12 comments/ 75865 views/ 41 favorites Fun for Don and Kathy By: 938ab My wife and I have been married for over thirty years, and most of the time our sex life has been wonderful. Of course we've been through our ups and downs over the decades, but overall we've both been happy with the frequency and intensity of our lovemaking. Most people think we're Ward and June Cleaver, and to most outward appearances we are. But in the bedroom, we can be quite uninhibited. We began sharing our fantasies more frequently after our kids had all left home for college and the service, and we finally had some time to ourselves. We sell real estate together, so we can set our own hours to a large extent, and we often have time during the day for play. We spend a lot of time on the Internet as part of our jobs, and during some of our "down" time, we began to explore swinging sites. One of our favorite sites was designed to help bisexuals make a connection. My name's Don and my wife is Kathy. We were both strictly heterosexual when we married, but over the years we began to share fantasies about threesomes and foursomes, and during the course of discussing these fantasies some bisexual play began to emerge. First it was just my wife and the other woman engaging in a little light petting, and then we worked up to oral play between the women. After a while, the man and I in our fantasies began to engage in a little touching and oral play. That's how it all began... We had been exchanging emails with another couple on the bisexual swinging site for a couple of weeks, and we all decided that maybe it was time to meet for some drinks and dinner, and then see what happened. Dave and Joan were near our age (mid-fifties) and we seemed to have a lot in common – empty nesters, time on our hands, model middle-class citizens with some unfulfilled fantasies. Best of all, we lived near each other so getting together would not be a problem. On the designated night, we met at a hotel bar. Everyone was a little nervous, but surprisingly relaxed considering the context of our meeting. We immediately hit it off, and after a few drinks we got a room and went upstairs. Our wives both had on nice looking, conservative dresses, and I knew that my wife had on matching bra, panties and garter belt holding up flesh-colored stockings. I had eyed Joan's legs and saw that she was wearing dark stockings, and I could only guess what else she had on under the dress. From their online and in-person discussions, our wives knew that we were both submissive husbands in the bedroom. They were both turned on by the thought of us performing lewd acts with one another, and so they cooked up a scenario that would excite both them and us. When we got to the room, our wives immediately took charge. Kathy told us both to stand next to each other at the foot of the bed with our hands behind our backs. She and Joan sat next to each other at the foot of the king-sized bed facing us. Kathy then addressed me: "Don, I know that you've wanted to suck a cock for a long time, and Joan tells me that Dave wants to do the same thing. So, we're going to make your fantasies come true, but you have to do it on our terms or we'll stop the game and go home." Joan said, "And this is a game. Kathy and I have been exchanging emails with each other for the past couple of days, and we've come up with a list of 'activities' that we'd like to see you each do. To make it more interesting, we're adding some chance to the game." Kathy took up where Joan left off, "In the spirit of a game, we've made a deck of cards with one activity on each card. The deck is in order now, and Joan and I know what's going to happen and in what order. We just don't know who's going to do what to whom." Kathy got up and placed a small deck of obviously homemade cards, roughly the size of playing cards, on the credenza near the bed. Joan said, "One of you will turn over a card and read it aloud, and then cut this deck of regular playing cards. Then the other of you will cut the deck and the holder of the higher card will perform the activity on the other guy. Is that clear? We'll tell you when to stop." Dave and I looked at each other and then at our wives. I don't know what Dave was thinking, but this isn't exactly what I had had in mind. It sounded like fun, though. Kathy started talking again, "But before we get started, Don, I want you to show Dave what a little panty boy you've become. Take all of your clothes off and then I want you to put on Joan's panties. Dave, you're going to be wearing my panties, so you'd better start getting undressed, too." Dave and I looked at each other again, kind of shrugged, and then began undressing. My cock was already getting hard, and as Dave got down to his boxers, I could see that he was semi-hard, too. While we were taking off our clothes, the girls stood, reached under their dresses and pulled their panties off without giving us more than a glimpse of their stocking tops. "Go ahead, boys. You have to be totally naked before you can put our panties on." Joan said. We had both hesitated when we got to our briefs and boxers, but then just went ahead and dropped them. The girls giggled as our cocks sprang out and swayed, semi erect, in front of them. "I think they like this idea, don't you Kathy?" said Joan. "It's obvious they do. Look at the pre-cum already leaking out of Don's cock." said Kathy. "Now don't pull the panties all the way up – we want you to stop so that they're just below your balls. OK. Now, each of you start jacking yourself off until you're good and hard." Again, I don't know what Dave was thinking, but it was obvious from his hardening cock that he liked this idea. We each grabbed our own cocks and started stroking them in front of our fully clothed wives. Well, at least we knew that they didn't have panties on, and that made it more erotic. The girls allowed us to stroke our cocks for a minute or so until they were good and hard and then Kathy said, "OK. That's enough. Drop your cocks and pull the panties all the way up. After you've got yourselves tucked in, put your hands behind your backs and don't touch yourselves again unless one of us says it's OK to do so. Understand?" We both nodded, standing there looking somewhat ridiculous, I'm sure, with our now very hard cocks encased in the panties of each other's wives and our hands clasped behinds our backs, awaiting orders. Dave had on my wife's panties that I remembered seeing on many occasions; they were stretchy black lace front and back, with a full bottom and ample covering for Dave's average-sized cock. Joan's panties, that I was wearing, were mostly white satin, also full-cut, but they had colorful, flowery lace panels in the front near the crotch so that the satin ended in a "V" near my balls and the lace panels were on either side of the "V." The satin felt good on my cock, and I knew from experience that the lace panties that Dave had on weren't as slippery, but the stretch lace was going to provide a lot of stimulation to his cock anytime he moved. Joan said, "Dave, you turn over the first card and read it to us." Dave stepped over to the credenza and turned over the first card. He read, "Stroke the other guy's cock through his panties." Dave finished reading just in time for Kathy to present him with the deck of playing cards. "Cut," was all she said. Dave cut and he had the six of diamonds. He replaced the cards and Kathy turned to me, "Now you." I cut and got the ace of spades. I thought that I would be stroking Dave's cock, but Joan stopped me first and said, "An ace can be high or low, at the discretion of the one who draws it. So, what do you want to do? Stroke or be stroked?" I was getting a little excited and felt like I needed some relief. Also, I didn't know if I was ready to handle another guy's cock just yet so I said, "I want to be stroked." Joan turned to her husband and said, "You heard the man. Stroke his cock." This was a first for me. I had never had my cock handled by another man, and very few women for that matter. But I was horny and wanted some stroking, so I just stood there while Dave began to rub the bulge in my panties with his right hand. It felt good, and I started leaking more pre-cum that quickly made a little wet spot near the waistband of Joan's panties. The girls were watching intently as Dave stroked my cock and I stood there enjoying it, and after less than a minute Kathy said, "That's enough. We don't want Don to come yet. I think we're ready for another card. Don, turn over the next card and read it to us." I was quite hard by now, and a little nervously I went to the credenza and turned over the next card. I read it to everyone. "Pull the waistband down and tuck it under the other guy's balls and stroke his cock." Kathy was there with the other deck, and I drew a two of clubs – can't get much lower than that. Sure enough, Dave drew a jack of clubs, and I knew he'd be stroking me again. I turned towards him and arched my back just a little so that he could reach my panties more easily. He reached out and pulled the waistband under my balls, and then grabbed my cock and started to stroke it. I was in heaven, and my cock was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum, lubricating the head and top of the shaft. Dave noticed this, and used his thumb to spread the pre-cum over the head and that sensitive area just under the head. It was odd to have my cock stroked by another guy, but I had to admit that it felt good. I was getting hornier by the minute, too, and couldn't wait to start performing some of the tasks on the cards myself. Joan said, "Stop, Dave. Don's enjoying that way too much." I think I could feel myself blushing. "Pull the panties back up over his cock and then turn over and read the next card to us." Dave pulled the panties back up over my cock and then read the next card, "With your hands behind your backs, face each other and rub your panty-covered cocks together." Joan said, "There's no point in cutting the cards for this one since you're both participating. Go ahead; let's see you rub those cocks together. Remember, no cumming until we tell you it's OK." Kathy giggled, and Dave and I turned to face each other and moved closer together. We each thrust our hips out a little so that our cocks were close together, and then we closed the final inch and started rubbing our panty-covered cocks together. It was a little awkward at first, since we were both trying to move at the same time and didn't have a rhythm. We soon got the hang of it, though, and we'd sort of take turns, Dave humping the front of my panties and my cock while I stood relatively still, and then when I couldn't stand still any longer, I'd start humping Dave's cock and panties while he stood still. The fucking motion was getting me close to cumming very quickly, and the girls must have sensed this because Kathy said "Stop! You guys look like you're about to make a mess in your panties, and we can't have that. Yet." We backed away from each other and stood facing the girls on the bed. Kathy said, "Don, it's your turn to read a card." I turned over the next card and read it to everyone. "Kneel in front of the other guy and kiss his panty-covered cock and balls." Kathy said, "Don, you're going to be doing this one because Dave performed the action on the first two. So, get down on your knees and let's see some cock-kissing." Dave turned to face me, and I knelt in front of him so that the girls on the bed had a good view. He took the final step towards me so that I could reach his cock with my mouth. I had never touched another man's cock with my hands, much less with my mouth, and now here I was in front of my wife and Joan and Dave on my knees with my hands behind my back getting ready to kiss a cock for the first time. I was extremely turned on, but also a little reticent to take this step. But the head of my cock was quickly overpowering the head on my shoulders, and I leaned forward and began kissing his cock through the panties. It's hard to describe how exciting this was for me. I could smell the nylon of my wife's panties, but also Dave's cock under the panties. I started with a tentative kiss right in the middle of his shaft, and then moved a little lower and pressed a little harder just above his balls. I moved back up and kissed the center of his shaft again, and then moved up to the tip where I kissed the head of his cock and could feel the wetness of Dave's pre-cum through the fabric of the panties. I opened my lips a little and squeezed the head of his cock with my lips while kissing it, and was rewarded with a little more wetness, which I greedily sucked up; it tasted a little salty, but very good. I then moved down to his balls and tried to kiss them, but they were almost inaccessible; Dave moved his legs apart to allow me better access, and I could smell my wife's pussy juices on the crotch of her panties as well as Dave's masculine smell emanating from his balls. I gently kissed his balls through the panties. We were both starting to breath a little heavily, and I took my hands from behind my back and placed both hands on Dave's hips to steady him and give me greater control over the action. That turned out to be a mistake. Kathy shouted, "Foul! No hands! Stop what you're doing and back up." Dave stepped back and I scooted back a little on my knees. "I'm sorry. I got excited and just got carried away," I said. "We understand, Don," said Joan, "but you didn't follow the rules. Now we're going to have to punish you. Stand up and bend over the bed, resting on your elbows." I did as I was told and bent over the bed with my pantied ass in the air. "You've been a bad boy, Don," said Kathy, "and you know what that means, don't you?" I did. "Yes, ma'am. You're going to have to spank me," I said. "Someone's going to have to spank you, that's for sure. I think Joan should have the honors, since you're in her panties," said Kathy. What kind of logic was that? I wondered, but I didn't say anything. "What do you think? Twenty?" said Joan. "Sounds good to me, although I don't know how it sounds to Don," giggled Kathy. "Let's just do it so we can get back to the game," I said. Joan stood behind me and gave me twenty smacks on the ass with the palm of her hand. It didn't hurt much, but it did hurt, and it was humiliating to be there in front of Dave and my wife in Joan's panties while she spanked me. After Joan was done spanking me, Kathy said, "Don, go stand by Dave again while he turns over the next card and reads it." I returned to my place by Dave while he turned over the next card. He read, "Kneel in front of the other guy, tuck the waist band of his panties under his balls, and kiss and lick his cock and balls. Do not suck his cock." Kathy presented the deck to Dave and he cut – a seven of diamonds. She told me to cut, and I got a deuce of clubs. Kathy said, "Okay Dave, on your knees and let's see you worship Don's cock; but remember, no sucking, or we'll have to punish you, too." Dave moved in front of me and knelt down, and pulled the front of my panties under my balls. My cock was as hard as a rock, and pre-cum was practically flowing from the tip, making the head all wet and shiny. Dave immediately leaned forward and started to kiss the shaft, first in the middle, and then moving down towards my balls. He kissed my balls and gently sucked them into his mouth (no foul here, apparently, since the girls didn't say anything), and then he moved back up towards the head. As he got to the head and started kissing around it, I gave an involuntary moan and so did Dave. There was nothing I wanted more than to start fucking his warm, wet mouth with my cock, but I didn't want to slow the game by being punished again. I glanced over at our wives, and saw that they both had their skirts pulled up in front and they were both fingering their own pussies; they obviously were turned on by what was happening in front of them. "That's enough," said Joan. "Tuck Don's cock back in his panties and stand up, Dave." Dave did as he was told and was soon standing beside me again. "Don, it's your turn to read the next card," said Joan. I turned over the next card and read "Kneel in front of the other guy. Tuck the waistband of his panties under his balls. The other guy will hold his cock out and milk pre-cum from it. You may kiss and lick the pre-cum from the head of his cock, but no more than the head can enter your mouth." Kathy turned to me to cut; I got a five of spades. It looked like I'd be letting Dave lick the head of my cock. That is, until he cut – he got the three of hearts. Neither of the girls said anything – they didn't have to at this point. The sexual tension was very high, and both Dave and I were more than ready to do whatever was on the cards. I knelt in front of Dave and tucked his panties under his balls again. He immediately grabbed his cock and started stroking it, milking out the pre-cum inches from my face. As soon as there was a big drop that started to run down the underside of the head, I leaned in and licked it up and then immediately locked my lips around the head of his cock. It felt so nasty to be kneeling there with the head of his cock in my mouth, savoring the salty pre-cum and trying to kiss and suck a little more into my mouth. I ran my tongue over the tip while the head was in my mouth, and I even tried to put my tongue into the hole, something that Kathy loves doing to me. My own cock was throbbing in my panties, and I involuntarily began to make little fucking motions with my hips. From the corner of my eye I could see the girls eagerly rubbing their pussies as they watched me enjoy the pre-cum and the new sensation of having a cockhead in my mouth. I sucked the head a little, and then pulled back, enjoying watching Dave stroke his cock inches from my face until there was another drop for me to lick off. When the pre-cum was glistening on the tip of his cock, I would lean in and either lick it off or kiss it into my own mouth, enjoying the mild saltiness and the nastiness of performing for Dave and for our wives. I felt like a little slut in my panties waiting anxiously for the next drop of salty pre-cum so that I could lewdly lick it off for my audience. While this was going on, our wives must have felt the need to get more comfortable, because when I next glanced over I saw that they had removed their blouses and skirts and were now dressed only in their bras, garter belts and stockings. Dave and I still had their panties on from the matching sets. They were obviously excited, with their legs spread and their fingers working vigorously on their sloppy wet pussies. Sooner than I was ready to hear, Kathy said, "Don, that's enough. Put Dave's cock back in his panties and stand up next to him." With one last lick of his pre-cum, I pulled the front of the panties back up and tucked him in. "You boys know what's coming next, I'm sure," said Joan. We did know, though we hadn't spoken a word to each other. The next card would surely have one of us sucking the other's cock. "Okay then, it's Dave's turn to read a card," said Kathy. Dave dutifully turned over a card and began to read, "Both of you kneel in front of the other guy's wife and lick her pussy. No touching yourselves while you're pleasuring us." Though it wasn't what we'd expected, pussy licking was one of my favorite activities, and we got right to it. Again, sooner than we wanted it to end, Kathy said, "That's enough. Go back to your places." We got up and resumed our places at the foot of the bed, our mouths covered with pussy juice and our cocks soaking the fronts of our panties with pre-cum. "Don, you read the next card," said Joan. I turned over the next card and wasn't surprised to see this: "Kneel in front of the other guy and tuck his panties under his balls, and then suck his cock, as much and as deeply as you can. You can use your hands. The one being sucked mustn't come." Fun for Don and Kathy Pt. 02 This is a second installment of "Fun for Don and Kathy". It's best to read that story first, if you haven't already. Among other things, this story contains descriptions of bisexual activity between two guys, spanking, and panty fetishism - so if this isn't your cup of tea, you might enjoy reading a different story more than this one. But if you think you might like that kind of thing, read on. ***** In the days and weeks after we had gotten together with Joan and Dave for the first time, my wife Kathy and I were so turned on by the event that we were fucking each other's brains out like newlywed teenagers, even though we're in our late fifties and have been married for over thirty years. The events of that evening were still fresh in our minds, and the memories made us so horny that we were having sex just about every day of the week, and sometimes several times a day - quite a welcome change for us oldsters, and challenging since we still had lives to live with jobs and family responsibilities cutting into our time for sex. But we felt that we had awakened a sleeping giant, and we were eager to continue our exploration of our revived sexuality. One of our favorite things to do while fucking in those first few weeks after our meeting with Joan and Dave was for Kathy to start talking about how excited it had made her to see me sucking Dave's cock, or of being spanked while wearing Joan's panties, or of watching me lick the pre-cum from the head of Dave's cock like some wanton slut. Her encouragement and reminders made my hard cock even harder and I would pound her until we would both come with explosive orgasms. Sometimes Kathy would have me wear her panties while I got on my knees by the bed to lick her juicy cunt, all the time recounting her favorite scenes from our get-together with Joan and Dave. During these sessions, she began calling me her "little cocksucker" and her "cum slut" while I ate her pussy, and she would remind me of how good it must have tasted for me to be licking Dave's cum from Joan's pussy. She also reminded me that I had not had the pleasure of feeling his cock cum in my mouth - was that something I would like? I always grunted my assent as I tried to burrow my tongue deeper into her quim, and she would cum picturing me sucking Dave's cock while he was spurting in my mouth. Kathy surprised me one evening when I came home from a late appointment. She was in our bedroom wearing the same bra, garter belt and stockings that she had worn when I had first tasted Dave's cock, but she had also inserted a lifelike Feeldoe into her cunt (the Feeldoe is like a double-headed dildo, but with a unique shape). It was protruding lewdly from her crotch as I walked into the bedroom and saw her standing there waiting for me. She pointed to her panties lying on the bed and said, "You know what to do." I did indeed know what to do, and I rapidly removed my clothes and pulled her black lace panties up my thighs, tucking my already hardening cock under the waistband. I knelt in front of my wife, face to face with the fake cock, and she said, "What do you want to do?" I said, "I want to suck your cock." She said, "How much do you want it? What are willing to do to get this cock into your mouth?" I was already very horny with this play and dialogue, and I said, "I'll do anything you want, just please let me suck it." She said, "Anything? Anything at all? You want to suck this cock so badly that you'll do anything I ask of you?" "Yes, please. I'll do anything, just please let me suck your cock." My cock was getting even harder in her panties and was starting to overpower my reasoning ability. Kathy seemed pleased with my responses, and she grabbed the base of the Feeldoe and angled the head towards my mouth. "Lick your lips and open your mouth, and make a little "O" with your lips so that I can push my cock right in. Don't touch your cock, and remember that you promised to do anything I asked for the privilege of sucking me." I did as she said, licking my lips and making a little "O", waiting for her to step forward and push the head of her cock into my mouth. But she hesitated and remained standing where she was, just out of reach. She said, "I want you to beg for it - beg me to fuck your mouth, and then I'll put it in. And remind me while you're begging that you said you'd do anything I ask." Kathy was really making the most of her control over me, knowing that I was horny and that my cock was throbbing, starting to leak pre-cum from the tip, making a little wet spot on her panties. I was horny, and I wanted to get on with it, to have my mouth fucked, to help me remember what it was like while I was kneeling in front of Dave sucking his cock, so I said, "Please fuck my mouth. Please fuck it with your big cock. I'll do anything you want, but please just push your cock into my mouth and fuck it. Look - I'm ready for it." I licked my lips again and made the "O". "Please. Please fuck my mouth." "You're such a good little cocksucker, aren't you? Kneeling there in my panties with your throbbing cock, getting your mouth ready to be fucked like a whore. Since you asked so nicely and promised to do anything I ask, I will fuck your mouth, you cum slut." I realized as she was putting the head of the dildo into my mouth that she was fucking my mind as much as she was fucking my mouth, but I didn't care. I surrendered to the desire, to the pleasure of being used by her cock, to the pleasure I was giving her by being her sex slave - and I realized that, too: that I was becoming her slave. She was controlling me with my cock, with my desires; but I didn't care - I was fully in thrall to the pleasure of being used. She let me suck the head of the dildo for a few moments, and then she stepped forward a little, pushing it further into my mouth while grabbing the back of my head at the same time. As the dildo slid in, my nose was closer to her crotch, to where the Feeldoe was rubbing her clit. The fragrance of her very wet pussy wafted to my nose, fueling my desire and making me open my mind more to the mouth fucking that she was giving me. I was loving it, and I began to make little grunts of pleasure as she held my head and fucked my mouth. My hips began to rock almost involuntarily in little fucking motions, and the friction of her panties on my cock increased my pleasure. Kathy began speaking. She said, "You like this, don't you? Kneeling there, letting your mouth get fucked?" I emitted some affirmative grunts as I continued to suck. "You're thinking about the real thing, aren't you? Thinking about when Dave was fucking your mouth, aren't you? About how his cock might start spurting cum at any moment. Mmmmm... I can tell that you are." When she mentioned Dave's cock spurting, I made my most enthusiastic grunts yet. Kathy went on, "You're thinking about how good his cum tasted when you licked it off of Joan's cunt, aren't you? You're remembering seeing it shoot that big load onto Joan's cunt, aren't you?" More grunts from me. "You want to taste that again, don't you?" "Mmmm Hmmmm," I moaned around the fake cock fucking my mouth; if only it could shoot a hot load down my throat, I thought. It felt good having my mouth full of cock again, even if it was only a fake cock and not nearly as good as the real thing. It was easy to remember, again, the anticipation I had felt as I had kissed Dave's cock for the first time, and then licked the pre-cum from the head as he teased me with it, and then finally getting permission to take as much as I could in my mouth and suck to my heart's content. Well... not quite to my heart's content; our wives had stopped the action before Dave could cum in my mouth. Our wives had me jack Dave off onto Joan's pussy, and then I had cleaned up her sloppy cunt. When I was done cleaning up Dave's cum from Joan's pussy, our wives had had Dave jack me off onto Kathy's pussy, and then he had cleaned my cum from her sopping pussy. So we both got to eat each other's cum, but not from the source. The anticipation of the feelings that I knew I would have of doing this very nasty act - of letting my mouth get fucked by Dave's cock, of abandoning myself to the desire I felt, and of doing it in front of my wife and in front of Dave's wife Joan, of surrendering myself to Dave's hard, demanding cock - was intensely exciting. I couldn't wait to actually complete a blowjob on Dave's hard cock, to be rewarded for being a good cocksucker by getting a warm, sticky load in my mouth. Kathy began speaking and brought me back to the moment, "Well, I'm going to give you the chance to eat some cum. Would you like that?" "Mmmm Hmmmm," I moaned again. It sounded so hot to me at that moment. "Yessss," Kathy said, "I'm going to let you eat some cum. But where can we get some? Hmmm? Any ideas?" It hit me then, what Kathy had been hinting at, why she had made me promise to do anything before she consented to let me suck this fake cock; why she had taken control of the situation as soon as I walked into our bedroom: she wanted to see me eating my own cum. I had thought of doing that many times, and I wasn't against the idea, in theory. But every time I had resolved to do it, every time I had been so excited anticipating my cum splashing on Kathy's tits or onto her pussy as I built to my orgasm and then bending down to lick it up - every time my cum was actually splashing onto her tits or pussy - my desire to follow through left me the instant I shot my load. And here I was with Kathy pounding my mouth with a fake cock, as I had begged her to do. And as I knelt there in her panties being used by the woman I loved, I remembered that I had also promised to do anything, anything, she asked for the privilege of having my mouth fucked again. And now she was asking for that thing that I wanted to do, but also dreaded. These thoughts took only a second, and I said nothing as I continued to suck the dildo. Kathy said, "You know where this is going, don't you? I can almost see the thoughts flash through your brain." She continued to fuck my mouth and I continued to suck that fake cock, to let myself succumb to the desire she was fueling in my brain. Abruptly, Kathy let go of my head and stepped back. The dildo slid from my mouth as I leaned forward, trying to hold it with my lips for one more moment. But it slid out, my mouth making a slight popping sound as the tip escaped from my lips. I was breathing hard and couldn't take my eyes from the fake cock swaying inches out of reach, trying to will it back with my eyes. "Please fuck my mouth some more," I said. "You liked that, didn't you?" Kathy said, "I could tell that you were really getting into it, that you wanted the real thing. Again. Right? You'd like to suck a real cock again, and this time have it spurt in your mouth?" "Oh, yes," I said. "It felt so nasty to be sucking your cock, trying to make it cum with my mouth. And I was remembring sucking Dave's cock the whole time, too." "You're such a nasty boy," Kathy said. "Wearing my panties while sucking my fake cock. Thinking about sucking a real cock the whole time. Letting yourself get used like that. You should be punished for being so nasty. That's only right, isn't it? Don't you think you should be punished for having such nasty thoughts and doing such nasty things?" I took my eyes from the cock in front of me, from my wife's wet pussy, and looked at the ground. How had I let myself do these things? How had I let myself surrender to my most base desires, to do those things that I had been told all my life were so wrong? And, worse than that, why did I enjoy it so much? Why did I enjoy debasing myself in front of my wife by putting on her panties, by letting her watch me suck another man's hard cock, by licking that man's cum from his wife's pussy? I didn't have answers to these questions, but I did know that what Kathy was saying was true: I was nasty, and I did deserve to be punished. "Yes," I said, "I should be punished." "That's right. Nasty boys like you should be punished for wanting to wear panties and for wanting to suck cum from big, throbbing cocks. So stand up and lean over the bed with your ass in the air and your elbows on the bed." I did as I was told. Kathy went to the wall by the dresser and picked up a yardstick that had been leaning there, unnoticed by me until now. With her free hand, she removed the Feeldoe from her cunt and placed it on the dresser. "Why should you be punished?" Kathy asked, stepping nearer to me, slightly behind me. "Because I've had nasty thoughts," I said. "And what else?" Kathy asked. "Because I like to wear panties," I said. "And what else?" Kathy asked. "Because I've sucked another man's cock," I said. "And what else?" Kathy asked. I hesitated for a moment, knowing what my next response would be. "And what else?" Kathy asked again. "I'm getting impatient." "Because I like to eat cum," I admitted. There it was. "That's right. You're a panty wearing, cock sucking, cum eating slut. Soooo nasty." With that, she smacked my ass with the yardstick. "Count for me," Kathy said. "One," I said. She smacked my ass again. "Two," I said. The first one was surprising, the second less so, and both hurt a little, but not too much. The spanking continued. "Three. Four. Five," I counted. My ass began to sting. "Six. Seven." "You're so nasty, and I have to punish you," Kathy said. Smack! "You like to wear panties." Smack! "You like to suck cock." Smack! "You like to eat cum." Smack! "You've done everything but eat cum today." Smack! "What should we do about that?" Smack! "Hmmmm?" Smack! "I asked you a question." Smack! "What should we do about that?" Smack! "I don't know," I said. Smack! "Seventeen," I said. "I think you do know," Kathy said. Smack! "Eighteen," I said. My butt was starting to hurt. "I don't know," I said again. Smack! "I can do this all night. I can switch hands when my arm gets tired," Kathy said. Smack! "Twenty," I said. "Tell me what we should do about you not eating any cum today," Kathy said. Smack! "Twenty one," I said. Kathy was starting to put more effort into the spanking, and my ass was getting sore. Smack! "Twenty two," I said. Smack! Smack! Smack! She was speeding up, and it was hard to keep up with the counting. "Twenty five," I said. Smack! "OK! OK!" I said. "I should eat some cum." Smack! "Twenty six," I said. Kathy continued spanking me. My ass was burning. "What did you say?" Kathy asked. Smack! Smack! Smack! "I should eat some cum," I said. "How much do you want it?" Kathy asked. Smack! Smack! Smack! I had given up counting. "A lot. I really want to eat cum. Please let me eat some cum," I said. I was almost in tears. Kathy stopped the spanking. "That's what I wanted to hear. That's what you really want, isn't it? To eat some cum? You're already in my panties, and you've already sucked cock, but you haven't had what you really want, have you? To eat cum. But we don't have another man to supply any cum, do we?" Kathy asked. "No," I said. I was still bent over the bed, but Kathy had stopped the spanking. "What can we do about that?" Kathy asked. "Where can we get some hot cum right now for you to gobble down?" The answer was obvious, of course. I wanted to taste cum sliding into my mouth again, to taste its saltiness, to perform again the lewd act of eating cum for my wife. I wanted to debase myself in front of her while wearing her panties and slurping up the sticky white mess from her pussy and tits. And I didn't want the spanking to start again. "Please let me eat my own cum," I said. Kathy said, "That's right. I knew you'd figure it out. You're such a good boy, even though you have such nasty thoughts. I will let you eat your own cum in a minute, right after we watch it spurt out of your hard cock. But first I'm going to reward you for being so honest, for telling me what you really want. Now stand up and come over here." I stood up and rubbed my burning ass through Kathy's panties. I turned towards Kathy, and she was lifting her tits from her bra cups. She held them up for me, stroking the nipples with her thumbs to make them erect. "Come over here and suck my nipples, Don. That's a good boy. Suck them and kiss them and you'll feel better." I did as Kathy said, bending over to suck and kiss her nipples, one at a time. She let me take my time, enjoying the feel of the hard little nubs in my mouth, knowing that she was enjoying it too. My cock had become flaccid during the spanking, but it was springing back to life as I enjoyed the feeling of Kathy's nipples in my mouth. "That's good, but that's enough for now. You're such a good sucker, whether it's a big cock or my nipples." Kathy said. I straightened up, and we stood facing one another. "It took you a while to admit what you wanted, but now that you have, you'll feel better. And I want to give you what you want. Go stand by the end of the bed. Don't touch your cock yet." My cock was quickly coming back to life. Kathy understood my desires, as dark as they were, and she was helping me fulfill them. She had pleasured me by making me wear her panties, by fucking my mouth with her fake cock, and now she was going to help me again by letting me eat my own cum from her body. My cock hardened and strained against its lace confines. Kathy lay down on the bed, face up at the edge with her knees on either side of my legs. The garter belt and stockings framed her pussy. I could see the wetness of her lips. She reached down, and with her middle finger gently rubbed up and down, spreading the wetness over her lips but not parting them. She did this for a few seconds before probing a little deeper, parting her moist lips with her finger, gently rubbing up and down, eventually moving up and covering her clit with the wetness. She continued this for a few moments, closing her eyes to savor the moment. She took some of the wetness and used her finger to rub it on her nipples. Then she opened her eyes and looked directly into mine. "Now I'm going to let you eat your cum, like you asked," Kathy said. She raised her knees towards her chest and with her right hand reached down and continued fingering her pussy. "See how wet I am? I want you to make me even wetter with your cum. Go ahead and jack off on my pussy. Cum all over it. Let me see your big cock spurt all over my clit and pussy." I pulled the waistband of Kathy's panties down and tucked it under my balls. My cock jutted out, and I quickly gripped it with my hand. The sight of Kathy's wet pussy and her encouraging words had me rock hard again. I thought about having my mouth fucked by her fake cock just a few moments ago, and of sucking Dave's cock a few weeks ago. As she told me to cum on her pussy, I began stroking my cock. I cupped my other hand under my balls and gently rubbed them. The entire scene that we had acted out this evening began to play in my head again - my surprise at Kathy's new toy, my pleasure getting on my knees and sucking it, Kathy spanking me, me admitting that I wanted to eat my own cum. And I remembered the scene in the hotel with Kathy and me and Joan and Dave. It all came back to me while I stood there jacking off for my wife. I imagined sucking Dave's cock again, letting him fuck my mouth, and this time imagining how it would feel spurting in my mouth, sucking all the cum out of it, enjoying the salty flavor, being a cum slut for our wives. It was all too much, and as I continued to watch Kathy rub her pussy, I felt my cock swell and I said "I'm cumming." Kathy used both hands to open her pussy for me, and she said, "That's it. Cum for me. Cum on my cunt. Spurt your big load all over it. Cover it with your hot cum. And then lick it off. Lick all that hot cum off my cunt." Fun for Don and Kathy Pt. 02 She was saying this as I grunted and began to shoot my load on her. It was wonderful. I was still thinking of feeling Dave's cock in my mouth, and I was looking at Kathy's wet cunt get covered by my jets of hot, white cum. In a few moments it was over, and again I had no desire to eat own cum. But Kathy took over. She said, "Do it now, Don. Don't think about it. Get on your knees and lick it up. Right. Now. Lick that hot cum from my pussy. It looks so good, doesn't it? My pussy covered with all that hot, white cream? Go ahead. Lick it." I got down on my knees between Kathy's legs, where I had been so often before, and I bent forward. I held her legs apart with my hands, and as she encouraged me, I put my tongue out and began to lick her cum-covered pussy. Tentatively at first, and then with more enthusiasm as I realized again how much I enjoy eating pussy, even pussy covered with my own cum. It was all wetness, all salty, and my mouth and most of my face became covered with the sticky mess. "That's it. That feels so good. Lick it up. Lick up all that nasty cum. Lick it off my cunt. You're such a nasty boy," Kathy said. She began to shudder in her first orgasm. "Oh, yes! Lick that nasty cum up. You're making me cum," she moaned. She pushed my head back as she came, and she moaned as her orgasm shook her. After it passed she said, "Go ahead, Don. Lick up the rest. Lick up all of your cum. Get every drop. Do you like that? Do you like eating your cum?" I had started out reluctantly, but I had to admit that I did like the taste of my own cum, especially mixed with Kathy's juices. I liked being on my knees, licking Kathy's pussy, licking up all the cum. I liked doing what she told me. I liked sucking cock and I liked eating pussy. Servicing Kathy like this turned her on so much, and it was wonderful that she enjoyed helping me fulfill my base desires, that she encouraged me and made it possible to fulfill my fantasies. I grunted contentedly as I continued to bury my face in Kathy's very wet pussy, enjoying the smell and taste of our mixed juices. Kathy began to cum again as I was finishing, this time less violently. I kissed the insides of her thighs as her orgasm passed, and then I stood up. My cock was flaccid again, but Kathy was satisfied, and so was I. Kathy smiled at me, and looked at my cock. She said, "Look, Don. There's one last drop of cum on the tip of your cock. I think you should get that." I lifted my limp dick with my right hand, squeezed it a little, and there was one drop of semen about to drip from the tip. I rubbed my left middle finger along the tip of my cock, smearing the stickiness onto it. I put it in my mouth and slowly sucked it off. Kathy smiled. "You're such a cum slut," she said. And she was right. I couldn't wait to eat cum again. And the next time, I wanted to suck it directly from a spurting cock. "When can I suck Dave's cock again?" I asked, looking at the ground. I was ashamed to be asking, but also excited. "Soon," she said, "Very soon." Fun for Don and Kathy Joan said, "This is what you've been waiting for, isn't it boys? The chance to take a cock deep in your mouths and suck it for all you're worth? We want you to know that cutting the cards will only determine who's first – as soon as we decide the first of you has done a good enough job, then you'll switch places. Okay, then. Don, you cut first." She held the playing cards out to me and I cut, getting a four of diamonds. Then Dave cut, and he was high with a nine of hearts. "Okay, Dave, you're first. Let's see some good cock sucking," said Joan. I was excited to have my cock sucked, but also disappointed to have to wait to suck Dave's cock. He got on his knees in front of me and without hesitation freed my cock from the panties by tucking them under my balls. Almost immediately, Dave took my cock in his right hand and gave it a squeeze, getting another drop of pre-cum on the tip, and then he took me in his mouth. He went right past the head and took about two-thirds of my shaft in his mouth before going back. He kept one hand at the base of my cock and cupped the other under my balls, and began to rhythmically bob his head up and down on my cock. I could tell that he was enjoying this immensely, especially when he would take his mouth completely off my cock and admire it for a moment before starting again. I was close to coming in no time, and our wives could tell, because they told Dave to stop. "You're doing a great job Dave, like you were born to suck cock, but you have to stop. We don't want Don to come yet, and we want to see him with your fat cock in his mouth, too." Dave tucked me back into the panties and stood, and I immediately knelt in front of him, pulled the panties under his balls, and took him in my mouth. I was so anxious to get started that I couldn't wait to admire his cock or stroke it. His cock was delicious. I had already tasted his pre-cum, but the sensation of having my mouth full of cock, cupping his balls with my hand and stroking the base of his shaft with the other was beyond what I had expected. To know that our wives were watching me sucking with such abandon only added to the excitement. I knew that they were on the bed stroking their pussies, but my attention was fully on the cock in my mouth. After less than a minute, probably, but what seemed like a long time to me, Kathy said, "Stop, Don, you have to stop. Poor Dave is getting ready to come, and we all want to see that. I want you to bring him over near the bed, here between Joan's legs, and jack him off until he comes on her pussy. I know you want to taste his come, and you'll be able to, but only the come that lands on her cunt. Aim well, and you'll have a big treat." I almost couldn't believe what she was telling me to do. Joan lay back on the bed with her legs over the side, and then lifted her knees towards her chest and held them with her hands so that her wet pussy was an inviting target for Dave and me. Dave stood over her, and I started to jack him off like my life depended on it, enjoying the sensation of his throbbing cock in my hand. In just a few moments, he began to swell and his breath became ragged, and I continued stroking him and aimed his cock as well as I could at Joan's pussy. His first spurt came almost as a surprise, and my aim was a little off, with some of the cum hitting Joan's clit, but a lot of it going onto her stomach. I aimed lower and the next spurt went straight onto her wet pussy lips, and the third and fourth spurts were right on, too. There was a lot of cum, and Joan's pussy was a wet mess. I held Dave's cock directly over Joan's pussy and milked the last couple of drops out of it. Kathy said, "Good job, Don. You got most of it onto her pussy. Why don't you lick that last drop off the head of Dave's cock and then suck the last drops out, if there's any left." Dave's cock was slowly losing its hardness, and I readily took it into my mouth, savoring the taste of his cum and trying to suck another drop or two out. He was spent, though, and the drop on the tip was about all that I got. Kathy said, "I think you've cleaned him out – now get busy on cleaning up Joan's cunt." Dave got out of the way, and on my knees I repositioned myself directly in front of Joan's wet pussy. I started licking up Dave's cum and Joan's juices, and the combination was incredible. I felt like such a cum slut sucking and licking the cum from Joan's pussy, and I wanted the cum on her stomach, too, but Kathy wouldn't let me move up that far. When I had cleaned all of the cum from Joan's cunt and tried to move up to lick the cum from her stomach, Kathy said, "No, that's for me to enjoy. You get out of the way." And with that, she leaned down and gave a long lick to Joan's stomach, sucking all of the remaining cum into her mouth in one neat movement. "Now it's your turn to come for us," said Joan to me. "Dave, get on your knees and start sucking Don's cock, but we want Don to come on Kathy's cunt so that you can clean it up like Don cleaned my cunt." I was so ready to come, but I wanted to make this experience last as long as I could. Kathy was on the bed with her legs spread wide, and she even reached down with both hands to spread her pussy lips, giving Dave something to aim my cock at. Dave's mouth felt great on my throbbing cock, and I could tell that he was enjoying sucking me as much as I had enjoyed sucking him. The entire scene was so nasty, with my wife on the bed ready to have her pussy drenched in my cum, me standing there in Joan's panties getting sucked by Dave, and Dave kneeling in front of me in Kathy's panties. I could tell that his cock was getting hard again, and he was really getting into taking as much of my cock into his mouth as he could. Dave could obviously sense that I was getting ready to shoot, and so he backed off and pulled me by my cock towards the bed, jacking me off over Kathy's juicy cunt. It took just a few more strokes, and I started to spurt what must have been the biggest load of my life all over Kathy's cunt and her thighs and stomach. When I was done shooting my load, Joan said, "That was great, you two. Dave, you know what to do now." Without further urging, Dave moved between my wife's legs and started eagerly licking my cum from her cunt. He was enjoying it, and so was Kathy – I think she came twice in the space of less than a minute. When Dave began to move up to Kathy's stomach to get the stray cum, Joan stopped him, saying, "You got yours, now let me get mine." With that, she pushed Dave out of the way and got between Kathy's legs to get the remaining cum from her stomach and from the insides of her thighs. Dave and I were a little weak in the knees at this point, and totally drained, and so sat down on the bed next to our wives. Kathy pulled herself up and said, "That was fun. We'll have to do it again sometime soon, but next time I think that we should really take charge of the guys make them service us in a lot of different ways. I've always wanted to have two cocks in my cunt at one time, and I've got some other ideas about how we can make the guys even more subservient to us." Dave and I looked at each other, and I think I saw some hopeful anticipation in his eyes.