2 comments/ 25111 views/ 6 favorites My Housekeeper By: C2RJ I have never done this sort of thing before but I needed a little extra spending cash so I looked into housecleaning. I love being naked so it was a natural jump to go for the nude housecleaning. I placed an ad on good old, trusty Craigslist that I was looking for new clients for nude housecleaning. I got many responses, but only one who seemed genuine, Billy who said he was in a wheelchair and needed someone to clean house for him. I was a little hesitant because of all the crap emails I had gotten but something about Billy was different. I met Billy at a local pub so I could ask questions and establish a comfort level. I figured since he was handicapped, I would be able to protect myself as I probably outweighed him by 100 pounds if he turned out to be a psycho. When we met, I couldn't help but notice that he was short, less than 5 feet tall and he had skinny deformed legs. He had a huge barrel shaped chest but had big strong capable hands and long fingers. At lunch, we hit it off remarkably well and made plans for me to come to his house the following week and clean. When I got to his house, I realized that he didn't really need me to clean. He lived a clean life and picked up after himself. I realized that the "need" for a housecleaner was a guise so he could see me naked. I am an exhibitionist so I had no problems getting naked for him. We chatted the whole time about sex, positions, likes, dislikes; all those yummy naughty details that people don't normally talk about. When I first met Billy, I was not sexually attracted to him but after the two hours of talking with him, I found myself oddly attracted to him. He was a naughty talker. He liked using words like cock, clit, pussy, and tits. But he was oddly sweet and kind. He really enjoyed watching me and I could see that I was turning him on. Throughout the evening, as I was bent over cleaning the floors or the cabinets, I would peak at Billy and see him glancing at my body. I could tell he loved the way I was completely comfortable in my own skin in front of him. I am not self-conscious at all and just enjoy being naked and free. He is a voyeur who enjoys watching people. I made it clear that he was welcome to jerk his cock while I cleaned for him but he said he would do it later based off the memory of what I looked like cleaning and showing off my body to him. I could see his eyes dilate when my tits would swing back and forth as I was scrubbing his floors or tile. When I dusted, I would stretch up on my tip toes and bend over more than normal to give him the best view of my ass, pussy, and tits. Towards the end of the night Billy asked me if he could take some pictures of me to enjoy later on while he was alone. I said, "Sure, I don't mind at all." Even though I was a little disappointed. Our conversation for two hours was about hot sweaty sex and I was horny as hell and wet. I wanted to end the evening with more than taking pictures!! We went into the spare bedroom that I had gotten undressed in. He asked me if I would put my clothes back on and take them off so he could get that portion as well. So I put my tank top and shorts back on. At this point, he turned on some music and I started dancing in the room for him, slowly bending over and allowing my tits to bounce in the confines of the top but allowing him to see. I walked over to his wheelchair and leaned down in front of him, giving him a little lap dance. Too close for pictures, but I was hoping I'd get something in return for this too. I ran my hands up and down his legs, up his chest, and up through his hair. I teased his body with a veiled promise of a great time, if only he would take that chance. I danced away from him and turned my back to him. I was moving to the music and leaned over to show him a really great view of my ass. Snap, snap. I turned around and began peeling my tank top off, pulling it slowly up my body so when my tits were freed, they would bounce for him. Snap, snap. Then I unbuttoned my shorts and slid them off my hips, down my legs. As they neared the floor I took one foot out of them and turned around bending over to pick them up. A nice clear shot of my ass and pussy just for Billy. Snap, snap, snap. At this point, I was so fucking horny, watching the fire come into Billy's eyes that I needed some release. I climbed onto the bed like a slutty kitty, got on my hands and knees and spread open for him. He was enjoying the view and taking pictures. Snap, snap. I put my head down on the bed with my ass in the air and put my hand between my legs. I was going to give him a really good show, much more than he thought I was going to give him. I heard him come closer to the bed so I scooted over to the edge of the bed as well. I rubbed my fingers along my pussy, spreading my lips and showing him just how wet I was. Because of our conversation about sex for two hours, I was dripping wet. I leaned my ass back and started playing with myself. Snap, snap. I rubbed my fingers inside my pussy and back out up to the clit. Snap, snap. I really wanted him to touch me and I started moaning thinking of what it would feel like to have those fingers touch me, be inside of me. At this point, I felt a hesitant hand on my foot. "Mmmmm," I moaned. I looked at him over my shoulder and said "please touch me." Billy set the camera down. He scooted to the edge of his wheelchair and ran his fingers up my legs, to my ass and swatted me a good one. "You're being a naughty little cunt tonight, aren't you?" he said. "Mmmmmm. Yes I am." I said as the sting of the slap hit my senses. Billy ran his other hand up my other leg to my ass and swatted me again. "A matching pair for you!" he said and took a picture. The whole time my fingers are plunging in and out of my pussy right in front of him. He can see my pussy juices running out of my pussy and onto my hand. He leaned in and licked my hand as I am finger fucking myself. "You are too yummy! Can I have some more?" he said. "Please eat your fill of me!" I said. I moved my hand out of the way and he moved his hand and tongue in at the same moment. He ran his tongue from my asshole down, inside my pussy, and up towards my clit. He knew what he was doing with a pussy, let me tell you! He then told me to turn over for him. I flipped over on my back, scooted all the way to the edge of the bed and put my feet on his wheelchair. If he was going to eat my pussy, I was going to make it very comfortable for him. Billy tortured me with his tongue for an hour. Running his tongue from my clit, to my pussy, and to my ass. He started circling my clit, biting it, flicking it, and sucking on it. At the same time, one hand came up to play with my tits and the other hand with those beautifully long fingers slipped inside my pussy and I just about jumped off the bed. The feel of his fingers inside my pussy, rubbing on my g-spot, his soft silky tongue on my clit, and his left hand massaging, caressing, and kneading my tit was more than I had ever experienced before. He was a true master at eating pussy. The quilt on the bed was drenched with my pussy juices at the end when I finally begged him to stop, at least for a second so I could catch my breath. I had never cum so many times with oral before. I needed a rest. But Billy was not done with me yet. He told me to move back on the bed and he would join me. Now I was a little hesitant because of his handicap. How will this work? I had a question in my eyes and he said, "Don't worry, I've done this before." I got comfy on the bed and spread my legs for him. "Damn, I love when a slut opens for me." He said. "Full access for you in return for that pussy eating you just gave me!" I said. Billy is in a wheelchair but he does have use of his legs. So he got up on the bed and I could see that he too had full use of his cock too! Man alive, that cock is huge and throbbing just for me! I lay back, touching my body, and watched as he slowly inched his cock into my pussy. So slowly that I thought I was going to die from waiting. I was so hot and wet from the oral play that he slid right in, at his own speed. By the time he was balls deep in me, I was almost about to cum again. He just sat there and waited for me to calm down. Once I did, he started moving in and out of me. Fucking me with more enthusiasm than most of the guys I'd been with up to that point. I lifted my legs up and he fucked me good and hard. His cock ramming into my pussy with his balls slapping against my ass, was heaven. He also had his hands all over my tits. He slapped them to make them bounce. Rubbed and pinched my nipples as he was ramming into my pussy. Timing it just right that the instant his cock hit my g-spot, he would sharply pinch my nipples, making the feeling on my g-spot even more intense. He told me flip over again. He was ready to cum and since I had lost count of how many times I had cum, I simply did what he said. When I flipped over, he said, "Just raise your ass up about 4 inches so I can slip inside you. I love this position the most! I want to cum deep inside you." This position is fairly easy for me too, because I am shorter than most women. He grabbed a hold of my hips and fucked me hard. His cock moving inside my hot, wet, swollen pussy hitting my g-spot. In no time at all, we were both cumming. My pussy wrapped around his cock and milked him until he was dry. We both collapsed on the bed and lay there touching and caressing each other. He continued to finger fuck me feeling our cum mix and slide out of my pussy. "You are a nasty slut aren't you?" He said. All I could say was, "Please again." He had me coming again from his fingers and at the moment I came, he bent over and sucked my clit into his mouth, ever so slightly biting it and causing pain to shoot through me and doubling the pleasure of my orgasm. I was crying it felt so good. All too soon it was time for me to leave. He stayed on the bed and took more pictures of me dressing. I dressed slowly and came back to him several times before I was dressed so we could touch each other. "I hope you were pleased with my services." I said. "Oh definitely! We will have to do this again soon." My Housekeeper and Her Cuckold Chapter 1 My old housekeeper had quit when her husband found out. I thought it was a little nearsighted of him, he could have at least asked to watch. But no, he didn't think it was right and he made her find another job. She still wanted to come over from time to time, but he was keeping a close eye on her now. I heard from others that she was being particularly bitchy to him, but that's what you get when your wife is frustrated I guess. So I ran an ad for a new housekeeper. Someone who could come in three or four times a week to clean, do some laundry, change my sheets, and maybe make me lunch and dinner since I'm not much of a cook. The first dozen or so that I interviewed were horrible, no other way to put it. Some were obviously too lazy to do much of anything, a few were so old that I wasn't sure they could do it at all, the rest either appeared to having drinking or drug problems. A woman named Brooke called and asked me if I'd filled the position yet. I didn't expect much, but I invited her over anyway. Boy was I surprised. Anyway, I told her to just come in and that I'd probably be in the pool in the back. That's where I usually was at that time of the day. She arrived just as I was climbing the ladder and getting out of the pool. We greeted each other, but her eyes kept wandering down to my swimming suit. When she wasn't looking I glanced down to see what she was looking at. I was horrified, my suit was wet and it was clinging to me like a second skin, she could clearly see the outline of my cock. I don't want to brag but I have a rather thick penis, it's not overly long, but it is as big around as my wrist. Its outline was clearly visible to her and it must have looked huge. I excused myself so that I could pull the trunks away from body and drape a towel over my shoulders. We sat by the small table that I keep next the pool so that we could talk. She had brought some papers with her and we chatted as I looked through them. There was no question that she was the best candidate by far, she was fun and had no problem with the duties. Everything was going so well that I was surprised to see that she was looking at my crotch again. Not staring, just glancing, but for longer periods each time. I pointed out some trivial thing behind her so that when she turned her head I could glance down and see what the problem was. Well, my swimming trunks had ridden up and the head of cock was peeking out the leg hole, and it was getting harder! Chapter 2 Brooke started work two days later and everything went great. She had long brown hair, about 5'5" tall with really large breasts, I fell in love with them the first time I saw them. She took care of the laundry that had piled up, cleaned the house; her meals were great, most of the time I was in my office working or running errands around town. I was trying not to repeat the swimming suit episode. Well, I did the best I could. I liked looking at Brooke, I liked the way she moved and how she looked bent over working. I particularity liked the way she looked one day when she was working on a tough spot on the kitchen floor. Her breasts moved under her blouse as she scrubbed and, even though she was clearly wearing a bra, I had a hard time looking away. It was about a week later that I was in the hot tub. I had told Brooke that I never wore a bathing suit in there, so if she saw me soaking she might want to stay away. She didn't. I was about half asleep with the bubbles turned off when I heard her behind me asking if I'd like some iced tea to cool off with. I turned in surprise to catch her, again, staring between my legs. Only this time she could clearly see my entire length because of the clear water. Her face was flushed and her mouth was opened just a little, I watched as she wet her lips with her tongue. She had probably been standing there for awhile, the ice in the tea was largely melted. There's a water-proof lounge next the tub and I pushed myself up and onto the lounge as she handed me the tea. I couldn't help myself, it just physiological I guess, but my cock was already getting hard. In fact it was starting to stand straight up and Brooke's staring wasn't helping. She was breathing like she'd just run a race, and her breasts were moving nicely under her blouse. I think she forgotten to wear a bra. I patted the lounge next to me and asked her if she wanted to sit down for a minute. She sat without once taking her eyes off my erection. "Would you like to touch it?" I asked. "Oh. I couldn't do that. That would be wrong." She was empathic in her reply and held her hand to her chest as though to confirm what she'd just said. But her eyes didn't look away. She was sitting on my right so I reached across her, took her right hand, and brought it to my cock. She didn't object, she just moaned a little as her fingers touched me. I moved her hand so that she was stroking me, although even with her fingers closed they could only cover about half my girth. I removed my hand from hers but she didn't stop, she continue stroking me as I put my right arm around her and pulled her so that her head was resting on my chest. It was while Brooke's face was close to my cock, and while her hand was firmly grasping me, that I took her picture with my smart phone. She jumped up in surprise and alarm at the sound. "What did you do? Why would you do that?" She demanded. "Do you like it?" I asked, showing her the picture. Her face was very visible, as was my swollen prick with her tiny hand wrapped half way around it. "Why, are you going to tell my husband? You wouldn't!" She was beside herself, I was afraid she would start crying. "Why? Because I want you, and I don't want to hear any more about how you're married and you can't do this sort of thing. From now on you're going to do exactly as you're told. Do you understand me, Brooke? You're going to be mine." "Are you going to send that to my husband if I don't do what you want?" She demanded. "No. I would never do that," she looked relieved for just a second. "But I would post it on the internet and send a couple of hundred emails to people. Your husband may get one by accident I suppose." She looked at me in shock. Her face went pale for a minute, even through her very visible sexual flush. Soon the flush returned, was this exciting her? What an interesting thought. "What about my husband, if I'm yours?" "I don't care about your husband. Screw him every night for all I care. But when I want you, you're mine, no questions asked, and I mean the second I want you." She considered this for a minute before asking, "What do you want me to do?" "Let's start by calling me 'sir,' after all, I am in charge aren't I?" I asked her. "Yes, sir," she answered in a subdued voice. Her face was pointed down but she was looking up at me. I couldn't help but notice that her eyes had a certain twinkle that was not there before. "Right now I want you to take off your blouse, Brooke. I want to see your breasts." She didn't answer, she simply started to unbutton her blouse, her eyes downcast now. I was glad to see that she wasn't wearing a bra that day, her breasts were magnificent, even better than I had imagined. Her nipples were hard and her breath was coming rapidly again. Her upper chest was red, more of the sexually flush that I was seeing on her face. She looked up at me slyly to see what my reaction would be. I smiled at her and she started to smile back before catching herself. "Now the pants," I ordered. She moved slowly at first. Her slacks were made for comfort while cleaning, not for glamour. As they fell to the patio I was surprised to see that she wasn't wearing conservative panties, 'granny panties,' like I suspected she would be. In fact she was wearing a very sexy and rather skimpy pair of thongs, almost like she was expecting them to be exposed. "I didn't have anything else, all my others are in the laundry..." she trailed off. "Get over here and get on your knees, Brooke. You're going to finish what you started." I instructed her. Soon Brooke had her hand on my cock again, this time with her mouth much closer to it than before. I held my breath as Brooke lowered her mouth to my cock. Soon her soft lips were touching me followed by her tongue. She tried to fit me into her mouth but she could only open wide enough for the head to enter. It was enough as she started to lick me at the same time. Soon she was moving faster, both of her hands moving up and down on me at the same time. I stopped her and ordered her to stand in front of me. She let go of me reluctantly, but finally she was standing before me, breathing hard. "Take off your panties," I ordered. Brooke didn't waste any time dropping them to the patio to join the rest of her clothing. Her pussy was exposed to me, red and wet, showing that she was very turned on. She was quivering with excitement and even the top of her thighs were wet. "Bend over the recliner," I directed. As I stood she bent over, spreading her legs apart without even thinking about it. I ran my fingers over her wet slit, spreading the moisture and opening her. She moaned. I didn't want to just shove myself inside of her so I ran the head of my cock over her wet pussy, feeling her jump as I touched the hard nub of her clit. Slowly I started to work my way inside, a little at a time, stopping whenever it seemed like she needed a rest, and then pulling out just to start all over again. Brooke's moans increased, and we both knew that she wouldn't stop me. After what seemed like a long time I was all the way inside of her, I stopped there savoring the incredible feeling of being surrounded by her and the sight of her stretched around me. Soon she was pushing back at me, wanting me to move inside of her, urging me to fuck her. I moved slowly at first, enjoying the sensations, but I picked up speed as she moaned, "..faster...oh...yes...faster...please..." In front of us was a picture window into the house, because of the way the sun was shining it was acting as a mirror rather than a window. When I took the second picture Brooke's head was up, her eyes were closed, and she looked like she was having an organism. I don't think it was her first. Behind her in the picture was a man with his face covered by the smart phone, but obviously fucking her. After that I concentrated on just her. Working myself into her as fast and as hard as I could until she came again, this time screaming aloud. That was enough to set me off and I came hard inside of her. As I slipped out Brooke collapsed onto the lounge, her pussy white-wet from me. I sat beside her and put her head on my lap. "Why did you take another picture?" she asked without opening her eyes. "Because I want to be sure," I answered. "Sure of what?" "Sure that you know who's in charge," I said. "Clean me, Brooke" I ordered. She got up as though to get a wash towel but I stopped her, "No, with your mouth." She looked shocked, then revolted. I thought she might run away, but she didn't. She got down on her knees again and approached me gingerly. She took my softening cock in her hands and brought her face close to it, as though to smell it first. Her first lick was very tentative and she made a face, but I think that was more from what she anticipated the taste to be rather than what she really experienced. Soon she was licking and sucking with more enthusiasm and, I noticed, her right hand had disappeared. It was between her thighs and the faster her fingers moved the more enthusiastically she licked me. All of this was making me hard again but suddenly Brooke pulled away from me, her hand on my cock stopped moving, her mouth opened, and she climaxed. She almost fell over as she came, her head finally coming to rest on my thigh. "I can't believe I did that!" She said. "I've never, not in front, oh god..." Her embarrassment was obvious. I'm sure that she'd played with herself before, she wouldn't be human if she hadn't, but it's possible that nobody else had ever been with her at the time. Her hand was still between her thighs and she was lightly stroking herself, having small orgasms even as her embarrassment showed. Finally she sat back on her heels. Her breasts were moving freely with her breathing and, while she looked a little shocked by what had happened, she was smiling. "Tomorrow, when you arrive, go into the guest bedroom and take off all of your clothing. You'll be working naked tomorrow," I told her. Her eyes grew huge, she was trying to take in what I was saying. "Now go take a shower before you go home. You don't want to smell like you've just been fucked," I ordered. Without a word Brooke left. I could hear the shower running and then the sound of the front door closing. Chapter 3 Later that night I received an email from Brooke saying that what we had done was wrong, that she couldn't do that anymore, that she certainly couldn't work the way I wanted her to, and that she would have to quit. I simply responded with a copy of the picture I had taken of us reflected in the picture window. The next morning I was still in bed when I heard Brooke's key open the front door. I heard her walk into the guestroom and then down the hall and into my bedroom. I watched as she walked in, naked. I had gotten up a lot earlier, showered, brushed my teeth, all of the things one normally does in the morning. But the bed had looked so comfortable that I'd simply crawled back into it again. That's where I was when Brooke walked in . "What did you do last night?" I asked her. She looked a little startled. "You went home, you were very turned on. What did you do?" Looking down she said in very small voice, "I fucked my husband." "Who started it?" I asked. "Did you start it or did he?" "I did, I guess I kind of jumped him as soon as I got home," she replied. "Good. Was it good for you?" I asked. "It was OK," she said looking off to the side. Somehow I didn't think it was very good . "Are you wet now?" I continued. "I don't know," she replied, looking straight at me. "Well, check," I instructed her. I watched as Brooke ran her finger along her slit. It came out shinny with her juices. "How do you taste, Brooke?" I asked. "I don't know." "I think it's time you found out, do that again and taste yourself," I told her. She looked uncomfortable but after several seconds she touched herself again and brought her finger to her mouth. I watched, my cock stirring under the covers as she licked, and then sucked her wet finger. "How did you taste?" "OK I guess. I don't know how I'm suppose to taste," she answered. "Come here and let me taste you," I instructed her. Brooke moved to the side of the bed and repeated the process, this time offering me her finger to suck. Her breath caught as my lips closed around her. "You taste very good Brooke. I think I'm going to have to eat you sometime," Brooke blushed at the compliment. "Haven't you ever wondered what a woman tastes like?" I asked her. "NO," she responded. "You've never thought about it? Or maybe had a fantasy? Ever?" I was pushing her. "Well, maybe once a long time ago. But I'm married now." I pulled the covers off and climbed out of bed. My erection was fully formed, hard and sticking straight at her. "Oh, sir," she said as she saw it. I pulled her close, as we stood holding each other for the first time my erection was pushing against her. Brooke opened her legs and reached down to direct me against her pussy. We stood like that a few minutes until Brooke started to move against me, trying to get more friction against her pussy and maybe trying to get me inside. When she started to pant against my chest I pulled away. I reached down and touched her clit, rubbing it until I was sure she was about to cum, when I stopped. "Have you ever had orgasm denial, Brooke? I mean, on purpose." I slipped on a pair of jeans and a shirt as Brooke stood there, panting. The idea of being dressed while she was working around the house in the nude was highly erotic. As I left the bedroom for my in-home office, and work, I pulled her to me again. I played with her left breast and nipple as I looked into her eyes and told her:"you'll come today, Brooke. I promise you that, but not until I tell you that you can. Until then, you'll just have to think about it." I could hear Brooke moving around the house, cleaning and straightening, while I worked. She straightened in the office for a few minutes, making sure that I noticed her and that her breasts accidentally knocked some papers off my desk. Later I heard the vacuum running in the bedroom, and then the sound changed, it was still running but it didn't sound like it was moving. I walked down the hall, not concerned about being heard over the noise coming from the machine. When I reached the door I could see that Brooke was facing partially away from me, and was straddling the handle of the vacuum cleaner. She was holding the vibrating handle of the vacuum against her pussy, grinding down on it and breathing hard again. I watched and waited as Brooke got closer and closer to orgasm. When I thought I had it right I stepped inside the room and unplugged the machine. In the sudden silence Brooke's moans were clearly audible. She looked at me, her eyes half closed, and her mouth open. "Oh...sir...I was so close...please sir..." She was still grinding against the handle, but without the vibration it just wasn't working as well. "Get as close as you want Brooke, as many times as you can, but you can't come until I tell you to. Why don't you fix lunch for us both out by the pool?" We'd never eaten together, but again, I had a plan. We talked as we ate, and I let my hands and fingers keep Brooke in a state of arousal. She stopped eating several times just to concentrate on the sensations from her breasts and pussy. After awhile I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and brought her hand to my erection, so that we were working on each other as our lunches sat untouched. Soon Brooke crawled under the table and started to lick and suck me. I knew that she was trying to get me excited enough to fuck her, but instead I offered her a fork full of her salad to eat while she sat on her hands and knees inches from my prick. She quickly ate the food and then returned to working on me. We continued like this until her salad was gone. Lick my cock, eat some lunch, all the time Brooke was kneeling between my legs dependent on me to feed her and to fuck her. "When you come over on Friday, plan on staying late, Brooke. I'll be hosting the weekly poker game that night and I'll need you to serve and to clean up." Brooke looked at me in surprised, "I can't do that naked!" "Of course not, I'll have a uniform for you to wear. Not some silly 'French-maid' thing, but a uniform I'll pick out. They'll be four to five guys, including myself. Sometimes one or two of the guys will bring their girlfriends or wives, but not always." I bent down to look at Brooke as I told her this. I caught her pulling her hand away from her own crotch were she'd been touching herself as she ate both me and her salad. As she got up I noticed that patio showed a few drops of wetness, below where she had been squatting. "Don't change the sheets yet, Brooke. You'll have a chance to do that later." Before Brooke turned to go into the house I instructed her to take a pair of scissors and sit in front of the mirror in the bathroom to trim her pubic hair as short as possible. She looked at me in shock and said, "But, what about my husband?" "Tell him that you did it to please him. He'll love it, I guarantee. Just tell him you did it to be even sexier for him," I said. My Housekeeper and Her Cuckold She looked dubious, and I wasn't sure that she'd do it, but finally she walked into the bathroom and, using the small scissors I keep there, started trimming her hair. She had to position her legs in interesting ways to get at everything, maneuvers that I found both revealing and sexy. As she finished I had her get on her hands and knees so that I could finish trimming her from the back. This wasn't as easy as it sounds since Brooke's pussy was still dripping from all the excitement and some of her hair had become saturated. When she was done, and standing before me, I could clearly see the cleft between her legs. The redness from her excitement was visible. I played with her pussy, kissing and sucking her nipples, until again she was close to cumming. And again, I wouldn't let her finish. The frustration was showing on her face as she went back to work. A few hours before she left I called her into the bedroom. I was lying on the bed, naked, and she stopped suddenly as she walked through the door. "It's time to get me hard Brooke," I told her. "I think you've suffered enough for today." Brooke wasted no time crawling between my knees. She took my thick cock in her hands and started to suck and lick it, jerking it into hardness as she worked. She had thrown one leg over my thigh and was grinding her pussy on me as she sucked. The harder she moved against me, the harder she sucked and jerked. Until finally I pulled her head from my throbbing cock and told her to sit on me, to fuck herself with my prick. Brooke put a knee on each side of my hips and lowered herself until my cock. The first time we had fucked it had taken a long time for Brooke to stretch enough to accommodate me, but not this time. She was so excited and wet that after a minimum of adjustment Brooke lowered herself all the way down my cock until her freshly trimmed pussy was touching me. She started moaning at the top and was near screaming by the time she reached bottom. She sat there for awhile with her eyes closed, just enjoying the sensation, before she started to grind against me, pubic bone on bone. She started fast and didn't slow down, moaning the entire time. "Oh sir, oh, oh, oh, you're cock is big..." she continued to grind, stopping from time to time to raise and lower herself on my cock. Fucking herself with the thickness inside of her, I didn't have to move at all, Brooke was doing all the work. Her fucking became frenzied before she yelled, "oh sir...I'm going...I'm...awwwwwww..." she came so hard that she collapsed on my chest, still fucking against me but more slowly, her day of denial was starting to pay off, but only for a moment. Her breath heaving Brooke rolled off of me and got onto her knees, her head resting on the bed. Looking back at me she said, "Please fuck me from the back, sir. Please." I hadn't come yet so it was my pleasure to line up my cock and slip inside her. With her pubic hair so short I could clearly see that Brooke was dilated and that her own juices were dripping from her clit onto the sheets. I fucked her hard and then stopped but Brooke continued to fuck back at me her fingers gripping the sheets and using them as leverage to move her hips. Finally I grabbed her hips and used them to fuck Brooke harder. I could feel my cock swelling inside of her, ready to cum as I pounded hard into her. "I'm going to cum, Brooke," I told her. "Inside of you. Are you ready?" "Oh yes, sir, yes... please cum inside me... please...deep..." she shouted. As I shot Brooke came again, harder than before, screaming incoherently. She collapsed flat on the bed with me lying on top of her. I could still feel her pussy throbbing around my cock, milking me, as she continued to come long after I had finished. "I've never come like that before. Thank you sir, thank you." "You're becoming a slut aren't you Brooke?" I asked as she cuddled afterward. Brooke was silent for awhile, I thought I might have pushed just a little too far. "I'm your slut, sir" she said kissing my chest. She smiled up at me before settling back into my arms. When we had finished Brooke noticed the huge wet spot on the sheets, almost all of it from her. She rushed off to wash them before she left. "When you come over on Friday there will be a uniform for you in the spare room. You'll be staying late so don't get here too early, just early enough to get ready for our guests and to spend a little time with me," I directed her. Chapter 4 The uniform that I had picked up for Brooke was unique. It consisted of a single blouse, square cut at the top and several sizes too large for her so that it extended to about mid-thigh. Because it was too large and was square cut Brooke couldn't bend forward without exposing her breasts or having them "fall out." Nor could she easily serve our guests by bending because that just exposed her ass. It was jet black which I thought looked good against her skin. The caterer had dropped off the food earlier and I had set up the bar as soon as they left. The first guests, Mark and Tiffany, arrived before Brooke, just as I had planned. Everybody knew what the game plan was so we rapidly set everything up. When Brooke came in I took her into the spare bedroom to put on her uniform. She was surprised by it to say the least, but she and I took off her clothing as we kissed and fondled each other. I had given Brooke a razor that vibrated, which made it almost impossible to cut yourself with, and told her to finish the job of shaving her pussy. I was happy to see that she had. It looked and felt great, smooth, hairless, soft and dripping wet. I know that Mark and Tiffany had let in the other guests while Brooke was being prepared, and they were all in the hot tub. What Brooke didn't know was that one of our guests, Larry, worked with Brooke's husband. Over drinks one night her husband had confided in Larry that Brooke wasn't very "adventuresome" when it came to sex. That he was kinda bored with their sex life and he'd like her to loosen up. He'd even said that he might really enjoy watching her get fucked, just to spice things up. As the night had gone on he'd even said that he was going to mention it to Brooke, just to see if she'd go for it. Brooke's husband was in the hot tub right now. I left Brooke in the kitchen to finish preparing the snacks and went out to the tub. Tiffany was wearing her smallest bikini and was sitting right next to hubby. He was trying to act cool, but he was having a hard time not looking at her cleavage. Somehow they had convinced him that, in order to be a member of the poker party, he had to go through an initiation. When everybody climbed out of the pool it was obvious that hubby was a little turned on, judging by the bulge in his swimming suit. I make no judgment on size. They had him sit in a chair in front of the glass door that led from the "party room" to the pool and used duct tape to secure his elbows to the armrests, leaving just enough play that he could reach his own crotch, but not enough that he could get loose. When that was done Tiffany leaned very close to him, letting him see down her top, and easing her thumbs in the sides of his suit. "You won't be needing these," she said pulling them off him before he could protest. Hubby was naked now, his cock shrinking in the exposure. "Ah, don't go away," Tiffany said running her finger nail over it. "You'll miss all the fun." It didn't go away, at least not completely. Tiffany can be very convincing, but she was not interested in hubby at all, just in the fun to come. She walked into the party room closing the sliding glass door behind her. Now we could see hubby and he could see us, and we could hear each other in a muffled short of way. That was when Brooke walked into the room carrying a tray of food. She looked at all of us, smiling in a shy way, and then caught site of her husband tied to the chair outside the door. She stood stalk still, her eyes wide before turning to me. "What...what's going on? I don't understand...I have to leave...oh god..." she said. "He wants to watch Brooke." I answered. We could hear hubby through the glass door saying her name. He looked shocked and surprised, but interestingly his cock was getting a little hard. Brooke looked at him again, her eyes traveling from his face to his hardening cock. There was no problem so far, he was naked she wasn't. It was then that Tiffany took her by the elbow saying, "Let me introduce you to everybody, I'm Tiffany. Chapter 5 I watched as Tiffany took Brooke around the table, all the while caressing Brooke's arm. Tiffany is a slender brunette, very pretty with large brown eyes and an olive complexion. She has an athletic type of build, smallish perky boobs, and small ass. She's only about 5 feet tall and can't weigh more than 110 at the most. "This is Mark, he's my significant other," Tiffany said pointing to Mark. "Significant Other?" Mark huffed. "We've been married for almost ten years, but I think other men have seen her naked more than I have[t1][t2][t3][t4]!" "Oh Mark, you know you love it," she teased right back. "I do, kinda," Mark replied. "And this is Larry," Tiffany continued. "Wait," Brooke said. "I know you, how do I know you?" "I work with your husband," Larry said glancing out the sliding door. "Oh, so that's how this worked," Brooke said. "He wants to watch? He said that?" "He did, Brooke. Although tonight is a surprise," Larry replied. "Oh," said Brooke looking straight through the glass into her husband's eyes. She was obviously thinking about all of this, but was also intrigued by the idea. Tiffany guided Brooke over the glass doors and pointed at her husband. "And of course you know who this is." As Brooke stood facing her naked husband Tiffany started stroking her cheek, finally running her fingers over Brooke's mouth. Brooke just continued to look out the glass as Tiffany leaned in to kiss her, letting her mouth follow the path of her finger on Brooke's lips. At first Brooke just stood there, but soon she started to kiss back. Very softly, as Tiffany was barely touching her with her finger and her mouth. I know from experience how sensual that experience call be, the wet finger on your lips, and Tiffany was very good at it. Soon Tiffany was pushing her leg between Brooke's as they continued to kiss. Brooke resisted at first, but finally her legs parted a little and Tiffany's soft thigh was rubbing Brooke's. The kiss became even more heated when Tiffany ran her finger over he own pussy, through the leg hole in her bikini, and used her own juices to moisten Brooke's lips. At first Brooke drew back in surprise, her tongue tasting the new flavor but that just gave Tiffany the opportunity to push her newly sweetened finger between Brooke's lips. In a moment Brooke had sucked the finger dry as Tiffany continued to kiss her neck and throat. We could all hear Brooke moaning very softly. She looked a little disappointed as Tiffany moved away, leaving her alone and looking out the glass door at her husband's raging hard-on, which had started to drip a little itself. She continued licking her lips for a moment as she watched him touching his cock. Brooke turned and started to serve us from the snack tray, me first of course, Larry and Mark didn't waste any time when she got to them. In addition to helping themselves from the tray, they helped themselves to Brooke, running their hands up her thighs to her pussy, pulling a breast out of her uniform to squeeze and caress. I got up, while nobody was paying much attention, and opened the door to the patio a little bit. Now hubby could hear what was going on. He watched me, but he didn't make a sound. Brooke was panting from all the attention by the time she got to Tiffany who simply turned her around so that her butt was sitting on the edge of the table. I had noticed that Tiffany's back was to the patio door, which meant that Brooke was looking over her head right at hubby. Tiffany pushed Brooke's hem up and, spreading her thighs, bent to lick and suck on Brooke's exposed pussy. I think that all hubby could see was his wife's spread legs and the back of Tiffany's head, but he could now hear her. "Oh god...what are you doing?..." as Tiffany first licked her from bottom to top with a flat, wet tongue. "Oh... oh..." as Tiffany repeated the licking. Then it changed as Tiffany sucked in Brooke's labia. I don't know where she had the tip of her tongue, but all of sudden Brooke went a little crazy. "Oh yes...oh...right there...right there...oh she's good...oooooooooooo..." and Brooke was cumming. I knew Brooke was turned on from the exposure, her hubby being there, the kissing and of course all the caressing from the guys, but still, she came in minutes from Tiffany's tongue work. Tiffany seemed to slow down for a minute before starting up again. This time Brooke was cumming again almost right away, even more intensely than before, of course the guys had Brooke's uniform pulled down and where each sucking one of her nipples, which might have helped. Her hips pumped against Tiffany's face as she screamed. After Tiffany had finished she turned in her chair so that hubby could see her wet face and dirty smile. Brooke was trying to cover herself, but her muscles weren't working right, and when she stood she was so wobbly that I had to support her. I walked her around to my side of the table and had her kneel beside me, still within view of the patio door. "Thank you, Sir." She whispered to me. Chapter 6 The poker game had its own set of rules. We each started out with a limited number of chips, once a player had lost all their chips they had to use clothing to bet with instead. Since we were all in bathing suits, either two piece for the girls, or with a tee shirt for the guys, it wouldn't last long. Once a player was naked they had to do whatever the winner asked for a period of two minutes. That may not seem like a long time, and it isn't, but it's long enough to get everybody worked up. Of course more than one player lost each hand so the winner could afford to share the wealth at times. It was agreed that Brooke was the "designated loser" of each hand. Once Brooke had calmed down I had her start the process of getting drinks for everybody and serving them. Of course the guys were free with their hands again, touching her pussy and exposing her boobs. She was in a sexual daze I think, even when Larry pulled her onto his lap and kissed her while stroking her thighs and her breasts she just seemed to purr and open herself for him. She looked flushed when she stood up, but she continued her rounds. When she got to me we kissed and I asked her if she was having a good time. "Oh yes," she whispered back. When she served Tiffany she surprised all of us by instigating the kissing and fondling. She took control by turning Tiffany's head up and kissing her and licking Tiffany's soft lips. I think she even whispered a thank you, but it was too soft to hear. As she moved away she made sure to "accidently" rub Tiffany's breast for about 10 or 15 seconds. Eventually all the chips were in front of either Larry or Mark. When Tiffany lost the next hand she took off her top and made a big show of turning around so that hubby could see as she pinched her nipples. She even rearranged her chair a little so that he could see her tits all the time. Of course her own husband couldn't see them, but she didn't seem to care much about that. When I lost I elected to remove my swimming suit, standing up as I did so that hubby could see my prick. I can be a prick sometimes, but I wanted him to witness it. I wasn't hard, far from it, but I had grown thicker from excitement. When I sat back down Brooke knelt beside me and started to stroke my cock in full view of the patio. She had been panting with excitement for some time, her face and chest were flushed, her uniform had been pulled below her breasts and left there. "Can I lick it, sir?" she asked never taking her eyes off my cock, but talking loud enough to be clearly heard outside. I stroked her hair and gently pulled her head toward my cock. Brooke turned her eyes to her husband as she started to lick. His eyes were open even wider than hers and he was leaning forward in his chair, trying hard not to stroke his cock so fast that he came too early. Chapter 7 Mark and Larry decided that having all the chips wasn't really much fun and volunteered to play for just their clothing, like everybody else. The next hand had Mark winning and his decision was that Brooke should do for Tiffany what Tiffany had done for Brooke. At first Brooke looked a little confused by this, but then realization dawned. She was going down on Tiffany. "Just do to her what she did to you," Mark instructed. Tiffany was a game of course, hopping up on the table and presenting her spread legs for hubby's view through the patio door. He looked very interested, staring at her intently while fondling himself. I've always found Tiffany's privates pretty fascinating too. For such a small women she has a rather large vagina. Her labia always look swollen and, unlike most women, her clitoris is visible. Brooke sat in Tiffany's chair and scooted close to the target in front of her. She took her time there, looking, running her hands over Tiffany's thighs, and sitting back a little before softly stroking Tiffany's shaved pussy. Tiffany was talking to whole time, making sure that everybody understood that Mark could only watch her tonight and narrating what Brooke was doing and how it felt. Finally she grew impatient and, reaching down, pulled Brooke's face firmly against her pussy. Brooke must have started doing something because Tiffany was moaning almost immediately. "Wow...she's a fast learner...that's good..." She gasped. Brooke pulled away for a moment to contemplate what she was doing, she glanced at me to see if she had a choice, turned to look over at her husband who was verbally urging her on, and finally lowered her head again and started working on Tiffany's pussy in earnest. If for no other reason than to get it done with. While Brooke was working I silently opened the patio door all the way, there was now nothing between hubby and us except air. Apparently Brooke had learned how to use her tongue the same way that Tiffany did because that poor girl went into a type of convulsion. Her ass was off the table, her face had turned bright red, and she was holding Brooke's head tight against herself. "Holy...oh...yes...do that to my clit...ahhhhhhh..." followed by a long string of words that made no sense whatsoever, she was cumming. Brooke did the same thing to her that had been done to Brooke. She was gentle for a minute before starting up again, and the result was the same as Tiffany's second orgasm could be heard for blocks around. When she was finished Brooke looked at all us, a grin on a face that was half covered in pussy juices. I'm pretty sure she had never done that sort of thing before and might never do it again, but she was proud of herself for doing it, and doing it well. Brooke came around the table after that and sat on my lap, we kissed as I licked and sucked Tiffany's juices off her face. Brooke's pussy was swollen and her own juices had run down her legs almost to her knees. "Sir, I'm very turned on..." she was gasping. I asked Tiffany to stand and had Brooke kneel on the now empty chair, her face and breasts were facing hubby and I lifted the hem of her uniform in the back and started to rub the head of my hard-on between the lips of her pussy. It was my plan to have her talk to hubby while I fucked her, but she got there ahead of me, looking right at him as she talked. My Housekeeper and Her Cuckold "I'm sorry honey...oh god...please forgive me...but I need his cock right now..." it took her a long time to get the words out as I eased myself inside of her. "His cock is so big...it stretches...it's so good...I love when he fucks me...please don't hate me honey...I can't help it..." Hubby was rubbing his cock fast now. "He's fucking your wife...he's using me...on honey...I'm so wet...he's so hard..." Tiffany eased hubby's hands away from his cock to keep him from cumming too soon, but she did run her pointy boobs over his balls and cock. I started to fuck Brooke much harder and faster. "Oh honey...he's really fucking me...we fuck every day...I'll do anything he wants me to do...he's so good...please don't hate me...I'll do anything you want me to...I'll make it up to you...oh god...I'm going to...going to..." And she came, screaming as hubby's own climax hit, his cum coating his chest and even hitting him in the chin. Chapter 8 I hadn't cum yet and as I pulled my cock out of Brooke, Mark moved in. He turned Brooke's chair around, holding her steady as she seemed to be in a trance. Once she was kneeling again, this time with her ass and dripping pussy pointed at hubby, Mark started to ease his cock into her. Mark isn't as big as I am, but he's not small either and, after ten years with Tiffany, he knows how to fuck. Hubby was now looking at his wife being taken from behind, her juices collecting on the chair under her. He couldn't see her face but he could hear her moan. I noticed that, in spite of just cumming, hubby's cock was fully erect again. I had to admire that, it's been awhile since I was able to go again so soon, but he'd had a lot of stimulation watching his wife. The game was forgotten now as Tiffany jumped me. She has a thing for fat cocks and girls, so licking Brooke off of my prick was like ambrosia to her. I was standing in front of Brooke as Tiffany started in on me, and I noticed that, even though she was being thoroughly fucked by Mark, she was watching us. Brooke's breasts were jiggling in time to Mark's pounding and they were too tempting for me. Brooke has large wonderful boobs, and the sight of them was adding to Tiffany's stimulation of my cock. When I started to play with them Brooke looked up at me and smiled, which wasn't easy given how she was gasping for air and moaning at the same time. Hubby was busy jacking off again, staring between his wife's legs as Tiffany wrestled me to the ground and, lifting one leg over my hips, sat down on my erection. She wasted no time easing herself down; she just dropped, howling as I filled her. The sight of this sent Brooke into orgasm again. Yelling and moaning, urging Mark to fuck her faster and harder. We could all hear him empty himself inside her, soon he pulled out, but I was busy being fucked by a crazy woman, so I didn't pay much attention. Brooke staggered over to hubby and I could hear her whispering to him, her breasts resting on his legs. He couldn't take his eyes off her at all, his mouth was hanging open and pre-cum was once again dripping from his cock. He seemed to be nodding "yes" to something Brooke was saying. Finally, Brooke stood up and staggered over to Tiffany and me. She had lost her uniform at some point and her chest was bright red, the skin around her pussy was blazing red, her thighs were soaked with the combined juices that were running out of her. I think she was having mini-orgasms with every step she took. She had to stop at the chair to collect herself before she could get to us. Kneeling down she started to kiss me while running her hands over my chest and touching Tiffany, which of course Tiffany loved. Soon Tiffany was cumming, her feet flat on the floor she was sawing her pussy over my pelvic bone while holding onto my hips. When she was done she just fell off me and curled up in a ball. I don't how I'd kept from cumming myself, it must have been because I'd been with Brooke so much that I was able to control myself and because I didn't really want to finish in Tiffany. I wanted Brooke. It was then that Brooke whispered to me that she'd never had two men at one time before. She looked at me with big eyes and then glanced over at hubby. Meanwhile Larry had rolled Tiffany onto her back and was humping her for all he was worth. She didn't seem to mind being taken that way and was already starting to hump right back at him. Brooke walked to over to hubby, doing something I'd never seen her do before. She was gathering the wetness from her pussy and spreading it over her asshole. We'd never experimented with that, and I didn't think Brooke had either. She bent over to kiss her hubby, and lightly stroke his throbbing cock before turning her back on him and, very carefully, easing him into her ass. When she had him all the way inside she stopped to get used to the feeling before putting her legs over the arms of the chair. This opened her pussy and gave me a perfect target. Again, I rubbed the head of my prick over her entrance before sinking inside of her. Because hubby was in her ass, and she was very swollen, the going was slow. Brooke seemed to be really enjoying the new sensations, yelling and moaning, "oh...oh...two cocks...I'm being fucked... by two cocks...I've never been...full...ooooo..." I could feel hubby's cock through the thin wall between Brooke's vagina and anus. He was fucking her as best he could given the weight on him and the tape on his arms, I could hear his grunting. It was then that I started to long fuck Brooke, pulling my cock almost all the way out before shoving it back in. I wanted to cum and I wanted to hear her scream. Brooke started to beg me to cum inside her. "Please...sir...hogged...cum inside me...deep...deep in inside...oh please...I want to feel you both cum...I'm so close... now... now..." I could feel hubby's cock contracting inside her while Brooke's pussy gripped me tightly. I started to cum inside her, drenching her as she threw her head back cumming herself. "Thank you...thank you...oh god...that's so good...I'm sorry honey...it's so wrong...but I needed it...so much..." as I pulled my cock out of her a fountain of seamen and Brooke's own fluids seemed to follow. Brooke had turned her head to kiss her husband before easing herself off him. That was another adventure ride that she may never take again, but I don't think she regretted taking it this time. She carefully undid the tape on his arms and held him as he started to sag. His cock was almost as red as her pussy and was finally starting to go soft. Behind us we could hear Larry and Tiffany cumming together as Mark asked were the beer was kept. Chapter 9 Brooke and hubby talked for a few minutes out on the patio. Well, Brooke talked, he mostly just listened. I left the room for a while to clean up and go to the bathroom, when I returned the guys were all sitting at the table getting the game going again, using chips this time. Brooke and Tiffany were standing by the kitchen talking and laughing together. I sat down at the table and they dealt me in, hubby was sitting on the side of the table a little bit away from me. Soon Tiffany and Brooke bought a couple more trays of snacks and drinks for all of us, then took their places at the table, Tiffany sat between hubby and Larry while Brooke, ignoring her husband completely, sat next to me. Hubby looked a little put out by that but I noticed Tiffany's hand moving under the table and soon hubby started to just look distracted. We played cards for an hour or so, laughing and eating, everybody naked. I think Larry could have kept fucking and I know that Tiffany was good to go, but finally hubby said that he thought it was time to go home, looking right at Brooke. "I'm going to stay here tonight, honey" she said. "I'll be home tomorrow." She just continued to concentrate on her cards, even starting to shuffle while hubby just looked a little put out. "You can stay if you want, but you'll have to sleep on the floor" she added. Tiffany wasn't going to let that pass, "let's all sleep on the floor!" And before I knew it she and Larry were carrying blankets and pillows and making a giant bed for all of us. Blankets on the bottom and sheets, it looked all that I owned, on top. I guess Brooke would be doing a lot of laundry, if she still worked for me. I went over to lie down, trying it out, and Brooke immediately lay down beside me, resting her head on my chest and making sure that my arm was around her holding her breast. Mark curled up behind her, his hand on her hip his cock wedged against her ass. Tiffany pulled Larry and hubby over to the blanket and had them lie on either side of her with her arms around both of them. Hubby was a little self conscience, but Larry was running his hands from her perky boobs to her pussy while they kissed each other. "Wait a minute," Tiffany yelled jumping up. She ran to the light switch and the room was plunged into darkness with just the reflected light from the pool and hot tub coming through the patio door. We could see her shadow as she resumed her place on the blankets. Brooke's hand was on my cock as we whispered together. "Will you be able to continue working here?" I asked her. "Of course," she said. "It's what I want, but just in case, I want you again tonight. Well, once Mark is done with whatever he's doing back there." My cock was getting hard again as she played with it and suddenly she began jerking and moaning as Mark started doing whatever it was. Brooke lowered her head so that she could take my cock in her month and arch her back to make it easier for Mark. The faster her body jerked the harder she sucked and stroked me. She got up onto her knees and I could see the outline of Mark behind her. She was still jerking and her breasts were knocking against each other as she held my cock. She'd given up sucking I guess, finding it too difficult to keep it in her mouth. We all heard a loud moan and grunting from the other group, the moan was from Tiffany, I couldn't identify the grunting. That was enough to set Brooke off "ooooooo...yes...he's good...ooooooooo..." With each thrust of his cock, and she was cumming again and a loud "o" was coming from her mouth. I held her as she collapsed onto me. Over her head I could see Tiffany on top of somebody, but I couldn't tell who it was. Brooke was breathing hard as I held her, trying to catch her breath. I'd lost track of her orgasms, but I knew that her poor pussy had to be very sore by now. "Are you sure, Brooke? We can wait until morning" I said as she started to toy with me again. "Oh no," she answered. "I have a plan." Chapter 10 The sun had started to come up as Brooke crawled on top of me. Her breasts flattened on my chest and her legs were on either side of me. It took a long time to ease my cock inside of her, because we were both sore and because she was so swollen from being used so much. But her pussy was very wet, and that helped. We kissed as we did it, I paid a lot of attention to her neck and I was rewarded by her loud gasp as I finally sank all the way inside of her. Brooke wasted no time in shifting her legs so that were inside of mine. This allowed her to move slowly against me, and I guess, gain the most stimulation. I whispered in her ear while we were moving together that I wasn't done with her. Now that I'd turned her into my slut I was going to let even more people use her, maybe even make her do things that she wouldn't want to do. At least she wouldn't want to do them at first. She moaned loudly as I talked, moving even faster against me. "Oh please sir, I don't know if I can do that..." Just as she said that we both noticed that hubby was kneeling right next to us, watching as we fucked. At first Brooke tried to stop her movements, but I wouldn't let her. "Tell your husband what you just told me, Brooke" I ordered. "Oh no...I can't..." but her movement against me intensified. His prick was standing fully erect, pointing at her face. Her eyes seemed glued to the sight, even as she fucked me from the top. She started slowly, saying, "I'm a slut...oh honey I'm sorry...I can't help myself...I'll do anything he orders me to do...do you hate me?" I ordered her to sit up on my cock so that hubby could see her breasts bounce and so that she could reach him. The look on her face was incredibly erotic, she was looking at her hubby for forgiveness and understanding while naked fucking another man. "Suck his cock, Brooke" I ordered her gripping her hips hard. "Oh god..." she reached out to touch him as he moved his cock close to her mouth. I had the best of both worlds, I was fucking his wife and watching her run her tongue over his erection. She was moving his cock rapidly in and out of her mouth as she ground against me, the pace picked up as Brooke's breathing increased. I thought she might pass out as hubby started to cum in her mouth with a loud sustained moan, this was enough to make Brooke cum too, holding his cock as it shot, first in her mouth and then on her face. It was a sight I'll never forget. The lower half of Brooke's face was covered in cum from hubby, the rest of her face was red and blotchy from the intensity of her orgasm. It was later; we all showered and had breakfast. Everybody was dressed except Brooke who wasn't allowed to even put on her uniform. It was agreed that Brooke would remain naked and available. It was also agreed that Brooke would be punished if she didn't perform to our standards. Everybody voted, even hubby who seemed to enjoy the breakfast the most when Brooke brought him his food, bending so that her breasts were naked in front of him. Mark thought that, if Brooke had to be naked and available, maybe she should wear a chain with a bell attached. Nobody thought he was serious, so we all agreed that it was a wonderful idea. Mark ran out to his car for just a moment and returned with a very light metal dog collar, chain, and small Christmas bells that Tiffany had just bought as a present for somebody. Brooke look completely humiliated as the two of them slipped the dog collar over her head, connecting the collar first to the bells, and then to the chain before finally handing the end of the chain to me. Every time I moved it, or Brooke moved, the bells would ring. I asked Larry and hubby if there were any other guys that they worked with that played poker. Brooke's eyes opened wide and she rapidly shook her head at me, everybody looked at her because the bells were ringing so loudly, but I paid no attention. Larry and hubby looked at each other before answering, "Yeah, we can think of a few." Chapter 11 It was agreed that we'd all meet back at my place in the evening, but that Brooke would stay with me for the day. When he left hubby took all of her clothing with him. Brooke watched him leave, standing naked except for her new collar and chain, with a look of confusion mixed with excitement on her face. We didn't do much that day; Brooke cleaned up and got things prepared for that evening. She washed the sheets and put away all the blankets before going to one of the spare guest rooms for a nap. After a while I heard her bells jingling and looked in on her, she was sleeping on her stomach, but humping the bed and moaning. The bells disturbed her so she rolled onto her side, still sleeping, and pushed her hands between her thighs, tight against her pussy. She moved against her hands, still sleeping, while moaning softly. I could only imagine what her dream must have been about. I left her alone while I took my own nap in the master bedroom. I'd been asleep for about 3 hours when the door bell sounded, waking me up. It was the delivery guy bringing more food and drink for the evening. While he was putting everything into the kitchen I heard the shower running in the room that Brooke was using. By the time I returned to the kitchen after cleaning myself Brooke was busy taking care of all the food. She was beautiful working in the nude, the bells on her collar ringing whenever she moved. I used her chain to pull her to me and welcomed her to the new party by kissing her and caressing her breasts. When I put my hand between her legs I discovered that her pussy was very wet and open, but she didn't seem as red and sore as she had been a few hours ago. When our guests started to arrive Brooke had to greet them at the door, offering a tray of snakes or her breasts, whichever they'd prefer. The first ones through the door were hubby and three men I didn't recognize people he worked with. Brooke's blushed immediately and looked down shyly at the tray while saying, "Would you like a treat or would you look to play with my boobs?" She didn't want to do that, but my directions to her were clear. The first time she didn't say it right I spanked her on her bottom. It wasn't much of a spank, but it surprised her and almost caused her to drop the tray. She got it right the next time. Hubby took a snack, which didn't surprise me very much, and then stood and watched as the other three guys took turns playing with her boobs. Twisting her nipples before sucking on them, squeezing and caressing her, Brooke looked flushed and was starting to breathe a little hard. They didn't limit themselves to just her breasts, they were free with their hands on her legs and ass too. She looked at hubby and then at me. "Please don't make me do this," where in her eyes, but there was no out, not yet. Tiffany and Mark arrived next and of course Tiffany was all over Brooke while Mark started to fill up on food. They kissed and held each other like old friends, when Tiffany started to fondle Brooke between her legs the poor girl just about lost it. Tiffany stopped while Brooke was breathing hard, but hadn't cum. Larry came in with two new girls. Their first comment was, "This is interesting. Can anybody play with her?" Of course the answer was "yes." Chapter 12 I never did get the names of the two new girls straight. One was blonde with big boobs and the other had hair that might have been red. I just thought of them as blonde and red, which worked for me. All of us sat around talking for awhile while Brooke served us drinks and food. I don't think she was comfortable being nude with a collar on but she did it. The guys were free with their hands and mouths, she was on a sexual edge the entire time. When Tiffany pulled her fingers out of Brooke's pussy a long string of juice came with it. The blonde was sitting next to hubby when she handed Brooke her lipstick tube and told her to write the worth "slut" on her belly just above her pussy. Brooke looked horrified and even more stricken when she realized that she would be doing it only a few feet away from her husband. Her hand was shaking as she, first pulled the skin up tight exposing her pussy even more, and then slowly upside down, wrote the word on herself. Hubby was fascinated by the scene, storing up a memory that I'm sure he would dredge up for years to come. Brooke was told to turn in a circle so that we could all she the reddish word that she had written on herself. That started a competition to come up with the most humiliating words we could think of for Brooke to write on her body. By the time we were done Brooke was lying on the coffee table in front of us having written not only "slut," but also "available" "pussy eater" "insert cock here" and several other terms on her legs and boobs. In fairness, she could only reach so far. Blonde and red were getting into the game and the other guys were working on ways to get them naked too. It took Tiffany, of course, to take charge, but not in a way that the guys had imagined. "You know what's really fun?" she asked. Before anybody could answer she said "order the slut!" My Housekeeper and More As I sat there finishing some paperwork, I couldn't happen to notice Kristy's cute little ass bobbing up and down as she polished the furniture. She looked so sexy in that skimpy maid's costume I gave her. Her breasts were full and perky and her ass was so nice and firm that I just couldn't wait to fondle her smooth curves. I hired Kristy two weeks ago on a temporary basis with potential to hire. She needed the money and her credentials were outstanding and besides she was beautiful. I tried to put my eyes back on my bills but it was no use. I loved working from home; I could make my own schedule and wear whatever I want. No suites and ties anymore. After a few minutes of staring I took off my robe and sneaked up behind her with my hard cock in hand. Since I ordered her not to wear any panties while working I just slowly crept up and rubbed her pussy with it from behind. "Oh Mark, don't you ever give any warning?" she said as she giggled and repositioned herself with her legs open. She stood there leaning on the wood table as I rubbed my throbbing cock on her now wet pussy. Man it felt so good. "Stop teasing me Mark and just give me your cock already!" she said. So I slowly inserted it in her pussy savoring the sensation of her tight hole. I started pumping slowly while I admired her luscious body. Kristy was a slim woman with light brown hair. When I interviewed her she said she was 20 years old and taking time off from college to earn money. "Shit Mark, if I knew about your place two years ago I would have skipped college and worked here right away. Oh god, please right there, yes, don't stop. I love your huge cock inside of me," She said in a sexy voice yearning for more. As I pumped faster she continued to moan and yell. "Harder.....faster...shit....don't stop...I'm going to cum!" Kristy yelled as she quivered and collapsed on the table. Just then she turned around and gave me a sexy grin. "Now it's time for me to play with your cock," she giggled. We walked over to the couch and I sat down while she kneeled on the floor. Immediately she took my cock in her hand and began to suck it from left to right, up and down, in circles, and every way imaginable. "Kristy, oh Kristy, I'm so glad I hired you. Oh shit right there, keep sucking like that!" She grabbed my slippery cock in her hand and held it at the base. She then opened her mouth and took my penis all the way in. After fucking her a few times I learned that Kristy was a natural at deep-throating me. Up and down she went licking my cock and balls and every few seconds she took me all the way in. Her throat was so small and tight...."Don't stop Kristy! I'm going to cum...shit....yes baby yes swallow my cum!" Kristy crawled up to the couch and sat next to me as she continued stroking my cock. We kissed for several minutes as I removed her black bra and I stroked her breasts, tummy, and thighs all the way down to her clit. Kristy squirmed and I knew that was my cue. I knelt down on the floor, spread her legs open and dove in. Her pussy was so pink and wet. As I licked and tickled her clit she squirmed some more. "Damn I love sucking your pussy Kristy." "Mark I want you to finger me." She said. So I put two fingers inside of her and thrust them back and forth while I didn't forget to flick her clit with my tongue every few seconds. Before I knew it she yelled "I'm gonna cum.....oh.....shit......fffuuuucccckkkk me! Her entire body shuddered and I knew that I was successful. "I love my job," Kristy said. "Just don't forget that I not only hired you to fuck when I get horny, you still have to do your housekeeping duties." I said. "Trust me, I have no problem with this arrangement" she said and we smiled together.