5 comments/ 8010 views/ 2 favorites Cuckold Chronicles 20: Sam Pt. 07 By: deltonaman2man Max and Rita They both came out to the living room wearing matching robes. Max came up to me and shook my hand. "I know this is the first time you've done this without your wife, how did we do in our part? Did we go too far? Did you enjoy yourself?" "Yes Sir, I enjoyed it a lot. You guys were great. All I have to say is: I'm going to be a busy Clean-Up Bitch tomorrow." Rita kissed my forehead, the only part of my face that wasn't covered in cum, and sent me on my way. I silently let myself into Sam's condo. I peeked in their bedroom and they were asleep, spooning. Sam had a breast in his hand. I went to my room & got undressed. I took off the sleeve and put my panties back on. I dreamed that night of what new things tomorrow would bring. I awoke to the feeling of something warm and wet on my face. I opened my eyes & noticed it was still dark. Heather was lying next to me, gently cleaning my face with a washcloth. Once she had wiped away most of the dried spunk, she tossed the washcloth to the side and cuddled up next to me, kissing me softly on the lips. I slipped an arm across her back as she got closer. I recognized the shirt she was wearing as the same one Sam had worn to dinner. My hand confirmed she wasn't wearing panties. "Did you enjoy yourself, being loaned out like that?" "Well, they did treat me the way I like to be used, but I would have liked it better if you had been there." "That settles it then. I won't do it again. I regretted it as soon as we got back. Sam told me to go get you if I felt I had made a mistake about sending you over there, but I decided that you would leave if you didn't like it. We stayed up for a couple of hours, waiting to see if you would call it off. When you didn't come back, we went to bed." "Were you serious when you said you & Sam weren't going to have sex last night? That you weren't going to need me for clean up?" "According to Bill Clinton, we did not have sex. We were both a bit randy after what happened at dinner, so we took care of each other orally. What time did you come back here?" "Around midnight I think, I'm not sure." Heather gave me a deep tongue on tongue kiss and scrunched up her face. "You need to get cleaned up, you smell like stale cum and your breath could drop an ox in its tracks. I probably have a bit of cock breath myself. It's a little after 6, why don't we go take a shower? Then we can go out to breakfast, just you & me." "That sounds great to me. I'm going to brush my teeth first, and then I'll meet you in the shower. Is Sam going to join us in the shower?" "No, even if he is awake, this is my time with my husband." Heather gave me a peck on the lips and headed for her bedroom to start the shower. I stripped off my panties and went into the 1/2 bath across the hall from my room & brushed my teeth. As I headed toward their room, I stopped at the linen closet & grabbed a fresh towel, then quietly continued into the bedroom & the bathroom. Sam was still sleeping, lying on his side, facing away from me. Looking at his tanned ass, I wondered once again how he could sunbathe nude without burning some vital parts. Heather was already in the shower by the time I got there. I hung my towel on the hook, pulled back the curtain and stepped into the shower. Heather was facing me, tilting her head back under the water, rinsing the shampoo from her hair. Her eyes were closed so she didn't see me come in. I suppose she also didn't hear me with the water hitting her head. She seemed a little surprised when my hands went around her waist. She opened her eyes, smiled at me and wrapped her arms around my neck, giving me a deep kiss. Once she broke the kiss, she picked up the conditioner and poured some in her hand and massaged it into her hair. I picked up the bottle of body wash and squirted a hefty amount onto her loofah and started at her shoulders, lathering her up, spending a bit too long on her wet inviting breast. She gave me a minute to play there before twisting away from my fun. It was her way of saying that the roughness of the loofah had over stayed its welcome. I wrapped my arms around her, washing and scratching her back with her shower tool. I went to my knees while washing her ass and hips. I was kissing her belly as I slid my hands up and down her legs, making the suds cover her glistening skin. When her hands came down to hold my head in place, I soaped up her arms. I had one more place to clean, so I put my hand between her legs and gave one last swipe, starting between her ass cheeks and ending just below her navel. She gave a slight gasp as I dragged it across her clit. She pulled me gently by my hair until I was standing again. While we were kissing, she took the loofah from me and began scrubbing my back. I was squeezing her ass while she washed my arms when I felt cold air on my back. I looked over my shoulder and saw Sam watching us with only his head inside the shower. "Is there room in there for one more?" he said with a grin on his face. Heather leaned around me and smiled at him. "I'll have to give you a rain-check on that. This is our private time. I'll be spending all day with you, but this is our time." As she said that, she was sliding down to her knees, rubbing the soapy sponge up & down my legs. My crotch got a thorough cleansing as well. I guess she wanted to make sure it was clean because the next sensation I felt was her warm mouth engulfing my barely hard little stub. With her tongue swirling around and her humming, I didn't stand a chance. Two minutes into it and I blew my small but very satisfying load into her mouth. She held my little dick tight in her mouth while she swallowed repeatedly. I tried to pull her up to her feet, but she wrapped her arms tighter around my waist and pushed her face harder into my pelvis. A minute later she took my hand and pulled herself up into my arms, kissing me deeply. There was hardly any trace of my cum left in her mouth. As we were kissing, she stepped backwards, pulling me with her under the quickly cooling water coming from the shower. I turned the hot water a bit higher and it started warming instantly. We rinsed off all the soap and just kissed and groped each other for another minute or so. Heather finally stepped back & shut off the water. I stepped out and picked up Heather's towel, handing it to her. I dried myself while she was patting herself dry. I went in for another kiss, but she stopped me at arm length. "We'll never get to breakfast this way. Go get dressed; I have to dry my hair." "What do you want me to wear? I noticed you didn't pack me any underwear, so I need to know what panties I should be in." "I don't want my husband in panties. You wore boxers on the way here. If they're still clean, wear them. If they aren't, go commando. You can figure out the rest. Now get out of here so I can get ready." I left her to take care of those mysterious female things that take 5 times longer than a man would spend. I wrapped my towel around my waist and went to my room. I noticed Sam wasn't in bed as I left. I didn't let that stop me from getting dressed for my breakfast date with my wife. I checked my boxers and since I didn't see any "skid marks", I put them on. I went to the bath across the hall, combed my wet hair and shaved. I returned to my room & finished dressing. I grabbed a cigar and a cup of coffee and went out on the balcony to wait for Heather. I saw Sam sitting on the couch as I passed through the living room. The TV was on but the volume was down real low. He seemed to be asleep so I tried to keep quiet. I was sitting on the balcony enjoying the sunrise over the Atlantic, lost in my thoughts about last night & what today would hold in store. I was brought back to the present by the door sliding open. Sam came out with a cup of Joe & sat down. "I hope I didn't wake you? I was trying to be quiet." "No, not at all; I was awake, I saw you come out here. I went into the bedroom, but Heather shooed me out. She wouldn't even kiss me good morning. She said this is her time with you. I'm guessing you're in Dave mode right now, right? "Yes I am. We're going out to breakfast & then I'm sure she'll want to do some shopping and sight-seeing, maybe even walk on the beach. Did you have anything planned for today? "I was hoping to take Heather out to play golf this morning. I have an 8 o'clock tee time with Max & Rita. Guess it will have to be a 3some instead, unless we can find someone hanging around the clubhouse looking for a partner." "From what I've heard, you've had plenty of 3somes with Max & Rita," I said with a grin. "That's true, but we were hoping for a 4some with Heather and I don't just mean on the golf course," he retorted returning my grin. "I'm sure that will happen later, but it's just as well she's busy this morning. She doesn't like golf. I've tried many times to get her to join me on the links, but she won't. She tried a few times years ago, but it didn't take. I can offer this though. Why don't we meet you guys at the 19th Hole say around, Noon? We can have lunch and then maybe you could take her down to walk on the beach? After she goes shopping, I'm sure my legs are going to feel like rubber. You'll be able to do what you said you wanted. The two of you will be able to walk around in public looking like a couple, holding hands etc. I'll mention it to her while we're out if you like." "That sounds like a good plan. I'll call Max now & run it past him. Give me a call around 11. We're only playing the front 9, so we should be about done by then." "About done with what?" We both turned and saw Heather standing at the door. She was dressed casual yet stylish. Her 3" heels and skin tight jeans showed off her toned legs and desirable ass. The emerald green blouse was a perfect match for her eyes, unbuttoned just enough to show her ample cleavage. Her hair & makeup were as impeccable as ever. Sam stood up to answer her. "We were talking about meeting up for lunch. I was going to ask you to join Max, Rita and me for a round of golf this morning, but Dave tells me you already have plans, plus you don't like golf." "He's right on both counts, but I thought a golf course only has 18 holes? Where in the hell does a 19th hole come into play? A tie-breaker?" When Sam & I finished laughing, I explained that it was the bar & grill at the clubhouse. Heather didn't seem to join in on our humor. I decided we should head out, so I took Heather's hand and said to Sam, "We need to get to breakfast. Sam, you should call me when you guys head to the 9th tee, you know, golf etiquette and all, then I can give you an ETA as to when we can be there. Sound good to you Sam?" Sam nodded his head as I pulled Heather towards the door. I didn't stop even as I felt her try to pull back in Sam's direction. "What's the big hurry? I didn't even get to give him a kiss goodbye!" "I noticed that too. As you said, this is your time with your husband and I don't plan to waste a minute of it. I have a surprise for you after we eat. No more questions, I'm starving." "Are you upset about something? You seemed fine when you went to get dressed. Did Sam say or do something before I came out?" "Not in the least. On the contrary, I liked it when you told him to leave the bedroom because you were spending the morning with your husband. That made me feel good. I just felt that needed to be reinforced to Sam, that's all. I even made a date for you later to stroll down the beach with him." We were pulling into the Perkin's lot so the discussion was cut short. Over breakfast I told her about the tourist area called Harbor Town. I knew this next bit of information would seal the deal. They have a lighthouse and you can climb to the top. She got excited and hurried through the rest of her meal. On the way to Harbor Town, I told her about the rest of my conversation with Sam. She didn't seem so much interested in Sam as she was in the shopping district. She couldn't wait for me to stop the car so she could get out. We headed straight to the lighthouse of course. We toured the museum and she climbed the stairs to the top. Because of my problems, I stayed on terra firma and waved at her when she walked out on the observation deck. Thirty minutes later, she joined me back in the gift shop. We were leisurely strolling through the quaint shops and boutiques when my phone rang. It was Sam saying they were approaching the 9th hole. I told him we would meet them in about an hour at the club. They were already sitting at a table when we got there. The restaurant part had floor to ceiling pane glass windows looking out at the 1st tee. Sam & Max stood as we reached the table. Sam gave her a light peck on the cheek and sat back down. Max tried to kiss her on the lips but she turned her head, offering her cheek instead. He shook my hand and leaned in a bit to ask me in a low voice, "What's your name this morning, Limp Dick?" I lost my smile and I started to answer him when Heather spoke up. "I'm sorry, where are my manners. Max? Rita? I don't believe you've met my husband, Dave. Dave, this is Rita and Max. They are dear friends of Sam's." Max had a look of total confusion on his face. Sam jumped in with the explanation. "I made the same mistake the first time too. It may sound confusing but it really isn't. You see, he has Dave time and he has Bitch time. If he has panties on, he is in Bitch mode." Max still looked lost. "How am I supposed to know if he is Dave or Cum Slut?" This time Heather answered him. "Just ask him of course. When you see him for the 1st time, like now, just ask what his name is, or what are you? I know it's new to you, but the key was I introduced him as Dave." Rita jumped into the conversation with her question. "Heather, I am amazed that you can go from loving wife to demeaning Mistress so easily. How can you turn it on & off so quick?" "Turning off the Mistress, as you say, is the easy part. That isn't me deep down inside. I really don't like treating him like that, but that's what he wants. Turning her on is the hard part. Sam, no need for one of your snide comments about turning me on. So, suffice it to say, I love my husband very much and I'll fight like a junk yard dog to defend and protect him, like I know he would do for me. I hope all this makes sense to you." "It makes sense to me," Max said. "Dave, I'm sorry if I was out of line. I just didn't understand the dynamics, that's all." "No offense taken Max. Like you said, you didn't know. Now I could use a drink & something to eat." The lunch went great. There was no grab-ass going on under the table, no making fun of me, just pleasant conversation. I found out Max owned a construction company in Las Vegas and Rita was a Blackjack dealer at a big casino. Max, as it turned out, used a lot of the hardware I manufacture and sell nationwide. The businessman in me realized that this trip just became a tax write-off for all of us. Heather finally broke up our business lunch by declaring, "Someone promised me a walk on the beach. Dave, you ready to go?" "I'm sorry, Honey, I'm going to have to beg off. My legs just aren't up to it right now. I need to lie down & rest for a while. Sam, would you mind filling in for me?" "Hell no, I don't mind. Who would pass up a chance to be walking down the beach with a beautiful woman? You guys want to join us?" "No thanks," Max said, "I'd like to talk with Dave a bit, if he's up to it." "I'll have to pass as well," chimed in Rita, "I have a massage scheduled for 2 o'clock. I want to be nice & relaxed for our party tonight." Since everyone had made plans, we all stood up, getting ready to go our separate ways. Heather handed me her key to the room in case I decided to go to the room before they got back. Sam was the only one who noticed Heather was wearing heels. "Don't you think we ought to go to the room so you can change your shoes? Heels and sand don't work too well together and it's too cold to go barefoot." "No need for that, I always keep a pair of sneakers in the car." Rita gave Max a peck on the cheek as she left. Heather gave me a nice kiss before she and Sam walked away, with their arms around each other's waists. Max & I went into the bar and found a corner with two overstuffed chairs and a table. We talked a bit about both of our businesses. I mentioned that since construction had started getting stronger again, I had been thinking about opening a distribution center somewhere in the mid-west. "What about Vegas?" Max asked, getting quite interested in the idea. "Vegas is the 2nd strongest market for new construction right now. Only Houston is doing better and Phoenix is right behind us. Hell, Vegas would give you coverage from the Mississippi to the Pacific." He gave me a lot to think about. I got his card and told him I wanted to keep in touch after we all go home. I also told him I had to get my people together and design a plan for the expansion I had been dreaming about for 20 years. I finished up my drink and took my leave of Max. Between all the walking we did earlier and two meals I had had, I was rather tired, so I decided to go to the room and rest, maybe even take a nap. Once I was back in the room, I grabbed a beer and sat out on the balcony enjoying a stogie and gazing out over the ocean. I caught myself dozing off, so I went inside and laid down on my bed. I really must have been tired because the next thing I knew was feeling the bed shift from someone's weight. I rolled over & saw Heather joining me. "You're back. What time is it?" "It's 3:30. We have about 30 minutes before we have to get up & get dressed. Let's just lay here & cuddle, shall we?" I put my arm around her shoulder and held her tight before drifting off again. I awoke a short time later to an empty bed. I saw a pair of panties and the sleeve set out for me on top of the dresser. I checked my watch & noticed it was 4:30 now. Heather said we had to get up at 4 to get dressed. I quickly stripped and put on the sleeve and panties. They proclaimed my name for the night was to be CLEAN-UP-BITCH. I walked out of the room looking for Heather. I found her & Sam sitting on the couch watching TV. She was leaning against him, his arm around her shoulder. She had one hand on her lap and the other was resting on his thigh. Heather was wearing a peach colored silk blouse and a dark blue skirt that showed a lot of stocking covered leg, topped off with 4" blue heels. Sam was casually dressed in slacks, a long sleeved dress shirt and loafers. Heather smiled at me as she said, "It's about time. I thought I was going to have to wake you up again." "I'm sorry; I guess I was more tired than I thought." "Are you feeling OK? We don't have to..." "NO, NO, I'm fine. I'm wide awake now. Again, I'm sorry I overslept." "Well, you're here now. I knew it wouldn't take you long to be dressed for the party, so no harm done. Now come over here so we can check out your panties." I walked over in front of them, faced away from them and bent at the waist, my hands on my knees. The next sensation I felt was a hand caressing my panty covered ass. From the size of the hand and the softness of the touch, I knew it was Heather. I also realized Sam would never touch my ass like that. I felt her grab the material and pull it together and up into my ass crack, making it look like a thong. I knew what was coming, so I was prepared when her hand landed with force on my bare ass. I wasn't near as ready when a larger stronger hand connected with my exposed skin on the other cheek, with much more force. Heather smoothed my panties back out and used her foot to push me away. I started to walk away when I heard one of them snap their fingers. I turned around to see Heather pointing to the carpet at her feet. I went down on all fours and crawled back to sit at her feet. She was smiling so sweetly as she slipped off a shoe and rested her foot on my shoulder, allowing me to see the blue thong she was wearing. Cuckold Chronicles 20: Sam Pt. 07 "We need to talk about tonight. The only plan we have is Max & Rita are bringing a bucket of chicken and all the fixin's for dinner. You will serve us our dinner, then you can eat. As soon as they arrive, you are in servant mode, tending to all our needs. It may seem silly since the beds are going to get messed shortly, but appearances must be upheld, so get your panty ass in there and make both the beds presentable." Sam spoke up as I was getting to my feet. "Hold on Clean-up Bitch. We have to do something about that name. I know that is what he is going to be tonight and it is apropos, but it's a mouthful. We need something simpler. Heather, what do you think about calling him CUB? That's a lot easier to say." "CUB makes me think of a bear, not my limp dick husband. How about something cute. I know! Cubby, from the old Mickey Mouse Club? He was so cute and our little bitch here has such a little boy pee-pee. That sounds more like him. What do you say?" "I say, Cubby it is! You got that Bitch? Your name is Cubby for short. Now get in there and take care of the beds. If they show up before you're done, come out and take care of our dinner then finish your job before you eat. Now go!" I went to their bedroom, made the bed and took care of the clothes lying about. My bed didn't take much work since I napped on top of the blankets. I walked back to the living room intending to grab a beer while we waited for their guest. I walked in to see Heather and Sam kissing, her hand on his crotch and his hand full of her breast. Just as I entered the kitchen, there was a knock on the door. Sam and Heather both stood up, straightening out their clothes. I had already turned back around when Sam said, "Let them in Cubby." I checked the peephole in the door & saw it was Max & Rita. I opened to door to let them in. Rita was first to come in, handing me a bag from KFC. She walked right in without acknowledging me. Max followed her in and shoved the bucket of chicken into my chest and ignored me just as his wife had. As I took the food to the kitchen, I glanced over to see Rita give Heather a hug and a kiss on the cheek. It took a couple of minutes for me to open all the containers and get out the plates. I looked over to see Heather & Max standing, engaged in a serious liplock and Sam with Max' wife on the couch making out. The table only sat 4, so I put a fork at each seat. I knew what Heather would want so I fixed her plate. I knew Sam liked the breast, so I put one on another plate. I fixed my plate and sat it aside. I didn't know what the others would want so I went back to the living room. I grabbed the notepad and pencil from next to the phone on my way through. They had all calmed a bit when I walked in. They were all sitting on the couch talking. Well actually 3 of them were, Heather sitting on Max' lap. Heather looked over at me and asked, "Is dinner ready, Cubby?" All 4 of them started snickering at that. "No Ma'am. I don't know what they want on their plates. I already have yours prepared." The other 3 promptly told me what they wanted so I went back to the kitchen to finish up. Just a few moments later, I was back saying the food was ready. It was a small square table so I had the plates laid out to make sure it was boy-girl-boy-girl. Rita was first to reach the table, so I pulled out a chair for her. When Heather came in, holding hands with Max, I pulled her chair out as well. After they all said they were fine, I got my plate and sat on the floor at Heather's feet. From my advantage point on the floor, I was eye level just below the table. Rita must have realized I could see everything under the table. She hiked up her micro skirt and spread her knees for my viewing pleasure. As if they had a pre-determined signal, both ladies slipped of their heels. They both extended their legs and began stroking the men's legs with their stocking feet. Sam and Max stopped talking suddenly and the ladies started giggling at their shocked expressions. Since I had already had 2 big meals today, I wasn't very hungry, so it wasn't a surprise that I finished first. I got up & took my plate to the kitchen. When I got back to the table, they all had pushed their plates away and the girls were putting their shoes back on. I started to clean the table when Rita stopped me. "Before you do that, put some music on for us, I feel like dancing." I went over to the stereo and looked at his CD collection. Right on top was probably a pre-requisite for every bachelor's apartment: Mellow Gold; Love Songs from the 70's. I didn't even bother checking the playlist, I just popped it in and hit play. I went back to the dining nook as Billy Paul was singing, "Me and Mrs. Jones". On my last trip to the table I saw all 4 of them dancing. It would appear Heather had decided Max would be the first to sample her charms tonight. I say this because they were glued together while they danced slowly. Max had one hand on her ass and the other was holding her hand to his chest while he teased her nipple with his finger. Sam and Rita weren't just sitting around either. Sam's shoes and socks were already off. His shirt was unbuttoned. Rita's skirt was falling to the floor while she was giving Sam's nips a lot of attention. I went back to kitchen & started putting all the containers in the frig. I was mentally singing along with Three Dog Night's, "Pieces of April". I could hear some talking but couldn't make out what they were saying. I just finished wiping down the countertops when I heard Max call me. "Cubby, get in here!" Max & Heather were alone in the living room. Heather was still dressed, sans her blouse and skirt. Max was only in his slacks and opened shirt, and underwear I suppose. He was behind Heather, kissing her neck and massaging her breast. He stopped his kissing long enough to address me. "I've been told that since I'm with your wife, it is my job to humiliate you the way you like. Is that true?" I nodded my head slowly. "Well, since you aren't man enough to satisfy your wife, I'm going to have to do it myself, with your help of course. Follow us to the bedroom." He stepped out from behind her and put his arm around her waist. Heather stopped him and whispered something in his ear. Max looked back at me and said, "Crawl Cubby. Down on your knees; remember your place, Bitch!" I went to my knees following them down the hall. Max started to turn into my bedroom when Heather pulled back. "Let's join them. I've never seen Sam fuck another woman. I want to see if he does to her what he does to me. It's a king sized bed, there's plenty of room." Max smiled as they continued down to the Master bedroom. We entered the room to find Sam & Rita intertwined in each other's arms, franticly caressing the other's body. Rita still had her heels and stockings on. The 3 of us watched as he traced circles all over her belly while she kissed him and stroked his cock. Max broke our awe inspired silence. Tugging on Heather's bra he said, "Get this out of my way." I reached up and unhooked the front, pulling it open. He slid the straps off her shoulder and down her arms. He brought it around and put it on my shoulders putting one strap through the other and pulled a cup through as well. He yanked on the loose strap and let go. "I think that might work as a collar & leash for later if we need it." I heard 3 people snickering over that. Sam & Rita had taken a break to watch. Once her "girls" were freed, Max made a nose dive into the Valley of Lust. While he was feasting, Heather's hand found his crotch. She squeezed his iron hard cock through his pants. Turning to me, she hissed, "Get these pants off. I've been thinking about this for 24 hours now." I quickly loosened his pants and pulled them down over his feet. She moved her hand as I pulled off his briefs, but kept it hanging about 6" from his cock. I realized she wanted me to put it back in place. I took her hand and wrapped it back around his hard cock, squeezing it as I did. She broke her kiss with him long enough to whisper, "Slap his face with your cock. Show him what a real man's cock feels like. Smear it all over. Make him smell your balls while you kiss his wife." Max smiled as he looked down at me. He grabbed his fuck stick and slapped me hard, back and forth on both cheeks several times. Heather grabbed my hair while he rubbed that hard rod and his balls all over my face. I was in heaven! Max turned his attention back to Heather. He turned her toward the foot of the bed and nudged her to climb on and lay down. He followed right behind her. All four of them were now in bed. Heather & Rita were side by side, Sam was already fucking his date slowly. Max was on the outside, half on top of my wife. He was gently rubbing her still thong covered pussy. After a couple minutes of heavy kissing and groping, Max ordered me to remove my wife's panties so he could take care of her. While I was doing that, he moved up and offered Heather's mouth his cock. She accepted it eagerly. I moved out of the way with her panties in my hand. Heather and Rita were both only wearing their stockings and heels; a very erotic sight to behold. Sam had picked up speed and Rita was moaning and jerking about. Max and Heather decided she had pleasured him enough and now it was her turn. He slid down her body, pausing only long enough to lick and suckle on both nipples before he spread her legs and dove at her aching womanhood. The bed was really rocking now. Heather was humping Max' face and Sam was pumping Rita hard, making her bounce with every thrust. Max reached over and grabbed my bra strap/leash and shoved my mouth onto his hard cock to get it wet. It didn't take long for him to push me away so he could mount my wife and give her what I couldn't. At the same time Max speared my love, Sam shifted positions with Rita. Heather screamed out in ecstasy while Rita moaned about Sam pulling his cock out of her. Sam got behind Rita and roughly flipped her on her side, facing Heather. He held her leg out and slipped his hunky sausage back into her love box. The force of her turning over and combined with his re-entry, threw her arm over on Heather, putting her hand on Heather's belly. Both women were gasping for air from the wild fucking they were getting. Heather was starting her 1st orgasm when Rita started moving her hand up to Heather's bouncing tits. Her touch was very gentle as only a woman would know the secret touch of a sensitive nipple. Heather was so far gone she didn't know who was groping her but she knew she liked it. Sam's hard thrust had inched Rita closer to Heather. It wasn't long before she was able to latch on to a moving nipple and suck it into her mouth. Both men were pumping so hard and fast they were almost a blur. Heather was screaming in the throe of another climax. The combination of Rita's mouth, Heather's muscles clamping down on his rod and I guess, the fact it was his 1st time with Heather, pushed Max over the edge. He let out a deep growl and filled her with his thick hot cum. Heather was launched into another convulsion feeling his hot seed fill her up. Max held still for a minute before pulling out and laying down beside Heather. Somewhere during her release, Heather had put her arm around the head that was sucking on her hard nub. Rita's hand came up to play with my wife's other breast while Sam was still pounding her. Max motioned me over so I crawled to the side of the bed and began licking his cock clean. After I had taken the length into my mouth a few times, he pushed me away and pointed to Heather's messy cunt. I gently bent her knees and planted her heels on the bed. I slid up to her leaking junction and started lapping up the mess. She had a steady stream of cum trickling down to her ass. Heather was moaning more and more, moving her hips on my face. Max knelt by her head and tilted it toward his half hard cock. She devoured it like she hadn't eaten in days. I was just finishing cleaning her when Sam grunted and unloaded his spunk into Rita's love tunnel. Sam retrieved his tool and stood next to the bed. I crawled over and cleaned him as well. He reached over and held Rita's leg up since she was still on her side. I was able to slip in and clean her messy gooey money-maker. She was still licking and sucking on Heather while I performed my duty. When she started humping my face, Sam pulled me back and I once again knelt at the foot of the bed. Heather finally realized all the movement had stopped. She took Max' cock from her mouth and looked down, shocked when she saw it was Rita sucking on her tit. Rita looked up and smiled. Heather smiled back and nudged her away. She pushed Max back and got out of bed. "I need to pee and I could do with a smoke and a drink. Cubby, give me my panties and Max' shirt. Have a wine cooler ready for me in the living room." The rest of them had me put their underwear back on them and went out to the living room. Rita picked up on Heather's attire and had me put Sam's shirt on her. I started to leave when I heard someone snap their fingers. I turned around and saw Max pointing to the floor next to his feet. I went back and got down on the floor. He slipped his fingers into the strap that made my makeshift lease and started walking out of the room. Once again I was the source of their laughter and I loved it. I had just handed Rita a wine cooler and the guys a beer when Heather came back out. I got one for myself and sat at the table away from them. Sam had his pipe packed with his favorite herb ready and waiting for Heather to return. He fired it up and took a hit, passing it to Heather, who in turn passed it to Rita. Sam looked over at me and said, "Cubby, since you don't imbibe, pick up all our clothes and fold them neatly. When that's done, straighten up the bed and use the spray in the room." I went back to the bedroom and picked up the men's pants, bringing them back and hooking them on the chairs they used at dinner. Back in the love nest, I stuffed Max' socks inside his shoes and picked up Rita's bra. I stopped in the hallway to grab Rita's blouse. I sat the shoes at the chair Max had sat in and hung Rita's blouse on the back of her chair. I laid her bra where her plate had been. I started in on the living room. Clothes were thrown all over the room. I took Heather's blouse and skirt to her chair, carefully folding her shirt in half and laying it on the table after I hung her blouse on the chair. Sam's shoes and socks along with Rita's skirt got the same treatment as all the other clothes. I made short order of the bed and spraying the room. I hadn't been able to hear much of their conversation. The CD was playing on a loop and right now it was Little River Band with "Reminiscing" coming through the speakers. I heard bits and pieces of the discussion about Rita sucking on Heather's tit. I picked up my beer and was going out on the balcony for a cigar when Sam called me back. "Cubby, would you like to join our conversation?" "No Sir, thank you for asking. I'll be outside if you need me." "What if I said, you can take off your panties and get dressed; to be Dave instead of Cubby?" "That would be an enigma for me, a catch-22 if you will. I would give anything to be healthy again, so I could join in on taking these 2 beautiful sexy women to new heights. But then, if I was healthy, I couldn't be your cum slut Bitch and I don't think I'd like that. You have no idea how much I love being treated this way. I thank all of you for indulging in my perverted fantasies." I started to get a little misty eyed so I turned back to head outside. I was stopped once again by Heather asking me to wait. She got up pulling Rita with her. They came to me and hugged me. Heather gave me a very deep loving kiss. She slid her lips across my cheek and down to my neck. Rita gave me a soft kiss on the lips whispering to me, "I don't think you're perverted, just real kinky, and I love it." Then she gave me as hot a kiss as Heather had. I felt 2 hands on my ass and 2 hands groping my tiny but hardening little cock. Heather backed off and Rita followed her lead. "You OK now Babe?" I nodded my head and she said, "Good, go out & have your cigar. When you get back we'll be ready for round 2." Heather gave me a peck on the lips and a slap on my ass and Rita did the same, then walked hand in hand back to the couch. I grabbed the blanket Heather keeps by the door and went out to the cold balcony. I kept the door open a bit in case they called for me. They were still talking and laughing while I enjoyed my cigar and listened to Linda Ronstadt sing "Blue Bayou". Their laughter got louder and I heard Heather say, "I'll have to be a lot higher than this if that is going to happen!" Rita was giggling a lot. She blurted out, "Hell yes! Sam fill up that bowl again!" About 10 minutes later I went in to get a glass for my bourbon. I hadn't noticed that Heather and Rita had changed places, now sitting with their sex partners for the evening. "Just in time Cubby", Max declared as I walked by. "We're going back to the bedroom." I didn't have to be told this time, I dropped to my knees and Max took hold of my leash. Rita was lying on the bed with her legs bent over the foot, a pillow under her head around the middle of the bed. Sam was standing between her legs and he took the leash from Max and pulled me over to his cock, shoving it in my mouth. He pumped in 5 or 6 times getting it wet with my spit and slobber. He pushed me away and slowly slid into Rita's willing love canal. Max and Heather were standing at the side of the bed kissing. I crawled over and waited at their feet. Max whispered in her ear, "You said you wanted to watch Sam fuck another woman so climb up there and watch while I give you what your husband can't. I like that this way I can watch him fuck my wife at the same time, everyone wins. NO, on your hands and knees so we can both see. Cubby, get my cock real wet so I can fuck your wife. That's enough; now get up there so you can feed my hard cock into your wife's velvet glove." Max adjusted her position, moving her horizontal to Rita, with her knees touching Rita's shoulders. Max nodded at me and I took his cock and slowly slid it into Heather's eager slit. I felt Rita's hand holding his balls as I let loose of his cock. Sam was standing while he plunged in and out of Rita. He managed to lean down and kiss Heather without missing a beat. Heather was moaning while she was rocked back and forth by Max' thrust. She was close to cumming and he knew it. Through his grunting Max managed to order me to get on the floor in front of Heather so I could see her face while he made her cum. I saw Max & Sam smile and nod their heads to each other. In one fluid motion, without disengaging from the girls, Sam grabbed Heathers shoulders and Max grabbed her hips. They picked her up and laid her on top of Rita. She tried to move but between Max ploughing into her and Rita holding her hips in place, she couldn't change her position. I think it was Rita's tongue on her clit coupled with Max' hard pounding that "dissolved her resolve". I looked for some sign of distress on Heather's face, prepared to stop this if she wanted, but I only saw her eyes riveted to the sight of Sam's cock disappearing inside of Rita. Sam pulled out long enough to bend down and kiss her, and then went right back to work. Sam gave her another five strokes and pulled out again and stood straight offering his wet cock to Heather's open mouth. The force of Max plugging her made his cock slip into her mouth. I could tell her tongue was playing with it because I could see her throat muscles at work. Sam pulled back out and went back to Rita, who gasped in pleasure at his return. A few strokes later he pulled out again, holding cock a little lower, maybe 3' off her mons. Heather leaned into it this time, taking it into her hungry mouth. Once again Sam gave Rita a few strokes before pulling out. This time he laid his cock on Rita's mound and Heather leaned over licking as much as she could. Rita increased her attack on Heather's clit while she was humping Sam's cock. Heather's chin was resting on Rita, waiting for Sam's cock to come back to her. Sam hooked Rita's legs at the knees and pushed forward, driving deeper into her. This motion put her clit less than an inch away from Heather's mouth. Heather watched for a few seconds before sticking out her tongue and tentatively giving her throbbing love button a quick suck. That little movement, that little gesture, was the catalyst that started a chain reaction. Rita screamed like a Banshee, clamping her pussy muscles down on Sam's cock, making him flood her with his seed. Max was so excited; he pumped Heather even harder in advance of his own cumming. When Rita got her breath back she clamped her mouth back on Heathers clit and sucked as hard as she could. That threw Heather over the cliff. Sam had a viselike grip on Rita's hips, filling her with his cum. With the wild thrashing of both women, Max was only able to deliver one shot into Heather before she was thrown to the side. The rest of his huge load ended up on Rita's tits. Cuckold Chronicles 20: Sam Pt. 07 Sam stepped back and staggered to the corner of the bed, falling on his back; his feet still on the floor. I looked over the scene at all four of them still breathing hard. Heather & Rita were still having small aftershocks, jerking from time to time. No one ordered me to, but I scooted over between Rita's legs and started licking at the river of hot cum flowing out of her well used pussy. I was trying to reach my tongue inside to get the last of it when her hand pushed me away. I crawled over to Sam and cleaned him quickly, then moved on to Max who was more accessible. He still had cum dribbling from his one-eyed monster so I engulfed him, sucking out the last of his man juice. Max climbed off the bed to give me room to tend to Heather. She didn't have enough cum inside her for it to flow out, so I had to suck as hard as I could to draw it out. Now that only left Rita's tits to lick clean. This part I was going to like. There wasn't room for me to kneel next to her so I straddled her hips and leaned down to feast, I mean clean, her cum splattered breast. I started by licking the cooling puddles and globs of cum. Rita was coming around at last. She stretched one hand out and caressed Heather's ass while her other hand held the back of my head. I looked up at her and she smiled, saying, "Take your time Cubby, don't rush." I felt like I was playing with her tits for an hour, but really it was only about 5 minutes. I didn't realize I had started to rub my panty covered little limp dick against Rita's belly until someone pulled my "leash" back and I felt a sharp swat on my ass. I was pulled backward till my feet hit the floor. Pressure on my shoulder told me I was to kneel down. I saw Heather sitting on the bed, rubbing her hand. Max was laying next to Rita, so I know Sam was holding my leash. Heather stuck out her feet and said, "Panties". I crawled around the bed and found them in pile along with Max' things. I put her panties in my mouth, laid Max' shirt on my shoulder, and crawled back to her. I stopped at her feet, slipping the panties on and pulling them up her toned legs. I rose to my knees and started to slip his shirt on her, but she brushed it away. "I want Sam's shirt, I'm his for the rest of the night." The four of them went back to the living room. Rita dressed as Heather did but the guys stayed naked. Heather went straight to the chair she kept by the door leading to the balcony, wrapping the blanket around her shoulders. I grabbed my jacket & slipped past her to go outside. Rita was the first one to speak. "Heather, I've had these 2 studs to myself lots of times. Would you like a little two-on-one action with them? I'm a little tired; I could use a break." "I'd love it! I don't want you to be left alone though. This will probably be my last hurrah for the night. How would you like to use Cubby while we're busy? Normally, he is only allowed to be used for clean up, but I think an exception can be made here. The only thing that still works properly is his tongue and he is very good at using it." "I like that idea. Send him over here when you're ready." That short exchange between the hotties was enough to get the guys stroking their rapidly hardening cocks. Sam got up & walked over to Heather. Max got up saying he had to pee. Sam leaned over and kissed my wife before straightening up and offering his now hard cock to her mouth. Max came back and set something on the end table before he joined Sam in front of Heather. She was licking, kissing and sucking both cocks at the same time. She finally pushed both of them away and motioned to me to come with her. As I stepped inside, she put her hand on my shoulder and guided me to my knees. She had me kiss both cocks. She grabbed my leash and led me to Rita. Rita took control and put my head on her belly. Heather turned back to the guys, smiling as her hips were gently swaying to The Temptations singing, "Just My Imagination (Running Away With Me)". She gave them a 'come hither' look and they quickly were by her side, slowly dancing; all three together. I couldn't see much because Rita had me unbuttoning her shirt and kissing her belly at the same time. Rita slipped the shirt off her arms and pushed my head down to her panties. She grabbed my hair while I was kissing her panty covered pussy. "Look at your wife Cubby. She seems to be enjoying herself." She turned my head to see Heather dressed as she was, wearing only her panties, stockings and heels, on her knees, sucking both cocks. I would say Yes, she was enjoying herself. I saw what had to have been a coordinated move; Sam took the hand that was stroking Max' cock and pulled her to her feet while at the same time, Max was sliding down her body kissing her legs and pulling off her panties. Max was kissing her ass and fingering her wet cunt while Sam was paying attention to her love pillows. Sam took both her hands while he kissed her and started backing up, never breaking the kiss. When he reached the couch, he laid down with his head against the armrest but still on the seat of the couch. Max helped her straddle Sam's face and I watched her face start to glow with pleasure. Max stepped forward and Heather took his cock back into her hungry mouth once again. Rita pulled my head back and had me pull off her panties. She whispered to me, "Make me cum. I'm not your wife. Do whatever you want to get me off. I don't care where you touch me. Just make sure your face is covered with my cum when we're through." After that pep talk, she shoved my face into her pussy. I started slow, licking her nether lips, brushing her taint with my tongue. I drug my fingernails up her belly, then down her sides and back up to her heaving tits, flicking her nipples before bringing my hands back to grab her ass. Rita had her gently holding my hair while I tended to her needs. Sam picked up Heather by her hips and slid her down his prone body, pushing her until her pussy reached his cock. She reached between her legs and positioned his manhood to allow it to slip in. Sam started pumping in and out while mauling her breast, straining his neck to suck on her inviting tits hanging in front of his face. Max was kneeling behind her caressing her ass and tonguing her winking brown eye in sync with Sam's thrust. Heather was matching Sam's thrust stroke for stroke with equal enthusiasm. Max must have felt the moment was right because he picked up whatever it was he laid on the table and squirted something on his hand. He coated his finger with it and lined up with her ass, trying to match their movement. While he was aiming his finger at her thrashing ass he was stroking his cock with his lubed up hand. Heather hardly even gasped when the finger went in. Max moved in closer holding his cock with one hand and her hip with the other. Sam stopped pumping long enough for Max to pull out his finger and place the head of his cock at her backdoor. Heather never stopped humping Sam, so her own actions sent his boner deep into her bowls eliciting and loud groan from her. Sam resumed his pumping and a couple of strokes was all it took for the 2 guys get into a rhythm of alternating strokes inside her. Heather was thrashing about, screaming in a constant onslaught of pleasure and orgasm. I didn't know what was going on, only that my wife was cumming again and again. Rita suddenly pushed me away and stood up. She went to the end of the couch, standing next to Sam & Heather's heads. She slipped her foot over Sam's head and sat on the armrest of the sofa. Her legs were spread as far as she could get them and she was diddling her clit. She slid as far forward as she could, dripping her juices on Sam's face. Sam took Heather's hands and gently pulled her toward him, making her lean down. I noticed her eyes were glazed over from the immense pleasure she had received. As she came closer, Rita guided her face to her dripping pussy. Sam & Max picked up their tempo, causing Heather's face to inch closer to Rita's prize box. I think Heather was acting on pure instinct at this point. She started licking and kissing Rita's special place. She stopped for a moment and began struggling against Sam, trying to get her hands free. I was already getting up to help her when Sam let loose of her hands. She brought them up quickly, not to push away, but to run them under Rita's thighs, throwing her legs over up on her shoulders, then diving right back in. Sam had the ideal seat to watch the show, but I could see Heather's tongue working fast from my angle. When she clamped down on Rita's clit, the dam broke, sending Rita over the edge. Sam followed soon after, taking Heather with him. Her spasms pulled Max into the sea of orgasms. Max collapsed on the floor. Heather passed out on top of Sam. I helped Rita off the sofa and she curled up next to Max. I went to the bathroom and brought back a wet warm washcloth to clean Heather and Max. Heather just pushed me away when I tried to clean her. Max and Rita were dozing on the floor. Sam couldn't move without disturbing Heather. I went & poured myself a bourbon. Heather finally started coming around about 10 minutes later. I was sitting in the chair Rita had been in; Max & Rita had since sat up & were leaning against the couch. Sam was still trapped under Heather. She pushed herself up and walked over next to me. She glared at her playmates and said, "I'm going to take a shower. You 3 conspired to use and manipulate me tonight. There is no way all that was not planned. I'm sleeping with Dave tonight. If you guys want to continue, go ahead, just not with me. Dave you can stay & serve them if you want. We can all meet tomorrow for lunch to discuss this if you like. Sam, if this upsets you, Dave & I can be gone within the hour." She turned and started for the bedroom with cum running down her leg before stopping at the corner of the short hallway. She stuck her head around and said, "You should have asked me, it could have been a lot more fun."