5 comments/ 9998 views/ 4 favorites Cuckold Chronicles: 19; Sam Pt. 6 By: deltonaman2man "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......." I paused for a few seconds to make sure I chose my words carefully. "you showed me respect by asking if I would want to do it. You didn't use Heather to try and butter me up first. It's interesting that you should suggest this. It's close to the only fantasy I have that we haven't played out. Give us a day or two to talk it over. I have some thinking to do, so I'll leave you two alone for a while. I'll be on the back porch having a bourbon & a cigar." Ten minutes later, Heather came out to join me. "Where's Sam," I asked as she fixed herself a drink. "He left. He said he felt some tension in the air & he thought it best if he left us to talk things over. Is there tension in the air? Are you upset about what he said?" "No, not at all. I'm just running things through my mind, playing it all out in my head." "So you are considering it?", she asked excitedly. "Of course I'm considering it. You know I don't make rash decisions. I'm not saying we should do it, but I am mulling over the idea. It would seem like you want to do it though. If we are going to do this, I'm going to insist on a few conditions of my own. I will say this much. I don't think we should talk about it today. We are both still riding high from todays activities. I want us thinking with our heads and not our loins." "As usual, you are the voice of reason in our world of lust and sex. We can discuss it when I get home tomorrow night. For right now, I'd like to take you to bed and spend some time making my husband feel good, before we both fall asleep." "Another attempt to convince me to take Sam up on his proposal?" "My proposal has nothing to with his proposal. I had a wonderful time today and you were a big part of that. I want to spend some special time with you. Is that so hard to understand? Now, I'm exhausted and going to bed. It's up to you whether or not I go to sleep straight away." She stood up and walked to the bedroom. I finished my drink & followed her, about 3 minutes later. She was waiting for me in bed, wearing only her panties and new anklet. I stripped down to my underwear and joined her. We both rolled over on our sides at the same time, embracing each other and meeting for a gentle but passion filled kiss. My hands were softly running up & down her back, gently squeezing her barely covered ass. I eased her onto her back and kissed my way down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses to her heaving breast. While I was feasting on those love pillows that got so much attention today, I grazed my fingernails across her belly, to her well worked over pussy. Just as I started to slip my hand underneath her waistband, she stopped me, shifting her weight as she pushed me onto my back. "I've had more than enough pleasure today. This is all about your pleasure." She put her hand on my crotch and squeezed my little guy, adding, "Unless we can get this soldier to stand at attention. Now let me do all the work. You just lay there & think about what we have done all weekend." She was still rubbing my cock and massaging my balls as she started planting kisses on my chest while heading for my groin, whispering to me as she went. "Think about all the orgasms I've had since Wednesday afternoon. Rob & I in his living room, with you watching. Thursday was the best Thanksgiving ever, thanks to you & Sam making me cum so many times." By now she had pulled off my underwear and was licking my cock & balls, looking up into my eyes as she continued her narrative. "I've never had so much fun putting up decorations on my birthday as I did on Friday. You, Sam & Rob making me "airtight" as you called it, that was amazing! I feel you getting a little hard Honey. Come on, make it hard for me. Did you like me paying off your bet with Rob on Saturday? Did you enjoy eating my pussy while I sucked off your best friend? How about today? Was that the way you like to be treated? I thought Sam took to his role very well. I know he treated me very well. Oh Dave, I feel you are even harder now. We're almost there, a little harder and I can finally be fucked by my husband again. You want that, don't you? I'll be your slut, if that's what you want. Get a little harder Baby & I'll be your slut. You can take me in any hole you want. Almost there Hon...." Her last words were cut off as I blasted the biggest load of cum that I have had in years, into her mouth, catching her off guard. She got a rope across her nose & one on her cheek before she could get my cock back in her mouth. I was caught off guard as well. I was so intent listening to her, that I didn't realize until it was too late that I was going to cum. While I recovered, Heather stayed down there, licking and sucking on my cock. She had one last surprise for me. She did something she has done to me many times. She took my hand and had me hold my cock, while she guided my cock with her hand, to the cum going across her nose. She got as much cum as she could smear on my cock, then had me put it in her mouth to clean it. She released my hand and waited for me to continue on my own. Using my cock, I wiped up the strand of cum from her cheek & fed it to her. She then used her own fingers to get any that was left on her face and slid them into her mouth, using her tongue to lick off a small drop that was on her chin. Heather finally slid up my body, laying on top of me, while she kissed me. Usually, when someone cums in her mouth, she kisses me to shove the cum into my mouth, so I have to swallow it. This time, all I got was the taste of cum, she had swallowed it all. When we broke the kiss, we both at the same time whispered "I love you." She got up and went into the bathroom to clean up. By the time she returned to bed, I was out like a light. I woke up Monday morning a bit disoriented. It was daylight outside and Heather wasn't in bed. I figured I had forgotten to set the alarm & she had woke up on her own. I got up & was surprised there weren't any panties set out for me. I threw on my robe & went looking for Heather. I went to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee & found a note from my bride. "Honey, I went in early to catch up on my work. I turned off the alarm so you didn't have to get up early. I know you notice every little detail, so let me assure you, I didn't forget to lay something out for you today. I want my husband today, not a panty clad bitch. We will be having a serious discussion this evening & I want you to be Dave, my husband, not Limp Dick the cuckold. Why don't you make this a Dave Day. Go to the Lodge or the VFW. There's nothing around the house that can't wait for tomorrow. There's just enough leftovers from Thanksgiving for another meal. If you can, take everything out of the fridge around 5, to take the chill off it. See ya about 6. I love you, Heather Well, that cleared up a few mystries. Now I was lost. I'm not used to being idle all day. I had another cup of coffee and decided to go out. I hadn't been to the office in several months, so I headed that way. I knew my son wouldn't be there, he doesn't come home til tonight, but I figured I'd pop in anyway. It was a very unproductive day for me. I spent an hour at the office saying hello to everyone, then hit the VFW to listen to the old vets tell the same stories I've heard a hundred times. I had a couple slices of pizza at a place down the street, then went home & took a nap. As I said, unproductive. For the 1st time since I retired, I had hoped there might be a problem at the office that they needed me to take care of, but no, everything was running like clockwork. Late that afternoon, I took the food out of the fridge & laid it out on the table to get to room temperture. I was soon relaxing in my chair, watching the Duke defend the Alamo. I had lost track of the time and I soon heard Heather singing, "Davy, Davy Crockett, King of the wild frontier" and busting out laughing. She was standing beside me, so I grabbed her hand and pulled her onto my lap. I kissed her even though she was still laughing. She was still on my lap when I asked, "So, how was your day"? "I'm glad I went in early. A lot of things got left behind because people wanted to start the long weekend. It was hectic til about noon, then it calmed down. Now tell me what did you do today?" I gave her all the boring details of my boring day. Finally I helped her up & offered to get her a drink while she changed. "A Pepsi will be fine. I would like to eat soon, I'm starving." I got her drink & grabbed a beer for me. I took the lids off the food & grabbed a couple of plates. I finshed filling my plate as Heather came back. While my plate was in the microwave, I took our silverware to the table. Heather heated her plate & joined me a minute later. While we ate, I mentioned feeling like I had nothing to offer at the office. Now this was Heather's forte. As head of HR, she has to put out a lot of fires. She may not think that there is a problem, but if an employee does, then she has to deal with it. With her training and education, she came up with an idea I hadn't even thought of. "Dave, why don't you go to the office once a week or every other week. Just make some phone calls to some of your customers, just to keep in touch. Let them know you are still head of the company. I know Jeff (our son) and Greg (the asst.Mgr) are doing a great job. Call Janet (Jeff's sec.) right now & have her make an appointment for you to meet with both of them tomorrow morning. Make it clear, you are only to call clients to say hello, you are not there to clean up any messes or calm ruffled feathers. That's part of what gave you a heart attack. If I find out you are getting involved again, I'll fire you myself!" I liked that idea, so as soon as I finished, I made the call. Janet was confused and wanted to know what it was about. I told her everything was fine & I would see her at 10 tomorrow. After cleaning up the kitchen, Heather joined me on the porch. I sat down in my chair with my drink & cigar. I know Heather was eager to hear what I had decided about Sam's offer. I realized I had teased her enough the last couple of months, so I got straight to the point. I took a sip of my drink & smiled at her. "You have made it very clear you want to take this trip. I do see a couple of problems that need to be worked out first. First and foremost, we have never played like this 24/7 before. I also don't like not being intimate with you for a week. Then you have to think about a cover story. People are going to know that 3 people are in the condo, how do you hide the situation? Lastly, can you take off a week during the holidays after being on vacation just 5 months ago?" Heather stood up & fixed herself a drink. After sitting back down, she composed herself with a deep breath. She finally found the words she wanted. "Yes, I do want to go. I guess I didn't hide it very well. As far as me taking off, we both know I don't work for the paycheck. I work for the benefits. I need health insurance. It won't hurt us if I take a week off." "I hear what you're saying. Now let me ask you a question as the head of the HR department. If someone came to you asking for a week off, with no family emergency and no vacation time , would you approve it?" "No, I don't believe I would. So how can we get around that?" "Well, if we only went for a long weekend, that would take care of 2 problems. New Years Day is on Thursday next year, so you could take off Friday and possibly Monday. It's only a 5 hour drive to get there. We could leave early on Thursday and leave early Monday. You only miss 2 days doing that. We take care of my concern with a full week and minimize the time you miss work." "Very smart thinking My Love, what about our time alone? I'm sure you have something in mind for that as well." "No, I don't. That is something you and Sam have to work out. We would be there 5 days and 4 nights. I can tell you I won't be denied your body and affection that whole time. You & Sam can discuss it and tell me your plan about that." "Ok, that sounds fair. That only leaves appearances. How do you propose we handle that? "Well, that is more problematic. I've thought about this more than any of the other snags I came up with. Let's assume no one there knows us. If for some reason we had to show ID's, we could say we were brother & sister since we have the same last name. Sam could pass you off as his girlfriend. I doubt that would happen though. So the other idea I came up with is to really humilate me by letting everyone know I was your cuckold husband, there to serve you both and clean up after the two of you. I think most of the people there won't even think about who is staying in a certain room. If he goes there every year for the same week, he probably has gotten close to a few people though. Those are the ones that would either need a cover story or be told our relationship. That is something else that we need to take up with Sam, if we do this. I think that about covers my concerns. Do you have anything else we should discuss about this?" "Not at this time. I'm going in to call Sam & see what we can work out. Now that we've had our discussion, go into the bedroom & put on the panties I laid out for you. I'm pretty sure I'm going to need your tongue after talking with him, or maybe even while I'm talking to him." She was finishing off her drink as I got up and went to the bedroom. I stripped out of my clothes and put on my panties. The word DICKLESS was written in bold letters across the ass. Heather was walking into the bedroom as I was walking out. She traced her fingernails across the small nub where my dinky dicky, as she likes to call it, was laying. She was smiling as she walked behind me, rubbing her hand over my panty clad ass. I felt 2 sharp swats, one on each cheek, before she sent me on my way. I decided I'd finish watching my movie while she was on the phone. About a 1/2 hour later, just as the final attack was starting, I heard her call for "Dickless". She was still on the phone as I walked in. She was wearing one of my t-shirts and nothing else. She smiled when she saw me and spread her legs wide open, tapping her fingers on her ever wet pussy. I could only hear her side of the conversation. "Dickless is here now." "I wish you were here too, but my poor cunny needs a break from your big hard cock." "You're right about that. We all know that there isn't much of a chance his limp little dick will go in there." "His soft tongue is what I need now. OH, he's working on it now. That's it, Dickless, keep licking." "Look at it this way Baby. He may be the one lapping away at my pussy, but it's you I'm thinking about." "I'm going to get off now so I can concentrate on his tongue. No, I didn't mean it that way. I meant get off the phone, although, I expect I'll be getting off the other way pretty soon." "OK Baby. I'll talk to you tomorrow. Sweet dreams Lover." "You too, good night." Heather closed her phone and laid her head back, sighing softly. One hand came down, stroking my hair while the other hand slipped under her shirt. I could see her hand moving across her breast. She was purring now, in total bliss. Her hips were starting to move, slowly at first, then picking up speed. She now had a handful of my hair, grinding her pelvis into my face. Without warning, she arched her back and put me in a headlock. It wasn't an earth shattering I see stars orgasm, but she had such a serene look on her face, I knew she was satisfied. It wasn't quite 8 o'clock yet, so we both got up & headed outside. Heather stopped & took a pair of boxers out of my drawer & tossed them to me, then slipped on her robe. I joined her on the back porch a minute later. Heather was drinking bottled water while I fixed myself a drink. After sitting down & firing up a cigar, I broke the silence. "So, did you guys come up with a plan?" "Pretty much, still working on some alone time for you & me. There is one change though. Check-out time is 11 A.M. on Sunday. If we leave on Thursday, that only gives us 3 nights and just 2 days, Friday and Saturday. Sam also agreed with you that most people don't care who is staying in a room. I mentioned the brother-sister thing & he said that would work if someone was nosy enough to ask, but he doesn't think they will. You were also right about him knowing someone rather well, from all the times they have been there. He really really knows them well. It was cute that he was embarassed to tell me he has had quite a few 3somes with them. Their names are Max & Rita. If it's alright with you, by the time we get there, they will know all about our playtime. I think he wants to include them in some mattress wrestling, though he didn't come out & say it. That's all we have discussed so far. What do you think about going now." "Well, I think it is even better coming home on Sunday. If it plays out, I like the idea of some total strangers knowing about my place in this relationship. It would be very humiliating, as long as they know it is only role-play for us. You could even loan me out as the Clean-up Bitch for them. I think we should go. Don't worry about a schedule for you & I being alone. We'll make time, we always have." "Oh, Honey, I'm so glad we could work this out. I'll let Sam know tomorrow. I'll also put in for that Friday off. Is there anything else you wanted to discuss?" "Just one thing. You said Sam has had a few 3somes with this couple at his timeshare, yet he told us he had never had a MFM 3some before. See if you can get a clarifacation on that. Maybe it's nothing, but I don't like unanswered questions. I'm done now, I need to hit the rack. I'm kinda worn out & I'm meeting with Jeff & Greg in the morning. Are you coming to bed?" "Right behind you Babe. I'm pretty tired as well." The meeting went pretty much as I expected. They were both nervous at first until I explained what I wanted. I took a small office that wasn't being used and made myself at home. I spent a few hours calling some of our oldest customers, just saying hi, etc. Heather came home that night saying she had that Friday off. She also told me Sam explained about the mix-up on the 3somes. He meant he had never done it with a cuckold husband there. The next few weeks were nothing special. Christmas was a quiet affair, except for Heather's loud screams as Sam took her to new levels of pleasure. Rob came over for New Years Eve, saying he wanted to give Heather a nice send off for our trip the next day. Heather says it gave an all new meaning to the phrase, "Rocking New Year". I had heard of a kiss at the stroke of 12, but an orgasm at midnight took great timing on their part. I was served my 1st creampie of the new year at 12:10 AM, January 1st. The car was loaded last night, so we were on the road by 9. Heather wanted to leave earlier, but I wanted to make sure all the drunks were off the road before we left. I had a smile on my face for most of the trip. Even though we had the GPS loaded with the address of the Timeshare, Heather kept a map on her lap the whole way. It was hard to take a wrong turn, I-4 to I-95, stay on 95 til you get to exit 8 in South Carolina, but Heather kept her eyes on the map to make sure. Cuckold Chronicles: 19; Sam Pt. 6 We were about 5 miles from the complex, so I stopped for gas & a bathroom break. I figured Heather would want to freshen up before we got there. I filled up the car & pulled over in front of the store. We both got out to use the restrooms. Heather came over to me just as I was headed into the men's room. She pulled something from her purse & squeezed it into my hand, whispering to me, "Put these on while you're in there. Don't zip your pants, I'm going to check that you put them on." I knew by the feel of the material that it was a pair of panties. I went into a stall and put them on after relieving my bladder. She had picked out a pair that said "Limp Dick" on the ass and had an arrow pointing down in the front. I went back to the car & Heather was already there, talking on the phone. I popped open the trunk & threw my boxers into my suitcase. Heather had packed my suitcase & I noticed there weren't any other boxers in there, just panties & an outfit with garters & stockings, and my heels of course. I closed the trunk and got back in the car. Heather was still on the phone. I started the car & was putting on my seatbelt when Heather put up her hand to stop me. "He's back now. Hold on, I'll check." She slipped her hand inside my open fly & felt the panties. She leaned over as she spread open the zipper to look inside. "Yes, he has them on, I can see the arrow on the front. Ok, I'll see in about 10 minutes. We'll look for you at the office. I know Lover, I'll see you soon." She hung up the phone with a smile on her face. "Zip up your pants Limp Dick, you want to get arrested? Sam will meet us at the office, we have to register the car. He says we're 10 minutes away. Don't forget to buckle up." Sam was right, 10 minutes later we were on the grounds, following the signs to the office. Sam was standing out front waiting for us. I had barely stopped the car before Heather was jumping out, running to Sam's open arms. They were still kissing when I joined them. They finally took a break and Sam shook my hand. "I'm so glad you guys are here. I've got some people that want to meet you. How was the trip Limp Dick?" "It was fine Sir, Heather made sure I didn't get lost. I think she was excited about the trip." "Well, I'm going to do my best to keep her excited. Now let's go inside so you can give them your car information. They'll give you a parking permit so you don't get towed. After that we can go get you guys settled in." Five minutes later I'm driving across the complex to his unit. The 2 of them are in the back seat making out. Sam directed me to his alloted spot. After I parked, I pushed the button to pop the trunk & got out. I was headed to the back to get the bags when I heard someone knocking on the window from the back seat. I opened the door and Sam was sitting there, with Heather's hand rubbing his cock through his pants, his hand under her shirt, squeezing her breast. "Did you forget about us Limp Dick? You are here to serve us, you will always open the door for us. Now get the bags and bring them in, I'll show you where they go. We're on the 3rd floor, room 316, to the left when you get off the elevator." They got out, laughing at me and headed inside. I grabbed our bags, closed the trunk and followed behind them, kicking their door closed as I went. By the time I got to the elevator, they were already gone, so I pushed the button and waited for the next one. I got in and noticed something you don't usually see in an elevator; a pair of warm wet panties left on the floor. They were in the living room when I came in. I sat the bags down & closed the door behind me. They both looked up when they heard the door close. Sam moved behind Heather, kissing her neck as he started ubuttoning her shirt. Heather pulled up the front of her skirt to show she lost her panties somewhere. "Your room is down that hall, 1st door on the right. My room is at the end of the hall. I'll leave it to you to figure out which bag should go where. There are extra drawers in my room, so when you take the bags, unpack them & put everything away. Don't bother us until we call for you." He took Heather's hand and started leading her down the hall. Heather stopped and looked back at me, blowing me a kiss, she said sweetly, "While you're putting your things away, get out of those clothes, we want to see you in your panties." They disappeared into their room and I took my bag into my room. It was small but pratical. Just enough room for a bed, dresser with a TV on top. I stripped quickly and proceeded to put my things away. As I thought, there were no mens underwear, just panties, 2 lace outfits, 2 pairs of slacks, 2 dress shirts, socks and shoes, plus the heels. They were soon put in drawers or hanging in the closet. I went and got her bags and headed to their room. They were already naked laying on the bed kissing and caressing. Sam began working his way down her body as I unzipped her bag. Without a word from anyone, I went to work putting things away. Her moans told me he was doing a good job lapping at her hungry love box. Sam had ignored me while I was working, but Heather had seen me. Just as Sam started to climb up between her legs, she pointed at me and said, "We have an audience". Sam turned and looked at me. He finally said, "Since you're here, suck my cock, get it nice and wet. You know whats going to happen, don't you. I'm going to fuck your wife. I bet you wish it was you, don't you? I'm going to be the one that gets to feel her soft skin, suck on her lovely nipples, making them hard and tight. I get to feel her velvet-like pussy with my hard cock. When she dreams at night, you know she dreams about my cock, not your little limp dick. Thats good, Bitch, now slather it up real good and guide it in. Man, Limp Dick, this feels great. Look at your wife's face. Look at it! You think she would look like that if it was your patheic little dick in here? Now kiss my ass and get out. I have a hot woman here & I intend to fuck her senseless. I'll let you know when you're needed again". I kissed his ass and took my leave. Sam had never been this forceful with me before. I liked it but now I wasn't sure what would happen when we met his friends. I'll have to find some time to speak to him about that. I went out to the car and brought in our ice chest. It was full of sodas for the drive and beer for when we got to wherever we were headed. I took it out to the balcony and looked around. The place was beatiful. It had a golf course, which I figured it would. Hilton Head is world famous for it's links. We were on the 3rd floor, so I felt safe standing out there in just my panties, although it was a bit cool so I wouldn't be out there long. I had just finished a beer and having a cigar when I heard Sam call for Limp Dick. They had been going at it for at least 45 minutes. The place was a mess. Their clothes were thrown everywhere. The top sheet and comforter were on the floor and the fitted sheet was a tangled wad in the middle of the bed. Sam was on his back and Heather had her head cradled in the crook of his arm, gently kissing his fingers. "Time to go to work, Limp Dick. You better start with her. I gave you 3 loads to lick up." As I crawled onto the bed, Heather slowly spread her legs, revealing the biggest mess I had seen since the party in the Islands. I started lapping and sucking, cleaning her from mid-thigh to her very red abused honey pot. Heather was cooing and kissing Sam as I worked. She finally pushed me away with her foot and I started cleaning Sam's over worked cock. He was almost as messy, with fluids down to his mid-thigh as well. After a few minutes, he pushed me away as well. I got off the bed and kneeled at the foot. "Your wife wants a smoke so we're going out on the balcony. Change these sheets and make the bed. Fold our clothes neatly and set them aside somewhere. The room needs to be aired out. Since it's too cold to open the window, get the air freshener from the bathroom and spray it around in here. When you're finished with all that, put your boxers back on & come find us." I was sitting on the balcony 15 minutes. Sam handed me a beer and got one for himself. Heather had been sitting on Sam's lap, wrapped up in a blanket. She got up and stepped just inside the door. She took a chair from the dining room table and came back to sit down. Sam took another swig of beer and looked at me. "I wanted to touch base with you. I know I said a lot of mean things in there & I just want to know if I'm acting the way you wanted me to. Do you really want me to treat you this way? Did I overstep some boundry? We need to be open about this." Heather chimed in as well. "I told him I thought he did a good job, taking control like that. He just wants to make sure he didn't go too far, that's all." I took a drag off my re-lit cigar and looked at Sam. "You did great Sam. I'm always amazed at how much you think about my feelings and how much you don't want to screw up like someone else did. I really liked the things you said and how you said them. However, it made me think about a couple things we need to discuss. First, If you treated me like that now, with just Heather watching, what is going to happen when we meet your friends. I understand they already know about us. The other thing is, I don't ever want to be on the other side of a door when you're with Heather. I want to be able to watch or peek if I want to. Of course, if I'm being punished for something, then I would understand being denied that pleasure. I peeked in several times while ya'll were in there. The look of pleasure on Heather's face is what makes all this worthwhile for me. I won't allow that to be taken away from me. So I say, keep doing what you are doing." "I get what you're saying. The door will stay open, I have no problem with that. As for Max & Rita, we are having dinner with them this evening. We have 6 o'clock reservations. I'm going to take a shower. Why don't you 2 go to your room and enjoy each other, even talk if you want, haha. We have to leave in about 2 hours. Heather, I'd ask you to shower with me, but I need to recoup and I'm guessing you could some recovery time yourself. I'll let you know when the shower is free. Dress tonight is casual, so what you were wearing when you got here will be fine. Try not to soil your panties, Limp Dick, I already told them what ones you will be wearing." Sam got up and kissed Heather as he passed through. Heather stood and put her hand out to me and led me to my room. When we got to my room, Heather dropped the blanket and got into bed under the covers. She was only wearing her panties, so I dropped my boxers and joined her. She started covering my face with soft warm kisses. My hands were roaming all over her body and she was cooing at the softness of my touch. I had my face buried in her heaving breast when she stopped me, pushing me back a little. While she stroked my face, she whispered, "You know the rule Darling, if you make a mess on me, you have to lick me clean." It was at that moment I realized I had been rubbing my limp dick up against her pussy. She reached down and slipped her hand onto my semi-hard prick. It was now in a Heather sandwich, with her wet pussy and her hand. I started humping harder and faster and kissing her with just as much urgency. Heather had started moaning from the pressure being put on her clit. "Come on Honey, don't stop. Are you thinking about fucking me? Maybe you're remembering how it used to feel being inside me? Or are you thinking about watching another man take your wife to new heights? How would you like to be loaned out? If things click tonight, I might send you to Rita's place so they can play with you. Would you like that?" That was all it took to send me over the edge. I made a mess on her stomach from her navel to her mons. I had had my face plastered to her tits the whole time she was egging me on. As I was recovering, I felt my hair being pulled back at an awkward angle. I looked up and saw Heather stroking Sam's cock. They both were smiling as Sam took over for her. He was jerking his cock hard and fast. It didn't take long for him to add to the mess I had already made. Even though he had already cum 3 times that day, that I know of, he still had enough man juice left to put a generous load of spunk on her tits. He still had a grip on my hair, so I just watched him paint my wife's tits. He used his cock to smear it around a bit, then presented it to me to clean up. While I was cleaning Sam, he turned his attention to my cum splattered wife. "I'm sorry Baby. Normally I would never do that to you. I respect you too much, but when I saw that he made that mess on you and I heard what you were saying to him, I couldn't resist giving him a little more to clean up." "Don't worry about it Stud. As you said, I have my own personal cum slut to clean it up, plus I have to take a shower anyway. OK cum slut, you've cleaned him enough, get to work on me. Just lick me clean, don't try to arouse me." Since I wasn't allowed to give her any pleasure, it didn't take long for me to clean her up. She used what I had begun thinking of as her "signature move", putting her foot on my shoulder and pushing me away. Without a word to me, she got up, kissed Sam, then disappeared into the bathroom. I rolled out of bed & got dressed; Sam went to his room to do the same. We were chatting like old friends when we heard Heather call out for the Limp Dick. I found her in the bathroom, finishing her make-up. She looked at me through the mirror & smiled. "I don't want to wear what I wore on the trip. Go pull out the skirt & blouse I brought. Wait for me in the bedroom. I'll be there in a minute." Sam was already in the bedroom when I got there. He was laying on the bed, his head leaning against the headboard, hands behind his head, smiling at me. I pulled the outfit she asked for from the closet & hung it on the hook on the door. Heather came in with a towel wrapped around her. Looking at Sam, she said, "What are you waiting for? Haven't you seen me naked enough today?" "I can never see you naked enough times. I'm here because you have told me several times that your husband dresses you for your dates with other men. I wanted to see what he has to do. I want to watch him dress you for me. I want to see his eyes as he puts clothes on you that he knows I will be taking off later." "You really are getting into this dominate humilating role aren't you? Well, lay back & enjoy the show. Ok my sweet little cuckold, get me some sexy panties." I went to the drawer and pulled out an emerald green thong with a matching bra. I crawled over to her as she let the towel fall to the floor. She held one foot up so I could slip the panty over her foot, then switching to the other foot to do the same. I pulled them up her tanned legs, stopping just before covering her love box. I looked up at her and she smiled & nodded her head. I kissed her womanhood and pulled them the rest of the way up. Turning to Sam, she said, "He just kissed my clean and fresh pussy goodbye. He knows the next time he sees it, it will be full of cum." Turning back to me, she held her arms out so I could slip on her bra. After I hooked it, she put her hand inside to settle her girls properly. "Black stockings" was all she said. I pulled them from the drawer as she sat on the side of the bed next to Sam. As I was rolling up the second one, Sam put his hand on her thigh. She picked it up and put it on his visably hard cock. Once again, I got a one word order. "Blouse". I slipped it over her arms & started buttoning it from the bottom as she had taught me. She stopped me 3 buttons from the top, leaving a generous amount of cleavage exposed. I didn't need another order, the skirt was the only thing left except for the shoes. She stood up as I was kneeling down to pull it in place. I tucked in her blouse, zipped it up and fastened the hook that held it up. I crawled straight to the closet, bringing her black heels. Once they were on her feet, I gently kissed each shoe, then leaned back and awaited her whim. Once again turning to Sam, she said, "The kisses on my shoes are his way of saying, "Go have your fun with my blessings." Well, was the show everything you thought it would be?" "Oh my God Yes! I thought undressing you was erotic, but that was just as hot. Limp Dick, go down and warm up your car. I'm going to finish my drink & we'll be down in a few minutes." Ten miutes later, they came out, walking with their arms around each others waist. I got out and opened the rear door for them. Heather didn't say much on the drive. Sam was giving me directions. I couldn't see their hands but from the movement of their shoulders, I knew there was some rubbing of body parts going on. I pulled into the parking lot of a quaint little Mexican place. I opened their door for them and saw Heather's hand squeezing Sam very hard cock through his pants. He pulled his hand out from under her skirt as he got out. A portly grey haired man hurried over to us as I followed them in. He offered his hand to Sam. "Sam, good to see you again! And with such a beautiful date too. Your friends are already here. I put them at your favorite table. Right this way please." Max & Rita were indeed, waiting at the table. They were about the same age as Sam, mid to late 30's. Both seemed fit and above average in the looks department. They were sitting at large round booth in the far corner of the restauruant. It had a 5 foot high partition around it, with a swinging door to allow passage. Max stood up to greet us. After shaking Sam's hand, he motioned for Sam to slide into the booth, followed by Heather, then himself. That left me to slide in from the other side next to Rita. Well, not really next to her. They had their coats and her purse laying on the seat, giving me just enough room to sit down. Sam leaned over and gave Rita a kiss on the lips that lingered just a bit too long in a normal dinner setting. Sam started the introductions. "Heather, this is Rita and her husband Max, very dear and close friends of mine. Guy's, this is Heather and her husband Dave. I know you both have a lot of questions about their lifestyle. Let's order some drinks & then we'll explain how it all works, agreed?" Since they all nodded affrimitive, Sam pulled a chain that was hanging from the light above the table. Sam saw the puzzled look on Heather's face and said, "This is a private table. The waiter won't come over here unless you pull that chain. It turns on a blinking light on the other side of this wall. We don't have to worry about someone coming and overhearing our discussion. Let's face it, this discussion isn't going to be G-Rated." A waiter came by a minute later and we ordered our drinks, margaritas for the ladies, Sam & Max ordered Coronas and I asked for a Dos Equis. After the waiter left, Max turned to Sam. "Sam, since you kissed my wife hello, I think it's only fair I get to kiss your girlfriend hello. Is that ok with you Heather? I'm not sure how all this works, do I have to ask Dave's permission?" Heather & Sam started laughing at his last question. Heather answered his question by turning in her seat and kissing Max with more force than Sam had kissed Rita. "Does that answer your question? I'll let Sam explain how things work with us. I'll clear the air and give you the basics first. My husband is a true limp dick. He has medical problems. He finds me lovers to give me what he can't. I love him dearly and we treat him the way we do because he wants us to. I know Sam told you he is wearing panties tonight. His panties always have his name of the day written on them. Limp Dick, stand up. Is the waiter coming yet? No? Good. Drop your pants, show our friends your panties." Cuckold Chronicles: 19; Sam Pt. 6 Max and Rita started laughing when they saw the arrow pointed down toward my little limp dick. Heather did a motion with her fingers telling me to turn around. Sam told me to bend over a little to jut out my ass. I saw the waiter coming so I re-dressed quickly and sat back down. Their laughter subsided a bit as the waiter served the drinks. Sam dismissed the waiter, telling him we would order in a few minutes. Sam spent the next 10 minutes telling them our story, with Heather slipping some clarification in when needed. Rita was giving them her rapt attention. I could see her arm flexing and moving slightly. I figured she was playing with Sam's cock as he spoke. Sam finally finished up, ending with telling them that he & I are friends, that we have lunch together, plays darts at the pub or just have a drink together. Max took the sexual edge off the conversation by suggesting we order our food. Once the waiter was gone, Rita jumped in with her questions. "Heather, I'm really curious about the panties you make him wear. You say they have his name of the day on them. I know he is Limp Dick today. How do you decide which one to give him each day?" "Well, mainly in comes down to my mood, sometimes the circumstances dictate which ones. You see, some of his panties are just statements as to what he is. Some are his job description and some are things he will end up being by the end of the night." "I don't follow. I thought they were just nasty names to humiliate him more." "Explain it to her Limp Dick." "Panty Boy, Limp Dick, Cuckold and Dickless are statements. That is what I am. While her lover is there, my job will be to serve them both as their Bitch and be the Clean-up Bitch. While he is there, at some point I will end up being their Cum Slut and having Cock Breath. Of course Heather has her own favorite names she likes to call me, regardless of what panties I'm wearing, like Panty Boy, Bitch and Limp Dick, in that order." By the time I finished talking, I could see all four of them moving their hands under the table. Suddenly, Heather & Rita looked at each other & broke out laughing. Max seemed in the dark about it as much as I was. "What's so funny?" Sam was smiling when he said, "Heather got a little greedy. Seems she wasn't happy enough playing with your cock under the table, she decided to go after mine as well. Problem is, it was already occupied by Rita's hand." Max joined them in their laughter. When he finally composed himself, he suggested, "Why don't we eat up & go back to our place & finish what we've started here. Heather has got me revved up now." Heather jumped in at that point, putting a damper on his hopes for the night. "Not tonight, Hot Stuff. Between last night & this afternoon, a certain part of me needs some down time. Sorry boys, tomorrow for sure, but I need to rest tonight." The waiter knocked on the door, annoucing he was there with the food. That brought a welcomed break to the conversation. Heather leaned over while the food was being served. She gave Max a soft kiss and whispered, " Sorry if I led you on about tonight. I'll make it up to you tomorrow, I promise." "I'm going to hold you to that," he whispered back. Once the server left, Rita was the one to get back to the topic at hand, no pun intended. "I'm so envious of you Girl. You have it all; a great loving husband, a great marriage, all the lovers you want and a cum slut to clean up after you've been with your lovers. I've been trying to get Max to lick me clean for years but he won't have anything to do with that. A man licking up all that cum and swallowing it? I think I might cum right now thinking about it. I was hoping to experinece it tonight. Sure you won't reconsider?" "Sorry Hon. Tonight I just want to lay in bed with my boyfriend, falling asleep in his arms. Your place is just 2 doors down from Sam's, right? I've never done this before, but how would like to borrow the Limp Dick for the night? Not all night of course, just long enough to enjoy his tongue during a fantastic clean up job or two or three." Sam interjected, "He's also very good at prep and fluffing if you'd like to use him for that." Heather noticed the shocked look on my face. "Dave, is this alright with you? Be honest, do you mind being loaned out like this, without me being there? It's ok to say no if you don't want to go with them." "As long as they call me names and make fun of me, I don't mind at all. As you said, you won't be needing me tonight." Rita was just giddy with excitement. "I don't believe it! This is like Christmas morning all over again. Max, is this alright with you? We get to use a cock sucker and cum slut for the night. You don't have to worry about me asking you to eat me after sex, at least not til we go home." Max had a big smile on his face as he nodded yes. Heather pulled up her purse and reached inside. She had something bundled up in her hand. She handed it across Sam to slip it into Rita's hand. When she opened her hand, I knew exactly what it was. My wife thinks of everything. Rita picked it up and held it for the guys to see. "What the hell is this? Some sort of sling shot?" "Tell her what it is and what it's for, Limp Dick." "It's my Cuckold Sleeve, Maam. (See Cuckold Chronicles: Damon) It ties up my little limp dick and pulls it between my legs. It takes away any bulge that might have shown through my panties. It can be worn with or without panties. If I have to use the bathroom, I have to sit down like a girl, since I'm not much of a man anymore." We were all finished eating by this time. Rita was unsure of her footing so she asked Heather, "So when do I take possession of the little cum slut? When do I start giving him orders?" "Right now if you like. What do you have in mind?" "Limp Dick, we're going to order some dessert. Take your sleeve and go to the bathroom. Put it on and come back. You'll be getting your dessert later at our place. I'm going to serve you a hot fresh creampie. Hopefully Max will make sure you get a couple of servings. Now go!" They were all giggling as I left the table. When I came back, they were finishing their desserts. I started to sit when Rita put up her hand to stop me. She asked everyone to slide out so she could stand. Sam, Heather & Max all slid back into the booth, waiting to see what Rita had in mind. She snapped fingers and pointed to the wall next to her. I stepped over to where she indicated. "Drop your pants, Bitch. I want to see this contraption on you." I did as instructed, letting them fall to my feet, pulling my shirt up to expose my panties to all. Rita ran her hand over my groin, smiling more and more as she discovered it really did hide my manhood. She pulled my panties down to see the sleeve at work. "How does he pee with that thing on?" Heather answered, "There is a hole at the tip. His little wee-wee is pulled back so he has to sit. It's intended to prevent erections, but we don't have to worry about that, do we limp dick?" My new owner put her hand on my shoulder, turning me facing the wall. I could hear all 4 of them snickering as she suddenly gave me a sharp swat to each ass cheek. Finally she told me to get dressed. After I was seated, Sam said, "Give me the car keys Limp Dick. I'll drive your wife back to my condo. You belong to them til they send you back. Here's the extra key to my place. Try not to wake us when you come in. We'll see you in the morning." Max tossed his car keys across the table, "You'll be driving us back to the resort. You don't speak unless you're spoken to. Now let's pay the bill & get home." As we were paying Rita mentioned that our bill was much larger than theirs. Heather slipped her hands under both Sam and my arms and said loud enough for the cashier to hear, "When we go out, my husband always pays for my lover's meal. That's only right, isn't it?" They both broke out laughing as they walked outside. The young girl working as the cashier had a shocked look on her blushing face. When we parted to head to the cars, Heather pulled me close to her. She kissed me lightly on the lips, saying, "I'll come visit you when you get back. Oh, be a good Bitch for them and don't wash your face until I tell you to. I want to see all that cum on your face." She kissed me again and took Sam's hand, walking to our car. I followed my new owners to their car, opening the back door for them to get in. When we got back to the resort, Max showed me his allotted space to park. I saw my car already in the lot, so I knew they were in Sam's condo already. After letting them out, I locked the car & handed Max back his keys. I followed them to the elevator and we went to the 3rd floor. Rita wistfully ran her hand across Sam's door as we passed it, letting out a soft sigh. Once inside, they took off their coats, handing them to me. I was impressed at how easily they filled their role as my Master & Mistress for the evening. They were standing in the living room kissing when I came back from hanging up their coats. Their condo was laid out the same as Sam's, so I knew my way around. Rita broke the kiss and looked me over. "Strip, Limp Dick. I want you naked. Meet us in the bedroom and bring that sleeve with you. I want a better look at it." By the time I joined them, Max had kicked off his shoes and Rita was just in her panties and bra, and the bra didn't stay on much longer. Rita was trying to unbutton his shirt while he was feasting on her lovely breasts. She wasn't polite in her orders. "Give me that sleeve, then undress him for me." I handed her the little piece of material and finished taking off his shirt. I went to my knees and unbuckled his pants, pulling them off and sitting them aside. I made quick work of his socks and slowly pulled down his boxers, under the watchful eye of Mistress Rita, who was grinning like the cat that ate the carnary. Because he was already hard, I had to pull the waistband out and down to get past his veiny rod. When they were off, I stayed where I was, expecting him to make me suck it a bit. He was chuckling when he saw me staring at his cock. "This is what your wife was playing with tonight and what she is going to enjoy tomorrow." Then he tapped my nose with his cock and joined Rita on the bed. He crawled beween her spread legs and leaned forward to kiss her, then dove straight into her love pillows, licking, kissing and suckling before migrating down to her passion pit. Rita motioned for me to come stand beside her. She smirked as she used a finger to lift my little limp dick up for inspection. "I can see why your wife needs to find cock somewhere else. Now show me how this thing goes on. She was starting to enjoy the effort Max was putting into his oral minstrations. Her hips started moving slightly, grinding into his face. I showed her how I pull open the elastic on the bag for my tiny balls and pushed them inside. I let her see the pee hole as I slipped the sleeve over my little dick, pulling the laces snug. After I pulled the laces between my legs I wrapped them around my waist and tied them off. Rita just smiled at me and dismissed me with the wave of her hand. "One last thing Bitch, is there anything you won't do, even if I order you to do it? Any things that are taboo?" "I won't do anal, No children allowed and I won't get involved with scat play. I think that's it." "That leaves a lot of open area to work with. Pick up our clothes and put them in the hamper, it's in the closet. We're going to be busy for a while. Go tidy up the kitchen, there's beer in the frige if you want. If you want to spy on us, be quiet about it. We'll let you know when we need you." She turned her full attention to Max, pulling his head up to her mouth for a very passionate kiss. I picked up their clothes, emptied the pockets from Max' pants and tossed them in the hamper before I left the room. The kitchen was clean except fo a few dishes in the drainer, so I found where they belonged & put them away. I grabbed a beer and quietly walked back to the open door of their room. Max was slowly sliding his cock into Rits's love tunnel. Rita was moaning and begging fo more, wanting it faster and harder, but I could see Max was just warming her up. I went out on the balcony for a smoke. It was colder out there now that the sun had gone down. I was really cold since I was only wearing my sleeve, so I snuffed out my cigar & went back in. I stopped at my discarded clothes & returned the stogie to the pack. I went to check on my new friends. Max was now on his knees behind Rita, giving her what she wanted, a much harder, faster and deeper pounding than before. Her voice was getting louder with every thrust from her husband. They had been at it for about 30 minutes so I went back to the living room to pick up my clothes, they were still on the floor in the middle of the room. Just as I put my pants on the end of the couch, I heard what I can only describe as a bear growl, followed by a screech owl. I went back to the room and saw Rita laying on her stomach, gasping for air. Max was on his back next to her, struggling for air as well. Both were covered with a sheet of sweat. I could see a little cum trickling from Rita's velvet canal and Max' cock looked very slimy. I tried not to bother them as I slowly walked into the room to kneel at the end of the bed, awaiting the order to clean them up, but the movement caught Max' eye. He got off the bed and motioned for me to come to him. He looked me in the eye, smirked, then averted his eyes to his messy cock. I understood what he wanted so I went to my knees. I slathered him up good, licking and sucking to get him clean. He must have felt I had cleaned him as best I could because he pushed me back with a hand to the forehead. He crooked his finger, telling me to follow him. I started to get up, but he put a hand on my shoulder so I would stay down. I crawled behind him as he went in the bathroom. He turned on the light and stood in front of the toliet. He just stared at me, waiting. I finally got the idea and lifted the seat. He still stared right through me, so took his cock and aimed it at the bowl. I was still holding his cock as he let loose a steady flow of piss that took a solid minute to ebb away. He pulled my head forward and shoved his cock in my mouth for the last spurt and few drops that were left. Without a word, he turned and walked out. I put the seat back down and walked out to the bedroom. Rita was awake when we left the bathroom. She had a big smile on her face. "I call dibs on using the Bitch next. Get over here Limp Dick, time for your dessert, a fresh homemade creampie." I crawled up on the bed and began licking and slurping at her messy cunt. There was a large amount for only one load. She used Heather's move to push me away; her foot on my shoulder. She got out of bed and just said, "Follow me." She had no reservations or embarassment, she just sat down on the toliet, spread her legs and pulled my head to her belly, just above her pussy. She stuck my hand down and positioned my fingers to where they needed to be and let loose her own stream of urine. When she was finished, she slid forward on the seat and pushed my head down to clean her. In a mocking tone, she said, "No need to waste toliet paper when I have a clean-up Bitch here, is there? Now get in there & get him hard for me. I want another fuck before I go to sleep. I've been spoiled by Sam & Max all week. I need one more go. You up for one more Baby?" Max grinned as I started sucking him back to life. Rita pushed me out of the way and climbed onboard the Max Express. An hour later I was summoned. Rita was kneeling on the bed as Max stood next to the bed, waiting on me. I knelt in front of him I began my duty. When he was done with my mouth, he directed me to lay on the bed, face up. Rita threw her leg over my head and squatted over my face. Gobs of cum started dripping out, some hitting my open mouth but most landing on my cheeks and chin. She finally lowered herself down so I could lick the cum out of her pussy. She finally had had enough and got off the bed. She sent me out to get dressed. 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 was'nt 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.