Should Have Known Better

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Submissive Cuckold - lives for many years in a female-led marriage with a cuckold lifestyle.

Once we got home, Dan's car was in the driveway but the downstairs lights were off so it appeared my wife and her lover had already gone to bed. Jessica and I quietly took off our shoes and crept up the stairs to my bedroom. As we were pulling the bedroom door shut behind us, I heard my wife call out from the master bedroom down the hall, "Bobby, is that you?"

I stopped in my tracks and answered, "Yes dear, we're just getting home." I looked at Jessica with an uncertain look on my face.

Melissa responded, "Oh good. Your timing couldn't have been better. Come," she commanded.

I looked at Jessica imploringly and she just shrugged and whispered, "Go to her. I'll be right here under the covers waiting." I nodded apologetically and turned to do my wife's bidding.

As I entered the bedroom, I could smell the mix of scented perfume and sex. Dan was lying next to my wife propped up on one arm. Melissa was naked and lying on her back next to him with her legs closed together. "Take your clothes off. Dan has left you a present," she said as she spread her legs and I could see the cum sticky and oozing from her pussy. He had left quite a mess!

For the first time since meeting Melissa, I actually wasn't eager to jump between her legs and eat her well-used pussy. Instead, I was thinking about the woman lying in my bed down the hall waiting for me to return. However, I also knew that the only way to get back there was to do the one thing I usually wanted to do the most – get my tongue busy in my wife's pussy.

I stripped down quickly and my erection popped out of the panties. It was already hard and dripping. My wife and Dan smiled, thinking that I was reacting to the opportunity to finally have my wife's fresh creampie. After all, it had been many weeks since I had eaten her pussy right after she fucked Dan. Little did they know, I had been hard for the past twenty minutes anticipating "getting lucky" tonight while Jessica rubbed my penis through my pants as I drove home. I put that thought out of my head and looked at my wife's pussy and let my cuckold brain take over.

I eagerly got between Melissa's legs and licked the drips of cum that were on both thighs. She also had cum smeared on her shaven mound and I ran my tongue all over her pubis until there was no more evidence of Dan's ejaculation there. Dan commented, "Look at the little eager beaver. Bobby boy really likes the taste tonight. He can't seem to lick it up fast enough."

My wife ran her fingers through my hair and pulled my face tighter between her legs to her wet and dripping sex. The cum and her juices covered my face as her gaping pussy covered my nose and mouth. "Make my pussy feel good, bobby. Dan pounded me and I need your magic tongue to do it's special thing." I stuck my tongue deep into her pussy. I licked and sucked on her lips from the bottom of her vagina to the top her slit, swallowing all of the cum and pussy juice as it entered my mouth. I was always surprised at how much cum Dan could deposit in her pussy. I slid my tongue along her lips and teased her just a bit before finding her clit and rolling it between my lips and flicking it with my tongue. I established a pattern, slow at first and then faster, over her engorged clitoris until she began to moan and gyrate her hips, pushing her pussy into my face. Her pussy grinded faster and faster in time with my tongue until I could tell she was on the verge of orgasm. I grabbed her hips with both of my hands to hold my face firmly against her sex and sucked on her clit more aggressively until she screamed out an orgasm and her whole body was shaking. I kept licking her until she was too sensitive and told me to stop.

I kissed her shaven mound lovingly as she caught her breath. "Oh bobby, that was wonderful. Thank you," she purred as she pulled me up from between her legs so I was lying on top of her. She kissed me passionately on the lips. It felt nice to have my naked body on hers and to feel her large tits pressed against my chest as we kissed. Although I felt a bit self-conscious as her lover lay next to us, watching. My erection was rubbing on her shaved mound and was surely leaving a trail of pre-cum where I had just licked it clean. Then, she asked, "Where is Jessica?"

"She was tired when we got home so I think she is going to sl eep in my bedroom so you and Dan can have some alone time," I answered quickly.

Melissa looked at me for a moment and then gave me a knowing smile as she kissed me again saying, "I hope you both sl eep well tonight. Give her a kiss goodnight for me." Dan also bid me a good night and I left their bedroom with my erection waving in the air and pointing the way to what I hoped would be a jackpot.

When I got back to my bedroom, Jessica was lying naked on top of the covers slowly fingering her pussy with her eyes closed. I closed the door and, with her eyes still closed, she said softly, "It sounded like you did your usual good work. That was so hot to listen. Now, I see why you like to listen from the hallway." She opened her eyes and reached for me, so I lay on top of her and kissed her just like I had just kissed my wife. She licked my lips and face and stuck her tongue in my mouth to get all of my wife's taste from me. My erection was once again pressed against a smoothly shaven mound and dribbling pre-cum. I was afraid I might have an orgasm just from her kissing me and the little bit of friction between my sensitive shaft and her soft, smooth skin.

Suddenly, she flipped me over so I was on my back facing up and she straddled my hips so that my erection was less than an inch from the opening of her pussy. She leaned forward, putting her hands on the mattress on either side of my head. Our noses were almost touching when she said breathlessly, "You want to shove your little weewee in me so bad, don't you?" She lowered her hips so the head of my penis was pressed between the lips of her pussy at the entrance to her cunt. Her pussy was wet and she moved her hips very slowly so the head of my penis glided along the outer lips of her hot cunt. I wanted to thrust up into her so bad I felt like I might explode. How much teasing can a man take? But, I lay there docile and compliant, breathing heavy as the sweat began to bead on my forehead and upper lip. I hungered for this hot woman so bad. She rubbed her hard nipples against my chest as she continued to rotate her hips as her pussy lips seemed to be sucking on the very tip of the head of my penis. She trapped my erection between us and ground it into my stomach with her shaven mound as I gasped and let out a soft, desperate moan. I was scared to death that I might cum. "I'm so tempted to just let you put it in me," she moaned. "Oh, how badly you must want to fuck me. To pound my pussy and make me scream. I could probably cum I'm so fucking horny." She stopped grinding her mound against my erection and slid a hand down her stomach and put a finger in her pussy. She fingered herself several times and then put her very wet finger in my mouth. She tasted heavenly!

Her eyes were on fire as she was panting and looking hungrily into my eyes. Then, she swiveled around into a 69 position on her hands and knees over me. She lowered her pussy to my mouth. "Eat me, boy. Make me cum!"

I immediately began licking her soaking wet pussy and sucking on her clit. She began moaning loudly and there was no doubt my wife and Dan could hear her down the hallway. Her hips were gyrating urgently on my face and her orgasm washed over her entire body as she began to shake and moan. I plunged my tongue into her pussy and sucked on her clit until she pulled her sensitive pussy away from my face. Then, she took my penis into her mouth and began to bob her head up and down as she swallowed the full length of my erection and gave me the first blowjob I had received in a very long time. Unfortunately, I only lasted about ten seconds and began groaning loudly as I started cumming in her mouth. I was surprised when she kept sucking and didn't stop until I quit cumming.

She quickly pivoted so that she was over top of me and leaned down and kissed me passionately while feeding my cum back into my mouth from hers. I French kissed her in desperate gratitude until she fell satisfied on the bed at my side.

We lay there cuddling and catching our breath as she lay her head against my chest and I put my arm around her affectionately. She whispered, "What a wonderful night. Thank you bobby." We both drifted off into a blissful sl eep within minutes.

The next morning, I was alone in bed. I lay there thinking about the night before and started getting horny as I replayed the events of the night – Jessica rubbing my erection through my pants as I drove home, eating the creampie from my wife that Dan had left for me, and the incredible orgasm from the 69 with Jessica. I would have masturbated to another orgasm if I didn't fear the consequences of Jessica's hairbrush.

I made my way downstairs and found my wife and Dan drin king coffee at the kitchen table. "Well, there's the little stud," Dan announced. He and my wife were watching me with amusement as I poured myself some coffee. For some reason, I felt a little embarrassed, like I did something wrong. It was odd that I might feel like I cheated on my wife somehow. She spent the night in bed with her lover and she encouraged me and Jessica to do exactly the things we did last night so why did I feel like this? Was it because I wasn't honest with her and tell her I needed to eat her creampie quickly so I could get back to Jessica waiting naked in my bed?

"Well, I guess you and Jessica weren't quite as sl eepy as you thought," Melissa said slyly. I blushed a bit as she was calling me out for my little white lie.

Before I could answer, Dan added, "You had two women moaning and screaming for more within the span of 15 minutes. What a little Casanova. Maybe, I should start taking lessons from you."

I was smiling at their teasing. "We had a really nice time at her work party and I guess she just wanted to show her appreciation," I responded.

"Oooh, did somebody get lucky last night?" my wife asked excitedly.

I shrugged my shoulders and said coyly, "Yeah ... kind of."

"I want details!" Melissa enthused.

I shook my head in amusement, "I'm not a kiss and tell kind of guy."

She made a frowny face and said, "That's okay, Jessica will tell me." I was glad to see that my wife was having fun with everything and seemed to be genuinely pleased with the previous evening.

A few minutes later, Jessica came in from her morning run and I jumped up to pour her coffee as she took a seat at the table. I realized too late that I might have seemed a bit too eager and saw Dan and my wife watching with amusement at my attentiveness to Jessica. She thanked me as I put the coffee in front of her.

My wife said to Jessica, "So, bobby was just telling us that he got lucky last night."

Jessica looked at me with a surprised look and I gave my wife a "WTF" look. Dan was just laughing as he took it all in. Jessica responded, "Bobby was a true gentleman and a wonderful date last night so I thought he deserved a little treat. He actually made an evening with that group tolerable. If I thought he could have lasted longer and his willy was a little bigger then he might have got even more." My wife made a fake sad face at me and then she and Dan laughed.

Melissa told her girlfriend, "Well, this is your unlimited orgasm weekend so you should probably take advantage of Dan being here and get what bobby couldn't give you last night."

Jessica smiled at Dan lasciviously and said, "Actually, that was all I could think about the whole time I was running this morning. It made the run go really fast."

Dan gave her a seductive look in return and said, "Before or after brunch?"

Jessica answered, "To be honest, I'm really horny right now." Dan reached his hand across the table and took her hand while standing up. The two of them walked out of the kitchen, leaving me and Melissa at the table together.

There was an awkward silence for a minute as she watched me fidgeting on the other side of the table. Then, my wife asked sexily, "How does it feel knowing he is taking your girlfriend upstairs to take care of her needs? The needs you couldn't satisfy? Does it feel the same as when he takes me? Or, is it different since you've been watching other men take me for so long?"

I shrugged, slightly embarrassed and said, "I don't know. I guess it's the same."

She watched me fidget nervously for another minute and then said, "Go ahead. Go upstairs and listen in the hallway like you do when he's fucking me. Maybe she will call you in to clean her up afterward."

At first, I wasn't sure what to do. One side of my brain wanted to say, "No, honey. I'd rather sit here and chat with you," but then I jumped up from my chair and crept up the stairs and listened outside the door like I have so many other times. I felt like a horny, pervy little peeping Tom. The humi liation of being told by my wife to come and listen in the hallway only added to the whole perverse experience.

It was somewhat quiet as I listened intently but then I could make out gagging sounds and assumed she must be giving him a blowjob. The slurping and gagging sounds got louder so there was no doubt what was happening on the other side of the door. Their murmurs were indistinguishable, but it wasn't long until I could hear Jessica's soft sighs. These were followed by a loud gasp and much louder moans and I knew that he had just entered her pussy with his large cock. I had heard my wife make similar sounds in the past. The sounds of the bed squeaking and the moans and groans of the lovers continued for quite some time. I could hear them change positions on the bed several times. Jessica had many loud, shrieking orgasms before Dan shouted out his own orgasm. The sounds of the bed and the gasps of the lovers dissipated and things became quiet again. I was just getting ready to sneak back down the hallway when I heard a soft voice call out, "Bobby, are you out there?"

I stood there frozen, like a little boy caught masturbating by his mot her, before I opened the door. Jessica was laying on her back next to Dan who was propped up on one elbow. "I told you he would be out there," Dan exclaimed.

Jessica bit her lower lip and smiled sexily as she spread her legs. She wagged her finger to indicate that I should come to her and when I got close she pointed to her pussy. Without her saying a word, I crawled up on the bed and crawled between her legs. There was a growing wet spot on my pants as my erection continued to ooze pre-cum through my panties. Her pussy was red and gaping wide open. It looked similar to my wife's pussy after Dan fucked her. There was sticky cum covering her pussy and more was trickling out. I ran my tongue all over her pussy and mound and noticed that cum had run down to the crack of her ass. I tried to catch the drip between her asscheeks before it hit the bed. I did my best to get every drop until she stopped me saying, "OK, that is enough. Thank you boy."

I desperately wanted to bring her to orgasm but I did as she commanded and got up from the bed. Without looking back, I closed the bedroom door and left the lovers as they embraced in the afterglow of a good fuck.

When I returned to the kitchen my wife had a big smile on her face as I sat back down at the table. For some reason, I felt embarrassed as I sat there with the smell of Jessica's pussy and Dan's cum on my face and on my breath. She got up and came around the table and sat on my lap facing me. She was only wearing a robe and she opened it so I could see her big, beautiful breasts. "Your face is all wet," she whispered sexily. Then, she leaned forward and licked all the wetness from my face as she slowly ground her naked pussy against the bump in my pants. She began kissing me and continued to grind her pussy against the erection in my pants and twisted my nipple with her fingers. I kissed her back and then took her nipple into my mouth. It wasn't long until I had my face buried in her cleavage. She ground her clit even more aggressively against the my panty-covered erection until we both had a loud, satisfying, simultaneous orgasm.

"Oh my, bobby. When was the last time we came together?" my wife asked laughing.

"Too long," was my simple answer as I tried to catch my breath with my very wet panties and pants sticking to me.

Beautifully done, herboy. You have left this evolving relationship in a very interesting and complicated place. I'm sure many more good surprises are in store.

The next couple of weeks were relatively quiet for me. Dan was gone on a business trip so Melissa was home every night and she and Jessica were spending a lot of time together. I cooked dinner for all of us on some nights and other nights the two of them would go out to dinner together. "You don't mind getting dinner on your own, do you bobby?" my wife would ask sincerely, and I would assure her that I was fine and they should have a pleasant evening together. One night, at my wife's request, I put dinner in the oven for them and then went out to a bar with instructions to "grab some dinner and stay out for a while." It was actually kind of nice to have some down time by myself for a change.

In the evenings, my wife would give me a kiss as the two of them retired to their bedroom "to relax together". I would wait a while and then sneak up the stairs to strain to listen for any sounds coming from down the hallway. Many nights, I could hear the sounds of lovemaking as their moans of pleasure wafted through the air like a sensuous symphony. Other nights, I heard Jessica's painful gasps and the unmistakable sounds of a spanking or other rough play taking place behind the closed doors. However, regardless of the sounds from the night before, in the morning they were like newlyweds that were blissfully in love.

For my part, I might just as well have been a servant or visiting relative. There was never any indication that I was needed to do anything for either of them sexually. I didn't even get a glimpse of a bare breast or nudity of any kind during the whole time. Although pussy training was apparently on hold, I did still find Jessica's used panties on my pillow every couple of nights and they smelled absolutely heavenly. The only time they played with me at all was the first Friday night when Jessica and Melissa were going out to dinner together. I was called into their bedroom after they finished dressing and was given my weekly spanking by a fully-clothed Jessica while Melissa watched. After the spanking, my wife told me to stay over Jessica's knees while she inserted my butt plug. I squirmed and cried out as Jessica held me firmly on her lap until it was fully stuffed in my behind. My wife told me she wanted me in bed before they got home and no playing with myself. Instead, I could smell Jessica's panties until I fell asl eep and I could take the plug out when I got up the next morning. It was hard falling asl eep since sniffing Jessica's panties gave me my usual erection. Then, I woke up later that night to the sounds of both women moaning loudly as they had sex for what seemed like hours. Going back to sl eep with the plug still in my ass was impossible and I was drowsy the entire next day.

Therefore, I was relieved when Melissa told me we were all going out this Friday night so we could have some fun together. Of course, I still got my weekly spanking before we went out and Jessica fingered my ass once again. As I lay across her lap with her finger probing me, she told me I had been a very good boy these past two weeks by giving them some space and there was a chance I might get to join them in bed that night. Then, she began spanking me with hard, fast swats but the prospect of seeing both of them naked and being in their bed made the spanking seem like an easy price to pay.

Afterward, as I knelt in front of her and thanked her for the spanking, she lifted my chin with her finger and looked me in the eye saying earnestly, "I spank you because I love you. Just like my momma used to spank me and why your wife spanks me now. You know that, right?" I nodded my head and she kissed my forehead. "Pull up your panties and let's go, panty boy. Our Mistress is waiting."

We had a lovely dinner at an Italian restaurant not far from our house and decided to have a dr ink at a trendy bar a few doors away. It was a typical loud, exuberant Friday night with a lot of laughing and happy talk. Quite a few people looked our way as I escorted the two beautiful women into the bar and found us a space along the wall with a rail and three bar stools. I ordered our dr inks from the bar and brought them over to the ladies.

"This place is really hopping tonight," my wife said. "I hope the band is good." She was in a great mood and it looked like she was ready to have fun.

I noticed the musicians were done with their break and were returning to the corner stage. It was a three-piece combo and they controlled the volume so you could still talk while they cranked out some fun classic rock tunes. It wasn't long before they had people up dancing – including my wife and Jessica. I joined them on the dance floor for a couple of songs and other men were also asking them to dance. However, my gorgeous ladies mostly danced with each other.

My wife is quite a flirt, especially when she dr inks, and men were trying to buy her a dr ink all night. She turned them all down but when an attractive woman offered her a dr ink, for some reason she accepted it. The two of them chatted and laughed with Jessica hovering nearby. Eventually, Jessica came over and sat next to me. "Do you know her?" she asked.

"I don't think so," I answered. "Probably just another person smitten by Melissa's magic spell. You know how she is."

"Well, I don't like her," Jessica spat as she continued to watch them. I saw Melissa glance our way and she smiled and gave us a wink. I could tell she was having fun flirting with the pretty lady. It wasn't long until the two of them were dancing and Jessica got another dr ink from the bar. When Jess came back, I could tell she was getting jealous and a little tipsy when she said, "Well, I guess she'll be going home with her tonight. I sure hope she's not planning to bring her home with us."

"Aww Jess, she's just having some fun," I encouraged. "C'mon, let's dance."

Reluctantly, Jessica agreed and brought her dr ink with her to the dance floor. The song was Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get It On" and the singer was really getting into it. I noticed Melissa and her new friend also joined us on the dance floor. I was surprised when Jessica started dirty dancing with me and really grinding against my thigh. Melissa saw us and laughed happily at Jessica's antics. I could tell she was having fun and glad to see we were having fun as well. At about the same time, her new friend put her hand on Melissa's ass and pulled her in closer. My wife gave her a sexy smile but also kept enough distance to let her know that she was just interested in dancing. However, Jessica must have interpreted the dancing differently because she maneuvered us closer to Melissa and then "accidentally" spilled the rest of her dr ink all over the other woman. "Oops," was all Jessica had to say.

My wife was horrified and apologized profusely to the other woman. She glared at Jessica and told her to go get some paper towels from the restroom. The pretty woman was annoyed but assumed it was an accident and told Melissa that it was no problem and told Jessica not to worry about it.

"It's time to go," my wife told me. "Put her dr inks on our tab," she nodded toward her admirer.

I motioned to the bartender for the check and Melissa told her inebriated girlfriend that we were leaving. "Awww, I was having fun," Jessica said with an obviously fake expression. Then, she said, "I've got to use the bathroom before we go."

Melissa said, "You can hold it."

By the tone of her girlfriend's voice and the look on her face, Jessica knew she had crossed a line and realized that she was now in a bit of trouble. She just nodded her head and when they saw me signing the credit card receipt, we all headed out of the bar.

I followed behind them and watched as my wife held her girlfriend's elbow and guided her through the crowd to the front door. When we all got outside the bar and on the sidewalk, Melissa stopped and turned Jessica by her elbow to face her. At first, Jessica had a defiant look on her face and Melissa stared at her until Jessica's resolve dissolved and she realized she couldn't win this battle of wills. I glanced over to the window of the bar and saw Melissa's female admirer watching curiously from inside the bar.

"Wet yourself," Mel demanded. She held Jessica's eyes with her own in a confrontational stare.

Jessica's eyes got wide and her mouth hung open in disbelief. "I ... I can't," she said in a shaky voice.

"Of course you can, and you will," my wife said sternly. "You said you needed to go pee so, do it now."

Jessica was looking frantic and pleaded again in a voice that was almost a whisper, "Please Ma'am .... I can't ... please."

Melissa didn't back down and said calmly, "We can stand here all-night waiting. I'm sure the sidewalk will just get busier the longer we wait." She held Jessica in her steely gaze.

Tears started welling up in Jessica's eyes. The embarrassment and humil iation were growing. She looked at the ground for a full ten seconds before the tears streamed down her face and a moment later the wet stain began to show through her panties and white cotton pants. She stood there frozen as her pants began to turn darker as they rapidly became wet all over. My wife watched with a determined, satisfied look as the pee ran down Jessica's legs, across the top of her feet and down her white sandals. When Jess was done peeing, she just stood there staring at the ground and the puddle around her feet. You could now see through her white pants and the sexy thong underwear underneath. I looked back at the bar window and saw Melissa's admirer watching with wide eyes and her hand over her mouth in disbelief as she watched the scene on the sidewalk.

Melissa smiled smugly and said to both of us, "It is a beautiful night for a walk home, don't you think? Come, let's go." Then, she started a slow stroll for the mile walk back to our house. It wasn't a busy night but there were still quite a few people walking along the sidewalk. Many of them noticed Jessica's situation as they walked toward us and I'm sure she could see them do a double-take as they saw the pretty lady that peed her pants and was strolling hand in hand with her girlfriend. I followed a few paces behind them and wondered what would happen when we got home.

The walk home had been silent as Jessica walked with her head down while my wife strolled along like she didn't have a care in the world. Melissa even looked over her shoulder and asked me if I liked the band as much as she did and I agreed that they were really fun. "It's too bad we had to leave so early," my wife mused, "but somebody decided to act like a ch ild. I mean, look at her ... she even pees her pants." Jessica shot her a glare and started to defend herself but my wife shushed her before she could say anything.

I was surprised by the amused look on Melissa's face as we walked up to our house and I unlocked the door. The two of them were still holding hands as they followed me into the house and Melissa guided her girlfriend to the middle of the living room. She turned Jessica to face her and just looked at her standing there contritely in her white high heels, bright yellow t-shirt and wet-stained white pants. "Pull your shirt up and show me your little tits," my wife commanded. Jessica looked unsure but did as she was told.

She raised her tight t-shirt up above her breasts and held it there. She was wearing what looked like a sports bra and my wife grabbed the bottom of the bra with both hands and jerked it up to expose her bare breasts. Melissa leaned forward and took her whole breast in her mouth and sucked before slowly biting her hard nipple. Jessica trembled and then gasped out as the pain from my wife's biting teeth grew. However, she didn't move away or let go of her shirt as Melissa continued her assault on the nipple. As Jessica cried out my wife released the nipple from her teeth and smiled at her girlfriend and then looked at me standing across the room watching. "Wouldn't you agree that these are little titties, bobby?"

My eyes got wide as I was being drawn into this scene and I didn't know how to answer. "Actually, I love them," I answered meekly.

My wife shook her head and rolled her eyes at me, "Awww, isn't that sweet of you to say about your girlfriend." Then, she turned her attention back to Jessica and repeated the biting torment on the other nipple. She waited until Jessica's cries grew desperate and then stopped, smiling as her girlfriend continued holding up her shirt. "She knows her titties are little, don't you my pet," she teased her panting submissive. "Just like bobby's little peepee. Say it. Tell me you have little boobies."

Jessica's breathing was becoming shallow and fast as Melissa humiliated her. She wet her lips and said quietly, "Yes .... I have little titties."

Melissa smiled seductively at her girlfriend and asked, "What do you want me to do to them?"

Jessica's knees in the wet pants seemed to be getting shaky as she said, "Whatever you want."

"Do you want me to hurt them?" Melissa asked teasingly.

Jessica was getting more turned on and responded in a gasp, "Yes ... I want you to hurt them."

My wife raised her hand and held it there for a moment in anticipation. Then, she slapped the side of Jessica's small breast with a loud smack. Jessica stifled a gasp. Melissa did the same thing to the other one and repeated the slapping one more time. Both of Jess' breasts had red marks on the side from the smacks. Melissa looked at me and said, "You didn't know that your girlfriend has discovered a masochistic streak, did you?" I shook my head 'No' and continued to watch with wide eyes and a growing erection. Melissa put her hand under one of the small breasts and proceeded to slap the top of Jessica's tit with her other hand. She repeated it on the other titty until Jessica cried out.

Melissa bent down and kissed each breast affectionately. She looked at her girlfriend holding her shirt obediently. Without taking her eyes off Jessica, Melissa asked me, "Did she tell you why she likes Dan's cock so much?" I shook my head 'No'. "Tell him," she ordered.

Jessica said demurely, "Because his cock is so big ... when he fucks me ... it kinda hurts ... and I like that." She looked like this admission embarrassed her.

Melissa was pleased with her answer. She put her finger under her girlfriend's chin and lifted her head so she had to look into Mel's piercing eyes. "Is that why you acted so chil dish tonight? Did you want your ass spanked when you got home? Were you hoping to be punished? Hmmm?" Jessica hesitated and then looked back down without answering her dominant mistress. Melissa smiled and said, "Well, you know I like to take good care of my pets. So, let's go upstairs where we can all get naked and you can clean yourself up. Then, you can get your favorite wooden hairbrush," Melissa reached up and twisted each of Jessica's nipples between her fingers. Then, she looked my way and said, "And then bobby ... you can finally give this girl what she really wants and needs." She looked back at Jessica and her girlfriend looked shocked. She gave her nipples an extra hard pinch before releasing them saying, "She may like Dan's big cock, but she LOVES bobby and it's time bobby understands how he can satisfy this woman. Now, let's go." She gave Jessica a slap on the ass and we all headed for the steps upstairs.

Once in the bedroom, Melissa had me undress her before I got naked myself. Jessica was in the bathroom undressing and washing the pee from herself. When she came out of the bathroom, she looked nervous and unsure but she went to the makeup table and retrieved her hairbrush. I sat on the end of the bed at my wife's direction and Jessica handed me the hairbrush. Melissa pointed at my lap and Jessica draped herself across my legs. My erection was bobbing between my legs and I'm sure she could feel it pressed against her stomach with the wetness of the pre-cum trickling from the head.

"Now bobby, this one likes a good firm spanking so don't hold back. Give her what she wants from you." I swallowed hard as I contemplated spanking her. Although I had been in her place many times before, I had never done anything like this. I decided to just do what Jessica always did to me and proceeded to spank her upturned, luscious asscheeks firmly with the hairbrush. I alternated from cheek to cheel like she always did and got into a steady rhythm. I must have been doing it properly because she began to gasp almost immediately and it wasn't long before she raised a hand to reach back to stop me. Again, I did what she always did to me and pinned her hand against the small of her back with my free hand and continued to rain down the hairbrush until I felt her body tremble in what felt like a small orgasm as she shouted out "Oh god, oh god, bobby, oh, oh, oh," and her legs shot straight back as she rubbed her pubic bone against my thigh. I took this as a sign I should stop and put the brush on the bed.

She took just a moment to gather herself and then slid off my lap and knelt in front of me and looked up with a dazed, lustful look. She whipered, "Thank you," and then leaned forward and took my erection in one hand and put the head of my cock in her mouth. It felt absolutely heavenly. She bobbed her head up and down as she stroked my shaft with her hand and sucked on my erection.

A moment later, my wife walked over to us and put something in my hand. Jessica and I both saw that it was a bottle of lube and, without saying a word, she got up on the bed on her hands and knees, put her forehead on the bed and thrust her bright red ass high in the air. I was shocked at being given this opportunity once again and didn't waste any time drizzling some lube on her very exposed asshole. I pushed a finger in and out of her tight ass to push the lube into her and to loosen the sphincter muscle just a bit. Then, I lubed my cock and pushed it against her lubricated opening. While I was doing this, my wife had climbed on the bed and was sitting just in front of Jessica so she could watch us.

I wanted to be gentle and started off slowly but was surprised when Jessica pushed back against me like she was ready for more. I kept pushing with a steady pressure and the head popped past her sphincter and she let out a loud gasp. I pushed the rest of the way into her and stopped for a moment as she moaned into the bedcovers at the sensations. As I pulled back slowly, she reached between her legs and started rubbing her clitoris with her fingers and gyrating her hips. I pushed forward slowly again but she pushed her hips back and met me halfway. It was clear that she was ready for a good, hard assfucking. So, I obliged and started a faster rhythm and that seemed to be what she wanted as her moaning was much louder and more insistent. She matched my rhythm and my pelvis and her red asscheeks collided repeatedly as her moaning was now one long, loud sound that echoed around the bedroom. I saw my wife fingering herself as she watched us and I knew I wouldn't last much longer. Suddenly, Jessica's ass clenched around my cock and that was all it took for me to start shooting my pent-up cum into her ass. She also began orgasming and the sound of our climaxes could probably be heard out on the street.

Before we could even catch our breath, my wife said, "Ohmigod, that was fucking hot! I'm so fucking horny, the two of you better get up here and take care of me right now." Once I dislodged myself from Jessica's ass, we both scampered up on the bed and each took one of Melissa's large breasts into our mouths. Jessica was alternating between kissing her neck and licking her way back down to her nipple. I figured all rules were thrown out the window tonight, so I slid down the bed and buried my face in Melissa's succulent pussy. I also slid my hand up Jessica's thigh and found her very wet pussy. She eagerly opened her legs to allow my fingers ready access to her vagina and clit. It wasn't long before Melissa had the first of several orgasms that night. We treated her like the precious queen that she was to both of us while I made sure both women knew how much I appreciated sharing their bed that night.

That was an epic night that none of us would ever forget and little did I know that it would also prove to be a seminal moment in my and Jessica's relationship as well. It would not be the last time she would lay across my knees and present her ass to be taken by me.

The next few days were like floating on clouds. Although I was back to slee ping alone in my own bed, we all enjoyed the intoxicating afterglow of our sexual tryst. I kept replaying every moment of that night but one thing really stood out to me – when Melissa was talking about Jessica and said, "but she LOVES bobby." Jessica didn't deny it. As a matter of fact, after Melissa said that, Jessica's actions could only be described as incredibly submissive and adoring toward me. I was confused by my own feelings. Jessica and I were spending so much time together – even more time than I was spending with my own wife lately. I was absolutely devoted and in love with my wife, but I couldn't deny that my feelings toward Jessica were beginning to be just as strong. It was Jessica's lap that I lay across every Friday. It was Jessica's pussy that I had become addicted to. The smell, the sight, the taste, everything about her intox icated me. It was her rules that I obeyed, her denial that I suffered for, and now, her ass was the only thing my penis had enjoyed for many months. Perhaps it was our common bond to my wife that brought us so close together. We both hungered for her and submitted to her every whim. But, I knew it was more than that. She was awakening to a whole new awareness of herself that she didn't even know she had inside of her, and I had a front row seat as not just a spectator but a star performer in her unfolding story. At the same time, my wife seemed to not only be accepting of our growing relationship but was actively encouraging, maybe even manipulating, us to pursue it.

In the middle of the week, Jessica told me to put on my chastity device. "You haven't worn it in a while and Melissa and I think it will be good for you to remember that we own your little weewee. I don't want you to think that this past weekend changes anything. You are still our pussy-whipped, panty boy and I intend to remind you of that Friday night before we all go out to dinner."

I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Usually, an early warning meant I could expect a pretty harsh spanking that I'd be sure to feel the entire night and probably the next day as well. I guess this was the yin and yang of our special relationship. Dan was returning home Thursday, so Melissa was planning to stay overnight with him and then we would all meet for dinner on Friday. This would leave just Jessica and me in the house for a couple of nights. I had hoped we might follow up on last weekend by cuddling, slee ping together and talking about the previous weekend's events. I wasn't expecting to have sex, except maybe giving her oral sex, but now it seemed Jessica had some intentions of her own.

"Yes, ma'am," I answered obediently. I paused for a moment and then looked into her eyes earnestly and said, "You know that I love you too, right? That I'd do anything to make you happy?"

She smiled and got a tear in her eye. "Of course, I know that bobby." She wrapped her arms around my shoulders and hugged me tightly. She whispered in my ear, "And I want to make you happy too." She lay her head on my shoulder for a moment and then released me from her embrace to appraise me. I could see in her eyes that she was contemplating what to say and then changed her mind, "You should go put on your penis cage and then go to the market for whatever you're making for dinner. Melissa and I are going shopping and will be back in an hour. She wants me to help pick out her lingerie for this weekend. She says Dan has a surprise for her and she wants to surprise him." I remembered when Melissa used to take me shopping for her lingerie before a date. I wondered if Jessica had similar feelings as I did, knowing her lover would be wearing those sexy undergarments for someone else. Would she be excited or would her jealousy be the driver for her angst? I had a feeling my butt would know the answer on Friday.

The following afternoon, Melissa insisted that she model all of the lingerie for me that she bought with Jessica the previous evening. There were some incredibly sexy outfits that ranged from schoolgirl to pure slut. It was obvious that she was really excited to see Dan and to find out what his surprise would be. She wanted me to drop her off at his house so she could be waiting for him when he got home from the airport. She decided to wear one of the lacy, satin outfits under a coat for the drive over to his house. Every once in a while, as I was driving she would open her coat and flash me. First, it was just a view of the lingerie, then she would pull her flimsy top to show me a boob, and finally she pulled her panty to the side and flashed me her smoothly-shaven pussy. "Do you think he'll like it?" she asked. I assured her that he would have to be dead if he wasn't turned on. I was feeling the painful pressure in my chastity cage by the time we got to his house.

I helped her carry her bags into the house and started to leave when she said, "Bobby, why don't you take my bags to the bedroom for me?" I was happy to do that for her and was surprised when she closed the door behind us when we entered the bedroom. "Want to do something naughty?" she asked with bright eyes.
I was feeling a bit uneasy as I said, "Like what sweetheart?"

"Like licking my pussy on Dan's bed," she answered with a lick of her lips.

She could tell by the look on my face that I didn't think that was a good idea. "Come on bobby. It will be exciting. You've never even been in here before. No other man has been in here. It will be our little secret. You don't have to make me cum because I'm saving that for Dan. I just want you to warm me up for him." I shrugged and very reluctantly agreed.

She was thrilled and quickly dropped her coat on the floor and jumped up on the bed. She lifted her hips and slid the lacy panties down her legs so she could spread them and show me the object of my affection. I shimmied on my stomach between her legs and was not surprised to find that she was already very wet. "Do you know how angry Dan would be if he caught us?" my wife giggled. "It's almost like I'm cuckolding him in his bed with my very own hubby." I was growing more concerned by the moment and really anxious to get out of his house. I was listening intently for the opening of the front door as I licked my wife's pussy at the same time. She moaned pleasantly. "Oh, bobby, you are the best. But, just a bit more or I'm going to cum." I found her clit with my lips and swirled my tongue all around it. She moaned louder and then said, "Okay, that's enough, that's enough!" She was breathing harder as I scrambled off the bed.

My wife laughed and said, "Awww, is bobby boy afraid my big, strong boyfriend might catch him with his hand in the cookie jar?" She was right. I was anxious to get out before we were caught.

I laughed nervously and said, "I really should go. I hope the two of you have a great night and I'll see you tomorrow for dinner at Santini's."

She hopped off the bed and gave me a big hug and kiss. I'm sure she could taste herself on my lips. As we walked to the front door, Dan walked in. He looked tired and had his suitcases in each hand. He was clearly surprised and pleased to see us.

"Well, what a great welcoming committee," he said exuberantly. He looked at my wife's lingerie and said, "Especially you! My goodness, is that all for me?"

Melissa squealed with glee and jumped up on him and wrapped her legs around his waist as he dropped his bags. She had pouty lips and said, "You came in too early and ruined my surprise. I wanted to be waiting under the covers for you when you walked in the bedroom. Bobby was just dropping me off. Weren't you bobby?" I took this as my cue to leave and bid both of them farewell as I scurried out the door. They were locked in a French kiss and he was carrying her to his bedroom with her legs wrapped around his waist as I closed the front door behind me.

Jessica had to work late that night, so I waited and had dinner ready for her when she got home. After dinner, I told her there was nothing better than a good massage after a long day at the office and she gratefully agreed. She got comfortable on the couch and I started with her feet and worked my way up to her back and shoulders, taking off items of her clothing as I went. The stress of the day was melting away – especially after she roared with laughter after hearing about Melissa's antics at Dan's house. "So what do you think he would have done if he had caught you with your head between her legs on his bed?"

"Who knows," I answered. "He's watched me do it a hundred times before and didn't care but maybe it would have been different in his own bed. The last time I did something that upset him, it didn't go well for me. I really didn't want to take the chance. Of course, Melissa thought it was hilarious. She was probably hoping he would catch us."

Jessica mused, "Do you think he gets jealous of me?"

I thought about that for a minute and responded, "I really don't think so. He's like most men and probably thinks it's hot that his girlfriend is having sex with another woman and, besides, he gets to have sex with you too," I laughed. "On the other hand, he also knows it is much more than just sex between you two, so who knows? He doesn't act like it bothers him. Why do you ask?"

"I don't know. It bothers me sometimes when she is with him and not me. Actually, it bothers me most of the time. I don't think I could do it if I didn't have you too," she grumbled. "I just feel like there is something going on that she's not telling me. I don't know what it is but there's definitely something." She sighed and said, "I'm probably just being a needy girlfriend."

She rolled over facing me, wearing nothing but her panties. "Listen to me complaining about her not spending enough time with me when you, her husband, has been kicked out of the bedroom and has to share her with both of us." She sat up with her face only inches from mine. "Do you hate me for taking your place in her bed, bobby?" she asked with a mix of sincerity and seductiveness. I swallowed at the sudden change in the air and shook my head 'No'. "Are you sure? Is that why you spanked me so hard last week?" I shook my head 'No' effusively as I worried that I may have been too harsh. "You know, I've been spanked many, many times by my momma and your wife but nobody has ever spanked me like that."

I began to apologize and tell her I didn't know what I was doing but she stopped me and put her finger across my lips. "Sssh, sssh, ssh," she whispered. She moved even closer so that our noses were almost touching, "I didn't say that I didn't like it." She kissed me tenderly at first and then her soft, luscious lips enveloped my own and we fell to the floor in a passionate embrace. My hands held her soft skin as I pulled her against my body. She moved her lips to my earlobes and then my neck as she unbuttoned my shirt. I ran my hands up and down her sides as my fingertips glided gently across her skin. Her lips found my nipple and she sucked as her teeth nibbled threateningly but never too painful. She unbuttoned my pants and I raised my hips and slid them off. She left my panties on and ran her hand over the silk material and the chastity cage that was hidden underneath. She released my nipple from her teeth and said in frustration, "God, I wish you weren't so small." I kissed her neck and ran my hands over her breasts. She responded by running her fingers through my hair. She whispered breathlessly, "Here we are getting each other worked up knowing we won't get fucked. While your wife, my girlfriend, is getting her brains fucked out. What's wrong with us? Why do we do it?"

I took most of her breast in my mouth as I flicked my tongue across her nipple. Then, I went back to kissing her neck and biting her earlobe as I said softly, "Because we love the torment. We know she needs and deserves more. Humi liation and subm ission fuel our desire." I slid my hand down her stomach and she let me push past her panties to find her cunt. My finger rubbed the swollen nub that was her clitoris and then plunged into her very wet pussy. She gasped in pleasure and held onto me as I fucked her with my finger. "And you love for me to suffer for you, my Goddess," I whispered breathlessly. Her eyes blazed with passion as she threw her head back. My penis was squeezed and dripping in the tight confines of the chastity cage as I panted in sexual frustration and desire. I alternated between rubbing her clit and pounding her pussy with my fingers until she bit my shoulder hard enough to leave teeth marks. She exploded in orgasm as we collapsed together on the floor.

We cuddled like that, catching our breath, until Jessica said she was tired and ready for bed. On this night, we slept together in her bed, in my old bedroom. We spooned as we fell asleep with my chastity caged penis pressed against her ass and my arm wrapped around her comfortably to hold her close to me. She was content and whispered that she loved me as she drifted off to sl eep.

The following night, Jessica said it was time to get dressed for dinner but I should follow her to the bedroom so we could take care of a few things first. I gave her sad eyes because I knew that meant it was time for my Friday spanking and I was already expecting it to be a hard one. She smiled back at me and said, "Yes, you are going to be spanked ... but, first you are going to learn to do something that will please me ... and your wife." She wagged her finger to indicate I should follow her.

We entered the bedroom and she continued into the master bathroom. She shed her clothes and dropped them in a pile on the bathroom floor. Then, she sat on the toilet and pointed to the floor in front of her. I looked at her, confused, and she said, "Kneel." So, I did as she commanded and knelt in front of her. She began to pee into the toilet, saying, "From now on, when one of us needs to pee and wants to use your services, you will follow us into the bathroom and take your place on your knees. When we're finished, you will use your tongue to clean us up and make sure everything is tidy. Understand?"

I nodded my head 'Yes' as I was stunned by this new task. I had to admit that I was also a little bit turned on. I watched intently as the yellow liquid streamed from between her legs and made a filling sound in the toilet. She watched me staring at her pussy during this most private of moments. When she was done, she spread her legs and tilted her pelvis to give me better access to her pussy lips. I could smell the urine in the bowl and see the drips like little pearls on her pussy. I leaned in with my chin resting on the toilet seat and found her pussy with my mouth. I stuck the tip of my tongue between her lips and licked along the entire length of her cunt. The taste was salty but not unpleasant. I repeated this several times and flicked my tongue across her clit. She patted my head and said, "That's enough. You're here to clean me up, not to pleasure me." She was talking to me in a very dominant tone. I could tell she was in a much different mood than the night before. She looked down at me, kneeling between her legs. "You wanted to put your tongue in the stream of my piss," she said in a matter-of-fact tone. "Don't worry. Someday soon, I will do that directly into your mouth and you won't miss a drop because that is what little-dicked, chastity boys do for their Goddess. It's what you want to do for me, isn't it?"

I was enthralled by her dominant demeanor and just nodded my head in agreement. She had a strong, satisfied look on her face as she studied me kneeling submissively before her. "When we come home tonight, I may fuck your ass," she said wickedly. "But right now, it's time for you to get a reminder of your place. Now, go and get my hairbrush and pull your pants down."

Later, as we were driving to the restaurant, I was shifting uncomfortably in my seat as my ass felt like it was on fire. Jessica noticed and smiled, pleased at my discomfort. She raised her eyebrows at me as if daring me to say something. I still wasn't sure what triggered this dominant mood and what I did to deserve the blistering that she just gave to my backside, so I asked pleasantly, "How was your day at the office?"

"I spent the day dealing with unreasonable clients and insubordinate employees. They all can't understand why the sweet, eager-to-please Jessica won't let them take advantage of her anymore. All I could think about was how badly I wanted to bend them over the desk and beat their asses. So, you can thank them for a few of those swats tonight." The stern look on her face matched the tone of her voice. After a moment, she added, "And, I'm still wondering what's going on with Melissa. We were texting today and she's being really evasive."

I didn't like seeing Jessica like this. It was unusual for her to be anything but cheerful. Navigating these new relationships was definitely putting a strain on her otherwise uncomplicated world. "From what I saw at your company party, your bosses love the new Jessica and I'll bet you would be surprised at how many of those people would have loved for you to bend them over your desk," I offered cheerily. She rolled her eyes at me but I could tell the comment amused her. I continued, "And, don't worry about Melissa. I think she was just missing Dan and after a night and day in his bed she'll be right back to normal."

Jessica mulled this over as we pulled into Santini's parking lot and said, "We'll see."

Dan and Melissa were waiting for us at a corner booth. This was Dan's favorite restaurant so they always gave him a great table and great service. Melissa was curled up next to him like two lovers on a date. Her head was on his shoulder and her hand on his thigh under the table. As soon as Jessica spotted them, she grabbed my hand and then waved to get their attention as we walked across the restaurant hand-in-hand. Melissa beamed when she saw us and looked radiant in her sexy, low-cut dress. Anybody that was watching would have thought it was just two couples getting together for a nice dinner together – which was technically true. We slid into the booth so that Jessica could sit next to Melissa and I sat on the end.

"Sorry we're late. We had to take care of a few things before we left. It is Friday night after all," Jessica said with amusement.

"Oh, you're not late. Dan is always early. Is poor bobby having trouble sitting tonight?" Melissa inquired sympathetically. "Jessica sounded like she was in a mood when we chatted earlier."

They all were looking at me, so I offered humorously, "Let's just say that I'm glad we're sitting on a soft, cushy cushion."

The wine started flowing and we engaged in light, friendly conversation when Melissa said, "Well, we have some big news to share tonight." She looked at both of us nervously and then said, "Dan why don't you tell them?" Jessica and I looked at each other questioningly and then to Dan.

Dan looked relaxed as he leaned forward on the table toward both of us and put his arm around my wife. He looked at her with a smile and then back to us saying, "My company has appointed me as the new President of their Caribbean and Central American operations. We're going to open an office in Panama in four weeks." He looked at my wife and then back to me and Jessica. "Mel wants to go with me. It will be at least a one-year assignment."

We all sat there in stunned silence. Finally, Melissa said, "But Dan promised to send me back to 'check on the kids' every month for a long weekend. And, of course, you all will come down and stay with us at our beach house. The company is going to rent us a condo in downtown Panama City and a beach house for entertaining. It will be really exciting and the time will fly by," she said excitedly. As she reached for Jessica's hands, Jessica pulled them from the table and put them in her lap. Jessica looked at the table dejectedly and wouldn't look at Melissa as she touched her shoulder. Then, Melissa looked at me as I sat there in stunned silence. She said softly in an earnest voice, "The two of you will take care of each other for me. We can FaceTime every day. Bobby, you remember how exciting it was when we did that with Dan when he went to London. It won't be so bad. I promise. I wouldn't dream of going if you didn't have each other."

There was a long pause before Jessica said softly, "How long have you known?" Melissa looked at her confused. Jessica said louder, "How long have you known you were going to go?"

Melissa looked apologetically at her girlfriend and said, "We knew there was a chance he might have to move somewhere for a few months but nothing was certain. Dan even considered switching jobs so he could stay but things at his company were just lining up so well. At first, I wouldn't even consider it but after seeing how well you and Bob were getting along I started to imagine that it might be possible. It will be like a long holiday where I basically live as Dan's wife. You and bobby can live here like you are man and wife. In a year, we'll all be back together like nothing has changed."

Jessica finally looked up from the table and said, "It will never be the same again." Melissa had sad eyes as the two of them finally held each other's hands.

Then, Melissa reached across Jessica and grabbed my hand. "Are you alright bobby?"

I was still in a daze and nodded my head, "Yeah, I guess so." Jessica looked at me with concern and put her hand on my thigh and squeezed it.

Then, the women excused themselves to go to the ladies room. Dan took this opportunity to slide around the booth and sit next to me. "Bobby, I don't want you to think I'm taking your wife away from you or that she is leaving you. As a matter of fact, she's always had a fantasy of the three of us living together. That's how I assumed this would turn out. She and I as the masters of the house and you taking care of our every need. And, I think that is still what might happen one day. However, I don't think any of us saw Jessica coming along and the way things have changed for all of us. Mel wouldn't be going with me if Jessica wasn't here for you. She wants to experience what it would be like to live as my wife and she wants the two of you to do the same. She thinks it will be an incredible experience for all of us and then we'll figure out how we merge it all back together. The possibilities are endless and something exciting to contemplate. In the meantime, you can be sure that I'll take very good care of your wife. She'll want for nothing and my biggest challenge will be taming that insatiable sex drive of hers," he said with a big grin as he slapped me on the back. "Of course, you may have the biggest challenge of all. That Jessica is a firecracker and she strikes me as much more demanding and dominant toward you than your wife ever was. I'd be worried for you if I didn't know how much you love it." He looked at me for a moment as we sat there sipping our wine. "So, are we cool?" he asked.

I was still in shock and trying to absorb the thought of my wife not living with me for an entire year ... or more. Other than the nights she stayed with Dan, we had barely been apart since we started dating in college. I always thought we were inseparable. Of course, there is always the cuckold angst that she might leave me for better sex but that was never something I let consume me. I shared her fantasy about her having a live-in lover. It was something we used to talk about often and I assumed Dan would probably be that man. But, that fantasy still had us living together. And, what about poor Jessica? She was just recently divorced and now her best friend and lover was leaving. It was all so confusing.

I patted Dan's shoulder and said, "I know you'll take great care of Melissa and I'm gonna do the same for Jessica. I just need to get used to the thought of not seeing Mel almost every day. There are lots of couples that have to live through long distance romances. Military deployments, work assignments, all kinds of reasons ... they make it work and so will we. We'll just have to make the monthly weekends really count." As Melissa and Jessica were walking back to our table, I added with a laugh, "I just hope the two of them don't spend the entire weekend locked away in the bedroom together!" Dan slapped me on the back again and agreed wholeheartedly - that was something to be worried about.

It was quiet in the car on the way back home. Jessica's eyes were still red after her visit to the ladies room with Melissa. We had finished dinner with lots of smiles and laughter and talk about Panama. Melissa offered to go home with us but Jessica told her to go ahead and stay with Dan. She assured her we would be okay. When Jessica said she had promised to fuck me in the ass when we got home, my wife relented and said with a laugh, "Poor bobby. When his girlfriend says 'Let's go home and fuck', it means something a bit different than it does to most men. I guess I'll leave you alone to have your way with my husband."

Jessica broke the silence when she said, "I told you so." I looked at her with a questioning look. "I told you there was something up with them. I could tell she wasn't telling me something. I've known her too long. When I asked her why she didn't just tell me they were thinking about this, she said she didn't make up her mind to go until the last minute. She was worried about how you would take it and didn't want to hurt you." Jessica put her hand on my thigh gently and asked, "Are you okay? I told her it was really mean to leave you for so long." I smiled and squeezed her hand. She put her head on my shoulder. "Don't worry bobby, I'm going to take good care of you. We'll be okay."

We drove the rest of the way in quiet while Jessica slipped her hand under my shirt to play with my nipples and to massage my balls through my pants. I was wondering if she was serious about fucking me when we got home.

Thanks again for the next chapter. I'm excited to see how it goes
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Submissive Cuckold - lives for many years in a female-led marriage with a cuckold lifestyle.

The next morning, Jessica got up early to go for a long run. Before she left, she woke me and told me to have a cup of coffee and the newspaper sitting on the kitchen table in one hour. I was also instructed to be waiting under the table to pleasure her sweaty pussy when she got back. Afterward, I could bathe her and then give her a massage.

I was still in a submissive haze from the night before when she had delivered on her promise to fuck my ass. Instead of being on my hands and knees, she had me lay at the edge of the bed and put my legs over her shoulders. She wanted to look me in the eyes as she sodomized me and explained how 'this new marriage' was going to go. She made it very clear that she was the boss and I should expect her to be much more demanding than my wife. She pounded me until she brought herself to an orgasm. She still hadn't removed the chastity device imprisoning my poor, neglected penis.

I heard the front door open and slipped quietly under the table to wait for her. It crossed my mind that I had spent many mornings at this very spot with my head between Melissa's thighs. I wondered if I would get a chance to do this for my wife again before she left for Panama.

The coffee and newspaper were waiting for her on the table and I put a towel on the chair since I knew she would be sweaty from the run. I could only see her legs as she walked into the kitchen and watched as she kicked off her shoes and wiggled out of her running shorts and panties. Without saying a word, she sat in the seat in front of me and put one of her legs over my shoulder as she started reading the paper. I could smell her sweaty feet and see the beads of sweat on her thighs from the morning exercise. Without waiting to be told, I got busy. I put my hands on her hips and licked the sweat from her pubic mound. I could feel some stubble and knew I would be shaving her in the shower after we were done here. As I slowly pleasured her with my tongue, she ran her fingers languidly through my hair with one hand while turning the pages of the newspaper with the other. There was no hurry as she relaxed and recovered from the run. My tongue traced the alphabet on her clit. By the time I got to T, I knew she was going to cum when she quit reading the paper and grabbed my hair with both hands. She gasped out a small climax and then got up from the table without saying a word.

I followed her up the stairs and into the bathroom where she sat on the toilet and pointed to the floor in front of her. I took my place on my knees and waited for her to pee. Once I took care of toilet service, we took a shower together where I bathed and shaved her, toweled her off and then she laid on the bed so I could give her a leisurely massage.

"I could get used to this," Jessica purred as I ran my hands with scented oil over her nude body. "As much as I like being submissive to Melissa ... and Dan ... I really love being pampered and served by you." She turned over on the bed so she was facing me. "Do you love serving me, bobby? Will I be enough for you for a whole year?"

"Of course," I replied. I rubbed the oil over her breasts with each hand, kneading and massaging her lovely, pert mounds of desirous flesh.

"I want to hear you say that you want to serve me. Tell me why you want me," she demanded.

I ran an oily hand down her stomach, over her hip and back up her ribs. "Jessica, you make me swoon when I'm at your feet. Nothing makes me more excited than serving you. You're smart, beautiful, caring, and wonderful in every way. I can talk to you about anything and I love spending time with you. This next year will be our very own adventure. I hope you are as excited about doing it with me as I am about doing it with you."

She laughed and winked at me saying, "As long as 'doing it' doesn't mean having your little dinky in my pussy."

We both laughed and then she got a contemplative look on her face. "Ohmigod," she exclaimed, "it just dawned on me that I won't have Dan's cock for a whole year. I don't know how I can go without sex for that long." She looked panicked. "You don't think they'll make me wait, do you?"

I shrugged and said, "They seem to like orgasm denial for you as much as they do it to me. So, who knows? If I were you I'd be playing the sympathy card with Melissa while she's feeling sorry about leaving us."

She was shaking her head, "I haven't dated in years. I married my first boyfriend. I wouldn't even know how to find somebody. Ohmigod, I'm not going to have sex for a year!" She was looking genuinely distressed. "I'm finally having real sex for the first time in my life and 'Poof' just like that it's over. Well, I can tell you something buster, if I'm not getting any, you can bet that you aren't going to be having any orgasms!"

Now, I was the one distressed. "Let's not get carried away, Jess. I'll make sure you have all the orgasms you want."

"It's not the same. If I'm not getting fucked then you're not getting out of that cage," she said sourly as she got up from the bed and put on her clothes.

Now, we were both feeling sullen. It appeared that my 'new' marriage was going to involve even more sexual denial than my 'old' marriage. Not to mention the spankings, toilet service and who knows what else she had in mind. Despite her threat of prolonged chastity, I had a feeling this was going to be a year like no other.

The next few weeks were a whirlwind of emotions as we all got ready for Melissa to move to Panama with her boyfriend. "Just think of it as an extended getaway," she would tell me. "Remember how intense and exciting it used to be for you when I would go away on vacation with him?" It was true that their vacation trips were always opportunities to feed my cuckold angst as I lay there masturbating, wondering what they were doing, imagining they were frolicking on the beach like newlyweds on a honeymoon. But this was different. Or was it?

This time they would be gone for much more than a long weekend or a week in the Caribbean. This time they wouldn't just be a vacationing couple on a quick getaway. This time they would essentially be living day-to-day as man and wife where he went to work while she managed their house and they had their own friends and they had their own separate lives. What if she decided that she liked this life better than the one she had with me? What if they decided they really wanted to be man and wife ... and in their new reality there was no room for the fantasy of me being a part of the relationship? Or, would this just fuel my cuckold angst and the erotic feelings even more? Would I imagine all of these things and then each time she came home to visit us I would be reassured of her love – only to have the angst fire up again as she returned to her lover in Panama?

Of course, I also had the excitement as I wondered what was going to happen between Jessica and me. I had to admit Melissa was probably right. The blossoming relationship with Jessica was probably providing a unique opportunity for something like this to happen. If my wife was just leaving me alone for a full year, then I would likely be depressed and feeling abandoned. But with the rapid evolution of things with Jessica, I had a feeling my life would be far from dull and lonely. The fantasy of being Jessica's pussy-whipped, submissive partner and living under her strict rules and corporal punishment would now become a reality. Would I also be her cuckold? Her sexual awareness and interest in dominating me were just getting started. How far would she want to take things over this next year? When Melissa came back, how different would all of our relationships be with each other?

Melissa and Jessica were inseparable during the weeks before her departure. They shopped together for Melissa's new tropical wardrobe and spent many days at the spa or doing other things together. It was also apparent that I was on their minds. They made sure to include me in some of their activities and both were bending over backwards to be as sweet as possible to me. Best of all, I got to see them naked frequently. They would have me serve them coffee in bed, they sunbathed nude on our deck and occasionally let me dry them after their showers. They also found many opportunities to put my tongue to good use. In addition to oral pleasure, Melissa also discovered the joy of my new toilet service. "Ohmigod, why didn't I think of having him do this years ago?" she gushed to Jessica. Best of all, they let me remove the chastity device with the freedom to masturbate in private to my heart's content. They still slept together behind a closed bedroom door each night so I could only listen to their lovemaking drifting down the hallway at all hours of the day and night. Every few nights, I would discover a pair of both their used panties on my pillow for my sniffing pleasure.

Dan also came around each weekend before they left and was particularly friendly and accommodating to both Jessica and me. He made sure Jessica got her fill of his large cock and that I was kept very busy cleaning up his mess from both ladies' pussies. One afternoon, I was running errands while the three of them were sunbathing. I must have come home much earlier than they expected because I walked in the living room and found Jessica on her hands and knees with her face between my wife's legs and Dan fucking her doggy-style. They seemed surprised to see me but nobody stopped the action and Dan pointed at a chair for me to sit in. My wife was telling Jessica what a dirty slut she was and that she better cum on the count of three or Dan would fuck her ass next. "1.....2......3!" Jessica convulsed in orgasm as her body shook and she screamed out her passion. Dan quickened his pace as he pounded her from behind and slapped her ass as my wife ground her pussy against Jessica's face demanding, "Now, make me cum slut. Show me how you want to please me. Make your Mistress happy!" Moments later my wife and Dan came at the same time in loud, groaning orgasms.

Then, my wife ordered me to get naked and crawl under Jessica so we could 69. I wasted no time joining the fun and lay faceup under Jessica as she lowered her cum-soaked pussy to my mouth. My wife and Dan put on their robes and sat on the couch to watch us. Jessica sighed as I licked her pussy and clit and easily took my penis all the way into her mouth. Unfortunately, I was already throbbing and excited from watching the three of them, so I shot my cum into Jessica's warm, wet mouth almost immediately. She laughed in surprise saying, "Well, that was quick," and sat on my face so I could keep licking Dan's sperm from her pussy until she had another squirting orgasm.

As Jessica removed herself from my face, Melissa and Dan were laughing. My wife said, "Oh, bobby, you are a mess." I could feel their combined juices in my hair and dripping all over my face. Jessica wiped my face with the towel Dan threw to her and kissed me on the lips as she giggled along with them.


Before we all knew it, the month was over and my wife and Dan were leaving for Panama the next day. Jessica took the day off work so she could spend it at home with Melissa. The three of us were sitting on the back deck sipping lemonade and enjoying a warm, sunny day. We were meeting Dan for dinner and Melissa would be going home with him so they could get up for an early flight.

Jessica was trying to be cheerful while we chatted but she couldn't hide her dejected, sad feelings. Melissa reached for her hand and Jessica had a little tear in the corner of her eye. "Awww, sweetheart, please don't be so sad," my wife implored. "I'll be back in four weeks. Who knows, Dan may decide living with me everyday is too much and tell me to just stay home," she said lightheartedly.

Jessica tried to smile saying, "More likely you'll both love it down there so much that you'll forget all about me and bobby."

My wife shook her head and said assuringly, "That will never happen. I could never forget my soul mates." Then, she smiled and said, "Besides, Dan isn't really into giving me oral sex. He'll do it occassionally to please me, but it's not really his thing. So, I'll need to get my butt on a plane and get back to the two best pussy eaters I've ever known. I don't know how I'll make it a whole week, much less a month, without one of your tongues pleasuring me."

That seemed to please Jessica somewhat. She sat up straighter and said slowly, "There's something I've been wondering ...." Melissa turned toward her, waiting for her to continue. "How often is Dan coming back? Will I ...." she hesitated, not knowing how to say it. "Will I have to wait to have sex until y'all come back?"

We both waited intently for Melissa's answer. I had as much interest in this answer as Jessica! My wife got a seductive grin on her face, "I don't know. Is that what you want, my little handmaiden? Do you want your pussy off limits until we get back? Perhaps, we should get your pussy pierced and locked? That way, you and bobby can be locked up and suffer together? Hmmmm?"

Jessica had a shocked look of dismay on her face. It looked like she might cry. Then, Melissa started laughing uproariously, "You should see your face! Oh, you silly thing," she giggled as she squeezed Jessica's hands. "What you need is a fuck buddy. Somebody with a nice cock to take care of you when you're horny. Don't you want to bring bobby home a surprise every once in a while? You know how much he loves that."

The two of them looked at each other for a long time. Jessica seemed unsure about this idea. "I wouldn't even know how to find somebody like that. I don't know ...."

Melissa assured her that a hot, sexy woman like her wouldn't have any trouble finding somebody if she really wanted to. "Take bobby with you to the bar. He'll be a good wing man and give you confidence." Jessica still seemed uncertain. "Well, your only other option will be to wait for Dan to come home and I'm not sure how often that will be. Unless you're really just hoping that we'll lock your pussy up. Is that what you want? You know how horny and desperate you get. We can make it happen if that's what you want."

Jessica assured her that wouldn't be necessary, "When I know you or Dan is going to eventually fuck my brains out, then it's not so bad. I think I'd go crazy knowing you're not here and there is no chance I'll get fucked for months. I just need to think about it some more."

I had a vested interest in this particular decision so I added my two cents, "I hear those dating apps work really well for pretty women like you." They both laughed at my feeble attempt to contribute and teased me about wanting to be Jessica's cuckold. I couldn't argue with them. I really did .... And I really didn't want to be in chastity for a year.

thank you again for the new chapters. it's a damn hot story and I hope for more
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Submissive Cuckold - lives for many years in a female-led marriage with a cuckold lifestyle.

The day Melissa left was quiet around the house. I could tell Jessica was in a funk. She was quieter and more sullen than usual. For my part, I had confused, conflicted feelings at the thought of being separated from my wife for so long. On the one hand, I couldn't fathom not seeing or being around her every day. Her beauty, her cheerfulness, her uninhibited attitude, her constant show of affection and love for me were part of my daily life. I was having trouble wrapping my head around Melissa living as Dan's wife for the next year. As a cuckold, I had spent many nights listening and imagining the two of them having all kinds of passionate sex together. It fueled my fantasies and we all knew how much I loved being Melissa's cuckold. But this time, it felt different. This time, she wouldn't be coming home to me later that night or the next day or at the end of the weekend. This time, they would curl up together in each other's arms and fall asleep together and do it again the next day, and the next, and ....

However, I also had the anticipation and excitement of living with Jessica for the next year. There was no doubt we were falling in love and there is nothing more exciting than the feelings of a new love. In some ways, she was more complicated than my wife. She could be very sweet and innocent one moment and then sexually demanding and dominant the next. The scary thing was that she was just discovering this new side of her personality and there was no telling how far she might want to go with it. I had to admit that I found her terribly exciting!

We had takeout Chinese for dinner that night and we both slept in our own beds. She was already gone to work by the time I came down the next morning, but she left a note on the kitchen table. "Bobby, You should move your things back into the bedroom. Also, it's Friday ... XXOO" I put the note down and sipped my coffee as I thought about her message. I was being invited back into the bedroom! Apparently, we were going back to Friday evening sessions over her lap. Or were we? I thought the hugs and kisses at the end were a really sweet touch. I guess our new life together was getting started tonight! I smiled to myself as I sat there feeling giddy with excitement and couldn't wait to surprise her when she got home.

Later that afternoon, I got a text from Jess saying she would be home around 6 and I should make a reservation for 7 at our favorite restaurant. Her follow-up text said, "Looking forward to having you back over my knees, boy." I flushed at the thought of her hairbrush turning my ass red in a few hours. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to bury my tongue in her pussy. I felt my penis getting hard and I pinched my nipples through my shirt. It felt so good that I slid my hand down my pants and stroked myself a few times as I closed my eyes and imagined Jessica sitting on my face. I could see her piercing blue eyes gazing at me from her position of supremacy watching her devoted pet pleasuring his Mistress. She would grind herself on my face demandingly and leer at me contemptuously knowing this was the only way I could give her satisfaction. I would suffer the humili ation of my inadequacies and do anything to sexually please my Goddess. I stopped stroking myself as I realized I was on the verge of cumming. The self-denial was frustrating but I wanted to suffer for her.

When Jessica entered the house, there were flowers in every room and I was waiting with a small present for her to open. To say she was surprised, would be an understatement! I presented her with the gift as I knelt on one knee in front of her. She held her hand to her mouth in shock and took the small, elegantly-wrapped box with the other hand. "Bobby? What?"

"Just open it," I whispered.

She unwrapped and opened the small box to find a diamond-encrusted, infinity heart pendant with a blue sapphire in the middle and matching earrings. She got tears in her eyes as she looked at the jewelry and then looked at me in shocked disbelief.

"I wanted you to know how much I'm looking forward to being your boy .... Mistress," I said softly. Then, I took one of her hands into mine and kissed the back of her hand as I bowed my head while still on my knee.

She stood there for a moment as she processed my show of devotion and then pulled me up and embraced me with a deep, passionate kiss. When she broke the kiss, her face was inches from mine as she said breathlessly, "Oh, you will be my boy and so much more bobby. I want to make your fantasies come true because I'm already living mine. I love you so much," she squealed as she jumped up to wrap her legs around my waist. As I carried her up the stairs to the bedroom, she whispered in my ear "I so wish you could fuck me right now .... But that's not what a good mistress would do, is it?" She bit my neck and earlobes as I carried her and whispered breathlessly, "I think it will be you that gets fucked after dinner tonight. But first, I'm going to spank your ass and then you can thank me for the spanking."

As we entered the bedroom, I dropped her gently on the bed and helped her to quickly strip out of her clothes. She pulled me on top of her and we kissed urgently with her legs wrapped tightly around my waist. She ground her pelvis against the erection in my pants. She bit and kissed my neck and face as I urgently ran my hands all over her body and squeezed her ass. We French kissed each other as the heat between us was boiling over. Then, she stopped abruptly and pushed me away in frustration, "Ohmigod, your small cock is going to drive me insane." She told me to get the hairbrush and take off my clothes.

I quickly returned with her hairbrush and stood naked before her, cock dripping and head hung in shame. She tapped my balls with the back of the hairbrush causing my penis to bounce as she shook her head, "Why does it have to be so small? It looks like a little boy's penis. Let's be honest, you would be the only one getting any pleasure if you fucked me. We'd both know it was just a pity fuck." She seemed to be contemplating and considering her options. I couldn't help but stare at her hard nipples and breathe in the scent of her arousal. She gave my balls one more hard smack with the back of the hairbrush and decided, "No, my pussy is your treasure and it must be your most prized possession. It wouldn't be any different than spurting in your hand or a toilet tissue. It sure wouldn't be for my benefit. Would that be fair?" She gave me a particularly wicked look as she waited for my reaction to her verdict. "Do you want me to have bad, disappointing sex, my little boy? To be one of those women that just lays there hoping you'll finish quickly?" I shook my head 'No' and she raised the hairbrush to my lips and told me to lick the cum that had dribbled onto it. "Now, lay across my lap and let me show you what a woman's sexual frustration feels like."

She proceeded to wail on my ass and the backs of my thighs with her hairbrush. I was howling before she was done. I felt the heat and sting of the spanking for the rest of that night and all of the next day. As we cuddled naked in bed with her back against me and my arms wrapped around her, she said softly, "I loved fucking your red ass tonight. Did you like it?" I told her I did. "I really enjoyed the way you thanked me for spanking and fucking you. Your tongue and the thick dildo felt so good." She sighed and added, "I guess that will have to be good enough for us, won't it?" I told her I was glad she was pleased, and I'd do anything to make her happy. "I know you would bobby, I know .... And I love you for that." She pressed herself even tighter against me and we both fell asleep, smiling and content for that night.

The next few weeks and months were wonderful as we got to know each other even better and enjoy each other's company. It was a relatively normal newlywed kind of household. Well, normal if the husband was being spanked each Friday evening and got on his knees to lick his wife dry after she peed and never got to have intercourse with his wife. Jessica decided during the first week that I shouldn't masturbate in private anymore. "If you want to play with it, then you can do it in front of me." I found masturbating in front of her terribly embarrassing so I wasn't having many orgasms.

Jessica, on the other hand, was having all the orgasms she wanted. Once or twice a week, she would wake me up before sunrise to start coffee and be waiting for her under the kitchen table when she got back from her morning run. She loved starting her day with coffee, the newspaper and my tongue in her pussy. Some days, barely a word was spoken, other than a few moans, a pat on the head and "good boy, thank you", before she showered and left for work. I would find little love notes from her in the bathroom or around the house telling me how happy she was and how much she loved me.

Melissa would call and FaceTime with us every few days. She was getting a deep tan and seemed to glow when she talked about how much fun they were having. She and Dan had taken up salsa dancing and were checking out all of the hot clubs around town. She was also excited to finally find Panama's only nude beach on one of the islands off the coast. It sounded like a tropical paradise with a really fun nightlife.

When my wife made her first trip home to visit us, I wasn't surprised when I was relegated to the guest bedroom until the last night of her visit. I'd spent the previous nights hearing both women's moans echoing down the hallway and had to suffer through a few nights of frustrating sl eep. "Why don't we all sl eep in the bed together so I can hold both of you tonight?" my wife had suggested. "Hopefully bobby's tongue has missed me as much as my kitty has missed him," she smiled sexily.

My eyes lit up at the prospect and Jessica laughed, "I think he has missed seeing those two big, beautiful boobs of yours more than anything. He sucks on mine like a starving baby and I know he's probably fantasizing they are yours." I gave her a fake look of surprise and she teased, "That's alright, you can fantasize all you want as long as you keep doing what you're doing. You can be sure that I'm doing my own fantasizing while you've got your head between my legs."

Jessica reached over and pinched my wife's nipple before taking it between her lips. Melissa closed her eyes and smiled contentedly. I took this as my cue to start running my fingers all over my wife's body before sliding down between her legs to taste the nectar I had missed for these many weeks. That evening was heavenly – especially when I buried my face in my wife's big, beautiful breasts as we all fell asl eep later.

A few weeks after that visit, Melissa was talking to us on FaceTime and asked Jessica how her search for a fuck buddy was going. Jessica admitted that she hadn't got up the nerve to even try but she was starting to get super horny and desperate for a good fucking. "I almost let bobby do it, but I knew it would just make me even more frustrated and probably make me mad at him. I mean, it's not bobby's fault he's hung like a 10 year-old." They both laughed and Jessica added, "We could use a fun bar night so maybe we can try to find someone. I don't think I've been to a bar since the three of us went together a while back." She blushed at the memory of my wife making her pee her pants while we all stood on the sidewalk in front of the bar.

"I remember that night well," Melissa chuckled. "We had a lovely stroll home on a beautiful evening as I remember it." Jessica gave pouty lips at my wife's teasing. "Aww, is my girl missing my teasing and spanks?" Jessica got a shy look on her face and nodded her head. "Dan is sitting here listening to you and I'll bet he would love to tease you with me. How would you like to see what a good fucking looks like? Would you like that?" Jessica's eyes sparkled and she nodded her head again.

My wife told Jessica to get naked while she did the same thing. "Should we have bobby get naked too or should he find something to do so we can be alone?" Melissa asked.

Jessica looked at me for a moment and decided, "I may find a use for him so he can stay. Sit at my feet boy," she commanded. "You don't need to take your clothes off. I don't want to see your little thing and ruin the mood."

My wife laughed through the FaceTime screen, "Aww, poor bobby. Is his poor, frustrated girlfriend being mean to him?" Jessica gave me an accusatory look and then pointed to the floor to indicate that I should sit at her feet. This was a place I was finding myself more and more lately. Sometimes, she would lay on the couch with her head in my lap as we watched a movie together. However, she was also finding that she liked me sitting on the floor at her feet where she would run her fingers through my hair as I lay my head against her knee and rubbed her legs and feet. It was a very intimate and submissive way for me to sit with her as we relaxed together.

I couldn't see the iPad screen from where I sat on the floor but I could hear Dan's voice. "Hello, there my pet. How are you and our boy doing?" his deep voice boomed from the screen.

"We're doing quite well, Sir," Jessica answered sweetly.

"I hear you've been missing me. Mel says you were insatiable when she visited," he chuckled.

Jessica blushed a bit and answered, "I've been missing you a lot. I wish you were here right now."

"And what would you do if I were there my pet?" Dan asked.

"Anything you wanted, Sir" Jessica quickly answered.

"Anything covers a lot of territory girl. Be careful what you wish for," he said amused.

My wife had unbuckled and removed his pants and said, "Is this what you've been missing, my girl? Look at his large cock. It's not even starting to get hard yet and it's more than twice as big as bobby's. Wouldn't you like to do this?" my wife asked her friend. From my place on the floor, I could hear sounds of kissing and sucking. Jessica was watching with rapt attention. I could see her nipples getting hard as she watched and I wished I could suck them but I stayed where I was.

"Pinch your nipples, pet" Dan commanded. Jessica did as he told her and twisted her nipples between her fingers. Dan sighed as my wife continued to work her magic on his cock. He was talking softly and affectionately to her as he told her how wonderful her mouth felt around his cock. "That's it my love, take it all the way into your mouth. Such an amazing gift." I could imagine his thick, erect cock stuffed all the way into my wife's mouth as she deep-throated him. She really was an amazing cocksucker.

I could smell Jessica's arousal as she told me to put a finger in her cunt. She was still pinching and pulling her nipples as I slid one and then another finger into her. Then, I could hear my wife again, "Now it is time for me to feel what you so desperately need girl. Imagine this nice, thick cock sliding into your tight, little pussy." My wife's moans as she slowly sat on Dan's cock echoed through the speakers of the iPad. My own penis was throbbing in my pants and a wet spot had formed.

Jessica reached down, grabbing my hair and pulling my face to her pussy. I wanted to turn and see the screen but she was insistent on getting my tongue busy between her legs. I could hear my wife moaning on the screen behind me as she rode Dan's cock. As I was licking Jessica's very wet pussy, Melissa was telling her, "His cock is stretching me so full. It's pressing deep into the back of my pussy and feels so fucking good." Jessica was pinching her nipples hard and I could tell she was close to cumming. Melissa told her, "Don't cum until I tell you to girl. We'll cum together." Melissa was groaning and yelling out her passion and Jessica was grinding her pussy into my face desperately. After a few more minutes, Melissa finally said, "NOW, girl! Cum with me right now!!" Then, Jessica grabbed the back of my head with both of her hands and squeezed her thighs against my face in a vice grip as she exploded in orgasm. She howled in pleasure and her ejaculation covered my face. My wife and her lover were also shouting out their own orgasms as the room was filled with the sounds of sexual release and pleasure.

I was the only one left ungratified and I couldn't help feeling that I deserved it as I knelt before my mistress, staring at her wet, craving pussy. She must have felt the same way because later that day she put me into chastity and told me I would wear it until she finally got a proper fucking.

Our first night at the bar was fun but unproductive as far as finding a partner for Jessica that night. She flirted with a few guys at my encouragement but was uncomfortable being that forward with other men. Unlike my wife, who would easily strike up a conversation with somebody and come across as being available, Jessica stayed close to me and just seemed really friendly.

However, when we went back a week later, she had a bit more wine at dinner and was feeling frisky when we got to the bar. The band was a bunch of local college guys and a lot of their friends were in the audience. It didn't take long for one of the young college rugby players to hit on her and she was on the dance floor with them the rest of the night. The guys were buying shots and I noticed she was looking a bit wobbly and suggested we should probably go home.

The handsome captain of the rugby team told me I should mind my own business and Jessica giggled, "Yeah bobby, I'm having fun. Besides, Jeff just told me he wanted to take me home tonight. You don't mind, do you bobby?" she asked with a slight slur in her voice.

"Why don't I get us a cab and we can take this party back to our house," I offered pleadingly. I really didn't want to leave her alone.

Jeff asked her if I was her husband and Jessica laughed saying, "Yes, you could say that." Then, she whispered something in his ear and his eyes got big and he burst out laughing while looking at me. He whispered something back and she held up her thumb and index finger. I assumed she was indicating the size of my penis. I could feel the heat of the humil iation rising in my neck and ears as he laughed even harder. I was sure my face must have been beet red with shame as she told this young, cocky stranger about my lack of manhood.

He went over to his buddies and said something to them and they all turned to look at me and laughed as he returned and took Jessica's hand. They walked to me hand-in-hand and he said, "Well, let's go little man. It sounds like I need to take care of something for you." I swallowed hard and made my way through the bar in embarrassment. It felt like everybody in the bar was watching us and smirking as I made the walk of shame toward the door. It took a few minutes for a cab to show up and I stood on the curb uncomfortably as the cocksure young man ran his hands over Jessica and flaunted his kisses on her neck and lips. He continued fondling and kissing Jessica in the cab during the short drive to our house and Jessica did nothing to discourage his advances. I noticed that she was fondling his dick through his pants and the outline of his erection was already evident.

Jessica smiled when she saw me watching her. "Tell him what you call me," she said sexily as she continued to rub the bulge in his pants.

I was embarrassed, but answered quietly, "Mistress."

"And what do I call you?" She asked teasingly.

"Boy," I answered softly. The college jock and cab driver both smiled knowingly.

Once we entered the house, Jessica took him by the hand and went straight toward the steps upstairs. She stopped and turned to me saying, "You can sl eep in the guest room tonight but first I want you to show him what you are wearing." I looked at her with shock and pleaded with my eyes but she just stood there waiting for me to do as she commanded. Deflated, I lowered my pants and let him see the lacy, silk panties.

He shook his head in disbelief and said laughing, "Oh man, I should have guessed he was a panty boy."

Jessica pressed in a slurring voice, "Come on, drop your panties and show him." She had a wicked look on her face as she waited for me to comply with her humiliating demands. I looked to the floor as I lowered my panties and stood in the entryway of our house showing this stranger my caged penis.

He whistled and said, "What in the hell is that?" He came over and looked closely at the chastity device but seemed like he was afraid to get too close to it.

"It's bobby boy's penis prison," Jessica giggled. "And he's not allowed out of it until I get well-fucked. So, you could say he has a vested interest in you fucking me tonight."

"Dude, that's fucked up," the buff rugby player laughed incredulously. "But, if you can't get it up and I can get in your hot wife's pants then I'm totally down with that." He looked at Jessica and asked, "He's not going to watch us, is he?"

Jessica giggled, "No, he and his little penis will be in his own bedroom tonight. Now come upstairs and fuck this hot wife's frustrated pussy since my boy obviously can't." With that, he swept her off her feet and carried her to our bedroom.

I listened to them having loud, passionate sex for hours that night. When I heard him leave in the wee hours of the morning, I snuck down the hallway and quietly listened at the closed bedroom door. I could hear Jessica's heavy breathing and knew she was asl eep so I returned to my bedroom and fell into a fitful sl eep.

The next morning, I came downstairs and found the hairbrush and the bottle of lube sitting on the kitchen table. Jessica wasn't there so I assumed she was out for her morning workout. I poured a cup of coffee and sat at the table wondering what the hairbrush and lube were doing on the table. As I was pouring the second cup of coffee, I heard Jessica come into the house. When she entered the kitchen, I commented that she must have gone for a really long run. She didn't answer right away and seemed to be distracted as she took off her socks and running shoes. She was still breathing heavy from the exertion of her workout. Her body was covered in sweat and I could see the outline of her nipples through the tight spandex tank top. Her running shorts highlighted the sexy, shapely mounds of her ass as she bent over to get a glass of water from the refrigerator.

She took a dri nk of the water without looking at me and I began to think that she might be upset with me. As she turned toward me, I could see the uncertain look in her eyes. She looked at me for what seemed like a long time as I waited for her to speak. I could see she was gathering her strength to say something.

"I'm sorry bobby," she said sincerely. "I treated you terribly in front of a complete stranger." I started to say that it was fine but she stopped me from speaking and continued, "I got dru nk and acted like a total slut with a boy that was probably feeling up his prom date a couple of years ago. To make the whole night even worse, I didn't even give you a chance to lick me after he left. There's no excuse for my behavior and I hope you will take off your chastity, take me across your knees, and whip and fuck your slut's ass like I deserve."

She came to me and handed me the key to my chastity device as she got on her knees in front of me and pulled my pants down. I was shocked but didn't waste any time unlocking the chastity and removing it from my imprisoned penis. She reached for the hairbrush on the table and handed it to me saying, "I want you to spank me hard." She got up from her knees and laid across my lap to expose her ass for her spanking.

I was still stunned by the turn of events and wanted to tell her that everything from the night before was fine with me but realized that this is what she wanted, and needed, for me to do. So, I put my hand on the small of her back and put my right leg over her legs to trap them. This left her ass helpless and perfectly exposed for the spanking she was about to receive as I rubbed the hairbrush over her upturned, luscious mounds of flesh.

Without saying a word, I began spanking her ass with a steady, firm rhythm that had her squirming and gasping within minutes. I stopped momentarily and said, "Stop squirming and raise your ass you little slut." She caught her breath and then raised her ass. I put the hairbrush on her back as I grabbed her hair with one hand and then rubbed the slit of her pussy with the finger of my other hand. I pushed my finger into her pussy until it was wet and then pushed the finger into her ass. She clenched her ass muscles to squeeze my finger and wiggled on my lap as I fingered her. I pulled my finger out and began to slap her ass hard with my open hand while still grabbing her hair in my other fist. She gasped and raised her hips higher to receive the open hand spanking. I kept spanking her with my hand for another few minutes until it was becoming bright red. She was gyrating on my lap and I thought she might have an orgasm. I stopped spanking her with my hand and took the hairbrush from her back. "This is what sluts should expect to get," and proceeded to spank her with the hairbrush until her ass was a fiery red.

She laid submissively on my lap but still had her hips pushed upward to accept any more spankings that I might give her. I dropped the hairbrush and slid a finger between her thighs and found a very wet pussy. After rubbing her clit and pushing my finger into her pussy, I said, "Show me how you sucked his cock and get me hard so I can fuck your slut ass."

In reality, I was already fully erect and dripping pre-cum. I knew I couldn't let her suck me for very long or I wouldn't be able to last long enough to fuck her ass. She slid from my lap and grabbed my balls with one hand and grabbed my penis with two fingers and the thumb of her other hand. She took the entire length of my cock into her mouth in one swallow and bobbed her head up and down as she sucked me enthusiastically. I was thoroughly enjoying the pleasure she was giving me but I stopped her before I reached the point of no return.

"Bend over the table slut," I commanded. It felt weird talking to her like this but I was trying to be the dominant she needed right now. She got up from her knees and bent over the table submissively. She pushed her bright red ass toward me and waited for me. I put the lube on her asshole and my dick as I hurried to enter her before the overwhelming sensations of the moment caused me to ejaculate prematurely. She responded to my impatient poking by pushing back against me, causing my penis to enter her warm, tight ass. I wanted to enjoy this moment by slowly sliding in and out of her but I could tell my orgasm was imminent. So, I started thrusting urgently while slapping her ass with my hand. She yelped with each slap on her sore ass. She also met my every thrust with her own as she squeezed the sides of the table with both of her hands.

As I exploded in orgasm inside her beautiful, shapely behind, it occurred to me that I used to do this with my wife. I made the mistake of allowing my lust for her pussy to cost me the privilege of being in her ass. I vowed that I wouldn't make that mistake again and that this ecstasy would not be my last time doing this. I would wait patiently until my Goddess needed absolution and penance once again. I just hoped it wouldn't be too long until the next time. I loved doing this with her!

For the rest of that day, Jessica was very affectionate and somewhat submissive toward me. She even cooked dinner for both of us that night, which was really unusual since I am a much better cook. However, by the next day, things were back to normal and she was back in charge like nothing had happened. When we went to dinner that night, we talked briefly about her night with the college boy. She said, "He wasn't nearly as big as Dan but he was still a lot bigger than you. He did cum pretty quick but not as quick as you do. However, he got hard again really quick and I think he would have fucked all night if I hadn't kicked him out. I really enjoyed getting fucked but I don't think I can just pickup guys and have random sex like that." She thought for a moment and added, "I know you like being a cuckold but I'm going to need to find somebody with more of a connection. I'm not saying we can't do it again, but I've got to think about the whole thing some more."

"Sweetie, you are all I need. Do whatever makes you happy. Don't worry about me." I offered.

"Of course I worry about what makes you happy, bobby," she said sweetly. "I will just have to push all of your other buttons until I find somebody to cuckold you with. I want to be the Mistress you have always fantasized about." She smiled at me with a look that seemed to be both affectionate and menacing. "You need to be at my feet worshipping me. We both love that. You need to be over my knees so I can show you how much I care for you and want you to be a better man for me. We both love that. You need humil iation and to suffer for your Mistress. We both understand that too." She was still smiling at me with that same look as her message was sinking in when the waiter arrived with the check. All I could think was that we needed to get out of there as quickly as possible so I could get her home and worship her as quickly as possible.

This gets better and better. Bravo.

Jessica had to go on a business trip a few weeks later so Melissa cancelled her trip home until the following month. It was the first time I was home alone for quite a while and I assumed that I'd get to enjoy the peace and quiet. Before she left, Jessica put my penis back in the chastity cage, telling me, "I don't want you to disappoint me while I'm gone this week. We both know you can't be trusted to keep your hands off my toy for that long." I gave her a sad face but she locked the cage and put the key on a chain around her neck. She called it the 'key to my heart'.

By the evening of the first night of her trip, I was already missing her terribly. We had been inseparable for the last couple of months and our relationship was becoming more intense as the days went by. When my iPad rang indicating that I had a FaceTime call, I ran to it joyously. I was surprised when it was my wife instead of Jessica.

Melissa could tell I wasn't expecting it to be her and said, "Aww, were you expecting your girlfriend bobby? Aren't you missing me?"

I assured her that I was thrilled to talk to her and changed the subject quickly to ask how she and Dan were doing. After getting an update on their tropical paradise lifestyle, she said, "Jessica told me that things are going wonderfully between the two of you. It sounds like you are being a very good boy." I felt like a little boy whose moth er was praising them for their good behavior with the babysitter. But, this was my wife who knew all of the intimate details about what Jessica was doing with me and she clearly seemed happy with the way things were going. "Are you sad that things didn't go better with the college boy?" she asked.

"No, he was just a kid but it was exciting to hear her having good sex," I answered. "I don't think she can just have a casual encounter. Maybe she'll find a boyfriend like you did with Dan," I added optimistically.

"Poor bobby can't get his creampies," Melissa laughed. "I'll make sure you get one the next time Dan comes home with me."

"When do you think you'll be coming home next?" I asked expectantly.

"Probably next month," she replied. I latched onto the word 'probably' and she noticed my sad look. "It's just that Dan wants to take me to an island for a long weekend and I'm not sure when I'll be able to get away. They have a nude beach and you know how much I like to show off my body. Especially now that my tan is so dark and my body has never been fitter. It must be the dancing! Just between you and me, there is a beautiful Panamanian girl that works that we met last time. We're going to seduce her into joining us this time. But, don't tell Jess. She'll just get jealous and there's no need for that."

I smiled at her happiness and told her how much I missed her and she told me that she was missing me terribly as well. After we hung up, I felt lonely without Jessica in the house and decided to have a bourbon and go to bed early unless Jessica called. Unfortunately, she didn't call for two more nights.

"Hi bobby," Jessica said through the iPad screen. "Are you missing me?" She could see the excitement in my eyes. "I've been missing you terribly," she added. I was struck by how similar this conversation was going to the one I had a few nights before with my wife.

She told me all about the audit they were doing and how she was working long hours with one of the senior partners. "He's probably one of the nicest and best-looking of all the partners. I caught him checking me out a couple of times already," she laughed. "Too bad he's married. I might try to seduce him." It seemed all of the women in my life were busy seducing people.

"Wanna see my boobies," she asked playfully. I nodded my head enthusiastically and she happily removed her shirt and we continued our conversation with her topless. "So, what did you and Melissa talk about?" she asked. I told her that Melissa wouldn't be coming home this month because they were going to the nude beach island. I didn't mention that they might have a pretty girl join them in bed. "Do you get the feeling she may be coming home less and less?" Jessica asked seriously.

I had been feeling the same thing but didn't want to bring it up. "She seems really happy," I offered encouragingly.

"Oh bobby, you will always find the positive side of every situation when it comes to that woman," Jessica said with a sigh. "She used to call me every other day but now I'm lucky if she calls me twice a week. She does always seem really happy that we're getting along so well. I think it is easier on her if she thinks you are being taken care of."

"I think she feels the same way about making sure I am taking good care of you," I offered. "What did she think about your night with the rugby player?"

Jessica laughed, "She thought it was awesome that I brought a younger guy home. I think she was jealous!" We chatted for a little while longer and then she tweaked her nipples for me and told me how much she loved me before signing off for the night. I was really wishing I wasn't trapped in this penis prison....


Jessica was due home from her business trip on Friday but called me that morning. She usually only called at night when she returned to the hotel so I asked if everything was alright. "Actually, everything is going wonderful bobby. I went to dinner with Tim last night and we drank a lot of wine and ...... well, we ended up making out like teenagers. It seems he is in a sexless marriage and hasn't had a woman in a very long time. We only kissed and fondled each other last night but I want to spend the weekend with him and see where this goes. You don't mind do you?" she asked with hopeful eyes.

I was taken back by this turn of events and didn't answer right away. She looked concerned, before I blurted out, "Of course not. I think that sounds really exciting."

She smiled in relief and said, "I was hoping you would say that. You're the best bobby. I can't wait to tell you all about it when I get home. Hopefully you can lick my used pussy while I tell you all about it," she added seductively.
I smiled encouragingly but I was feeling dejected that she wasn't coming home. I was really missing her. After she hung up, I poured another cup of coffee and contemplated the difficult life of a cuckold in love.

I only heard from Jessica one more time before she came home Sunday evening. On Saturday afternoon, she sent me a text message with a picture. The message said, "Hope you're thinking about me." The picture was of her laying in bed naked under the covers with tousled hair and a sexy, satisfied, just-been-fucked look on her face. It wasn't a selfie so I assumed her new lover had taken the picture.

My cage instantly became uncomfortable as my penis became hard staring at the picture. I was thrilled that she had found a lover but the angst began to creep in. What if she ended up really liking him and wanted to have a 'normal' relationship with him? I was already beginning to have concerns about my wife coming back home and now I might lose my girlfriend too? I for ced myself to stop obsessing about it and to look forward to eating her pussy as she told me about the sex they were having. The picture of her was gorgeous and I looked at it over and over until she finally came home.

On Sunday, I had a nice bottle of wine in the decanter and incense burning throughout the house. There was a lasagna in the oven that we could eat whenever she was hungry. I was giddy with excitement as I waited for her to come through the door. When I saw her car come up the driveway, I jumped up and ran out the door to greet her.

She was very pleased to see how happy I was to see her and she jumped up and wrapped her arms and legs around me. "Did you miss me?" she asked after we had a long, passionate kiss while still in the driveway.

"Desperately," I answered honestly and kissed her again.

She let me go so I could get her bags out of the car and we went into the house together. She loved the smell and lighting in the house and gladly accepted the glass of wine. As we sat on the couch together, she gazed lovingly at me and said, "Now I see why Melissa loved to come home to you after she was with her lovers. It's like coming home to a happy puppy."

All I could do was smile shyly and mumble, "I just really missed you."

She put her hand tenderly on my face and said, "I know bobby. And I love that you missed me. I actually thought of you a lot this weekend and I missed you too."

I smiled and said, "From the picture you texted me, it looked like you were busy thinking of other things."

Her hand glided softly across my cheek and she found my earlobe to gently massage between her fingers. "Yes, I was distracted quite a bit this weekend. Tim and I both had a lot of sex to catch up on." Her voice was soft like velvet and her eyes smoldered with sensuality as she gazed at me. "He wasn't as big as Dan but he was very well-hung and he could last as long as I wanted. Is that the answer to the question I see in your eyes?" I smiled with embarrassment. She continued, "He was a gentle and considerate lover. He made sure I was very well satisfied before he had his desperately needed pleasure." She leaned in close to my face and said in an almost whisper, "He kissed me all over and his head was between my legs often .... But he could never match your oral talents, my boy. You are still the most amazing when it comes to that." She put her hand behind my head and pulled me gently forward to kiss me on the lips. "Do you want to go upstairs and put your tongue in my well-fucked pussy?"

I gasped, "Yes!" and we ran up the stairs to the bedroom.


Later, we sat naked in bed eating a plate of lasagna that I brought up for each of us. "Did I taste different?" Jessica asked me with a devilish look.

I grinned, "No. Just as delicious as always."

"Too bad. I wonder if I could ever get Tim to let you be there so you could lick me right after he came in my pussy. I'd really like to do that," she said.

I said surprised, "It sounds like you are planning for this to continue. You must really like this guy."

She shrugged, saying "I hope so. I guess we'll have to see how he feels after the glow of the weekend wears off. He made it clear that he loves his wife and doesn't want to leave her so it sounds like the perfect arrangement. I told him about us and he seemed perfectly fine with that."

I gave another surprised look. "So, what did you tell him about us?"

She gave a wicked smile and put the plate on the bedside table before turning back to me and putting her hand over my caged penis. "I told him that your penis was too small to ever please a woman and that it would never be inside my pussy again. I told him that you were my panty-wearing little boy that took care of my every need. I told him you were home pining for me in your little penis prison and that you would love hearing about every detail of our weekend together. I think it excited him to know he was the one that would be satisfying your woman." Her hand was massaging my balls hanging under the cage. "Does it excite you to hear everything that I told him? To hear that he knows your little thing can't satisfy your woman?"

My face flushed with the humil iation and my penis got hard in the cage. "Yes," I said in a barely audible voice.

She put her face next to mine and whispered in my ear, "For the first time, I truly feel like you are MY cuckold. Now, I know what it feels like to have my very own cuckold. And I LOVE that feeling." She leaned back so she could see my face and smiled at my sub mission. She took the chain with the key to my chastity from her neck and held it out in front of me. "Do you want me to free you from your penis prison? To release you from your denial?" She dangled the key and I nodded my head 'Yes' with pleading eyes. "I will but you have to wank your little willy for me. Show me how badly you want to cum. I'll even let you wank on my tits so you can lick it off." I nodded my head again and she smiled seductively as she unlocked the cage.

Once she removed the cage, she laid back against the headboard of the bed and said, "OK, go ahead and show me how much you missed these titties while I was gone." She pinched and twisted her nipples, pulling them sexily. I began to stroke myself as I watched her. It was embarrassing to do this under her gaze but I was mesmerized by her power over me. As I got harder, she seemed amused and said, "He held his hard cock in his hand and fed it to my eager lips. I couldn't wait to get his big cock in my mouth. Don't you wish I felt that way right now?"

"Oh god, yes," I gasped. She didn't do anything but smile as she watched me stroke myself. She could tell I was getting close.

"Does my little boy want to cum?" she cooed.

"Yes," I whispered urgently.

"Not yet," she said as she put the tip of her finger on the tip of my penis. She rubbed the pre-cum that was oozing from the head all around the head of my cock. It felt soooo good. She kept rubbing her finger very lightly over the head. I needed to cum but I was holding off as long as possible so I could keep enjoying her touch. She looked me in the eyes with amusement and said, "Kneel on the bed in front of me and cum on my tits. Make your little boy weewee happy on your mama and then you can suck on my nipples like the little boy that we know you are."

I scrambled onto my knees in front of her as I tried to hold back my cum. I barely got there before I was spurting all over her. My cum hit her stomach, chest and face as I was trying to get in place. Her eyes opened wide in surprise as she watched me scrambling and spewing all over her. I was gasping as I orgasmed. When I was finally done cumming, she laughed out loud and said, "My, you really did need to cum. Look at the mess you made, you bad boy. I'm tempted to spank your ass but I guess you just need to clean up this mess. I want you to lick off every drop of your mess."

I didn't wait to be told twice and leaned forward to kiss her face and lick the cum that had landed there. I worked my way down her neck to her tits and stomach. Then, I kissed my way back up her stomach and she pulled my head to her nipple and I sucked on it with lust and passion. She moaned as I sucked on her hard nipple and slid her hand down to her pussy to rub her clitoris. "Such a good boy," she moaned. It wasn't long until she had another orgasm.

Herboy63

This has been a good story, I have enjoyed reading it.
Thank you for sharing.

Techcuck I've had fun writing it! Thanks for the feedback.

After that weekend, Jessica spent many nights with her senior partner. Apparently, his wife had surgery a couple of years ago and lost her ability and desire to have sex anymore. She still loved him very much and had encouraged him to have a discreet affair. He had resisted until the business trip with Jessica. When Tim told his wife about Jessica, her first comment was, "She is so sweet and beautiful. What a lovely girl. Is she still with that handsome young man?" She remembered us from the company party and we had made a very good impression on her.

Tim explained our cuckold relationship and that Jessica denied me access to her pussy. His wife was intrigued and wanted to know all about our relationship. Then, she decided she wanted to know all about the sex he had with Jessica. She ended up being so turned on that she gave him the first blowjob he'd got from her in years. It seems the thought of being his cuckquean was just as exciting to her as being a cuckold was for me. As a result, Tim was emboldened to get together with Jessica whenever she was willing. Fortunately for him, she was willing often!

"Bobby, how would you like to host a dinner party this weekend?" Jessica asked me.

I nodded my head and replied, "It sounds like fun. Who is coming over?"

Jessica smiled devilishly, "Tim and his wife!"

My eyes went wide as I said, "Really? ..... Wow! ... his wife too?"

She nodded her head excitedly. "She wants to go to dinner with us. I suggested that nice French restaurant downtown, but Tim asked if we could do it here. He thinks it will be easier and less awkward for everyone if we're not in public. I told him what a great cook you are so it just made sense."

I didn't know what else to say, so I asked, "Do you have a menu in mind?"

Jessica beamed happily and kissed me on the lips, "Of course I do. I'll leave a shopping list on the counter for you in the morning." She was giddy the rest of the evening and when we went to bed she sat on my face and rode my mouth to a quick orgasm before thanking me with a kiss on the cheek. I went to sl_eep after my erection subsided while thinking, "This was going to be a very interesting dinner party."


On the night of the dinner party, I was in the kitchen finishing the salad and appetizers and preparing the crab-stuffed flounder filets before our guests arrived. Jessica had chosen my outfit - a pair of tan chinos, a button-down shirt and loafers. She had spent the past hour and a half tearing her closet apart trying to decide what she would wear. "It's no fair! You guys throw on a pair of tight jeans and a t-shirt and everybody thinks you look great. What in the hell do you wear when you're getting ready to meet your lover's wife? If it's too sexy, you look like the slut her husband is sl_eeping with and if it's not sexy enough then she wonders why he would even bother fucking you. ARGH!" I got out of there as quick as possible before her frustration turned into a second session with me bent over her knees. My poor butt couldn't have taken too many more swats of that hairbrush.

When she walked into the kitchen, I could see she was still wound up tighter than a banjo string. However, she looked smashing in a sleeveless, belted jumpsuit with high-heeled sandals. It was reminiscent of something my wife would wear and Jessica confirmed that thought with, "I decided 'what would Melissa wear?' and Voila'!" I told her she looked beautiful and that earned me a quick "You're sweet" kiss on the cheek. "Is everything almost ready? They should be here any minute," she said anxiously.

I poured her a glass of Chablis and said, "Sweetheart, everything is going to be fine. Didn't you say his wife was the one that wanted to have dinner with us? From what I remember, she was really nice."

Jessica took a dr_ink of the wine as she walked to the front windows and announced excitedly, "They're here! Come greet them with me."

After introductions and pleasantries, Tim and his wife, Anne, joined us on the back deck for a glass of wine and some appetizers. They were both older than us, but their easy demeanor and friendly nature made for easy conversation. Tim was a bit taller than me and was starting to grey at the temples. His lean frame was athletic and I guessed correctly that he was still a runner. Anne was round in all the right places and was very well put together. Her hair was cut short and dyed a platinum blonde. She must have been quite a stunner when she was younger. She had ample cleavage that was on full display in her low-cut white silk shirt and her ass swished enticingly under the flowy black cotton pants. They looked like a couple that had no financial concerns and were used to being around other people with money.

I announced that dinner was ready and everybody retired to the dining room for the meal that Jessica had planned for the evening. My crab-stuffed flounder was one of her favorite dishes in my culinary bag of tricks and it was a hit with our dinner guests. The wine flowed freely and the conversation got looser as the evening progressed.

Eventually, after a pause in the conversation, Anne said, "You might be surprised to know that it was my mo_ther who taught me how a relationship like this works." She had all of our attention with that declaration and we leaned in to listen closely. "She and my fa_ther had an 'understanding' and she was actually very good friends with his lover. They were very discreet and only the three of them knew about the relationship. Well, at least until the day I came home from college early and caught my fa_ther in bed with Miss Conner. I was enraged! She was one of my mo_ther's best friends. How could she? How could he? I ran out of the house and was a mess until my mo_ther came to meet me and explained everything to me. At first, I couldn't accept it, but over time I could see how the three of them interacted with each other and realized that my mo_ther and fa_ther were happy and still in love."

Anne took another sip of wine and put her hand over her husband's with affection, "After my hysterectomy, Tim was the sweetest and most tender husband a woman could ever want. He tried everything and was very patient with me but I just couldn't seem to get my sex drive back. My vagina seemed broken. The feeling and lubrication all but disappeared and I knew he could tell I wasn't enjoying it when we did try to have sex. Over time, it was easier to just not talk about it but I knew that wasn't fair to him. So, I told him about my parents and said he should do the same thing. I knew our love for each other was strong enough and as long as we kept talking openly I knew we would be okay."

Tim and Anne smiled tenderly at each other before she continued, "Being the good catholic boy, he couldn't imagine having an affair and I told him it wouldn't be an affair as long as I knew all about it. I really didn't think it was ever going to happen and was feeling really depressed. So, you can't imagine how excited I was when he told me about meeting Jessica. I remembered both of you from the office party and remembered how beautiful and sweet she was. When he told me he was having feelings for her, I pleaded with him to seduce her. Poor thing, he hasn't tried to seduce a woman in 25 years. Fortunately, it all worked out and now – here we are!"

Tim raised his wife's hand to his lips and kissed it. Jessica reached across the table and grasped Anne's other hand and squeezed it. Anne smiled affectionately at Jessica and said, "You've done something that I didn't think was possible. You've jump started our sex life again. I may not be able to take Tim inside me anymore, but I have never been so horny as I've been lately. I can't seem to stay off my knees and sucking on him since the two of you have been together."

Jessica blushed and said, "I have noticed that he seems a lot more comfortable putting his hand on the back of my head when I'm on my knees." Tim stammered to apologize and both women laughed uproariously. He looked at both of them amused and took Jessica's hand so they were all holding hands in a circle. He looked at his wife and she gave a very slight nod of her head. He released his wife's hand and stood, pulling Jessica up from her chair. At first, Jessica wasn't sure what he intended but she smiled in acknowledgement and followed him from the dining room and up the stairs to our bedroom.

At first, I was shocked when they left the dining room together. Anne was mesmerized as she watched her husband lead Jessica from the room. I was still trying to process what I just witnessed and it seemed to me that Anne and Tim had planned for this to happen. Now, it was just the two of us sitting at the table in an uncomfortable silence as we tried to figure out what we should do next. After all, our significant others had just left us alone to go have sex with each other. I mean, we hadn't even had dessert yet!

Anne broke the silence first, "Have you ever watched her have sex with someone?"

I tried to figure out how to answer the question. I don't think she knew about Melissa and the complicated relationship we were currently living so I chose to keep it simple. "A couple of times. Usually, I want to leave them alone to enjoy each other but sometimes they ask me to be there."

She nodded as she thought about what I said. "Yeah, I really want to watch but I'm not sure I'm ready yet. I used to think I wouldn't want to know any details. I just wanted him to be happy but not talk about it." She paused and then added, "But now ... I can't stop thinking about it. I don't want to spy on them. I want them to .... Make me watch. Does that make sense?" She asked shyly.

I smiled and offered, "It makes perfect sense. It sounds a lot like me." I got up and poured both of us another glass of wine. "Sometimes, the most erotic thing to happen is when you can't see what they are doing but you can hear them. You can hear every gasp, groan and moaning for more. You imagine what they are doing from the sounds they are making and it can be .... Amazing." I watched her and tried to decide how much I should say. "When they do let me watch, it is usually for the erotic humil_iation and not to join in. My only pleasure is in seeing her desires being met and doing whatever I'm told."

Her eyes seemed to glaze just a bit and her breathing was quickening as she took in my words. She looked at me and hesitated before asking, "Tim said you aren't allowed to have sex with her. Are you impotent?"
I blushed and shook my head No.

She seemed confused and asked, "Then ... why?"

I looked at the table and then admitted, "Because I'm too small to please her."

She laughed and said, "Awww, come on. You can't be that small. Is she a size queen?" I shook my head No and sat there uncomfortably. "Well now you have to show me. I've got to see what she considers too small. Before I met Tim, I went through a phase, right after I found out about my dad screwing Miss Conner, where I was quite the little slut. I saw a lot of different dicks and most of them were smaller than Tim but none of them were small enough that I wouldn't have sex with them."

My embarrassment was causing the heat to rise in my face but the humil_iation was also causing my penis to become erect. I guess it was the wine, but I stood up from the table and lowered my pants. Anne stopped me when she saw the women's silky panties and said, "Are you wearing women's underwear?"

The heat in my face was getting hotter as I continued to expose myself to this relative stranger and I mumbled, "I'm only allowed to wear ladies' panties." I went ahead and lowered the panties and stared at the table as my penis bobbed in front of me in all of its glory.

She didn't say anything at first so I looked up to see her reaction. She was staring at my erection and said with a sympathetic smile, "It's so .... Cute." She looked at me with amusement and said, "I still would have done you back in the day."

I couldn't hold back my laughter and we both started rolling in laughter. When we finally stopped laughing, I pulled my pants back up and asked, "How about I bring you the tart I was going to serve for dessert and massage your shoulders while you eat it?"

She told me that sounded wonderful and I quickly retrieved one of the sweet delicacies from the kitchen. As I stood behind her chair rubbing her shoulders, she said, "I've seen you staring at my tits all night." I started to deny it but knew she was right. Before I could apologize, she said, "Don't worry, I'm flattered. It's been a long time since a hot guy has stared at me like that. Would you like me to take off my shirt and bra? I mean, my husband is upstairs shagging your wife so it is probably the least we could do, right?"

I chuckled and stopped massaging her long enough for her to remove her silk shirt and sexy undergarment. Her breasts were just as impressive as I imagined. The men must have drooled whenever they saw her before she met Tim. "You can touch them if you want," she said softly.

I definitely wanted to and asked her if it was okay to turn her chair. She turned so I could kneel in front of her and take each of her breasts in my hands. I massaged them and worked my way toward her nipples and lightly pinched and twisted them as they became hard like pencil erasers. I leaned forward and took one of her nipples in my mouth and she let out a loud sigh and moaned with pleasure. I alternated from one nipple to the next and she held my head in her arms as she continued to moan with pleasure. Normally, this would be my signal to move further down and turn my attention to her pussy but I suspected that wasn't desired on this night. So, I kept up my focus on her nipples and ran my hands all over her body.

As she moaned, she asked, "Is it true that she spanks you?"

I let her nipple slip from my lips and whispered, "Yes, every week. She spanked me before you arrived tonight."
As I went back to worshipping her breasts, she was gasping and moaned, "Lately, I've been fantasizing about Tim spanking me and then making me suck his cock."

I got up from my knees to straddle her legs as she sat in the chair and massaged her shoulders as I kissed her neck and ears. I put my lips by her ear and said softly, "He may be doing that to Jessica right now. She loves it when her lovers are dominant with her. When you get home tonight, tell him what you want and take him in your mouth so you can taste her on him. You can be sure she will have me on my knees tasting his seed later tonight."

Her eyes were wild with lust as she held my face in her hands. She pulled my lips to her own and kissed me passionately. Her tongue explored my mouth as she held me tightly with both arms. She threw her head back and instinctively slid a finger down her pants to rub her clitoris. I kissed my way down her neck to her nipples and sucked on them again from my knees. Suddenly, her body started to tremble and shake. She began gasping and then moaned in a long, continuous orgasm with one hand between her own thighs and the other with a handful of my hair pressing my face into her bosom.

When she stopped orgasming I looked at her in surprise from my position in front of her on my knees. She opened her eyes and had a shocked look on her face. "Ohmigod! I didn't think I could do that anymore!" I got up and pulled a chair next to her and sat down. I held her hands as she had tears in her eyes. "I haven't had an orgasm in years. It was .... Lovely!" she laughed through the tears. She kissed me again and thanked me as she wiped the tears from her eyes. Then, she looked concerned and said, "We can't tell Tim. He'd be crushed to find out that I finally had an orgasm with someone else." She looked at me pleadingly and said, "You have to promise that you won't say anything. Now that I know I can cum, I want to do it with Tim and let him experience my first orgasm in so many years."

I promised that I wouldn't say a word. She took a deep breath and got a smile on her face, "I can't wait to lay across his lap, get spanked, suck his just-been-fucked dick and cum for him. Then, he will know that I'm truly okay with him fucking your wife." She leaned toward me and kissed me again. "Thank you bobby. You're the best!" Then, she got dressed and we sat holding each other's hands as we chatted about the strange dynamics and thrill of being cuckolded. I'd never had the chance to talk to another cuckold before and it was liberating!

It wasn't much longer before Tim and Jessica returned to the dining room holding hands. Their hair was tussled and they both had silly smiles on their faces. Jessica was only wearing a robe and Tim's shirt was no longer tucked into his pants. Jessica said seductively, "Sorry we were gone so long but Tim was an ani_mal tonight. I don't know what has gotten into him. It must have been the wine." Tim grinned and said he wasn't the only ani_mal in that bedroom. He turned Jessica by her shoulders and kissed her on the lips. It was a tender, lingering kiss as their cuckolds watched them intently.

Jessica saw the content look on Anne's face and assumed Anne was simply happy that her husband was getting laid. She walked over and squatted next to next to Anne's chair so their faces were at the same level. "Thank you for sharing him with me," Jessica said sincerely. "He loves you very much. You are very lucky."

Anne hugged her tightly and responded, "We are all very lucky and I think there are a lot of very good times ahead for all of us." She turned to me and said affectionately, "Bobby, I'll never forget this night with you. I can't thank you enough." I hugged her and kissed her cheek. She turned to Tim and said submissively, "Why don't you take me home and let me show you how much I love you?"

Tim's eyes lit up and he said, "Well, I'd be crazy to turn down an offer like that! I hate to kiss and go but do you mind if we have dessert some other time?" Jessica and I both laughed and told him he better hurry and take care of his wife. Anne gave me a wink and crossed her fingers as they headed for the door.

Their car wasn't even out of our driveway before Jessica grabbed my hand and pulled me up the stairs saying, "bobby is finally going to get his reward for being such a good boy! Tim left you a dessert that you've been wanting for a very long time!"

It was a wonderful night that only kept getting better!

Another awesome chapter

This story gets sweeter and better with every chapter.

I agree, thanks a lot for the the sequel
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Submissive Cuckold - lives for many years in a female-led marriage with a cuckold lifestyle.

Techcuck, Mr Fire, eltipo4u I really appreciate the encouraging words. I hope you like the turn the story will take. I'm having fun with these characters.

We are curious
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Submissive Cuckold - lives for many years in a female-led marriage with a cuckold lifestyle.

"Well, it seems you should have been a marriage counselor or sex ther_apist, bobby," Jessica enthused. "Tim has been raving about the new heat in his marriage! He's been asking me for tips on how to handle his steamy new sex life." I told Jessica about my evening with Anne and how she had her first orgasm in many years. I also told her that Anne wanted to make sure Tim thought that her first orgasm was with him. Apparently, her talk with Tim went well and they were now experimenting in ways they'd never imagined during their years of marriage. "I told Tim I'm starting to feel like some kind of adult sex toy that they're using to tease each other with," Jessica pouted teasingly.

I laughed at her and asked, "So, she's really getting into the whole cuckolded wife thing, huh?"

She nodded and said, "Yeah, they're trying some new things, but nothing gets her off more than waiting for him to come home from having sex with me. She's so much like you in so many ways. I think she kind of wants to be punished or something for not being able to give him the sex she thinks he needs. It also just turns her on that he is having sex with a hot woman. I guess it makes him seem very virile and makes him even more attractive to her. He's afraid he'll cross a line and hurt her emotionally or physically, so he's holding back. But, she's so caught up in what's happening that I think she is ready for more, more, more."

I was sympathetic to where Anne was coming from. Melissa used to be very concerned that she would cross a line with me and went out of her way to make sure I knew how much she loved me and constantly checked in with me to make sure I was okay. She was never as dominant with me as Jessica was becoming and I knew that Jessica was only doing what she sensed I needed for our relationship. I offered, "They're in uncharted territory after years of marriage. It's got to be exciting and scary for both of them. Hopefully, they can talk to each other openly and figure it out. Are you still going over there tomorrow night?"

Jessica smiled and said eagerly, "Yes, she wants to watch us, so I said she could if I got to spank her too. I can't wait to see her naked!"

I decided to press a little bit and inquired, "I'm surprised you didn't say you would as long as Tim spanked you too. I know how much you like that."

She pondered that for a moment and said, "You know, I've thought of that before but he's such a selfless and giving lover that it causes me to be more in control of the sex. Well, at least until he puts his cock in me and then he can do anything he wants to me," she laughed. "He's not like Dan who takes charge without even trying and I can't help but feel submissive and ready to do whatever he wants. With Tim, I like to sit on his face like I do with you. He'll ask me what position I want to have sex in. He's always very tender and gentle with me like he's afraid of being too rough. Sometimes, I just want to be taken and fucked - hard. You know what I mean?"
I nodded my head and she giggled, "Of course you do!"

"Have you ever told him that?" I asked.

"Not really. I think he is who he is and to be honest it's kind of nice having an attentive lover with a nice cock. I can think of worse things," she exclaimed. "He does like to hold my head when I'm sucking him. I told him I liked it when he does that. Apparently, his wife likes it too. Especially when she can taste me on him," she said with a sexy smile. "I told him how much you like to eat his cum from my pussy. He thought that was really hot and I think he wants to watch you do it. Would you like him to watch you do that?" I shrugged shyly. "Of course you would, silly boy. You want to be humiliated in front of my lover, don't you?"

I could feel my penis getting hard as she pushed my cuckold triggers. She knew how to get into my head and make me hunger for her. Jessica got a mischievous look on her face and said, "Would you like to have them over for dinner again so you can play with her big titties? The two of you can play with each other while the adults are upstairs fucking. Or would you rather just watch us and be there to clean us up when we're done?" She stroked my face as she teased me, "That might be cute to have you eating my pussy while his wife sucks my taste from his cock. Our cuckolds doing their duty for the lovers."

She rubbed my erection through my pants. "Take it out and play with it for me." I did as she directed and dropped my pants to my ankles and stroked my erection with my fingers. "I think it would be even sexier to watch you and Anne both suck him together. I still haven't forgot about Melissa taking you to the gloryhole. I bet you liked having a cock in your mouth, didn't you?" She was enjoying teasing me. I could see her nipples getting hard through her t-shirt. She saw me staring at her tits, so she pulled her shirt off and pinched her nipples. "Is that what you wanted to see? Is my little boy thinking about titties as he pulls his little winkie?"
She leaned forward so her nipple was inches from my mouth. "Keep playing with yourself!" she demanded. I stroked myself faster and could tell I was getting close to cumming. She put her hands under her boobs and offered one of her nipples to my lips. I took it between my lips and swirled my tongue over the tip. She pulled away and offered the other nipple. I did the same to this nub of sensuality. I was breathing hard and she knew I was about to cum. "Stop!" she ordered. "Don't touch yourself." I looked at her in disbelief and she sat back on the couch. She had a wicked smile on her face as she watched cum dribble from my penis as I sat there helplessly. I desperately wanted to finish stroking myself through orgasm but I dared not touch myself for fear of her wrath. Ruined orgasms were becoming a regular part of her teasing. I never knew when she might tell me to cum on her tits or ass so I could lick it off, or when she would command me to just stop right before I was about to cum.

Once the cum stopped dribbling, she got up from the couch and said, "You need to clean yourself up and make sure you get any that might have dribbled on the couch. I'm ready for dinner. How about you?" I sighed in frustration and she gave me a look that warned of an imminent spanking and time in the corner. "Is there something you'd like to say?" she asked menacingly.

"No, ma'am," I replied contritely. "Thank you for letting me play with myself," I added.

She smiled and said, "That's what I thought, boy. Now get hopping and get dinner on the table before you get yourself in trouble."

"Bobby, have you ever wanted to have kids?" Jessica asked as we were doing the dishes together one night.

I shrugged and said, "Yeah, I guess so, but Melissa never wanted to. Why do you ask?"

She sipped her wine and said, "Tim was talking about his kids and it made me realize how much I've always wanted to have a baby. I was also thinking what a wonderful dad you would be. I've never met anyone more patient and caring than you. Perfect qualities for a good dad."

I pondered Jessica's comments about having a baby and wondered where this conversation was heading. She gave me a sweet, innocent look and said, "I even talked to Melissa about it when she was here last weekend."

My wife had visited the previous weekend for the first time in a couple of months. As Jessica and I had feared, her visits were now happening less frequently. Everything was still as steamy and loving as before, but I could tell she also had another life in Panama that did not include us. She was very pleased to see how the relationship between Jessica and me was developing, and she was ecstatic to find out about Tim. She teased me, "Gosh bobby, I've never seen you so submissive and attentive. I'm starting to think I wasn't taking care of you in the right way. Jessica has really whipped you into shape!" Jessica was much more comfortable being dominant with me in front of Melissa than she was previously. I think they both viewed me as their shared husband now.

I asked Jessica cautiously, "Melissa thought it was a good idea for us to have a baby?"

Jessica was beaming, "Yes! I'm not getting any younger so I probably need to get pregnant soon if I'm going to be able to do it. Would you be okay with that?"

I was shocked and confused and didn't know what to say. I looked at her in disbelief, "I ... I ... I'd love to be the fat_her of your baby."

Jessica squealed in delight and jumped up on me and wrapped her legs around my waist as she kissed me all over my face. She had tears of joy in her eyes and it made me tear up as well. I was overcome with emotion at the thought of being a dad someday. I hugged her tightly and we danced around the kitchen happily for several minutes. When I put her down, she said, "We need to call Melissa. She was going to tell Dan and make sure he was okay with the idea."

I looked at her puzzled and she saw the confused look on my face. She started to laugh hysterically and said, "Oh bobby, I'm sorry honey. You thought ... oh my, I'm so sorry!" She laughed some more and then said, "Mel is going to ask Dan if he would knock me up. You would still be the dad and take care of the baby and we'll raise the ch_ild as our own. This would be a great way for all of us to be one big happy, interconnected family." She looked at me concerned and asked, "Does that change your mind?"

I was stunned for the second time in less than a minute. She and Melissa wanted me to be the fa_ther of Jessica's baby that was actually Dan's offspring. There was so much to unpack in this scenario that I had to go sit down in a chair before I fell over. Jessica sat next to me and asked, "Bobby, are you okay?"

I nodded my head and said, "Melissa isn't coming back, is she?"

Jessica got a serious look on her face and hesitated before saying, "I think they're going to stay down there a little longer than originally planned but they are planning to move back here. I think Dan wants her to live with him though. We even talked about buying a big house that we could all live in together but that's something we can work out later. Dan wanted to talk to you about it in person because he cares for you and wants to find a way that this can work for all of us."

She held my hands as I stared at the floor. I couldn't believe how happy I was a minute ago and how sad I was feeling now. I looked into her concerned eyes and asked, "How long have you known?"

"She just told me this past weekend. She wanted to tell both of us, but Dan asked that he be the one to tell you. She's really worried that you are okay and asked me to help her figure out the best way to make this work. That's when I told her how much I wanted to have a baby. We both got so excited with the idea that things just seemed to fall into place. I wanted to think about it some more, but I really think we can be great parents and find a way for all of us to be together when they come back. I really do," she said in a pleading voice.

As we sat there holding hands together, I could see in her face the sweet, innocent Jessica that I knew for so many years. Gone was the dominant persona that she wore so easily nowadays. This was that beautiful, shy southern belle that could light up a room with her smile and make everyone feel comfortable and happy to be with her. I tried to imagine her pregnant and could easily see her as a mom. As my thoughts swimmed around in my head, I realized I was thinking more about Jessica and not as much about my wife who I just found out was likely to continue living with her lover.

I reached for Jessica and hugged her tenderly and whispered softly, "I'd love to be the fa_ther of your ch_ild and live with you the rest of my life."

She openly wept and we kissed each other passionately. After we pulled ourselves together, we called Melissa and Dan.


Dan was more than willing to impregnate Jessica and offered to fly both of us to Panama for her most fertile time of the month or he would fly back home if that is what she preferred. Dan said, "I've been wanting to spend time and talk to both of you and this will give us some real quality time together. Besides, Melissa is driving me crazy telling me how much she misses having the two of you with her all the time." We decided it was a good time for a vacation and a couple of weeks later we flew down to Panama for a week.

The first night we were in Panama, Dan and Melissa took us to an amazing restaurant with traditional dancers and great food. Then, we had rum dri_nks at a rooftop bar with a panoramic view of the city. As we all sat around a glass table and took in the incredible view on a tropical evening, Dan said, "I know Jessica told you that I'd like for Melissa and I to live together. These months have been some of the best times in my life and mostly because Melissa has been right here by my side. I don't have to tell you, bobby, she is an incredible woman." I watched him silently as I waited anxiously for him to continue. I'd been waiting for this conversation for a couple of weeks. "We've always been great lovers together. Our sexual compatibility has never been in doubt. But, now that we are living together full-time, I just can't imagine her not being by my side."

Melissa, Jessica and I were completely silent as we hung on his every word. The tension and enormity of this discussion weighed on all of us. He continued, "However, I told you from the very beginning that I wanted to be a part of your relationship and I didn't want to replace you. I want you to know that I still feel that way. I also know that Melissa still feels that way, while at the same time wanting to live with me as well. I don't think any of us could imagine how you and Jessica would bond and how your relationship would evolve. I mean, you both flew to Central America so I could help make you parents together."

We all couldn't help but laugh at that factual statement. "I guess what I'm trying to say, is that I want what we all have to continue after we leave Panama and move back home. We want our boy ... and our girl ... to be right there with us every step of the way. I don't know if that means one big household or some other arrangement where we can still all be together, but we can work that out among us. Of course, if everything works out, then there will be one more in our family. You'll be mom and dad, and we'll be Uncle Dan and Auntie Mel. I just want you to know that we are both excited about the future with all of us together and I think what we are doing this week will only bind us all together even more."

We all looked at each other for a moment, and then I raised my glass in toast, "To our incredible adventure together!" We all clinked glasses and spent the rest of the night discussing all the possibilities. It seemed surreal but no more surreal than my life had already become.


Melissa and I got to spend a lot of time hanging out together as she showed me around Panama City and we stayed at their beach house outside of the city. She was very attentive to me and it felt like old times again as we laughed and had fun in each other's company. She also made sure that Jessica wasn't the only one having a good time during that week. I got to spend every day with my face between her legs and making love to her big, beautiful breasts. I was in heaven.

Dan and Jessica spent most of their time together at the beach house having sex and going to all the fun bars and restaurants in the beach town. It was different watching her with Dan during this trip. They had great chemistry and she was clearly having a great time. I wasn't feeling jealous but there was something different as I watched them, knowing he was trying to get her pregnant. It was a feeling I'd never had before and I told her about it on the airplane ride home. She teased me that I was jealous about the big man knocking up my wife.
It was the first time she'd called herself my wife in this way ... and I liked it.


She didn't get pregnant that first month so Dan and Melissa came back home the following month and spent the week with us. This time, I got to hear them have sex every night and most days as well. I'd never heard Jessica so passionate. Her moaning and groaning and wild cries of ecstasy filled the house. Melissa was constantly aroused and required my attention as she lay in my bed in the spare bedroom and listened to the lovers with me. She teased Jessica that she was wearing out her lover and that she better leave enough of him to take back to Panama because she was going to need some serious fucking when they got back.

Melissa also joined them in bed a few times but made sure to leave the big finale for Jessica's fertile womb. I was called upon a few times and got a chance to see what my future might look like when we all lived together.
"Bobby, will you come please?" I heard my wife's voice call from down the hallway. It was early morning and I had just woke up. I was only wearing panties as I jumped out of bed and scampered to their bedroom. Dan was lying in the middle of the bed and both women were lying with their heads on each of his shoulders. Melissa's long, dark hair was splayed across his chest and Jessica had her hand between his legs slowly massaging his morning erection. They were all naked.

Melissa got up from the bed and smiled at me sl_eepily, "I really need to pee and I'd like you to do your thing for me, please." I followed her into the bathroom and got on my knees in front of her as she sat on the toilet. She yawned and stretched as I gazed at her pussy, waiting for her to begin peeing. Eventually, she relaxed and the golden stream splashed into the toilet. She gave me a sl_eepy smile as she stroked my face with her fingers and ran them through my hair as I knelt in front of her. When she finished, I leaned forward and ran my tongue back and forth from the back of her pussy to the front. I did this several times until she patted me on the head and said, "Thanks."

She got up to brush her teeth at the sink next to the toilet and before I could leave, Jessica came in. "Don't go anywhere bobby, I need to pee too." She sat down on the toilet and I returned to my knees in front of my "other wife" and waited to perform the same duties. The two women chatted about what they were going to do that day as Melissa brushed her teeth, Jessica peed and I tended to her pussy. When Jessica was done, she tousled my hair in thanks and got up to brush her teeth.

As I walked out of the bathroom and through the bedroom, Dan smiled as he watched me and said, "Such a good boy, bobby." I noticed he had a semi-erection and guessed that it would be considerably harder in just a few minutes. "What would these women do without you?" he chuckled.

Melissa pinched me on the butt as she walked behind me and said, "Do you mind starting some coffee for all of us and bringing it up when it's ready bobby? You don't need to hurry. It looks like Dan is going to keep us busy for a little while." She giggled and jumped back into bed on top of Dan. I watched as she kissed her way from his neck, to his nipples and down his abdomen to his cock. As she was taking him into her mouth, Jessica slid into the bed next to him and began running her hands over his chest as they kissed each other softly. I quietly left the room with my panties poking out from my erection and wondered if I might get lucky and receive some relief later. I also marveled at how wonderful it must be to be Dan.

This goal of making Jessica pregnant was enflaming everyone's passions and leading to inspired sex and waves of emotions. Jessica missed giving me my Friday spanking but promised that we would make up for it by spanking me every day the following weekend. Melissa decided we should go panties shopping together to update my wardrobe. She picked out many different pairs in a variety of colors and styles. Then, she asked the sales lady to get us one of each in my size. I was embarrassed the entire time – especially when Melissa held up a couple of nighties against me and said, "Jessica is going to absolutely LOVE it when you surprise her in these! You should wear them for your Friday spanks." Dan suggested he and I go out for a beer one night and we just hung out like two old friends. I couldn't remember us ever doing that and I wondered if this was also going to be part of our future together. I really hoped so!

After Dan and Melissa left to return to Panama, Jessica had me tenderly lick her pussy for the next few days to soothe the pounding she had taken. She didn't want me to make her cum, she just wanted a nice, pleasant tongue massage of her well-used cunt. Dan was particularly amorous and assertive during this trip. I noticed the marks on her breasts and ass where he had fed her hunger for his dominance.

I'm sure my return to the master bedroom was a stark contrast to the week she had just enjoyed with her over-sexed, energetic lovers. I patiently massaged her body and held her lovingly in my arms each night. I wondered when I would finally be able to cum again. It seemed my orgasms were on the backburner for now. Everyone's focus was on Jessica getting pregnant.


She did see to it that my ass was well-spanked and that I was on my knees before her whenever she needed to pee. She also loved the surprise that Melissa gave her when I showed up for my spanking in the nightie. "I think you should wear that for your weekly spanking from now on! You look so cute and feminine lying across my lap. It makes me want to fuck you in the ass. You'd like that wouldn't you?" However, when she was done spanking me, she pulled my panties up and my nightie down and told me to "be a good girl" and show her how much I appreciated her attention. As I was licking her to orgasm, she said, "And don't think I forgot that you're getting spanked every night this weekend." By the end of weekend, my poor butt was on fire and tingling whenever I sat down. And, she still hadn't even given a thought to allowing me an orgasm.

Two weeks after Dan and Melissa left, we found out their trip was a success and my sweet Jessica was pregnant!

What interesting developments, herboy! I love all the emotional intricacy of this developing four-way relationship. How indeed will the four of them work things out? Oh yes, the sex is very hot, too, as well as Jessica's dominance of Bobby. Again, this just gets better and better.

Mr Fire thanks for the feedback! Jessica has found her wings and, like Melissa, bobby seems to be the wind that lifts her. Will everyone get what they want or will they find out that there is a difference between what you want and what you need?

Thanks for it, I agree completely
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Submissive Cuckold - lives for many years in a female-led marriage with a cuckold lifestyle.