7 comments/ 15101 views/ 4 favorites Cuckold Chronicles 18: Sam Pt. 05 By: deltonaman2man Heather was, understandably, worn out & sore for a few days. The next day was the big Gators-Seminoles game. Rob & I had watched it together since we met. It was a friendly rivalry, him being a FSU fan and me being a die-hard Gator. The 1st thing he mentioned when he walked in was if we still had the same bet as usual on the game. (See Cuckold Chronicles; Rob) Of course I said no, but it got me to thinking about the last few months. I feel I was right to call Rick out. Sam has been a good friend & he makes Heather happy. With Rob in the mix, Heather is even happier & quite busy. She doesn't ignore my needs either. Heather added her 2 cents worth to the conversation. "Honey, I'd love to watch you pay off that bet. It's been over 2 months since I got to see you suck a cock. You know how much I like seeing you do that. And on that subject, are you any closer to deciding if or when you will be rejoining our playtime as my Panty Boy?" "Yes I am. After watching the 3 of you yesterday, I really did feel left out. I came close to asking you to go lay something out for me. I do miss being your Bitch & I feel I got my point across. We can talk about this at ½ time, they're lining up for the kick off." The 1st half of the game went pretty much how I expected it to. It was, after all, FSU"s year to shine. They were #1 in the country & we weren't even ranked. I went to the bathroom to expunge the pizza rolls & beer from my body. I came back about 10 minutes later to see Rob still sitting on the couch, but now he was naked and a topless Heather was kneeling in front of him. Her head was bobbing up & down on his saliva coated cock. Rob saw me & put his hands in the air, gesturing that he was innocent. "Sorry Buddy, this isn't my idea. She said that as your wife, she had to make good on our bet. I told her she didn't have to, but I lost all my resolve when she took off her top." "Yeah, I'm sure you resisted the best you could. We both know that when Heather sets her mind to do something, she does it." Heather mumbled something in response, which set Rob off, filling her mouth with man cream. "I'm sorry Babe, I couldn't understand you with my best friend's cock in your mouth," I said with a chuckle. She raised herself up & sauntered over to me, straddling her knees on either side of my hips. She leaned in & forced her tongue between my lips & kissed me hard, not passionately, just hard, like she was trying to make a point. She used her tongue to push his cum into my mouth. She left my mouth & put her lips on my ear, whispering, "I said, you bet your ass I do. We both know you want to be my Bitch again. I know you don't play on Saturdays this time of year, so starting tomorrow, whether you want to or not, you will be my Bitch. We'll talk later. Nod your head if you understand and agree. Good boy. She kissed me on the cheek & stood up. She smiled as she shimmied out of her tight shorts, tossing them to me as she slinked back to couch wearing only her panties. She didn't take her original seat, she sat right up against Rob, curling her legs back & leaning on his chest. By reflex, Rob put his arm across Heathers shoulders. Heather gave Rob a quick kiss on the lips and announced, "Oh good, the 2nd half is starting. I wonder if I'll have to work off the bet at the end of the game." She was smiling at me as she stroked his cock & licked her lips. As you all know, the Gators were just one more rung on FSU's ascent to the National Championship last year. Throughout the 2nd half, I would glance over at them, Heather would be lazily fondling his cock & balls and Rob would always have a handful of tit. A few times I heard Heather utter a "uh-uh". I'd look over to see Rob's hand moving away from her panties. While the clock was ticking down the last few seconds of the game, Heather's hand was pumping his flaccid cock back to life. As soon as the clock showed 00:00, Rob gently pushed her head toward his cock. Heather leaned over & engulfed his prick. Rob pulled her hair back away from her face& smiled at me, knowing I now had a clear view of my wife sucking his cock with gusto. His hand was gliding all over her body, up & down her back, squeezing her ass, massaging her breast and pinching her nipples. Heather, for her part, was enjoying the sensations from his hand. After 45 minutes of teasing each other during the 2nd half, it was understandable that both of them were worked up. I decided that I wanted in on the action as well. Two sets of eyes followed me to the other end of the couch. Heather had shifted to her knees while still bent over Rob's crotch. She didn't resist as I pulled down her panties. I'm guessing she considered me safe since she knew I couldn't fuck her. As the panties cleared her feet, she spread her knees as far as the couch would allow. I laid down on my back, sliding up between her legs. With a little pressure from my hands on her hips, she sunk down & squatted on my face. In less than a minute, she was moaning with a mouthful of Rob's tube steak while squirming and grinding on my face and tongue. They both came at the same time, with Rob shooting another load into her mouth. While she was screaming in ecstasy, the hot cum made her gag. She pulled back, taking the rest of his load on her face. When Heather finally pulled her pussy from my face, I slide out to let her rest. Rob helped her sit up and he laid her back on the couch. She motioned me to come closer. I leaned in and kissed her tenderly, taking what little cum there was in her mouth. I started to pull away when she smiled & pulled me back, directing me to the heavy rope of cum on her cheek. Once that was licked clean, I was nudged to her nose, chin and shoulder. She looked over at Rob's cock. She leaned over & licked up the few drops of cum from his wilting man stick and thighs. After sitting around talking football for a few minutes, Heather picked up her clothes & announced she was going in the pool to freshen up. Rob's cock stirred to life when he heard that. "Would you like some company?" "Rob, I always like your company, but understand, I'm going in the pool to relax & clean myself up from the mess the two of you made on me. If you can live with that, come on. Dave, you coming?" "No thanks Babe, I want to watch this next game." I didn't pay much attention to them while watching the game. Rob came in at ½ time, saying he was going home. He said Heather was in the shower & he was going home to do the same. Before I could ask the obvious question, he beat me to it. He said he suggested they shower together to expiate things, but she shot him down. The rest of the day was watching football. Heather would come by to watch a little while taking a break from the reports & proposals she brings home every weekend. Around 7, she suggested Pizza for dinner. I thought that was a great idea; Football, beer and pizza, is this a great country or what? The rest of the night was all normal. The real story I want to tell you started when I woke up the next morning. My internal clock has been the bane of my retirement. I no longer have to get up before the sun, but my clock didn't get the memo. Anyway, I'm awake at 6 AM on a Sunday morning. I get up & go to the bathroom to drain my bladder. I stumble to my dresser to pull out my clothes for the day. Heather's words from yesterday came back in a flash. On top of my dresser were red panties that had "BITCH" printed across the ass, black thigh high stockings, my black heels and the Cuckold Sleeve. (See Cuckold Chronicles: Damon) This was the moment of truth. My whole rebellion was to establish the boundary in our role-playing, to ensure I still had the respect I felt I deserved. It was supposed to be my decision when I would revert to this role. Now Heather was trying to usurp my decision. I know I was close to resuming my place, but it was supposed to be my choice. I was still debating with myself as I realized, I was stuffing my little balls into the sack of the Cuckold Sleeve. Well, I made my decision, or it was made for me, I'm not really sure. In either case, I was happy. I dressed as quietly as I could & headed to the kitchen to start breakfast. I was just about to put the plate with her food on the warming tray when I heard her ring the bell she keeps on the bedstead. I poured her coffee and OJ & took the tray to my Mistress. Heather had a big smile on her face when I walked into the room. I sat the tray across her lap & stepped back, awaiting her next order. She motioned for me to come closer. She ran her hand up and down my stocking clad legs and all over my panties while she sipped her coffee. She crooked a finger, indicating for me to bend down to her. She surprised me with a deep kiss, lots of tongue. She abruptly broke the kiss, grabbing my hair to pull me away from her. "Welcome back BITCH. Put the tray on my make-up table & get down on your knees. I don't think I should have to look up at you." As I was setting the tray down, I heard Heather getting out of bed. After I got on my knees, I looked up to see Heather standing in front of me wearing only her heeled slippers & my old T-shirt she liked to sleep in. She moved her chair so it was sideways to the table. As she sat, she spread her legs wide and started eating, leaving me to stare at her bare pussy. "This is good BITCH. Crawl over here & you can eat your breakfast while I eat mine. Go slow BITCH, I want to enjoy my breakfast as well." She continued eating as I slowly & gently licked her inner thighs and lower lips. She seemed to be ignoring me until she let out a quiet moan. She moved her hips a little, then pushed my head away. She waited about a minute before pulling my head back to her snatch. She must have finished her meal because I heard the silver being dropped on the plate. Heather shifted her body so she was leaning back in the chair. Her moans were more frequent now. I was working my tongue as deep as I could into her treasure box; that was when she grabbed my head with both hands. This is the point where I would normally move up to attack her clit, knowing she was close to erupting, but she had other ideas. "Get your tongue back in there BITCH! Don't stop! Don't you dare stop you dickless bitch!" She now had a grip on my ears. She wasn't humping or grinding on my face. She was moving my head up & down, using my nose to stimulate her clit. This may not be the right time for this thought, but it's the way my mind works. When she grabbed my ears, I remembered the old joke; "How does a woman hold her liquor?" The answer, of course is, "By the ears." I was brought back to reality by her thighs clamping down on my head. I was caught off guard so I didn't have a lot of air in my lungs. She finally relaxed enough for me to leaned back & breath. After we both recovered, she brought her foot up & put it on my shoulder, slowly pushing me away. "I'm going back to bed for a while. I'm sure you can find something to do while I'm resting. If you finish your work, you can even read the paper, as long as you don't get dressed to go get it. Take those dishes with you. Now get your panty ass out of here." I picked up her dirty dish & took it to the kitchen, closing the bedroom door behind me. I cleaned up the small mess I had made. It was only about 8:00 now, so I figured I had time to read the paper. I paid the paperboy a little extra every month to put the paper on the front porch instead of throwing it in the yard. Heather didn't know that, so I felt safe retrieving the paper. After checking through the peep hole, I opened the door & quickly grabbing it & closing the door. The next 2 hours were relaxing for me as well as Heather. After cracking open the sliding glass door to the bedroom, I settled down on the back porch to read & enjoy a cigar. I was just starting the crossword puzzle when I heard the bell from the bedroom. Heather was still in bed, smiling at me, when I walked in from the porch. She gave me that award winning smile and said, "You have a lot to answer for today, so I'm going to be a bit harder on you than usual. Do you have a "special word" you'd like to say? No? Good, draw me a bubble bath & go get me another cup of coffee." I started the water & poured in the bubble stuff. When I came back with her coffee, she had already set up the little table she keeps next to the tub. I noticed her scented bath beads, bell, shaving gear and phone already there, so I set the drink down and stepped back. She had undressed while I was getting the drink. She held her hand out to me to support her as she got into the tub. "You're doing a good job so far BITCH, don't let me down. Make the bed & straighten up the bedroom. You need to do the laundry, I have to go back to work tomorrow. Get to work, I'll let you know when I need your services." I left her to her bath & started on the bed. There wasn't much to do aside from the bed, just putting away shoes & tidying up her make-up table. I rolled the hamper to the laundry room, did a quick sort & started the 1st load. When I took the hamper back to the room I could hear Heather talking to someone, but I didn't know who nor could I make out what she was saying. I had just put the wet clothes in the dryer & started the last load when I heard her ringing the bell. When I walked into the bathroom I could see she had drained the tub & was rinsing off. Like every other word she had spoken to me today, she was terse with her comment, "Get me my robe." I pulled it off the hook & held it open for her to slip her arms in. I thought she was getting out so I offered her my hand, but instead she stepped over to the built-in seat and sat down She smiled & pulled the robe open and spread her knees apart. "I already shaved my legs but I need my BITCH to shave my pussy. Take off your heels & get in here. Get down on your knees. What did I tell you about making me look up at you? The only time your head is to be above mine is when you're carrying something. Now get me nice & smooth for my lover. Don't forget to trim my little heart down there. How does that make you feel; knowing you're shaving your wife's pussy so another man, a real man, can lick it and kiss it before he slips his hard cock inside it?" While she was humiliating me with her words, I was carefully shaving her nether regions and getting very excited, or at least as excited as my little limp dick would allow. I really had missed being treated like this. I finished with the shaving and trim so I leaned in to run my tongue over the area to check for stubble and stray hairs I might have missed. A quick touch up & I leaned back awaiting her next order. "You can go back to what you were doing; I need to finish up in here." I stood up, stepped out of the tub and slipped my heels back on. I started to walk to the laundry room when Heather stopped me. "What do you think you're doing BITCH?" she said sternly. She stood up & walked over to me. She grabbed my hair & pulled it downward, bringing me to my knees. It dawned on me my head had been above hers. She reached into the drawer of her nightstand and pulled out my collar and leash. Snapping the collar around my neck, she put a finger under my chin, making me look up at her. "Maybe this will help you remember your place. Keep the leash in your mouth when you're crawling around. You can walk if I'm NOT in the room, but as soon as you see me, you better drop fast." As I was crawling out of the bedroom, She added, "That goes for anyone that is here today as well. Are we clear?" I answered the way my Dad had taught me while I was growing up; "Crystal." As soon as I was out the door, I stood up & went back to the laundry room. I emptied the dryer & threw the wet clothes from the washer in. I had about an hour before the pregame show for the Dolphins game I wanted to watch. I was pretty sure Heather would let me watch the game since she is as big a 'Fins fan as I am. I had just finished folding & hanging the 1st load of clothes when Heather stuck her head out of the bedroom & told me to get my panty ass in there to help her. I walked to the door, dropped to my knees and crawled in. She was only wearing a very sheer thong. "I want your opinion. Should I wear this?" She was holding up a pair of teal Daisy Dukes and an orange crop top that was at least 1 size too small. I always liked the top because it didn't touch her belly. Her breast kept it from touching skin below her tits. "Or this?" Now she was holding my treasured Jason Taylor jersey. "It depends on what you're going for, sexy or accessibility?" "Can't I have both?" "In my opinion, you will get both with the jersey. The shorts & top are great if you're trying to entice or lure someone, but trust me, a lady in just a jersey or a man's dress shirt, is very sexy. "That settles it then. You don't mind me wearing this do you?" "I had planned on wearing it for the game, but I guess you have other plans, so I guess not," I said glumly. Heather gave me a strange look, like she was trying to put reason to my comment. "Is this too much too soon? Am I pushing too hard? I want you back, but I don't want to ruin it again. What are you thinking right now?" "Well, I have the impression you are punishing me for my actions for the last couple of months. I still believe I was right in what I did. I also think you are pressing the envelope a bit. Just get my punishment out of the way early & I'll love every second I'm serving you & your company." "I might tone it down a little. Sam will be here soon and we will discuss what to do about you. Are you willing to abide by what we decide?" "At this point, yes. I can always use the safe word if I have a problem, right?" "Of course! Now finish up the laundry." About 20 minutes later, the doorbell rang. I had just started folding the last of the laundry. Heather was still in the bedroom, putting on her finishing touches of make up. I walked to the door & saw Sam through the peephole. I went to my knees, put the leash in my mouth & opened the door. Sam started laughing as soon as he saw me kneeling there. I raised up to my knees & offered him the leash. Through his laughter and snickering, he managed to ask, "Where's your wife, Bitch?" "She's still in the bedroom, getting ready for you, Sir." "Good, that will give us a few minutes to chat. Let's go out on the porch & you can get me a beer." He tugged on the leash so I would follow behind him. Once on the porch, he sat down in my chair and waited for his drink. I walked back with his beer & he took the leash, pulling me down to sit at his feet. "Before we get into the role-playing, I want to make sure we are all on the same page. This will be my 1st time dominating you. I want to make sure I don't make the same mistakes that that other person did. I consider you a very good friend and I don't want to cross some forbidden line. Is there anything that is off limits as far as humiliating you? Anything I shouldn't do or say?" "That's why I like you so much Sam, you know what we are looking for & you're truly concerned about my feelings. To answer your question, my disability is the only thing I am touchy about. You can make fun of my limp dick, or the size of it, how I'm dressed, why you are here, what you are doing with my wife, or what she is doing to you, it's all fair game. When I'm dressed like this, I really love being laughed at." "Don't you worry your little panty ass about that Bitch! We're going to do all that & then some." I turned toward the voice and saw Heather standing at the door. She looked like a walking dream. She leaned against the door jamb with her hand on her hip, smiling at me. Sam stood & took the few steps to embrace her in a deep kiss, pulling my leash as he went. He kept pulling until my cheek was against his crotch. During the kiss, his hands slid to grope her ass, pulling her up against my other cheek. They were both grinding their groins on my face. Cuckold Chronicles 18: Sam Pt. 05 Heather finally broke the kiss & reached down for my head. "That's not a bad position for you to be in Bitch, considering that is where you're going to spend a good part of day," she said with a light lilt in her voice. "Now fix me a Bloody Mary, then go finish the laundry. Sam & I need to talk for a while." They headed inside, arm in arm. Sam looked over his shoulder and said, "Hey Panty Boy, be a good Bitch and bring me another beer on your way back in." They both started laughing as I started on her drink. I walked in with their drinks & almost started laughing. They were making out like a couple of teenagers. The jersey Heather was wearing was up above her waist and Sam's hands were all over her hips, ass and tummy. Sam's shirt was rumpled up a bit and Heather's hands were everywhere from his knees to the top of his head. Sam noticed me 1st and pushed Heather back a bit. "What are you smiling about Bitch? I know you've seen a real man give your wife the attention she needs before. What is so funny?" "I'm sorry Sir, it's just that I see lips moving, tongues moving and hear animalistic noises, but I don't hear talking unless you two are Italian, I know they like to use their hands when they talk." Heather sat up straight and moved away from Sam. She wasn't smiling. "This is what we need to talk about Sam. He needs to be punished for his attitude and smart mouth. Think about how he toyed with us the last few months. We could have phone sex but not do anything when we were together. Remember how he would allow us to get all worked up, then tell us we were going too far? One last reason he needs to be paddled is the fact that he is standing in front of us, making us look up at him. He knows better. Well, today he is going to pay for that. I'll be back in a jiffy. Take him back behind the couch and lay him over the back, chest on the sofa, ass sticking out, feet spread." She walked out of the room & into the bedroom. Sam stood and led me by my leash around the couch. She was back quickly, carrying her long blue paddle that was covered in felt and the black hand paddle she had bought in the islands (see Cuckold Chronicles: Erick 2). She held them both out to Sam & he took Big Blue. Heather laid the Black Hand on my back and grabbed my panties, jerking them up hard, making them go into my butt crack, exposing my bare ass. She stepped to the side & without prelude, landed a solid stroke on my expose rear. "Your turn Baby," she said in her sexy voice. "Heather, I'm not sure about this. I don't have problem belittling him, I know he likes that, but physical abuse is a bit much to take in." "I understand how you feel. I felt the same way the 1st time he asked me to paddle him. Let's take a short break & you can ask him. Get on your knees Bitch!" I stood up & went down to my knees, looking up at Sam. Heather took charge once again. "For the next few minutes you are Dave, understand? Explain to Sam what you want, what you think should be done about your actions. We want the truth, not some role-play scenario you have in your head." "Sam, I was punishing you & Heather for what happened with Rick. You were an innocent that got caught up in all this. I blamed Heather more than Rick because she could have stopped it but didn't. So I decided to mess with your feelings and emotions just like they did to me. I wanted you two to feel the anguish that I felt. It became a game for me, to see how far I'd let you go before I would stop you, leaving you both hungry for more, with no way to satisfy it. I do feel I should be punished. I know it was wrong to mess with you this way, but I was having fun doing it at the time. I guess all along I knew it would come to this and that excites me too. I like being paddled as long as it doesn't go too far. I always have the safe word if I need it. If you don't feel comfortable about paddling me, that's fine, just know I like it and I won't hold it against you. If it helps you decide, I should tell you I enjoyed knowing that you left here all those times with blue balls and Heather had to settle for my tongue instead of your cock." Sam had a different look in his eyes. "Get back up on the couch, Bitch!" I was spreading my feet as the 1st blow caught my ass. I could tell It was from Sam by the shape of the paddle. A few seconds later, Heather gave me another one. They were taking about all times I stopped them from playing. They must have given me about 15 swats & I was close to breaking. My knees started to buckle. I felt the leash being pulled as I slid to my knees then down on all fours. I stayed like for a minute until I felt a soft hand smearing a cold soothing lotion on my red tender butt. One of them led me around the couch & had me sit on the floor as they sat on the couch. The cold tile felt great on my poor abused ass. I kinda zoned out, sitting there with my eyes closed. I could hear them talking, but I didn't pay attention. After about 10 minutes, I felt a jerk on my leash. I turned my head toward them and Sam said, "I asked if you were ok?" "Yes Sir, I was just a little tired, but I'm OK now." "Glad to hear that because I have a problem." I noticed he had one arm across Heather's shoulders, rubbing her back, and the other one was under the jersey playing with her tits. "My balls are itching. Since my hands are busy, I need you to scratch them for me." I turned around and knelt in front of him. I reached up & started fondling his big sack through his shorts. He had already gone back to kissing my wife. He broke the kiss a minute later & looked at me. "No,no,no, this isn't working. Take off my pants and underwear, you need to do a better job than that." As I was removing his clothes I heard Heather let out a small giggle. "Baby, you're going to look silly sitting there in only a shirt. Maybe you should have him take that off as well." "You heard the lady, Bitch. Take off my shirt. Your wife wants to see me naked. I wonder when was the last time she wanted to see you naked?" As he was talking, I was reaching up & slipping his Polo over his head. Heather went straight to his nip, kissing it and flicking her tongue around. She grabbed my hair and forced my head down next to hers and made me suck on his other nipple. Sam had us both stimulate his nipples a minute before he pushed my head down and pulled Heather up for a kiss. As I slid down his belly, I heard Heather whispering to him about showing me who the Alpha male was. She told him to slap me around with his cock. She wanted to see him smear his cock all over my face. Just as I got to his fuck stick, Heather grabbed my hair and held me in place as Sam took hold of his rapidly hardening cock and slapped me hard across the cheek. It was followed quickly by another blow from the opposite direction. He started rubbing it across my forehead, on my eyes, tapping my nose, slapping my chin and ending with 2 more slaps on my cheeks. He released his dick and let it fall on his thigh. "Alright Bitch, that's enough of that for now. Undress your wife for me, I want to pay her some more attention. Get that jersey off her. Good Bitch. Now take your wife's hand and put it on my cock. That feels nice, now wrap her fingers around it. Oh yeah. Now squeeze her hand and move it up & down. Take my hand and put it on your wife's tit." This time it was Heather moaning. "Lift up her other breast and hold it for me while I suck on her nipples." I leaned back on my heels, waiting for another order. I didn't have long to wait. Heather was smiling at me as she pointed his growing cock at my face. "Show him what a good cock sucker you are." I leaned forward and opened my mouth. "Stick out your tongue, Slut," Heather whispered through bated breath. Once my tongue was hanging out, she started tapping it with his now hard cock. After 4 or 5 taps, she pushed it into my mouth. I began swirling my tongue around his rigid member, bobbing my head up & down. Sam released her breast and leaned back on the couch. He pushed me away with his foot, saying, "Pull off your wife's panties Bitch, I want to check out the shaving job you did for me. I hope you didn't miss any spots, I love to run my tongue over a smooth pussy, even more so when a cuckold husband shaves it for me." After I had pulled them down, he told me to sit at the end of the couch. Once I was in position, he laid Heather on her back and helped her to get into place, with her head on my thigh. "Keep your eyes on her face Bitch. I want you to see how good I can make her feel. You can stroke her hair, but that's it. Nothing else." While her head was resting on my leg, he put one of her legs over his shoulder, the other with her foot on the floor, and dove right into her inviting treasure box. Heather was too worked up to enjoy any more foreplay. She grabbed his head as soon as his tongue touched her cunt. I watched the smile on her face as she was grinding her hips, trying to get his tongue deeper. Her breathing got shorter and I saw small spasms in her belly, knowing she was enjoying a series of small, but pleasurable orgasms, as he brought her to the brink time after time. Heather had waited long enough. She wanted that cock and she wanted it now! She pulled his head up and guided him to her heaving breasts. Sam brought himself up to his knees, rubbing the underside of his shaft along her very wet and hungry womanhood. He leaned forward to kiss her, but she surprised both of us by stopping him. She looked up at me and smiled. "We all know you're going to taste my pussy after Sam fucks me senseless, but wouldn't you like to taste it before he makes you a creampie? Just a little taste that isn't coated with his hot creamy cum?" I nodded my head slowly, not knowing where she was going with this. She reached up and pulled my head toward her. She put her hand on the side of Sam's face and turned him facing me. "Look at all this sweet juice, just waiting for you. So pure, only my juices from that wonderful tongue lashing he gave me." Her smile disappeared and her voice changed from the sweetness she had been using to a more direct order voice. "Now lick it up. Clean both cheeks and his chin. Stay away from his mouth, that's all mine." While I was licking Sam's face clean, my beautiful wife reached down and pushed his hard cock down just a little, so on his next up stroke, he went balls deep into her very wet honey pot. It wasn't a hard slam or a quick jab, just a very smooth intimate slide till their pelvis' met. Heather's eyes flew wide open. She reached up & grabbed his shoulders, her mouth agape as if she was surprised at the intrusion. Sam froze in place, waiting for her reaction to his hard cock sinking in so smoothly, so deep. She finally took another breath and smiled, gyrating her hips slowly. Sam started moving in and out with very slow strokes. Heather was running her hands up & down his arms, thrusting her hips up, trying to get more of his cock inside her. Sam sensed her urgency and sped up his thrusts, much to her delight. Her hands went back to his shoulders and pulled him down for another kiss. I could hear some of what she was whispering, while her tongue was darting in & out of his ear. I picked up the words "harder, faster, deeper, fuck, Limp Dick, cum" and a lot of moaning. Sam did as the lady asked. He put her other leg over his shoulder and picked up his speed, pounding her cunt with everything he had. His hips were moving faster than I would have thought possible. His wet slimy cock was a blur as he fucked her like a piston. Heather screamed when he went into his attack mode. She was grunting and squirming, trying to meet his thrusts. I had to hold her shoulders to keep her from being pushed across my lap from the force of his savage assault on her love box. Heather's head was rolling side to side, egging Sam on. "Don't stop, oh God Sam, give it to me. I want to feel your hot cum inside me. OH God, Sam I'm cumming again. Fill me up Baby, do it now. Make me cum again, do it Baby, fill me up, right now Sam, cum with me!" "Get ready Honey, here it comes. Right NOWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Sam froze, balls deep in that hungry cum loving snatch. Heather's eyes rolled back in her head as she screamed out in ecstasy. She was gasping for air as she humped against his hard cock. Finally, she went limp, her head rolling over on my panty covered sorry excuse for a cock, a small stream of drool causing a wet spot on my panties. Sam finally regained his senses and leaned forward to kiss her very gently. He pushed himself up and sat back on the couch to regroup and catch his breath. Once he recovered, he stood and picked Heather up. "Go get the bed ready. Have a pillow ready to put under her ass. We don't want all this cum to drain out on the bed, do we?" I hurried into the bedroom to turn down the bed and grab a pillow. I didn't bother crawling, I figured he wanted me to hurry. He was walking in just as I stepped back out of the way, with the pillow in my hand. He gently laid her down and I slipped the pillow under her, elevating her hips to try & keep his man juice inside her. "You can go find something to do. We'll call for you when she wakes up. I'm proud to say, you have quite a mess to clean up." I turned and started to leave when he stopped me. "On second thought, you can go ahead and clean me up while she takes her nap. I know you don't know anything about this type of thing, but when she wakes up, she will probably want to play with the cock that just gave her so much pleasure. And you know she doesn't like to play with a messy cock. Now get down on your knees and lick the cock of your wife's lover all clean and be snappy about it." I gave his flaccid cock a good tongue washing, including his pee-hole (at his insistence). When I was done, he put my leash in my mouth and climbed into bed with my wife. I understood, so I crawled out of the room and went back to check on the game. I had paused the TV during the pre-game show. The game should have started a 1/2 hour ago, so I fast forwarded through the talking & got to the opening kick-off. That's when I found out they were in a weather delay due to lightning near the stadium. I skipped through all I had saved on the DVR and when I got to live TV, it was still delayed. So much for watching the Fish today. I was just about to go out to the porch for a cigar when I heard Sam call out, "Limp Dick! Get your panty ass in here!" I crawled to bedroom and saw Sam half laying on my wife, kissing her & playing with her tits. Heather was definitely awake as I saw her hand stroking his cock while the other one was roaming over his back. Neither of them said a word as Sam took my leash & pulled me up on the bed and guided me to Heathers very messy pussy. A trickle of cum had escaped during her nap, so I went after that first. My flat tongue got most of what was trying to drip out. The only other sound I heard, other than my slurping at the creampie, was Heather's moans into Sam's mouth as they kissed. She really got revved up when I started sucking with my hard tongue as deep as I could get it into her red and abused honey pot. Sam took advantage of her mounting arousal by scooting up and offering his hardening cock to her eager mouth. Finally I slipped 2 fingers inside to get any cum that was left. Heather brought one foot up and pushed me away as Sam rolled over and gently slid his now hard cock back into her love nest. That was the routine for the rest of the day. I would be called in from time to time for clean-up duty or to get them a drink. The only time they got out of bed was bathroom breaks and when I ordered a platter of wings from the pizza place down the street. They sat at the table eating the wings. I was sent out to the porch to eat. Sam was wearing his boxers and Heather was only wearing my jersey. She said it was a waste of time for her put her panties back on. They both smiled when she said that. They went back to bed after eating. I had just put all the left overs in the fridge when Heather called out. "Panty Boy, get in here!" I crawled to the bedroom and saw both of them propped up against the headboard. Heather reached over & took off my collar & leash. "I think we're done with this for today. You have been a good Bitch for us. We're going to take a shower. Change these sheets and make sure my blue skirt & ivory blouse are ironed for tomorrow." I stayed on my knees while they got up & went into the bathroom. I thought I wouldn't have much time, so I quickly stripped the bed and put on clean sheets. Neither her skirt or blouse needed the iron, so I hung them on the rack she uses for her next-day clothes. Since I finished faster than I expected, I poured myself a bourbon and lit a cigar, reveling in thoughts of all that happened today. I was getting excited remembering watching her face as Sam took to heaven, watching them kiss, which I love to see and seeing her face while I cleaned her up. They had been in there for 45 minutes and I was thinking they must have ran out of hot water by now, when they both walked out, him fully dressed and Heather in the jersey & heels. Heather spoke 1st, "Did you enjoy your self today Dickless? I promise you, I sure did." Sam just stood there smiling, nodding his head in agreement. "I am proud of you for the way you acted and how well you took your punishment. I've laid some things out for you on the bed. Go change & meet us back out here. Oh, you might want to wash your face, it's covered in dried cum." They were both laughing as I walked back inside. I was shocked when I got to the bedroom. She had set out a pair of shorts, tighty-whities (which I only wear with shorts), a polo shirt and my deck shoes. I quickly washed my face and got dressed. I went back to the porch & found a fresh drink waiting for me and, as usual, Heather & Sam kissing. They broke the kiss when they realized I was there. Heather relit my cigar and brought it to me, giving me a nice kiss as she did. She went back to her seat next to Sam and took a long sip from her drink, like she was trying to summon up her courage. "Dave, Sam would like to discuss something with you. I will let you know my feelings on it after you guys finish your discussion. I don't want to influence your decision. Sam?" "Dave, I'll just get to the heart of the matter. I have a Time-Share in Hilton Head. I was wondering if you guys would join me this year. It will be the first week of January. It's a 2 bedroom unit. I'm hoping you'll say yes to Heather & I taking the Master bedroom & you sleeping in the spare room, for the whole time. No one will know you two, so Heather & I could act like a couple out in public & you would be just a friend we invited along. Am I pushing too far here? Is this something you would consider?" "Sam, you know this sounds a lot like what Rick wanted to do. Like he thought he could take my wife away from me. You know how that turned out. Heather & I will have to discuss this, but I see one big difference between you & Rick. That difference being......."