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Curious WM 30

By: 0ra11yfix8ed



Disclaimer: Some readers are going to be surprised that there will be some oral sex involving a curious older male and a curious younger male! If you don't understand the nature of sexual curiosity please don't read any further. If, on the other hand you do and want to offer constructive criticism, please do. I welcome any and all comments that will help me be a better writer or to better understand the curious male.

CURIOUS WM, 30 looking for first time oral experience from another man. All calls answered. 4257

You've seen the ads. Maybe you even thought about answering one. Maybe you did. I saw this ad and was drawn to it. It was so simple. A curious guy wants to find someone to satisfy his need to know what it would be like to have a man give him head. He may have had oral sex from a woman but he wants a man to go down on him. He didn't say "with" which would imply reciprocity, it seems that he just needs to find a cock sucker.

But it's not so simple is it? First there is the danger of trusting a complete stranger. You won't tell your closest friends and relatives what you want to try but you'll admit to a stranger that you want him to pleasure you orally! How nuts is that? What if he's sick? What if he's a sicko? What if he's a gay basher looking for a victim. All kinds of bad things could go wrong. But still you try. Maybe there is someone out there willing to give you your first time oral experience.

It takes guts to answer this ad too. There are many game players out there looking for lonely men to take advantage of. It could be a set-up. Lots of things could go wrong. If you are married you could loose your wife and family. You could catch AIDS or another disease. Why would you risk it?

To find out. To answer the nagging question, "what does it feel like to go down on your knees and willingly take another man's manhood into your mouth and pleasure him?" For years you have wondered, for years you've had a recurring masturbation fantasy. You've had wet dreams about it; you can't shake the need to find out. 

So you call the number, you enter the code, you answer the questions and then you wait!

One day passes, then two, you feel foolish. You tell yourself it was just a shot in the dark, nothing ventured, nothing gained. By the weekend you are almost glad that there has been no response. Saturday morning you tell your wife you are going to the barber. She asks you to pick up a half gallon of milk and some Danish pastry for Sunday brunch with your mother.

As you leave the drive the cell phone you so judiciously obtained just for this purpose vibrates. It can only be one person, CURIOUS WM 30.

"Hello."

"Hello, Karl. Is that you?"

"Who?"

"Is Karl there? I'm returning his call."

You forgot your pseudonym. "I'm sorry, I miss-heard you. This is he. Who is this?"

"This is CURIOUS, Karl. Have I called at a bad time? I don't mind calling back later." He seems very unsure of himself, courteous and apologetic, sorry to be imposing.

"No, please, this is perfect. I'm alone now; we can talk for a few minutes."

"I read your response to my ad, Karl, and quite frankly I'm only calling to be polite. I promised to answer all calls but I'm afraid that you don't really fit the profile I'm looking for. But thanks for responding, that took some courage on your part and I respect that. I hope you'll understand. Maybe you'll have better luck next time…"

My mind raced after I heard "to be polite." I needed to keep CURIOUS on the line. "I'm not sure I understand, CURIOUS, would you take a moment and help me?"

"I will if I can."

"What were the things that disqualified me in your opinion?" I couldn't believe I was asking this man to tell me why I couldn't suck his cock. Just the fact that I'd do it at all should have made him want me to do the job!

"The first thing was your age, Karl. I don't think a man over twice my age is a good fit really."

"Would you rather I lied and said I was fifty or better yet forty-nine. You would find out soon enough if I lied. Besides, I've been thinking about doing this as long as you've been alive."

"That's the second thing, Karl. You admit you have no experience. I think I want someone who knows what they are doing to guide me."

"Think again, CURIOUS, do you want to be guided or do you want to take control. I've never done it it's true but I don't have any bad habits. You can tell me were to lick and when, where to kiss and when, where to suck and when, how long, how hard. You can have the blow job you've always dreamed of because I'll let you tell me how to do it." I was trying to sell myself as a blow job trainee, I couldn't believe my ears!

"Get real, Karl. I need some one who will follow through, swallow if you will. I don't need a beginner who will gag and quit.

I can't guarantee that I'll swallow or even finish the job until I learn more about you, CURIOUS, but neither can anyone else who has contacted you. These cell phone calls are expensive, why don't we meet and discuss this over breakfast? 

"I don't think so, Karl."

"There's a diner on Main near 77, do you know it?"

"I've eaten there!" CURIOUS seemed surprised that we had the same breakfast place in common. So was I really.

"Good, I'll be there in twenty minutes. I'm wearing beige slacks, a light blue polo shirt and a white painter's cap. I'll get a booth. If you decide to join me, introduce yourself as "Phil" and lay a copy of the paper that's open to your ad on the table. Don't say anything more, just think about it and surprise me." I didn't give him a chance to say no. I just snapped the cell phone shut, took a deep breath, closed my eyes and exhaled.

I could not believe that I had just made a date with a man to have oral sex and that I would be the one to go down. I'm sure he knew it too. If he showed up I would be giving him head soon. The only question was where.

I parked behind the diner and went in. The morning rush was over so there were plenty of booths available. I took the one closest to the door and seated myself facing the rear of the diner. I didn't want to check out every man who entered, I'd let "Phil" find me.

I ordered coffee and was working on my second refill, beginning to loose hope and feeling foolish when a young man approached, laid a copy of the paper on the table and said, "Hi, I'm Phil."

I smiled, extended my hand and returned his greeting, "Hi, Phil. I'm Karl, please sit down."

The waitress took his order for coffee. When she brought the coffee she asked, "Are you ready to order?"

"Just coffee for me," Phil said.

"Just coffee now," I agreed.

We sipped our coffee and silently studied each other. I wanted him to break the ice; after all, I got him to come to the diner. The next move was his.

"Do you come here often?" He asked softly.

He was trying to pick me up! Guys use that lame line on women when they can't think of anything else to say. He may not have known it but subconsciously he had accepted me. All I had to do was get him alone in a safe place. "Maybe once a month." I replied. "You?"

"Every day, my office is in the building behind the diner." My poker face must have cracked; I couldn't believe we might be able to use his office. 

"Is your office open on Saturday?"

"Only during tax season and by appointment."

"I think you know what's next, Phil," I pointed out in hushed tones. "Fate has brought us together here, today. You are curious about letting a man go down on you and I would love to find out what a nice hard cock feels like when it erupts in my mouth. Take me to your office. Let's see what we've been missing." I was taking the direct approach, no pussy footing, let's do it or forget it.

Phil just looked at me. He wanted this as much as I did but I understood his hesitation. Maybe I was too aggressive, maybe I should have taken more time, maybe he would get cold feet and turn me down. The longer it took the more confident I became; he was warming to the idea that an older man could satisfy him. I didn't fit his fantasy but he was mentally rewriting it as we sat there in silence.

"Can I warm up your coffee?" Our waitress offered.

Phil looked up and said, "No thanks bring us our check."

I smiled. "Our check." He had already made us a couple!

Phil took the check and handed the waitress a five dollar bill, "Keep the change."

She thanked him and we got up to leave. "After you," I said. "You're the leader now!"

We walked up a sidewalk to an office building on a rise above the restaurant. I took stock of his physique as we climbed the steps to the front entrance. He was not overly athletic, not fat, but maybe a little paunchy. A younger version of me. Only now did I think about his penis, what if it was too big or too long. I wanted something I could comfortably accommodate. Was it too late for me to back out?

We took the elevator to the eighth floor and entered a small office that had a glass door and wall facing the hallway. He locked the door and went through a doorway into a larger office. There were two arm chairs and a small table by the window, his desk faced the window and the chairs. The view was spectacular. "Where are the drapes?" I wondered.

"We don't have any," he answered. "Our lease specifically prohibits drapes and blinds, but we don't need them anyway. The windows are mirrored on the outside. The whole building is a giant mirror. No one can see in but we can see out. Besides we are on the eighth floor and there isn't another building on this side of the valley. You'd need a hell of a telescope to make out anything from that distance.

I wasn't sure this fit my fantasy, it was unnerving, like being in a fish bowl. "I don't know what to do next." I confessed. "Why don't you describe your fantasy and we can act it out."

"Ok, I'm seated at my desk checking over a clients report when my assistant comes around the corner and announces, "Mr. ah…, Phil, your nine o'clock is here."

I say, "show him in, Angela, and then why don't you get some coffee, I don't want to be interrupted for any reason. Is that clear?"

"Yes sir," she answers coyly, "I'll be in the coffee shop, when your consultation is over you can call me."

You take a seat in one of the easy chairs, Angela leaves, and we hear the door close. I wait a moment and go check the lock. It's secure. When I return I stand in front of my desk and say, "If you want it; come and get it."

"That's good, why don't you lean on the desk and we'll pick it up right there."

Phil took his position at the desk and I took mine in the easy chair. I waited. Finally he caught on. "If you want it; come and get it!"

I licked my lips as I smiled and looked him directly in the eyes. I knew that very soon I would be sucking a cock, a real cock, his cock. I slid forward in the chair and dropped to my knees. I licked my lips again. Phil smiled as I crawled across the room and knelt at his feet. 

"May I unbuckle your belt?" I begged.

"You may." My hands brushed the sides of his thighs as I brought them up to his waist and undid his belt buckle.

"May I unzip your trousers?"

"You may." I let my hands lightly caress the front of his thighs as I gently rubbed his crotch and slid his zipper down.

"May I unbutton your trousers?"

"You may." 

As I undid his trouser button I begged. "Please, let me help you out of your trousers." 

I licked my lips again as he stepped out of his slacks. I folded them neatly and laid them on his desk. His cock was already hard and tenting his boxers. I put my face on his package and nuzzled it, I could feel the heat of his cock as it throbbed and his balls were tight. I began to worry that he might not be able to last long enough for me to fulfill my fantasy. The musky odor of his genitals was as pleasing as it was familiar. "Please let me help you out of your boxers."

His cock sprang free as he stepped out of his boxers and my mouth began to water as I looked at the first cock I would ever suck. It was just an average cock but that was all I really wanted. I hesitated, not because I was afraid but because I wanted to remember this moment, the moment my mouth would loose its virginity. "May I lick your balls, please?"

"You may." He raised one leg and laid it on his desk exposing his crotch. I stared, not truly believing that I was this close to a naked cock; a hard cock that curved upward. His balls were drawn up tight and looked ready to explode. I must have looked too long because he goaded me, "Are you going to change your mind? Are you going to leave me sitting here with my cock waving good-by?"

"No, please. It's just that I want to remember your beautiful penis! When I'm alone and jacking off I want to remember what your testicles look like! Soon I will be giving up my mouth's virginity and I want to remember every last detail.' I leaned in and let the tip of my tongue touch his sack. I tasted salt. I became bolder and licked with more tongue. As his sack became slick with my saliva I began to be less timid.

Slowly I licked him, as his cock brushed against my cheeks and nose; I licked his balls and the base of his cock. He made low groaning noises as I sucked first one ball then the other, all the while his cock waited impatiently for its turn. When I knew that I comfortable washing his crotch with my lips and tongue I realized what was next!

"May I lick your cock, Sir?"

"You may," he sighed, "please, please do!"

I began at the root of his penis, under his ball sack and licked slowly up the underside of his engorged prick. I licked up one side and down the other being careful not to stimulate the very tip. I'd suck on the side and lick, and then I'd move closer to the tip, suck gently and lick. When I couldn't wait any longer I asked, "May I suck the end of your cock, Sir?" 

"Do it already, you cock teaser, suck it and suck it dry!"

My lips covered the head of his penis and I gently sucked as I flicked the tip with my tongue. I let a half an inch more in and licked the underside as I pulled slowly back. The second time I sucked him in I took almost half of his cock. As the head rubbed the roof of my mouth my tongue continued to lick the underside. I began to find a rhythm, slowly bobbing in and out, licking and sucking as his penis slid out, using my tongue to hold it against the roof of my mouth as it slid in. I became more and more comfortable with taking it deeper and deeper until my lips found the base of his cock. It wasn't especially long so I forgot my worries about gagging and increased my tempo. He let me do all the work as I held onto his ass and fucked him with my mouth. In and out, faster and faster, until I felt his ass tighten and his cock throb. The first spurt filled my mouth so I swallowed quickly and held his cock in one hand and stroked it, his balls in the other as I sucked his cum from his wilting dick, spurt after spurt until there was no more to eat.

His cock slipped from my lips and I looked up at him. He put his hand on the side of my face and caressed it. "I can't believe I almost told you no! You were better than I imagined, better than I'd hoped for."

"May I help you put your boxers on now?"

"You may."

He stepped into his shorts and as I pulled them up I kissed his cock one last time as if to say good-by. "May I help you put your trousers on, Sir?"

"You may."

I held his trousers as he stepped into them and then pulled them up, tucking in his shirt, buttoning his waist band, buckling his belt and finally zipping his fly. I patted his crotch and kissed it one more time before standing up. I looked at him and knew I wanted to do this again. I wondered how long I'd have to wait.

"How was it for you?" 

"If you mean would I do it again the answer is yes. Your cock is just the right size and your cum is sweet. I think I'd like to do it for you whenever you feel the need.

"How about Monday morning at nine?" His eyes twinkled.

"Book it!" I smiled knowing next time would be even better!

Curious WM 30 Ch. 02



Disclaimer: Even though this story can be appreciated on it's own it will make more sense to read "CURIOUS WM 30" first. If you do not understand man to man sex or worse, loath it, please pick another story and don't waste your time. If you can offer insight or constructive criticism please do! I welcome any honest attempts to help me write better or understand this topic and will answer any sincere email.

"Karl, can you pickup the dry cleaning today?"

"What, dear?"

"Aren't you listening? You seem distracted."

"It's nothing, dear. What did you say?"

"I need you to pick up the dry cleaning today, can you do that?"

"Of course, dear. I'll get it this morning after I do the breakfast dishes and make the beds." We've been sleeping in separate beds in separate rooms for some time now because she says I snore, maybe that's why we don't have sex any more than we do.

"Please don't forget."

"Yes, dear." I said as I cleared the table and rinsed the dishes before putting them in the dish washer. I had just twenty minutes before I could leave for Phil's.

Before I answered Phil's ad my days were filled with meaningless errands. My small body shop had been acquired by a large medical firm intent on owning the entire block. They will too, the city is behind them. They're the largest employer in the area and no matter what they say when money talks councilmen listen. It wasn't so bad. I was just fifteen months from my sixty-second birthday so I took early retirement and spent my free time on the internet. That's how I became interested seriously in man to man sex. I met Phil through a personal ad in a local paper and that's why I was distracted. I couldn't tell Martha, of course, but today I had a reason to be excited about the day!

It had been two days since I had Phil's dick in my mouth and I missed the contrast between the velvety softness of his glans and hardness of his shaft just before he exploded in my mouth. I needed him, maybe more that he needed me!

At precisely nine, I walked into Phil's office. An attractive young woman was seated behind the desk. She looked the part of an efficient office assistant. Hair drawn back, not a pony tail exactly, but gathered behind her head by her neck. Her plain white blouse was buttoned up to her neck and her glasses were the wire rimmed kind that made her look like a teacher or librarian. What make-up she wore was subdued, maybe non-existent!

"May I help you?" She asked sweetly, a little too sweetly, almost syrupy.

"I have a nine o'clock appointment." I informed her.

"With Phil?" She smiled, looking directly into my confused eyes.

I was a little surprised. No, I was a lot surprised. How much did she know? If she knew our code word what else had he told her?

She stood in the doorway and announced coyly, "Phil, your nine o'clock is here."

"Show him in, Angela. And then why don't you get yourself some coffee, I don't want to be disturbed for any reason, is that clear?"

"Yes, Phil. I'll be in the coffee shop; you can call me when your consultation is over." She nodded to me, "This way please."

As I brushed by I felt her breasts on my arm, I swear they felt like her nipples were hard!

"Have a seat." Phil offered. I sat in the same chair that I used on Saturday. I heard the door close and after a short, silent wait Phil went to the outer office and locked it.

"Karl, I hope you don't mind," he announced almost apologetically as he returned, "I'd like to spice up our scene a little. If you don't mind, of course."

"Tell me what it is, Phil. If it turns you on maybe it will turn me on too."

"I want to be 'in charge', if you will. I want to be the Master and you to be my obedient slut slave. And I'd like you to be naked when you do me. Is that too much to ask?"

"Not at all, Phil. Is that all you want to change?"

"There is one more thing, Karl. When you are serving me, when you are sucking me I need you to show me how much my cock means to you. If you are not already hard I'd like you to be stroking your cock; you shouldn't cum or anything just keep yourself hard while you suck me, like you are really turned on by my cock."

"That won't be hard at all, Phil; I am turned on by your cock. I can't stop thinking about it! Your cock is exciting; I'm hard right now just waiting for you to let me suck you! If you'll let me strip I'll show you what just thinking about sucking your amazing cock does for me!"

"O.K. Then just stand behind that chair and beg me to let you take your clothes off."

I stood behind the chair by the window with the sun bearing down like a spotlight, "Master Phil, may I please take off my clothes and pleasure your beautiful penis?" It was a little awkward but I did want to please him.

"You may strip slowly slave and tease yourself while I watch."

I turned my back to him and faced the window as I tried to be as seductive as possible while I stripped. I felt a little foolish doing a bump and grind but when I was finally naked my penis stood straight out. I faced him and put my hands behind my head. With my feet slightly spread my 'package' was fully exposed and accurately gauged my level of excitement!

"If you want it, come and get it!"

I licked my lips. I knew that very soon I would be sucking cock again, a real cock, his cock. I dropped to my knees and licked my lips again. Phil smiled and rubbed his crotch as I crawled across the room on my hands and knees and knelt at his feet. 

I raised my head and gently nuzzled his crotch with my face. "Please sir, may I unbuckle your belt?" I begged.

Phil allowed me to stimulate his package with my face before finally granting permission. "You may."

I nuzzled him again and kissed his package while I kneaded his ass and felt his cock growing harder. "May I unzip your trousers, please?"

"You may."

My fingers groped his crotch and squeezed his penis as my lips kissed his excited package. "May I unbutton your trousers?"

"You may."

"Please let me help you out of your trousers so I can properly serve your beautiful cock." I said as I licked my lips again.

He stepped out of his slacks and I folded them neatly and laid them on his desk. His cock still wasn't completely hard yet. I put my face against his package again and nuzzled it; I could feel his cock twitch and his balls tighten. "Please let me help you out of your boxers, sir."

His cock bounced freely as he stepped out of his boxers and my mouth watered as I looked at his cock again. It may have been an average cock but that was what I knew and all I really wanted. I hesitated, this time because I wanted to build suspense and savor the moment. I gazed at his cock and wondered at how truly beautiful it was. "Please Master; may I lick your balls?"

"You may."

Slowly I licked him, as his cock brushed against my cheeks and nose; I licked his balls and the root of his cock, I could feel it rubbing on my ear. He lifted one leg and laid it on the desk. His crotch was now fully exposed; balls drawn up tight and his penis dangling in front of them. I licked under his balls almost to his asshole. I heard myself make obscene slurping noises that betrayed how much his cock made my mouth water. It was if his balls were made of a very delicious but melting ice cream and I was too greedy to let any of it go to waste. Again he made low groaning noises as I sucked first one ball then the other, all the while his cock waited patiently for its turn.

"May I lick your lovely cock, Sir?"

"You may," he sighed, "be quick about it!"

I began at the root and licked slowly up the underside of his prick; lifting it as I licked. I licked up one side and down the other being careful not to stimulate the very tip. I'd suck on the side and lick, and then I'd move closer to the tip, suck gently and lick. When I couldn't wait any longer I asked, "May I suck your cock head, Sir?" 

"Do it already, you cock teaser, suck it and suck it dry!"

My lips covered the head of his penis and I gently sucked as I flicked the tip with my tongue. It grew steadily as I sucked gently. I let a half an inch more in and licked the underside as I pulled slowly back. The second time I sucked him in I took almost half of his cock. As the glans rubbed the roof of my mouth my tongue continued to lick the underside. I found the rhythm I had learned on Saturday, slowly bobbing in and out, licking and sucking as his penis slid out, using my tongue to hold it against the roof of my mouth as it slid in. I became more and more comfortable with taking it deeper and deeper until my lips found the base of his cock. Each time his cock popped free my lips smacked like a country boy sucking the meat off ribs and the little snorts and grunts I made when I sucked him in again must have sounded bizarre. Again he let me do all the work as I held onto his ass and fucked him with my mouth. In and out, faster and faster, until I felt his hands on my head. He leaned away from the desk and began thrusting into my mouth, this time he was fucking me and still I liked it. I was being fucked and jacking off at the same time. I felt his ass tighten and his cock throb. Once more his sperm filled my mouth so I swallowed quickly and holding my cock in one hand, his balls in the other I sucked his cum from his wilting dick, spurt after spurt until there was no more.

This session didn't last nearly as long as our first; I was almost sad that it was over but I knew he would want more, maybe even tomorrow! "May I help you put your boxers on now?" I enjoyed acting as his valet, his slut valet, his cum hungry valet.

"You may, slut boy."

He stepped into his shorts and as I pulled them up I kissed his cock again before it disappeared into his boxers. "May I help you put your trousers on, Sir?"

"You may, cunt mouth."

I held his trousers as he stepped into them and then pulled them up, tucking in his shirt, buttoning his waist band, buckling his belt and finally zipping his fly. I patted his crotch before standing up. "May I get dressed, Sir?"

"Yes slave, you may."

While I dressed Phil called Angela and told her to come back to the office. She returned while I was still putting on my shoes and socks.

Phil addressed me in a semi-officious manner. "See Angela on your way out and schedule another consultation for tomorrow at nine." He picked up the report he was reading when I came in and went back to work.

"Phil wants to see me again tomorrow at nine, Angela. Will you please schedule it?"

"Of course, Karl." Then she handed me a tissue and said. "There's something on your lips you'd better wipe it off before you leave." Her tone let me know that she knew everything. There was even something different about her appearance. She wasn't wearing the glasses, her hair was down on her shoulders and her make up made her look more assured.

I blushed like a schoolboy. How could I have left Phil's office with his cum on my lips for Angela to see? I wiped my lips.

"Let me see." She smiled and said. "I'd better get it for you." She reached for another tissue and made a little production of wiping my lips and chin. "Much better." She announced as she tossed the tissues in the waste bin under her desk.

I was red as a beet but I thanked her and turned to leave.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Karl, before your 'consultation'." Angela called out factiously. The way she said the word she might just as well have said 'blow job'.

I was tongue tied, I just nodded and left. She giggled.

I was sure that Angela knew I was blowing her boss. And yet she seemed unperturbed by the idea. If anything she seemed amused that Phil had me doing him right in their office. It bothered me all day and I even felt like not going to see Phil in the morning. 

But Tuesday morning came and I knew I had to go. I sat at the kitchen table and slowly stirred my coffee and nibbled on a piece of toast.

"What are you planning to do today?"

"What?"

"What are you planning to do today." Martha repeated herself. "Besides lounge around."

"I don't know."

"Ilene said she saw you at the Independence Building yesterday. What was that about?"

I had to think fast. "I was checking out another accountant, he may have some different ideas about investing our nest egg."

"Just don't do anything until we can talk it over, alright?"

"Yes, dear."

Martha left for work and I had less than twenty minutes to clean the table and make the beds. But by 8:30 I was on my way and at precisely 9:00 I walked into Phil's office. Angela wasn't at her desk. "Hello." I called out. "Is anyone here?"

"I'll be with you shortly." Angela answered bruskly. "Have a seat."

There was one straight back chair and a small table with a plant. I sat down and waited. I was a little confused again; Phil was supposed to take me into his office and send Angela for coffee. 

After what seemed like forever Angela came out and sat at her desk. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting Karl; I know that you are anxious to get on with your 'consultation'." The way she said it made it seem dirty. "We're in a little bind here. Phil is occupied with another client right now. They're teleconferencing with two of their out-of-state offices and I'm sure you can appreciate that Phil must maintain confidentiality."

"I don't mind waiting."

"That's very understanding of you, Karl, but there is another problem; Phil has a 10 o'clock this morning. He wants to squeeze in your 'consultation' (she really knew how to make me uncomfortable) but he's afraid there won't be enough time."

"If it's that big of a problem I can reschedule for tomorrow."

"Please, Karl. Phil really likes the way you 'consult' and he's a little stressed so he'd really like you to 'consult' this morning. He just needs you to make a small change your routine and help him save some time."

"I don't understand; how can I help save time?"

"Phil wants you to strip out here so you'll be ready to 'consult' when I announce you."

"What?"

"Take off your clothes now, Karl, so you won't waste any time when Phil is ready for you to 'consult'. That way you can finish before Phil's 10 o'clock!"

"I don't think I can do that."

"Why not Karl? I've seen naked men before. I'm sure that you realize that I know you are giving Phil head. You are his cock sucker, aren't you? 

"But there are no drapes!"

"You don't deny sucking my husbands cock?"

"I didn't know Phil was your husband, Angela."

"Just like you think he's CURIOUS WM 30."

"Isn't he?"

"Of course not, I am. The WM stands for Wanton Mistress. I'm the one who placed the ad and I'm the one who lets you suck his dick and I'm the one who wants you to strip so I can watch you do it. I like naughty slut boys, I like to watch them get naked and I like to watch them suck cocks. Will you be a naughty slut boy for me?"

"But what about the windows facing the hallway?"

"There is a wardrobe screen in the closet. Get it and set it up so you won't be seen from outside and then get out of your clothes."

Once again the game had changed; I needed to make up my mind. Stay and be their slut boy or leave and give up the most exciting thing I had done in years! I wanted his cock desperately, so desperately I followed her directions. When I was naked she went to the door and announced. "Karl is ready to consult now, dear"

"Very good sweetheart, you do have such a way with men, please bring him in."

Angela walked over to me and placed her hand firmly under my balls. She squeezed them as she looked into my eyes and asked. "Are you ready to consult with Phil?" I gasped at her boldness and groaned, "Yes Angela, I'm ready."

Call me mistress, Karl."

"I'm ready, Mistress Angela. Please take me in to consult with Phil."

"Tell me what you really want, Karl. Why are you really here?"

"Please Mistress Angela; take me in to see your husband Phil so I can suck his dick!"

Angela wrapped her fingers around my penis, gave it a gentle squeeze and directed, "Come with me."

I followed meekly, like a puppy on a leash. She marched me to a spot next to Phil's chair and pushed down on my dick. I knew to kneel. "Stand up Phil, there's no time to waste on your balls; all you get is a quickie." She opened his zipper, pulled out his limp penis and offered it to me.

I took him in and sucked on his flaccid member. As it responded I began to lick as I sucked. There was no foreplay, only raw oral sex.

"What's taking so long, honey, you only have about five minutes, why don't you fuck his face?"

"Would you hold his head still, dear, I need a little leverage." Angela moved behind me and straddled my shoulders and hiked up her skirt. I could feel the heat from her vulva as Phil put his hands on her hips and slowly fed me his dick. Squeezed between them every thrust of Phil's hips drove his cock into my mouth and the back of my head into her pussy. I could never have imagined being such a fuck sandwich but I loved being their slut.

"I just love watching your butt, sweetie," Angela stated plainly as she watched her husband fuck my face in the full length mirror behind his desk. "You hump like a bunny and you're making my pussy tingle."

"I'm glad you like it, dear, I'm ready to cum, do you want to watch?" 

"Absolutely!" Angela leaned back and pulled my mouth from his dick just as the first shot erupted. It landed on my nose and dripped towards my mouth. The second hit me in the chest and Angela pushed me back towards his crotch so I could clean the rest from his prick. 

I had barely finished licking him clean when Angela grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to my feet. "That's enough you naughty cum slut, time for you to get dressed." She guided me out of his office, covered in fresh cum. There were no tissues on her desk and when I asked for one she shrugged her shoulders, "We're fresh out, I'm sorry, you'll just have to improvise." She smiled as she watched me scoop up her husbands cum and lick it off my fingers.

"You'd better dress quickly, it's almost ten."

I dressed and started to leave. "Don't forget you have another appointment tomorrow at nine." Angela had a way of smiling that made me feel like a cheap whore; and that wasn't all bad. I went to my car with his cum still drying on my face and chest. When I got in my car I couldn't wait any longer so I jacked off into my hand and then sucked my cum from my fingers. It was almost twenty-three hours till my next appointment and the anticipation made my cock hard again! 



Curious WM 30 Ch. 03



Disclaimer: The first two installments of this story were submitted in the Gay Male category. Those of you who read the first two chapters will understand why I am switching to the BDSM category. If you haven't read the first two chapters please take the time now so you will understand what is happening to the main character! The first chapter concerns a 'first time gay male plot' and was written as a self-contained story.

But a funny thing happened, by the end of their first adventure the two curious males wanted more! At least that's what I thought was happening. Little did I know that a dominant female was orchestrating the events and would take over! Once again, any constructive criticism will be well received. And any insight into Angela's motivation will also be helpful. Does this new turn of events make this story better or worse? Your opinions and input whether public or directly thru e-mail is appreciated. I will answer any serious questions or comments as time permits. To those of you who choose anonymity: I appreciate your reluctance but some of you have unique experiences that I'd like to explore!

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On Wednesday morning I woke up with my usual erection. I was dreaming about performing oral sex on an anonymous partner. His cock was sliding down my throat easily and I was feeling a sense of pride that I could "deep throat" a cock and not gag. As I slowly gained consciousness I was depressed to realize that I was not actually deep-throating anyone, but I was delighted that I would be meeting Phil and Angela again. I got up and went through my morning routine being careful to properly shave and shower in preparation for our 'consultation'. I was taking more and more pains to trim my 'bush' and shave my penis and testicles. It was probably in vain but I thought they might appear bigger.

Our last meeting was still fresh in my mind and even though I didn't really like the hurried session we shared on Tuesday I was excited by Angela's new role. Being naked for her and following her lead was something that I hadn't anticipated but found intoxicating. My dormant femdom fetish was resurfacing along with a deep CFNM fascination to challenge my newly acquired taste for cock. Angela's pussy was divine and her touch on my prick was especially exhilarating.

I was enjoying my coffee and toast when Martha hurried into the kitchen. "Would you fill my travel cup, dear? I'm going to be late if I don't hurry." She made a sandwich as I filled her coffee cup. "Did your meeting go well?"

"What meeting?" I mumbled.

"The one with the new accountant."

"Oh, yes. That meeting. Our time was cut short by an unexpected problem with another client. I'm seeing him again this morning."

"Well just remember, don't do anything unless we discuss it first, promise?" Martha said as she left for work.

"Yes, dear." I answered concerning our money but chuckled to myself concerning the real reason for my meeting. If she knew, if she only knew, and if she were confident enough in our relationship to play this game with me I would cherish her even more. I still love her but I'm afraid I'm in lust with Phil and Angela!

I was right on time but once again Angela was not at her desk. "Hello!" I called.

"I'll be with you shortly." Angela replied. "You know what to do."

I wanted to lock the door but there was no key in sight. "Why aren't you ready?" Angela asked sternly, when she entered the reception area.

"The door's not secured." I objected.

"Just worry about stripping, Karl. I'll lock the door." Angela locked the door and then stood by impatiently watching me remove my clothes. I liked having her watch me as I removed my clothes; it was very erotic stripping for her eyes only. I tried to make it last as long as possible but she seemed to want to get things moving. 

When I was finally standing before her stark naked she took hold of my penis and gently squeezed. "I want you to be hard when I lead you in, Karl."

"As you wish, Angela, please make me hard." It had been years since such a young and pretty woman had held my penis. She could have jacked me off in the hallway if she had wanted. "Your cock is nice and smooth today; did you shave it for me?"

"Yes, Angela, I shaved myself from my rectum to my penis."

"Your balls too? Let me feel."

Angela squeezed and pulled on my cock as she gently brushed her fingers over my balls. "They feel so soft and nice; did you go to all this trouble for me?"

"Yes, Angela, I did. I hope you like it."

"Let me get a better look." I raised my left leg and put my foot on the chair opening my legs and exposing my crotch for her inspection. She felt between my legs and fondled my balls as I kept stroking for her. "You feel so smooth and nice but I'm afraid your bush is raggedy and uneven. It's hard to see what you are doing when you trim your own bush, Karl, would you like me to help you next time?"

"Oh, Angela! Would you really? You have no idea how much that would please me."

"I think I do, Karl. Men like you love it when a woman plays with their genitals and lucky for you I love to play. It will be fun for both of us! I think I'll start by shaving you from your waist to your knees and then shaping your bush so you look like the slut you really are. How does that sound to you, Karl?"

"I can't wait, Angela, just thinking about it is exciting!"

"So I see!" She was satisfied I was ready so she gave me a little tug and led me into Phil's office. She positioned me in front of Phil's desk and gave my penis a gentle tug downward. I knelt in my usual spot.

Angela stood directly in front of me and tapped my knees with her toes. "Spread your legs, Karl, show me your crotch.

I obeyed, spreading my legs and giving her a view of my crotch that not even my wife had ever seen!

"Now stroke your penis for me; I want to watch you jack-off!"

Phil was not at his desk and from what I could see he wasn't even in the office. I started stroking my penis as Angela told me but I was confused. "Where is Phil?" I asked.

"Phil can't be here today, Karl, but that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun. Would like to have fun with me?"

"This is fun, Angela, what else do you have in mind."

"First you are going to cum for me. I want you to shoot your cum onto this saucer." She placed a small plate between my knees. "When you cum you will milk yourself onto this plate. After you cum you will eat my pussy." As she was describing what she wanted she stepped out of her skirt. She was wearing a royal blue teddy and stockings but no panties. Standing before me in her high heels she was a dream come true. I couldn't take my eyes off her.

I licked my lips, involuntarily. "Do you like what you see?" She purred.

I nodded my head, unable to speak. "Would you like a little sniff while you jack-off?" She teased.

I leaned in and sniffed her love nest. "What do you smell, Karl?"

"Your pussy smells so nice, and looks so clean and fresh; I can't wait to eat it!"

"Then cum for me so you can eat me out. Shoot your cum on the saucer!"

By now I was beyond stopping. I couldn't stop. I had to cum for her and I desperately wanted to bury my face in her pussy. "But you should know that my pussy isn't clean or fresh, Karl. Phil fucked me this morning and left his load for you to suck out. In fact, I think I can feel some of his cum drying on my thigh. But you will clean me up, won't you Karl? You'll make my pussy clean and fresh, won't you?"

Her teasing put me over the top. My first shot of cum nearly missed the plate but I milked the rest into a small puddle. "That was very good, Karl. Now hand me the plate and you can have your reward." 

I started at the tops of her stockings licking the smooth skin of her thighs. She was right about Phil's cum, it was coating her legs and some of it was dry and crusty. I licked faster, longer licks. Lapping up his cum, mixed; I'm sure, with her cunt liquor. When I reached the apex of her legs I found her freshly fucked pussy. Her puffy lips glistened with his seed and a small drop was trying to escape. I lightly licked it up as she squirmed waiting for me to eat the cream pie she'd been saving for me.

I studied her pussy like the work of art it was. Her outer mound was covered with a soft coat of strawberry blond curls and crowned with neatly trimmed tresses shaped like a heart. I licked slowly from the bottom of her slit to just below her clitoris, avoiding the swollen nubbin to tease her but also saving it to tease myself.

On each pass I licked deeper and sucked on the innermost parts of her pussy. I treated each luscious fold of her lips like a tender flower petal as I gently sucked and licked to make them clean and fresh. She was slick with his sperm and I was getting hard again thinking about the service I was providing. Knowing I was their cum slut and knowing that they knew that I loved being their sex slave was intoxicating. It made me feel almost giddy. 

Angela became impatient and pulled my mouth into her eager cunt. "Finish the job! Quit tickling me and suck my clit." I could feel her tremble as her feet came off the ground and her legs wrapped around my head. My mouth covered her clit and my tongue worked as fast as it could as she climaxed over and over.

When she finally relaxed and freed me from her leg lock I was gasping for breath. I tried to kiss her one more time but she pushed me away. She stood and put her skirt on. After adjusting her clothes she walked to the doorway turned and said, "It's time for you to leave; I'll pencil you in for eight thirty so we can groom your crotch before tomorrow's session. 

I dressed quietly and said, "See you tomorrow." as I walked out past her desk.

"Don't forget, eight thirty!"

"I can't forget; it's all I'll be thinking of!"

"I know that's right." Angela smirked as I left.

When I returned home my wife was out running errands or shopping or whatever it is that women do with themselves during the day. I was just glad she wasn't home. I stripped and immediately started to masturbate but I couldn't concentrate. For months I dreamed about sucking cock and now that I had done it three different times all I could think about was Angela. I would continue to suck Phil off but now I wanted to be Angela's pet. I wanted to serve her. It was so confusing that I couldn't cum before my wife returned home. I grabbed my towel and started the shower.

"What's up with you," she asked when she entered our bedroom. "You don't usually shower before lunch."

"I've got a sore neck," I lied, "I thought a shower might help."

"Why don't you use the spa, you can relax in there and I'll bring you some iced tea."

She suggested.

My cock had deflated so I agreed and went out on the deck, started the spa and relaxed while I waited for my tea.

The rest of the day was a blur; I tried reading, watching TV, I even walked the dog and I hate the dog. Nothing helped pass the time. I was addicted to my morning appointment. I wanted to go to Phil's office, especially this time. Angela was going to trim me. Just the thought made my penis swell and throb. I was uncomfortable all day and could hardly sleep but I was showered and ready to go at eight o'clock. By eight thirty I was walking into Phil's office.

"You are so punctual, Karl." Angela beamed. "Get yourself ready, I've got to finish the preparations for your grooming."

Angela left and I stripped all by myself. I missed Angela. I liked having her watch. When I was naked she returned and leading me with a firm grip on my penis we entered Phil's office.

When we were half way across the room I noticed that Phil was once again absent but a woman was behind his desk. I balked and attempted to cover myself. "Don't be shy Karl." Angela said sweetly. "This is Kate, she is a licensed beautician. She has been giving me my bikini trims for ages and she is here to "groom" you."

"But I thought..."

"I don't care what you thought, Karl. I'm not going to risk injury to you because of my inexperience. Kate has done thousands of trims and shapings and she is going to do yours! Do you understand?"

"Yes, Angela." I meekly replied. I stole a glance at Kate and was delighted in her choice of 'beauticians'. Kate was almost my height in her heels which were red and matched her nails and lipstick. Her hair was jet black and a stark contrast to her milky white skin. She was wearing a white smock that covered her to mid thigh. She was intimidating as she walked around Phil's desk.

"You see, Kate, I told you Karl would obey me. Now where would you like to work?"

"I think by the windows is perfect. The light is great and there is plenty of room. Take him over by the window so I can examine him and see what needs to be done."

I stood in the bright morning sun as Kate circled me three or four times, looking at every square inch of my body. My penis responded and grew stiff in spite of my initial embarrassment. "I see he likes to be on display, Angela. How long have you had him?"

"Just since Saturday."

"Fast learner!"

"I'll say, and flexible too! He goes both ways and likes it."

"Really?" Kate's interest was piqued. Have you, you know..."

"Not yet, but then you're here so I suppose that today is as good a day as any to start."

"May I touch him."

"Of course, silly. You're going to shave and trim him!"

"Just being polite, dear. Tell him to spread his legs, please."

"Kate needs to check between your legs, Karl. Be a dear and let her do her job."

I steadied myself on the back of a chair, moved my feet about shoulder length apart and squatted slightly giving her an unobstructed view of my crotch. Yesterday Angela was the first woman to see me so grossly displayed and now her hairdresser was being treated to the same view. I don't know if it turned them on at all but I couldn't imagine a more erotic scene if I tried! I loved every minute and it got better! Kate slowly petted the insides of my thighs and fondled my balls. She rolled them from side to side like a gambler fondles a pair of dice; then while holding the tip of my penis in one hand she manipulated each testicle in turn searching for unruly stubble.

As she squeezed my balls the last time she brushed her tits against my arm and observed. "I love it when a man demonstrates his appreciation of women by displaying his erection, don't you Angela?"

"I believe all men should be naked all the time, Kate. But society doesn't agree. CFNM is gaining ground among some very influential women but sadly we may never live to see the day that it is the norm. We just have to make do with the opportunities we have."

"Let's get down to business, Angela, there's really nothing too drastically wrong with Karl's pubic display. In fact, if he were observed by an amateur I doubt that they would notice the deficiencies or care for that matter. His 'bush' is trimmed nicely and makes a fine presentation of his penis and testicles. The only faults I can find are the uneven length of his nicely trimmed 'bush' and a few stray hairs where he has attempted to shave himself. Other than that he looks great."

"What about his unshaven legs and buttocks?"

"That is a matter of personal preference. If you want him smooth as a new born it's not a problem, I like them that way too!"

While Angela and Kate discussed my grooming I stood silently enjoying the attention. At my age it was unbelievable that two young women would take any interest in me at all.

Kate agreed to even out my 'bush' and shave me from my waist to my knees. The first step was to even out my pubic hairs. Holding my penis to one side Kate used a small electric trimmer to carefully make each hair the same length as the one next to it. When she was satisfied that there were no stray hairs to detract from my 'look' she got her shaving kit.

Using a brush and an old fashioned shaving cup she lathered up each leg separately, first the front then the back. After shaving each leg she told Angela to seat me in one of the chairs with my legs spread-eagled for her. I was only too happy to comply! Kate lathered up my crotch and took hold of my penis, shaving it first and then my testicles all the way to my asshole and beyond. "What shape do you want?" Kate asked Angela.

"Heart shaped like mine." She answered.

When she was finished shaving she rinsed the entire area and applied lotion to sooth my sensitive skin. Finally she lubed my ass and inserted a small butt plug. I jumped at the unexpected intrusion. Angela held my shoulders as Kate gently moved the butt plug side to side. "Does that hurt? Kate asked.

"No, but you surprised me!"

"Does it feel good now?"

"Yes, yes it does."

Kate slowly pulled it out and pushed it in again. "Does that feel good?"

"Yes."

In and out she pushed the plug. "Do you like me to play with your ass?"

"It feels great."

"But do you like it?" Kate insisted.

"Yes, I like it."

"Would you like me to use something bigger?"

"I don't know."

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes, Kate, I trust you."

"Then ask me to use something bigger."

"Please, Kate, use something bigger."

"Ask me to use something longer." All the while she was teasing me she was working the butt plug around in my ass.

'Please, Kate, use something longer."

"How should I use it Karl, tell me how you want me to use something bigger and longer in your ass."

"Fuck me, Kate, fuck my ass. Please fuck my ass."

Roll over Karl. I'm going to fuck you while you eat Angela's pussy. Kate had taken off her smock and was wearing a black teddy and stockings and a strap-on dildo. She gently removed the butt plug and rubbed the tip of her 'cock' on my ass. Angela positioned me on my knees and took my place in the chair before pulling my face into her crotch as Kate slowly drove her cock into the depths of my ass. I gasped as I felt her crotch hit my ass cheeks. She rested briefly and then her hips began a slow rhythmic bounce.

Angela held my mouth over her clit and whispered, "Don't do anything, just let Kate fuck me with your mouth.

I relaxed and let them use me as their fuck-toy. Gradually Kate increased her tempo and finally she announced, "I'm coming Angela!"

With that Angela tilted my head back. "Do you recognize this?" She demanded.

It was the saucer with my cum on it. "It's not fresh but it's all we have today." She poured it on her clit and pulled my mouth in to lick it up. I sucked it in as Kate slowly withdrew from my ass. I continued sucking gently until she pushed me away.

Angela put the plate on the floor and asked, "Would you like to jack-off for us?" It wasn't really a question; more like giving me permission to relieve myself for their amusement. I knelt over the saucer and slowly stroked my cock; savoring every moment. 

"Times almost up, Karl, you've got one minute left. Finish up or do it later."

I stroked as fast and as hard as I could as they giggled at my eagerness to cum for them. "He really is fun to play with, Angela, let me know when he needs another session." 

"Time's up, Karl, get dressed." I stopped immediately, embarrassed that I was unable to bring myself off. I went to the outer office and dressed. "Nine o'clock tomorrow, Karl, Phil will be back and I'm sure his balls will be aching." 



Curious WM 30 Ch. 04



Disclaimer: Please read the earlier installments first, if you don't it's your loss. I like dominant women, semi-forced sex and bi male. If you don't please don't waste your time and definitely don't comment. But if you are amused or intrigued or can offer help understanding these personalities please comment.

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Angela's comment about Phil returning brightened my day. It had been fun being Angela's pet but I was beginning to miss Phil. I liked the feel of his cock on my lips and the taste of his semen. His cock was large enough to fill my mouth but not so large that I was uncomfortable. Even when he fucked my mouth and his balls were slapping my chin it was pleasurable. Still, being 'victimized' by two women was exciting. I was surprised at how much I enjoyed being fucked by Kate. It would be hard to choose between Angela and Phil or Angela and Kate. One thing was certain; with Angela in charge I could not be sure what might happen. She'd already stretched my comfort zone to include being naked for two women I didn't even know just six days ago. What might happen tomorrow was beyond my imagination!

Thursday afternoon and evening dragged by; my cock remained semi-hard the whole time as I daydreamed about sucking Phil's cock or eating Angela's pussy. Sometimes I'd recall Kate's dildo pounding into my ass but mostly I dreamed about oral sex. Once again I slept fitfully, waking up every hour or so with a painful erection. At seven thirty I couldn't wait any longer. I got up and showered and shaved. I borrowed a tip from Kate and used some lotion to sooth my freshly shaved and very tender skin. I left the house at eight and had to wait almost ten minutes before I took the elevator to Phil's floor.

"Good morning, Angela!" I greeted her enthusiastically. "Is Phil ready for my 'consultation'?"

Angela laughed at my use of 'consultation'. She was the one who had mocked me so unmercifully. "He's been saving his cum since Tuesday, Karl, so I'd say he's more than ready. I'd say he's dying for you to blow him. Why don't you get yourself ready and I'll show you in." 

I stripped at the chair behind the screen by the window and neatly folded my clothing, as I folded my shorts Angela moved in behind me and caressed my ass. "Let me check your 'grooming'." she purred as her hand checked my thighs and ass for stubble. She fondled my balls and my penis begged for attention.

"You've done a nice job this morning. I think you're ready now, let's go see Phil." Angela said as she gave my dick a little tug.

As we entered the office Phil was on the phone, "Stand by the window and enjoy the view, Karl, I'll be with you in a moment."

"Don't forget to keep your cock nice and hard." Angela whispered as she left me standing by the window.

I gazed out the window enjoying the view and idly stroking my cock. I tried to remember what it was like just six days ago. I never would have stood calmly by a window, totally naked, jacking off while I waited for a fully clothed man to offer me his penis to pleasure. And I was getting impatient. My lips wanted to kiss his manhood, my tongue needed to lick his balls and shaft. My teeth wanted to be coated with his seed. I closed my eyes and slowly stroked my cock, I licked my lips and stroked, my right hand squeezed my left breast. Squeeze..., stroke..., squeeze..., stroke...

"I love watching you," Phil said. "Don't stop."

I blushed, aware of the insanity of the situation. I was standing just inches from the window with the morning sun warming my skin and I was embarrassed that he'd come so close to me without my being aware of him. My eyes remained closed as I continued to squeeze... and stroke... Pleasing my audience of one.

"Tell me what you are thinking."

"I'm thinking of how it felt the last time I felt you cum in my mouth." I answered with my eyes closed, still slowly stroking... and squeezing. "It was hot and sweet and slippery; I let it slide around and coat my teeth and gums. I savored the taste for as long as I could before letting each precious drop escape down my throat." My own cock was leaking precum supplying a protective shield for its tender head. 

"Are you ready?" Phil asked.

"Yes, Phil. I'm ready, I need your cock, and I want your cock. Please let me suck your cock!"

Phil had turned the chair sideways and was standing next to it. "If you want it come and get it!"

I turned to face him and dropped to my knees. I crawled to him through the rays of the morning sun. When I was at his feet I embraced his hips and pulled his crotch to my lips. I kissed his dick through the fabric of his slacks. I could feel the heat of his package; his semi-engorged penis throbbing to life as I nuzzled it. "May I please unbuckle your belt?" I pleaded.

Phil massaged the back of my head; enjoying my groping of his crotch. I rubbed him with my nose and chin while I kissed his growing penis. It seemed to take forever but he finally gave me permission. "You may unbuckle my belt."

As I undid his belt buckle I asked for his permission to unbutton his waist band. "P..Please let me unbutton your trousers." I asked nervously, unsure how long he would make me wait.

"Just the button." Phil sighed.

I loosened the button and let my hands slip down to his crotch. I massaged him from both sides; rubbing his testicles with both hands and kissing his hidden penis. Once again he let me play with his package but wouldn't let me get to the main attraction. The sun was beating down on me and its heat plus my efforts were making me sweat. If it weren't for the mirrored glass there would be a stark contrast between my glistening white skin and his navy blue slacks for anyone that could see us. I almost wanted to perform for anyone to see and less than a week ago I was as straight and inhibited as anyone could be! "May I please undo your zipper?" I begged.

"You may use your teeth to undo my zipper." Phil was growing into his role as master; teasing his sex slave, making me work for the pleasure of serving him!

I found the tab of his zipper with the tip of my tongue, raised it and bit down. When I pulled it slipped from my teeth. Each time I pulled I would only release one or two teeth of the zipper but I would massage his package with my chin and mouth. Slowly I worked his zipper down and as I did his penis was growing, teasing me, and increasing my desire.

Finally his trousers were open. "May I help you out of your slacks?" I asked impatiently.

"Aren't you a horny little slut this morning?" Phil chided. "Why should I let you take my slacks off?"

"So you will be more comfortable, Sir." I continued to rub his crotch with my cheeks and nose; feeling his hardness and getting a perverse pleasure out of playing the whore for him. My own cock was hard and pulsing. My hands were busy pleasing him but I wanted to take him in my mouth so I could stroke myself.

"You may help me step out of my slacks."

"Is this all you've been doing?" Angela asked as she re-entered the office. "You've waited three days, I thought you'd be so horny you'd be done by now."

"We're having a little fun playing 'master/slave'." Phil explained. "Would you like to help me use my horny little slave?"

"Os course, silly," she giggled, "I told you how much fun Kate and I had using him while you were away. What do you suppose I should do?"

"Why don't you get the butt plug you told me about, I'll bet Karl would like you to play with his 'man pussy'. Ask Angela to play with your pussy, Karl."

"What do you want me to do now, Karl?" Angela asked facetiously

"Please fuck my hungry little pussy with your nice little butt plug,"

"I'll be right back," Angela giggled.

"Please, sir, let me help you out of your boxers." I demanded impatiently.

"Why?"

"Please let me see your beautiful penis!"

"First help me remove my shirt, Karl, today is so nice I want to feel the morning sun on my chest as you suck me off."

I stood and help him remove his shirt as he had instructed. We were standing in the sunlight when Angela returned. She was wearing the same royal blue teddy and stockings that accented her strawberry blond love nest. In one hand she carried a tube of lubricant and the butt plug; in the other was Kate's strap-on!

"Phil has very sensitive nipples, Karl, why don't you massage his tits and kiss his nipples? 

My hands rubbed his chest as she suggested and as I cupped his small breasts I kissed each nipple, sucking on it and making it hard. Angela's hand was rubbing my ass. "Spread your legs, Karl." As I did she reached between my legs and found my erection, giving it a squeeze she observed, "This is way more fun than jacking-off all by yourself, isn't it?" She squeezed my balls and then her hand trailed back to my rectum. She pushed gently at the entrance. "Now what was that I was supposed to do, Karl?"

"Please, Angela, play with the butt plug in my pussy." I pleaded.

"Tell Phil why should I do that, Karl?"

"So my pussy will be ready for Angela to fuck me."

"When will Angela fuck you?" He teased.

"While I suck your cock, Phil. I want Angela to fuck me while I suck you! I want to be your sex slave! I want to be your fuck toy. I want a cock in my ass and one in my throat!"

"You can take off my boxers now."

I dropped to my knees and pulled on his boxers, his cock sprang free, tempting me to take it into my mouth immediately. Phil sat down in the chair and spread his legs. "You may lick my balls now."

I was on my hands and knees licking his balls with my ass lewdly swaying as Angela spread lubricant on my anus, her finger dipping into the hole that waited patiently for her to plug it. "What should I do now, Karl?"

Phil's balls filled my mouth so I mumbled incoherently.

"Don't you know it's not polite to talk with your mouth full?" Phil laughed. "I think he said to stick it in!"

I nodded in agreement and Angela inserted the plug with a twisting motion. It popped in easily. She pulled gently and pushed again, over and over, never quite taking it out as I licked her husband's balls. Phil's penis was engorged but not really hard; it flopped against my nose and forehead as I thoroughly cleaned his scrotum and sucked on his balls.

"Lick my dick." Phil ordered. "I like the sound of that, don't you, Angela? Lick my dick, Karl."

I made long, slow, slurping licks from his balls to the tip of his dick. Angela popped the plug out and then plunged it in again. I concentrated on licking and let my asshole relax. She pumped the plug in and out easily. "I think our fuck toy is ready for more, Phil. Are you ready to be sucked off?"

Angela popped the plug in one last time and reached for the strap-on. She stepped into the harness and cinched up the only buckle. I could see her 'cock' waiving as she moved behind me. It was eight inches long but I was not worried, Kate had already worked it all the way in. I wanted to be fucked again; this time with a cock in my mouth!

"You may suck the tip of my dick, Karl, but wait until Angela has you on her rod. Then let her fuck me with your mouth."

Angela wasted no time in lubing up her jelly dick and slipping the tip into my ass. "Hold on Karl, we're going to fuck you at both ends!" She gave a quick short thrust and Phil's cock was in my mouth. A little harder one and her cock was half way in. She held on to my hips and gave me a succession of short quick thrusts. Phil's cock was rubbing on my tongue and the roof of my mouth. "Don't suck yet, Karl!" she demanded. "Just let me fuck him with your mouth."

I relaxed my mouth and throat muscles and wished that Phil's cock were longer, I wanted to try to take him into my throat; I relaxed my ass and enjoyed the sensation of the dildo pumping in and out of my man pussy. Suddenly Angela cried out, "I'm coming, Karl, suck Phil's cock. Suck it hard!"

I licked and sucked like a whore as she continued to fuck my ass with her cock and her husband with my mouth. I felt him tense up and thrust involuntarily. His first shot was on the tip of my tongue and some of it escaped down my chin; the second shot was buried as deep as he could go. The rest he let me suck from his wilting penis. Angela slumped on my back, the dildo still buried in my rectum, my dick dripping precum. 

Phil pushed me away from his crotch. "You were great, Karl. I love the way you suck and I love the way you go with the flow. You're one hell of a sex slave; is there anything you won't do?"

"At first I only wanted to feel a cock in my mouth and taste fresh cum: but now I don't know." I admitted as I was stroking my cock. "You and Angela have turned me from curious to slut. So far I like it."

Angela slowly pulled the dildo from my ass. "Quit playing with yourself," Angela ordered sternly, "we're done for today. I don't want you to cum until tomorrow, is that clear?"

"Yes."

"Yes, what?" Angela demanded.

"Yes, Mistress Angela, I won't cum until tomorrow." I was horny as hell and not sure if I could wait.

"We have another appointment at nine, you can come in at ten-thirty, and we'll have the rest of the day to play."

"Yes, Mistress Angela, I'll be here at ten-thirty."

"Good, now get Phil dressed and be on your way."



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Disclaimer: If you are offended by gay sex or curious old men or dominant women skip this story. Reading the earlier installments is necessary to make any sense of the story. If you can offer help improving my writing or this story please comment, any constructive criticism is appreciated!

I sat in my car trembling with excitement. I wanted to stroke myself but Angela had ordered me not to cum. She wanted me to save my cum for tomorrow! Tomorrow would be one week since I met Phil; one week since I first sucked his cock and started down the road to becoming their slut. I wanted to jack-off but Angela wanted me to wait.

My fingers idly touched my mouth and felt the cum that was still on my lips and chin. Angela had let me leave their office with Phil's cum on my face! I looked for a tissue but I didn't have any so I tried to remove it with my fingers. I looked at it. It was creamy white and as large as a dime. How could I not have felt it? I wasn't really in a cum eating mode but I licked it off my fingers anyway.

As I licked I remembered the look the two women in the lobby had given me as I got off the elevator. Their words echoed in my mind. "Did you see what I saw?" One snickered. 

My face was turning beet red. "I saw it but I don't believe it!" The other laughed in reply.

I was embarrassed but excited. My cock was throbbing and I knew that if I touched it I might cum. There were others in the lobby and a man who seemed to do a double take as he passed me. Angela had set me up! She could have wiped the cum from my chin but she let me leave looking like a well used whore.

Now my cock was hard again; it was like I had exposed myself and in a way I guess I did! I finally started the engine and went home to wait. I could only dream about tomorrow or daydream about the things I had learned to do. Either way I would only frustrate myself.

The hours dragged by; it was all I could do not to masturbate. I took a cold shower and still my thoughts returned to sucking Phil's cock or eating Angela's pussy. I tried to read but couldn't concentrate. I mowed the grass; I paid bills, anything to distract me. Nothing worked; all I wanted was to be their sex slave.

I woke up as usual, with an erection. I went immediately to take another cold shower. When my penis and testicles were no longer tender and excited I lathered them and shaved; being careful to remove all traces of stubble. Next I carefully shaved my legs from my knees to my waist and lastly I shaved my butt crack. I was smooth and clean as a newborn babe and excitedly anxious for Angela to 'inspect' me. When I was finally satisfied that I would pass her inspection I applied liberal amounts of my wife's moisturizing lotion.

I still had an hour to wait before I could leave. The anticipation of serving Phil and Angela was sweet torture and I was loving every minute!

"Good morning, Angela!" I greeted her enthusiastically as I almost floated by her desk.

"I hope you're well rested," I said. I stood facing her as we exchanged pleasantries and started to strip.

"You're not shy anymore, are you Karl."

"I haven't felt so good in ages, Angela. You and Phil have opened up a part of my life that has been neglected forever. I feel twenty years younger!"

"I'm glad you feel that way, Karl. Do you still like 'cream pies'? Phil made one last night and I saved it just for you." She raised her skirt and showed me her cum encrusted pussy.

I dropped to my knees and asked, "Will you let me eat you now or do I have to wait?"

"I think now is best so I'll be nice and clean for later."

She settled into her chair, scooting her hips forward and spread her legs. I crawled between her legs and began licking her thighs. I carefully cleaned her sticky legs of their combined love juices. When I reached her pussy lips she laid her legs on my shoulders and guided my efforts with both hands on the back of my head. Phil's cum mixed with Angela's cunt liquor was coating my face. I licked and sucked and tried to recover every last drop from her vagina.

As I did my best to please Angela I became aware of a hand massaging my balls. I spread my legs and let my benefactor have their way. 

Angela's legs covered my ears but I heard her say, "Karl makes a pretty good pussy slave, don't you think, Kate?"

Now I knew that Kate was the one responsible for making my balls feel so good. She made a collar of her thumb and index finger and pulled on my testicles. I moaned into Angela's cunt and licked her from just above her asshole to her clit. When my balls were nice and loose Kate placed a small leather collar around them and cinched it up tight. "Is it on?" Angela asked.

"He's not going anywhere." Kate replied.

Angela tightened her leg lock on my head, "Put your hands behind your back, Karl. Do it now!" She ordered insistently. I felt a quick tug on the leash attached to the collar on my balls.

I obeyed instantly; mostly because I wanted to but also because she had me by the balls, literally. Kate snapped hand cuffs on my wrists like she did it for a living.

Angela released me from the viselike grip that held my head. "Stand up, slave." She ordered.

"This isn't necessary." I protested.

I felt the leash tug again. "Speak only when spoken to, slave." Angela ordered. "Do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress." I answered meekly, with my head bowed.

Angela stood up and removed her blouse and skirt; she was wearing the royal blue teddy that just barely contained her breasts and matching heels. Kate was wearing her black teddy that contrasted nicely with her milky white skin and once again she wore bright red heels that matched her nails and lipstick. "Black must be her signature color." I thought. Their neatly trimmed love nests were suspended above their long legs. We presented quite a picture standing in the open office; a naked, handcuffed man and two sexy women dressed in teddies and stockings. They seemed unconcerned that anyone might see us.

Kate took a tube of her lipstick and applied it to my lips. Next she used the lipstick to add color to my tits making them stand out against the bland whiteness of my skin. Lastly she colored the head of my pecker. "Now you look like the slut you are." She proclaimed.

Angela reprimanded Kate, "Aren't you forgetting something."

"You're right, as usual, Angela dear." Kate said as she lubed the butt plug. "Bend over slave."

Her finger found my freshly shaved butt crack and after a bit of teasing she plugged my 'pussy'.

I bowed my head as Kate handed Angela the leash and followed her with my hands behind my back into Phil's office. She tugged dramatically on the leash causing my swollen but not quite hard cock to flop around. Angela led me to the center of the room, directly in front of Phil's desk and between the two easy chairs where Phil was seated with another man!

"Gentlemen," Angela announced, "May I present for your amusement our slut, Karl."

"This is the slave we told you about, Richard." Phil announced proudly. "And he is wearing my cum on his face just like I said he would!"

"Where in the world does Angela find sluts like this, Phil. I don't know how she does it."

"First you find someone who is a little curious about kinky sex and then you lead them as far as they want to go. Karl has come quite a ways, haven't you Karl?" Angela asked pointedly.

"Yes." I answered meekly.

Angela tugged and snapped at me, "Yes, what?"

"Yes, Mistress." I corrected myself.

"But Karl has one more thing he wants to try, don't you Karl?" Phil prompted.

"I don't know, Master."

"Sure you do, Karl, you told us about it yesterday. Don't you remember?"

"I'm sorry, Master, I can't think, I don't remember what I said."

"You told us you wanted to be fucked at both ends. You said you wanted a cock in your ass and one in your throat. You want to be a fuck toy for two men, don't you Karl?"

"Yes, Master, I want to be a fuck toy for two men." I answered meekly, unsure now that I would like what seemed to be inevitable.

"Then maybe you should ask Richard if he will let you suck his cock. I'll bet if you ask him nicely he will let you do it!" 

I dropped to my knees and bowed my head, "It would please me very much if you would allow me to suck your cock, sir."

"Phil tells me that you think you would like to have a cock in your throat, what makes you think you can do that?" Richard questioned.

"I don't know, sir. But I would like to try. We won't know if your beautiful cock will even fit until it is nice and hard. Please let me lick your balls and your cock until it is nice and hard."

"I think we should try, don't you Kate?"

"Oh, yes dear! You know I want to see Karl suck you off."

"Karl is useless in handcuffs." Angela giggled. I think you should help Richard take his cloths off while I help Phil."

"Why don't we trade, Angela, it'll be more fun for me to strip your husband and I'll bet that Dickie would like you to strip him. Wouldn't you, Dickie?"

"I think that sounds like fun, Sweetie." Richard agreed.

Angela and Kate positioned their husbands to my right and left and then traded spouses. Angela groped Richard's crotch and teased, "Wouldn't you like to see what Richard has hiding in his pants, Karl?"

"Please, Angela, let me see Richard's package." I pleaded as I licked my lips.

Kate mounted Phil's hip and ground her pussy on his thigh while rubbing his crotch with an open hand. "Phil feels like he's ready for a blow job, Karl. Are you ready to blow him too?"

"It's not nice to tease, Kate, you know how much I like giving Phil head." I complained.

Angela and Kate were taking their time, enjoying themselves and teasing me. Neither man's crotch was more than a foot from my face. After about a minute (it seemed to take forever) both men had lost their shirts and were bare chested; allowing the women to squeeze their hairy chests and pinch their tits. I was still handcuffed and unable to join in the fun but watching them play with the men was making my cock throb.

Angela noticed my brazenly sluttish behavior, "Look at Karl's cock, Kate, its keeping time for you!"

"That's so cute, Angela, maybe we should give him a little hint of what's to come." With that she pushed Phil's crotch into my face. "Is this what you want, are you waiting for a nice hard cock to suck?"

I nuzzled his crotch, feeling his growing prick on my cheek. "Yes, Mistress, I need a cock to fill my mouth and make me happy."

"What if I want to fuck you?"

"I would be honored if you fucked me with your pretty cock while I service Master Phil."

By this time both men were out of their slacks and dressed in just their boxers, shoes and socks.

Angela pushed Richard up close to my face and the two men humped on opposite sides. For the first time I could feel both of their cocks; and it felt wonderful. I turned my face first one way then the other feeling their heat. "I think it's time for Karl to lick some balls, don't you Angela?"

"I don't know, Kate. It looks like Karl likes the massage he's getting form the boys cocks; his pecker is just about standing straight out!"

"Why so it is! I've never seen anyone so excited about giving head but I'm glad he likes it 'cause it's so much fun to watch."

"Maybe you're right though, Kate. Let's ask him if he would like to lick some balls. Would you Karl, would you like to lick some balls?"

"Oh, please Mistress Angela, I thought you would never ask. Please let me lick Master Richard's balls."

"Not just yet, you little slut, first you need to assume the T.L.P. and then I will let you will lick Phil's balls."

"I don't understand, what is the 'T.L.P.'?"

"'T.L.P.' is short for Testicle Licking Position and is designed so that you can lick testicles or pussies, for that matter, for extended periods of time. We don't want you to get too tired now, do we?"

Kate turned one of the chairs so that the morning sun was streaming in on it. She took the cushion from the other chair and placed it so that the seat was built up level with the arms. "Now be a good little slut and sit on this arm." She guided me to the chair and using my penis as a leash positioned me so that my ass was on the arm of the chair. "Wait here." She instructed.

Kate moved to the far side of the chair and placed her hands on my shoulders. "Lean back, Karl and I'll guide you into your T.L.P." Kate ordered. She guided my shoulders so that they rested on one arm and my hips were on the other with my hands trapped under my back. My legs were dangling over the edge with my cock and balls fully exposed. She straddled my face ground her pussy on my nose and mouth while she reached across my belly to gave my package a gentle squeeze and asked, "Are you ready for Phil's balls, slut?"

"Please, Mistress Kate, let me lick Master Phil's balls." I mumbled into her moist slit. 

Mistress Kate dismounted and backed Phil over my face. "You may kiss his balls, you may suck his balls, you may even lick his balls, but you must not touch his cock, do you understand, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress." I mumbled as his balls covered my mouth putting his cock just a fraction of an inch from my nose.

I went to work on Phil, giving his entire crotch a tongue bath, my moans of pleasure added to the pure sensations of raw sexual lust. I became aware of someone manipulating the butt plug. My face was buried in Phil's crotch so I couldn't see who was doing what. All I knew was that someone was fucking my ass with the butt plug and someone was holding Phil's cock, squeezing and stroking as I sucked his balls. I drew my legs up over my belly and spread them.

Angela relieved my curiosity when she told Kate, "I'm not sure what is more fun: playing with my husband's tool while Karl sucks his nuts or playing with your husband's tool while my husband watches. What do you think, Phil? 

"I love these little scenes you create, Angela! Karl's mouth is so warm and soft and wet and he sucks like a dream; my balls feel like I've died and gone to heaven and watching Kate get Karl's butt ready is making my prick jealous!"

"I'm glad you are enjoying yourself but I'm thinking your balls have had enough. Turn around and let our slut lick your jealous prick!"

"No sucking just yet, slave. You may lick Phil's prick but no kissing and no sucking." With Phil's cock laying on my mouth it was easy to lick but I had difficulty doing more than just the underside. My nose was a convenient resting place for his balls.

Angela was still stroking Richard's cock as she watched Kate working the plug in and out of my butt. "Is Karl ready, Kate?"

"He's still a little tense, Angela. But his butt will be nice and loose very soon."

"Then it's time for you to suck Phil, Karl. Get him as wet as you can so he slide into your pussy." I tilted my head back and Phil pulled back enough so that I had the tip of his cock on my lips. I kissed it and licked it; enjoying the velvety feel of his cock head. My tongue found his piss slit and tried to get inside. As I concentrated on Phil's cock head I forgot about Kate.

"He's ready, Angela. Karl's butt is really loose. I think it needs something long and smooth to ream it out!"

"Then get your cock wet, Phil." Angela urged as she pushed Phil closer. Phil's cock slid into my mouth and rubbed the roof of my mouth. I sucked gently and massaged the veins on the bottom of his cock with my tongue as he slid in and out. "That's enough; take Kate's place, its Richard's turn to fuck Karl's face. Sorry, Phil." Angela said as she guided Richard's cock between my lips. "Maybe you can suck his balls latter but right now it's time for you to get both of your fuck holes filled. It's time to see just how much cock you can take."

Kate let the plug slip out as Phil stepped up to my gapping hole. She guided his cock as it slipped easily past my sphincter muscle. "Not too deep yet, Phil."

I was examining the tip of Richard's cock with my tongue and lips. Comparing my second cock to Phil's and I was a little disappointed. It didn't seem to be quite as big but it was just as velvety smooth. I licked his piss slit just like I licked Phil's. "Give him a little more." Angela ordered.

Phil began slowly pumping in and out as Richard let me have more of his cock. The tip was now rubbing the roof of my mouth and my lips could seal nicely around his shaft. Richard pumped in and out in time with Phil, making his cock head ride on the roof of my mouth. I could see his balls bouncing above my face as he fucked my mouth and I realized that he had more to give me!

Kate released my balls and massaged them while Angela rubbed my chest and neck. "Relax, Karl. Let the boys do all the work. Just feel them fucking you. Let your ass and your mouth be fuck holes for the boys to use."

My legs were resting on Phil's chest as he gripped my knees and very slowly pulled his cock out of my ass and then just as slowly pushed it back in. "Just feel the cock filling your pussy. Feel him work to make himself cum in your ass. Don't help him, don't squeeze until he looses control and deposits his cum deep in your bowels. Let him use your pussy to make himself cum." Angela whispered hoarsely.

It was all I could do not to squeeze his cock; it felt so good sliding in and out. I could feel his cock head slipping just outside my ass and then popping back in. When he drove his cock completely into my rectum I could feel his balls pressing against my ass and as Kate massaged my balls my prick was waving back and forth like a flag declaring my utter submission.

All the while Richard was fucking my mouth; his cock head tickling my tonsils. Angela continued to pinch my nipples and squeeze my tits. "Give him a little more, Richard." She ordered. I opened my eyes and watched as his balls moved closer to my nose and felt his cock slip just past my tonsils. He still had more cock to give and he was almost in my throat! I swallowed involuntarily as he pulled back. The grunting noise I made startled Angela. "I think Karl likes being fucked by you boys; maybe it's time to pick up the pace. What do you think, Karl, can you take more?"

I grunted again.

"That's a yes!" Kate decreed.

Phil and Richard picked up the tempo and Angela started to stroke my throat. "I want to feel Richard's dick in your throat Karl. Just lean beck and say 'Ah' and your throat will open enough for Richard's dick to slide in. Then it's just a matter of timing your 'ahs' to let him use your throat like a cunt. You want him to cum in your throat, don't you?"

I grunted again.

"Another yes!" Kate nearly cheered.

"I can't wait!" Phil almost apologized. "I'm cuming!" He moaned as he drove his cock deep into my pussy; filling me with his hot load. "I'm sorry, Angela!"

"Kate, take his place, I want two hard dicks in my cum slut. Phil, you rub Karl's balls and keep him loose so he won't cum till I say he's ready or you'll be sucking him off!"

Phil gently massaged my balls and was careful not to stimulate my penis. I wondered if he would be worried if he knew how close I was to cuming spontaneously.

Kate's dildo was twice as long as Phil's penis and maybe bigger around; I knew it would take her a few careful strokes to get it all the way in.

"Don't slow down, Richard. See if you and Kate can touch cocks in the middle." She joked.

"Now where were we, Karl? Oh yes! We were just about to see if Richard's cock was going to go down your throat when poor Phil lost control and suffered from ... What's that called Kate?"

"That would be premature ejaculation, Angela." Kate stated clinically as she drove the dildo deeper and deeper into my ass. Phil is usually very good about controlling his orgasms but I think watching Richard 'train' Karl's throat was too much. Actually, it's making my pussy tingle too!"

"Would you like to see what is causing all the fuss, Karl? Well, I think you should because when you see Richard's dick you might get excited too!" Richard pulled out of my mouth and turned sideways. Angela's fist was around his cock at the base and there was still five or more inches sticking out. I gasped at the sight; he seemed twice as long as Phil and almost as thick. Angela pumped his cock and teased, "Are you going to take 




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it all, slut?"

She didn't give me time to answer as she slipped the tip of his cock between my lips. I watched his balls gauging how much more he had to give me. Angela began to stroke my neck. "Relax, Karl, soon your throat will be Richard's cunt! He's going to use you like a whore. I want to see his balls resting on your nose as he uses quick little bunny thrusts to make himself cum deep inside you."

Kate had worked her dildo deep into my ass; I felt very full and my poor sphincter muscles were stretched to their limit. Her hips were against my buttocks and blocked any move I might try to escape Richard's relentless assault on my throat. I felt his cock head slip past my tonsils and retreat over and over until my mouth was nearly numb. Just as I thought my ordeal might never end Richard grunted, "I'm close, I'm going to cum!"

"Then fuck his throat you bastard! Give him everything you have and bunny fuck him till you cum." There was only slight resistance as his cock head slipped quickly passed my tonsils and deep into my throat. I wanted to gag but couldn't; with my mouth and nose buried in his hairy crotch, I felt every inch of him on my tongue or in my throat as he used very short, rapid thrusts to bring himself off.

Kate slammed my ass with long slow strokes out and quick thrusts as far as she could pump her dildo in. She gripped my hips for better leverage; her sharp nails biting deeply only increased my pleasure. At one end of my body I was being fucked hard and fast; at the other Richard was using my throat to jack-off. Richard groaned and Angela announced, "I can fell your cock throbbing and the head moving in and out!"

Richard groaned again and rammed the rest of his cock down my throat. Angela whispered in my ear, "You've done it Karl; I can feel Richard's cock cuming in your throat. You are a cock sucking cum slut; it's time for your reward.

Richard's rapidly deflating cock retreated from my throat as Kate slowly backed away from my ass. I held on as tight as I could but the dildo popped from my ass. I sucked what little cum remained from Richard's limp penis and Phil continued to massage my balls. "Help him up, Richard." Kate ordered.

Richard pulled his dick from my still hungry lips and lifted my shoulders; Kate unlocked the hand cuffs. I flexed my fingers and wrists as Richard guided my shoulders back to the chair arm. "Close your eyes, Karl. I want you to picture everything we've done together and use that as your motivation to jack-off for me." Angela whispered in my ear.

As the morning sun poured through the window on to my well used body I closed my eyes and obeyed.



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Disclaimer: To tell the truth I don't know where the end of this story came from! If you have read the entire story I would be pleased to hear your thoughts. Could it have been better if the sex had remained between the two curious men? What if it were to involve one or more of Phil's bisexual friends but not the women? Should Phil's wife find out? If you have a better ending please post it as CURIOUS WM 30 Chapter 7 or 7.1 or 7.2.... you get the idea. Criticism, as always is welcome unless it is rooted in ignorance or bigotry.

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The sun light warmed my body as I performed for Angela. It was as if I was on a stage illuminated by a spotlight; almost floating in mid air. My exhausted legs hung over one arm of the chair; my head over the other making me look like a rag doll a child has tossed aside. With my left hand I casually stroked my chest and ribs cupping first one tit and pinching its nipple and then lazily moving on. I was engaged in solitary foreplay. My fingers would lightly brush the skin from my chest to my pelvis, play briefly in my neatly trimmed bush and then travel to my chest to cup the other tit.

Ever so slowly I played with myself. Remembering my first taste of Phil's dick as my hand found my balls and rubbed them. As his velvety cockhead slipped between my lips the very first time I knew that I was a cock sucker. I always loved kissing a woman's body. Her neck, her breasts, her belly, her pussy were all exciting; so exciting that many times I would experience an orgasm just by giving her head for the first time. But Phil's cock entering my mouth seemed so right, so perfect; giving me the last piece of the puzzle.

As I remembered Angela wiping the cum from my lips my right hand began to copy what my left hand was doing. First they cupped my tits and pinched my nipples. I recalled that in the embarrassment of learning that she knew why I was meeting her husband I almost abandoned my cock slut/sex slave adventure. I was afraid of what might happen but my fear was overcome by my desire to suck him again and again; even if she knew. And if she wanted to watch so much the better!

As my hands stroked my ribs and belly I recalled how Angela had so easily taken control and made me strip in her presence. Whatever reluctance I may have feigned was overcome by my single minded desire to suck Phil's cock. I think she knew that I would do whatever she might dream up when I unbuttoned my first shirt button. 

I continued to tease myself as if no one else were present. Both of my hands massaged my crotch reaching deep under my balls to target the pleasure center that was my anus. Until Angela and Kate introduced me to anal sex I had no idea how naive I was! How limited my experience was. First their fingers and then the little butt plug awakened my desire for anal stimulation. Kate's expert use of the dildo made my ass a man-pussy ready to serve. With the palm of my hands mashing my balls I teased my asshole wishing that Kate would fuck me now while I jacked-off. 

My mind raced ahead to Angela fucking my ass while she used my mouth to fuck her husband. My fingers were teasing my penis, gently feeling the veins pulsing steadily in my semi-erect member. I pinched the head and pulled while my free hand grabbed a tit and squeezed. I recalled how it felt to just relax and let them fuck me. Their cocks stroking in and out; just being a cunt for their use, taking my pleasure from being their sex toy. I squeezed harder, pinched harder; sending waves of pleasure to my crotch.

Suddenly Angela's dildo was Phil's cock and Richard was ready to penetrate my throat. I squeezed my penis and started pumping. Slowly at first, remembering the feel of Richard's cock sliding up to my tonsils and back, my lips sealed around his dick and my tongue licking as it slid in and out. My cock was hard now and I pumped harder, I squeezed my tit harder, I pinched harder. I was so close I was moaning like a whore.

I remembered Phil shooting his load into my rectum, feeling his heat in my body. Kate took his place and used his cum to lubricate the dildo. I pumped even harder knowing what was next. Richard would take my throats cherry! My balls tightened and I came, squeezing my tit and milking every last drop into a puddle on my belly as I moaned and panted, exhausted from my performance.

I relaxed completely. My feet were just barely touching the floor, one hand gently rubbing my wilting cock the other resting, also on the floor. The sun warming my naked, exhausted body, I was satisfied, and I was the definition of a slut.

I opened my eyes and looked around, it was quiet, they left me to finish without them. I was saddened but Angela always surprised me. I sat up and the cum slid toward my crotch. I looked for a tissue but couldn't find any. I was disgusted by the thought of eating my own cum, having just experienced an especially intense orgasm. I was very much like the man who cums and then rolls off his lover to fall asleep. The eagerness with which I ate my masters cum while I served their carnal desires was a product of my progressively intensifying lust. I relished being their fuck toy. My reward was to experience their sexual domination, their use of my mouth, my throat, my ass. I was their slave and I gladly volunteered but now there was no excitement to urge me on without their goading.

I stood up and went to the outer office. The door stood open, inviting anyone to enter. The screen was gone, my clothing piled on the chair next to the door! I had no choice but to risk exposing myself if I were ever to get dressed and leave. Using one hand to keep my cum from making my crotch a sticky mess I dashed across the open office and grabbed my clothes and retreated just as quickly to the inner office. In my little bundle were my trousers, shirt and shoes. My underwear and socks were missing. I peeked around the door frame looking for the rest of my clothes. They were nowhere in sight but now there were two women talking across the hall.

Unexpectedly the risk of exposure was making my cock throb. It was all I needed to quickly scoop up the mess on my belly, slurp it off my hand and get dressed. I checked my appearance and left. The two women were waiting to take the elevator. I tried to avoid eye contact. When the elevator arrived I ushered them on saying, "After you, ladies."

"Thank-you," One said as they entered. They turned as if it was choreographed and I swear they looked directly at my crotch. They exited on the fourth floor and when the door closed I looked down. There was a large wet spot on my pants just where my semi-hard penis was bulging out. Once again I was embarrassed but excited. Angela had set me up again and I wondered what she might have in mind for Monday. How could she make me any more of a slut than I was already?

Once again it was the weekend and I could only wait until my regular scheduled appointment. I wondered what new twist Angela might add that would open new avenues of sexual domination. I would never have imagined wanting to be such a slut but she awakened my baser instincts and made me crave cum. She took the simple cock sucker that I thought I wanted to be and molded me into an insatiable sex toy willing to be fucked and eager to suck not to please them but to satisfy my deep seated need to be the center of a gross sexual orgy. She had discovered and developed the perfect cum hungry slut; willing to serve both cocks and pussies, all that was left was to see if there was anything she couldn't get me to do!

Monday morning at nine AM I walked into an empty outer office. Angela was not there to greet me but that happened once before. The screen was not set up so I went to the closet to get it. The closet was empty!

I walked towards the inner office and called out, "Hello! Is anyone here, I'm ready for our consultation! There was no answer.

The empty office was just as I left it with the chair turned towards the window and the sunlight streaming in. I went to the chair and turned it back and then put the extra cushion back were it belonged. The little butt plug was between the cushions; I picked it up and smiled. 

"How can I help you?" An unfamiliar voice interrupted my thoughts.

I put the butt plug in my pocket as I turned and was confronted by a man who appeared to be a custodian carrying blinds into the office. I was stunned and confused. "What are those for?"

"These are the replacement blinds." He answered simply.

"I thought these offices had tinted windows."

"Don't I wish! If they did I wouldn't spend so much time replacing faded and sun rotted blinds."

I was stunned, Phil lied about the windows. All the while I thought I was 'performing' in private I was, in fact, on display. I looked out the windows and could clearly see numerous points from which I might be seen if close enough to the windows and Phil made a point of keeping me as close as possible.

"You haven't told me why you're here." The man challenged.

"I have an appointment for a consultation." I stated briefly.

"The Morton's won't be consulting anymore." He said, simply.

"What do you mean they won't be consulting anymore?" I asked.

"I'm sure you haven't heard," he said, "But the word will be out soon. Let me show you what was in this mornings paper." He went to the outer office and returned with a newspaper. He opened it to page three and handed it to me. "See for yourself!"

4 Killed in One Car Crash
Two men and two women
were killed  in  a  one  car
crash on Canal Rd. Autho
rities are w i t h o l d i n g 
details  but  sources  close
to   the   investigation  say 
the   victims   have   been 
missing for over a week. 

"This doesn't name names," I said, "How do you know it involves the Morton's?" This was the first I'd heard their last names!

"Because Brad and Angela have been missing since last Friday night and more importantly my partner Eric was one of the first responders." 

"I don't understand."

"Yesterday afternoon some children playing in Tinker's Creek found a car under the Canal Rd. bridge.

"So?" I questioned, "What does that have to do with Brad and Angela?"

"The car was registered to Angela but the authorities weren't certain who was in the car. It seems none of them had any I.D. physically on their bodies. The women had theirs in their purses, of course, but the curious thing was the men didn't have their wallets on them! That's why the authorities haven't released their names, and won't until they are positively identified.

"What seems to be the delay?"

"This is where Eric says it gets interesting. Both women were in the front seat!"

"What makes that so interesting?"

"Eric says they were both wearing 'teddies', you know, those sexy undergarments some young women wear, the ones that have the snaps for thigh high stockings. He says the driver was wearing a royal blue teddy and the other woman wore black. They think Angela was wearing the blue teddy."

I knew she was, I was confused, maybe in shock. "Did Eric say how the crash happened?"

"They found a deer's antler in the front seat and some fur and blood on the left front headlight, and a dead deer in the creek. It's pretty obvious she hit a deer, lost control and went down the embankment. If the kids hadn't found them they would still be there, rotting in the creek bed."

"This is awful, I don't know what to say."

"You haven't heard the juiciest part yet, you'll never guess what else Eric told me."

"I don't want to play games, I feel terrible about this already. What could make this worse?"

'Eric said that the reason they couldn't identify the men was because they were in the back seat, totally naked! I'll bet they were having sex and that's what distracted Angela. It's too bad, too, they were such a nice couple."

"Yeh," I mumbled as I walked out of the office, unable to comprehend what had happened to me for the last nine days. 

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When I read the original ad placed by CURIOUS WM 30 I wondered who would be brave enough to place such an ad. How could anyone trust a complete stranger? My fictitious answer was an equally curious 61 year old, a bolder version of me! Someone who fantasized about oral sex for so long that it was an obsession, a deeply felt need that must be satisfied before it was too late. My first surprise was how willing my character was to be naked, to put himself on display for another man. He gladly and willingly supports the fantasy of a man he knows only by a pseudonym and in so doing reveals a latent desire to expose himself.

My next surprise was when Angela revealed herself to be in control. She was the one who knew my characters weaknesses and knew how to develop them so that each step into sluthood was taken willingly.