0 comments/ 94778 views/ 6 favorites The Competition By: Just Plain Bob I slammed down the phone. The conversations with Tina were getting harder and harder. Why couldn't the woman understand that I need to make the money when it's there? These out of town jobs are just as hard on me as they are on her. I want to go home and be with her on the weekends, but I can't turn down the overtime. When this winter comes and construction slows down I'm going to need the overtime I'm making now sitting in the bank to carry us through the lean time. It's a god damned no win situation. Make the overtime now and fight with Tina because she is horny and I can't get home, or go home now and have constant fights over money when the snow flies. Shit! I can't win for losing. ++++++++++++++++++ I slammed down the phone. The conversations with Al were getting harder and harder. Why couldn't he understand that I needed him? I needed to be held. I needed a warm body to snuggle up to at night and to cuddle with in the morning, and yes - I needed his cock, I needed it bad. How in the hell can he expect me to go from five and six times a week to zero overnight and then to go three months without hurting? Well, I've had it! I'm putting him on notice. Either he takes care of his duties as a husband or I'll find some one else who will and I don't expect that I'll have any trouble doing it. The eleven guys I work with have all hit on me at one time or another and they still come sniffing around from time to time hoping to get lucky. Al had better get his act together or one of them will. In fact I'll start the ball rolling right now with an Email. ++++++++++++++++++ I was on my laptop checking over some job specifications when the little box popped up telling me I had an Email. I opened it up and found a message from Tina. It was short and to the point, "If you don't come home and take care of my sexual needs I will find some one who will. Please Al, don't make me do it." ++++++++++++++++++ Getting all eleven of them into the lunchroom at the same time was a chore, but there they are. I guess the best way to do this is hit them with it up front, see who bails and then go from there. "Let me see a show of hands on this. How many of you want to sleep with me?" I'm not surprised that every hand shot up and I had to smile when I saw that three of them had raised both hands. "Okay, let me explain it to you. My husband has been gone over three months and I'm horny as hell. I've tried to get him to come home and take care of me on the weekends but he is too busy working overtime. Yesterday I sent him an Email and told him either he comes home and takes care of business or I'll find some one else to take care of me. I'm not a big enough slut to take all of you to bed, but one of you could get lucky if you are willing to go along with me on this and play the game I've come up with. I say "could get lucky" because even if you do play the game and Al comes home to take care of business before the game is over none of you will win. I want to be totally up front about this - I am not cock teasing - one of you will get my pussy if, and only if, my husband doesn't come home and take care of me. How many of you want to play the game under those conditions?" I was not at all surprised to see everyone's hand go up. ++++++++++++++++++ What the fuck is the silly bitch trying to pull? I read the Email for the third time, "Here's the deal Al. It's like the reality shows on TV, you know, The Bachelorette, The Millionaire and those kinds of shows. I'm going to start with eleven guys and then every Monday and Thursday I will eliminate one or two and if you aren't home by the time I narrow the field down to one man he will get the prize - my pussy for a whole weekend. Your choice Al, money or me." God, she couldn't be serious, could she? ++++++++++++++++++ "Before we start I want to get a picture of all eleven of you with me and then we will start the game. Before we do that I want you all to know that I would love to sleep with each and every one of you, but I can't. I'm just not that big of a slut. I have to narrow the field down to just one man and so I have come up with a series of competitions. Tonight every one of you will take turns dancing with me and the two worst dancers will be eliminated. Then next Monday tonight's survivors will get together for the next test. You will all get to dance with me, in rotation, as many times as you can before the band quits or the bar closes and they shut off the jukebox." ++++++++++++++++++ The fucking pump breaks down on me, I get two flat tires on the front-end loader and now this shit. I stared at the laptop screen at the picture of Tina surrounded by eleven assholes that know she's married and are still willing to help her fuck over me. I wonder if she really expects me to call her bluff. Well fuck her. I know she's not going to follow through, she's just not the type. ++++++++++++++++++ "Okay, the nine of you circle around me and let's take the picture. Tonight's competition will be to find the seven best kissers. Just kissing guys, no touchy feely stuff. Hands on my body disqualifies you. There is a time limit - you have until the bar closes. Henry, why don't you go first." ++++++++++++++++++ She has to be making this shit up. I know Tina and she's just not a slut. I wonder how far she intends to take this shit. "Down to seven Al. The kissing competition eliminated the two best kissers. They both got disqualified when they broke the rules. The rule was no hands on my body, but Steve managed to get a finger in my pussy and Todd managed to get his hand under my bra. After five hours of swapping tongues I was hot enough to fuck all of them, but I didn't. I'm still hoping that you will come through for me. How about it Al? Coming home any time soon?" ++++++++++++++++++ "Okay guys, first the picture of the seven of you. Tonight's test is a simple one. I want each of you to tell me why you want to go to bed with me, what you plan to do to me if you get me there and just why from a purely sexual standpoint, I should chose you. I'll pick the five best and those five will met with me on Thursday for the next test." ++++++++++++++++++ I looked at the seven smiling faces and wanted nothing more than to be able to smash my fist in every one of them. I can't believe the shit that Tina is pulling on me. "Number five says he is into eating pussy and will do it for hours if I want. Number three says he is hung like a horse and had tremendous staying power. Number two says he isn't all that long, but is as big around as a beer can. My pussy is dripping Al. You had better hurry up and make a decision." ++++++++++++++++++ "Okay guys, tonight you five get to find out that I do have a slutty side. The reason that we are doing this here in my house is that tonight's test is a little more personal than the last tests and is something that we can't do at the bar. Tonight's competition will find out two things - how much will power you have and how good you are at doing one of my favorite things. The three men best at eating my pussy will move on to the next round. The rules are simple, no hands above my waist and no hands on yourselves until after you leave here. Jerry, why don't you go first." ++++++++++++++++++ I can't believe it! I just can't believe it! That's our kitchen table that they are sitting around. And what the hell is this "too personal to tell you" shit? "Down to five Al. Tonight's competition was too personal for me to talk about. All you need to know is that I picked the three best. Time is running out Al. This Thursday there will be three to chose from. That means that if you aren't home Friday, Saturday morning latest, the survivor gets his prize. I'll Email you two pictures following Thursday's competition, one of the three semi-finalists and one of the winner. Don't make me do it Al. I don't want to, but I will." ++++++++++++++++++ "Tonight one of you will win the right to climb in bed with me on Saturday if Al doesn't come home. I've spent a lot of time trying to come up with a good final test and this afternoon I finally decided on something that is both a test and a reward. The reward is for putting up with all the bullshit I've put you through to get to this point. You've hung in there with me all the way even knowing that Al could show up and rob you of your prize. I showed you that I had a slutty side on Monday when I let you eat my pussy. Well, tonight the slutty side of me is going to take over again. Tonight I am going to suck your cocks. I'm good at it and I think you will enjoy it. The competition will be to see who can hold off coming the longest. I'll do Danny first and then you Paul and Matt will go last. Ready for the picture?" ++++++++++++++++++ The bitch has gone too far this time. What the fuck is she trying to prove here anyway? I've known all along that she is just trying to yank my chain with all of that phony bullshit about kissing contests and picking the best dancers and shit like that, but this is too much. Where does she get off sending me a picture of three guys sitting naked on my living room couch? Christ! Could she really mean it? Is she really going to do this thing? "Al baby, just look at those three marvelous cocks. They could have had me tonight Al, every one of them. I'm so horny that if even one of them had made a move I'd have done them all. One of them will be in me Saturday if you are not here. I'm not going to tell you what tonight's competition is other than to say I'm not going to go eeny, meeny, miney moe. I'll be telling the two losers who they are in about an hour and then I'll send you a picture of the man who will be fucking me on Saturday if you aren't here." Jesus, I've never had an hour go by so fucking slow. There it is, the "You have mail" message." Oh fuck! She means it. She really is going to do it. Why else would she send me pictures like this. Look at that arrogant bastard lying naked on my bed with his cock sticking up in the air and staring smugly at the camera. And that one - how can she do this to me? What have I ever done to her that she could do this to me? I can't believe that she could send me a picture of her with another man's cock in her hand. "Here's the winner Al. I'm kind of sorry that I didn't set a tighter time frame. See his cock in my hand? It's throbbing AL. I can feel it pulsing in my hand. He wants me now Al, he doesn't want to wait and to be honest, neither do I, but I gave you until Saturday and I'll stick by it. I've checked the flights and there are two on Friday night and one on Saturday morning that will get you here by ten. Half an hour from the airport to the house makes it ten-thirty. An hour and a half for late flights or other delays makes it noon. At twelve oh one Matt will claim his prize which is a weekend of nonstop sex with me. Catch the first flight out Al. I wouldn't gamble on the last flight if I were you." ++++++++++++++++++ I hit the mouse and sent the last picture to Al and then I went back to the bedroom and looked at Matt lying there with his cock trying to reach the ceiling. I wanted it, oh God but did I want it and right now, but I told Al Saturday so Saturday it would have to be. But I had let Matt eat me on Monday and I did suck his cock tonight - twice. In fact I had sucked all three of them twice in the interest of fairness. Matt and Paul got hot watching me do Danny first and that might have caused then to get off quicker. No, it was only fair to do each of them twice. I might have to wait until Saturday to get a cock in my pussy, but we already have gone oral on each other so doing it again shouldn't be a bother. "Matt, how about some sixty-nine before you leave?" ++++++++++++++++++ I looked at my watch. Too late to catch the first flight and probably too late to make the second. What a fucking time for everything to go to shit. Fights between workers, an occupational injury and now the paychecks are late. I don't care what else happens I will be sitting at the departure gate two hours before flight time. No way I'm going to let some asshole fuck my wife. ++++++++++++++++++ I shouldn't really be doing this, but I feel so much like a cock tease and I don't like to feel that way. Al never has to know about it and if he doesn't come home tomorrow morning it won't matter anyway. "Who gets to be next?" ++++++++++++++++++ I don't believe I've ever slept on a floor as hard as this, but by God I'm first in line to check in. ++++++++++++++++++ Damn, my mouth tastes like a regiment marched through it last night. I don't know why I offered to suck off the other ten guys as a consolation prize, but it seemed like the thing to do. I really hadn't expected the two bartenders and the owner of the bar to join the line, but what the hell, what did three more matter? ++++++++++++++++++ Attention all passengers for flight 612 for Kansas City. There will be a slight delay because of a maintenance problem. We will update you as soon as we have more information. ++++++++++++++++++ I wonder if there is any truth to the saying that if you rub cum into your skin it helps eliminate wrinkles. Maybe I shouldn't take this shower and get it all off my face and out of my hair. No, I owe it to Matt, or Al, to be made up and sweet smelling. ++++++++++++++++++ Attention passengers waiting to board flight 612 to Kansas City, Maintenance has isolated the problem and the part needed is on the way over from the storeroom and we estimate that we will begin the boarding process in fifteen minutes. ++++++++++++++++++ I wonder what I should wear. Heels, that goes with out saying, but do I want to wear the Frederick's of Hollywood black set, or the Victoria's Secret lavender? I know Al likes the black so just in case it is him I'll go with the Frederick's. ++++++++++++++++++ Ladies and gentlemen this is the captain speaking. I had hoped to be able to give you some good news, but I'm afraid that our situation has just changed. We picked up a favorable tail and had made up almost all of the time lost to the maintenance delay, but radar is showing us some storm cells ahead of us and we are going to have to alter our flight path to avoid them. It could make us thirty to forty minutes late in arriving at Kansas City. I'll keep you posted. ++++++++++++++++++ I didn't really think this through. If Al doesn't show up and I fuck Matt that will tell the other ten that I'm an unfaithful slut and they will all start working hard to fuck me and they will all expect to be successful sooner or later. Shit, would you listen to yourself girl? You knew, in fact, you expected it to happen. You aren't fooling anyone, least of all yourself. You knew if it got to Matt that you would fuck the rest of them. And they already know that you are a slut. You proved that last night when you sucked them all off. Admit it girl, you are praying that Al doesn't show up. You liked having all those guys eat your pussy and you got a charge out of sucking all those cocks. The only thing you haven't decided yet is whether you are going to do them one at a time or all at once. ++++++++++++++++++ "Ladies and gentlemen, we are preparing to land at Kansas City. Please place your tray tables and your seats in the full upright and locked position and make sure that your seat belt is securely fastened. ++++++++++++++++++ Not bad baby, not bad at all. God I love to stand in front of this full-length mirror and look at myself. The heels make my legs look great and the push up bra makes my tits look like they are going to spill out. Eleven-thirty and no sign of Al. Guess he really does care more about money than me. ++++++++++++++++++ "Can't you go any faster?" "I could Mac, but a ticket would cost me my license. Besides, it's a nice day, what's your hurry?" "I have some place I have to be by noon. One minute later and I stand to lose something that I can't afford to lose." "I'll try Mac, but five miles over is the best I'm going to do." ++++++++++++++++++ Well, it doesn't look like Al is going to come so the question now is do I make Matt wear a condom? I should. I might be giving Al's pussy away, but do I want to saddle him with someone else's kid? Fuck it, Matt can ride me bareback and if Al doesn't show I'll take a couple of days off from work and go see him and take out some insurance. I couldn't have done it up until a couple of days ago, but since Danny is my boss and I've given him three blow jobs I'm sure he will let me have the time off. I can probably guarantee it by fucking him next. ++++++++++++++++++ "What the hell is going on now?" "Don't know Mac. Traffic just stopped. Might be an accident up ahead. We'll just have to wait and see." ++++++++++++++++++ Ten to twelve. I told Matt to get here around five to and wait across the street for my signal. He's must be eager. He's been over there for ten minutes now and he seems real antsy. I wonder how fast he can make it from the car to the house? Still no sign of Al. I guess that I don't matter that much to him. Well girl, it was your game, you stated the stakes and the winner is waiting. Check your lipstick and lets do it. ++++++++++++++++++ "That's it, take a right at the next corner, end of the block on the left." ++++++++++++++++++ Well girl, no more stalling. Open the door and wave at Matt to come on in. ++++++++++++++++++ "Jesus, did you see that?" "What?" "Down at the end of the block. I'd swear that I saw a naked man get out of a car and run across the street to a house. Nah, couldn't have been. Must be my eyes playing tricks on me. Here we are Mac. That will be thirty-two fifty." "Here's two twenties, keep the change." ++++++++++++++++++ I ran up the walk and opened the front door. I glanced down at my digital watch and saw that it said 12:02 as I heard the cry from upstairs, "Oh God yes, push that cock in me baby, that's it baby fuck me, fuck me hard." The Competition You know when your one of the few women on this Earth, that loves sex and loves to have sex with as many men as she can; you are sought after by so many wannabe cucks that at times you just want to find a place to hide. Being a writer of cuckold stories, I get a lot of requests for my attentions and my fans asking me to cuckold them. I have a cuck and I wouldn't trade him for five others. But at times, it's fun to play. I decided to invite two of my loyal, wannabe cucks to compete for my attentions. They lived close enough that we could invite them to come for a visit. The one that did the best job of finding me a new man that could overwhelm me sexually would be able to stay and learn from James while taking care of me when I was with my Bulls. The loser would have to leave and hope for a Mistress somewhere down the line. James thought it would be fun. I relied a lot on his input as to what I should put them though (the things that he would rather not do, I soon found out.) I had interviews with sixteen wannabe cucks. Surprisingly many of them had the same ideas and hopes. But two shined more that the others. The first competition was to find me a Bull that could give me the most pleasure and that I would enjoy being with. They had two weeks to find a suitable Bull and bring him back to me for inspection and trial. In the mean time, I just couldn't go that long without a good fuck, so James called one of our old stand-bys, Spencer, and invited him over. Spencer is five-feet ten-inches tall with black eyes matched by his midnight hair. But his laughter is epidemic and he really knows how to make me cum and cum and cum. He also enjoys James' clean up afterwards. James prepared an excellent dinner; beef tenderloin with twice-baked potatoes and tender asparagus. While Spencer and I ate, James prepared the bedroom for our coupling. And when we had finished our meal, he cleaned the kitchen while we got cozy in the bedroom. Spencer has the most wonderful cock. Eight inches of a heavy dong with a heart shaped head that squirts the saltiest cum I've ever tasted. I can never wait patiently for his offering. He knows it and plays with me; makes me beg him for it but not until he has driven me into a frenzy that makes my nipples hard and my pussy wet. Then he spreads my legs open wide and rubs that thick heart shaped head up and down the crease of my cunt. Refusing to slip it into my waiting Venus garden. He nibbles on my hard nipples as his fingers play in the fluids of my cunt. And when my juices start flowing, he licks them and then smiles. "Sweetest pussy I've ever had!" he whispers. Then James joins us; he always seems when it's time for him to come in. He sits in the chair at the foot of the bed and patiently waits his turn. Occasionally, he'll leave and come back with a bottle of cold water to wet my lips. Spencer takes a couple of sips too, to take the dryness from his throat. James is allowed to watch for a short while, and then he must leave when the fucking gets really going. At times Spencer can fuck me for hours on end; bringing me to orgasm after orgasm until my body can't take anymore. Today was one of those days. He took me to the pentacle of ecstasy then back down into the illusions of passion then brought me back up again. Repeatedly he gave me a rush of excitement then took it back until my body shook uncontrollably. Then he called James into the room, rolled off of me and offered his large cock with my warm juices slathered all over it to James' mouth. Eagerly, James looked to me for permission to clean my essence off the throbbing prick. I felt wicked at the moment and shook my head no. Spencer looked back at me and frowned. A stern look in his eye. He wanted the tightness of James' mouth on his still electric cock. I gave James permission and he eagerly suckled the still pulsing cock. He started by slowly licking the dripping cum that still flowed. Then he covered the head and swallowed the thick dong. His head bobbed up and down until he had cleaned the juices off the thick shaft. Spencer spread his legs and offered James his balls, which he eagerly sucked into his mouth. Being left out of the play, I spread my legs open and my fingers found my pulsing clit. I watched as James eagerly sucked the sacs that contained the seed that I longed for into his mouth. Soon Spencer's body shook and his prick sprayed his seed all over James' face. James tongue emerged and tried to catch all that he could. Spencer, now spent, rolled off the bed, took my hand and led me to the shower. Once in the warm spray, I knelt before him and again suckled his long prick. His seed wasted no time and spilled down my throat. I took a cloth and washed his body; then he pulled me to him and into a corner of the shower. He stroked his prick about five times and it was like steel once again. He lifted me off the tiles and I wrapped my legs around his hips as he filled my pussy once again with his prick. My head beat against the wall as his body slammed into mine driving his dick deeper and deeper into my cunt. His body shook wildly as his new seed filled my cunt and then ran down the wall. His mouth covered mine and his hands pinched my hard nipples. Then the water ran cold and we had to get of out of the shower. James was waiting with warm towels to dry us and he wrapped one around me and handed the other to Spencer. He led me to the bed, where I gladly lay down and soon feel asleep. Two weeks later, the two wannabes returned. Each had brought back with him a Bull that was looking forward to pleasing me. Philip, the first cuck wannabe, brought me a gorgeous black god with amazingly green eyes. His name was Shaleesa. His mother had been a white woman with blond hair. His skin the color of caramel and his smile bright. James was jealous; he wanted to play with him too. Philip was so excited. His first cuckold experience was about to begin. I commanded him to prepare the bedroom and James showed him where it was. Then left him to fend for himself. I could tell he was feeling left out but oh well, that's the life of a cuck! Philip put new linens on the bed and sprayed the bedroom with a lavender scent. He opened the windows because the day was pleasantly warm and the flowers had a wonderful bouquet He went to my closet and found me a sexy negligée and lay it on the bed. James sat with Shaleesa and tried to make polite conversation. I showered and then had Philip dress me. He was very nervous and had problems just getting the lingerie over my head. I could see that my naked body aroused him and I slapped at his ineffective cock for trying to show itself. He bowed his head, "I'm sorry Mistress, and I didn't mean to be disrespectful!" "Don't let it happen again, or you're out of here!" I scolded. He lowered his eyes and left the room to retrieve Shaleesa. When they returned, I was posed on the bed, my full breast pressing against the material of my negligee; my nipples were hard. My pussy filled with fluids. Shaleesa pushed Philip out of the room while he undressed; I called him back once we were settled. Shaleesa's prick was thick and long. I feared he might not be able to force it into my pussy, even as used as it was. He reached for the lubricant on the nightstand aware that he would have to force his manhood into my pussy. He stretched over me as he spread my legs open, then ran his tongue from my clit to the end of my pussy. He looked up and had a smile on his face. "Mmmm good!" Then he took his dong in his hand and offered it to me. Opening my mouth as wide as I could, he guided his prick into it. Then did pushups until it was buried deep in my throat. I stretched my lips as wide as I could and still couldn't take all of him. But it was tight enough for him to feel enough resistance that he came within minutes of using my mouth. His seed spilled into my orifice and overflowed onto my breast. Philip quickly climbed onto the bed and licked the substance off me while he masturbated. Problem there was that he had no permission to do so. Shaleesa pushed him off of the bed and demanded that he stay on the floor until he was ready for him. Then he turned me over and had me kneel doggy style. He ran his finger down my pussy crack and sprayed lubricant on it his prick once again. His fingers played in my juices and then he sucked them clean. He aimed his prick for my open cunt and slowly forced the wide head deep into my cunt. His large black hands held tight to my waist and he pounded my pussy deep and hard. He has stamina that no white man I had ever been with had. When he finally reached his pinnacle, his seed exploded deep in my pussy. My body shook with electricity. His body slammed faster and faster into mine, laboring, until he collapsed on top of me. Sweat fell from his body like rain onto mine. Beads of his labor fell on my skin and he licked it off. His tongue probed my skin for the salty sweat that now covered it. He explored every inch of my body, sweeping up the brackish morsels planted on my dermis. He licked between the fleshy lips of my cunt and suckled my clit like a nipple until my body trembled with ecstasy. Chills ran down my spine and heat up my legs. I thought I would blackout from all of the passions. Filling my pussy once again, with the head of his prick, he slowly suckled my nipples and reached around me slipping the long middle finger in my ass; he had filled all of my orifices. My body shook uncontrollably with pleasures never before conceived. For hours, he used me and fucked me like I had never imagined possible. And when he finally collapsed beside me on the soaked sheets, I felt wasted yet wanted more. I crawled between his splayed legs and sucked his spend prick into my mouth. The taste of salt and my pussy juices still on it. I could feel my cunt preparing for one more assault just from the taste of him. But he was spent. He couldn't get it up one more time. His body lathered in sweat had gone weak, his breathing shallow. And soon his eyes closed and he fell asleep. I commanded Philip to run me a hot shower and prepare me for it. He went to the bathroom and turned on the shower, then took my hand, undressed me and helped me into the shower. He waited outside until I had finished washing myself, then handed me a towel to dry myself. He turned away as I dried. I thanked him for the wonderful present the had given me and told him that James would get in touch with him if he had given me the best gift. He thanked me and reluctantly left. I had James call Cassidy the second wannabe. He had waited patiently with his Bull, Grady. Grady had fiery red hair and smile that would turn any woman's head. His aqua pearl eyes were so intense that my heart fluttered as I looked into them. Grady stood five-feet nine inches. Short blond hair covered his head and his laughter lightened the mood. I could see that James was again put off by not being able to join in the fun. But he was the one that had suggested the competition. I commanded Cassidy to prepare the bedroom and he followed James there. Within twenty-minutes he returned and told me that the room was ready and asked, "Ma'am do you wish for me to remain with you while you enjoy your company?" "Why of course; that is why you're here is it not?" Lowering his eyes, he answered, very assuredly, "Yes, Ma'am, I am here to serve you in any capacity you command!" "You need to come dress me then bring Grady to me. So come with me and get me ready." "Yes, Ma'am!" he smiled and followed me to the bedroom. He had already laid out a sexy silk gown and had chosen a few perfumes for me to choose from. Lubricant was on the side table and candlelight flickered on the dresser. I chose a green, silk negligee that plunged deep in the back and tight across the breasts. It enhanced my figure wonderfully. Cassidy handed me two perfumes and I chose the one I most enjoyed. He squirted between my breasts and on the small of my back. Then he dressed me and took my hand to lead me to the bed. I sat against the pillows he had piled on my side of the bed. "May I present Master Grady to my Madam?" "Yes, I think he's waited long enough," I smiled. Within minutes Cassidy returned with Grady, who had a large smile on his face. "Thank you for receiving my, Mistress." "Hopefully, the pleasure will be all mine," I smiled at him and invited him to my bed. Cassidy sat on the floor at the foot of the bed and silently watched as Grady undressed. Once he dropped his pants and shorts, my fever grew. His thick nine-inch cock was already throbbing. Climbing onto the bed, he kissed me gently and asked if he was to my liking. I nodded my head and licked my lips; then I bent over his lap and sucked his dripping head into my mouth. The salty precum assaulted my taste buds and started my juices flowing. Cassidy sat at the foot of the bed, on the floor awaiting any instruction that I may give. I whispered to Grady, tell him you want him to blow you, it's a test to see how loyal he will be to my Bulls and me. He smiled sheepishly and called out, "Come here boy and prepare me for your Mistress!" Cassidy looked to me for some sign, which I refused to give. "I said come here boy!" Grady called more aggressively. This time Cassidy climbed tentively onto the bed on Grady's side. He averted his eyes from mine and bent over Grady's lap. Without using his hands, he sucked the thick prick into his mouth. I saw the excitement in his eyes as he sucked it deeper into his throat and then his head did pushups until Grady pushed him off of his tool. Cassidy quickly scrambled off the bed and sat at the foot until given another command. Grady's kiss was deep and warm and his hands were gentle and loving. Slowly he seduced me and gently explored my garden with his mouth. Chills ran up my spine and passion filled my belly. I whispered in his ear, "fuck me with abandon!" His mouth covered mine and he arched his body over mine, using one hand to spread my pussy lips and slip his throbbing tool deep into the juices flowing there. The passion was hot and each thrust deep in my cunt shot lightning down my legs and fluids spilled from my pussy. His lips were like fire as the suckled my hard clit. And his fingers pinched my nipples so that they tingled with delight. Minutes turned into hours and the hours lasted until the following morning. Totally exhausted and spent, we fell together onto the wet sheets of our lust and slept. When at last my body came back to life, it was ten o'clock the following morning. Grady called to Cassidy who had fallen asleep on the floor to prepare a shower for us. "But before you do so, come lick the stickiness off our bodies!" Cassidy crawled off the floor and spread my legs wide. He licked from my ankles to my twat. Slipped his tongue my clit and then up my torso to my sticky tits. Then he moved to Grady and cleaned the salty seed of his body and suckled his prick into his mouth to clean it. When he finished, he ran to the bathroom and started a hot shower. Grady carried me into the shower and slowly washed my skin. Using only his hands he cleaned my body while he caressed my skin gently and lovingly. I gave my body to him once again and enjoyed his touch as the water cascaded over our skin with warmth that soaked deep into my soul. He took me two more times in the shower and knelt before me to suckle my clit leaving me weak and helpless. He washed my matted hair and then wrapped me in a warm towel and carried me back to the bed that Cassidy had already changed. Grady gently laid me there, kissed me softly and whispered. "I'll be back, but now I must go. Thank you my sweet lady!" Cassidy escorted him out and James came in to see me. He looked anxious. I smiled. "Looks like we're keeping Cassidy" "Yes Ma'am, as you wish. Shall I tell him? And shall I call Philip?" "Yes, but let him down easily." I closed my eyes and fell asleep. ~Lady Dora The Competition Julia had been training for several years now but had been reluctant to enter her first fitness competition. After several more months of debating and encouragement from her fiancé, Julia found a local competition and finally entered. She prepared her routine, choreographed her music, and picked out her bikini for the competition. On the day of the competition Julia arrived excited yet very nervous. As she walked through the arena towards the locker rooms, she surveyed the competitors. God were these girls really put together. As her anxiety grew, Julia's confidence began to waiver. As she was about to bolt for the door to leave she heard someone calling her name, "Julia, over here." She turned to the voice and saw her friend Dave, with whom she spoke to online often. She had met Dave in an online fitness chat room and had immediately struck up a friendship. The two became so close that they even traded a couple of nude photos with each other; nothing explicit but they both now knew how the other looked naked. As Dave made his way over, Julia noticed that he was checking her out. Julia couldn't help but to give him the once over as well. Damn he looked even better in person than his online photos. "Hey girl, what are you doing here?" he asks. She replies, "I entered this show but now I'm not sure if I'm ready." "Why? You look great," Dave replies as his eyes travel up and down Julia's firm body. He says, "Here let me help you with your pre-comp routine." He grabs her hand and leads her through the packed backstage area. As they move through the crowd they bump constantly into each other. Julia can clearly feel Dave's semi-hard cock through his jeans as he is behind her guided her route through the crowd. She looks back at Dave and he whispers, "These competitions really get me going." Julia replies, "I can tell", as she gently brushes her hand across his member. They finally reach her dressing area and Julia says, "Thanks." As she sets her bag down and begins to unpack she idly asks, "So why are you here and how did you know I would be here?" A wry chuckle escapes his mouth as he replies, "Well actually your fiancé called me and asked if I would make the trip. He thought you might chicken out if someone wasn't here to help you. And since he had to work, he thought of me." "Well I certainly am glad he did." Finally all of the contents of her gym bag are laid out. Dave suggests he help her to apply her oil and before she can decline Dave strong hands begin to remove her clothing. Soon Julia is in her tiny bra and panties and as she rubs oil on her own front, Dave is rubbing oil on her back. As Dave's oiled strong hands caresses Julia's back he remarks, "You know this would be easier is you were completely naked." Again without waiting for a reply, Dave undoes her bra and slips his hands under the cups to massage Julia's firm breasts. As he teases her nipples Julia begins to moan softly, "Mmmm, that feels nice." Soon her nipples are rock hard as Dave is pinching them between his fingers. He then pulls Julia close and begins to grind his raging hard-on against her firm buttock. Julia's pussy is wet and not because of the oil. Soon Dave is running his hands down her side, hooking his thumbs into her panty waist band and slowly falls to his knees bringing her soaking panties with him. She steps out of them as Dave grabs her hips and brings her superb ass close to his face. He begins to massage her hips and inner thighs as he plants soft kisses on her lower back and ass. Julia closes her eyes as she begins to run her hands through her long brown hair, enjoying his attention. "Mmmm Dave" she coos as his tongue touches her aching pussy from behind. Julia bends over to give Dave better access to her love mound and he wastes no time taking advantage of it. He spreads her ass cheeks wide and buries his tongue deep in her hot box. "Ah god!" she cries out. She can feel a powerful orgasm building deep within her, her juices are flowing freely down her inner thighs and all over Dave's lips and chin. Just as she is about to explode, he stops, "I need to be in you baby" he groans. As he stands up she helps him undress, his cock just as hard and big as the rest of him. He lies back on a bench and she mounts him placing her pussy right at the tip of his hard cock. She gently eases his member into her tight pussy. They both groan loudly, "Ohhhh". Soon she is riding him for all she is worth, her hips slapping loudly against his. She digs her nails into his chest as her pussy erupts in a powerful orgasm, Quickly Dave lifts her up and places Julia face down on the bench. He hooks one of his powerful arms around her waist and lifts her up just enough to be in perfect alignment for his cock. With one strong thrust he enters her completely, his thick cock stretching her pussy. "Oh fuck Dave, Fuck me HARD!!" she cries out. Dave is only too happy to oblige. He begins to pound his erect member hard and fast into Julia's tight dripping wet pussy. She can feel his hot sweat pouring onto her ass as he fucks her deep and strong from behind. Through clenched teeth they both moan, "Uh uh uh fuck uh oh ah!" Julia doesn't know how much longer she can take this fucking, she is ready to pass out from the erotic pleasure. "Fuck me Dave, Cum in my pussy now!! Fuck me fuck me!!" she screams. Dave's hard cock begins to swell even larger as his own orgasm rapidly approaches. A couple more deep thrusts is all that it takes as Dave lets out a very loud ,"Fuck I'm Cumming!!!" Dave's cum is blasted deep into Julia setting off another intoxicating orgasm for her. His cock continues to empty his seed into her so much so that it overflows and runs down her legs. Dave collapses on Julia as they both try to catch their breath, Just then a loud roar and applause comes from the room full of onlookers. Dave withdraws his limp cock from Julia's well-fucked pussy, slaps her ass and says "Thank you and good luck babe." The Competition Friday afternoon the phone at my desk rang. "Hello?" I answered, and then smiled. "Hello my little pet," Mistress Jacqui's husky sultry voice came over the line. "Would you like to entertain me tonight?" "Whatever you desire," I replied quietly, hoping I couldn't be heard outside my office door. "Be here at the usual time," she said, and then hung up. At 7, I was pulling into her driveway. For those who have not read my earlier story about Mistress Jacqui, she lived in the suburbs, with her house set at the end of a very long driveway in isolated seclusion. I quickly exited the car and walked to the entry door. When I entered, there was a note on the table inside the entry hall. It read: Pet, do not undress. I wish to speak to you for a bit before we begin. Place my collar around your neck, ring the bell, and then await me on your knees - Mistress Jacqui I did as the note instructed. Shortly after ringing the doorbell, I could hear her heels clicking on the hardwood floor as she approached. The door swung open, and I was gazing down at her red leather stiletto heels. "I'm here to serve you Mistress," I said ritually, then kissed the toe of each foot. She raised my chin with her hand and she squatted down to gaze into my eyes, a friendly, warm smile on her bright red, full lips. She was wearing a simple mid-length red leather skirt and a white silk blouse. In her left hand she carried a leash, which she attached to my collar. "Come along, pet. I wish to talk with you a bit." I followed along obediently, my eyes watching the sway of her round ass under the skirt. We went down the hallway and into Mistress Jacqui's playroom. In addition to the queen sized bed and St. Andrew's cross, she had moved a large padded chair into the room. She made her way to it and sat down, indicating that she wished me to kneel before her. "Look at me, pet," she said softly. As I raised my gaze from the floor, Mistress Jacqui crossed her legs, and I was able to catch a quick glimpse of her neatly trimmed bush. "Do you trust me, David?" she asked. "Yes, Mistress." "You know that I wouldn't do anything to injure you, right?" she smiled, "I might hurt you, but you know what I mean?" "Yes, Mistress. I know you don't want to harm me. You know what I can take. Sometimes I don't, but you seem to." She took a deep breath and seemed to collect her thoughts, "I think you are ready to move into a new...ahhhh...area," she said, "First however, I want to make sure that you agree." She leaned forward and again she reached down and cupped my chin in her hand, "I've been training you to be a cocksucking whore, and tonight I'm going to try you out on a real cock. What do you think of that idea?" I swallowed, took a deep breath, and then smiled at her, "I would love to be your real cocksucking slut, Mistress Jacqui." She laughed then, "Be careful what you wish for..." Mistress Jacqui leaned back in her chair. "Strip." I quickly shed my clothes, neatly folded them and placed them on the floor. My cock, as usual was rock hard. Mistress idly ran her shoe along it, "It seems as if you're certainly ready," she mused. She got up from her chair, "Follow me, pet," she said, tugging on the leash. She led me out of the room and down the hall, into the bathroom. "Your playmate will be here soon. Since he knew what was going to happen tonight, he will be prepared. You, on the other hand, my dear, are not. Lean over the tub." As I did, Mistress Jacqui reached onto a shelf and retrieved a red latex 2-quart enema bag, which she proceeded to fill with warm water. Soon, I felt her slowly sliding the nozzle into my ass. With a "SNAP", she released the clip, and the water flowed into my bowels. "God! This ass is so white!" she said, bringing her hand down hard on my left cheek. "It seems no matter how long or how hard I work it over, it never stays red," she observed as she continued raining blows upon my ass. "And you know how much I hate a pale ass." "Yes, Mistress, " I groaned out, my discomfort partly from the spanking, and partly from the cramping the enema was causing. Just then, the doorbell rang. "There he is," she said gleefully. "You may release your enema, clean yourself up, and return back to the playroom." She turned and strode out of the room. I slid over to the toilet and expelled the enema, along with the contents of my bowels. It took several more minutes to clean myself up, and then I headed back to the playroom. As I approached, I could hear Mistress Jacqui softly talking...too softly for me to make out the words. Entering the room, I saw another man kneeling naked at her feet, his back toward me. Mistress looked up, "Ah, here he is now," then pointed to the floor next to him, "Come kneel next to Robert, David." I took my place and Mistress formally introduced us. Robert looked to be about my age, with hair a lighter shade of brown than mine, and piercing green eyes, which were coolly appraising me. He was more muscular than me, and would probably be three or four inches taller when standing. His groin area was shaved clean, and his cock stood out ramrod straight, just like mine. I felt a small swelling of pride in that it wasn't quite as long or as thick as mine. Mistress Jacqui had been perched on the edge of the chair. She now leaned back and smiled wickedly. "Now, I asked both of you over here to entertain me. I want the two of you to compete," pausing, she spread her legs, and ran a finger through her glistening pussy, "for this. The rules are really very simple. The two of you will lie down, side by side, in a 69 position and start sucking each other off. The first one to cum, loses." She continued fingering herself, "The loser gets a whipping and then gets to watch as the winner has his way with me." She laughed throatily, "Well, really I should say 'Has my way with me,' because I'll be telling you what I want." She sighed then, "God, just thinking about it is making me sooooo hot. Lie down and start sucking, faggots!" she sneered. I knew I was in trouble when Robert fastened his mouth around my cock before I had even started to lie down. I covered my moan by stuffing his cock in my mouth. I tried to remember what Mistress Jacqui had taught me with her dildo over the past several months. I ran my tongue around the head of Robert's cock, and tasted his salty pre-cum. Working his shaft with one hand, I caressed and kneaded his balls with my other. I tried to take as much of his meat in my mouth as I could, but found myself gagging, and had to back off a bit. Robert seemed to have no problem with deep throating my longer, thicker dick. It was obvious he was out to win. No teasing and heightening of my arousal, he simply wanted me to cum. He was running his fingers along the skin between my sac and asshole, tickling the sensitive flesh. My head was near Mistress Jacqui, and she had slipped off her heels and was running her bare foot through my hair. "Look at my two little cocksuckers. I love watching guys do each other. MMMMmmmm," she sighed, "just think, one of you is going to get me, while the other gets....well, dick," she laughed hard at her own joke. I knew I was losing. Robert was working my cock like a high class call girl. I was trying everything I could think of to hold off - batting averages, Tony Soprano's mother in lingerie, Joe Pesce in lingerie, anything, but it wasn't working. I was moaning, humming around Robert's cock, and I didn't seem to be getting any reaction from him at all. "Look at you, you bitch," Mistress Jacqui whispered in my ear. I hadn't even realized she gotten off the chair and was crouching down next to me, "You're humping your hips like that little slut Katherine. You're going to cum, and you're going to lose," I whined around the cock in my mouth. "Robert's going to eat me and fuck me...all while you watch, your ass burning from the whipping you're going to get." I whined again, as my balls started twitching, punctuating the battle I was losing. "Don't you dare cum. I swear you'll be sorry. I'll make you Robert's bitch..." "Oh, fuck! I'm cummmmminnnnnggggg!" I yelled, no longer able to hold it back. I caught a quick smile from Jacqui, before she slid down, and began whispering in Robert's ear. He continued working on my cock, sucking to get every last drop of cum, milking my balls, as jets of spunk flowed into his mouth. I must have cum for a two minutes straight. I collapsed onto my back, spent, exhausted and defeated. Before I knew it, Robert's mouth was fastened over mine, and he was using his tongue to force my own seed into my mouth. My eyes flew open in surprise, Mistress' staring deeply into them. "You didn't think I was going to make Robert swallow your cum, did you bitch?" she smiled wickedly. "I hope it doesn't fill you up, because it's not the only thing you'll be swallowing." I swallowed, my cum leaving a salty, bitter aftertaste. I was ordered onto the spanking bench. Mistress Jacqui secured my legs, while she had Robert secure my wrists. Standing up, his cock was right at the mouth. "Go ahead, pet," Jacqui said to Robert, "He's your bitch, use him." I could hear her behind me, retrieving the implements of my punishment. "Make sure he blows you good. I want you to last a long time while you're fucking me." Robert grabbed the back of my head and thrust his dick deep into my open mouth, choking me. I started to gag, as he held it there. As he pulled out, Mistress Jacqui brought her cat-o-nine tails down across my back and ass. My scream of pain was muffled as Robert drove his cock back in, his balls slamming up against my lips. Robert continued to rape my mouth while Jacqui's whip striped my ass and back. "You better get him off soon, you fucking whore! Your whipping doesn't stop until he cums." Robert had his hand wrapped in my hair and was using my mouth like a pussy. Mistress Jacqui started laughing, "Well, at least I finally found a way to keep this ass nice and red. I'll bet you don't sit for a week." Tears were streaming down my face, both from the whipping and the utter humiliation. Yet, my cock was again rock hard, showing my two tormentors just how much of a slut I was. I was being totally used for someone else's pleasure, and I was in heaven. Robert began speeding up his thrusts, and Mistress Jacqui matched his speed with the whipping. He buried his cock deep in my mouth, and I felt it swelling, until it suddenly erupted. "Fuck, yeah," he moaned, as I swallowed, trying to keep up so I wouldn't drown. When he was done, I licked his cock clean. Mistress Jacqui leaned down next to me. "Are you okay?" she quietly whispered in my ear. "Do you want to stop?" I shook my head. "I didn't think so. You're such a slut. But, you're my slut." As I lay there, recovering, Mistress had Robert lay on the floor. She straddled his chest, and then lowered her bare pussy to his mouth. "Eat me, pet, make me cum hard. Watching the two of you made me so fucking wet." She looked over at me, her eyes half-lidded, "Oh, God, he's so fucking good. His tongue's right there on my clit....lick it Robert....ummmmmmmmmmmm.....I'm...gonna'....CCCCCCCCCCCUUUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!" she screamed, collapsing onto his chest, shuddering, as the aftershocks shook her body. She slid a bit farther down, slid over Robert's hard again cock, and, with a low moan, impaled herself upon it. They fucked for over an hour. Robert had incredible stamina. She rode him for awhile, bringing herself to several orgasms, and then Mistress Jacqui got on her hands and knees, facing me, while Robert took her doggy-style. She made me look into her eyes, while Robert pounded her. I could see the absolute pleasure he was giving her, as her eyes dilated and glazed over. "Shit, Mistress, I'm gonna' cum," Robert said after an hour. "Yeah...cum with me pet...fill my pussy," Robert buried his cock balls-deep in her, "Oh Christ...yeah...I can feel it...uhhhhnnnnn." They both rested there on the floor for a few minutes, drenched in sweat, the smell of sex heavy in the air. "Have the slut clean your cock off, Robert," she ordered, as Robert withdrew from her. He presented his cock to my mouth, and I began cleaning it with my lips and tongue. I noticed Mistress Jacqui getting a stool from the corner of the room out of the corner of my eye. Not only did Robert have amazing stamina, but he was starting to get hard yet again. Mistress Jacqui had moved nearer my head. "Okay, Robert. I don't want you cumming in his mouth again. Go stand over there." She moved the stool closer to my head. When she sat upon it, it brought her well fucked, cum-filled pussy right to my mouth. "Clean me, bitch." She put her legs over my shoulders, her feet resting on my back. I hungrily devoured her, tasting the mix of her juices and Robert's cum. "Yeah, that's it, suck all that cum out of there." Mistress Jacqui was running her hand through my hair, directing my mouth. I suddenly felt a cold sensation on my asshole. I started to buck my hips as I felt a well lubricated finger enter me. "Shhhh," Mistress Jacqui soothed, as she wrapped her legs tightly around my head. "Don't fight. I told you that if you came I was going to make you Robert's bitch. Bitches don't just suck...they get fucked too," and with that, Robert rammed his cock into my ass, my scream muffled this time by Mistress' pussy. "He's tight, isn't he, pet?" Jacqui asked him. "Oh, yeah. I'm not going to be able to hold out very long, Mistress." "Oh, neither am I. Can you reach David's cock?" "Ohhhh...yeah." "He's been such a good little slut. Why don't you give him a reach around? Jerk his cock." My ass-fucking, which had started out painfully, was now becoming pleasurable. Robert jerked my cock in rhythm to his thrusts. Mistress Jacqui had let up the leg pressure on my head, as I had stopped fighting. She was directing my head again with her hand wrapped in my hair. "That's it, slut, lick right there, right on my clit. Ohhhhh, you're going to make me cum again. Are you ready to cum, Robert?" He answered with a grunt. "What about you, my virgin little bitch, is Robert jerking your cock good?" I moaned into her pussy. "Yeah...good...I'm so fucking close...everybody cum NOW!" Mistress jammed my head hard into her pussy and flooded me with her juices, while Robert buried his cock in my ass. I felt it spasm as he filled me with cum. This sent me over the edge and spunk erupted from my cock. Everything went white, and I felt like I was falling down a deep hole. I don't know how long I floated for. The next thing I remembered, I was lying on my back on the bed, with Mistress Jacqui lying next to me. She was lying on her side, her head propped up on her arm, smiling at me. "Are you okay?" "Yes, Mistress," I answered dreamily. "Robert's gone. It's just you and me, pet." She was quiet for a few moments, "You know I set you up, right?" "Mistress?" "Robert's one of my oldest slaves. He's broken in many of my little sluts, just like you. You did so well, David. I'm very proud of you." I swelled with pride. "I'm going to let you rest for a little while, but I'm going to keep you for the weekend." The evil grin returned, "And I'm going to fuck you silly. The Competition: A Very Short Story I opened the door to Tommy's room. "You ready?" I asked. "Yeah." "Blindfold on?" "I'm all set." "Okay." I really shouldn't be doing this, but I told myself I was only trying to help. "I'm sending in Number One." It had only been a few hours earlier that I'd first knocked on his door. "Tommy," I'd said, "I need a favor from you." "Sure." "It's a big favor." "Okay," he said with a grin. "Not-so-sure. What's up?" "You're still a virgin, right?" The smile fell away from his face. "Isn't that kind of personal?" "Actually, it was rhetorical." I knew that at 18, a year younger than I was, Tommy had never had a steady girlfriend. There was nothing wrong with him, he was actually pretty hot-looking, but he's always been horribly shy around girls. "Two of my friends, and I'm not telling you their names, have been bickering the past few days over who gives the better blow jobs. You've never had a blow job either, tight?" He gave me another sour look. "Susan..." "It's important." I reached behind me and grabbed the end of my waist-length pony tail, fingering it the way I do when I'm feeling nervous. "Susan, what's going on here?" "Okay, here's the thing: they want you to be the judge. Since you've never had a bj, and they're not looking for you to be their boyfriend, you're perfect. What do you say?" His eyes brightened. "Are you kidding? I'd have to be stupid, gay and dead to say no to something like that. But how can we do this without me knowing who they are?" And now, a few hours later, with our parents out at the movies, I walked over to the right aide of his bed, waved my hand in front of his face to make sure he was completely blind, and pulled my long t-shirt over my head. I was naked except for a pair of panties, and they were already wet. I pulled back his blanket. He was naked underneath, as we'd arranged, and his cock (not surprisingly) was sticking straight up. I sucked just the head of his cock into my mouth, while playing with his balls. He groaned softly, and I took more of it, stroking it with my tongue. It felt as if he was about to cum, so I stopped for about half a minute. Then I pushed my mouth down onto his cock slowly, but kept going until it hit the back of my throat. I sucked hard, as if I were milking his cock. He felt close to cumming again, and I let his cock slide out of my mouth, grabbed my t-shirt, and walked back to the doorway. He groaned with frustration when he realized I was leaving him. This was all so evil on so many levels. I pinched both of my nipples hard, very hard, and almost came. "Are you ready for Number Two?" "God, yes," he said. I pulled off my panties and dropped them in the hallway next to where I'd tossed my t-shirt, then walked back to the bed. This time I got into it from the left side and straddled him, my wet naked pussy just inches from his face as I brought my mouth down on his twitching cock. I sucked him frantically, while lowering my pussy closer to his mouth. Finally he grabbed my hips and pulled me down to him, thrusting his tongue in and out of my wet box. For a kid who'd never done this before, he was certainly a fast learner. Like last time, I stopped just before he came. Unfortunately, this time, it also meant stopping before I came. Back at the doorway, I said "Well, Judge... who's the better cocksucker?" "Well, Number Two added a little extra, as I'm sure you saw. But as for the sucking itself, they were both great -- though if one of them had let me cum, that certainly would have clinched it." "Tie-breaker round, then?" "Sure thing." I walked back to the bed for a third time, straddled my little brother, facing him this time, and lowered my hot, wet pussy, onto his hard cock. I pushed down hard, taking my little brother's cherry once and for all. He gasped when he realized what had happened, then reached up and started playing with my bare boobs. If all this this didn't help him gain confidence with girls -- yeah, I was still telling myself I was only doing this to help him with his self-confidence -- nothing would. And any guy who's such a natural at eating pussy will never be without a girlfriend for long. My little brother was filling my pussy so wonderfully. I wished I'd come up with this scam months ago. It was going to be so difficult, from now on, to pretend I'd never felt him deep inside me. He began grunting faster now, and I knew he was going to cum soon. I was close as well. I thrust myself down onto his cock more forcefully. Suddenly, Tommy said "Susan, I want to look at you when I cum," took his right hand of my boob, and yanked off the blindfold. "No, don't!" I shouted. But I never paused in humping him: I was too far gone already. "Wait a minute, you knew it was me?" "It was, was, aaaaaargh!" he shouted, as he thrust his body up at me and shot one, two, three loads of cum deep inside of me. Oh god, my little brother's making me cum! When I finally rolled off of him, and we both began to catch our breath, he finished his sentence. "It was your long pony-tail. I felt it on my belly when Number One was blowing me, and on my hip when I was 69-ing with Number Two. I may have been a virgin, but I wasn't stupid." "So you knew all the time?" He'd turned on his side, and was looking over my naked body. Okay, I was checking him out a bit as well: little brother wasn't just good-looking, he had a thick cock that was almost calling out to be sucked again."Yup" I smacked him lightly on the side of his head. "And you let me keep doing it?" "Shit yeah. I told you, I'm not stupid. One and Two were both great" "You weren't so bad yourself, Tommy. How would you like me to introduce you to some of my friends for real?" He crawled between my legs, and positioned the tip of his cock by my still-dripping pussy lips. "Are you sure you wouldn't rather keep me for yourself?" he asked. And then he pushed it. Oh god... The Competition and Consequences Pt. 01 This is a work of Fiction. All characters portrayed here are works of fiction. ***** A story of ego gone too far...with consequences It all began as a stupid competition that got way out of hand. I should have known better, should have seen the signs, used my intellect instead of my passions, but I was so driven to get the best of my Black Colleague that I didn't. Let me start from the beginning so you will understand where this all led. I'm an average 36 year old guy: 5'11", 185lbs. I work as a consultant at a multinational firm. One of my co-workers, Wayne, a well built Black Man, was always competing with me; whether it was a new client, or a presentation, or for a promotion. Wayne and I always had a pretty friendly, but fierce competition. Our competitive nature carried into our personal lives too. Whether participating in sports or just a friendly game of cards. Wayne and I would compete and always try to best the other. His 6'2", 220lb muscular frame usually gave him the edge in sports, but I could often best him in non-physical activities. Wayne and I even competed in the dating scene! Wayne tried (unsuccessfully) to steal my cute, but demure, girlfriend on numerous occasions. It wasn't until we were married that he finally backed off. I couldn't really blame him for trying. Julie is an incredibly cute girl: a brunet, only 5'2" and 95lbs, her petite body and deep blue eyes always attracted attention. With only a 34B chest and 32" hips, she looked more like a teenager than the shy 26 year old woman that she is. Soon after Julie and I were married Wayne began seeing Susan. Susan is a striking 32 year old blonde with intense green eyes. Her long supermodel body weighed only about 125lbs - not a lot for 5'8" woman - and she would cause every jaw in a room to drop when she entered in one of her short, clingy dresses. Although I was really attracted to Julie, there was something in Susan's gaze that drew me towards her-an icy, confident, dangerous look that seemed to penetrate me. When ever I look at Julie's legs when she's in a bikini or a short dress, I feel a twinge of jealousy. On more than one occasion I have fantasized having Susan wrap her long modelesque legs around my hips as she submits to my cock. Things between Wayne and Susan progressed rapidly, within a year they were married. Our professional society is beyond the 'racial thing' now. As a couple, they were strikingly good looking; no one mentioned race. During that time the four of us would get together often for skiing, shopping, and card games. Julie and Susan became great friends. Susan was like a big sister to Julie and really helped her come out of her shell. By the time Susan and Wayne got married, Julie was much more confident and outgoing - qualities that I did not mind at all since they carried into the bedroom too! Susan did share with Julie, (or was it a brag?) that Wayne was well endowed with male attributes. He'd always would giver her several orgasms when ever they made love. A little detail that Julie would chuckle over when she gossiped about it to me. But, it was one more detail that I became jealous over. My cock is only in the average range of 5 ½ inches when erect. I struggle to get to the five minute mark when making love before I blow my load. This usually means that I have to bring Julie off with my fingers to get her to orgasm, or I use my tongue on her before I enter her. That gets her to orgasm before I enter her and have mine. Our lovemaking is satisfying but not mind blowing. On the other hand, ever since Julie met Susan, I have gotten at least two blowjobs a week, sometimes more when Julie wants me to get hard again after my first orgasm. Julie's second orgasm, when I can bring her off after my second climax is always deeper and more intense than her first. Perhaps she was jealous of Susan's multiple orgasms given to her by Wayne. After their wedding, life settled into a comfortable routine with Susan and Wayne coming over every Friday night for wine and a 'friendly' game of cards. Wayne and I were still as competitive as every and would go for hours trying to best the other. It was during one of our usual Friday night games that Wayne suggested that we change the stakes of the game and make losing more costly. "What did you have in mind?" I asked, knowing that neither of us were really into high dollar gambling. "Well, how about a little strip poker? After each hand the losers have to remove an article of clothing. We will play as couple teams so that no one feels alone and embarrassed." I glanced towards Julie who was blushing, but nodded in agreement with this proposal. "The losing couple is the first that is completely naked," Wayne continued. "As a final penalty, the losers will have all of their pubic hair shaved off to shame them further and serve as a reminder of their loss." I looked at Wayne with disbelief, "I don't know Wayne, a little strip poker is one thing, but this shaving stuff seems a little kinky to me." To my surprise, it was Julie that spoke up, "Oh, I don't know Rob, it sounds kinda fun and naughty. I think we should go for it." Wow! Julie had come a long way in the last year! As I began to rethink my reaction Susan smiled and said "Hey guys, we shouldn't pressure Rob. If he thinks the competition is too tough we should just keep playing like we have been." Susan then looked at me and gave me a sly wink. That bitch! She knew just what button to push on me! I felt competitive spirit take control and said defiantly "I'm not afraid to compete with anyone, for anything! I propose we add a little something to the stakes. After the losers have been shaved, they have to orally pleasure the winners to climax!" The three of them all looked at each other smiling and at me and then at me and said "Deal!" I was a bit taken by their fast reaction to my challenge. Julie and I won the first hand and watched as Wayne and Susan each removed an article of clothing. Several more hands were dealt with us winning some, and losing some until both couples were down to their underwear. I couldn't help staring at Susan's incredible body. Her long thin limbs, tight flat belly, and awesome ass were definitely have an effect on me! I noticed that Wayne was eyeing Julie's tiny form. Her impossibly narrow hips suggested what I already knew-Julie was incredibly tight! I could barely get all of my five and a half inches into her when we had sex. Her vaginal grip on my cock, the pleasure of the friction is what brought me off so quickly. I glanced at Wayne's boxer shorts and gasped internally: he was not even hard but looked like he was hung like a horse! Wayne was a big guy to begin with, but the lump in his shorts looked almost out of proportion to the rest of his body. No wonder Susan was always smiling! I noticed that Julie kept stealing glances at Wayne's and then looking away. Her face was flushed from what I assumed was embarrassment at being almost naked with the group. The sexual tension and anticipation had defiantly built up. Wayne began to deal the cards and said "Ok, this is it. Since we are all in our underwear, let's not prolong it. The loser of this hand strips completely and is the loser for the night." Everyone seemed to give a quick nod at this suggestion. I picked up my cards and stared at Susan, who did not seem to notice. "Mmmmmn" I thought. "I can't wait to see that hot blond's pussy shaved clean!" The thought of touching her as I shaved her distracted me from the game to the point that I made a small mistake and threw away one of the cards I meant to keep. "Oh, shit, I hope I didn't need that!" After drawing I had nothing for a hand. Julie had only a pair of fours. Wayne smiled broadly and said "Three of a kind" as he laid the cards out. "Its time to pay up", he said as he reached over to Julie and began to unsnap her bra. Julie turned beet red as her bra fell to the floor. "Now for the best part" Wayne whispered. Standing Julie up, he quickly placed his large Black hands across her stomach and down to the thin elastic strip of her panties. With a victor's chuckle he slid her panties down and helped her stand as she stepped out of them. Totally nude now, Wayne's eyes drank up her petite form as the bulge in his shorts began to grow. She was facing him, giving him a full view of her exposed, hair covered, public mound. Julie stood there somewhat uncomfortable, but was otherwise a real trooper about the whole thing. I was still in shock at losing. "Your turn now," Susan said in a matter of fact voice. I stood up and slowly drew down my shorts. My normally hidden shy side was in control; I was no longer hard as my jewels came out for every one to inspect. My balls were even scrunched up in their sac, making them look smaller then when they are relaxed. My circumcised penis hung limp, about the size of an average thumb. Susan looked down as my package and then up at me without a word. That dangerous, piercing look was back in her eye and she seemed to look right through me for a moment before getting up. "Ok you two, lets head to the bathroom." Susan lead the way up stairs as Julie followed her, giving Wayne a grand view. I followed up last. "Your first", Wayne said as he practically lifted Julie onto the large vanity. Susan ran hot water into the sink and handed Wayne a can of shaving cream. Scissors were unnecessary with Julie's trim bush. Wayne squirted a blob of cream onto his fingertips, then pushed Julie back so she was lying on the vanity with her legs hanging over the edge. We all watched as his large Black fingers began to lather Julie's little bush. He rubbed the lather over her pubic mound, then pushed her knees apart in order to apply lather to her pussy lips. As Wayne rubbed the lather over her fat little lips the bulge in his shorts began to grow. At least a few times he let a slippery finger stray into her slit, causing Julie to jump a little. Except for those instances, Julie was perfectly still with her eyes closed. Susan handed Wayne a double bladed safety razor. No one spoke as he quickly shaved her entire pussy and pubic mound totally clean. The only sounds in the room were the razor passing over hair broken by the occasional swish of water as he rinsed it and the sounds of my beautiful wife breathing deeply as Wayne did his work. She occasionally opened her eyes to look down at the progress Wayne was making in removing her pubic bush. His black fingers and dark black skin on the back of his hand contrasted sharply with Julie's white and pinkish mound. Once finished with his task, he pulled Julie up and stood her back on the floor. Her now naked little mound protruded from her belly slightly; she now looked like a young teen just before puberty hit. "There, don't you look cute now!" He said as the monster in his pants appeared to come to life. Then, with full bravado, he cupped my wife's pussy and ran his fingers up along his handy work, up to her belly button. As he did this, they both shared deep eye to eye contact. To the victor, I guess. The sight of my little wife being shaved by a Black Man had and effect on me too; I was completely hard as I hopped onto the vanity. Susan said "Well, that's a little better than before." I winced at her stress on the word 'little'. Susan began to lather my pubic mound with her long, thin fingers. She had beautiful hands and longish, red nails filed to rather sharp points. As she lathered my balls she kept pinching my left nut between her thumb and forefinger. It wasn't especially painful, but did tell me that I best keep still! The sight of the razor in Susan's long-wristed hand was making my cock swell like it had never done before! In a nonchalant manner she pushed my rock hard penis out of the way with her left hand. She flicked it away like it was just a trivial thing. Without even glancing to look at me, she got to work and expertly removed my pubic bush, to the root of my cock. "Now for the tricky part" she smiled as she grasped my balls and pulled them away from my body, bringing the skin of my sac tightly toward her. I inhaled sharply as I felt the razor's twin blades press against my most sensitive region. Susan went slowly and removed all of the hair from my now tight sac. I breathed a sigh of relief once she finished and I hopped off the vanity. Susan gave my a once over glance and said, as she too copped a victory feel on my sexual organs, "nice and smooth like a little teenage boy". Susan chucked at her own joke on my expense. Her fingers cupping my balls in their sac, her thumb pressing into my balls as her piercing eyes looked into my own as though she was claiming ownership of me. "Stay up here" Susan commanded as we reached the top of the stairs. "I want to see the losers take a walk of shame down the stairs as we watch from the bottom". Julie and I glanced at each other, naked and unable to resist. First, it was Julie's turn to walk down the stairs. She held her head up high as her little boobs sweighed with each step, her denuded pubic mound and pussy lips exposed, uncovered. Susan and Wayne clapped, hooted and commented on Julie's georgious form, commenting on her girlish look. Then came my turn to strut down the stairs with my exposed, hard, cock and balls bouncing back and forth, in full view. All three clapped and laughed at my pubescent, aroused, state. I never felt more naked. It was now time for Julie and I to pay off the rest of the bet, the part that I, with my big ego, had added. Wayne and Susan each led us back to the living room where Wayne said "Now to finish the deal" as he pulled off his short and boxers with one swift move. Julie gasped audibly as Wayne's huge cock and balls were freed at last. His penis was at least nine inches long and incredibly thick. The head of his member looked like a large purple plum and was already oozing precum. His balls were the size of extra large grapes and hung loosely in his hairy sac. Wayne reclined in an overstuffed chair and said to Julie, "payment time". He had a big grin on his face. Julie knelt beside the chair and grasped the colossal cock with her tiny hand-her fingers only made it about three quarters way around as she began to stroke it slowly. Julie looked a bit reluctant to take his throbbing male member into his mouth. Susan broke the Ice, 'we are all friends here, no shame, just a little fun. Come on Julie, just put your lips together and give him a whistle." That was all Julie needed. At first she kissed the top Wayne's glans, then she licked the shaft as a tribute to his manhood. With a quick glance toward me, she took him into her mouth. Her slurping sounds filled the room. I looked back at Susan. There was a large damp spot on the crotch of her panties to evidence her obvious excitement. "I don't want your fingers in me" she said in a matter of fact tone as she pulled her panties off. "In fact, I don't want your hands touching my pussy at all." I began to think that I was going to be left out in the cold tonight when she continued, "Your tongue will service me just fine, though." My cock twitched with excitement. I was going to eat that slender woman out-how delightful! I knelt before Susan as she widened her stance in front of me. Hearing a little yelp from the other side of the room, I glanced over at Julie and Wayne in time to see Wayne grab Julie by the hair and pull her mouth to his cock. Before I could protest, Susan slapped me across the face and snarled "Your job is over here, loser." Somewhat shocked, I quickly refocused my attention on Susan's pussy. All I could hear now was Julie making deep sucking sounds, as she was obviously taking Wayne's cock deep into her mouth. Unlike Julie, Susan kept her pubic hair trim. There was a neat little triangle of hair above her slit, tapering down to nothing. Her pussy lips were devoid of any hair. A perfect pink gateway of pleasure; I was not surprised at all. Susan squatted over me and pushed her pussy onto my face. I began to lick her slit as my nose was treated to the musky scent of her excitement. Every time I tried to touch her she slapped my hand away. Instead, I had to use my tongue to push her lips apart to taste her sweet nectar. After a short while she said "Hold it, I want to get more comfortable". "Lay down on the rug," she commanded. Susan got onto her hands and knees over me in a 69 type position. My excitement increased as I thought she was going to give me a blow job while I ate her out, but she quickly dispelled that notion. "Just so that you don't get any ideas, I'm going to use your balls to tell you when you are not pleasuring me enough." To remove any doubt about what that meant she grabbed my balls in one hand and gave them a hard squeeze, digging her nails in to them at the same time. I jumped and grunted in pain, but before I could say anything, Susan squatted down onto my mouth and began to grind her pussy into my face. Every time I slowed my licking she would grab and squeeze or twist my nuts painfully. The feel of her finger nails scraping along the sensitive skin of my sac sent shockwaves of pain up my back. It seemed to excite her more each time I grunted in pain underneath her. Finally, I felt a powerful shudder pass through her body. Susan's hand gripped my balls harder. "I'm cumming!" she squealed as she almost crushed my nuts between the fingers of her bony hand. I jerked uncontrollably as Susan's juices covered my face in a powerful orgasm. Susan got off me and flopped onto the couch to watch the conclusion of Wayne and Julie's session. My balls hurt terribly, I had an ache in the pit of my stomach as I slowly got up to my knees. Looking over, I watched as Julie sucked Wayne's huge cock. She could barely fit the large cock into her mouth, but Wayne didn't care. He had a firm grip on the back of her head and was using her mouth to masturbate himself. Julie held onto his cock and was massaging his balls gently as he fucked her mouth. Suddenly, Wayne stiffened and pushed her head forward, onto his cock, and held it there. A low moan erupted from his lips as he began to pump semen into Julie's throat. Julie gagged slightly and tried to pull back but Wayne held her head firmly and pushed her face down further. I watched in awe as Julie began to swallow to keep from choking. A virtual stream of semen ran out around her mouth and down the thick shaft of Wayne's cock. Pulse after pulse erupted from him for what seemed like five minutes. Finally, he released his grip and Julie pulled back coughing, as a small trickle Wayne's cum ran down her chin. She had obviously swallowed down the rest of his semen. Julie quickly recovered and practically ran to the bathroom to clean herself up. Slowly, weak in the knees, I got up and followed her after her. Together in the bathroom, naked, we silently cleaned our selves off with towels and tissue paper. Julie gave me an accusatory, 'hey loser', look. It wasn't me that suggested or wanted the sexual twist to our friendly game, but I added the oral sex part. What was done was done, I thought to myself. Just fun between friends. Back in the living room, after we had both cleaned ourselves, Wayne and his wife Susan were holding each other, still nude, in their sofa. I could not help but still be aroused by Julie's naked and shaven body. Wayne could not keep his eyes off her either as she stepped back into her panties and got dressed. At least one time I caught Susan's icey eyes focusing on my cock as I got dressed. I gave Julie a big hug when we were fully clothed. Susan was the first to break the silence, "I bet he'll be on 'Restrictions' for a few days at home after this" she said as she looked at me. Wayne responded, "No, I think back at home they will fuck like rabbits, those two, to put this loss behind them." Julie said nothing, but I let out a chuckle at Wayne's perception. Indeed, I was going to reconquer my wife after this incident. The Competition and Consequences Pt. 01 After we got home that night I couldn't get the sight of Wayne's cock and Susan's dripping pussy out of my mind. Julie was a little tigress; we fucked for most of the night. Her little pussy was so lubricated and hot! For the first time I was able to get completely into her in the first thrust. I was able to bring her off several times. Each time she came, she gripped me hard with her legs, keeping me deep inside of her, and raking my back with her fingernails. However, I wondered if it was all my doing, or if she was thinking about Wayne's large Black Cock as she came. However, for the next week, Julie would not give me a blowjob. But, every time I every time I stroked her now bare slit with my tongue, I thought of Susan, her stern eyes and what I'd truly like to do with that bitch. The next Monday at work, Wayne and I went to lunch to discuss a couple of projects we were working on. The topic soon shifted to Friday night. "You little wife is one hot little Lady" he said. I nodded in agreement, the image of Julie taking his cock into her mouth as he held the back of her head still in my mind. "You know, Susan thinks you are really hot too" he said with a wink. "Oh, no way" I said. "She barely seemed to acknowledge my presence. Not to mention those icey eyes she gaves me from time to time". "That's just her Dom side" Wayne explained. "When she has the upper hand she likes to be very dominant, but, when the guy is the winner, she is a purring pussy cat!" The thought of Susan submitting to me raced through my head. My balls still ached slightly from the workout she had given them, but not badly enough to miss the twinge of delight at my thoughts of her under my cock. "Hum," remarked Wayne. "As a gentleman, I guess I must offer you a chance to get even with us. Are you up for a rematch this Friday" And at that, my ego asserted itself. "I'd like to UP the winnings a bit. Take this up a stage." With a twinge of delight, Wayne said, "Oh, you'd like to take this all the way? Past a little sucking? I could tell from the look on your face that you were thinking about fucking Susan. Okay, I could go with that deal. Winner gets to fuck the loser's wife." He laughed. "But, I'm sure the female side of this bet would like something out of the loser." I almost regretted right there putting sex on the table, so to speak. "Um, but condoms must be used." I didn't want Wayne to shoot his load into Julie. I did not want him to possibly have the full benefits of using her pussy, shooting his Black Sperm into her. "Nah," I though, 'I want to reserve Julie's pussy for my sperm only in case we lose again.' "Sure, Okay, condoms too, I guess", said Wayne. "We're both clean, but I guess you don't want to take a chance with my seed deep inside of Julie, I can understand that." Wayne was playing me. Bastard. "I'll run this by Susan, but like I said, I'm sure the gals will want something from the loser to balance it all out." All I could do was muster a "Yeah, okay", to end the conversation. The image of Susan underneath me, submitting to my cock, was the only thing I could think of for the rest of the day. When I arrived home from work, Julie was there at the front door, in a thin blouse and short shorts, to give me a big kiss. As our lips interlocked her pert little breasts pressed into my chest. When we came up for air, I asked, "what was that for?" Looking me directly in the eye, Julie smiled and said, "for putting sex as the stake for Friday with Wayne and Susan." I started to turn beet red as Julie explained that Susan had called her a few hours earlier to discuss my 'suggestion'. "I guess you want to fuck her, don't you, for shaving your balls and making you lick her out." I could not believe Julie was being so direct. "Well," I stammered, "I guess you could say that. I'd like to get even with them" Julie put her right index finger under my chin and laughed. "No, I think you want to fuck Susan. That's alright, she is a beautiful woman. She gets a lot of attention from other men and has a great sex life with Wayne." She then paused, then went on, "but, if we lose, that means I, your wife, has to have sex with Wayne. That Black Stud. Think you can handle that?" There was a challenge in her voice. There it was, if we lost, I would be offering up my beautiful Julie to a Black Man. It was a risk I would have to take if I wanted to fuck Susan. It seemed that Julie was not only accepting of this, she was telling me she would not mind a fuck romp with Wayne. I drew in a breath and said, "yeah, I kind of got carried away with this competition. You don't have to agree to this if you don't want to. I was going to tell you about it my self, but I see that Susan has already filled you in and you two have discussed it. I'm sure she has told you about the condom requirement. There won't be any risk." Julie laughed again, "it's okay stud. I know you men like to compete. Nothing better than pussy to compete for, I guess. And yes, Susan did tell me about your requirement for condom use. I know you know Wayne is clean, so I guess you just don't want the possibility of him fucking me bareback and shooting into me. I get that too; some things should be reserved only for the husband." Now Julie was playing me, unbelieveable; clearly the influence of Susan. All I could manage was, "yes, there should be some boundries. What better than a laitex boundry?" We both laughed. "But," Julie went on, "Susan thinks there should be some reward for the winning wife. After all, the winner's husband will be getting a good fuck out of this deal. Susan proposes that the losing husband be the winner's wife's House Slave for the rest of the evening. Also, she thinks the losing husband should be forced to wear a chastity device as a penalty, until the next competition." That sent a shock down my spine. "House Slave? What's that? Chastity? Isn't that a bit barbaric?" Julie responded, "Oh, she just thinks the wife should make the losing husband her maid. The loser prances around with an apron, does a few house chores and things like that. As for the chastity, she told me it's always been her fantasy to lock a man in a device that will curtail all of his sex life, no fucking, no masturbation. I guess she is using this opportunity to play out her fantasy. If we win, I get to put Wayne into some sort of device and order him around; I like that idea myself." There it was, all the stakes. The winner gets to fuck while the wife gets to be the boss of the loser in chastity. Susan. I could not get the thought of spreading her long legs out and driving my cock into her and giving her a pounding as good as she got from Wayne. Susan, so she wanted a chance to put in a chastity device. I was game with those stakes, I could play a better game of poker than Wayne. "Okay, I am cool with those stakes. Let's set this up". With that, Julie put her arms around my neck and gave me a deep, long kiss. After we kissed, she practically ran to the phone to tell Susan I would accept all the terms. I was told to 'google' male chastity devices to see what I'd have to put up with if we lost. Some of those devices looked downright cruel, with spikes on an inside ring. Others looked like metal bird cages for the cock to be stuffed into and yet others were made of plastic and allowed for some adjustment. The thought of having to wear any of these straightjackets for my cock for a week brought shivers down my spine. Later that night, Julie and I made love like teenagers, several times. I first licked her to orgasm, each time I came I made sure I was balls deep into her when I shot me load. I wanted her to feel each spurt of my seed into her, but, of course, at least once I thought of nothing but Susan as I came inside my wife. However, never once did Julie go down on me. I guess that was my penalty for losing concentration in that poker game, forcing Julie to service Wayne's cock like some hungry slut. For the next two days I practically rushed home after work to have sex with Julie. I saw Wayne just once for lunch, and that was just for him to tell me that everything was ON for our Friday night Competition. The sex was fantastic until Thursday Night. When we got all naked, Julie looked at me and said, "I want you to save yourself for tomorrow night" as her finger cupped my balls. I was okay with that, no sex until I got to romp with Susan; guess I should have thanked Julie for looking out for my sexual energy. But, Julie then suggested that I still go down on her. She mentioned that some of her hairs, as they were starting to regrow, were starting to chafe her pussy. Frustrated, but excited for the next evening, I kissed and licked Julie to several body shuddering orgasms. I could hardly wait for Friday evening. I was bested once, but twice? Unthinkable. I rushed through work, seeing Wayne, and exchanging winks, only once. When I arrived home, Julie was already in the bathroom getting ready. She refused to let me see her getting dressed and ready at all. Something about a 'surprise'. When I was finally allowed into the bedroom I was delighted to see Julie dressed in a very tight black dress, high heels and fishnet stockings. I'd have to save something of myself for her tonight too, I thought. After a through shower and personal grooming, I was ready too. The scenery whisked by in a blur as I drove to our appointment of sex poker. Wayne and Susan greeted us at the door; hugs and kisses all around. Susan looked stunning. She wore a red dress, her hair up in a bun exposing most of her neck, and leather high heel boots that came up to her knees. She was dressed to thrill. Inside their home, the lights were dimmed, a few candles were lit and a bottle of champagne was chilling in a ice chiller on the coffee table. Soft jazz filled the room and set the mood. I could hardly take my eyes off Susan; Wayne sat next to Julie on the sofa. It was Susan who spoke up, "Oooo", she said, "I have to show you all the Chastity Device. It just arrived FedEx this afternoon." She walked over to the coffee table and picked up a clear plastic thing that was next to the chiller. It looked like a plastic cage for a cock, with a ring at the base. "It's called the CB6000," she proclaimed. "You put the cock inside of the tube part and the ring fits around the back of the balls. Then both pieces are locked together by a small padlock." She demonstrated, "Click! No sex for the Loser Slave." The girls really giggled at the sound of the clicking, but Wayne and I only managed a smile. Looking straight at me, Susan said, "I've always wanted to put a guy in one of these. Lock him up and have the key to his cock, literally. Only fair that the hubby has to suffer a little since our pussies have been put up as the trophy for winning, no?" We all laughed. It was then that I realized how Dom Susan really was. Susan passed it around for us to inspect. When I got to look it over, to me, it looked like Wayne would have trouble fitting all his equipment inside. Tough for him, I thought. "Let's all have a drink," proposed Wayne. Susan produced the champagne glasses as Wayne opened the bottle with a resounding 'POP!" As we sipped our champagne the topic of conversation was how hot the women looked. Susan commented on how hot she felt bring put 'up for grabs'. Julie mentioned that our 'loser's' sex had been great all week, getting a sly grin from Susan who was probably informed as to how much oral sex I had given Julie. After most of the champagne was consumed Susan announced, "we Girls have a show to put on for the Men. Time to show off what the prize for winning is going to be." With that, both walked to the center of the living room. They hugged a bit and swayed to the music. Susan looked at Julie and said, 'House goes first.' My Julie smiled and turned her back to all of us. Susan gave us guys a grind and then proceeded to unzip my wife out of her little black dress. Then, she lowered the straps from Julie's dress and allowed it to fall to the floor, around Julie's legs. She held out her hand to help Julie step out of the dress. I think Wayne and I were both spell bound. With her back to us, Julie's incredible hourglass form was accentuated by her high heels, fishnet stockings, a tiny red silk thong that went up the crack of her ass and exposed her white ass cheeks, the back straps of a frilly red garter belt and the back strap of a satin red bra. Slowly, Julie turned to face us, her smile letting me know that she adored the attention. I had not seen her in a garter belt since our wedding night. I noticed that she had also done up her finger and toenails in a bright matching red. I did not want Wayne to get this prize. We both clapped and whistled at this delightful spectacle. There was the faintest trace of a camel toe as the tiny red silk panty pressed against her shaven pussy. "Now for me," Susan turned and presented her back to Julie. My wife swayed over to Susan, with a chuckle of delight, unzipped Susan out of her red dress, yanked it off her shoulders and pulled it to the floor, past Susan's knee high boots. Susan took a quick shuffle to step out of the dress. She was stunning, in full black lingerie. Black boots, black nylon stockings, black garter, black satin panties that covered her tight little ass, and a black satin bra. I was instantly hard when she turned to give us a full frontal view. "Let's let em inspect the prizes," Susan said to Julie. Susan locked her eyes on mine as she sauntered over to me. Prize indeed. I could not wait to fuck that bony bitch. Those leather 'fuck me' boots and her black lingerie really contrasted against her white skin. I'd give it to her as well as Wayne did, if not more. Susan just held her head high as I drunk in her form with my eyes and smelled the faint scent of her sex near my face. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Julie practically fall into Wayne's spread legs. He was smiling ear to ear as he brazenly stroked my wife's stomach with his black hands. He drew circles around her skin all the way across to her hips. Then he cupped her pussy in his right hand as she spread her legs just a bit to allow this and cocked her head to one side. I could see shivers roll down her spine. That's all the host will get, I thought to myself. It was Wayne who spoke up and broke up the exhibition. "Since the ladies are already mostly undressed, and excited, why don't we dispense with the poker. One hand draw, winner take all" I cleared my throat and asked, "what do you mean?" I didn't want to swing, I wanted to win this bitch in front of me. Plus, I was counting on my poker skills to get an edge. Wayne responded, "Oh come on, just one hand, Susan will shuffle, Julie will cut the deck and we each draw one card. Aces high. Highest card is the winner. The girls are ready and we're both hard from their excellent show so let's just get this done." He was right, I could hardly argue. I wanted Susan's stunning body, that was right in front of me, so badly. Looking down at me, Susan added, "Everything is ready upstairs in the bed room. As you wanted, the condoms are on the table. Of course, Magnum for Wayne and regular for you." Susan, always the bitch, gave me a sly wink! Wayne stood and got the deck of cards from the table. Susan shuffled them well, her boobs swayed, incased in her bra, right in front of me. Julie, giving me a big smile, cut the deck. Her red fingernails really looked great. As the guest, I drew first. Seven of Clubs. Not bad. A lucky number...there were many higher cards. All commented that it was a lucky number. Before Wayne could draw his card, Susan remarked, "Queen of Spades! Come on!" Wayne gave her a hard look for her rudeness, then he drew. Jack of Clubs! I think I heard myself let out a deep sigh. Susan practically bounced up and down. "Well, come on over and sit on my lap," Wayne said to my wife as he put an arm around her. Was he comforting her or taking possession? Julie, for her part, did not upset at all. She just kept her head up and smiled as she walked over to the sofa. My mind was reeling. I could not believe my luck. Wayne was going to get my Julie, fuck her, and I was now at Susan's mercy. Cuckolded and chastity belted all at once. Stupid betting ego of mine, now I would suffer the consequences of my eagerness to fuck Susan. Susan already had that damned chastity thing in her hand as she commanded, "take your cloths off, House Slave, and prepare to submit." I didn't say a word. Not going to give either of them the pleasure of hearing me whine, or try and get out of this. I lost and now I had to pay up. Poor Julie would have to spread her legs to Wayne, but from her reaction, I didn't think she seemed to mind. Once I was disrobed, I stood there in the candle light in front of them all at the center of the room. My cock was still hard from the excitement. I felt sorry for my cock. Susan put her hand on my chest, looked down at me and smiled. "Now, to take of that proud hard little cock of yours." I did not see when she took the ice from the chiller. The shock sent shivers down my legs the moment she cupped my balls with ice cubes in her hand. I went weak in the knees as Susan looked into my eyes and rubbed the back of my neck with her other hand. Her cleavage just inches from my nose. "Thought you were going to fuck me tonight with that cock, didn't you," she whispered into my left ear. I closed my eyes as my cock and balls shriveled in her ice cold hand. With my cock now limp and cold, Susan ordered, "down on the ground, Slave. Lie flat on your back and spread your legs." As I began to comply, she added, "and address me as Mistress." "Yes, Mistress," I said as I looked up as Wayne grinning at me, my wife, in her skimpy red lingerie, pressing into his chest on his lap. I looked up at the ceiling and closed my eyes as Susan went to work on me with that thing. First, I felt her cup and squeeze my balls through the ring so that the ring was behind my ball sac, pushing my balls up. Then she pulled my cock forward and pushed my head and shaft into the clear plastic tube. Once done, she said, "Alright everybody, now the fun part. Listen to this delightful 'Click'." A few seconds later, she pushed the tube and ring together, hard. Indeed, there was an audible 'Click' as both pieces fit together. Susan practically squealed in delight as she finished by locking the whole thing with a small pad lock in the front, right in the middle of my encased cock. She pulled on the whole thing a few times. Checking to make sure it was secure, I guess. Then she stated, "there, all locked up, loser. No more sex life for you for a while." I did not like the vague sounding 'while'. "Okay Slave, your first duty for tonight will be to undress Julie for us. Just take off her bra, unsnap her garter strings and get her panties down." My first humiliation as the House Slave had begun. "Yes, Mistress" I responded. Julie looked at me, then down at my encased, chastised cock, stepped forward and whispered, "It's okay". Then she turned her back to me. I unhooked the clasp of her bra and slowly freed her breasts for our hosts to enjoy. Then I ran my hands down my wife's sides, reassuring my Julie, until I reached the tops of her nylon stockings. I undid each garter support one at a time, a little 'pop' from the snap as each one was released. It was time for her panties. I slid my fingers under the elastic, then gently pulled them down over her wide hips. I could her sexual aroma as I bent down to hold her panties as she stepped out of them. Susan, reveling in her roll as Mistress Bitch, said, "Oh look, still mostly shaved from last week's loss. I like the way her lips are full and pouty." Then she added, "Wayne, check if she's wet down there already." The Competition and Consequences Pt. 01 Wayne stepped forward and put his big Black hands around Julie's waist, circling them around her and giving my wife's ass a good hard squeeze. Then he rubbed her pussy up and down, hitting the clit and fingering his way past her lips to test her arousal. Pulling his long Black index finger out of her and holding it up for all to see, "yep, she's about ready," he boldly teased. "Oh, I almost forgot. House Slave, you must be a bit chilly, standing there in nothing more than your device. Here, put this on," she said as she threw a red frilly apron at me. It was one of those things that tied in the back, a woman's apron. "House Slave, pick up all these cloths on the ground and fold them neatly. Make sure the dresses don't get wrinkled and put your wife's undergarments with her dress," Susan commanded me after I got that damned apron on. While I was doing all that, Wayne continued to fondle Julie. Her breasts got lots of his attention. Then he lifted her up off the ground, put her chest up onto her shoulder and carried her up the stairs to the bedroom. My wife...his prize! Soon, I would be cuckolded by my friend and working collogue. When I had the cloths all neatly folded, Susan looked at me and said, "sex was your idea. While my husband enjoys himself with Julie, I will have as much pleasure with you as I can. She is in for some real pleasure tonight, but I doubt you will enjoy what I have for you." Susan lay down on the sofa on her stomach. "Slave, get that oil from the drawer there and massage my back. Do a good job and I might reward you by allowing you to do my breasts and pussy. Wayne is getting Julie ready for him, getting her all wet and lubed up himself, but you will have some duties to perform up there before they start having sex. Now, get going on my back." "Yes Mistress" was all I could muster. After what seemed like half an hour, and with Susan almost purring as I massaged her back, we heard an "ALL READY!" call come from the upstairs bed room. Susan got up and commanded, "follow me." Once we entered the master bedroom, on the queen bed was Julie, spread wide, with her pussy slick with her own juices and probably Wayne's saliva. Wayne, naked and right next to her, had his monster Black Cock standing at stiff attention, Julie's saliva coating it. "Slave," Susan commanded, "take the Magnum condom on the night stand out of its wrapper and hand it to Wayne. While he's putting it on you can lube up Julie with the tube of K-Y that's also on the night stand." It was unbelievable! I was being ordered to prepare my wife for the ravishing Wayne was about to give her. Julie simply looked up at the ceiling as I applied a bit of K-Y to her pussy lips and inside of her soon to be stretched vagina. But, she could not suppress the smile on her face while this was happening. I finished quickly and was instructed to 'get down stairs so the winner can enjoy his prize'. As I followed Susan down the stairs, a series of sharp screams, of both pain and delight, filled the whole house. Wayne had entered my Julie, taken her with his cock. I wondered how stretched she'd be afterwards. 'Would her pussy still wrap tightly around my cock', I thought. Back down in the living room, Susan let up. "You have been real good so far. A good sport in all of this. You have made it go well for us all, I know how hard this must be for you." "Thank you, mistress". The muffled sounds of the intercourse going on up above broke the silent pause. "I know how badly you wanted to fuck me. I saw it in your eyes even when Wayne and I were dating. I saw you looking me over last weekend. I didn't turn out for you, now you are the House Slave while my husband claims his prize. But, you get your reward for being good. Remove my bra and panties. Do it as well as you did for Julie. Then use the body oil to massage my breasts and pussy. Wayne will get the fun tonight and Julie will get the pleasure of his cock." She then looked me in the eyes, "after my massage, I want you to pleasure me as well as you did last weekend. I won't have as much pleasure, as many orgasms, as Julie will have tonight, but I want some pleasure out of it." She held her head high as I used my hands to remove her lovely undergarments, my fingers lightly playing against her pale white skin, worshiping her with my touch. When she lay down on her back, I gently massaged her beautiful breasts and pussy with the oil. Her nipples were tender between my fingers. Her pussy flush and full as I deeply massaged her, taking care not to allow my fingers to enter her pussy. All the while, the sounds of the bed springs, squeals of delight and grunts of Wayne and Julie's sexual exploits carrying down to my ears. When I had Susan practically purring like a kitten, I put my hands on her knees and coaxed her to spread her legs wide for me. Her sweet pussy lips, all pink, oiled and inviting were open for me. I kissed her inner thighs, then dove down at the prize, the fingers of her right hand gripped my hair, tightly, as I began my work. I had lost this bet of my own making, my wife was being fucked by the Black Stud of a husband of Susan's and now I was locked in a hard plastic chastity thing, but the pussy that I really wanted all along was right in front of me, my lips pressed to it. 'Fuck it!" I thought. I was determined to show that bitch how good of a lover I was by licking and sucking her to one of the greatest orgasms she ever had. Plant the idea that the next time, it would be my cock that would give her pleasure, have her yearn for it. I was relentless. Twirling my tongue in circles against her clit, licking the length of her pussy from clit to the bottom of her lips. My tongue swirled, darted, teased and plunged deep into her. Heck, I think I even hummed a few bars with my lips on her clit. I felt her body go tense with orgasm several times, until I sent her over the edge in a massive, toe curling, leg shaking, knee weakening full body massive Orgasm.