Courtesan

The mental knife that Kelly twists in Timmy, he wants as much as it also pains him. It takes a master to understand that the pain is savoured more in anticipation than execution. The slow twist here is exquisite GH.

Storm

I have to say that in your last few segments you've also done a pretty good job with the dismisterance involved in a hotwife/cuckold relationship.

Thanks for the kind comment.

GH

Trf2

Thank you, one of the things that I enjoy about writing is the opportunity to create fun characters.

Also when I was posting Sandra and Stevie at Literotica I had a man who described himself as a bull email. He complained that in these stories the bulls are often depicted as cruel, cold hearted, one dimensional characters. He pointed out that this was unfair and unrealistic. I agreed with him. I also asked him to be patient. Sandra and Stevie had Jamister Mathews, who I think is one of the kindest and most likeable characters that I ever created. I often wished that I could have figured out a way for Jamister to divorce his wife Evelyn so that he could move in with Sandra, Stevie, Julie and Ricky. Of course I never could. Divorcing Evelyn would have beed completely out of the question for Jamister.

Anyway, in this story Chris Kendricks is my kind bull.

Thanks for the comment.

GH

Peak

I believe that with most pleasures the anticipation is often as enjoyable as the actual event.

Yes, Kelly does twist the knife, but it is even more exciting for her because she knows Timmy desperately wants her to twist it.

Thank you, as usual your observations are astute.

GH

Kelly unbuttoned her boyfriend's shirt, slipped it off of his shoulders and tossed it to me. "Timmy, lay this on the couch next my dress. Be careful with it, he's going to have to wear it when he goes home tonight."

As I was laying the shirt across the back of the chair I said; "Ms. Mamister, why don't you suggest to Mr. Kendricks that he bring an extra shirt and some clean underwear the next time he comes to visit. When he leaves he can wear the clean clothes home and I'll wash and iron his dirty clothes while I'm doing our laundry."

Kelly pulled Chris's trousers off of his legs. As she handed them to me she asked, "Would you really be willing to do that Timmy?"

I grinned at her. "Of course I would. I wouldn't be a very good slave if I wasn't willing to do that for you."

I laid Chris's pants across the back of the chair and turned back to Kelly. She was holding out Chris's socks, boxer shorts and tee shirt. She was giggling.

I took the underwear from her. After I neatly laid it next to Chris's trousers and shirt I asked. "Ms. Mamister, what are you giggling about?"

Kelly grinned at me. "It's going to be very easy for me to get used to having a slave."

I winked at her. "That's not hard to understand. Remember, it's your destiny to have a slave. I think it comes naturally to you."

My wife gasped and then she said, "Oh my that thought just made my pussy tingle."

Chris shook his head. "You two are having way too much fun. I know I just told you that I don't know very much about this sexual domination stuff, but I'm still fairly certain that a dominatrix is supposed to be cold hearted and steely eyed when she's dealing with her slave. You two act more like a married couple from a television situation comedy."

Kelly laughed. "I watched a lot of television when I was a little girl and I don't remember any comedies where the wife's boyfriend was sitting in the living room naked with his giant dick sticking straight up in the air."

Chris waved his hands. "Yeah, yeah okay, maybe the situation comedy wasn't a great analogy, but you know what I mean. You two can't stop giggling and playing with each other."

My wife looked at her boyfriend. "Does that bother you?"

He vigorously shook his head. "No, no; not at all." He smiled. "In fact it makes me even more excited about the idea of hanging around with you guys."

Kelly tapped her boyfriend on the knee. "You do remember that just a few minutes ago you said the word check."

He shrugged. "I know and that's part of what amazes me. You two seem to so effortlessly slip in and out of this game you play. It's almost like you're both able to turn it on and off at will."

I looked at my wife. "Can I try to respond to that?"

She nodded. "Certainly; in fact I'm very interested to hear what you're going to say."

I smiled at Kelly and then I turned to Chris. "Part of that is due to the fact that we're both very new to this game. So are you. That's why you had to say the word check. You were nervous about how I was feeling. Kelly and I slip in and out of the game for the same reamister. We both occasionally need reassurance. Kelly needs to know that she's not really over stepping a boundary and inadvertently causing me either emotional or physical pain." I winked at her. "Or at least emotional or physical pain that's beyond what I'm willing or able to tolerate."

My wife giggled. "Trying to find that limit is turning out to be quite a bit of fun."

Chris shook his head. "See! That's exactly what I'm talking about. The two of you can't be serious for more than one minute at a time."

I chuckled. "That's a separate question. Let me finish trying to respond to your first comment before we move on."

Chris nodded.

"I also need reassurance. Mostly I need to be reassured that my wife still loves me. I mean, look at the current situation. You're sitting on the couch with that great big dick that I know my wife absolutely adores and I'm standing in front of you wearing a pair of lace panties. Kelly is about to give you a blow job and while she's doing it she's going to make me lick her asshole. You have to admit that the potential for feelings of insecurity on my part is really quite high. An occasional smile or word of reassurance from my wife is very welcome."

"There's another reamister that I can't always be a cold hearted, steely eyed dominatrix with Timmy and it's very important to me."

Chris and I both looked at Kelly.

"Earlier tonight I told you that Timmy is the love of my life and that is true. He's the love of my life for many reamisters. He's smart, funny, wise and incredibly fun to be around. Yes, both of us love kinky sex games. I admit that I do get a huge thrill out of being a sadistic, dominant bitch and my babydoll obviously gets a kick from being a masochistic submissive wimp. Sometimes we laugh about how well we compliment each other." Kelly sighed. "I enjoy our kinky sex games, but I'd give them up in a flash if it meant that I wouldn't any longer get to enjoy my husbands wonderful, interesting, sweet and funny permisterality."

She smiled at her boyfriend. "Chris, tonight's dinner was very exciting. I loved making Timmy wait on us." She shook her head. "But some evenings I'm going to want the three of us to sit together at the kitchen table so that we can eat, take and laugh like the three close friends that I hope we'll become."

Kelly patted the spot on the couch on the side away from Chris. "Babydoll we still seem to be taking a break. Come over here and sit next to us."

As I sat down next to my wife and her boyfriend I shook my head in mock innocence. "Hey, what can I say. Nobody ever said, uncheck."

Kelly rolled her eyes. "I thought you were a writer, now I discover that you're also a lawyer."

"See! That's another example of what I was talking about."

Kelly rubbed Chris's shoulder. "Do you want Timmy and I to stop teasing each other?"

He chuckled. "No absolutely not. I just want to get to know the two of you well enough to be able to start teasing you too."

My wife leaned over, kissed her boyfriend on the cheek and then she grabbed his huge cock. She wrapped her fist around it and gave it a very firm squeeze. "I know an excellent way to become better acquainted with someone."

Chris smiled at Kelly. "Oh yeah? Does it involve this?"

He wrapped his arms around my wife and gave her a long, deep kiss on the lips.

Kelly responded. They were quickly locked in a passionate embrace.

This was fine, but I was now sitting on the couch next to my wife. I pretended to cough. I waited for a moment. They ignored me and kept kissing. Finally I decided that I had to say something. I cautiously tapped my wife on the shoulder. "Kelly, I'm sitting here next to you."

My wife broke off the kiss with her boyfriend and turned and looked at me with an annoyed expression. In a voice dripping with disdain she said, "Well I guess we'll just have to do something about that."

Kelly winked at me. I smiled at her.

She said, "Uncheck". And then she cocked her arm and gave me a vicious slap across the face. "Get the fuck back on the floor pussyboy. You have absolutely no business sitting on a couch next to your superiors."

As I jumped off the couch and kneeled at my wife's feet I heard Chris say, "How the hell does she change her mood that quickly?"

I wanted to explain to Chris that my wife had the talent to be a consummate actress. It was one of the reamisters she was so good at playing sex games and so valued as a hostess by JTand R. I didn't. At that moment I thought it was prudent to be submissive, obedient and very quiet.

My wife looked down at me kneeling at her feet and smiled. I immediately recognized that this smile was different. This wasn't the warm, reassuring smile that she'd given me a few minutes earlier. This was a smile of triumph and satisfaction. My wife was pleased. She had exercised her new power over me and I'd responded quickly and obediently.

"That's a much more appropriate place for a submissive little sissy like you." Kelly extended her foot. "Kiss my toes sissyboy. I want you to demonstrate your unwavering love for me while I let this incredibly handsome man freely explore my body."

I cradled my wife's foot in my hands and immediately started kissing and licking her toes. At the same time Kelly pulled Chris's face to hers and whispered. "Kiss me. I'm yours. I've been waiting all day for this moment."

Being careful to keep Kelly's toes pressed against my lips I discreetly peeked up. I saw Chris and my wife stare longingly into each others eyes and then Chris pressed his lips against Kelly's and they kissed.

I watched my wife and her boyfriend kiss, I could see their excitement building. Kelly reached over and again wrapped her fingers around Chris's erect cock. As she stroked him, he slipped his hand to my wife's thigh. When she felt Chris toying with the clasp that attached her garter belt to her stocking top Kelly parted her legs and exposed her naked pussy.

My wife was obviously aroused. Her engorged clit was poking out of the delicate fold that normally hid it from view. The sweet cleft of her pussy, that secret place that I so loved to worship with my tongue, was coated with beads of moisture.

I held my breath as Chris slid his hand over to that magical spot. For the very first time I saw another man touch my wife's aroused sex.

I fervently kissed and licked Kelly's toes. This was partially a response to the excitement created by the scene I was watching, but there was also another reamister. I didn't want to give my wife any cause to glance down at me. I was afraid that she might send me away if she caught me peeking at her and her lover.

Chris slipped one, then two fingers into Kelly's cunt. She gasped as he started fucking her and then she responded by pumping his huge erection with renewed intensity.

For a moment they both seemed to be lost in a swirl of sexual fervor, but then Kelly suddenly stopped pumping her boyfriend's cock. She slid her hand over to her own sex and grasped Chris's hand. She held it still for a second and then she pulled his hand away from her cunt and brought his fingers to her lips.

Kelly pushed on my face with her toes and said, "Look up here cuckboy."

I cautiously looked up at my wife. She smiled at me as she put her lover's fingers in her mouth and lasciviously started sucking them. After several seconds of this she took Chris's fingers out of her mouth, kissed him on the lips and again looked down at me. "Dicklet, it's time for us to show Mr. Kendricks just what a pathetic little cuckold wimp you really are."

Kelly stared at me. There was a sadistic fire in her eyes. I bowed my head and looked at the floor. I didn't return her gaze. I was Kelly's humble slave. I really wasn't certain about the ettiquette, but it seemed to me that a well behaved slave should always avert his eyes when he's challenged by his mistress.

I held that subservient position for a moment and then I risked a quick glance at Kelly.

My wife's expression had changed. The dominant she devil was gone. Now there was a hint of both guilt and concern in her eyes. I suddely realized that Kelly had mistaken my submissiveness for distress and shame. I was certain that she feared that she might have gone too far with her last barb.

I was excited. My masochistic urges were freely flowing. At that moment I was willing and eager to soak up all the use Kelly wanted to throw at me. I needed to reassure her that she had not stepped over the line.

I looked into her eyes. She caught my gaze. I winked at her. She stared at me for a moment with a puzzled expression and then her face broke into a huge smile. I raised my eyebrows up and down twice. It was a mischievous little expression that I knew Kelly loved. She started giggling.

Next to her, Chris shook his head. "The two of you are doing it again, aren't you?"

Kelly turned to her lover and put a finger to his lips. "Shhh, yes we are, but don't pay any attention to it. Timmy just had to let me know that my last taunt was okay."

Chris nodded. "I think I'm beginning to understand."

GH, Excellent. It looks like the execution is going to be pretty hot too ..

Jeez! Who could possibly object to being the tiny-dicked wimp cuckold slave husband in this relationship?? Guys would be lining up! Great hot storytelling GH, I love this 3-way relationship - or is it 2.5?

I can understand how Timmy can feel overwhelmed by the situation. It seems that part of being a cuckold is something semantic-cognitive, something that goes on in the mind of the cuckold and his wife -- and in order to let it have its effect, we have to dwell on it, to say to ourselves in our heads, 'this is really happening! I am at her feet and she's kissing her lover!' As if these words, the understanding of the situation (i.e. our cognitive s*******s) were the real turn ons, rather than anything physical that is going on.

Being a cuck is 'all in the mind', it seems :-)

Great two segments, GH. It's always a pleasure to come here.

GH
Sorry I haven't commented lately I was injured and haven't been on the net for a little bit. However I just got caught up and wish to thank you for the segements. Great writing and even better story line!!! Oh how I wish to be Timmy. This character reminds me of the the nickname in "Scrooge" Tiny Tim kind of fitting I think. Keep up the great work, your faithful followers are in much appreciation!!

Hey GH

Just a very short note. WOW as always a great story!! I love the interplay between Kelly Tim and Chirs. I see a friendhphi developing. I canstill see how Timmand Kelly are trying to define the roles of slave mistress and husband wife best freinds!

Again thanks for writing and posting
A fan
Meijer

Peak, Storm, asehpe and Meijer

Thank you for you comments and observations. I always enjoy reading them.

Techcuck

I am sorry to hear you were injured. I hope that it wasn't serious. Take care and heal up. Also thank you for the comment and observation. I hope you get to come home soon.

All of you, I appreciate your support.

GH

Kelly leaned over, kissed her boyfriend's nipple and then she looked up at him. "Bigdog, I want to suck your great big beautiful dick again, but this time I want my little pussy husband to lick my asshole while I'm doing it."

Chris glanced at me. He seemed to be looking for some kind of sign that this would be all right with me.

I smiled at him and gave him a quick nod.

My wife laughed. "Now you're doing it with him."

Chris blushed and then he stammered "Yeah well I just, I don't know I..."

Kelly kissed him. "It's all right sweet heart, I want you to be relaxed with Timmy." She reached down and squeezed Chris's cock. "I also want you to remember that when you're here, you're the man of the house. The little pussy is just a slave. You can say anything you want to him."

I wasn't sure how Chris was reacting to what my wife was telling him, but her words were driving me wild.

While still squeezing Chris's erection, Kelly leaned over and again licked his nipple; only this time she also gave it a gentle nibble.

Chris chuckled. It wasn't because he thought something was funny, it was clearly a reaction to what my wife was doing to him. As I watched, there wasn't any doubt in my mind that Kelly was an artist at giving a man pleasure.

She continued squeezing her boyfriend's erect penis while she sat up, pressed her large breasts against his side and whispered into his ear. "If it makes you feel more relaxed, the wimp loves to lick my ass and he's been fantasizing all day long about watching me suck your cock. Getting to do both at the same time will be the little sissy's wet dream."

Chris looked at me. The combination of my wifes attention to his cock and nipples, the close proximity of her supple body, her lascivious words and the sexually charged atmosphere obviously had him wildly aroused.

For the first time I saw Chris's dominant streak surface. He stared down at me with a smirk on his face. "Is that true pussyboy? Do you want to lick your wife's ass while she sucks my big dick?"

I was shocked by his sudden boldness, but I quickly pulled myself back together. I knew this was what Kelly wanted and I had to admit that I also found it to be awfully exciting. I took a deep breath and answered. "Yes sir, it is."

Chris chuckled as he looked at my wife. "I guess we should give the little pussy what he wants."

Kelly rubbed her boyfriends bare chest. "Do you want me to make him beg for it?"

Chris stared at her with an amazed expression. "Do you think he'd actually do it?"

My wife nodded. "I'm reamisterably certain I can make him do it."

Chris shook his head. "I have to see that."

Kelly giggled. "This is going to be fun."

Still holding her boyfriend's cock in her hand, my naked wife looked down at me. There was an evil grin on face. It was obvious that her sadistic side was now in full control. She pushed her foot into my face and laughed as she rubbed her toes against my nose and lips.

I glanced at Chris. He was watching with rapt attention.

Kelly kept rubbing her toes on my face while she said, "Dicklet, I'm going to give my boyfriend another blow job. I just adore having his great big beautiful cock in my mouth and he loves the way it feels when I give him head. Mr. Kendricks is a very kind and thoughtful man and he's willing to let you watch."

She sighed. It was a pretend sigh. "I think it might be better if you stood in the corner facing the wall. If we allow you to watch us, I'm afraid that you might get overly excited and create a fuss. You know how you sometimes have trouble controlling your disgusting little urges. I really wouldn't want you to disturb my boyfriend while he's enjoying his blow job."

Kelly paused for a moment. She appeared to be giving the issue serious thought. Finally she quietly asked, "Would you like to stay and watch?"

I marveled at my wife's s*******. She was taking our sex game to a whole new level. My tiny penis was sticking straight up. I was so excited that I was actually afraid that I might ejaculate without even touching myself. I smiled. I knew that my wife was just playing with me; but if I actually did spontaneously ejaculate, that most certainly would qualify as an instance where I'd failed to control my disgusting little urges.

I took a deep breath and tried to disguise my excitement as I answered. "Yes, Ms. Mamister I would very much like to stay and watch."

"Really? Well I'm not at all certain that would be wise. I think it's much better if slaves stand in the corner and face the wall while their superiors are enjoying themselves."

"No Ms. Mamister, please don't make me stand in the corner. I promise that I'll be very quiet. Mr. Kendricks won't even know I'm here."

Kelly shook her head. "I don't know, I really do think it would be best if you stood in the corner."

"Please Ms. Mamister, I beg you to let me stay." As I blurted that out I realized that Kelly had just succeeded in making me beg. She was a true artist.

My wife raised her eyebrows in mock surprise. "I'm sorry Dicklet, I didn't realize that this was so important to you. I guess that I could make an exception this one time and allow you to stay and watch, but I do think that you should have to earn that privilege. After all, you are just a lowly slave. We really wouldn't want to spoil you."

I was excited. Kelly understood my fantasies and she knew exactly how to torment me. I eagerly said; "Please Ms. Mamister, I'll do anything, just don't make me stand in the corner. I beg you to allow me to stay and watch."

"Let me see, what could we have you do to earn this wonderful treat." Kelly closed her eyes and pursed her lips. She was pretending to think. After a moment she smiled and said, "I know, you can lick my asshole while I suck my lover's cock." She nodded with pretend satisfaction. "Yes, that's an excellent idea. That will help you remember your place while my boyfriend and I enjoy each other."

Kelly leaned forward and archer her back. It was a slightly maternal bearing. She stared at me for a second and then she asked, "Dicklet, are you willing to do that? Or should I just send you to the corner?"

"No Ms. Mamister, please don't send me to the corner. I'm willing to do anything if you'll just let me stay."

"Are you willing to lick my asshole?"

I obediently bowed my head and quietly answered. "Yes Ms. Mamister. If you'll allow me to stay and watch, I'll lick your asshole while you suck Mr. Kendrick's cock."

Kelly started giggling and then she poked Chris in the ribs. "See, I told you I could make him beg."

I chuckled to myself. Kelly and I both knew that one of my fondest fantasies was to lick her ass while she sucked another man's cock. I was quickly learning that my wife fully embraced the philosophy that a little creative make believe can spice up any erotic situation.

Chris shook his head and then he smiled. "Kitten, I never really doubted you." He looked down at me. I was smiling like the Cheshire Cat. "And you my devious friend are a most convincing accomplice."

What a fun story to read GH. Love the interaction between these three.

Thank you

TrF2

Again absolutely wonderful!

Trf2 and Techcuck

That's for the comments. I'm glad you're enjoying it. Thanks for telling me. Right now, I'm having a wonderful time writing it.

Peak once observed that I have a tendency to fall in love with all of my female heroines. That certainly is the case with kelly Mamister.

GH

Kelly looked at both Chris and me. "All right boys, there's been enough talk. It's time to get down to some serious sex."

Kelly slid off the couch onto the floor next to me. "Move back Babydoll. I want to get in between the Bigdog's legs."

I scuttled back. Kelly Pulled Chris's knees apart and jockeyed herself in between them. Once she was in position she looked back over her shoulder. "Timmy that last scene was for you. Now it's time for you and me to put on a show for Chris. After we're done here we're going into the bedroom and Chris and I are going to put on a show that will knock the socks off of all three of us."

I glanced up at Chris. He was smiling at me. I nodded to him. We both understood. Kelly had this entire evening planned out and one of her goals was to make both Chris and me happy. My wife was a pleaser. She loved making men happy. It was a passion for her. I suppose you could actually call it a fetish. It certainly wasn't her only fetish. Kelly loved sex. She had several, but pleasing men was definitely one of them. That was one of the reamisters that she'd always been so promiscuous. She didn't like to say no.

Kelly reached back and poked my knee. "Come on dicklet, it's time for us to get crackin." She started giggling. "I think that's my favorite new word."

I looked up at Chris, shook my head and cried, "Heaven help us."

He started laughing.

Kelly glanced back at me. "Be careful dicklet. It's still not too late to get Mr. Kendrick's belt." She flashed a menacing smile towards me. "I have to admit that every time I think about whipping you I get this mysterious damp feeling between my thighs."

Chris chuckled. "It's not all that mysterious."

Kelly looked up at him. "Be careful studman. I'm about to give you a blow job and while your cock is in my mouth I might just get a sudden irresistible desire to bite down hard." She giggled. “Then we'd have to start calling you dicklet.”

Chris threw his arms up. "Whao! forget everything I just said. Instead, remember this; Kelly Mamister is the sweetest, kindest, smartest and most beautiful woman I've ever met."

Kelly grinned at her boyfriend. "My you are a quick learner."

Chris winked at her. "My momma didn't have any stupid youngren."

My wife held up her hand. "All right guys. We're wasting valuable time with all this chit chat. We could be spending this time doing some serious fucking instead." Kelly glanced back at me. "Well in your case cuckboy I guess it would be some serious watching, but I'm sure you get the idea. Your lady didn't have any stupid youngren either."

I chuckled. My wife had the uncanny ability to both taunt me and compliment me at the same time.

Kelly grasped Chris's huge erection with both of her hands. As she held it she glanced back at me and said, "Are you ready pussyboy?"

I gave her a thumb up.

My wife giggled. "This is going to be fun. I've never done this before."

As Kelly leaned forward and started licking the head of her boyfriend's cock I thought about what she'd just said. By the time she'd graduated from college my wife was a very sexually experienced young woman. Since then she'd been working as a professional escort. I will concede that she'd worked exclusively for one company, but the fact still remained, my wife was a high class hooker. Kelly's last comment suddenly made me realize that there were probably very few sexual acts that she hadn't tried. I know that many men would have been horrified and even terribly depressed by that discovery, but I wasn't. In fact it made me feel proud. I was married to an expert.

Kelly stopped licking Chris's cock and glanced over her shoulder. "Timmy is something wrong?"

I shook my head. "No, I'm sorry Ms. Mamister. I was thinking about what you'd just said."

Kelly thought for a moment. She was trying to remember what she'd just said. Finally she looked at me with a concerned expression. "Timmy I'm sorry, did I say something that hurt your feelings? Do you want to stop and talk about it?"

I smiled at her. "No, it was nothing bad and you didn't hurt my feelings. It's actually kind of cool. I'll tell you about it later."

Kelly nodded. "All right babydoll. Are you sure you're okay?"

From the couch Chris said, "Timmy we can take a break. I'll go make us each another rusty nail. We can have a take and talk."

I put up my hand. I was actually feeling a little embarrassed. "No, no; I really am all right. We can talk about it later. I think it will make all of us smile."

I grinned at them. "Right now I'd rather do this." I spread the cheeks of my wife's luscious rear, closed my eyes and reverently kissed her tiny hole."

Kelly shivered with excitement when she felt my lips touch that forbidden place.

Above me I heard Chris gasp and then he quietly said, "Damn."

Very hot GH, I love the way they can continue to play and tease each other physically while they work out the parameters of their relationship. By the way, we've all fallen in love with Kelly, so you have competition!

And since you've never struck me as the cruel type, I have to assume that in your note above to techcuck you meant to say you hoped his injury wasn't serious!


Sorry, couldn't resist!

Storm

Thanks for pointing that out. I often type my responses to comments rather hurriedly because I'm always about to post another story segment.

I did go back and correct the error.

Techcuck, I hope you read that as the typo it was.

Storm

Thanks for the comment. I might add that I'm also in love with Kristi and after your past few posts I'm also rather enamored with Kori. I guess I'm just a fickle mister of a gun.

GH

Note: For those of you who like the kind of story I write (I think Storm's story as well) I recommend two stories to you.

The first is "Speedy" by E.Z.Riter. He has another story called "Speed". That is not the one I'm recommending. It might be good, but I've never read it. I loved "Speedy".

The other is "It Was Just Sex Honey" by Night Scribe. It's a 3 part series. Don't be put off by the beginning. It appears to be a "hard nosed hater" story at first, but stick with it, it's worth the effort.

I thought they were both lovely stories. The word lovely was selected with due consideration. I think it's an apt description.

You can find both of these stories at Literotica.com. Go to the search members section and type in the authors names. It will take you to the list of stories they have written.

You can also find the stories by title by going to the loving wives section. All stories in each section are listed alphabetically.

If you have trouble navigating Literotica PM me or email me ([email protected]. I'd be happy to help you.)

P.S. I'm also now in love with Speedy.

Damn ...

Thanks GH, I will definitely be following up on those! I hope you know that I wasn't so much correcting you above as just poking a little fun at the way a simple typo totally changes the sentiment - everyone surely knew what you meant, it just appealed to my weird sense of humor.
Thanks again for the stories - yours, and those listed above!

Thanks for the links GH, I'll be sure to check those stories out. Thanks also for this great story, I'm really enjoying it and look forward to each new episode.

TrF2

Peak

Double dog damn

Storm

Yes I understood that you were just jerking my chain, but I still appreciated the heads up. The error was just a bit too glaring.

I hope people enjoy those stories. They're both very different. I guess that's what makes them appeal to me.

Trf2

Thanks for the kind comment.

Gentleman, thank you again for taking a moment to comment.

GH

At first I just kissed my wife's asshole. The thought that she was "making me" do it while she sucked another man's cock was a breathtaking offense for me. My submissive, masochistic desires were inflamed. At that moment I would have eagerly submitted to any demand that Kelly made regardless of how degrading or demeaning it might have been.

Kelly was also aroused. She giggled with malicious delight when she felt me extend my tongue and start licking her. This reaction sent a thrill rippling through my loins. I pushed my tongue as deeply into her asshole as I possibly could. Kelly responded by wickedly mashing her rear against my face.

One of my fondest fantasies had come to life. My face was buried between my wife's gorgeous cheeks. I could feel her head bobbing up and down on her boyfriend's cock while she wantonly ground her ass into my face.

There wasn't any doubt in my mind that Kelly and Chris were enjoying themselves, but I knew that my wonderful wife was really creating this scene for me. Their turn would come later in the bedroom.

Suddenly I had an overwhelming desire to express my gratitude to Kelly. She was a very sensual woman. The best way to thank her was to make her cum and I knew exactly how to bring her to an earth shattering orgasm.

While I licked Kelly I'd been gently massaging the small of her back. She loved this. When we were in college I used to spend hours doing it for her; but I knew there was something she liked even more.

I continued licking my wife while I slipped one hand between her thighs. Kelly jumped when she felt my fingertips brush the lips of her very wet cunt. I fondled the cleft of her inflamed sex for a moment before I sought out and found her engorged clitoris.

Kelly shivered as she felt me touch, then softly caress and finally vigorously massage her sensitive bud. I was still licking her asshole. She was still savagely grinding her rear into my face while she lustfully sucked on her boyfriend's cock.

Time seemed to stand still. The three of us were caught up in a tumultuous whirlwind of carnal frenzy. We fed off of each other. Our excitement mushroomed.

Suddenly Kelly pulled her mouth back from Chris's erection and arched her back. She screamed. She was still holding on to his cock with her fist. She kept on pumping it as her entire body shook from her violent orgasm. My tongue was still buried in her ass and my fingers continued rubbing her clit.

I felt something wet hit the back of my head. Kelly's orgasm was starting to subside so I pulled back from her rear and sat up. I saw my wife's fist wrapped around her boyfriend's cock. It was covered with his semen. I reached back and felt the wetness on the back of my head. It was warm and slippery. Chris's first spurt of cum must have shot clear over Kelly and landed on me.

I left it alone. It seemed appropriate that a good cuckold slave should have a little bit of his wife's boyfriend's cum drying in his hair.

Kelly let go of Chris's cock and turned around so that she was sitting on the floor with her legs extended. She wrapped her arm around one Chris's legs and smiled at me while she hugged her boyfriend.

"Timmy that was fabulous."

I smiled back at her. "I have to agree."

From the couch above us Chris laughed and said, "You won't get any arguments out of me."

My wife sighed. There was a contented smile on her face, but suddenly the smile turned into a frown. She looked at me. "Timmy honey, you didn't get to cum."

I shrugged. "I'm your cuckold slave. Slaves don't get to cum while their superiors are enjoying themselves."

Kelly stared at me for a moment. She was obviously considering what I'd just said. Finally she shook her head. "No babydoll, I'm your mistress. I'm the one who makes the rules around here."

She scooted over so she was sitting next to me. Then she put her arm around my shoulder and kissed my cheek. "Sweetheart for the past year I've lied to you, taken you for granted and ignored you. We spent yesterday talking about that and I know you've forgiven me, but it might be a long time before I can forgive myself."

Kelly sighed. "I understand that orgasm denial is a big part of the submissive cuckold fantasy." She giggled. "And I will admit that it certainly makes my pussy tingle when I think about torturing you that way." She picked up my hand and held it. "But Babydoll, right now I can't do it. I already feel too guilty about neglecting you for so long. That would just be more neglect."

She grinned at me. "You'd better prepare yourself dicklet. For the next few months you're going to be the most sexually satisfied man on this planet. There may be times when we're playing our sex games that I decide to withhold pleasure from you for a little while, but I promise that the moment we're done playing my first thought will be to get you off."

Chris chuckled. "Timmy it's going to be a real test, but I think you can handle the pressure."

I looked up at Chris. He was grinning at me.

Kelly pushed me down so I was lying on my back. As she slid down to my waist and picked up my tiny penis she looked up at her boyfriend. "Chris honey, I do love sucking your great big dick, but this cute little guy here brings me unbelievable joy every time I touch it."

Chris nodded. "I guess the size of a man's heart is more important than the size of his dick."

Kelly giggled. "That may be true, but if a guy has a tiny dick, he sure as hell better have a very active tongue. Now if you two don't mind we are again wasting valuable sex time with this silly chit chat."

My wife leaned over, took my little penis into her mouth and gave me an absolutely delightful blow job. It was my first orgasm of the day, so needless to say, I came quickly. Kelly of course, swallowed all of my semen.

We rested for a moment and then my wife stood up, straightened her nylon stockings and garter belt and said, "Boys, I think it's time for us to retire to the bedroom. I'm in the mood for some serious fucking."

She reached out and grabbed Chris's hand. "Come on Bigdog, you're just the man for the job."

She turned to me. "Dicklet, go prepare my bed. My lover and I are going to need a comfortable place to play."

I stood up. As I scurried into the bedroom I smiled. My wife was a whimsical woman. She was intelligent, kind, loving and considerate, but she lived for the moment. She made capricious decisions, often based solely on an ephemeral mood. Life as her slave was going to be filled with a myriad of unexpected twists and turns.

I pulled down the bed covers and fluffed the pillows on what was once our marital bed. I looked around. With a twinge of regret and a glimmer of excitement I realized that it was likely that this would soon become my mistress's private boudoir and I would be banished to the guest bedroom.

"Thank you dicklet. Fluffing up the pillows was very considerate. Mr. Kendricks and I both appreciate the finer comforts in life." In a deliberately arrogant tone of voice Kelly added, "I guess that's one of the qualities that makes us superiors." She flashed me a condescending smile.

Apparently it was time for me to be subjected to another dose of offense and shame. My heart started racing. This evening Kelly's plan for me seemed to involve dishing out a generous serving of sadistic degradation and embarrassment followed by a large helping of love and tenderness. I was enjoying the combination. Kelly was right, the past year had left scars. Playing this kinky sex game was fun, but both of us were still a little vulnerable. We needed some periods of reassurance.

I smiled. At that moment I was feeling pretty secure. I was ready for a little more kinky fun. The masochist inside me was stepping forward with his hand out and I was sensing that Kelly was again in the mood to dish out everything I could possibly tolerate.

"Wipe that smile off your face Dicklet! You're now in my sanctuary and you will conduct yourself appropriately."

I politely bowed my head. "Yes Ms. Mamister, I understand."

"If that's true, then why are you standing? I have a man in here. Standing in his presence without my permission is an intolerable breach of etiquette."

I immediately fell to my knees. "I'm sorry Ms. Mamister, I meant no offense."

Kelly nodded approvingly. "That's much better dicklet. I forgive you. I must try to remember that I have to be tolerant. You are just a slave in training."

She turned to Chris and gave him a long kiss on the lips. While she was kissing him she reached down and grasped his penis. I was amazed to see that it was already erect again. Mr. Kendricks was a very robust man. I could see why my wife was so taken with him.

"Mmmm, it seems like somebody is ready to play again." Kelly's voice was soft and gentle. It was the exact opposite of the harsh, authoritative tone she'd just taken with me. "Why don't you lie down and make yourself comfortable. I'll join you in a moment."

Chris sat down on the bed and lay back with his head resting on the pillows I'd just fluffed up. His trim muscular body and huge erection sticking straight up in the air made him a rather imposing figure.

Kelly turned to me. "Dicklet, this lingerie is just going to get in the way. Undress me."

A little thrill rippled through me. My wife was making me undress her while her naked lover reclined on her bed and watched. This was another classic submissive cuckold fantasy. Kelly was being very creative.

I moved slowly. I wanted to savor the moment. I unfastened the clasps on my wife's garter belt and carefully rolled each of her stockings down her legs. Once I was done she balanced on one foot while she raised the other.

After I removed her stocking she continued to hold up her foot. "Kiss it."

I submissively complied. Kelly smiled.

As soon as I was done kissing her toes Kelly lowered her foot and raised the other one.

While I was removing her stocking Chris chuckled. "I have to say that the two of you put on one hell of an erotic show."

Kelly giggled. "It's keeping me nice and wet.

After I kissed Kelly's other foot she set it down and walked over to her bed. She sat down next to Chris, but she didn't lie back. She kept her feet on the floor. She stroked her boyfriend's erect penis for a moment and then she turned to me and wiggled her finger. "Crawl over here cuckboy. It's your job to make sure I'm ready to take my lover's great big cock."

She spread her legs. As she lasciviously fingered herself she breathlessly said, "Lick my pussy slave. I want to be nice and wet for my man."

I crawled over to my wife. Her sex was already glistening with the moisture of her arousal. My efforts were going to be purely symbolic. I positioned myself between Kelly's legs and leaned forward. She sighed when she felt my lips touch her and I heard her breath catch when I began licking her.

Kelly was already very excited. I sensed that it wouldn't take much to make her cum again. I found her clit and sucked it into my mouth. I knew that my wife loved that.

Whap! I jumped. Kelly had slapped the back of my head. "I told you to lick! I never said anything about sucking my clit. You're not down there to make me cum, that's my lover's job. You're there to get me ready for him. Do you understand me!"

I rubbed the back of my head. Kelly had slapped me hard. It still stung. I nodded. "Yes Ms. Mamister. I'm sorry Ms. Mamister."

My wife glared at me for a moment and then her expression softened. "Very well dicklet, you're forgiven; but I warn you that in the future you'd better be more careful about remembering your place."

"Yes Ms. Mamister, I will remember."

"Return to your task please."

I buried my face between my wife's thighs and licked her with uncontrolled passion. Kelly's imaginative little vignettes had worked me into a nearly maniacal state of excitement.

Kelly let me lick her for a few more minutes and then she patted my head. "That's enough dicklet. It's time for you to crawl down to the foot of the bed and watch."

GH- masterful writing. If my wife would let me cum, I would have done so a dozen times reading this! I'm anxiously awaiting its continuation.
Thanks for your work on this.

Herz4fun

Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed it. I appreciate your taking a moment to tell me.

GH

P.S. Your wife must be a wonderful woman.

I moved quickly to the end of the bed. While I was positioning myself, my wife cuddled up to her boyfriend and gently kissed him on the lips.

Chris responded by wrapping his arms around Kelly, aggressively rolling her on top of him and returning her kiss. They were quickly locked in a passionate embrace, their naked bodies pressed against each other, Chris's monstrous cock clamped between my wife's thighs.

They kissed and enjoyed the feel of each other's naked flesh for a few moments and then Kelly sat up. She rolled off of her lover and turned around so that she was facing me. As she stared into my eyes she straddled her boyfriend's hips, took hold of his erect penis and guided it into her glistening pussy.

I didn't move. I couldn't move. I was mesmerized. All I could do was watch the scene unfolding in front of me.

Kelly slid forward. As she moved, Chris's erection disappeared into her sopping cunt. Once she had all of him inside of her she paused. She appeared to be taking a moment to enjoy the sensation of having that giant cock inside her.

My wife's respite only lasted for a few seconds and then she placed her hands behind her, one on each side of her lover and leaned back. As Kelly began rocking back and forth on Chris's cock, he reached around her and cupped each of her large breasts with his hands.

At first Chris remained motionless. His only action was to rub and pull on my wife's nipples while she moved up and down on his rigid penis. I assumed that he was allowing Kelly to set the initial pace for their love making in order to give her an opportunity to become accustomed to having his huge monster inside her. He was obviously a considerate lover.

As their passion grew, Chris became increasingly active. He began by slowly rotating his hips while my wife continued to rock back and forth on his cock. Gradually the rotation turned into gentle thrusts. The thrusts became progressively more aggressive and soon Chris was fucking Kelly with unrelenting fervor.

While Chris was lying motionless under her, Kelly had been able to continue staring into my eyes. Once Chris took over and started fucking my wife in earnest, the focus of her attention changed. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the pleasure she was receiving from her boyfriend's erection.

They fucked in this position for several minutes and then Chris rolled Kelly off of him. She voiced a minor protest when she felt his cock slip out of her cunt, but Chris ignored her. He was in control now. He was dictating what was happening. This was clearly why he was a stud.

He flipped my wife onto her stomach. He was gentle, but he didn't give her any opportunity to resist and Kelly didn't show any inclination to resist. It was obvious that she'd now given herself to this man and he was free to use her as he pleased.

Once Kelly was on her stomach Chris moved into position behind her. She got up on her knees. My wife knew what her boyfriend wanted and she appeared to be more than happy to give it to him.

Chris's erection now glistened with the sheen of Kelly's moisture. He moved forward. It slipped easily into her well lubricated cunt. My wife looked back. I could see her biting her lower lip as her lover began thrusting his cock in and out of her.

Kelly raised herself up and supported her weight on her forearms. This freed her hips and allowed her to meet each of Chris's thrusts with a thrust of her own.

Their passion grew by leaps and bounds. My wife shrieked with delight each time her boyfriend pumped his cock into her. Chris reached a hand around Kelly's thigh and found her engorged clitoris. He continued fucking her while he vigorously rubbed her clit with his fingertips.

I knew my wife. I was certain that this would put her over the edge. I was right. She quickly started to cry. After a moment she arched her back and her cries turned into a high pitched scream.

As soon as her orgasm erupted Chris pulled his hand away from Kelly's clit, but he continued to pump his cock in and out of her cunt with an almost barbaric fury.

My wife cried and shook from the intense pleasure of her orgasm, but her lover just kept on fucking her. When her orgasm finally subsided, neither of them still showed any inclination to stop. Kelly did remain motionless for a minute while she recovered from her climax, but Chris continued thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy.

As soon as Chris felt my wife start to move again he pulled out of her cunt, rolled her over onto her back, positioned himself between her parted thighs and pushed his cock back into her.

Kelly lay still. She seemed to be content to gaze up at her lover while she enjoyed the pleasant sensation of his erection pumping in and out of her pussy.

After a few minutes I could see Kelly's passion starting to grow again. She began by toying with her boyfriend's nipples and then I noticed her hips start to move.

Chris sensed my wife's renewed arousal and increased the intensity and speed of his thrusts. Kelly responded by wrapping her legs around his thighs and bucking her hips to meet each of those powerful thrusts.

Their excitement mushroomed. They attacked each other with savage ferocity. They began to look less like lovers and more like two warriors locked in mortal combat.

As I watched them I started to understand why my wife hungered for sex with a man like Chris. He was a kind, gentle and considerate lover, but he also understood how and when to become a ruthless brute. I knew that I could always be kind, gentle and considerate; but my tiny penis, slightly feminine manner and submissive nature made it very difficult for me to ever imagine myself as a ruthless brute.

Suddenly my wife started to cry again. I knew that those cries were the harbinger of another building orgasm. Chris also recognized their significance and began fucking Kelly with even more ruthless intensity.

This time when Kelly started to scream Chris stopped his thrusts. I watched. I was curious. He remained perfectly still while my wife's orgasm ravaged her body and then as the waves of pleasure began to subside he started a series of long, very slow thrusts.

Kelly obviously recognized what was happening because she quickly pulled herself together and stared up into her lover's eyes. Suddenly Chris made several quick powerful thrusts and then he buried his cock as deeply into my wife as he possibly could. Kelly immediately locked her legs around his thighs and held him inside of her.

I suddenly recognized what was occurring. I was watching another man ejaculate his seed deep into my wife's womb.

As I kneeled at the foot of the bed I realized that I had just witnessed the quintessential moment in the cuckolding of a husband.

Mmmmm...... what a great feeling that is!!

I too love that moment when the woman you love is being filled with another mans seed just inches from your waiting eyes.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Damn, all my smoke alarms just went off - very noisy! That was an incredibly hot sex scene, just brilliant.
It made me wonder, do you have any idea how much you're contributing to the health of the nation - or even the world? Let's see, first there's the increased cardio/respiratory rate to give the old heart and lungs a good workout, then the heightened red flow to certain parts of the body to contribute to one's sexual health, and of course everyone knows that frequent ejaculations are excellent for prostate health.
The inspiration to more frequent and vigorous sex should aid in the health of the marriage, which is said to promote a sense of mental and emotional well-being for both partners...damn, if Obama would include a daily reading of GH in his healthcare plan it would pass in a heartbeat - and it's free!
Me, my wife, my doctor, and my health insurer all thank you!

GH -- your writing is so moving. All I can think of is what a lucky man Timmy is.

Ah, if only life could always be that beautiful!...

GH,
Just caught up again. I have to say that last section had it all really. Very well done. I can see why you are falling in love again. It's a good job Mrs GH doesn't know isn't it !