looks like my boyfriend left quite a mess."

She shook her head. "My stud lover always makes a lot of cum. I'll bet he never jerks off." She smirked at me. "Of course between his wife and me, he's getting so much pussy that he probably never has time to jerk off."

Janet traced the edges of her stretched out cunt with the tip of her finger. "Look at all this cum.

She looked up at me and wiggled that same finger at me. "Come here Peanut, this is the perfect job for a good little cuckboy like you."

I got on the bed and crawled in between Janet's legs.

"Start with the pool of cum on the sheets."

I closed my eyes and started licking Jerome's semen off of the sheets. This time I was ready for the taste and consistency, so I was able to control my gag reflex.

When the sheets were clean Janet sat up and pulled me up by my dog collar. "Cuckboy, roll over."

I did as I was told. When I was lying on my back Janet straddled my head, sat down and pressed her cum dripping cunt against my lips.

When she was comfortably seated my wife laughed. "You really are a very well behaved pet."

Janet started rocking back and forth on my face. As she moved, a river of warm semen ran into my mouth. For the next several minutes I licked and swallowed Jerome's cum as it leaked out of my wife's gaping cunt.

My wife finally seemed to tire of this game and leaned forward. "Slaveboy, suck on my clit. Make me cum one more time before I go to relax tonight."

I put my lips around Janet's clit. I sucked it into my mouth and started flicking it with my tongue.

Janet was already aroused. It was a very short time before she arched her back and had another orgasm.

When her climax started to subside my wife rolled off of my face, lay back on her pillows and closed her eyes. For the next few moments I lay between her legs and watched her. Janet was the picture of serenity.

Just when I was beginning to think she was arelax my wife opened her eyes and smiled at me. After a moment she said, "Peanut, you've been a very well behaved little slave this afternoon. You deserve a nice reward." She sat up and patted my cheek. "I know just what a little wimp like you wants."

Janet rolled over onto her stomach, reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart. "There you are slave boy, enjoy.” She started giggling. “Feel free to lick my asshole all you want while you jerk off."

After spending the entire afternoon watching my wife fawn over and make love to another man, this may have been the ultimate indignity. Jerome had just spent the entire afternoon enjoying my wife in anyway he wanted and now this was all I was being offered.

As I lay there looking at my wife's gorgeous ass I realized that I was her slave and my goddess was being generous. She could chosen to send me to my room without any release at all.

I took a deep breath, pressed my lips against Janet’s ass and pushed my tongue into her anus. At the same time I started stroking my little cocklet. It was a matter of seconds before my tiny penis was spurting its little dribble of semen.

When I was done ejaculating I sat up. "Mistress I'm done."

Janet rolled over and giggled. "Did you have fun cuckboy?"

I nodded. "Yes Mistress Janet. It was an honor to be able to lick your asshole and I thank you for allowing me to jerk off."

Janet patted my head. "It was my pleasure slave boy." And then my wife stretched and yawned. "Peanut, I've had a big day. I'm tired, I think it's time for you to go to your room so I can go to relax."

My heart sank. I was hoping that Janet might let me relax with her tonight.

I got off of the bed and stood up. "I'm sorry Mistress Janet. I didn't mean to overstay my welcome."

Janet smiled. "You're excused slave boy. Just don't let it happen again."

"I understand Mistress Janet, it won't.

My wife rolled over so her back was facing me. "Good, I'm glad you understand, now leave."

I stared at Janet for a moment and then I meekly started for her bedroom door.

Janet stopped me. "Slaveboy, aren't you going to kiss your Mistress goodnight."

My heart soared. I eagerly turned ready to slady my wife with kisses when I saw her holding her right foot in the air.

She started giggling. "Here slaveboy, kiss my toes."

I returned to my wife’s bed and gave her foot a series of gentle kisses.

When I was done with her right foot Janet lifted her left foot. "And now this one."

When I was finished kissing each of the toes on my wife's left foot I again started to leave her bedroom. When I reached the door I was hoping that Janet would stop me and invite me to spend the night sharing her bed. She didn't, so I left her room and sadly walked down to my new bedroom.

Went I got to my room I pulled off my panties and Tinkerbell tee shirt and took my dog collar off.

I set the dog collar on my new dresser and went across the hall to my new bathroom. I took a quick shower. When I was done I brushed my teeth, went back to my bedroom, put on a pair of clean gym shorts and climbed into bed.

Sunday afternoon and evening had been an emotional roller coaster for me. It was true, I'd had a lot of fun and Janet frequently made it clear that she loved me, but she also spent the day methodically stripping away all of my rights and privileges as an adult male and freely gave them to her boyfriend Jerome. I was tired and my spirits were down.

The casual manner in which she'd just sent me to my room made me feel even lower. For a few moments I sat on the edge of my bed with my face buried in my hands. I felt like crying.

Finally I managed to pull myself together. The entire last twenty-four hours had been a combination of intense excitement and emotional trauma. I realized that I was exhausted. I sighed and tried to focus my attention on the wonderfully erotic games we'd played this afternoon. After a few moments I was starting to feel much better. I was beginning to realize that life as my wife's slave was going to be an incredibly exciting adventure.

I picked up my book and was just starting to read when I heard a light knock on my door and a very soft voice say, "Robbie."

I sat up and swung my feet onto the floor. Once I was sitting on the side of the bed I said, "Janet, please come in."

The bedroom door opened. My wife stepped into my room. All she was wearing was a pair of pink panties.

For a moment I just gazed at her. As far as I was concerned, Janet was the most beautiful woman in the entire world.

My wife stood inside the door and stared at me. Finally she sighed and said, "Robbie do you hate me?"

I smiled at her. "Of course not. What would make you say such a thing."

She bit her lower lip. "Sweetheart, I was so awful to you today."

I shook my head and patted the spot next to me on the bed. "Please come over and sit down."

Janet walked over to the side of the bed. Tears wear running down her cheeks.

I got up, put my arms around her and whispered into her ear. "Everything is okay. You didn't do anything bad."

I sat back down on the edge of the bed and gently pulled her down next to me. When we were both seated I said, "Now tell me why you're so upset."

Janet started to cry. "Robbie, I was so mean to you today. You're the kindest most wonderful man I've ever met. I love you more than anyone in the world. How can I be so mean to you?"

I leaned over and kissed her cheek. "Did you enjoy it?"

She looked at me. "Well yes, but..."

I kissed her again. So did I."

I picked up Janet's right hand and held it between both of my hands. "Baby, I loved it when you were being dominant this afternoon."

"But I made you watch while another man fucked me and I called you names and I..."

"I know, and some of the things you did made me feel bad."

Janet looked into my eyes. "Sweetie I'm so sorry."

"No, they were supposed to make me feel bad. That's the point."

Janet shrugged. "Robbie all of this is so confusing."

I nodded. "I know, but we're both smart people who love each other. We'll figure all of this out."

I put my arm around my wife. She snuggled up to me and we quietly hugged each other.

After a moment I whispered to her. "Do you feel better now."

Janet sat up and looked a me. "No, I don't."

"What else is wrong?"

"Robbie I hated today."

"What do you mean? You enjoyed the sex you got from Jerome didn't you?"

"Well yes, of course I did."

"And we played some fun domination games didn't we?"

"Yes, but this was Sunday. Robbie I didn't get to do the Sunday crossword with you. We didn't have coffee and toast at the dining room table together. I didn't get to sit in the kitchen with you and take wine while you made dinner."

Janet shook her head. "Robbie, we had a wonderful bottle of wine today and we didn't get to talk about it like we always do. I love it when we take our wine and talk about why we like it or don't like it." She giggled, "I don't think either of us knows what we're talking about, but it's still fun."

My wife shrugged. "Baby we didn't get to have our usual Sunday and I love our Sunday's."

I patted Janet‘s hand. "I have an idea."

"What is it?"

"How about if we designate Sunday as wife husband day."

"Can we do that?"

"I laughed. "Janet honey, this is our life, we can do anything we want."

"Maybe Saturday could be Mistress slave day."

I grinned at her. "That sounds like a wonderful idea." I leaned over and kissed Janet's cheek. "Sweetheart we have lots of time to work all of this out."

My wife kissed me. "Robbie, you're the smartest man in the world."

I chuckled. "It's a good thing you feel that way, because I have the tiniest dick in the world."

Janet rubbed my crotch and giggled. "Yes you do Peanut, and I am madly in love with your tiny little dick."

"Yeah, just as long as you have a steady supply of big dicks for sucking and fucking."

Janet winked at me. "That is true cuckboy, but right now I want to suck some tiny dick. Can I use yours?"

I can't think of anything I'd like more."

Janet went down on me. This was actually the first time she'd ever tried to give me a second orgasm during a session of lovemaking.

I playfully mentioned it to her. "I am honored,. this is the first time you've ever tried to make me cum two times in the same night."

My wife stopped what she was doing and sat up. "Are you serious?"

I nodded, "Yes."

Janet stared at me for a moment. Finally she said, "Robbie you're right."

She got very quiet. "Robbie, that's awful. I've been terrible to you."

My wife stared at the floor for a long time. Finally she looked up at me. "Robbie honey I am so sorry. I think I can explain, but it doesn't actually excuse me."

She took a deep breath. "You cum quickly and you have a tiny cock, that's part of it; but you also eat pussy better than any man I've ever met."

I grinned at Janet. "I like doing it."

She laughed. "Baby that's obvious and you are an absolute artist with your tongue."

Janet got quiet for a moment. Finally she said, "I suppose that's the real reamister."

I stared at my wife with a puzzled expression. "I don't understand."

She shrugged. "You're so good at eating my pussy and your cock is very little."

Janet closed her eyes. "I had all those other guys with big cocks and they felt so good in my cunt and my mouth so I was getting plenty of satisfaction. Your cock was so tiny, but you were so good with your tongue."

She giggled. "It really is a thrill when you start licking me."

My wife stopped for a moment. When she spoke again her voice was very quiet. "I'm sorry honey. but I guess I just got into the habit of finishing you as quickly as I could so I could feel your tongue in my pussy."

Janet sighed. "I really have been very selfish with you. Can you ever forgive me?"

I squeezed my wife's hand. "Of course I can forgive you, but I'm not certain there's anything to forgive."

I took a moment and collected my thoughts. "Janet, when I look back on our two years together, I now understand that I've always felt like the submissive partner in our marriage. Maybe you’re right, maybe you could have tried to pay more attention to giving me pleasure; but I'm not sure I would have liked that. In the past twenty-four hours we have established very clearly that you enjoy being dominant and I enjoy being submissive."

I grinned at my wife. "I love licking your pussy. I’m proud of the fact that I am good at it."

Janet winked at me. "I definitely married the right man."

I nodded, "Yes you did. We were very lucky that we found each other. You're my ying and I'm your yang. We belong together."

I shrugged, "I suppose you're right. You could have given me more opportunities to give you lousy sex with my tiny dick, but I think we've found a much more mutually satisfying way to express our love. Janet, you weren't being selfish. We were both inadvertently giving each other exactly what we wanted."

I smiled at my wife. "And now that everything is out in the open our possibilities are limitless."

My wife threw her arms around me and kissed me hard on the lips. "Peanut, I love you so much."

After a moment Janet pushed me down on the bed so I was lying my back. She got on the bed next to me and lowered her face to my crotch.

I put a pillow under my head so I could watch as she put my tiny cock in her mouth. This was a wonderful treat. My wife rarely sucked my cock.

Having had orgasm less than an hour earlier did make a difference. I didn't cum immediately. I lasted for over five minutes. I didn't have the control that Jerome had demonstrated earlier in the day, but I lasted long enough to allow Janet to do some of the same wonderful things that she'd done to her boyfriend.

My wife started by sucking on the head of my penis while she played with my balls, then she held my cock up and licked the underside of my tiny shaft. This was wonderful. I'd never imagined that anything could feel that good. After that she licked my balls while she stroked my tiny penis. Janet was giving me her finest effort. It was fabulous.

When she was done licking my balls Janet put my little erection back in her mouth and stroked my cock while she sucked me. This put me over the edge. I came almost immediately.

Janet kept my cock in her mouth while I ejaculated. When I was done she pushed herself up the bed so that her face was even with my face. There was a huge grin on her face as she pressed her lips against mine and pushed my semen into my mouth.

"Swallow it baby, swallow all of it."

As soon as I swallowed my cum Janet put her arms around me and giggled. "Robbie we're going to have so much fun together."

I smiled at my wife. "I never imagined that anything could be that wonderful."

Suddenly Janet got very quiet.

I looked at her. "Sweetheart, what's wrong?"

"Robbie I am so sorry that I haven't been doing that for you ever since we met."

I kissed her forehead. "I think we already put that issue to rest. Janet I cherish every minute that we've spent together. I wouldn't change a thing."

Janet sighed. "Robbie you're a wonderful man."

I kissed my wife's cheek. "Would you like me to go down on you one more time before we go to relax."

Janet shook her head. "Sweetheart, I'm sorry. I love it when you eat my pussy, but Jerome really wore me out this evening. I think I just want to go to relax. Is that okay?"

I smiled. "It's just fine."

My wife put her head on my shoulder and cuddled up to me.

We lay together silently. After several minutes. Janet rolled over and looked at me. "Robbie when we have wife husband day on Sundays can we have wife husband sex on Sunday nights?"

"I think that would be wonderful."

She giggled. "Next Sunday I want to see how many times we can make little Robbie stand up."

I started laughing. "I can't wait."

Janet cuddled up to me again. We were both almost arelax when I quietly whispered, "I still want to be your little cuckold slave."

My wife sighed. "And I still want to torment my little cuckold slave."

i second the above, gh. very nice story, and of course you know how i feel about feet. lol. just my opinion, but i think that was a perfect spot to end this story. i too, look forward to your next creation. it's getting nice here in western N.Y., so i'm getting my clubs polished up for another seamister of hacking. priss

droppinby

I'm glad you enjoyed my story. Thanks for taking a moment to tell me. I appreciate it.

You will hear more about Janet and Robbie. I wrote this story so I could do short chapters.

Things like: I pulled into the driveway. There was a strange car parked in my garage stall. I backed out and parked on the street. When I went into the house a strange man was lying on the couch. Janet was on her knees next to him. She was naked. She was sucking his cock.

Those are fun scenes to write, but to make them work you have to create some history. This story creates that history so I can post chapters like that from time to time.

"The Devil Wears High Heels" provides the same framework. "Cowboy Steak and Beans" which is posted on another web site is an example of this kind of chapter.

Thanks again for your kind words.

GH

Mel

I'm so glad you did a little writing. I'm still hoping you'll get adventurous and try a story based on you experiences.

Thank you very much for the kind support you always give me when I'm posting my stories. I really do appreciate it.

GH

Priss

I also thank you for your support.

Isn't spring a wonderful time of the year?"

GH

Peak

Thank you, yes you are correct. I do like Janet a lot. Next to Sandra and Julie she is probably my favorite.

Also your picture is pretty accurate, but I'm not thinking about the story I'm writing, I'm thinking about the one I'm planning.

I probably started this story (the continuation) with the loosest outline I have ever begun with, but by the time was writing about the Sunday morning breakfast I had already planned the end.

For the past two weeks I have been mulling over where I go next. I can easily extend this story. As I pointed out in my previous response, the story was designed so I could add chapters and I already have at least two with loose outlines.

I also need to go back to Ginger and Mikey, but that story got out of hand. I wasn't very disciplined about keeping to the outline. I kept going off on tangents. Now that story is of potential equal length to Sandra and Stevie.

My plan is to write the story I alluded to at the end of April's story. It seems as though everyone wants much tougher doms now and a more mature Sandra and the gang could be very interesting. Also hooking Sandra and the gang up with Helen, Jessica, Morris, Lorraine and Big Reggie Diamond presents some very interesting story concepts.

Well as usual I drone on.

Peak, thanks for your comment.

GH

For my friend

GH

GH, has something awful happened ?

GH, you are a gifted writer and I want to say how much I enjoy all of your stories. You weave a tale of sexuality that is most interesting to us, the readers. Thank you for all your efforts. Hopefully once the golf seamister comes to an end, you'll get back to your stories.

Peak

I'm okay. I'm still having health problems and I'm still not doing any writing other than editing.

Thank you for your concern. I have a friend who wanted to read this story so I brought it to the top. Next to the Oak Grove series (Sandra et al) it is my favorite.

Titsrfun2

Thank you, that was a very nice compliment. I appreciate it.

I am playing quite a bit of golf. I currently have to take a cart. I would prefer to walk and carry my clubs. Hopefully sometime late this fall I will be able to start doing some new writing again.

Creating new stories is very energy consuming and often leaves me up late at night writing. I tend to get very tired.

I hope you understand and will forgive me.

GH

Thanks for the reply GH, it was the unusual choice of words that got me. I undderstand it now. God's speed with your recovery.