15 comments/ 134282 views/ 31 favorites Paul's Contract By: snardfork It started out as a shared fantasy during sex, which then turned into a scene to play out whenever love-making got a little humdrum, and then finally a half-drunken dare. Even after the dare Paul had no real fear that the dare would come true. At least that's what Paul kept telling himself even when things were progressing otherwise. The dare just refused to go away though and after several hours in adult chat rooms and dozens of phone calls he found himself with his wife, Mary, at the edge of town in a dimly lit lounge called the Jumping Lizard. The older gentleman who went by the handle "Dashing_Dave" online had handed Paul a contract and was waiting patiently across the table for Paul's decision. Paul went over the document another time before taking a sip of his jack and coke. He was stalling and all three at the table knew it. Mary for her part had barely said a word the entire evening, but had sheepishly answered "yes" every time she was asked if she really wanted to go through with the plan. "Well?" asked Dave after Paul had read over the form for a sixth time, "Is it a deal?" Paul stammered a bit and looked to Mary for help. She looked away though to avoid Paul's gaze, her cheeks flushing with a mixture of excitement and embarrassment. Paul stared at the beautiful nape of her neck and the way her locks tumbled over it in hopes of gathering the courage to make a decision one way or another. "I uhmm..," Paul finally offered, "it's just two weeks is a while and what if... I mean maybe one night..." The trio had discussed Dave's two week rule at length and Paul had originally agreed to it quicker than Mary. Dave took Paul's reluctance in stride though and calmly explained the agreement again. "It's either two weeks or nothing. One night allows you an out that's too easy and so you'll never actually get into it. The whole night you'll be waiting for it to end and so you won't enjoy the experience. Mary's first night will also leave her with some doubts and she's as likely as you to call it quits. You signing on for two weeks will give your lovely wife plenty of time to get over any questions of who may or may not approve and what the neighbors might think and will allow her to enjoy her time with me." Mary took a sharp breath and blushed a bit deeper at Dave's last sentence. It was the first time anyone had made direct mention of the exact reason the three were in a seedy bar on the edge of town. Her heart quickened and she felt a new rush of excitement rush down her spine. Mary took a few deep breaths to calm herself which made her chest heave giving the bartender an even better view of her cleavage. Mary didn't have the largest breasts in the world but the ample handful she did have was almost completely on display tonight. Pushed up and together by a shelf bra the only thing that separated her bare breasts from the world was a whisper of lacy fabric from her black cocktail dress bought specially for tonight. On the ride out Paul had asked her if the dress which cut down almost to her navel and rode well above her knee made her feel sexy. Mary answered with a giggle, "It makes me feel like a hooker!" Dave finished off his drink and broke the silence that had once again fallen on the trio by offering, "If you two don't feel like going through with this there's no hard feelings. I want you both to be sure that this is what you want, but if it is I'm sure you'll have no regrets." Paul tried to take a sip from his empty drink and then looked over at Mary. She wasn't going to offer any help. The ball was completely in his court. "I don't have to dress like a woman or bark like a dog or anything right?" Even though the question had been answered previously Dave showed no signs of irritation and simply reassured Paul. Paul had finally run out of excuses to stall and quickly scratched his signature at the bottom of the form before he could think. "Congratulations Paul!" Dave said with a hearty grin, "You're now a cuckold! Trust me, you won't regret it!" Paul was left alone with his thoughts on the ride home as Mary rode with her "new man". Over and over Paul played his decision, sometimes feeling a surge of sexual excitement, sometimes regretting immensely what he had done. "What's done is done," Paul finally concluded as he let himself into the empty house. Before he could rethink his conclusion he was joined by the new "couple" who came up the walk arm-in-arm. Once inside Mary poured drinks for all three as Dave went over again the way things would go. The rules were fairly simple: For two weeks Paul had to keep his pecker in his pants unless Dave and Mary wanted to see his neglected cock on display and he also couldn't masturbate or touch Mary unless she asked him to. Mary was to be available at all times to Dave and would remain pantyless for easier access. Dave would dictate whether or not Paul would be in the room when he fucked Mary and had already told Paul that at least one night during the two weeks he would fuck Mary in the house but not allow Paul to watch, one night he would fuck Mary in front of Paul, and one night he would take Mary off to his apartment and leave Paul alone with his thoughts all night long. "Oh, one other thing," Paul said as he finished, "For the two weeks Paul you will be responsible for changing the sheets on the bed daily and washing them by hand." Paul began to protest but Dave simply said, "This is necessary so you will be forced to deal with the mess Mary and I make as we fuck and will be reminded of being a cuckold. Trust me." With that Dave took Mary's hand and began leading her to the bedroom. Mary's cheeks flushed crimson again as the realization that this was actually going to happen washed over her. "Tonight Paul you'll just listen to your lovely wife fucking me. No turning on the TV or radio to drown out the sound either. And no touching your cock! The first night is the hardest, but you can do it. Now if you don't mind I'm going to enjoy your wife's sweet pussy!" Hearing Dave say he was going to enjoy Mary's pussy made his cock surge for the first time. Instinctively he went to touch it but made himself stop. Sitting down in his recliner Paul picked up the newspaper and tried to read the days news. As soon as Mary disappeared around the corner though Paul could do nothing but think about what was about to go on in the bedroom. Tossing the paper aside Paul leaned back and tried to relax. Entering the master bedroom Mary felt herself getting cold feet. Was this really the right thing to do? Would she regret it? Would it ruin her marriage? Dave sensed Mary's apprehension kissed her deeply before she had too long to think. Holding her tightly in his arms Dave locked lips with Mary and let his hands roam her twenty-something body. The embrace pressed her breasts up against Dave's chest, the lacy fabric of her dress dragging over her sensitive nipples with every move. Mary's head reeled from a mixture of shock, excitement, and pure lust. When Mary would try and pull away from her lover to gain her wits and catch her breath he would simply grab larger handfuls of her soft ass and pull her in tighter. Being left with no other choice Mary returned the passionate kiss as the older man continued to grope her soft and nubile body. It was only when Dave broke the kiss that she realized her lover had expertly stripped her of her dress, leaving it in a pool around her feet. Dave wasted no time in moving from her mouth to a breast, sucking and nipping at her erect pink nub. Mary could only gasp and pant as she felt the shockwaves of pleasure brought about by the older man's attack on her tit. Dave's hands were even busier than his mouth as one was alternating between kneading her ass cheeks and supporting the small of her back and the other was flicking and twisting the nipple that wasn't being serviced by his mouth at that moment. Over and over Mary felt that her knees would buckle because of the dizzying attention her body was receiving. Each time though Dave's firm support on her ass and back would keep Mary standing so the assault could continue. Pausing once between nipples Dave looked up at his gasping lover and said, "Don't hold back hun... I wanna hear you... your husband wants to hear you!" The mention of Paul caused a massive torrent of wetness to be released between Mary's legs and she was more than happy to comply with her lover's request. For his part Dave gave Mary something to moan and squeal about by quickly plunging a meaty finger in her neatly trimmed pussy. Paul had begun to wonder what was going on in the almost silent bedroom and had even toyed with the idea of sneaking down the hall to catch a peak so he almost jumped when he heard the voice of his beautiful wife cry out, "Oh God! Yes!!" Instantly Paul's semi-hard cock began to strain against the fabric of his boxers begging to be let loose. Paul concentrated on ignoring his body's instincts and instead tried picking up the paper again. Things were not helped though when Mary's cries of passion started coming in an unending monologue. "Oh Fuck! Unnnngg!" whimpered Mary as the older man thrust a third finger into her sopping cunt. Looking up again from her tits Dave said with a smile, "Tell him what's going on... tell Paul what's happening." Mary looked at Dave as to ask "Now?" and he simply shook his head "Yes!" "Oh... Ohh... God Dave... your fingers feel so good in my pussy! Oh yes! Suck my tits! Suck my tits! I love your fingers! I love to fuck your fingers!" Mary moaned loud enough to be heard clearly down the hall where her husband was waiting, "Ohhh... yes... you're making my pussy so wet!" Satisfied that he had worked his lover into enough of a frenzy to move on Dave quickly lowered Mary onto the bed, discarding her bra with a flick of the wrist in the process. Lying on her back in nothing but her black stockings Mary looked at Dave with unbridled lust in her eyes. She spread her shapely legs wide and ran her hands through her long soft locks to give her lover the best look at her curvy body she could. Catching her foot in his hand Dave slowly rolled her stocking down her thigh and calf before dropping it by the side of the bed. Having finished with one leg he repeated the action with the other. "I like my girls totally naked when I fuck them," Dave explained with a smirk. Hearing Dave say this once again sent a shock of lust through her body which slammed into her dripping cunt. Unable to help herself Mary ran a hand down to her tender pussy and started playing with her swollen clit. Dave just smiled and coached his beautiful lover. "That's it hun... rub that clit nice and good for me. Make it feel good... make your pussy hot... don't hold back... make sure your hubby can hear you... make sure he knows what he's missing." Things had fallen quiet in the bedroom for a few moments and Paul hoped that it was over. His balls ached and his dick was absolutely begging for attention. He kept having to adjust his position to give his trapped cock a bit of relief and he didn't know how much longer he could take this kind of torture. Moments later though Mary started moaning and crying out with pleasure and his cock once again tried to spring to attention. Paul could tell that his wife was getting close to cumming and he silently wondered if her cumming would also bring him over the edge. Dave looked down at Mary as he removed his own clothes. Her eyes were closed tight as she tossed her head back and forth and moaned in lust. The fingers of her right hand were tickling and teasing her plump little pussy, slick from its own juices. Her other hand was still tangled in her reddish-brown hair, twisting and pulling as her body writhed in pleasure. She let out a small whimper of frustration when Dave removed her hand from her pussy. He wasn't about to let his young lover go disappointed though and he quickly sunk two fingers into her wet hole. With his stubby thumb he quickly found Mary's sensitive clit and went to work. In and out he plunged as his thumb drug across her exposed clit. Each time Dave drove his fingers into Mary he was rewarded with a sloppy squishing sound from her cunt and a throaty cry of pleasure from her voice. As his young lover approached orgasm Dave demanded, "Say my name! Say it! Say my name!" Paul was being driven half-crazy by the sounds of his wife's pleasure but hearing her cry, "Dave! Dave! Dave! Oh FUCK! FUCCKK! OH GOD! DAVE!! I'M CUMMING!! DAVEDAVEDAVE!" almost pushed him over the edge. He could feel the familiar tingling at the base of his balls that was normally the sign of release. This time though he tingling slowly subsided and simply added to the ache that had already been there. "Damnit!" Paul growled. He couldn't just sit here and listen to his sexy wife be fucked by another man. Worse yet, from the sounds of it they hadn't even started fucking. Paul got up and poured himself another gin on the rocks. Maybe being drunk through this would help. Coming down off her high Mary opened her eyes to find Dave's nude body hovering over her. Under normal circumstances the body of this older man (hairy, pudgy, and showing its age) would not have turned on Mary in the slightest. Tonight though what normally would be his flaws only ignited Mary's lust more. The very fact that she was about to give herself freely to a man old enough to be her father while her husband listened from another room was driving her absolutely wild. Quickly scanning down his body her eyes landed on his stiffened member peaking out from below his rounded belly. The head glistened with Dave's precum and the shaft disappeared quickly in the tangle of pubic hair that covered his crotch. His sagging ball sack swung lower than Paul's and Mary wondered what it would feel like against her ass. Looking back up at Dave she licked her red lips and begged him to fuck her. Needing no further encouragement Dave pressed the tip of his hard cock against the young woman's wet hole and pushed himself into her cunt until his heavy balls were resting on her ass. "Oh God..," Mary breathed as Dave lowered himself down on her and started nibbling on her neck. Dave laid there for a moment enjoying the feel of his nubile lover's soft flesh under him; her ripe breasts flattened against his hairy chest, her sweet pussy engulfing his hard member in its hot grip. Slowly at first he ground his cock into Mary enjoying the feel of the velvety walls of her cunt as his dick rubbed back and forth. At this point Mary needed no further coaching and began her lusty monologue again. Paul read over the contract again both as a distraction and in desperate hope that he would find some way out of it. Even if Dave was right and the first night was the hardest there was no way he could do this for two weeks! Already it was taking all of Paul's resolve not touch himself and his wife hadn't even begun actually fucking the other guy. Paul thought over that phrase in his mind again and again and each time his cock would pulse with a jolt of excitement. Mary, his wife, was actually going to fuck another man and there was nothing that Paul could do but listen! For the first time that night Paul was actually sure that he wanted Dave to fuck Mary and actually couldn't wait for it to start. As if on cue Paul heard his wife's guttural moan from the bedroom. "Ohhh...Daaavvee... your cock feels so good!" Mary wrapped her legs around Dave and pleaded with him to fuck her good. Dave grabbed two handfuls of Mary's soft ass for better leverage and picked up the pace a bit, thrusting his hips again and again, plunging his cock over and over into Mary's hot pussy. "Oh yeah..," he groaned loudly enough that Paul was certain to hear, "You've got a nice soft pussy, baby! Oooh... yeah your pussy is making my cock feel so good! Ooh Mary your pussy is so hot! It feels so good to fuck your pussy, baby!" Paul sat with his eyes closed in his recliner. His cock and balls ached for attention more than they ever had in his life. There was a large wet spot on the crotch of his pants as his precum soaked through his boxers and pants. The banging of the headboard against the wall as well as the ongoing descriptions of the action given both by his wife and her lover left little question as to what was happening in the bedroom. His wife was being fucked by another man and she was loving it! Even more importantly Paul was loving it as well! Mary felt her second orgasm coming as Dave continued to thrust his hard cock into her. With each thrust her pert nipples, now slippery from her lover's repeated tongue baths and the couple's perspiration, were tickled by Dave's thick chest hair. Her clit was also getting quite a workout as his extra weight provided more friction than she was used to with Paul. "Oh Dave! Oh Dave!" Mary wailed as her orgasm crashed over her, "Oh fuck I'm cummmmiiiiinnnnnggg!!!" Dave felt Mary's cum gush over his heavy balls but didn't slow his pace. When Mary pleaded with him to give her over-sensitive pussy a rest Dave just pinned his young lover's arms to the bed and plunged his cock into her wet fuckhole harder. Each time Mary's pussy would contract and spasm around his hard member Dave would let out a groan of pleasure. Her soft body, dripping cunt, and lusty screams were having quite an effect on Dave and he was beginning to wonder how long he could hold out before pumping Mary full of his cum. When her hot pussy began gripping him tighter Dave knew that Mary was about to cum again. Writhing and shrieking underneath her lover Mary had her third orgasm of the evening. Dave was forced to slow his pace not because of his lover's requests but because of a familiar twinge at the base of his balls that told him he was about to explode. When Mary had recovered from her orgasm Dave whispered in her ear, "Do you want my load? Tell me you want my load." Mary was very eager to comply and began begging Dave to pump his hot cum deep inside of her. "Fill my pussy, Dave! Dave I want your cum! Dave pump your cum into my cunt!" "Ooh yeah Mary! I'm gonna cum in your pussy! I'm gonna cum in your pussy Mary! Ohh... I'm..!" Dave's thrusts ended abruptly and Mary could feel his cock expand. Moments later she felt his hot liquid being pumped over and over deep into her womb. Even before Dave was done shooting his load Mary's pussy was overflowing and his cum was leaking out. Even after emptying his balls into Mary's well-fucked pussy Dave laid on top of his lover, enjoying the feeling of her young body underneath him. Mary simply cooed, "Thank you!" and returned the kiss that Dave had given her at the first of the evening. Paul waited as patiently as he could, which wasn't very well. Was he just supposed to wait out here all night? Were they done? He had heard Dave announce very loudly that he was cumming into Mary's pussy and had almost cum at the same moment, but now what? His question was answered a few minutes later when Dave emerged from the bedroom still completely nude. Sitting down across from Paul Dave made no attempt to cover himself. When Dave noticed that Paul was trying to avoid looking at him he said, "Go ahead and look. It's good for you to see the evidence of another man fucking your wife. Go on..." Sheepishly Paul let his eyes scan over Dave's body and down to his crotch. Dave's cock was still slightly firm and his pubes were completely matted with the mixture of the couple's juices. This sight reminded Paul again of his own aching need which had subsided but now sprang to life again. Dave continued, "I see you did well in keeping your hands off your cock... Good man!" Paul took this praise with a small grin and offered Dave another drink. Dave refused as he had to be driving home soon so Paul began pouring one for himself. He nearly dropped the glass though at Dave's next sentence, "I must say your wife has one of the softest vaginas I've been in." Paul's Contract Ch. 02 NOTE TO ALL: This is fantasy... it's a wee bit amazing I should have to actually include this on a story board such as Literotica. If this sort of fantasy isn't your cup of tea then why drink from it? Comments on the work itself are welcome and appreciated, even if they aren't 100% positive. Comments on the people who enjoy reading this sort of work will be deleted as they're completely unrelated. Without further ado... "Paul, silverware!" said Mary with a smile. He was staring off into space again, half way to the silverware drawer. He gave a her a goofy little grin and went back to setting the table. Already he had been at the task fifteen minutes and had managed only to get the plates and glasses set. It wasn't fair really, and Mary knew it. Every move she made made her braless tits sway seductively under the thin fabric of her sun dress, her pert nipples clearly visible She had purposely tied it loosely to allow the neckline of the halter style dress dip even lower than normal allowing Paul an eyeful of her cleavage any time he looked her way. The effect on her husband was obvious as he once again had come to a halt and was staring at her, his hardon obvious through his slacks. "Paul," Mary cooed to get her husband moving once again. Of course he wasn't the only one that was having a problem keeping their mind on task. All day Mary had been playing the events of the last night over and over in her mind. Sometimes she would feel shocked and even a little shy, but mostly the memories only served to turn her on. Her pussy had been damp all day and it was all Mary could do to keep from fingering herself silly. She had resisted the temptation to masturbate though choosing to save her horniness for Dave. The doorbell roused Mary out of her daydream and she let out a little gasp. She felt her stomach knot up and she couldn't move. This was actually going to happen _again_! She looked over at her husband and the doorbell rang a second time. Paul looked a little like a deer in the headlights but he looked over at his sexy wife and gave her a forced grin. His prick gave away his true feelings though as it pushed harder to be free than it had all day. As the doorbell rang once more Mary gathered her courage and went for the door. Opening the door she was greeted by Dave's smile. "I thought you were hiding from me," Dave said with a wink as he let himself in the screen door. "I uhm..," Mary said but was cut short as Dave greeted her with a passionate kiss. Instantly the knot in her stomach disappeared and her body was flooded with desire. Mary let out a little moan as Dave's hands made their way down her sides and came to rest on her hips. Tongues tangled and darted in an unbroken kiss and Mary, unaware that Dave had even been backing her up, soon found herself against the wall opposite the door. With no more ground to give Mary was forced to let her lover press himself against her supple body, not that she minded one bit. Dave let his hands run over the young woman enjoying the feeling of her soft flesh under his fingers. Letting a hand run through her hair Dave moved Mary's head to the side, exposing her tender neck to his nibbling teeth. With his other hand he deftly untied the knot behind Mary's neck freeing the top of her dress. Quickly he grabbed the fabric between Mary's breasts and roughly pulled it down, stripping her almost to the waist. "Oh God," Mary gasped as Dave sucked a nipple into his mouth, "Dave!" Her lover's assault on her body was making Mary lightheaded. To make matters worse the sight of her husband, mouth agape with a mixture of shock and lust as he watched another man have complete access to his beautiful wife's body, was making her cunt sopping wet and her knees weak. Back and forth the older man moved between Mary's tits, nipping, licking, and sucking each one in turn. "Shit," Paul swore as Dave pushed the bottom of his wife's dress over her hips and her pantiless nether regions came into view. It had been less than five minutes since his bride had answered the door and already Dave was having his way with her. Paul had been prepared to watch his wife fucked by another man, but hadn't expected things to move this fast. Every moan that escaped Mary's lips as her lover sucked noisily on her boobs and kneaded her soft ass sent a shock through Paul's already sore balls. His hardon throbbed and Paul almost gave into the temptation to touch it. If he could just touch it for a moment, Paul thought, he'd feel so much better. This, of course, was against the rules of the contract and Paul understood why. Suffering like this was ultimately for his own good, his own pleasure. Knowing this didn't make things any easier, but it did give him the will to resist. As Dave began pawing at her pussy Mary could finally take in no longer and began begging Dave to give her the fucking she needed. For Paul's sake Dave made her repeat this several times and even made Mary spell out exactly what she wanted. "I want," she managed to say between moans, "you to take me to the bed, spread my legs, stuff your thick cock in my pussy until your balls are on my ass, and fuck me hard. I want you to make me cum and scream your name and I want you to keep pounding until you shoot your hot load deep inside me. Oh God baby! I need you to do this! Now!" With a wink towards Paul Dave pulled Mary's dress down over her hips and let it fall in a pool at her feet. Then, taking her by the hand, he led his nude lover down the hall. Paul stared at the spot where the two had disappeared around the corner and waited for the sounds of lovemaking to begin. Unlike the night before he didn't have long to wait as Dave sunk himself to the hilt in Mary's honeypot. Immediately Mary's cries of passion filled the house. Paul tried pacing in the kitchen to help ignore his need and the ache building in his balls, but found that any movement caused his dick to be rubbed and so was forced to stand motionless and listen. After no more than a minute Paul heard his wife shriek that she was cumming. "Oh Dave! Oh Dave! Oh Dave!" Mary screamed over and over as the waves of orgasm continued, "Stretch me out with your hard prick!" Dave didn't need any encouragement to do just that! He continued to ram his shaft into her slippery pussy even as it convulsed in orgasm. Dave had two handfuls of her ass to give him extra leverage and was using it to its fullest. With each thrust Dave drove himself as deep into his partner as possible, his heavy balls slapping against her. When Dave could tell that Mary's second orgasm was coming on he timed his own release to coincide with hers. "Oh yeah Mary," Dave groaned loud enough for Paul to hear, "I'm gonna flood your pussy! I'm gonna pump my load in you!" This had the desired effect on his young lover as his words immediately sent her over the edge for the second time. A moment later Dave was taken over the edge himself and he came deep inside of her. Things had gone silent in the bedroom and Paul moved over to his chair. A minute later the couple emerged all smiles. Dave had once again chosen to wear nothing after sex leaving himself on full display for Paul's sake. Mary had grabbed a silk robe, but left it completely open. Paul made no attempt to hide the fact that he let his eyes run over the bodies of the two lovers. He felt a twinge of excitement as his eyes fell on the trail of semen flowing from his wife's pussy down her inner thigh. Sitting in a chair across from Paul Dave said with a wink, "Whew! Fucking sure gives me an appetite! Let's eat!" At dinner Mary kept stealing kisses from Dave who didn't seem to mind the lady's attentions one bit. Between kisses Dave asked Paul questions and tried to include him in some sort of conversation. For the most part Paul gave one word answers and tried to concentrate on his meal, looking up from his plate occasionally to watch the antics of the couple across the table. As Mary gave Dave's genitals a quick tongue bath Dave asked, "So Paul, how are your balls feeling?" Without waiting for a reply he added, "Because your wife is making mine feel wonderful!" and gave Paul a huge grin. Once the plates had been cleared the three made themselves comfortable in the living room and Dave went over the plan for the night. "Paul, so far you've only heard your lovely wife getting screwed I figure it's time for you to watch," Dave started. It was more than that though, Paul would direct all of the action. Dave explained that so far Paul had been able to take a very passive role in what Mary and Dave were doing. This let Paul maintain a sense of innocence in what was going on. Tonight would be different. "Tonight you can prevent your wife from making love to an older man. In fact there's nothing that you have to do to stop it, you just have to be strong enough to not give in to your desire to watch her be taken by another man as you sit idly by with your cock safely in your pants." Paul's cheeks flushed with a mixture of bashfulness and excitement and he averted his eyes, choosing to stare at the carpet instead. "Don't do that," Dave chided, "Look at your bride. Look at her beautiful body. Look at what you'll be making her give away tonight. Look at her in the eye and remember that look when you are giving her away to another man. Everything that happens to her tonight, everything that she is made to do tonight is your fault. If I'm licking her breasts, if I'm fingering her gash, if she's moaning my name it's because you told us to do that Paul. If you are too weak to control your desires you are not only going to allow this to happen to your wife you are going to be the only reason that it does happen!" Paul's cheeks were crimson by this point, but his hardon throbbed harder than ever before. His gaze went up and down Mary's body. He didn't know how he could make it through the night without either dieing from embarrassment or blowing his load. Dave waited for Paul to look up from his wife's tits. When Paul did Dave continued, "To make sure that you're fully aware of exactly what you're doing Paul there's a couple more rules for tonight. She is not just some woman named Mary that you kind of know, she is your wife. To remind you of this whenever you are telling me to do something to her you will call Mary either your wife or your bride." Dave then asked Mary if there were any little names that Paul called her and she replied either sweetie or sugar. "When you're telling Mary what you want her to do tonight these are the only things you will call her. Understood?" Paul nodded and then added, "I... don't know if I can make it through tonight..." Dave asked why and Paul reluctantly admitted that he was already about to come. Chuckling Dave said, "We can take care of that, come on." With that Dave led Paul into the bathroom and instructed him to take off his pants and step into the shower. When Paul had done so Dave turned the water to cold and directed the spray at Paul's neglected cock. "Shit!" Paul protested as the water washed over his crotch, "That's frickin' freezing!" "Just what the doctor ordered!" Dave said with a laugh, "No better cure for an overheated cock!" Within moments the frigid water was taking its effect and Dave excused himself for a moment. When he returned he had a small can of desensitizing spray which he instructed Paul to use once Paul had dried off. Paul gave a small thank you as he stuffed his cock, now limp, desensitized, and nearly frozen, back into his pants and the men made their way back into the living room where they found Mary slowly running her hands over her body in anticipation. "You boys have fun?" she said coyly and Paul blushed deeply again. The room fell into silence and after a few moments Paul finally spoke up, "Now what?" "Anything you want Paul," Dave reminded him, "Only what you want, nothing more." Paul took a deep breath and looked back and forth between his wife and her lover. For a moment he contemplated calling it all off, but the aching of his balls goaded him on. "Dave... I..," he began trying to gain courage, "I want you to kiss my wife." Dave responded by giving Mary a quick peck on her cheek and then looking back expectantly at Paul. "No, no... not like that," complained Paul. Dave responded, "Then like what?" "Kiss her... kiss my wife like you mean it... use your tongue." "Anything else I should do?" "Yes, let your hands roam over my bride's back and ass, feel her soft skin against you..." "What about me honey, anything I should do," Mary asked as the older gentleman moved to her. "Yes, sweetie, kiss Dave like you would kiss me when we were newlyweds." Mary gave him an innocent, puzzled look and Paul continued, "Grind yourself against Dave, sugar. Rub your hard nipples against his hairy chest and tease his cock with your wet slit. That's it sweetie give Dave a kiss to remember." As Paul's need built between his legs his courage increased and the instructions began to flow more freely. Mary and Dave happily followed Paul's every instruction during their lustful make-out session. When Paul finally instructed Mary's lover to take her nipple into his mouth though Dave paused and looked Paul in the eye. "Are you sure you want to give your bride away like this?" Dave asked, his mouth inches from Mary's hardened nipple. Dave already knew the answer but he wanted to make Paul say it. With his heart pounding and his cock throbbing Paul never looked up from Mary's tits and said, "Yes." "Yes what?" asked Dave as he planted small kisses on his lover's soft bosom. "Yes, I want to give my wife away so I can watch you can suck on her lovely tits!" "Tell Mary that..." "Sweetie it makes me so hot to see you taken by another man that I want him to suck your tits. I want to see you hold his head against your breast and I want to hear you moan in pleasure. I want to see an old man pleasure you Sugar and I want him to have full access to your beautiful body. Let your robe drop to the floor Sweetie so there is nothing between you and Dave." With each word Paul felt a wave of excitement flow between his legs and he began to wonder if he'd another cold shower before the night was done. As Mary's robe slid to the floor her lover renewed his attack on her supple body. He bit down on her sensitive nipple causing a gasp to escape Mary's lips. True to her husband's wishes though Mary pulled Dave closer to her, forcing more of her tit into his hungry mouth. Laying her head back Mary closed her eyes and let forth a series of throaty moans. Paul could hardly believe how incredibly erotic it was to watch his wife being mauled by the older man. Seeing the other man move back and forth between Mary's stiff buds, lapping and nibbling at them while his hands made circles and patterns over her whole body, stopping occasionally to massage her curvy backside or heaving breasts was driving Paul absolutely wild. The knowledge that his wife's treatment at the hands of Dave was all his own doing only served to make things worse (or better, depending on how you look at it). Soon though the show was no longer enough to feed Paul's insatiable desires. He wanted more. He needed more. Paul needed to see his blushing bride brought to orgasm by her lover and he needed it now. "Dave," he commanded, "Eat my bride's hot pussy!" Gone was any hesitation that had been found in Paul's previous instructions. "Tongue-fuck my wife until she creams all over your face." Immediately Dave slid to his knees and buried his head between Mary's thighs. As his tongue danced in her wet folds Mary called out her lover's name repeatedly. Mary only lasted for a couple of minutes before Dave's attentions brought her over the edge. Panting and shaking Mary held onto the older gentleman for support as he stood and shared a passionate kiss with her. Any hope of giving her sensitive pussy a rest was dashed though by Paul's voice. "Very good!" he said breathlessly, "Now Dave sink your cock into my wife's hot cunt and give her the fucking she deserves." Mary gave Paul a smoldering look as she was guided backwards to the bed by her partner. As his young wife fell to the sheets Paul instructed her further, "Spread your legs wide Sweetie so Dave can get at your lovely pussy. That's it Sugar... take his cock all the way in to the balls! Oh Sweetie, you look so hot with another man's dick in you! That's it, fuck Dave back, make his cock feel good... let him know how much you love being screwed by him!" Mary reached above her head and grabbed two fist-fulls of the sheets, spreading her body wide and giving the two men an excellent view. Dave pounded himself against the young lady eliciting a shriek of pleasure with each stroke. Soon the slippery walls of her lovebox were too much to handle and Dave felt a familiar tickle in his scrotum. "Oh yeah Mary, Oh yeah!" Dave growled through gritted teeth, "Do you want me to fill your wife's pussy with my cum, Paul? Do you?" "Yes Dave," Paul said enthusiastically, "Blow your load in my wife's cunt! Do it!" As the other man came deep inside his wife Paul was certain that he was going to shoot his own load but soon the twitch in his balls turned into a burning ache and Dave collapsed on Mary meaning the show was over. Paul had survived tonight... or at least round one of tonight. Paul's Contract "Excuse me?!" Paul said empty glass in hand. "Paul," Dave said patiently, "You know I just had sex with your wife." Paul began to cut him off but Dave continued, "It excites you to know I had sex with Mary. You enjoyed listening to us as your damp crotch would attest to. You enjoy seeing me nude, not because you like to look at the body of a sixty-four year old man with a receding hairline and a Buddha belly, but because you want to see the cock that was in your wife's lovely pussy. You want to hear me talk about your wife's soft vagina and how nice it was to fill it with my cum. You've wanted to hear all of these things for a while. That's why you had the fantasy in the first place and that's why you were willing to be cuckolded for two weeks. So Paul, let me say again that your lovely wife has one of the softest vaginas I've been in and my cock thoroughly enjoyed it. Quite frankly I'm going to enjoy your wife's body very much over the next two weeks. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to go check up on my little lover." Paul desperately tried to catch his breath. His cheeks were burning and his heart pounded. With every word that Dave spoke a new jolt of desire rushed through his body and threatened to send him over the edge. Dave was right. Dave was totally right. Minutes later the lovers returned from the bedroom. This time Dave was fully dressed and Mary had thrown on one of her short silk robes. Dave was searching around in his pockets for something, which turned out to be his keys. Having produced them from one of his coat pockets he shook Paul's hand and said, "See you tomorrow... be good!" with a wink. Paul promised he would and went back to his drink. For Mary Dave had a slightly different goodbye; pulling her into his body Dave began giving her a passionate kiss. Almost immediately he opened her robe and began rubbing her soft body underneath it. Paul started to look away but thought better of it and instead gawked openly at the erotic display before him. Dave sensed this and broke the kiss long enough to lower Mary's robe to the floor. Paul's heart pounded as he watched his lovely wife share a sensual kiss with the older man as his hands freely touched and fondled her nude body. Finally Dave broke the kiss and took one last look over his new lover before heading for the door. As he left Dave suggested that maybe Mary should remain nude for the rest of the night just to give her husband a bit of inspiration. As he felt his cock swelling for what seemed like the hundredth time that night Paul could only think, "This is going to be a long two weeks..."