Five Days In Florida

As soon as we reached the confines of the guest bedroom Anne and Brandon stopped and faced each other. Staring into her lover's eyes, my wife opened her dressing gown and exposed her gorgeous body. She was offering herself to him.

Brandon took a moment to gaze at my wife's charms and then he extended his hands and cupped her opulent breasts. I watched, fascinated as he touched and fondled Anne's jutting nipples. My wife had just offered herself to this man and now he was taking her.

After playing with my wife's breasts for several seconds Brandon reached up, slipped her dressing gown off of her shoulders and let it fall to the floor at her feet. Understanding my role, I obsequiously stepped in and picked it up. I was Sweet pea, Anne's loyal slave. Properly caring for my Mistress's clothing was one of my duties.

When I returned from hanging her dressing gown in the closet I saw that Anne had opened Brandon's robe and was slowly stroking his erect cock. Wearing nothing but her white garter belt, nylon stockings and high heeled slippers, my wife was breathtaking. As I looked longingly at her the familiar pangs of jealousy and envy once again tore at my heart. At the same time a surge of masochistic excitement rippled through my loins. My wife was absolutely stunning, but I knew that on that afternoon, another man would be enjoying her and all I'd be allowed to do was watch.

Brandon placed his hands on Anne’s shoulders and gently pushed her to her knees. I never would have had the courage to try that and I was equally certain that my wife would never have allowed me to do it. She let her lover do it. It was clear that she wanted him to do it.

Anne was kneeling on the floor. Brandon's cock was standing at attention, directly in front of her face. Brandon slipped out of his robe and let it fall to the floor. I immediately scurried over and picked it up. While I was doing that, my wife reached around her lover, grabbed his butt cheeks with both hands, pulled him to her and took his enormous phallus into her mouth.

Still holding Brandon's robe, I watched spellbound as my wife sucked and licked his ridged penis. She was devouring his cock with the eagerness of a young girl enjoying a gigantic lollipop. While Anne had sucked my cock many times, she had never done it with the unbridled enthusiasm that I was witnessing at that moment.

After enjoying my wife's efforts for a few minutes Brandon gently pulled her to her feet and said; "I want to fuck you now." It wasn’t a request.

Anne just smiled at him, lay down on the bed and spread her legs. It was apparent that during sex, Brandon was in charge.

Brandon lay down next to my wife, put his arms around her, pulled her to him and kissed her hard on the lips. Wrapping her arms around him, Anne ardently responded. I watched, overwhelmed with lust as the two lovers rolled naked together on the bed, making out. I’m ashamed to admit that I desperately wanted to masturbate, but of course the cock cage prohibited me from doing that.

Suddenly Brandon stopped, broke away from my wife and asked; "Are we still going to ask him to do it?"

"Are you still all right with it?"

"Yes, I think it will be fun and I'm kind of hoping I might learn something."

"Then we should do it."

"Okay." Brandon sat up.

Rolling onto her back, Anne spread her legs and looked up at me. "Sweet pea, Mr. Grey wants you to prepare me for him. He wants to watch you eat my pussy."

My breath caught. My entire body surged with excitement. Speechless, I couldn't respond."

Mistaking my failure to answer for reluctance, Anne said; "Jamie, Brandon is willing to let you watch while he fucks me. I think this is the least you can do for him. When we get together we fuck and as you know, I love to suck his big cock, but he rarely goes down on me. It's just something that he doesn't do very often."

Brandon shrugged. "I don't have much experience doing it, so I don't think I'm very good at it."

Nodding, Anne said; "When he was in college he was in fraternity with a group of guys who made crude jokes about muff divers and carpet munchers. Since they often shared sex partners he didn't dare go down on the girls that partied with him. Because of that he never developed much s******* at eating pussy. When we started dating, I had you so I really didn't care if he did me orally. I've always thought that was your domain. I was interested in Brandon's cock."

Brandon and I both smiled.

"But Brandon realizes that it's a shortcoming he has as a lover, so he wants to learn."

I looked at Brandon and then I looked at Anne. "Why haven't you taught him? You know what feels good and what doesn't."

"I'm so hooked on his cock that it's hard for me to focus on anything else and why should I? I have a slave who just happens to be one of the greatest pussy eaters of all time." Anne giggled; "Besides, it wouldn't be appropriate for me to teach him. He needs a guy to do that. My sorority sisters taught me how to suck a cock. His fraternity brothers were morons and let him down. He needs you Jamie. He needs you to be his friend. He needs you to step up and educate him."

Turning to Brandon, I asked; "Do you really want me to do this?"

He nodded. "Yes, I want you to do it. Anne says you're the best and I'm always ready to learn from the best."

I smiled at the flattery and then I said; "Of course I'll do it. I love doing it and I think the three of us are way beyond the shyness stage."

Brandon chuckled. "You sure got that right."

During the conversation Anne had sat up. Now she lay back down and once again spread her legs. Wiggling a finger at me, she said; "I'm ready Jamie."

I crawled between my wife's legs. Brandon was sitting next to us, watching. As I was positioning myself I looked up at him and said; "You really don't do this?"

He shrugged. "I've tried it a couple of times, but I wasn't very successful. Both women tolerated it for a minute or two and then asked me to fuck them. I wasn't going to argue."

"They tolerated it?"

"Yeah, that's what it seemed like to me. They certainly didn't appear to be enjoying it."

I thought about that. After a moment I said; "I suspect you started out being too aggressive."

"What do you mean?"

"At first most women are a little tender down there, especially their clits. You have to spend a little time warming them up."

Anne laughed. "You're making it sound like I'm a lawn mower engine."

Smiling sheepishly, I said; "Sorry."

"I was just teasing you Jamie and you're absolutely correct, at least I know it's true for me. Before I'm aroused I am tender down there."

"How does Jamie warm you up?"

"Show him Jamie; show Brandon how you get my motor started."

All three of us laughed and then looking at Brandon and my wife, I nodded. "Okay."

Suddenly feeling like I was on a stage I nervously leaned forward, closed my eyes and lightly brushed my lips across Anne's labia.

Professor Jamie at work. I want a seat in the first row.

Thank you GH

Thanks Timmy, so do I.

GH

Anne sighed. "This is how he starts. He barely touches me. It's almost an air kiss. The sensations he creates are nearly excruciating. Of course part of that is the anticipation of what's coming,"

"He's teasing you."

"Not really, it's more like he's tantalizing me."

I began to feel Anne's moisture on my lips. This was a sign for me. Her arousal was growing. I started kissing her, full firm kisses; but still on her labia, not on her clit, not yet.

"He started kissing you."

"Yes he has and I'm loving it." Anne was giggling. Her pussy was also starting to get very wet.

"You're pussy’s not tender anymore?"

"Not at all."

"How did he know that?"

"Jamie, tell him. How do you know when it’s time to start kissing me?"

I looked up at Brandon. "When I feel her wetness on my lips."

"What if she doesn't get wet? What do you do then?"

"I don't know, it's never happened with Anne. Sometimes I blow on her while I'm brushing my lips across her. She really likes that."

"You didn't do that today."

"No, I didn’t have to do it. She was already pretty excited; she got wet almost immediately."

Anne laughed. "Can you blame me? Right now I'm getting double teamed by two pros who also happen to be my two favorite men. I have a feeling I may set a world record for orgasms this afternoon."

Brandon and I both chuckled.

Grinning, Anne said; "All right slave boy, it’s time to get back to work."

I winked at Brandon. "It's a tough job, but somebody has to do it."

Anne cuffed me playfully across the back of my head. "That's right slave boy and you're the one. Now get your face back in my pussy."

All three of us were laughing. I started kissing Anne again. She squirmed and started mashing her cunt into my face.

Rapidly getting more excited, she said; "Do you see this Brandon? He's making out with me, he's making out with my cunt. He's worshipping me. You can't imagine how exciting that is for a woman."

"I don’t know about that, but I have to admit that it's damned exciting to watch."

Every bit as excited as Anne, I extended my tongue and started licking her pussy while I kissed her.

"Damn it Brandon, he's French kissing me, he's French kissing my cunt."

"It looks like you're enjoying it."

"Damn right I am."

Anne was now writhing in ecstasy. I stopped kissing her. Still being careful to avoid her clit, I began making long slow licks up and down the full length of her pussy.

Anne giggled. "Brandon, I love it when he does this."

"I believe you; I love it when you do it to my cock."

"Do you?"

"Hell yes."

"Later on I'll be sure to do it for you."

"I'm going to hold you to that."

"You can, I love licking your cock."

Brandon laughed. "This is turning into an amazing day."

Anne giggled. "I have to agree."

I decided that was my moment to strike. When my tongue reached the top of Anne's cunt I didn't move back down, instead I kissed her engorged clitoris.

She shrieked. "Hell and Damn! He just kissed my clitty!"

"You knew he was going to do that, didn't you?"

"Yes, but he surprised me."

"Did it feel good?"

"It didn’t just feel good, it was fucking amazing."

I sucked Anne's clit into my mouth and began flicking it with my tongue."

Laughing hysterically, she said; "He's doing it, he's giving me a clitty blow job."

"What's a clitty blow job?"

"He sucks on my clit and licks it at the same time."

"Kind of like when you suck on the head of my cock and lick it at the same time."

"That's right and you know how much you love that."

"Yup, that I do."

Continuing to suck and lick Anne's clit, I slipped a finger into her slippery wet pussy and started fucking her with it.

"Now he's finger fucking me while he sucks my clit! Brandon honey, twist my nipples for me, just like you do when I'm riding your cock."

"You got it"

Suddenly Anne shrieked. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! This is incredible!"

My wife was completely absorbed in a hysteria of unrestrained lust. She was mashing her cunt into my face. I was fucking her with two fingers while I sucked her clit and I was certain that Brandon was twisting and pulling on her nipples.

Suddenly Anne stopped moving. Her entire body tensed and then she screamed as a torrent of orgasmic pleasure erupted in her loins.

GH,
I hope you haven't painted yourself into a corner here. How on earth is a Brandon fuck going to be better than a Jamie tongue to poor old Anne ... and if it is, how on earth is she going to live through it.

And all this from the man that can't write sex scenes .. pah.

Nicely done GH, nicely done.

WOW pussy eating 101 in Professor Jamie's class is a must for any cuckold. One way to hang on to your woman.

GH, I agree with Peak don't you dare ever again to claim that you can't write sex scenes.

Thank you

GH,
I just caught up. A great writer pulls his readers into his story. I'll take one of those front row seat too. Another great segment. Really appreciate your writing.
JJ.

Hi GH,

I can only echo what the others are saying, you write so so well, almost like being by your side.

Ajax.

HOT....HOT...and HOTTER!!! Mmmmmmm.... oral service at it's best.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Out fucking standing ..........

GH, I hope that you're just taking a well deserved break, that nothing is wrong.

Take care my friend.

bump GH, I sure hope that you are OK.

I'm sorry, I've been rather inconsiderate to the readers here. My husband had complications from the surgery that he had in late April. We have also had some rather signifcant family business issues to address. I made the decision to limit his writng time. He is writing. I'm not letting him post. I will eventually. The problem is that when he posts he writes to get the next post. When he doesn't post he's much more relaxed about writing.

Lisa

Lisa,

thank you for the update. I'm sure that all his fans will keep him in their thoughts and prayers.

Hi Lisa and Mikey,

Thanks for the update, I must admit I was getting rather worried about GH but now you have settled my mind.

you both take care and be assured that you are in our thoughts.


Ajax

All of you, thank you for your comments and support.

I have several segments written. They still have to be proofread and edited. I will post them as I have time. As Lisa said, in addition to my health problems our lives are quite busy right now. Time and energy are both at a premium.

GH

I sat up and watched while Anne enjoyed her climax. Brandon, half lying and half sitting next to her, was also watching. When she cums my wife gets very vocal and likes to express her joy with raucous language that could make a sailor blush. This orgasm was no exception.

Smiling, Brandon said to me; "She does have a good time, doesn't she."

I nodded. "I think sex is the way she releases the tension she builds up in her job."

"I hadn't considered that. It does make sense. Sometimes our work gets to be a real rat race."

Anne opened her eyes. First she winked at me and then she turned to Brandon and said; "Are you going to fuck me or do you plan to spend the rest of the day talking about work?"

Brandon laughed. "She can also be a little demanding at times."

"Try being her slave."

"No thank you, being her boyfriend is tough enough."

"If my boyfriend doesn't get busy and start fucking me with that magnificent erection he's sporting he may find out what life is like as a jilted boyfriend." Anne was grinning.

"Jamie my friend, I do believe that duty calls. That's my cue to take over."

Still grinning, Anne turned to me and said; "Cuckboy it's time for you to take your place on the floor at the foot of the bed. The fucking is about to start and my stud and I are going to need some space."

I scooted to the end of the bed, slipped off on to the floor and turned so that I was on my knees facing Anne and Brandon.

Anne was still lying on her back with her legs spread. Looking at Brandon, she said; "I want you on top of me, you know that's how I like it best."

Brandon just smiled and climbed on top of my wife.

It was a strange situation. I was there for the expressed purpose of watching. These days, seeing a permister other than your spouse naked is rare. When it does occur we are taught to avert our eyes or at least try to avoid staring. Now I was supposed to stare, I was expected to look.

I did look. It was odd. Four feet in front of me was Brandon's hairy rear end, his large balls dangling between his legs. He was positioned between my wife's parted thighs. I could see her cunt, glistening with the moisture of her arousal. Brandon was rubbing the head of his huge and very erect penis up and down her slippery cleft.

"Just put it in me lover. Sweet pea already got me wet. Right now all I need is your cock, your great big beautiful cock."

"You're sure."

"Hell yes, I'm sure. Now fuck me, fuck me hard."

Laughing, Brandon said; "Happy to oblige." And then I heard Anne gasp as his erection began to slowly disappear into her cunt.

Once he was completely inside my wife Brandon stopped. He was giving Anne a chance to get used to the presence of his monster.

Anne sighed. "That feels so good."

"You love my cock, don't you?"

"Yessssss!"

"Yes what?"

"Yes, I love your cock. I love being fucked by your cock. I love sucking your cock. I love playing with it. I love everything about your great big beautiful cock."

"Do you want me fuck you now?"

"You know I do. Now stop messing with me and get busy." Anne was giggling.

I was an avowed cuckold, but that doesn't mean that seeing another man's cock inside my wife didn't produce some angst. It did. We're just too deeply steeped in the morals of our culture for that to not happen. Of course as a masochist that’s also part of the fun.

As I watched Brandon start to slowly push his cock in and out of my wife I realized that the teasing and relaxed banter that had occurred while Brandon was entering Anne had actually created more turmoil for me than seeing him fucking her now.

"Yes, that's right. That's what I want. Fuck me, fuck me with your great big wonderful cock. Brandon honey, I love your cock. I love you."

Anne's words shocked me and ripped my soul apart. Overwhelmed with jealousy and fear, I was suddenly terrified that my wife was going to leave me for this other man.

Tears were beginning to run down my cheeks, but then I remembered our earlier conversations. Anne had warned me that she had feelings for Brandon. She liked him, they spent time together and they were intimate. Not developing feelings for him would have been impossible. She also explained that the emotional attachment made the sex better. That was easy to understand.

Anne had been worried that if I watched them make love I'd misunderstand what I was seeing. She'd repeatedly tried to reassure me that no matter what she said or how she acted, I was and would always be the most important man in her life. She might love Brandon, but she would always love me more.

I realized that I had to trust her. I wanted to be with my wife while she was entertaining her boyfriend. I wanted to be allowed to watch. If I demanded constant reassurance while I was with Anne and Brandon, Anne would never be able to relax and enjoy herself. I knew that if that happened, it wouldn't be long before they'd go back to getting together without me.

I also remembered that I'd encouraged Anne to let herself go. In order to truly enjoy herself she needed to be able to freely express her feelings about her boyfriend. For her to be comfortable doing that in my presence I had to be able to maintain my composure and avoid displays of jealousy and hurt. I could only do that by trusting Anne and remaining confident about the depth of her love for me.

Taking a deep breath I squelched my feelings of fear and jealousy and focused my attention on my wife. She was enjoying herself. I was her cuckold slave. Her pleasure was supposed to be my pleasure.

I looked, I observed and then excited, I watched in awe. One of my most intense fantasies was unfolding in front of me. This was not the moment to wallow in self-pity and despair. This was a time to relax and enjoy. My wife, my wonderful wife, was being fucked by another man and I was kneeling at the foot of the bed watching.

Several feet in front of me Brandon was on his knees, his hairy rear end moving back and forth as he pumped his big cock in and out of Anne's slippery wet cunt. Her legs were spread, her hips were thrust upward. She was trying to make herself more open and available to him.

Brandon was a powerful lover. The king sized bed not only creaked, it actually moved with each of his thrusts.

Now unbelievably aroused, I stared. I began to understand why my wife had selected this man to be her regular lover. Even I could see that he was good.

From the moment Anne first started dating other men she made it a point to tell me about them when she got home. Her descriptions always included a graphic analysis of their sexual prowess.

I quickly learned about the qualities that make men good lovers and the flaws that make them inadequate. There were of course the men with small cocks and a tendency to cum quickly. I was one of those men. Anne pointed out that in my case it didn't matter; I was her slave and I more than made up for my shortcomings with my tongue.

Another group of men who never got a second date with my wife were what she called the rammers and jammers. These were men who thought fucking was purely an exhibition of strength and vigor. As soon as they entered Anne they'd start humping her as hard and fast as they possibly could. While she appreciated their enthusiasm, they weren't particularly satisfying and rammers and jammers with large cocks could often become uncomfortable, even painful.

The men that Anne enjoyed and sought out were the dancers. These were men who knew how to fuck with rhythm, grace and style. They could be energetic and powerful, but they could also be slow and gentle. They were the lovers my wife lusted after and it now appeared to me that Brandon Grey was one of the best.

He took that moment to prove it. Brandon had been fucking Anne hard and fast, but suddenly he drastically slowed his pace.

Giggling, Anne said; "You bastard, you're teasing me."

"Yes I am and I know you love it."

"Yes I do, but you're still driving me crazy."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Don't you dare stop, you mister of a bitch."

Brandon laughed and then still slowly fucking my wife, he leaned down and kissed her on the lips. Anne returned the kiss with passion.

When they broke apart Brandon whispered, "I love fucking you without a condom."

"I like it too, it's nice to feel your bare cuck inside me and I love the way it feels when you cum inside me."

"Are you ready to go for a wild ride?"

"Damn right I am. I want you to ravish me."

"All right, you asked for it. It's ravishing time."

Both of them started laughing and then Anne gasped as Brandon began increasing his pace.

Still laughing, Anne said; "Oh yes, this is exactly what I need, a good old fashioned fucking."

"And that my dear is exactly what you're going to get."

I watched with rapt attention as Brandon fucked my wife, the intensity of his effort increasing with each thrust. Still rhythmical and amazingly controlled, it reminded me of the slow ascension to glory in Ravel's Bolero.

The two lovers began to pant. Brandon relentlessly kept building the pace. As the tension mounted, my wife started thrusting her hips forward to meet each of her lover's powerful thrusts. He responded by fucking her even harder.

It was obvious that both Brandon and Anne were now wildly aroused. The rhythm and grace of their coupling was degenerating into a savage struggle. I felt like I was witnessing a violent encounter between two primitive warriors. They were locked in implacable combat, neither of them willing to yield or give quarter.

Watching in awe, I fully understood why my wife needed Brandon. This was an experience I could never provide for her. It wasn't just that Brandon had a bigger cock or was able to last longer than I could. That was true, but there was more to it. I was by nature submissive. Brandon was challenging Anne in a way that was unimaginable for me. While I loved Anne and I was certain that she loved me, it was obvious that for this pleasure she had to go elsewhere and I knew that I could never object to her doing that.

My wife started laughing. It was that same insane giddy expression of joy that you hear from people on a roller coaster. Her laughter was making me smile, but then suddenly she arched her back and froze. I stopped smiling and watched. For a second time seemed to stop and then all hell broke loose as Anne had her release.

Her orgasm was volcanic, but Brandon didn't seem to take notice. He just kept fucking Anne. I marveled at the combination of power, arrogance and control that he was exhibiting.

Anne's climax was just beginning it subside when Brandon made three quick powerful thrusts and grunted as he buried the full length of his huge cock in her cunt. Realizing immediately that he was ejaculating his seed into my wife’s womb, I watched filled with a sea of contradictory emotions. Envy, jealousy, lust and unbelievable excitement all churned inside me.

As soon as he finished cumming Brandon collapsed on to my wife. Anne wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly to her.

Breathless with excitement, I longed to be able to get the chastity cage off so that I could masturbate. Of course I couldn't. It was locked. That's the sinister truth behind a chastity cage. It prevents a man from having even the most fundamental sexual release, a release freely enjoyed by most males over the age of twelve. Instead I was reduced to kneeling passively on the floor at the foot of a bed that my wife shared with another man. They lay naked; their sweaty bodies were pressed tightly together as they enjoyed their post conjugal bliss.

Watching another man fuck your wife while your penis is locked in a chastity cage is an inherently masochistic act. Another cuckold husband once suggested to me that it's like being the only kid at a birthday party who doesn't get cake and ice cream. I agreed with him but I took it a step farther. It's like not being allowed any cake and ice cream at your own birthday party while all the other kids are getting as much as they want.

GH; Two really excellent segments and both very well written thank you. I particularly enjoyed the reference to "rammers and jammers" as my wife has told be the same thing!

I hope your health continues to improve

Thanks GH,

That was as always, I especially liked the reference to Ravel's Bolero, you certainly get my cock twitching.

Take it easy friend and I hope your health continues to improve.

Ajax.

Thx GH, excellent as always

As Ronald used to say,
"There you go again."
I must admit, I quite like cake and ice cream ...

GH another couple of really great segments. Thank you Sir.

Please take it easy and take care of your health and business. Now that we know what's going on, we all can relax a bit.

Maybe if Jamie is a good boy, he'll have a nice creampie for his party??


Very nice segments GH, thanks for posting and welcome back. Hope you feel better with each passing day and life settles down a bit for you.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

subchard, Ajax, Zinc03, peak, timmy and cuck4one

Thanks, I appreciate your comments.


GH

I really don't know how long Brandon lay on top of my wife. It was probably only a minute or two, but it seemed like hours. In an effort to avoid disturbing them, I tried to remain as quiet and still as I possibly could.

Finally Brandon's softening cock slipped out of Anne's cunt. She moaned with disappointment. It was clear that she enjoyed having it inside her.

After kissing her gently on the lips Brandon rolled off of Anne. Lying on his back next to her, he casually extended his arm. She laid her head on his shoulder and cuddled up to him.

A small pang of jealousy stabbed at me as I recognized that this was a familiar act, one they'd obviously practiced many times. I quickly squashed those feelings. I wasn't uncovering evidence of deceit. Anne had been seeing Brandon with my full permission and during all of that time she had steadfastly maintained her unrivaled love for me.

I looked up at my wife. She was watching me. When our eyes met she smiled and slowly spread her legs. We both glanced at her pussy. A stream of Brandon's fresh semen was leaking from her forming a small pool on the sheet between her thighs.

Anne nodded.

At the time, Anne and I had been married for just under five years. While there might be people who would argue that five years isn't a very long time, both Anne and I were bright, perceptive and cared deeply about each other. We were highly attuned to each other's nonverbal communication. I knew that Anne's nods had multiple shades of meaning.

That time she'd raised her eyebrows while she nodded. She was asking me a question. She wanted to know if I was willing to do it. You know what I mean, it.

I thought for a moment and then I took a deep breath and slowly nodded my head. Correctly reading my nod was an affirmative answer, Anne smiled and then she beckoned to me with her finger.

As I climbed up onto the bed Brandon sat up and asked, "What's going on?"

"It's time for my little cuckboy to clean up the mess you just made."

"You mean...?"

"That's right."

"Damn."

I positioned myself between Anne's legs. While I was excited, I was also mortified with embarrassment. I'd fantasized about this moment for years, but I hadn't considered how humiliating it would be to do it under the scrutiny of the man who had just deposited the semen in my wife.

I almost balked. I didn't. Humiliation was part of my role in this game. If I wanted to be allowed to play I had to accept that role and everything that came with it. I also understood that this was the role I wanted. If I balked now, I'd regret it for the rest of my life.

I looked at Anne's cunt. It glistened with a combination of her moisture and Brandon's seed. Semen was still leaking from her. The pool on the sheet between her thighs was growing.

My excitement began to mount and my embarrassment faded. I was Anne's cuckold. This was not just my role; it was my duty, my obligation.

Every nerve in my body was tingling as I leaned forward and kissed my wife's messy cunt.

"Oh yes." Anne sighed with delight when she felt my lips touch her.

My excitement mushroomed. Anne was enjoying this just as much as I was. I extended my tongue and began licking her.

Next to us Brandon whispered, "Damn, he's really doing it."

"Yes he is. I knew he would. He's doing it because he loves me and he knows that I want him to do it."

Laughing, Brandon said; "That's true love."

Anne smiled at him and said; "Yes it is and it's mutual."

Anne's last words made me forget about any misgivings that I might have had. I extended my tongue and eagerly started licking Brandon’s cum out of her cunt."

Gasping, Anne said; "Shit, I had no idea how good it would feel to have my pussy licked right after I got fucked."

"It's pretty good huh?"

"It's amazing, but you know what would make it even better?"

"What's that?"

"Having your cock in my mouth at the same time."

"It's not hard yet."

"Let me go to work on it. I can change that."

"I’m sure you can."

I felt the bed move. I looked up. Brandon was swinging his leg across my wife's chest. As soon as he was in position straddling Anne I heard her say, "It's so cute when it's like this. I'll bet if I kiss it I can make it grow."

Laughing, Brandon said; "That's a bet I would certainly lose."

They were both quiet. After a moment Anne said; "It's already coming to life again."

"Suck it."

"Yes sir."

I heard sucking and slurping noises. Anne wasn't trying to be discreet.

Brandon sighed. "Damn that feels good. Baby, I do believe you give the best blow job I've ever had."

"Thank you kind sir, I aim to please." Anne's voice was muffled. It was clear that she was trying to talk with Brandon's cock in her mouth."

My pulse was racing, my heart was pounding. I couldn't remember ever being as excited as I was at that moment. I was living a cuckold fantasy. My wife was eagerly sucking her boyfriend's huge penis while I licked up the cum that he'd just deposited in her cunt.

Suddenly Anne said, "It appears that you're fully recovered and ready for action again."

"It does seem to be standing at attention again, doesn't it?"

"Are you ready to try it?"

"It?"

"Did you forget? Last weekend I promised that you could fuck my butt today."

"No, I didn't forget; I was just trying to avoid pushing you into doing something you didn't want to do."

"Thank you, it will be all right. Jamie and I have been practicing this week. I can take him comfortably now. Your cock is a lot bigger than his; but if Jamie prepares me and we go slowly I think it will be fun. Do you want to try it?"

"Of course I do. I've never done it before."

That admission surprised me. I thought Brandon Grey was a master of all things sexual."

Apparently it surprised Anne too. She looked at Brandon and asked; "Really?"

Nodding sheepishly, he answered; "I've never run into a woman who was willing to try it."

"Even your two ex-wives?"

Laughing, Brandon said; "Especially my two ex-wives." And then he quickly added; "Hey, you've never done it either and you're just as experienced as I am."

"Jamie and I have done it."

"Last week and only because you and I started talking about it."

"That's true." There was a tone of reluctant concession in my wife's voice.

There was a pause. After a moment Anne said; "I've had other guys ask, a couple of them even tried it without asking."

"Tried it without asking?"

"Yeah, you know; they put their cocks back there and started pushing."

"I'll bet that went over really well."

"Fuckin pissed me off."

"Did you get up and leave?"

"No, both times I was pretty worked up. I suppose that's why they thought they could try it. I wanted to stay and get off."

"What did you do?"

"I told them to get their cocks back where they belonged."

"You mean in your pussy."

"Damn right."

"Why haven't you ever let a guy do it?"

"I don't know, I guess I was afraid it would hurt. It also seems to me that there's kind of a dominant submissive undertone to it."

"Sometimes being submissive gets you off."

"With the right guy."

"So why are you going to let me do it now? And you let Jamie do it. I don't think you’re ever submissive with him."

"You’re the right guys. I trust both of you. It’s true that I’m never submissive with Jamie, but I love him. I won’t ever do anything with another guy that I haven't already done with him." Anne looked at me. We smiled at each other.

GH,

let me be the first to thank you for another truly great chapter. Looking forward to the next but please take it easy. Your health is more important than our desire for more of the hot story.

I was so happy to catch up with this ...................
Sure hope you're doing better .

GH,
Before I read that, I would never have thought that the decision to try a creampie could be overladen with such loving emotion. That was well thought through and executed. A joy to read. Thanks.

GH.
Love, Respect, and Fun in that order is what makes the world go round in my opinion. You bring these qualities out in your characters and I can picture a long term relationship between all three.
It’s a great story.
Glad to have you back and I hope you will pay attention to Lisa and relax. As you can see your readers will be here when you write, but they can wait until you want to write. It needs to be fun and not something you feel needs to be done.
Your work is greatly appreciated by many!
JJ.