Cuckold Lust, Chapter 4

I watched, twisting at the end of an erotic rope, as all three Masters repeatedly had their way with my wife. As they recovered from Round 1, they untied Maureen. Her face was still flush from the love making, and they HAD made love to her body exquisitely.




"Well, well, well!" she commented on my fate. "Hope you enjoyed the show! You can sit there for awhile!"




Sir James put his arm at her waist and they all left the room. I could hear them in the kitchen, opening a bottle of champagne, laughing and giggling. There was the clinking of glasses and undecipherable conversation. Meanwhile my cum was sticky from earlier when I came at the spectacle of seeing my wife with them.




Maureen came back to the bedroom about an hour later.




"The gentlemen that you let have sex with me have told me all about your little dilemma, dear." Maureen said. "And I'm not giving this up any time soon! You'll just have to deal with the fact that you let your wife try out other men. So, you've got to go out to the kitchen and have a little conversation with them."




She undid me and I walked out to the kitchen with her. The Masters were at the table and there was a piece of paper and pen.




"Well, you've lost. And now you're going to the next step," said Sir James. "This contract will formalize the arrangement for everyone. Read it. Understand it. OBEY it!"


The contract read:




1. I, , agree to give all sexual rights to my wife to the Masters. This shall be exclusive and binding unless the Masters or me wife decide otherwise. There shall be no sexual acts between husband and wife, other than I shall provide oral sex to her after the Masters have enjoyed her at the discretion of the Masters and my wife.




2. I also agree to make my wife available for the Masters at any time that they might desire her.




3. I also agree to be the sole source of financial support for her.




4. I agree to give the Masters a key to our home and access to it at any time.




5. I agree to accompany my wife on a shopping trip for new lingerie and sex toys for the Masters to enjoy with her.




6. I also agree that I shall not attempt to change my wife's mind about becoming a BLACK OWNED WIFE should the Masters decided to graduate her to such level in her training. 




I read it, and looked up at my wife.




"Don't look at me!" she said sharply. "You spied on Cathy having sex with Sir James here and then you tried to get out of your troubles by offering your wife to complete strangers! You fucked up because you thought you were so great that I might not enjoy it! You lost fair and square! So, you might as well just make it official."




When she was finished I took the contract and pen.




"That's it, you KNOW you want to sign it!" Sir James said.




My hand tremred as I scribred my signature at the bottom.




"Good, now you know what is expected of you. Now, OUR woman Maureen wants a good pussy lickin' to get warmed up again!" Sir James said.




We all went back to the bedroom, and Maureen laid on the bed with her legs spread. Her pink lips were out turned and a bit of cum dripped onto the bed spread. I dove into action without any other invite needed. The first thing I noticed was how much her taste had changed! This was my wife, and I knew her taste perfectly. I drank the mixture of my wife and her new lovers intrepidly, knowing this was the only way I would know my wife's sex anytime soon! She was not shy about this moment, lacing her hands through my hair and powering the new paradigm on me! 

"Yeah, that's it! How do ya like me now!" Maureen goaded.




"Hey honey, looks like he likes the taste of us all together," Sir James commented.




"Well, he betta," Sir Junior said. Then they all started laughing.




I just kept trying to give my wife the best oral sex I ever had as they all kept with the comments. My wife's folds were noticeably stretched from the action earlier, and I found myself suckling on them with earnest! In time, my wife began to suck on Sir James cock. I watched as she made him grow in her mouth, getting hard as he did. Her eyes were transfixed to his, almost submissive to this man. When he was fully erect, she lifted my mouth away from her soaked pussy.




Sir Sam took me away from the bed. "You can stay in a spare bedroom," he said as he showed me to the door.




I spent all night listening to my wife getting fucked all night, moaning and screaming in pleasure to my envy.