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Cuckold Chronicles: Erick

By: deltonaman2man



Cuckold Chronicles : Erik

Sex on the Beach

This is part 5 in the adventures of Heather & Dave. The other parts in order are Paul, Todd, Damon & Rob. 

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It has been about a month since Rob joined Heather in our marriage bed. As I had hoped, our friendship hasn't changed, except he is having sex with my wife at least once a week. My biggest concern, was if he could keep the bedroom activities separate from our everyday relationship. An example of what I mean is, he and I watched a lot of football on my big screen TV. He hasn't said something like, " Hey bitch, go get me another beer." That would be crossing the line. However, if he said those same words while he & Heather were watching a movie, with me sitting at their feet, wearing some panties and stockings, that would be acceptable. 

So things have been going smoothly in our kinky little part of the world. Our 25th anniversary was coming up, so I booked Heather and I a week in St. Thomas. We had never been to the Virgin Islands before and our friends sing their praises. Pristine beaches, crystal clear water, excellent food and very friendly people. A quick Google and I was sold as well. I got us a bungalow at an all-inclusive resort called Bolongo Bay on the SW corner of the island. After flying in, we were met by the courtesy van from the resort. The ride to the resort wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. It was still almost an hour, but we got to see some nice scenery and the driver was very knowledgeable about the island and it's history. Once we had checked in, we decided to explore around the resort. Yes, we were travel weary and our clothes had a few more wrinkles than we would normally wear in public, but we wanted to get an idea of what was available. While I was enjoying a cigar out on the pool deck, Heather went inside to get a drink at the bar. When I was finished, I went in to join her. I was surprised to see that the place was almost empty, considering this was suppose to be a very popular place for the locals as well as the tourists. I suppose it was because it was late Tuesday afternoon. There was an older man sitting at the end of the bar and a couple of, what I would guess to be college girls, sitting at a table. And my very own Heather, sitting at the other end of the bar, talking quietly to the bartender. I walked over and sat down next to Heather. 

" Ah, Mr. Stanton," he said. " I'm Erik, The daytime bartender. I understand you like beer on tap, or maybe you'd like a tropical drink from the Islands, to start your vacation?"

" I'll start off with a Rum Runner, my good man," I said good naturedlly.

Heather didn't say anything, but had that sexy smile on full blast.

Erik brought me my drink & sat it in front of me. He leaned in close and said in a low voice, " Maybe later you'll be sucking up a Cum Runner. I can't talk a lot right now, but you two are my guest for dinner tonight. Now, be a good bitch and enjoy your drink. Your wife and I have some plans to make. You do want to show me what a wimp husband you are, don't you?"

All I could do was nod my head slowly. Well, it seems it didn't take my lovely wife long to find a playmate in this island paradise. I sipped on my drink and tried to listen in on their whisperings. All I could make out was panties, cocksucker and clean up duties. 

We came up with a safe word and a gesture when we first started swinging many years ago. Up until now, neither of us had ever used it, but I had to talk with Heather alone without disturbing the aura of enchantment she was weaving. I dipped my finger in my drink and causally made an "X" on the bar. I kept tracing over it till Heather noticed it. 

Without skipping a beat, she said, " Come on Honey, let's go have a smoke. Erik, we'll be right back, can we have another drink ready when we return?"

" Of course Ma'am, another Rum Runner for Mr. Stanton and another white wine for the lady?"

" No, Erik, I'm on vacation. I'd like something erotic, I mean something exotic. I think I'd like to try Sex on the Beach." With that little double Freudian slip, we walked out the door.

We walked out to the pool deck and found a table to sit down. I lit Heather's cigarette. After taking a long drag, she said, " Is there something wrong? Do you have a problem with what I'm doing? 

" No, oh no, don't ever think I have a problem with your friends," I said emphatically, " I needed to talk to you in private about your timing and the consequences of what you want to do. First of all, we just got here. We have been on the run since 7 this morning. I'm exhausted and I know you must be tired. Now think about what would happen if he was caught fraternizing with the guest at this resort. Whereas I am willing to die for you, I don't think he would be willing to lose his job for you. And he shouldn't have to worry about that. If you want to do this, it has to be off the premises of the resort, then they can't say anything about it. Am I making sense here?"

" Yes, you are. That's what I love about you, that wonderful analytical mind of yours. You always figure things out in advance. So, what is your suggestion?"

" Well," I said slowly, " after that big build-up you just gave me, I'm embarrassed to say, I haven't figured it out yet. I was thinking maybe a light meal tonight and an early evening. Then we will be refreshed for a new day in Paradise. Check with Erik, find out his schedule. Once you do that, you two can make your plans. Just remember, nothing on the premises. How does that sound?"

" Sounds like I married a wonderful guy."

We went back in and finished our drinks. Heather was chatting with Erik and she told him she was a bit tired and asked when was his next day off. He told her not till Thursday, but he gets off work at 6 pm normally. I excused myself to have a cigar outside on the pool deck.

About 20 minutes later Heather came out to join me. I was just ordering another drink so Heather ordered another one and sat down next to me.

After the poolside waitress left, Heather took my hand and said, " You seem distant and distraught, anything wrong?"

" No, I'm fine, just enjoying the view and the weather. We'd be sweating up a storm back home if we were sitting outside right now. I was letting my mind wander; just random thoughts really, nothing too serious."

" Good," Heather said, " we're on vacation, no thinking about business, the house, the kids, nothing, except having a good time and relaxing. Speaking of having a good time, would you like to know what Erik and I came up with, or do you want to be surprised?"

" You know I have never cared for surprises. Just tell me what you have planned. You know I'm willing to go along with it."

" OK," she said excitedly, " tomorrow we are meeting him for dinner at a little bistro in town. He says it has a full menu. He lives across the street. He gets off at 6 and said he would be there by 6:30. Any questions? Good. Now lets go back to the room and rest up and go to dinner."

Dinner was very nice, excellent food, mostly seafood on the menu, but we are in the tropics, and it was tasty. We stopped for a nightcap before retiring early. The next morning was very laid back. We had brunch, then I changed and went to the beach to lay out. Heather wanted to do some shopping ( no surprise there), so we set it up to meet in the room around 3. 

When I got back to the room, Heather was already there. There were a lot of bags laying on the bed and Heather was in the shower. I started looking in the bags. The first thing I pulled out was a new bikini for Heather. Well, bikini is a bit of exaggeration. Maybe I should say 2 band-aids held together with a string. As for the bottoms, I swear I have seen thicker dental floss. I was smiling as I thought of seeing her in it. Next I pulled out 4 pairs of panties, different colors and styles. To empty that bag, I pulled out some emerald green lingerie. Judging from the size, I knew it was for me. As I looked at it, I noticed something different about it, compared to all the others she has bought me. It had reinforced cups for the breast. I guess she wants to make fun of the man-boobs I've been developing lately. The body was lace & mesh with garters attached. There were also matching stockings and string panties. The overall effect would have made for an extremely sexy woman or a humiliated cuckold husband. 

Just as I was holding it against me to check the size, the bathroom door opened. Heather came out wearing the robe that came with the room. She came over and ran a finger down my cheek while she lightly kissed my lips. In her sexiest voice, she whispered in my ear, " Be patient , my little limp dick, you'll be wearing it soon enough," followed by another soft kiss on my cheek.

She walked over to the plush chair in the room, untied her robe and sat down, spreading her legs wide. " Crawl over here and check my shaving job. You weren't here so I had to do it myself."

I went straight to my knees and crawled the few feet between her splayed thighs. I ran my tongue up and down and sideways and it was very smooth. I knew from past experience that I had to check the inside as well. I pulled her lips apart and slid my tongue in as far as I could reach. Heather grabbed my head and started grinding her hips against me. Since my tongue was still inside, she used my nose on her clit, going harder and faster as she got worked up. I thought for sure she was going to break my nose. Strangely, my main concern was explaining to the ER how I broke my nose. Finally, she tensed and let out a low moan, she relaxed her grip and leaned back. I finally got my breath back and started licking the whole area to clean what I could. She told me to go get a warm cloth and clean the rest up real nice.

We were enjoying a quiet rest before going to meet Erik when there was a knock on the door. The girl from the front desk was there with a message for Heather. The note was from Erik, letting her know he had to work till about 8:30 because another bartender had called off and a replacement couldn't get there till 8:30. He gave the address of the bistro and his house. It said the cab fare would be about $5 and when we see him pull into his drive, to come on over.

We went ahead and dressed as we had planned, or should I say Heather had planned, with me in the lingerie and Heather in very sexy panties, stockings and a shelf bra. After I had put on the new outfit, I stood in front of Heather for inspection. She came over and slipped her hand inside the cups and lifted my man-boobs to properly settle them in the cup. I covered myself with a pair of Dockers and a polo shirt. Heather decided I should wear my deck shoes without socks, so my stockings would show. Her short thin sundress looked classy even at night. We called for a cab around 7 and arrived at Blackbeard's Bistro by 7:30. The cabbie confirmed Erik's address was right across the street. 

We had another fantastic meal followed by a couple tropical drinks. A little after 8 we saw a car pull into the drive. A guy got out walked to the door, unlocked it and went inside. When Heather saw this, she went into predator mode. She was psyched for the hunt.

She had me pay the bill at once and walked outside. We crossed the street and walked up his front walk. It was a bit secluded by the bayon trees in the front yard. Just before we walked up on the porch, Heather stopped and opened her purse. She pulled out an emerald green dog collar and leash. A hand stitched tag hung from it that simply said, "BITCH." She put the collar around my neck and adjusted it to size. Without another word, she walked up the steps, pulling me behind her.

Heather rang the bell and tugged down on the leash, so I would go to my knees. I went to all fours when the door opened. 

When the door opened, we saw Erik standing there in a pair of over-sized shorts, drying his hair with a towel. He looked surprised to see us. Heather didn't say a word, she just walked in and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him, HARD. She pushed him up against the wall, still kissing him and started running her hands over his body. 

When she took a break, she looked down at me and said, " Strip."

By now Erik was over the shock of her attack. His hands were roaming all over her back, ass, hips, breast anywhere he could reach. 

Heather finally pushed him away and said, " Aren't you going to invite us in?"

Erik wasn't entirely over her assault. He stammered, " S-S-Sure, c-c-come on in." As we stepped in he got his first good look at me. He let out a chuckle, " That's an interesting pet you have there. Shame to waste such a hot outfit on a sissy like that. I'd rather see you dressed like that."

H: " Like I told you yesterday, I dress him like this so he will know his place. Not to make him look sexy, but to let my partners know he is to be humiliated into submission. He likes it, I like it, we all win."

While Heather was talking, Erik had stopped by the couch in the living room. He stood behind her, kissing her neck and slowly unbuttoning her dress, When he got to the bottom, he slipped it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. My Goddess of a wife was now only wearing her sexy bra, panties, stockings and heels. Her hand slipped back and was groping his cock through his shorts. Erik's hand came to her breast and got to feel the soft lace combined with the firmness of her luscious tits. He slipped one hand inside while the other flicked the clasp in her deep cleavage.

Heather turned and stepped out of the dress. Her bra fell from her shoulders and she caught it and tossed it to me. I scurried over and picked up her dress, taking it to a chair a few feet away.

She tugged on my leash, pulling me back. " Get his shorts off, I want that cock now," she hissed in between kisses. 

I pulled them away and down, to avoid catching his cock, which was already standing at attention. When I looked back up, she had his cock in her hand, stroking and waving it at me. I scooted closer and brought my mouth up to meet his meat. She slapped my face with it a few times ( one of her favorite humiliations) then guided it into my mouth. I could smell and taste the soap and muskiness, which I like. His cock wasn't huge, but was a respectable 7" I would guess. 

Heather gave the leash to Erik and backed up to the couch. She sat down, leaned back and swirled her finger around her hard nipples, while she watched me get him to full hardness.

After a few minutes, Erik pulled the leash, taking his cock from my mouth. " That's enough Bitch, I have to save something for your wife." Looking at Heather, he asked, " Where do you want him?"

" Right here next to me, so he can see everything we do. I want him to see what a real man does with his hot wife."

Erik walked over and stood in front of her. I knelt at the end of the couch, next to her knee. He knelt down in front of her, spread her knees slightly and pulled off her panties. He slowly made his way up from her knees, kissing and licking everywhere, paying a lot of attention to her inner thighs.

As I sat and watched, I had this odd feeling that all was not as it seemed. I wasn't sure what it was. From playing a lot of poker, I've gotten pretty good at reading body language. The surprised look from Erik on our arrival, didn't seem right. The strange look when he saw how I was dressed, appeared to me that he wasn't expecting that. And his voice, it sounded a little different. Of course I didn't speak to him very much when we first met, and he was recovering from Heather's attack when he spoke. I guess I'm imagining things.

Erik is making Heather squirm something fierce. She finally tells him to fuck her. She grabs his head and pulls him up for a very hard kiss. I heard him whisper to her to get up on the couch on her knees. He pressed on her shoulders and she bent over the armrest at the end of the couch. When he walked around behind her, he pulled me on the leash. As he was rubbing his hard cock on Heathers ass, he pushed my face up against his cock and pushed my head and his cock down to her waiting hungry pussy. I realized he was going to make me put his cock in her pussy using my face to do it. His cock was now under my nose pointing out to the side. He lifted up her hips just a tad and the head slid right in. He grabbed my hair and jerked me back, sliding balls deep on the first stab. I heard a deep sigh from Heather as he started sliding slowly in and out. I heard Heather breathing harder as she begged him to go faster and deeper. I stayed as I was, with my cheek against Heathers hip, up close and personal to Erik's cock plowing into my wife's body, churning like a piston. 

Heather's tits were bouncing every which direction and she was swinging her head in delirium. The room was filled with both of them moaning and screaming. Suddenly, the room was filled with a different sound.

" WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!!!!!"

All movement stopped as all three of us looked up to see who yelled. I know I was shocked. Heather had a look of confusion on her face before it turned to panic. While still on her knees, she pulled herself into a ball with only her back and ass exposed. Erik started laughing and sat down on the couch at Heathers feet.

The confusion came from the fact that it was Erik that had walked in the room and yelled at us. And it was Erik that was giving Heather such a fine pounding. It dawned on me that they were twins, identical twins, down to the last detail that I could see.  

Erik got his laughter under control and said, " Hey Bro, I think you have some company. Oh, by the way, I'm Derrick, Erik's older brother, by only 90 seconds, but older just the same."

Heather's head shot up and she spun around and yelled at him, " You're not Erik? Why didn't you say something? Why didn't you stop all this?" Then turning to the real Erik she laid into him. " And you, why didn't you warn me someone else would be here! Someone who happens to look exactly like you! Did you two bastards plan this all along?"

While Heather was screaming at Erik, Derrick tugged on my leash. " There's no need for you to join the discussion, so put your mouth to use." Then he pushed my head down on his cock. 

Heather went back into her ball to hide her body from the guys again. When she put her head down, Erik started taking off his clothes. When he was naked, he walked over and knelt down by her head, gently stroking her hair. She brushed his hand away a few times, but he persisted until she gave in.

Derrick: Now wait a minute. None of this is his fault. He didn't know I would be here. I had a date but she came down sick at the last minute. He told me I had to be out by 8:30, but I was running a little behind. Then you showed up and didn't give me a chance to say anything. After a while I was so turned on, I didn't want to stop you."

While he was explaining he softly was running his hand across her ass, just stroking it gently, nothing too sexual. The effect must have been soothing to Heather, because her body seemed to relax a bit.

Erik: " I promise you we did not plan this at all. I did have to work to cover that shift. He was suppose to have been gone before we got here. As to why I didn't tell you about him, we haven't had any discussions about family. You haven't told me if you have any siblings either. I will talk to him later about not stopping you when he should have, but it sounds like a big misunderstanding to me."

While Erik was talking, Derrick had slipped his hand down and was stroking her inner thighs, letting his fingers brush her swollen lips a few times. Erik stood up and was now tracing his finger down her cheek to her chin and neck. He reached out and took her hand, bending over to kiss it. He stepped closer, so his cock was laying on the armrest next to her head. Heather's hips moved a little and I saw Derrick's hand playing with her clit. Erik put his finger under Heather's chin and picked it up so he could gently kiss her. As he did that, he laid her hand on his cock. 


Cuckold Chronicles: Erick Ch. 02



AKA Sex on the Beach

This is Part 6 in a series. There isn't a lot of MF sex in this one. It is now the next morning after the night with Erick & Derick. This is the lead-in for part 3, which I hope to have finished soon. It isn't necessary to read Chronicles 1-4 (Paul, Todd, Damon and Rob) to follow the story line; however, this is part 2 of Erick. It won't make much sense unless you read that first. If you have a problem with MM sex or Fem Dom and humiliation, skip this story, it's not for you. This may leave you trolls with extra time on your hands, but the world as a whole will be thankful.



I dragged myself out of bed and stumbled toward the bath for a hot shower. The water felt so good cascading over my head. I had never realized how hard it is to get dried cum off your face and out of your hair. My little limp dick actually stirred a bit thinking back to Heather's antics last night. I got out, dried off and shaved, trying to make myself presentable to the day. 

Just as I reached for the clothes Heather had laid out, the room phone rang. 

"Hello?"

"Good morning sleepyhead," Heather sang cheerfully.

"Good morning to you too, where are you," I asked?

"Down by the pool, relaxing. Are you up yet, or do you want to sleep the day away?"

"No, I'm up. I just showered & was about to get dressed."

"Great! Come on down & join me, I was just about to order a sandwich. Want me to order something for you?"

"Sure, a burger & ice tea would be fine; I'll be there in about 15 minutes. See you soon, Sweetheart."

"OK and Darling? Make sure you put on EVERYTHING I laid out."

"Of course Dear, I'm putting them on now. I'll be right down."

I picked up the panties and cringed at the color, almost a neon red. I suppose the color was meant to add to my humiliation, on top of having to wear the panties to begin with. At least the khaki shorts would hide the color; she could have laid out white shorts. I slipped on the polo shirt & deck shoes, grabbed my wallet and headed out to the pool. I was feeling pretty good about myself. I was in an island paradise, with my beautiful wife, without a care in the world.

I got to the pool & saw my best girl, dressed to kill, as usual. She was dressed, if you can call it that, in a white string bikini, short heels and a big floppy hat. She looked like a walking wet dream and had the attention of every male over age 15 at the pool, and more than a few women I'd say. Lying on the table was some sort of cover up, but it was sheer, so it didn't really hide her body, just a hint of covering it.

I walked over and gave her a light kiss on the lips. She slid her hand up my thigh, under the leg of my shorts, slipping her fingers under the string on the side of my panties. She just smiled at me & nodded to my seat. I sat down and took a sip of my tea.

I looked at Heather, just oozing with sexuality and asked, "How did you sleep?"

With a sly grin, she said, "Just wonderful, I don't think I woke up one time during the night. I guess I must have really needed the sleep. Maybe it was the jet lag, or the hustle & bustle of traveling."

I chuckled a bit and whispered, "Or maybe that tag-team wrestling match you had last night?"

"Well, that may have had something to do with it," she said with her devilish grin.

"So, how are you feeling this morning and how do you feel about what happened last night?" I asked, with a hint of concern in my voice.

"The first answer is very sore; my little friend down there isn't used to so much attention in one night."

"I wouldn't think so, at least without taking a break. But on the bright side she wasn't lonely or feeling neglected."

"Neglected is the last word I'd use to describe how it feels. The second answer is more complicated." Heather seemed to ponder her next statement, as if looking for the right words. Then she got a distant smile on her face. "I was crazy with my lust, then furious, then embarrassed, then curious, then willing, then back to crazy with lust and finally, consumed with animalistic desires. I wanted more, as much as they could give me. And I still wanted more when they were worn out."

I looked at her smiling face and had to ask, "Is this something you'd like to do again? You haven't mentioned having a 3some again since I got sick."

"It's not something I planned you know," she said almost defensively, "but since it happened, I might be open to it again. With the right guys and the right situation though. We'll have to just play it by ear." 

While we were chatting, our food came. We continued chatting while we ate, as nonchalantly as a couple talking about a movie they had just seen.

Heather had finished eating, so she sat upright, putting her palms on her thighs. "Well, enough of what happened last night. Let's talk about today. I'd like to go into town today, see some of the sights, do some shopping. Did you have anything you wanted to do today?"

"I guess this is why we have been together so long," I said. "That's what I was going to suggest to you. Although, I'm willing to bet I want to see more sights and less shopping than you."

Heather laughed softly, "You're probably right about that. We can decide on the schedule on the way to town. I'll go get dressed and you can go inside, have a drink and make arrangements for transportation. I'll be back soon."

I was entranced watching her walk away. I looked around the pool and noticed every pair of eyes watching her as well. I took a deep breath and thanked God for sending her to me. My chest swelled with pride as I got up and headed to the bar.

I headed to the nearest stool at the bar and sat down. As I expected, Erick was on duty and came over to me, smiling. He was much younger than Heather's other playmates, so I wasn't sure of his maturity as to what we did the night before. I was about to find out.

Erick had a cocky smile on his face, greeting me he said, "Good morning, Mr. Stanton, care for a beer or would you like another cum runner like last night?"

I was shocked and just a little pissed off at his actions, so I whispered, "Watch your mouth! What are you doing saying something like that out loud. Show some respect here."

Erick coolly looked me in the eye and said, "Relax, panty boy, look around, there's no one in here but us. I would never say anything like that if people were around us. I am a professional and a gentleman. So, I'll ask again, what would you like to drink?"

I felt ashamed at the way I spoke to him. "I'm sorry, a RUM runner, please. You need to remember; I am a guest at this resort and should be afforded the respect I deserve. You should call me Mr. Stanton, whether there are people around or not."

Erick sat my drink in front of me and looked around, noticing we were still alone. Then with a gleam in his eye, asked me, "Are you wearing panties? If you are, I'll call you panty boy, cum slut or anything else I feel like. If you're not, then I apologize and I'll call you Mr. Stanton. So you tell me, what shall I call you?"

I lowered my eyes to the floor and whispered, "Panty boy."

"What's that? I couldn't hear you. Look at me when you speak."

"Panty Boy."

"That's what I thought. Now where is your beautiful wife? I want to thank her again for a fantastic night."

At that moment, Heather made her entrance and what a sight she was. She looked like a vision of beauty and grace. She wore a pink and green sun dress that stopped about 3 inches above her knee. It had a flowing wispy hem, which added to the look of cool comfortable summer wear, clinched with a wide belt at the waist. The form fitting bust line, with a few buttons undone and the white sandals with 2" heels, just made the look complete. The icing on the cake was the wide brimmed hat and sunglasses, which gave her that movie star look. 

"Was someone looking for me? Well, here I am! How do I look?"

She gave a nice spin, which made her skirt flare out, showing more of her toned legs.

I didn't mean to, but I just gushed out, "Absolutely fabulous!"

Erick took it a step further, declaring, "Beautiful, just beautiful. Good enough to eat."

Heather gave her award winning smile. "You two are so good for a girl's ego. Thank you. Now, my little one, have you taken care of our ride?"

"No, not yet, we were chatting. I didn't expect you down so soon."

The smile faded from Heather's face. "Oh? What was more important than doing what I asked you to do?"

"We were discussing manners and respect, both of which I think Erick is severely lacking in."

"Really? He was very polite and respectful to me when I saw him this morning. He even offered to kiss all my sore spots for me. So what is the problem?"

Erick invited himself into our conversation with, "He thinks I should call him "Mr. Stanton" when we're alone. I think he's confused because then he said I should call him panty boy. I'm not sure what he wants."

Heather considered this for a few seconds, and then turned to Erick. "I'm sorry; I'll take the blame for this. I guess I didn't do a good enough job explaining our marriage. I get to play like I do because he allows it. I love him more than life itself. He shows me how much he loves me by letting me do things like we did last night. He loves the humiliation, so that's what I do. Bear in mind I love him. If he doesn't like the way things are going, he can always stop it. That being said, I don't know what his problem is right now, I'll get into that with him later. I think this little "mutiny" was brought about because I was so excited about this trip, I forgot to pack a few things, namely my attitude adjustment equipment. Maybe you can be a dear and help me out with that?"

"Of course, I'd love to, but I thought you said you were too sore to play around today?"

Heather smiled and lightly ran her finger down Erick's cheek to his chin, then across his lips. 

"You really are sweet, always thinking of my needs above your own. But no, I was thinking of another way you could help me. We're going shopping & sight-seeing today. Since this is your town, can you tell me if they have an adult store that sells marital aids? You know, dildos, butt plugs, videos, that sort of thing?"

Turning back to me, with a not-so-happy look, she added, "And you! Since you are wearing panties, he had every right to talk to you like he did, since no one was around to hear. So you can either finish your drink & we go out or go up and change."

I realized I had over reacted, so I picked up my glass & emptied it.

Catching on, Erick got a big grin on his face. "Sure, not far from my house as a matter of fact. The owner is one of my oldest friends, we grew up together, his name is Geoff. I'll give him a call & make sure he takes good care of you. Just make sure you mention my name & tell him you're my friends."

Heather's smile returned, "That would be great. Write down the address for me. Can you call us a cab, since Panty Boy here couldn't handle that little detail?"

"How can any man refuse a beautiful lady like you? Of course, here's the address, have fun today. I'm sure I'll see you two later. The cab will be here in a few minutes," he said picking up the phone.

I threw a couple of bucks on the bar and we were out to the cab stand. True to his word, a cab was waiting for us. I opened the door and Heather slid in. I noticed the driver trying to be discreet as she swung her legs in the cab. 

She leaned forward and handed him the paper with the address. "Is this close to the main shopping area or some tourist sights?"

"Yes Ma'am, it's in the middle of the tourist area and it's only about 2 blocks from the beach and the old fort."

"Great," Heather said, her smile returning. "Let's go."

It was only about a 10 minute ride. We passed Erick's house and the restaurant from last night. Just another block down the road and we were surrounded by shops. The cab pulled into a small strip mall and stopped. 

"Here we are folks, hope you have a fun day exploring," he said cheerfully.

I reached over the seat and paid the driver. We got out and saw the sign for Geoff's store. In big red letters "XTC Adult Book Store."

Heather took my hand and we went inside, a feeling of dread for me, a smile for Heather. The man behind the counter was finishing a sale with a young woman. He had a dark tan and collar length sandy blond hair. He looked muscular and rather tall, although I couldn't be sure with him standing behind the counter. The store was small, but well stocked. Vibrators and dildos of every size and color took up the whole first row. Heather just breezed past them, I guess she didn't think she'd need anything like that. She went straight to the B&D section. Her eyes lit up when she saw the paddles, whips and riding crops. She was running her fingers across the different surfaces of the paddles, feeling the thickness of the lashes on the whips, the flexibility of the crops. 

"Oh yes, just what I need," she said more to herself than me, "or should I say, what you need." I knew she didn't expect me to answer, so I just stared at all the goods on the shelves. I looked up when I heard footsteps coming down the aisle.

"Hi folks, you finding what you want?" It was the guy from the counter and he was as muscular and tall as I thought. He must have been about 6'4' and around 200 lbs.

Heather turned around at the sound of his voice. She gave him an appraising once-over. She must have liked what she saw, because her smile was back, from ear to ear.

"Hi there. I think I might have, but I'm still trying to decide on which one to buy. A friend of mine recommended this place. Do you know Erick? He sent us here, said he knows the owner," Heather said sexily.

"OH! You must be Heather. Erick called a while ago, saying you would be coming by and I am to take very special care of you. I am Geoff, I am so glad to meet you."

"How well do you know Erick?" Heather asked warily.

"All my life, we have been friends since we started school. We are closer than brothers, except for Derick, no one is closer to Erick than Derick."

"I found that out the hard way," Heather said with a slight blush.

"Geoff, this is my husband, Dave. What did Erick say about us? Mainly, how to address him and how we became friends?"

"He didn't say much, only to follow your lead. He also said you were different from any couple he ever met. So, is there anything at all I can assist you with today? I see you know what you are looking for."

"That sounds good to me. I need a paddle. It's for Panty Boy here," She said nodding toward me. "I see several here I like, but I can't get a good swing here in the aisle. I wish this was like a boutique, where I can try something on before I buy it."

"For the Panty Boy, eh? I do have a room in the back for, shall we say, sampling? This is only for special customers, of course. Would you like to try out a few of the paddles?"

Heather seemed almost giddy. "That would be grand. I never expected that. Where is it?"

"It's behind the video area," he said with a grin. "Grab a few paddles or whatever you want to try out and I'll be back in just a minute."

Heather picked out 3 paddles, a padded one about 3" wide covered in vinyl, a solid wood one with a high gloss finish, also about 3" wide and one shaped like a hand, black suede with white stitching, about 5" wide. Just as she started looking at nipple clamps, Geoff came back with a small box in his hand.

Holding up the box, he asked, "Made your selections, I see."

Heather looked up, giving his body the once over again, lingering on the bulge growing in is crotch. "Yes I have, they all have a good quality to them as well as a drawback. Guess I'll have to take them out for a test drive," Heather said with a grin.

"Well, if this is all you want to try out, I'll take you to the back room. Just follow me," He said with just as big a grin.

He led us to the back corner of the store. He punched in a code on the panel next to the door. It was dimly lit, but I recognized the atmosphere and smell right off. In my younger days I had frequented many adult stores, I knew what they were and what happened in those little booths, but to my knowledge, Heather had never been to one.

There were 4 or 5 guys hanging around, all nasty looking, big bellies, unshaven, greasy hair, just foul looking. They all looked at us as we walked by, leering would be a better word.

We went down a short hallway to another door. This room was much nicer, brightly lit, a couch, a nice chair, and then I noticed the big X, with cuffs on the 4 ends and a pummel horse with cuffs attached. There was also something that looked like steps next to the horse, so someone could climb on, I suppose.

Geoff opened the box he was carrying. "Before you get started, I have to wrap the paddles. The Health code says if anything touches the skin below the waist, I can't sell it to anyone else." He pulled 3 baggies out, gallon sized I'd say, and proceeded to cover the business end of the paddles, finishing off with rubber bands around the handles. "I'll leave you to your testing now, I'll be right over here. I have to be present, to make sure the bags stay on, otherwise I could get a big fine or even lose my license. I'm sure you know what you're doing, but if you need any help, I'm right here," he said with a hint of hope and lust in his voice.

"You're so sweet, but are you sure you should leave the shop unattended?"

"Not to worry, I locked the door and flipped the closed sign. This is the slow part of the day."

"Thank you, Geoff; I'll let you know if I need anything. Just sit back & enjoy the show." Turning to me, she said, "Well, Bitch, you did all you could to make this happen. I hope you still feel that way when we leave. Strip. NOW!"

I only had 3 items to remove, so they were off in a flash and I was on my knees. She walked behind me and used her foot to push my shoulders forward so I was on all fours.

I heard Geoff snickering behind me. "He really is a panty boy, isn't he?"

"Oh yeah, and he's my little Bitch. He is usually a very good bitch, but he got out of hand this morning." As she was saying that, she was pulling my panties up so they were in my ass crack. "Geoff, would you bring the red one? Feel free to make yourself comfortable while we're in here. I for one wouldn't mind seeing that broad chest you're hiding under that shirt."

I heard some rustling, then footsteps. An awkward silence was broken by Heather muttering, oh yes, nice so firm, mmmmm. This is to thank you for getting the paddle, then soft mmmm again. I heard the unmistakable sound of a paddle slicing through the air. I braced for the impact, but it didn't come. Again I heard the sound, again, nothing. I realized she was taking a few practice swings. The next one wasn't a practice swing though. It caught me off-guard, stinging like hell and sending me forward on my belly. I let out a howl as I grabbed my ass.

"Damn," Heather muttered, "This won't do at all, not at all."

"Do you want a different paddle," Geoff offered, hoping for another thank you from Heather.

"It's not the paddle," She said with disgust, "It's him falling down and whining. I know how to fix the whining, but the other .....?"

"If I may be so bold, why don't you use the horse," Geoff offered. "I'll show you how it works. It's easy to use and you won't have to bend over, although I wouldn't mind seeing that again."

Heather let out a soft giggle. "I can see you are enjoying the view. Yes, please show me how the horse works."

Geoff went to the horse and moved the steps up against it. Walking back to me, he grabbed my hair and led me, crawling up the steps. He stopped me when my knees were on the middle step. The top step folded out and he pushed my shoulders forward, so my belly and chest rested on the step. Lastly, he took one wrist at a time and cuffed me to the horse.




Cuckold Chronicles: Erick Ch. 02



"There you go," he said, "It's that simple. Give it a whirl now, see if that's better for you."

I heard the swishing again, but once more, the 3rd one connected. I tried to remain silent but a low grunt escaped my lips.

"OH, this is so much better. Come over here stud, let me thank you properly," she cooed.

I heard the sounds of clothing moving, kissing and heavy breathing. They were whispering so I only heard bits & pieces of what they said. "God, it feels so big and hard. Tits..beautiful...not there...sore...yeah...Erick...Derick.

Then another swat surprised me. I yelled out in pain. I knew I was in trouble as soon as it happened. A hand grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. Heather was staring at me, not too happily either.

"Are you trying to embarrass me?" She growled. "If this is too much or too hard, you know what to say. I tried to do this the nice way, now I have to find something to keep you from making noise."

While she was scolding me, I got another swat, not near as hard as Heather's had been.

"Geoff sugar, would you get the wooden one? I think this padded one is too soft on his ass."

"Of course Darlin', here it is."

She let loose of my hair and then WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! No warm up, no warning, and I let out a gasp, but didn't yell.

"He keeps breaking the mood with his whining," Heather complained. "Geoff would you be willing to help me gag him, so he can't make any more noise? I don't like using gags on him, since his mouth & tongue are the only thing he's good for in bed. I need you to put your big hard cock in his mouth to silence him. Would you do that for me? It really excites me to watch that and I'm pretty sure you'll find it enjoyable as well."

"I'd love to help. I don't have a problem with a panty boy sucking my cock, especially knowing it is turning on his beautiful wife. I only ask that you be the one to put it in his mouth."

Heather smiled and took Geoff by the hand. They walked around in front of me. He was only wearing a pair of shorts and underwear. Heather's dress was unbuttoned to the waist. I could see she was wearing one of those shelf bras, just support, leaving the nipples exposed, which were very hard. They kissed very deeply, running their hands all over each other's bodies. Geoff took his time licking and kissing her breast. Then it was Heather sucking on his nipples, working her way down to his belly. She went to her knees and unsnapped his shorts, pulling both garments down and off his feet. My eyes got big when I saw the size of this guy and I'm sure I heard Heather gasp. He had to be at least 9 maybe 10" long and as thick as her wrist. She looked so sexy, kneeling there, looking up at him. She gave his cock a quick lick and kiss, then stood up. She gave him another slow deep kiss.

She was stroking his cock as she turned toward me. Smiling, she pulled him to me by his cock. When he was in position, she grabbed my hair so I couldn't move. I started to open my mouth but was met by his semi hard cock, slapping my face, first one side, then the other, then between my eyes with a couple of taps on my nose. Finally, she pressed it to my lips. His hands had been on her breast the whole time she was humiliating me with his cock.

She gave him one more kiss, then told me, "This is your gag. You're not here to be a cock sucking cum slut. That might come later though. We'll let you know if we want you to finish him off."

With that, she went back behind me and started her testing again.

Geoff had his big hand lightly grabbing my hair, slowly fucking my face.

Heather had switched to the black hand. My ass was getting rather sore. I figured I gotten about 30 swats in all, not all had been as hard as the first few, but I was very red back there. I think Heather was preoccupied watching Geoff's cock slide into my mouth. I think she had made her decision on which paddle she wanted, because she came and started kissing Geoff again.

She pulled him away from me and sank to her knees. She took him about ½ ways on her first gulp. She was licking, kissing and sucking his cock like a woman possessed. His hips were bucking to keep up with her.

She backed off, looked up at him and asked, "You're close, aren't you?"

Geoff could only grunt something that sounded like yes.

Heather got up behind him and guided him in front of me again. She took his hand and put it on his cock. She stepped to the side and kissed him, whispering, "Coat the slut's face with it. Show me what you got Baby." She went back to kissing his nips, biting sucking, pinching, making him moan even more. His hand was a blur as he coerced his hot seed out. He pushed Heather away and steadied himself.

"This is it, Baby, here it comes. Oh, oh, YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAh!!!!!!"

When he pushed her away, Heather took up the position I have seen several times before. One hand massaged his balls, the other grabbing my hair and pulling my head back and down, so my face was pointing up. 

The first shot was just over my right eye, followed by one to the cheek. Then he aimed for my forehead, catching me with a string from my nose to my hairline. He was losing some of the force from his shots, but still had enough to hit my left eye and cheek. He got the last full shot in my mouth. He took a deep breath and pulled Heather in for a serious kiss. Heather took his cock and wiped the last drops from his cock on my nose. I was a cum soaked mess, that's for sure. Heather dropped to her knees and sucked up what little was left, giving his wilting cock a loving kiss before standing back up.

She looked at me and gave a little chuckle before starting to release my wrist. "Did you enjoy that? I have a feeling you did. Get dressed. Leave your "make-up" on, try not to get any on your shirt. Then get over here and dress him. Go."

I scurried to my clothes as fast as my poor sore knees would let me. I felt how hot my ass was as I fixed my panties and pulled up my shorts. Since my shirt was a pull-over, I had to go slow because of the mess on my face. I grabbed his shirt which had been thrown on the couch and hurried back to them, embraced in another deep kiss. Heather took his shirt as I was back on my knees, pulling up his underwear and shorts.

"I think I'll take the Black Hand," Heather said almost dreamily, as she buttoned her dress back up. "Thanks for everything, Geoff, I'll let Erick know you took very good care of us. By the way? What was that area we passed through to get back here. Why were those nasty guys just hanging around?"

"Those are our video booths," he explained. "People can come in and watch videos in private booths. They're all adult films. There is one of each of the seven different themes for porn movies. We change out the videos every week."

"Seven themes?"

"Sure, MF, MM,FF,MFM,FMF and Facials, which includes blow jobs. Oh, and Orgies. The customers have to buy $5 worth of tokens to get in here. I buzz them in from the counter. Each booth has a machine that takes tokens. A token will show whichever film you want for 15 minutes. Four of the booths are singles, the last one is for couples, it's a little bigger. Haven't you ever been to a video booth before?"

"No, I haven't. I've heard of them, but never near one. The adult store back home doesn't have one. Can I see what the big fuss is about? Is it safe for me to go into one of the booths?"

"I've known all these guys for years, but I'll have a chat with them, just in case. I'll put you in the couples booth with a token."

I finally decided to speak up. "Can I clean my face now?"

Heather looked at me and laughed. "Not quite yet. Let's let them see you like that. Let them wonder what we have been doing back there. Besides, it might give them something to jerk off to later."

Geoff motioned to the door and took Heather's hand. I brought up the rear. We took the few steps back to the booths. Geoff told them we very special friends of his and we were not to be bothered. I could see all of them gawking at Heather, then smiling when they saw my face. Geoff led us to the end of the row of booths. We stepped inside. It was like I remembered. The machine for the tokens, a small 13" TV, a box of tissues and as I feared; a glory hole.

"Why is there a hole in the wall," Heather asked naively?

Geoff explained, "That's a glory hole, for anonymous blow jobs, either giving or receiving. That's why the guys hang around, some to get and some to give."

"God! That is so hot!" Heather exclaimed. "Let's check out a movie. I want a MFM."

Geoff dropped in a token and sat down on the bench, patting the bench next to him, indicating where he wanted Heather to sit. My bottom was still too sore to sit, so I just kneeled in the corner. The movie came on, somewhere in the middle I suppose, because it went straight to some action. After a few minutes, I saw her hand slide onto his lap. He was already groping her tits. Her dress was unbuttoned past her waist. They started kissing, then I saw Heather whisper in his ear. He whispered something back and got up and left the booth. As soon as he left, Heather took off her dress and handed it to me, grinning.

Geoff stopped in his tracks when he walked back in. Heather had scooted down the bench. Now her back was against the wall with the glory hole.

Geoff had a shit eatin' grin on his face. "Not too sore from last night?"

Heather replied, "Well, yes I am, especially for a monster like yours. I was hoping you would show me how good you are with your tongue while I watch the show. Tongue only though, no fingers. I really am sore."

Just as Geoff stripped and knelt down between her legs, the light came on in the next booth. I can't say I was surprised at this turn of events, between what we had just done and with what was going on beside me. Heather had positioned herself so she would have a good angle to watch both shows, the one on the TV and the one I was about to star in. 

She looked at me and smiled, just as a short fat cock poked through the hole. She nodded at the cock and I went to work. There was no build up, no teasing, just straight to sucking off a stranger while she was being eaten by someone we just met an hour ago. She was in heaven, Geoff was making her squirm, eliciting a moan from time to time.

She reached over and stroked my hair. "Take his load in your mouth and show it to me."

I doubled my efforts and got the result she wanted. I turned and opened my mouth, showing her the white goo. She smiled and nodded. I swallowed the load and leaned back. She reached down and grabbed Geoff's hair, riding his tongue harder. Another cock poked through, so I couldn't watch her for a minute or so. This guy was quick on the trigger. Only about a minute of sucking and he was done, pulling out before he was finished shooting, hitting a shot on my chin. Heather thought that was funny.

I leaned back and asked her, "Do they know I'm the cock sucker?"

Between gasp, she was able to say, "Yes, but they know I'm watching. That must be very exciting to them. Now back to work, you have another customer."

The next cock to come through was very small and thin. I had just started my ministrations when I heard Heather gasp for air. I looked at her and saw she was stiff, pinching her own nipple. I've seen it enough times to know when she has an orgasm, and this was a good one.

The guy must have heard her because he started shooting right then. I showed her what I had in my mouth and swallowed. 

It wasn't long before another came in. This was the biggest yet, and the only black one. I don't think Heather has ever had a black cock. I know she hasn't since we've been married. She reached out and stroked it a few times, then guided it to my mouth.

I began licking it, then slipped it in. In less than minute, he pulled out of my mouth and the hole. The we all heard a deep voice say, "Just keep your fucking mouth open Bitch."

Just the head was sticking through, so I leaned in and opened my mouth wide. We could hear him beating off through the wall. After a minute or so, he grunted and filled my mouth to over flowing. I had to swallow, but he kept shooting, adding to all Geoff's cum coating my face.

The light went off next door, so I thought I was finished. 

Heather looked at my face, laughing and shaking her head.

"You really are a cum slut. You should see yourself." Turning to Geoff, she said, "Do you want to use him again. I owe you something for the great job did on my tender pussy."

"No, Sugar, I'm fine, but are you going to make him go back to the resort like that?"

"No, I think he's been punished enough. I do need to get him cleaned up a bit though. Stand up Geoff. Get over here Slut."

I was kneeling in front of a naked Geoff again. Heather took his cock and started rubbing it all over my face, then putting it in my mouth to clean. She repeated this 4 times before she was satisfied.

We all got dressed and left the booth. Just as we were about to go back in the store, Heather remembered the paddles.

"Don't worry," Geoff said, "I'll get them. You can look around the store till I get back."

He was back in a flash, having taken the bags off the paddles in the other room. "Here you are," he said with a smile, "Do you want to look around some more?"

"No, we really need to get going. You have been wonderful." Turning to me, she gave me the paddle and said, "Pay the man and be sure to thank him for all he did for us." I followed him to the counter. As he rang up the sale, I was thanking him for his time and for his cum. I even thanked him for eating my wife's pussy and setting it up for me to be the cum bucket for his friends. That was one of the most humiliating things she has ever made me do. And I loved it.

He walked us to the door. Just before he unlocked it, he pulled Heather in for one last kiss. Then he flipped the sign around to open and walked back to the counter.

We walked out into the warm sunshine. I took Heathers hand as we walked down the street. We had gone a short way without talking. We were strolling through a small park on our way to the beach, when I pulled her into my arms and kissed her in a soft, yet sensual way.

"You have no idea how much I love you," I whispered. "That was so exciting for me. It looked like you enjoyed it as well."

She led me over to a bench so we could sit, rest and talk. "I wasn't sure if you liked what we did. I love you so much, and I think you just showed me how much you love me. I was afraid I went too far with the booth. I love this lifestyle you led me into, but I would give it all up today if it caused a problem with our marriage, you know that, right?"

"Yes, I do. I want to continue like we've been doing. I do have a slight problem though. I don't want to go shopping and sight-seeing with dried cum on my face and a very sore ass. It hurts sitting here right now."

Tears were forming in her eyes, "OH MY GOD! I hurt you? I'm so sorry. Let's go back to our room. I'll find some salve; I'll put lotion on you. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me."

"Whoa, slow down," I said, pulling her into my arms. "It's just discomfort, like you have today. I loved what you did. As you said earlier, I could have stopped it anytime I wanted. The only thing that could have made it better was to have been ordered to clean Geoff's cum from your pussy. I'm fine, really."

"Really? Are you sure you're ok? I agree, I would have liked to watch you clean me up and I did think about trying it, but even his tongue was too much for me. Ok then, let's head back to the resort and relax in the pool, that should help your poor red ass. There's just one more thing you have to do when we get back to end your punishment. I'll explain in the cab," she said with a smile.

We hailed a cab and went back to the resort. As we were going through the lobby, Heather pulled me into the lounge.

There were about a dozen people scattered around at tables. We went to the end of the bar to what have become our regular stools. Erick got a huge smile when he saw us. Heather took her seat, I just leaned on the bar, preferring to stand, for obvious reasons. Without asking, Erick brought us our drinks, Rum Runner for me, a Bahama Mamma for Heather.

"Thank you so much for introducing us to Geoff," Heather gushed, "He is something else. My cum slut here has something to say to you, then we need to chat for a minute."

I was staring down at the bar and started to talk when Heather put her finger under my chin and pulled my face up. "I'm sorry for the way I acted this morning. You were right to speak to me that way. To make it up to you, I'd like you to come to our room tonight when you get off work. You can punish me with my Mistress' new toy and I'll suck your cock if you like."

Whispering so the other people in the bar couldn't hear, he said, "I'm not surprised that you would offer to suck my cock. Anyone that looks at you can see the dried cum on your face. Geoff called and told me about your antics at his store. He wouldn't tell me everything, said a gentleman doesn't kiss-N-tell. Thanks for the offer, but I have plans for tonight, so maybe another time."

He turned to Heather and smiled at her. Heather spoke first, "About tonight. I have to cancel; I'm going to spend some quality time with my husband. We'll be here 3 more days, I'm sure we can get together before we leave. Oh, by the way, it will be Mr., Stanton and I here tomorrow; my bitch has the day off. His offer for tonight still stands if you like, but I will only be a spectator. Interested?"

Erick took a deep breath. "You guys really are like no other couple I've ever met. It is so clear you guys love each other and you know and respect each other's desires and limits. I'll leave you two to each other tonight. I do understand about tomorrow, but for right now, can I get the cum slut another Cum Runner?



Cuckold Chronicles: Erick Ch. 03



Cuckold Chronicles: Erick; Ch. 3

 AKA; Sex on the Beach

We left the bar and headed up to our room. On the elevator ride to our floor, Heather surprised me with a very tender kiss. No words were spoken, just an understanding that developes between two people who have been together a long time.

While I was unlocking the door, she was rubbing her hand across my ass, almost in a soothing gesture. We went inside and she made a show of taking her new paddle and hanging it in the closet, in plain view. She then gave me the biggest shock of the day. She told me to strip, completely and lay down on the bed. While I was doing that, she stripped to just her panties. She gave me a soft kiss and told me to nap with her, and then we could go to dinner.

Before she joined me in bed, she picked up the house phone and called the bar. She smiled that award winning smile at me while she waited for an answer. I guess someone answered because she said, "Erick? This is Heather."

"Well hello sexy lady, I didn't expect to hear from you again today."

"I just wanted to let you know, our panty clad bitch has been through enough today. We're going to rest up a bit then have dinner and relax. No more playing for us tonight. I hope you understand, you have been wonderful and I don't want to hurt or disappoint you, if you were expecting something tonight."

"Heather, you & Dave are some of the most down-to-earth people I have ever met. I'm not upset at all. I do understand you've had a long day. It would be my honor if you would allow me to treat the two of you to dinner tonight, no strings, nothing in return, just my way of saying Thank you for last night & maybe a chance to see you again."

"You are so sweet. You don't have to buy us dinner to see me again, I wouldn't dream of leaving this island without getting together with you one more time {or two} he-he."

"Heather, please, let me do this, I really want to."

"Well, if you insist, can you make the reservation for around six? Maybe set up a call around 5 to make sure we're awake?"

"Of course, I guess I'll see you guys tomorrow then."

"I'd count on it Tiger. Thanks again, Lover, I'll talk with you soon."

Heather hung up the phone and climbed into bed. She spooned up against me and we drifted into a restful sleep.

I was brought back to the world by the phone ringing. It was the front desk letting me know it was 5 o'clock. As we dressed, Heather told me about Erick paying for dinner as a thank you for last night. I thought about mentioning the fact this was an all- inclusive resort and we didn't have to pay for dinner, but I decided to keep that to myself for the time being. 

We were met by the Maitre'd as we entered the dining room. After hearing who we were, we were given the royal treatment. It was a fabulous meal, great wine and drinks. Erick apparently has some pull with the place.

After dinner, we decided to check out the nightclub on the resort grounds. It was rather busy, but not my kind of music. We sat & had a few drinks. Eventually, a brave young man came over and asked me if he could ask my wife to dance. I thanked him for his manners and discretion and told him it was fine with me if she wanted to. Heather was already standing up and grabbing the guy's hand. That started the pace for the night. Heather must have danced with at least 10 different men, slow dance, fast dance and line dance; she seemed to be having a great time. 

It was getting rather late so I asked Heather if she was ready to go back to the room, she agreed, she was getting tired. I got the waitress' attention and asked for our check. She told me it had already been taken care of. Still surprised, I left a generous tip and we went to our room. {note: Alcoholic drinks are extra on cruises and even at all-inclusive resorts}

We woke up Friday morning a bit hung over. We went to breakfast and planned our day. I'll never forget the look on Heather's face as a dolphin pulled her across the lagoon. I went snorkeling on the reef while Heather went para-sailing. We ended this perfect day with a dinner cruise at sunset.

As I unlocked our door, I saw an envelope on the floor, inside the room. It was addressed to us, Mr. & Mrs. Stanton. The envelope was handwritten in calligraphy. I handed it to Heather as I got undressed. She opened it up and had a confused look on her face, then she smiled a little. "Honey, what does Hedonic mean?" she asked.

"It comes from one of the Greek gods", I said. "It means to do anything that feels good, pleasure comes first, consequences come second. As we said back in the '60's, if it feels good, do it".

Her smile got bigger. "In that case, this sounds very interesting. Here, read this."

I took the paper and got a shock from the contents.

You are cordially invited to a private Birthday celebration

In Honour of Jeremy Wilkes

Hosted by the Hedonic Society of St Thomas

Saturday, June 30th, 2012

To be held on Mr. Wilkes private island. Boats will be departing

Every 30 minutes starting at 9 AM from Bluebeard's Marina.

You must present this invitation to board a boat.

Dress is beach casual and swim suits are optional.

Call 340-775-6969 to RSVP

Heather was still smiling as I handed her back the invitation. "Well, I guess we have a party to go to tomorrow. I know it's late, but I'll try to RSVP now, then we can get some sleep."

The effect of the late hour and the drinks I had, knocked me out as soon as my head hit the pillow. I'd find out later the extent of her call to confirm our attendance at the party. My last clear thought was; who invited us? 

Heather must have set up a wake-up call because I was startled back to life by the phone. My lovely bride was already in the shower. I ordered some breakfast from room service and looked at the clothes Heather had laid out for me. They looked like normal men's clothes, shorts, a slip over polo shirt, deck shoes and a pair of pink panties. I saw she had a small bag with a change of clothes in it for herself. I knew something was up when I saw the collar and leash in there as well.

We ate breakfast and grabbed the last few things we thought we'd need. I called the front desk and asked for a taxi. Heather scooped up the invitation and we headed out.

The cab was waiting for us, so we climbed in. I told the driver where we were heading, he nodded and off we went. It was about a 10 minute ride and I was paying the driver. As we walked down the main pier, we saw signs pointing the way to the "Wilkes Party". I didn't know why, but they had a couple of booths set up, almost like a registration area of sorts.

We went to an open table and Heather told them our names. After handing them the invitation, the girl handed her a clipboard and asked her to make sure all the information was correct. Heather was smiling even more as she told the girl it was fine.

She then gave Heather a small bag and told us she hoped we had a good time at the party.

We had a few minutes before the next boat pulled in, so we sat and Heather looked in the bag. She pulled out some wrist bands and looked at them. After reading a paper that was in the bag, she reached over and took my hand.

"If I understand this right, this gold band means we are married," she told me as she put one on my wrist. As she put a matching one on her own wrist, she compared the other two bands in her hand, then she started laughing. "This one is for you," she said through her continued giggling. "Notice the solid chain on it? That means you only play with me. Mine on the other hand has a broken chain on it. That means I am free to play with whomever I like. Isn't that thoughtful? I'll show you the rest of this on the way, here comes the boat now."

I was impressed with the boat we were to take to the island. It looked to be about a 38' Sea Ray, very sleek and well taken care of. There were only 8 of us, so there was plenty of room. A young woman, maybe around 20, in a very skimpy bikini made the rounds serving drinks. While we waited for drinks, Heather reached into the bag and pulled out a collar. It had a tag hanging from it I wasn't able to read and something green on the back. Heather reached back in the bag and took out a key on an elastic band, which she slipped around her ankle. It had a neon green "38" on it. 

Heather leaned forward and gave me a light kiss on the lips. "OK, Honey, this is it. I'm sure you've figured out what kind of a party this is. I found out last night when I called to confirm. We have a lot of options right now. If you want to just watch everyone, that's fine. If you want to go back to the resort, that's fine, I'll go with you. If we stay you have to let me know what you expect. This collar shows you are someone's submissive. This tag says "WPO", that means "With Permission Only". No one will touch you without asking my permission. I have the only key to your collar. Now that you have all the facts, I'll leave it up to you, put the collar back in the bag and we go back to the resort, no problem. If you put the collar on, you know what will happen, just not with whom. I love you Darling, that can't change, but the ball is in your court." Heather sat there with the collar dangling from her fingers, waiting for my decision. I took it from her hand and studied it. It wasn't a strong lock, more symbolic than anything else. I leaned in and kissed her gently, then clicked it into place around my neck.

Just about then, the girl brought our drinks and handed Heather a slip of paper.

Heather looked surprised, but thanked the girl. "It seems someone wants to see us, in the forward cabin, wherever that is. Guess we ought to go see what is going on."

Finding the stairs wasn't hard, after all, there's only one down stairway on the boat. There were 4 doors in the short hall. The first was marked as the restroom, the other 2 were probably smaller rooms. We went straight to the door at the end. Heather knocked on the door and we waited for the mystery to unfold.

When the door opened, there was silence on our part. When the initial shock wore off, Heather squealed, "Erick!" and jumped into his arms. She pushed him back quickly, looking him up and down. "You are Erick, right?"

"Yes, it's me," he said laughingly, "Come on in, I've missed you."

He took her by the hand and guided her into the room. He put her hand on his shoulder while he pulled her into a deep kiss.

Taking a break from the kiss, he whispered, "I'm so glad you could make it. I'm sure you're going to enjoy yourself today. I'm not so sure about the Limp Dick, but most people don't forget this party."

Heather turned to me while rubbing his crotch, "Speaking of limp dicks, Strip!"

I quickly got out of my clothes while they undressed each other.

Heather was sitting on the bed with Erick standing in front of her. While he was playing with her tits, she was stroking his cock. She looked over at me and motioned for me to come over. She had me stand next to Erick.

"Now, this is a cock, nice long and hard." Looking up at Erick, she smiled as she took him in her mouth. "Would you like to see why I have to find hard cocks?" Without waiting for an answer, she told me, "Pull down your panties, Bitch!"

They both started laughing when I exposed my tiny skinny 3" dick.

Holding his cock in one hand, she slipped her pinky finger under my small limp member, bouncing it up and down.

Heather pushed me away and went back to sucking his cock.

Erick leaned down and kissed her again. "As good as that feels, we need to talk about the party and we only have about a ½ hour before we dock. Let's lay down while we chat. Maybe the panty boy can take care of us at the same time. I really do want you right now, but I think you should keep yourself nice and fresh for the party."

As they were lying down, Heather sounded confused as she asked, "How do you know so much about this party? OH, I get it now, you're the one that sent the invite, didn't you?"

E: "Yes, I slid it under your door last night. Panty Boy, suck my cock while we talk. Just suck, don't try to make me cum, YET! OK, here's the story. This is the #1 party of the year on the island. This is my boat, well actually, mine & Derick's. We own 5 of them; we rent them out to the tourist. The Society rented all of them for today. Did you understand everything in your welcome package?"

H: "I think so, but I guess I'll find out as I go."

E: "Mostly you do what you want with whomever you want. There is basically only one rule, NO MEANS NO! If you're not interested in someone, just tell them. If they persist, just say something to one of the monitors, they are the ones serving drinks."

H: "So people are just fucking everywhere? On the beach? Anywhere they want?"

E: "If they want, but most people use the main house or one of the guest bungalows. The house has 5 bedrooms, plus the den, which is used for groups if you want to join an orgy."

H: "What about the little cocksucker here? What does he do? "

E: "That's up to you. You can keep him with you, or put him in "The Pit". That is where all the subs wait for someone to give them an order."

H: "From what I read, no one can use him unless I give permission, right? I don't want some guy thinking he can butt fuck my bitch."

E: "That's right, but a lot of people, both men and women, might want someone to clean them after they have had some fun. That's when they have to find you. Maybe you should keep him with you until you are more comfortable with the situation."

H: "OK, now tell me about the guy having the party." 

E: "Sure, his name is Jeremy Wilkes and he owns the largest plantation on the island. He is the founder of The Society here. He grows pineapple, bananas, kiwi, and sugarcane. He's a great guy, very nice and polite. You would never know he is so rich by the way acts and treats people."

H: "I think I'm ready to face the party now. Let's take care of you then we will go back on deck. Bitch, get down on the floor on your knees. Erick, stand in front of him."

Heather got out of bed and knelt down beside Erick, facing me. She took his cock and gave it a few licks and kisses, then pointed it at me. She softly ran it over my lips, then across my cheek, down to my chin. She rubbed it a bit harder across my nose, my eyes and my forehead. She brought it back to her mouth, smiled at me, then slapped my cheek with his cock, then the other one. Trying to suppress her laughter, she stood up and kissed him again. She looked down and hissed at me, "Finish him off, on your face. Let's make sure everyone knows what you are when we get off this boat." Turning to Eric, she whispered, "Let me know when you are going to cum, I want to watch you coat his face."

While Erick held my head, I saw Heather's hand slide into her panties. She was kissing Erick's shoulder and back. "Get ready," he growled as he pulled her hand out and wrapped it around his cock. Both of them were stroking fast, when he stopped and aimed. I was quite literally coated with his spunk. It dripped off my eyebrows, my nose and down my cheek. While he got over the tenderness on his cock, Heather was kissing him, rubbing her pussy against his hip. When he was ready, she used his cock to smear his cum all over my face, then had me lick it clean. Heather starting giggling as she got dressed. She stopped me from dressing and whispered something to Erick. She went to her purse and got something out. She walked back to me and started writing something on my forehead. Then she wrote something on each cheek. My belly was next, followed by something all over my back. Erick took from her what I now saw was a tube of lipstick. He wrote something on my chest, then added something to what Heather had written on my cheeks. Through their laughter, she managed to tell me to look in the mirror. I walked over to the in-suite bathroom. There on my forehead, written in red lipstick, I saw the word "Bitch". On my cheeks, were the words, "Cum Hole", with the sign for male on one cheek and the sign for female on the other. My chest said "Clean Up Slut". My belly said "Limp Dick ", with an arrow pointing down. I tried but couldn't see what was on my back. Erick laughed and told me it said "I BELONG TO HEATHER # 38" and "Panty Boy", just above my panties.

I started to dress when Erick stopped me.

Turning to Heather he said, "You know the boat is slowing down to dock, I can hear the change in the engine. By the time we get back on deck, they will be mooring. Once we dock, you are officially at the party. There isn't any reason for him to get dressed, unless you want him to." 

Heather smiled, picked up my clothes and headed out the door with Erick, leaving me in only my panties and my shoes.

I walked to the foot of the stairs just as they were going on deck.

I was a bit torn by my emotions. This was more than we had ever done. She had never humiliated me like this in public; in front of people we didn't know. I was torn between the shame, humiliation and excitement of it all. It was every fantasy I had ever had.

Heather looked down the stairs at me. Her look told me she understood what I was going through.

She gently asked, in a low tone, "Did I go too far? Do you want to say a special word?" I hesitated only a second before I slowly shook my head no. "Then get your panty ass up here."

She stepped down to the 1st step. When I got there, she pulled out the leash, clipped it on and led me on deck.

Erick was talking with a couple while the boat was being moored. They were an attractive couple, maybe around 40. Both had dark tans and it seemed like they kept themselves in shape. I heard a lot of giggling and snickering as I was led on deck. Heather went straight to Erick and gave him a big kiss.

The woman Erick was talking to smiled and said. "Staking your claim already, Erick? You didn't give the rest of us a chance with her, and who or what is this?" She nodded her head at me when she said that.

They all started laughing. Erick put his arm around Heather's waist. "Heather, this is Carrie and her husband Roger. I've known them forever." Addressing Carrie he added, "Guys, this is Heather and her husband Dave, but as you can see, he won't be called that today. They live in Florida and are my special guests for the party." Turning back to Heather he said, "I have to make one more run to the Marina, so I won't be back for about an hour and a half. I'm going to leave you in their capable hands while I'm gone. They can show you the lockers and introduce you around. When you meet Jeremy, make sure you tell him you're my special guest."

Carrie and Roger perked up when they heard the part about showing Heather around. Carrie stepped forward with a big smile, slipping her hands to Heather's waist, "I'd love to show you how capable my hands are, Honey," and leaning in to her ear, whispered, "And my tongue." She got in a quick kiss on the ear before Heather started pushing her back.

Heather gently pulled Carrie's hands from her waist and politely said, "I'm sure they are, but I prefer men. I've never even thought about being with a woman. However, this party is a first for me, so who knows what might happen, just don't expect anything in return from me. Besides, I'm hoping to get to know Roger a bit better before the day is over."

With those words, Roger stepped closer and kissed Heather, then Carrie, then back to Heather, gently at first, then increasing the kiss. Heather was giving as much as she was receiving. Roger was running his hands up & down her back. She was so caught up in the kiss, she didn't realize Carrie was kissing her shoulder and rubbing her ass. I have a feeling they have double teamed a woman like this before. 

As they broke the kiss, the Captain called out, "All Ashore!"

Erick stepped in and broke up the trio. He gave Heather one last kiss and led us off the boat.




Cuckold Chronicles: Erick Ch. 03



It was a short walk to the cabana that was serving as a Welcome Station. There was a row of portable lockers behind it. Heather led me over so we could check in & get our locker. Roger & Carrie did the same. We all picked a locker and Heather took off her clothes, revealing that green bikini that got her so much attention at the pool. She put all our clothes in, then pulled a short wrap-around out of her bag and tied it on, along with the Kino's she got on our last trip to Key West.

I heard a wolf whistle and looked over at Roger & Carrie. What a sight to behold. Roger was just wearing a pair of shorts, no big surprise there, but Carrie, only had the bottoms of a string bikini and some strap sandals. 

Roger held out both arms, asking, "Well Ladies, shall we head up to the house?"

Each lady filled an arm and put their arms around his waist. Heather held my leash in her other hand, so I just walked beside them. 

We followed the path up to the house. It was something to see. My first thought was it looked like the Doctor's house in the John Wayne movie, "Donovan's Reef"; 2 story. Veranda around, expanse of manicured lawn. We walked toward the sound of laughter and people talking, finding about 12 people, in various stages of undress, milling around the pool.

Roger & Carrie knew everyone there, so they introduced us to each one. There was a lot of checking out and handshakes lasting a little longer than necessary. 

It goes without saying; I was the topic of most of the intros. Heather made it clear that I was only there for clean-up duty. I was not there to cum or make anyone else cum without her permission.

Carrie suggested we see the inside of the house and find our host. On the way to the house, Carrie pointed out "The Pit". It was just off the pool with a few lounge chairs and a couple of odd shaped high backed chairs, all under a canopy.

Carrie took us to the den first. As we were looking around, a rather distinguished looking gentleman walked in. I could see Heather's interest perk up. He seemed to be in his late 40's maybe early 50's, brown hair with a touch of grey at the temple, standing a bit over 6'. He definitely kept himself in shape, tight abs and a little bulge on his biceps. I thought he looked a lot like Tom Selleck, but he seemed to have a glint in his eyes, almost mischievous. 

"I'm hoping to get you in here later Carrie," he said sexily.

"I wouldn't miss that for the world, you know that," she retorted. "Jeremy, I want you to meet some of your guest. This is Heather Stanton and her, ahem, husband, Dave. They are staying at the resort and are special guests of Erick's. He asked me to show her around and introduce her to you."

"Heather, so nice to meet you. You are very beautiful and sexy; I hope we can get together later." He kissed her cheek and took her hand, looking at her chain bracelet. He then turned to me and looked at my bracelet. He traced his fingers over all the writing on my body, smiling more and more as he did. He made a twisting motion with his finger, indicating he wanted me to turn. I heard a chuckle as he read my back, then felt him pull my shoulder to turn me back. He put his finger under my chin, so I had to look him in the eye. "I need to ask you some questions. You are to answer them truthfully. The primary law of the Society is no one, not even a submissive, should have to do something they don't want to do. I ask you now; do you willingly accept what has been done to you and what may be done to you while you are here?"

Yes, Sir," I answered meekly. "I know my wife loves me and would never do anything to harm me or our marriage. This is role play for us and I love it when she treats me like this. We also have a safe word if things get out of hand."

"Very good," he said, "I take it these words on you are what you are and what you should be called?"

I nodded slowly.

"Excellent!", I plan on using you as a clean-up slut several times before this day is done".

"Me too," Roger chimed in.

"Ditto," Carrie added.

"Judging by the dried cum on your face, someone has already used you".

"That is Erick's cum on his face, but I'm sure there will plenty more as the day wears on," Heather said smiling.

As we started to leave, Jeremy took Heather's hand. "Heather, I'd like you to meet someone. Stay here folks, this will only take a minute." Heather handed Carrie my leash and walked to the other side of the room with Jeremy. They talked a short while with a woman, then he came back, followed by Heather about 30 seconds later.

We finished the tour of the house and headed outside. There were now about 25 people around the pool. As we were heading to the main group, Heather pulled my leash, leading me toward "The Pit". She sat me down in one of those odd shaped chairs. I noticed that it was able to recline. I pushed the button and it went all the way back, almost laying me flat, with a headrest for support, I figured out why it was made this way. A woman could just walk over and straddle my face. 

"You know what is expected of you. Don't disappoint or embarrass me. If there is a problem, which I doubt, tell someone the word and send them to find me. I love you, don't ever forget that. One last thing, I want you to keep track of how many cocks and pussies you clean today." As she was saying that, she made the male sign on my right thigh and the female sign on my left, with the lipstick she had hid in her bikini. As an afterthought, she made one tally mark on my right thigh. "That's the one for Erick," she whispered, as she kissed my ear. She slipped the lipstick in my panties, kissed me lightly on the lips and with that; she headed to the group that Geoff was in. 

I popped the chair back up so I could look around. I was left to my thoughts while waiting for my 1st, I guess "customer" would be as good a word as any, when an older woman came over and sat down beside me. She didn't seem to fit in with the rest of the crowd. She was maybe 60 or so, a little extra padding and wearing a one-piece bathing suit. 

"Hi. I'm Samantha, Sam for short. I'm your monitor, escort or whatever else you want to consider me, for the day. If you need anything, let me know. The bathroom is right here in the changing room, go whenever you need to, but do not wash your face. I know it gets hot out here, so if you'd like to take a dip in the pool, that's fine, but once again, your face cannot go underwater. Since it's almost noon, I figure we're going to be stuck with each other for about 10 hours, so we might as well be friends, right?"

"I'd like that, Sam, looks like I might need a friend today. I'm Dave, but I suppose you know what to call me. Can I ask you a few questions? I understand most of what is going on here, but some things aren't clear."

S: "Ask away. Since I'm not playing today, I'll call you Dave when we're alone. I'll use your other names when someone comes up to use you. Fair enough?"

D: "That's very good, I like it. I was told that if someone wanted something more from me that just a clean-up, they had to get Heather's permission. How will you know if they did that?"

S: "Jeremy asked me to monitor you today and he had me meet Heather while she was in the house. We have a password that only we know. She tells whoever asks the password, they tell me & allow them to do what they want. By giving me the word, Heather has already approved it. From what I gather, it would only be blow jobs and eating pussy, is that what you understand as well? I know the two of you have a safe word as well. If for any reason, you don't want to do something or you change your mind about this, tell me & I'll inform Heather."

D: "Sounds like you guys thought of everything."

S: "Well, this isn't our 1st rodeo you know. We've been doing this for a lot of years and you're not the 1st sub to be in "the pit".

D: "Sam? Can I ask a rather personal question? I don't want to offend you?"

S: "Let me guess. What's an old fat hag like me doing at a party like this?"

D: "I don't think you are fat nor do I think you're a hag. I do notice you don't exactly blend in with the rest of the crowd. What is your connection with this group?"

S: "That will have to wait a few minutes. You have work to do. Give me the lipstick."

I looked up and saw a muscular black man coming my way. His cock was swaying back & froth; semi hard, wet and slimy. I pushed the button & laid back, waiting. He unceremoniously just walked over and straddled the chair facing me. I pushed the button in and rose to meet him. He rubbed his cock across my face a few times before putting it in my mouth. While I was licking & cleaning, he turned to Sam.

"Sam! I heard you were here." He leaned down and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. "We've missed you. It's so nice to see you out & about again."

"Thank you BT, I've missed all of you too." Looking down at me, she said, "Looks like the Panty Boy is done. Be a dear and mark that you used him, not with your cock silly, with this lipstick."

They were both laughing as he stepped over to her. He made his mark & told her, "You know, whenever you're ready, you can have this "Black Thunder" anytime."

She reached up & gave his cock a squeeze and a light kiss. She looked wistfully into his eyes and gently pushed him away. Maybe it was my imagination, but she looked misty eyed. I was just about to ask her if everything was ok when she told me to recline. I looked over & saw Carrie & Geoff heading my way.

Carrie had a big grin on her face when she saw me looking at her. Even as they approached, I could see a stream of cum running down the inside of her thigh. Geoff's cock was as expected, covered in their combined juices. 

Just as BT did, Carrie just stepped over the chair and turned my head to lick the river of cum on her thigh. Geoff stood behind me and rubbed his slimy cock across my forehead and eyes, finally using my hair to finish. By now, Carrie had shifted, so I was lapping at her well used pussy. I heard talking but from my position, I couldn't see anything but Carrie's treasure box. Carries stood up and gave Sam a hug while Geoff shoved his cock in my mouth for a last bit of cleaning. Just as they we leaving, Geoff leaned to me and said loud enough for all to hear, "Next time I'm here, you'll be licking your wife's juices off me."

As their laughter died down, Sam had both of them make their mark. As they walked away, two men and a busty blond came up. 

She not only had cum dripping down her leg, she also had a healthy dose on her tits. I grinned, knowing I'd get to lick and suck on those lovely tits soon, only to clean them of course. She was cooing and grinding as I did my job, clearing away all the cum I could find. She moved and one of the guys took her place. Miss Busty, as I thought of her, reached over and pushed the button, making me sit upright. She was about to shove my face into her cum splattered breasts when Sam stopped her.

"Sorry, Becky," Sam said, "he might enjoy that too much. He is here for our pleasure, not his. Gene, come here. Scoop that cum with your cock and feed it to the cum slut. Don't worry, Beck, I'm sure you can find someone to lick off the rest."

Becky looked into Sam's eyes & leaned over to give her a kiss. "Are you offering," she said with a smile. "It's been a long time since we've had our fun."

"I'm not ready yet, but when I am, you'll be my first call. Now you 3 make your mark and get back to the party. Limp dick here has more work to do."

I looked back toward the pool and saw a line forming, waiting for me. It was one after another for the next 30 minutes. Some were gentle, some were rough, some were friendly and some were just blasé about it. One thing I noticed was that every single one knew Sam, welcomed her back and tried to get her to join in, yet she still declined. 

Another thing I noticed was I hadn't seen Heather yet. It had been over an hour. I was brought back from my musings by a commotion coming from the house. It sounded like cheering and a lot of laughter. I looked up and saw a crowd heading my way. There must have been about 12 naked people in the group. My earlier question was answered when I saw Heather in the front of the pack. She was being carried by Erick & Derick, leaning back; her hips were high so she was tilted back, her head hanging low. I saw the reason for the cheering and laughter. Roger was walking behind them, trying to keep his cock in her mouth while they walked. They carried her to me, holding her above my face, tilting her forward so she was upright. The amount of cum that flowed out was enormous. It was like pancake batter and a continuous flow, not coming out in gobs like the others I had seen today. From what I could see, the twins were taking turns kissing her while I was flooded. One would suck her tits while the other kissed her mouth, then they would switch, then Roger would step up, dropping his cock & balls on my face while he waited for a chance to kiss her.

Over all this, I could hear Jeremy laughing and telling Sam what happened. "Sam, you wouldn't believe this woman. She is a wildcat! She promised Erick he would be her 1st today, so she would only fool around until he got here. I have to tell you Sam, she is as good a cock sucker as you are. Well, a few of us thought we'd warm her up for him. At one time she had 6 of us tending to her. Thank God Erick showed up, I'm not sure any of us, including Heather could have waited much longer. So Erick shows up, it was a sight watching him walk across the room, throwing his clothes off as he walked. Without a word, we all moved away and he went right to it. They were crazy for 5 minutes, fucking like horny teenagers. They finished & then the rest of us joined in. That's a combo of Erick, Roger and Geoff he's drinking now. She also took 2 loads in her mouth. She finally said she needed a break. The rest of us did too. Now everybody listen up. It's time to eat. There are salads in the dining room if you like or we have ribs and burgers out here on the grill with all the fixings. Enjoy".

As he was walking away, he whispered something to Sam, then turned and kissed Heather; telling her not to overdo it before he got some time with her.

Sam turned to me and said, "We'll have about an hour before anyone else comes by. You must want a drink by now. I'll get us something to eat, what would you like?"

"A burger will be fine, onion, lettuce & mustard and could I have a beer, Bud if they have it"?

Sam smiled at me and nodded. As she got up she suggested I rest up because the party was just getting started. Sam was back faster than expected. I took a few bites of my food and thought this was a good time to try & get some answers about Sam's role here.

"Sam? Can we finish our discussion? I don't want to pry, but I've noticed you weren't happy a few times, rather sad actually. Exactly how do you fit in here? I understand if you don't want to talk about it."

S: "I guess I should start with the reason that I get sad from time to time, this is the 1st time I've been to a party without my husband. He died 18 months ago, on Christmas Day. Not exactly what I asked Santa for that year. He was Jeremy's best friend & business partner. He was also the co-founder of the Society here on the island. The reason you think I don't fit in is because of the way I look, right? You don't have to answer that, I know. I have been pretty much a recluse for over a year. I gained 50 lbs. and just let myself go and I wouldn't let anyone in. My husband Stan & I were very active at these parties. Everyone loved him. Anyway, I felt so bad about missing last year's birthday party, I couldn't stay away this year, even if I'm not ready to, as the kids say, "party down"? Last year was the 1st birthday party I had missed in Jeremy's life. I wasn't going to do that again. He knows I'm not ready to play, but is glad that I came. That's why he asked me to monitor you today. It's nice for me. I get to see all my old friends and when you're not busy, I get to chat with an attractive man, albeit a panty clad cum slut, but attractive nonetheless. Did that answer all your questions?"

D: "Most of them, yes. I'm so sorry for your loss, but it's good to see you back out among the living. I'm guessing you have known Jeremy all your life since you said you had never missed his birthday party or was that just a figure of speech?"

Sam started laughing, then composed herself. "You really don't know do you? I guess you wouldn't since you've been here all day. Jeremy is my little brother."

I was stunned, which is saying a lot after some of the adventures Heather & I had been on lately. "But he talked about how good you are at sucking cock? Is that from seeing you at a party?"

Sam was laughing again, harder this time. "You are so sweet and innocent. The answer is no, not from watching. In the Society, the only boundaries are age and consent. We do not condemn anything between consenting adults. Inter-racial, incest or sodomy is not looked down upon as long as both parties agree. We hold no judgments as to sexual orientation. An inside tip to you, animals are in very poor taste, even for us. Enough of this, you look like your sweating. Would you like a beer and maybe a dip in the pool, before things get started again?"

"That would be great, on both counts. Think I have enough time to relax in the pool, or should I come right back"?

S: "I don't know. We'll have to play that by ear. I'll have the beer brought to poolside. I'll come get you if you're needed. Remember: keep your face out of the water."

I nodded and got up, headed for the pool. I looked around at all the folks sitting around eating, every one naked. I thought to myself this must be how it is at a nudist colony. I spied Heather eating with 3 other couples under a big Kapok tree. It seemed to me the men were talking with the men & the women were sharing those womanly secrets that men will never understand. One of them noticed me looking and nudged Heather. She smiled; looked over and waved, then went back to her conversation. I sunk into the water, enjoying the coolness. I dipped my head back enough to wet my hair. 

I was enjoying the coolness of the water when I heard a noise behind me. I turned around and saw a small pail with 3 Budweiser on ice. Just as I started a fresh bottle, Sam called me over.

S: "Come on, Limp Dick, time to get back to work."

I picked up my pail and hurried back to my chair. A young black woman was standing there waiting for me. I sat down & reclined, but she pushed the button, pulling me back up. She leaned over and kissed me, hard, shoving her tongue in my mouth. I was caught off guard. I thought this was against the rules. It took me a second to realize she was shoving a load of cum into my mouth. I was swallowing more & more, then I invaded her mouth, searching for any cum still lingering there. When she was happy with my cleaning, she reached down & picked up my open bottle of Bud. She took a swig and said, "I had to get the rest of it washed down. Here's a little remembrance of me." As she was talking, she slipped the bottle into her pussy, ½ ways down the neck. She winked at me & walked away.

The flow of traffic was sporadic for the next couple of hours. Sometimes there was an hour between customers, (as I had come to think of them). Heather finally came back to see me late in the afternoon. She was with a guy I hadn't met. I could see her tits were covered in cum. I leaned back, but she stopped me, pulling back to a sitting position. She straddled my waist, facing me. She leaned in and gave me a very soft sensual kiss. When she broke the kiss, she mouthed "I love you", smiled devilishly, grabbed my hair and pushed my face into her slimy breast. I felt a presence and realized she was kissing him while she smeared his cum all over my face. She pushed the button making me fall away from her. Sam gave him the lipstick, he made his mark and they walked away, arm in arm. 




Cuckold Chronicles: Erick Ch. 03



I had no concept of time except for the position of the sun. It was getting lower on the horizon. I was just about to ask Sam how long these parties lasted when I saw Geoff coming toward us.

"Hey Sam," he said smiling at her, "Jeremy asked me to see if you'd like to come to the Rec Hall for the finale. I'm to bring the "cum slut" back with me. He says he understands if you aren't ready, but he would really like for you to stop by at least."

"Thanks Geoff," she answered, "I am ready to head home, but I wouldn't miss saying goodbye to everyone, especially Jeremy & my God-sons." She tucked the lipstick in my panties and headed towards the house.

Geoff smiled as he tugged on my leash, pulling me off the chair. He took his time leading me to the "Rec Hall". As we entered the big room, I immediately thought of ancient Rome & the legendary orgies. There were maybe 20 naked people all over the room in some sort of sexual activity. My own sweet Heather, the love of my life, seemed to be on center stage. The moans & groans from the room were a bit overwhelming.

Although most of the people were preoccupied with their partners, there were a few folks watching her with rapt attention. It was a sight to behold. Heather was lying down, half on her side. Erick & Derick were on either side of her head, offering her their cocks. Roger & some other guy were sucking on her tits. Jeremy was pounding her pussy for all he was worth. The big surprise was Carrie. Her head was at the junction of Heather & Jeremy, trying to lick her clit & his cock at the same time. BT was giving Carrie all he could. Heather was squirming and humping anything that touched her.

While I watched, a few people came over for a clean-up, but Geoff waved them off. It would seem I was finished for the day.

As if it was choreographed, Jeremy grunted and shoved in one last time. Heather came hard, very hard. She went limp. Carrie pulled back & took Jeremy into her mouth. The twins jerked off on her tits, still showing respect by not cumming on her face.  

It took about 10 minutes for everyone to gather their senses. Finally, Jeremy made the announcement it seemed everyone was waiting for. 

"Listen up, everyone. Things are starting to wind down, so why don't we all go in the pool & get cleaned up a bit. Can I have the 3 volunteers up here?"

I sat there & saw Miss Busty, the black girl with the mouth full of cum & another woman I didn't remember come up & stand beside Jeremy. "Our "cum slut" for the day needs to get cleaned up as well. Heather has given her permission for these 3 beautiful women to clean him up. Heather says she has had her fun, now they and he can do as they like. You hear that Limp Dick? You can play with them any way you want. We'll all meet back here in1/2 an hour for the closing ceremony."

Geoff took off my collar & tossed it to the side, along with the leash. He went over to help get Heather to the pool. I saw Carrie licking the cum off her tits and gently kissing her to share the gift from the twins. I guess Heather was coming around a bit because she responded to the kiss, nothing passionate, just sort of accepting and returning the kiss. Geoff picked her up and carried her out to the pool.

That only left me with the 3 beauties, so they each took a hand and Miss Busty grabbed my cock & led me to the shower. I enjoyed my freedom in the shower. For the 1st time in over 20 years, I kissed another woman with passion, not just cleaning out cum. Becky (Miss Busty) picked up a bottle of Witch Hazel from under the counter and all 3 of them started rubbing at the lipstick. That left my hands free to explore, and explore I did! They did their share of playing as well. All 3 took turns sucking my cock, not that it made me hard, but it sure did feel good. After they were done removing all the lipstick, they soaped me up real good with a body wash. Then I had the best experience ever. They didn't use wash cloths, they used their tits to lather me up, every inch of my skin. I was in heaven. Time was running short, so we all rinsed off, dried off and headed back to the "Rec Room".

Most of the guest were already in the room. Someone had brought the clothes from the lockers, so people were getting dressed. I saw Heather over by the wall being dressed by 3 guys. I said goodbye to my shower buddies and headed over to her. She had just finished thanking them with a good wet kiss each, when she saw me walk up. Her face lit up and she gave me a super-hot kiss. 

H: "Oh Baby, I had such a good time. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did."

D: "I sure did, but I'd like to get dressed too, if I'm allowed."

H: "Of course, but we didn't bring you any underwear, so you'll have to go "commando", I don't want my husband in panties."

My response was cut off by a bell being rung. Jeremy was standing on a small stool, in the middle of the room. 

J: "Can I have everyone's attention. I want to thank you all for coming here today. This has been a great birthday party. Before you head to the docks, I want to personally thank our special guest. Heather? Dave? Will you both come up here? Some of you may not know, but they are here on vacation. They live in Florida. They have been staying at the resort all week & they are flying home tomorrow. To show my gratitude for making this party special, I would like to invite you back next year, as my guest. You will be my guest at the resort, all expenses paid. I have a little pull over there; I think I can swing it."

The room broke into laughter at his last comment.

I stepped up a bit closer. Smiling, I said, "I guess that was an inside joke. I thank you for the offer and yes, I'm sure I speak for Heather; we'd love to come back next year. However I can't expect you to cover the cost of a week at the resort, it's a bit pricey."

Once again the room started laughing.

Through his smile, Jeremy was able to finally speak. "Dave this is why I like you two so much. You are down to earth folks. The joke, as you put it, is I own the resort. Maybe I understated when I said I have a little pull over there. Now I won't take no for an answer and you don't have to answer right now. We'll keep in touch, I do make some trips to the Mainland from time to time. Now we need to wrap up here. One last thing folks, you may have noticed that Heather was more familiar with Derick & Erik than she might have been with the rest of you. If you want to know why, ask Heather before she leaves. I asked the twins & they told me in confidence, to explain why they were at the party. If you want to know, it's up the Heather to tell. I didn't raise my boys to "Kiss and Tell", that's bad form."

H: "YOUR BOYS!!!? YOU'RE THEIR FATHER? 

The room was in hysterics with laughter. Derick and Erick came up to Heather, trying to hold her. She pushed them away, half-heartedly. 

Jeremy finally controlled his laughing enough to ask, "You're not really mad, are you?"

Heather allowed the boys to hold her, stood up straight and stared at Jeremy. With a determined glare, she said, "I get tricked into fucking the wrong brother, seduced into fucking both at the same time, and now deceived into fucking their Father along with the two of them. I guess you 3 think I'm your family slut or something to pass around so you can get your rocks off. Well, Mr. Jeremy Wilkes, I have just one question for you!"

J: "I'm sorry you're upset Heather. We meant no harm. What is your question?"

With a smile, Heather said, "Do you bring these two studs with you, when you come to Florida?"



Cuckold Chronicles: Erick



Heather's hips were moving more and more. I noticed a little movement from her hand and saw she had wrapped her fingers around his cock, gently stroking it. Erik bent over and kissed her again, whispering in her ear, " I really am sorry."

Derrick gently pulled up her hips and moved up behind her. He took my hand and put it on his very hard cock. I guided it into her hot box, waiting to see what her reaction would be. To keep her face off the armrest, Heather put her elbows back up on the arm of the couch, which happened to put her at eye level with Erik's waiting cock. He lightly rubbed it against her cheek and brought it across her lush lips. I couldn't see, but from his gasp, I know her tongue was grazing his rigid member.

Derrick was picking up his pace, as was Heather, pushing back on one brother while being pushed onto the other brother's thickening cock.

Derrick gave out a loud grunt and leaned over Heather, kissing her back while mauling her swaying tits. Heather was pushed even further onto the cock in her mouth, letting out her own guttural moan.

Derrick pulled out and flopped down on the couch. He pulled my leash and pointed at his cum coated cock. I went straight to work, cleaning both their fluids off the cock that had just given my wife such pleasure. 

Erik pulled away from Heather and walked around in front of her. He offered his hands to help her up. He then sat down on the couch and had her sit on his lap. She reached back as she was sitting down, lining his joystick up with her cum hungry honey pot.

Erik was massaging her breast as she was slowly riding his hard shaft. Heather reached over and squeezed Derrick's softening cock while taking the leash from him. She pulled me toward her, then pushed my head down to her red and swollen pussy. Derrick's cum was oozing out by the force of Erik's thrust. The blur of flesh was a combination of him thrusting up and her slamming down. I started licking up the escaping cum as best I could. Derrick meanwhile walked around and stood at the end of the couch. He leaned over and started sucking on Heather's bouncing love pillows. She returned the favor by cupping his balls and giving them a nice massage. When Derrick came up and kissed her, coupled with Erik's nuzzling on her neck, she exploded. She rocked even harder, jumping, squirming, thrashing, grinding and screaming. I'm not sure I have ever seen her cum that hard before. During her utopia, Derrick caught her head and slipped his hardening cock into her mouth. She looked like someone who hadn't eaten in a week. She inhaled it, sucking like her life depended on it.

Somewhere during her star-spangled orgasm, Erik filled her up to over-flowing. Cum was gushing from her very abused nether region. I was still lapping up everything I could. Heather had just about passed out, she was laying back on Erik's chest. Derrick was still fucking her mouth.

Derrick yelled, " I'm going to cum hard!"

Erik: " Not on her man, she's too classy for that."

Derrick; " Well, what about Sissy Boy here? 

Erik; " Go for it Bro, Heather says he's a cum slut."

Derrick; " Get up here Bitch, I have your 10 o'clock feeding for you. Open your mouth and stick out your tongue."

I scrambled around to Derrick as fast as I could. As I knelt in front of him, I opened wide, waiting for his fresh hot cum. Both brothers were laughing at me as Derrick jerked his cock while aiming at my mouth. With a loud grunt, He starting shooting rope after rope toward my mouth. His erratic jerking sent his load all over my face, with very little actually hitting my tongue. 

Derrick used his cock to smear his load across my face, stopping long enough to make me suck it clean. Then he sat down next to Heather and Erik, to catch his breath. Heather was in a world of her own, laying back, smiling and very slowly moving her hips on the softening cock.

Derrick stood up and suggested they take Heather to Erik's bedroom for one last romp before he left. Erik whispered in her ear and all I heard was a contented purr. 

Derrick leaned over and picked Heather up from Erik's lap and walked down a short hallway. Erik got up and followed them tugging on my leash for me to follow as well.

When we got to the room, Heather was laying in the middle of the bed, legs spread with Derrick laying beside her, sucking on her breast. Erik walked to the foot of the bed and motioned for me to climb up. I knew what he wanted, so I went straight for her cum stuffed pussy, which had man juice pouring out of it. Erik went around to the other side of the bed and mirrored his brother, sucking on her other breast. Almost as if it was choreographed, they both took her hands and guided them to their waiting cocks. As soon as my mouth touched her gushing cream pie, she started moaning and moving her hips to get more contact. 

I was admiring the hot sexy scene in front of me. Heather wearing nothing but her heels and stockings, 2 young tanned naked studs bringing my wife back to the edge of nirvana and her with a hard cock in each hand. Erik reached down and slipped 3 fingers into her messy slit that I was trying to clean. He took the combined fluids from all three of them and smeared it in her cleavage. Then he tapped his brother on the shoulder and straddled her chest. 

He took both her hands and placed them on her tits, helping her push them together. He started a slow rocking movement, sliding his cock up and down her ample valley. I heard a soft cooing coming from her. Derrick shoved another pillow under her head so she could kiss and lick the cock as it came closer with every stroke. Heather was moving even more now, so I guess she was fully conscious again.

Derrick pulled my leash, moving me away from my duties. He lifted both her legs and had me lay on my back, with the top of my head touching her ass. He put her legs on his shoulders, straddled my head and slipped his cock into her waiting pussy. With every stroke he gave her, he was dragging his balls from my chin to my eyes. I was trying to keep up with him, licking whenever and whatever I could.

Of course, the only thing I could see was Derrick's balls slapping my face, but I heard a symphony of sounds and noises. I was in heaven with the way they were treating me and it sounded like Heather was really enjoying their attention as well. I heard primal male grunts and delirious female gurgling sounds, although at times they were muffled by Erik's cock being in her mouth again. 

Finally, after what seemed like an hour, but was really maybe 10 minutes, Heather screamed and tensed up, then starting jerking and thrashing. Derrick was sent over the edge by her reaction by the massive orgasm. He stayed inside her till his soft cock slipped out and landed on my face. Erik got off Heather and crawled down to me. Without ceremony, he just jerked his cock a few times and splattered my face with more cum. 

Heather had indeed passed out this time. The twins laid down on each side of her and rested. Derrick jerked my leash and I went to clean his cock. Then Erik took the leash and pulled me over to his for a cleaning. In just a minute or 2, both guys were asleep.

Heather woke up about 15 minutes later. She started laughing when she saw me with all the cum on my face, both dried and fresh.

" Looks like you were used quite a bit, bitch," she said with a giggle.

Her voice woke Erik up and he rolled out of bed, offering her a hand to stand up. She truly looked like she had been thoroughly fucked proper. She had red marks on her breast and thighs, her hair was a mess and a wet spot on her chin and jaw from the drool when she passed out. And she really did look hot and sexy with her stockings down to her knees.

She went into the bathroom to freshen up a bit. When she came out, she took my leash and walked to the living room, arm in arm with Erik. While they were kissing, she told me to dress her. I was slipping her panties up her legs when she started slapping me with his cock. She rubbed it all over my face collecting as much cum as she could. As usual, it went into my mouth to be cleaned.

Erik snickered, " I told you that you would be getting a cum runner from me."

I went to put her bra on, but she stopped me, telling me to put it in her purse. When I got back, Erik was kissing her while he buttoned up her dress.

She sent me to get dressed while she and Erik chatted. He called us a cab. I had to wait on the front porch while she told both guys goodnight. When she came out, she took off my collar and put it in my pants pocket. 

On the cab ride to the resort, I hoped the driver couldn't see the dried cum on my face. I think he was paying more attention to Heather, with no bra and a few extra buttons undone on her dress.

Back in our room, Heather had me clean her a little more, than faded off to sleep. 

I slept in late the next morning. Heather wasn't in the room, but some clothes were laid out for me. Some shorts, polo shirt, and deck shoes; and you guessed it, a brand new pair of panties.