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Cuckold Chronicles: Rick Pt. 01

By: deltonaman2man



This is the eighth adventure with Heather & Dave. It will be in 3 parts. Part 1 is the introduction of Rick, Part 2 is Heather's view and part 3 is Dave joining them. It is not necessary to read the other stories to follow this one, however there may be references to other lovers from the past. If you don't like cuckold stories or consensual humiliation, then please skip this story, it is not for you. When we last left our loving couple, they were returning from their vacation in the Virgin Islands. 





It was nice to finally be back home. You know how it is; it's great to go on vacation, but don't you just love it when you get to sleep in your own bed again? We settled back into our routine, Heather going to work every morning, me taking care of the house, just puttering around. It took her about a week to finally come down from the sexual high she felt in the Islands. 

That came to a head the next Monday afternoon. Heather called me to let me know we were having company that night. It would just be after-dinner drinks & getting to know each other. Turns out he was a new associate at her office, training to run the office about 25 miles away.

"So", I asked, already knowing the answer, "what are you planning with this guy? Is this just a business meeting? You don't usually invite a guy over just for drinks?"

"Am I that transparent to you," she asked with that devilish grin. 

D: "Yes you are. After over 20 years of marriage, I like to think I can read you very well. So I'd like to ask again, what's going on? 

H: "OK, here's the scoop. His name is Rick and he is going to be the new manager at the Daytona office. I find him attractive, intelligent and witty. I embarrassed myself with him. I made a couple of passes at him & he rebuked me. I finally called him to my office. I asked what was wrong with me, not his type, not pretty enough, not sexy enough? I can't believe I did that! Then he dropped the bomb. I was dumbfounded, speechless. He said I was everything he would look for in a woman, but he won't ever have an affair with a married woman. He would never help a woman cheat on her husband."

Through my laughter, I managed to ask, "Did you set him straight on that?"

Heather, with fire in her eyes (at my laughter) said, "Yes I did. That's why he is coming here tonight. He wants to see for himself and hear it from you. So get your panty ass to the bedroom & put on what I laid out for you, then you can help me change into something sexier for him."

I went to our room & found my black heels, stockings, a black camisole with smiley faces on the breast, along with my cuckold sleeve and my panties that say "Limp Dick". She hadn't put that on me since we got back. I knew then that this wouldn't just be drinks after dinner. My thoughts were even more cemented when Heather had me slip a pair of green string bikini panties up her legs and the matching sarong she bought in St Thomas. It was more like a wrap for walking on the beach. It came together at her hip, showing the string of her panties, held together with a small piece of Velcro. The top was just a loop that went around her neck, leaving her breast to swing freely. It was designed to be a beach cover-up, not something to be worn without a bathing suit. They both highlighted her eyes beautifully. I brushed her hair while she did her make-up. When she slipped on her green 2" heels, she looked liked an exotic wet dream.

We still had about a ½ hour before he was to arrive so I made us some drinks & Heather told me what she had explained to him. Just as Heather left to go check her make-up, the doorbell rang. I took a deep breath and went to answer the door.

As was my practice when dressed like this, I looked through the peephole. I saw a man standing there that I didn't know. He looked to be a bit over 6' and had a flat belly, weighing around 180 I guess. He had a full head of salt-n-pepper hair and sparkling blue eyes. I could see how she would be attracted to him. I cracked the door open and said, "Yes? Can I help you?"

His eyes were focused past the door. "I don't know how much you could help me, but I'm here to see Heather. I'm Rick, I believe you are expecting me and if you're her husband, you should let me in and take me to her. NOW."

I opened the door and bade him to come in. I could already hear him laughing as I closed & locked the door. "Well, so far everything Heather told me about you is true", he said through his laughter. "She also said you wear panties with your name on them, so I guess you are Limp Dick, right?"

"Yes Sir that is my name tonight. I have other pairs with names written on them, so my name changes from day to day, depending on her mood. My wife will be right down, if you'll follow me, I'll take you to the living room."

"She should be here soon, Sir; can I get you something to drink?"

Vodka, on the rocks, came from a voice behind me. I turned around and saw Heather smiling. She does like to make a grand entrance. Rick stood up to greet her as I turned to go fix the drink.

"Refresh mine while you're there, Limp Dick. You better refill yours as well; we have a few things to discuss with our company."

I came back a few minutes later to see the two of them kissing on the loveseat. I didn't want to disturb them, so I sat their drinks on their respective end tables and took my seat at Heathers feet. 

Finally Rick broke the kiss, gently pushing away from Heather. "WOW! I know the 1st kiss is always a little awkward, but damn, that was the best 1st kiss I've ever had!"

"I rather liked it myself," Heather whispered. "What did you think of it, Limp Dick?"

"It looked like you two fit together nicely, Ma'am."

H: "I thought so too. Now let's get down to the purpose of this meeting. Rick I know you have reservations about being involved with a married woman. As you can see, I'm not cheating behind his back. You are not breaking up a couple. We are very much in love, as much now if not more than when we married. Rick, I want you to ask him any questions that you might have." Looking down at me, she added, "Limp Dick, you are to answer all his questions and explain them completely. As a matter of fact, I think that during this discussion, you should be Dave, not Limp Dick. Sit in your chair until told otherwise. You may address us as Heather & Rick. Everyone agreed? Good, Rick would you like to start?"

R: "Sure. I see now that this isn't a cheating situation, which I'm glad to know. I'd like to start by asking Dave about his involvement in all this. Is this going to be MFM type thing? Is all this so Heather can have 2 men at once?"

D: "As far as my involvement, I am only there for the prep, fluff and clean-up. That is the only sexual contact I have. Other than that, I am there to serve you both, get drinks or bring you things. If she wanted a 3some, she knows I would have to find her 2 men; I am not in the equation. There is a reason why she calls me Limp Dick. That's what I am. I am useless to her in bed. She needs a real man with a hard cock. I can't give her that."

H: "Oh, he's just being modest now. He isn't useless. He has a very talented tongue, mouth and fingers. He takes good care of me."

R: "Judging by the way you limp, am I right that this is a medical problem? Is that why you're impotent?"

D: "Heart attack first, then blood clot in my groin. Can't take the little blue pill & blood thinners at the same time. So I've accepted my lot in life. This is the hand I was dealt."

R: "Heather, I have a hard time believing you love him when you treat a sick man this way. Why not just bring in a lover, let Dave watch if that's what he is looking for. Why the humiliation? I just don't get it."

H: "I do it because I love him. This is not my idea. I fought him for over 2 years about this. This is what makes him happy. I've never fully understood it myself. Dave, you explain it to him, let him know what you are looking for."

D: "Since the day I met Heather, her happiness has always come first to me. We had many many 3somes, of which I was an active player. Then I got sick & had to retire. She never said anything, but I know she missed the great sex life we had. It wasn't hard to convince her to contact one of our old playmates. She had her hard cock again, but I felt left out. I wasn't doing anything to make it more enjoyable for her. I did feel useless, for the first time in my adult life. Since all our sex friends were at least orally Bi, I started slipping in while they had sex and I'd lick their cocks & her clit while they were busy with each other. They both seemed to like that. I knew how excited Heather got watching me suck a cock, so that was a small step. Then I started prepping them. Clean-up was the natural evolution of that. The hard part was getting them to order me to do those things. That's where the doctor came in. He gave me insights into my very being."

R: "I can understand that, but why humiliate a man that only wants his wife to be happy? I'm not sure I could do that to you. You seem like a nice guy & devoted husband."

H: "Go ahead Honey; tell him what the Psychologist told you."

D: "I'd rather not. Just suffice it to say, I feel the need to be punished because I can't take care of my wife like I should. I love the humiliation. I love being ordered around and being told to wear things like this. I love being called names. This is all my idea, it is what I feel I deserve. I know Heather loves me with all her heart, no one can change that. That's why she does this, because she loves me and wants me to be happy. She won't leave me for another man, nor I for another woman." 

I realized I had been staring at the floor during my long dissertation. When I looked up, I saw that Heather & Dave had both inched themselves more to the middle of the loveseat. Rick had his arm around Heather's shoulder, gently stroking her hair. Her fingers were softly grazing his thigh. She pushed herself back up straight and told him, "One thing I should add. We don't do anything unless we both are OK with it. We have a safe word that either of us can use if something bothers us. There is only one thing that is off limits when making fun of him. That's his disability. Never mention his bad leg or other medical problems. Everything else is fair game. Lastly, and this is important. This is not a 24/7 lifestyle for us. He has Dave days and he has Bitch days. So, Rick, what do you think about our playtime now?"

"I think the Limp Dick should take off my shoes & socks, go get me another drink and sit back down at your feet until we need him. How does that sound to you, Beautiful?"

"Sounds like I have a new lover, Handsome. You heard him Bitch; get your panty ass out of that chair. Get hi.......," Her words were cut off by his tongue invading her mouth. I'm not sure which one of us was the happiest.

I slid out of my chair and crawled to his feet. As I was untying his shoes, I saw Heather's hand graze over his crotch as his hand was stroking the bare hip exposed by her sarong. Because of the design, it didn't take much effort for her breast to be exposed without bothering to take off the top part. His free hand was groping, massaging and caressing both of her heaving tits. I got the shoes & socks off as I watched her grabbing & squeezing his hard cock. I got up and took his glass for his refill. This was one of her special humiliations I loved. Neither of us drinks Vodka, but she insisted I keep Absolute Vodka on hand for her lovers. I'm glad none of them ever drank Johnny Walker Blue, now that's a lot of money. 

I came back with his drink & put it on the table next to the couch. He was a bit preoccupied. Heather was on her back wearing only her panties, with one foot on the floor & one foot still on the loveseat. Rick still had his pants on, but his shirt was gone. He was kneeling on the floor, between her legs. He had just stopped kissing her tits and was working his way down to her belly, leaving a trail of kisses and saliva in his path. Heather was in ecstasy, trying to push his head down lower, pulling him closer to her and humping an invisible cock or mouth all at the same time.

I couldn't sit back down by her feet as I was instructed, so I sat next to her hip that was hanging off the couch. Rick finally noticed me & smiled. He stood up and looked more at me than Heather. It almost sounded animalistic when he said, "Be a good Bitch and take off your wife's panties for me. That's a good boy, now feel her pussy. Did she ever get that wet & excited for you? I doubt it. Now get these clothes off me so I can show your wife what it feels like to have a real man eat her pussy. Who knows, maybe she'll realize you aren't that good after all. Then you'll just be a cock sucker and cum slut."

I could barely contain my smile while I fumbled with his belt & button on his jeans. I slowly pulled the zipper down, trying to keep Heather in suspense. Heather brought her foot up and gave me a gentle nudge to move faster. I pulled his pants down to his ankles and got them free. He still had his boxers on, but he leaned over my head to kiss Heather again. Of course, this put his crotch up against my face. I grabbed his hips to save myself from being bent over backwards. The kiss lasted maybe a minute. Rick straightened up and grabbed my hair to keep my face in contact with his groin. As he started rubbing my face on his boxers, I started pulling them down. I was in more and more contact with his skin, noticing that he was shaved. When the underwear hit the floor, he took his cock in hand and lightly drew it across my lips. A couple more passes across my cheeks and nose and he pushed me aside.

R: "Sit back where you were. Lay your head on her hip and look at her. Watch her face while I take her to OH-MY-GOD-DON'T-STOP land. See if she reacts the same way to me as she does with you Limp Dick."

I got in my position and he knelt in front of her. I could tell he was licking & kissing her belly because I could feel his head next to mine. Her hand was making small circles on her belly & he was kissing the circles as she made them. He took her hand and placed it on my head, moving it down to my pony-tail. He squeezed her fingers to let her know to hold me in place. He worked his way down her thigh, licking & kissing like a pro. Half way to her knee, he slipped to her inner thigh, repeating the process. I couldn't see him, but I could feel him shifting his weight. Heather was squirming more & more. I couldn't see much from him anymore, but Heather was encouraging him in her own way. Her hips were moving all over, trying to make contact any way she could. Whatever he did next made her gasp and shove her butt off the couch. She started moaning and moving her hips faster. She let go of my hair and grabbed his head with both hands, fucking his face as hard as she could. I leaned back and saw his mouth firmly on her clit while 3 fingers were pumping in & out of her pussy like a piston. I saw her hand shoot down & grab his wrist to hold it in place. Her hips were off the couch and by the flexing of his arm; I knew he was wiggling his fingers rapidly. She was thrashing about like a fish out of water, and I was in awe of the sight of my wife have her biggest orgasm in a long time, at least one I was allowed to see.

Rick stood up and effortlessly, picked Heather up and laid her back on the loveseat. He slid her up so her head was resting on the armrest. He climbed over the other end and crawled between her bent knees to kiss her. He lay down on top of her, kissing her neck, throat, shoulders and finally, her very hard nipples. The whole time, he was slowly rubbing his hard cock up & down her pussy. When she wrapped her legs around his back, I had a clear view of him not so dry humping her. I could hear her whispering to him. He kissed her hard and turned to me.

R: "I'm about to fuck your wife Bitch. You're going to get to hear her call out my name in ecstasy. Problem is, she is plenty wet enough, but my cock is still dry. I can only get so much of her nectar on my cock like this. I need a panty clad limp dick husband to get my cock wet for her. Looks like you just volunteered. Get over here and suck my cock. Get it real wet, slather it up good. I want this 1st time to be unforgettable for your wife. Ok, that's enough Panty Boy."

Turning back to Heather, he kissed her again and asked, "How do you want it Baby, slow and tender or hard & fast?"

H: "Can't we have both? Start slow & take it from there? Have the Limp Dick guide you in, then you can have him attend to anything else you'd like to have done to you till we need to rest. Sound good to you Babe?"

"Sounds better than good to me, sounds excellent. Limp Dick, get over here. You get to feed my hard cock into your wife's hot wet pussy. When you get it all in, I want you to get behind me and lick my ass while I fuck your wife. I better feel that tongue in my ass while I'm bringing her to paradise. Do it NOW!" 

I reached in with my right hand and grabbed his hard wet cock. With my left I stroked her pussy and used my fingers to open her hungry lips. I slid his cock up & down a few times and then started to push his cock forward. Heather gasped as it went deeper. Her arms flew around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss. He pulled his cock out a couple of inches, and then slowly went back in. I didn't think he needed me anymore, so I went behind him. He knew it would be hard for me to lick his ass while he was humping, so all I could do was lick his ass when he pulled out. To be honest, I don't think he noticed or cared. He was distracted by something better than my tongue. I did think of one thing I could do that he might like. I reached between his legs and held his balls. I gently massaged them as he went faster and faster. Heather was screaming and rolling around, Rick was grunting and trying to suck on her tits some more. Heather's pitch suddenly got higher and Rick's thrust became erratic. Both started shaking and holding each other closer. I literally felt his ball sack pulse as it started to shrink. I felt every spasm as he filled her with his cum. Heather & Rick both froze and screamed so loud it set off our doorbell. I slipped away and got back to my original position on the floor. I watched as two sweaty bodies clung to each other while they twitched in involuntary jerking motions.

They laid there for a couple of minutes trying to catch their breath. Rick finally found the strength to sit up. He offered Heather a hand to pull her up straight. Since I was still sitting on the floor, Heather hooked her leg around my neck as she sat up. She scooted down so her ass was off the loveseat, leaning against Rick. She used her leg to pull me closer, directing me to her pussy which was already overflowing with his cum. She kept bending her knee until my face was up to her well used honey pot, only this time, it was different nectar I was expected to lick up. 

I knew she would still be sensitive, so I started slow & gentle. I had to kiss the big gob coming out first, then I started on all the fluids around her red swollen lips. I saw her stomach muscles contracting & knew she was pushing more out for me. I clamped down on her pussy and began sucking as much cum out as I could. I slipped 2 fingers in to get what was left, but was rewarded by having my hair pulled back. I guess she wasn't ready for that yet. Heather planted her foot on my shoulder & pushed me away, saying, "That's enough for me. Clean him up." 

I scooted over between his legs and took his cock into my mouth, not sucking but washing it with my tongue. I had to clean his whole groin, there was such a wet area from their joining. Once again, a hand grabbed my hair & pulled me away. 

Rick stood up & offered his hand to Heather. He picked her up and headed toward our bedroom.


Cuckold Chronicles: Rick Pt. 01



As they turned down the hallway, Heather told me, "Go clean the kitchen & feed the dogs. When you're done with that, you can come & see if we need your services again."

It took me about 15 minutes to complete my task. I could hear muffled voices, and see an occasional arm on the bed, but that was it. When I got to the room, they were sitting up in bed sharing a cigarette. They smiled when I walked in & took my seat in the corner. They had the sheet pulled up their waist and their backs were against the headboard. Rick had his arm around Heather's neck, gently playing with her breast. I could see Heather's hand slowly moving under the sheet, in the area of Rick's crotch. 

Rick kissed Heather and put his hand under her breast, supporting it for me to see. He leaned over and kissed it before turning back to look at me. Smiling even more he said, "Perfect timing Limp Dick, we need your input to our discussion. We were discussing our favorite positions during sex. Before we tell you ours, I want to know what your favorite is. Be honest with me, I want to know. The worst we can do is laugh at you and we're already doing that."

D: "Well Sir, my favorite position is on my knees at my wife's feet, waiting to fulfill any desire she has."

H: "Isn't that clever. Our little bitch is obeying & disobeying at the same time, Baby. He knows exactly what you meant. He does things like this hoping I will spank him, but he likes that too much. I have a much better punishment for him. I'll show you in a few minutes. Now Limp Dick, answer his question, back when you were a real man, what position did you like best?"

D: "Missionary. I loved seeing the look on her face, kissing her deeply and suckling her tits while we made love."

H: "Alright Limp Dick, your little witticism has spoiled what we had planned next. Close the blinds on the glass doors. All the way, I don't want to see outside. Rick, honey, slide down on the bed. I need to show our little slut something."

When Rick was in place, Heather pulled the sheet away, showing his semi hard cock. She kissed him and held her tits over his face. She rubbed them across his mouth a few times, then held them there for him to lick and kiss. 

She looked up at me & said, "Tell him the last time you got to do that Bitch."

D: "I'm not sure, maybe 6 or 8 years. I got to touch them a few times, but not kiss them."

Heather had a devilish grin as she moved lower to his cock. She grabbed it and started licking it like a popsicle. "Now tell him when the last time I did this to you."

"It's been years, Sir. I really can't remember."

By now, Heather was in an all-out blow job, sucking, slurping and moaning. She stopped paying homage to his cock with her mouth and got up on her knees beside him. She had him slide over to the middle of the bed. She threw her leg over him and straddled him across his cock, holding the tip of his wet hard cock in her hand. She was slowly rocking back and forth. She looked over her shoulder and said in a heated voice, "Kiss my ass and then get out. Lock & close the door behind you. You can listen outside if you want. When we call you, you can use the emergency key to come back in. Now go."

I crawled onto the bed and lightly kissed her ass cheek. Rick reached down and grabbed both cheeks, pulling them open. I leaned forward and stuck my tongue in as far as it would go. Heather reached back and grabbed my hair, pulling me away.

I got up, walked to the door and locked it. I chanced one more peek before closing the door. I watched Heather rise up and guide his cock into her more than willing pussy. She let out a loud hiss as she slid down. The door clicked closed, leaving me feeling very dejected and sad. My wife did indeed understand my desires. My cheeky comment had cost me the thrill of watching them and having the honor of cleaning and serving them. A mistake I don't intend to make again.

I went straight to the guest bathroom and grabbed the key. It had hung there for over 15 years. It saved us many times through the years when a small child would get locked in a room. It will open any bedroom or bathroom door. I took a chair from the dining room and sat outside my bedroom, trying to hear something. I was beginning to wonder if they fell asleep. They had been in there for just over an hour. Finally I heard Heather call out. "Hey, Limp Dick, get in here." I took the chair back to where it belonged and unlocked the door. The sight that lay before me is the stuff fantasies are made of. The covers and comforter were hanging off the bed. Heather's hair was a total mess. Rick's wasn't much better. They were both sweaty. She was ½ laying on him. I could see his cum leaking out, dripping onto the sheets. I saw a couple other wet spots as well. I walked to the end of the bed and waited for my orders.

H: "Clean him first Bitch, I want to play with him a little more. You better be quick, I'm full of cum and I can't hold it in much longer. Stand up Baby, make him kneel in front of you."

Rick got up & stood next to the bed. He stood there with his hands on his hips, waiting for me to start. He leaned over and kissed my wife and caressed her tits while I was washing him with my tongue.

Heather reached over & grabbed my hair, pulling my mouth away. She placed a pillow on the bed, right next to my head.

H: "Get up here Limp Dick. Lay down face up across the bed. It's time you showed my lover what a cum slut you are. I hope you're hungry, my lover left you 3 big loads of his sweet cum."

I did as she said, having a good idea for what she had in mind. As soon as I was in place, she straddled my face with her very wet and used pussy. She apparently relaxed her inner muscles because a flood of cum came pouring out onto my face. I tried to get it my mouth, but a few gobs hit my cheek and nose before she sat down and started rotating her hips. While I was cleaning her, she was leaning forward sucking his cock. Rick finally had to pull away from her.

R: "Heather Honey, I have to take a break. I need to get home. I've already cum 4 times. You're gonna kill me Babe. Let's save something for next time."

Heather reluctantly pulled back and looked down at me. She gave me a wink and climbed out of bed. She went to Rick's arms and gave him a deep kiss.

H: "You're right, I know you're right, but this has been so good. It was so much better than I had imagined. Limp Dick, go get his clothes. You can dress him while we say good night."

I scurried out of the room to fetch his clothes. When I got back, they hadn't moved. They were still in a lip lock. I got down on my knees and slipped on a sock, then the other one. I nudged a foot up and got his boxers started. They were still kissing, seemingly oblivious to me. I repeated the process with his pants. The shirt was more difficult. I had to pry one hand off her ass to slip into the arm of his shirt, then do the same thing with the hand mauling her tits. Finally, the shirt was on. I reached from behind to button it, but my hands were slapped away. I knelt down to put his shoes on and saw Heather buttoning his shirt, taking time to kiss both his nipples as they were covered. She tucked his shirt in his pants, seeming to take longer than needed to make sure the shirt-tail was smooth in the front. They walked arm in arm to the front door. I sat on the couch as they said goodnight again. Rick finally left and Heather closed & locked the door.

Heather came over to me, took my hand and led me to the bedroom. She had me eat her to 2 more orgasms before she drifted off to sleep.

Over the next few weeks, Rick was a frequent visitor at our house. They got together at least twice a week. I had learned my lesson. No more glib answers from me.

Rick had 2 places that he lived in. He owned a condo near the beach, which was close to 30 miles away from us. He had an apartment here in town. It was cheaper than all the gas he would use. He was only here on temporary assignment, then he would live at the condo permanently. He went to the condo on the weekends. Heather had gotten together with him a few times at his apartment without me and we had been to his condo several times. We had even been out to dinner with him a few times. He understood the difference between Dave and the Panty Boy. If it wasn't for the fact that he was fucking my wife and I was his clean-up bitch, we might have been buddies going to a ball game together. Everything seemed to be going fine. That's when you can get blind-sided.

Heather & Rick had gone out to dinner with some other folks from their office. It was all above board as far as the other people were concerned. They ended up at Rick's apartment, which wasn't uncommon.

She seemed extra sweet to me as I was cleaning his cum from her messy love-box. I looked up at her and she seemed troubled.

D: "You seem distressed or distracted. Is everything ok? Did he do something to upset you? 

H: "I am distracted, you're right and no, he didn't upset me. I'm just trying to decide how is the best way to talk to you about something. I don't know how you're going to react. I don't want to ruin the great relationship the 3 of us have. This is something we've never done. I'm actually nervous about mentioning it."

D: "I find it hard to believe after all these years and all we have been through together, that there is anything you'd be afraid to talk to me about. What is it? He wants to have a baby with you? We both know that can't happen. He wants you to leave me for him? We both know that will never happen. What could be worse than those things?"

H: "How about me spending the weekend with him in Daytona at his condo, without you? We would go straight there from work on Friday afternoon and you would come over Sunday afternoon to get me."

You could have knocked me over with a feather. I got out of bed and started pacing the floor. I tried to control my voice, but I was still in shock. All sorts of thoughts were running through my mind. Heather realized my emotional state, thinking she had pushed her relationship with Rick too far. She was hugging me, trying to comfort me.

H: "I'm sorry. I told you I didn't know how you would react. I won't do it if you don't want me to. Nothing is more important to me than you."

D: "You're damn right I don't want you to do it. There is no way I will allow my wife to spend a whole weekend with another man without me. I'll be there Saturday morning."

To be continued:



Cuckold Chronicles: Rick Pt. 01a



I'm Sorry. This was supposed to be part of Part 1. We had a glitch and this was left off. This is part 1A if you missed that in the title. It won't make much sense without reading Part 1 first. As always, constructive comments are graciously welcome.



Heather pushed me away and saw me smiling. "What did you say?"

"I said I would be there Saturday morning."

Now she looked pissed. "You mean you don't have a problem with me spending the night out of town with Rick?"

I just stood there, with that shit-eating grin on my face. "I didn't say I don't have a problem, I said I'd be there in the morning. The whole weekend? Hell NO. One night I can live with that. My concern is the precedent it will set. You have always come home to spend the night with me. It didn't matter if it was a date or just stopping by to play with your lover, you always came home to me. How long do you think it will be before he asks you to spend the night at his apartment? You've already spent the night once, right? So he'll think it can happen all the time. You see where I'm going with this?"

She wrapped her arms around my neck and whispered in my ear. "I see what you're saying and I agree; that could be a problem. I'll call Rick and make sure he understands that this a one-time only deal, unless you are there. Is that alright with you? I'll also tell him that it's only one night, not the whole weekend." I could tell she was getting aroused thinking about the possibility of spending the night with Rick. She was squeezing my neck and rubbing her body against mine, hoping I would agree.

I kissed her on the ear and whispered, "Yes, call him."

She seemed giddy as a school girl waiting for him to answer. I watched her trying to control her breathing as she told him what we had decided. According to Heather he agreed to everything, saying he understood. He also said he was going to call me to thank him and reassure me as well. 

I'm not sure what was going through her mind at the moment, but think she felt as if she had to thank me as well. She took me by the hand and led me back to bed. I went straight to her treasure box to try to please her, but she decided it was her turn to please and thank her me. She pulled me back up and laid me on my back. She straddled me, as she had done with so many lovers, and started kissing anywhere her lips would reach. I was allowed to play with her tits but when I tried to kiss them, she drew the line. She kissed her way down my chest and on toward my belly. As you all know, I am a limp dick, that's a fact. Not many people know that a limp dick can still have an orgasm. I tell her it still feels great, but my little wee-wee doesn't get hard enough to penetrate. Since my illness, my once respectable 8" cock had shrunk down to a tiny 2" nub. Once she had my panties off, she started licking & kissing it before sucking me into her mouth. She swirled her tongue all around. I hardened up a little bit, but was nowhere near what you could call hard. She bobbed her head up & down creating more friction. I started squirming and moving my hips, I suppose she was wishing my cock was longer. She was holding my tiny balls in her hand during all this. She slipped one finger into my mouth and then down to my ass. She wiggled it in up to her 1st knuckle. As she started pumping it in & out, I started moaning. She must have felt my balls tighten up, so she knew I was ready to pop. She stopped bobbing and just sucked hard on my dick. That did the trick. I don't shoot ropes anymore, it's just a stream of cum and that's what she got in her mouth, nice, warm and creamy. She stayed there until I stopped humping and she felt the last spasm in my balls.

She smiled at me and started crawling back up to my head. I started to say something, but she put a finger on my lips. She was straddling my puny prick, gently rubbing her wet pussy on it. She leaned down to kiss me. When I opened my mouth to welcome her, she gave me a tongue coated with my own cum, followed quickly with all the rest of my cum that was still in her mouth. That was the 1st snowball I had received with my own cum. It had always been one of her lover's cum before. I didn't shy away; I went after it with gusto.

I felt Heather get up and get dressed for bed. Just as I was drifting off to sleep, I felt her spoon up against me.

HEATHER:

I woke early the next morning. Dave usually gets up 1st and brings me my coffee in bed. I was still worked up, thinking about Dave's decision about letting me spend the night with Rick. I turned on the coffee pot and went into the shower. I had plenty of time so I spent more time on certain parts than was needed. God, how I love that hand held shower head! I could have used a shave, but that can wait till tomorrow morning, then I won't have to pack my shaving gear. The plan is to stay only 1 night, but with Dave there who knows, he might spend the night with us on Saturday. I think I can get by without shaving for 2 days. 

I finally got a grip on myself. I'm starting to obsess over this. What's wrong with me? I've had lots of lovers, but I haven't felt like this before. On the other hand, I've never spent the night with them before, without Dave there sleeping on the couch. I better talk to Dave when he gets up. He'll know what to say. He always does. 

Once I'm out of the shower & dried, I slip on my panties and bra. I left the bathroom & noticed Dave wasn't in bed. I opened his drawer & picked out a pair of panties and tossed them on the bed. I sat down at my make-up table just as Dave came in with 2 cups of coffee. 

H: "I was trying not to wake you; I wanted to let you sleep in this morning."

D: "It's OK; I heard some moaning from the shower & thought you might need some help."

H: "Thanks for the offer, but Mr. Shower Massage took care of my itch rather nicely."

Dave reached over to pick up his panties for the day.

H: "Don't put those on yet. I need to talk to you, not my Bitch. I'm so confused. All I can think about is this weekend. I've never been so excited about spending the night with a man before. I can't get it out of my head. How am I to conduct business the next 2 days with him around?"

I picked up her brush and started untangling her wet hair. This always seems to relax her. 

I kissed her shoulder and offered some advice.

"The fact you are excited about spending the night with him proves you should go. As far as business goes, you are both professionals. Neither of you got to where you are by letting your emotions impede your judgments. The two of you have acted proper for a month; two more days shouldn't be a problem. Do you think you can handle it for 2 days?"

She motioned for me to put on my panties, as she started to apply her make-up.

"I knew you would be the voice of logic in my world of lust. Now be a good Bitch and put my knee highs on. Good Boy. Now get that cream colored silk blouse. There's no reason for those fingers touching my nipples Bitch. Just button it up like you're supposed to. Now the pants, ok, you can kiss my pussy, just a peck though. That's enough. Get my blue heels, the dark ones. Yeah, that's them. OK. Go fix my breakfast while I do my hair."

I caught her off guard when I stopped at the door and turned back to her. 

"Did you notice how easily and quickly you went from loving wife to dealing with a panty clad limp dick husband? That is how you get through the next 2 days. You separate the two."

I had her bagel and orange juice ready when she came into the kitchen. 

She gave me a deep kiss and told me she loved me. She still had her arms around my neck when she gave me my instructions for the day.

 "You're right. I need to separate the two. You are so smart. The business world lost a great mind when they lost you. I need you to get my overnight bag out of the attic. Lay out 3 pairs of panties for me and 2 of my bikinis. I'll leave it up to you which ones you pick out, but of course, I'll have the final say as to what I take. I'm going shopping after work today. I need something sexy for Friday night and some new lingerie as well. I don't want him to think I'm wearing something someone else has played with. I don't know when I'll be home, so we can order some take-out. I'll leave that up to you. I'm just shopping; I'll come home straight a-way. I won't be seeing Rick tonight.

      Heather's Day at Work

Dave was right. It was easy for me to separate the two. There were a few awkward moments, like when he smiled at me as he walked past my office. He didn't make it easy during his HR review towards the end of the day. He kept winking at me & blowing kisses when our HR Director wasn't looking. I finally had to tell him to stop daydreaming and pay attention. It may have sounded like a reprimand to Wanda, but Rick knew exactly what I meant. This is a place for business, not childish flirting. I have to admit though, I had to go the ladies room and freshen myself up a bit. Rick called me just before I left for the day, asking if I wanted to go out for drinks after work. I turned him down of course, but he didn't mind so much when I told him what I was going shopping for.

I went straight to the mall. I hit my favorite store first; Dillard's. They have stylish clothing and better quality than what you can get at 'Wally World". Usually, I spend a lot of time browsing, but this time I knew exactly what I wanted. I went straight to the Young Professional section. I know, I'm not so young anymore, but it was the look I wanted. I found a nice black loosely pleated skirt that came about 4" above my knees. Next was red silk blouse with puffy sleeves. I didn't own a red ½ cup bra, so that was next in the cart; the matching string panties were an added bonus. I already have a nice pair of black ankle strap heels, so all I needed for this ensemble was some black hose. Now all I needed was something special from the lingerie department. It was as if fate had sent me there. I was getting a pair of black stockings, I never wear pantyhose, when I saw a mannequin in a teal fuck me outfit. It was a corset with built-in garters, stockings, G- string panties and a very sheer cover. Taking a pair of teal stockings, I shot over to the shoe department. Karma was with me, they had 3" heels that matched perfectly. I went back and got the outfit. 

Heather called & said she'd be home in about 45 minutes and asked me to order her something light. When she walked in the door, she gave me a much more passionate kiss than usual. She took her packages to the bedroom and came in to join me in our after-work cocktails. After we polished off the Chinese food I had ordered, we cuddled on the couch. I asked if I could have a fashion show of what she had bought. She said that she would, only because she hadn't seen what the complete outfit looked like yet. She put on the complete Friday dinner outfit she had just bought.

When she came out, all I could do was stare. I looked at her in shock. I pulled her to me & kissed her with all the passion I could muster. 

"I'd give my left nut to be able to take you to bed right now and screw your brains out. You look so sexy."

"Baby, you can take me to bed any time you want, with or without your left nut. I'm sure we can figure something out for both of us to feel good. Before we do that though, I still have to pack. Would you like to help me, or would you rather not watch that? If you're having second thoughts, just tell me, I won't go."

"NO, you should go, I know you want to go, but I don't want to watch you pack. I want to do it for you. Now let's get you undressed so you can pack your new things. I laid out what you said this morning. I wish you hadn't laid out any panties for me this morning, I wanted to be your husband tonight, not your Bitch."

"You'll have to keep them on until you've finished packing my bag for me to spend the night with my lover. After that, you can take them off."

She had me undress her and she showed me the proper way to fold the clothes to avoid as many wrinkles as possible. She had me bring her another pair of panties while she laid on the bed telling me what to put in next. She had me put the lingerie in, keeping it in the bag from the store. I guess she didn't want me to see it; yet. She figured they might go to the beach or out to the pool, so I had to pack the sarong she wore at their 1st meet. It sure went over well that night.

When everything was packed she told me to set her bag by the front door and to join her in bed. She was sitting on the side of the bed and motioned me to stand in in front of her. She kissed my belly as she pulled off my panties. She started at my thighs and nibbled around my balls, intentionally avoiding my cock. She kissed all around it, then lightly licking it. She slurped it into her mouth, swishing her tongue all over.

I pulled away and climbed onto the bed, pulling her with me. I held her tight and we kissed, oh how we kissed. We were caressing and fondling each other like we did years ago. 

I slid down and teased her, kissing all over her panties and inner thighs. As I started pulling them off, I began kissing the exposed skin. When they were finally gone, she grabbed my hair and shoved my mouth to her Honey Pot. She was grinding and humping, smearing her juices all over my face. She came with such force; she screamed and locked her legs around my neck. I was trying to breathe and escape her leg lock. I finally got free and crawled up next to her. 

I got the feeling that this was going to be something special. She was stroking my cock, trying to help me cum. She must have heard my breathing change and knew I was close. 

"Get up on your knees, Baby, I want you to cum on my tits. Come on, give me your cum. Shoot that load all over them. Make a nice mess on my girls. That's it Baby, let it go. I want all of it."

I let out a moan and arched my back. I touched the head on her nipple as the cum came oozing out. I seemed to have more cum than I was used to seeing. I stretched over her and did the same to the other nip. I was slowing down now, so I began smearing it on her areolas in wide circles. I wiped the cum from my hand in the valley of her cleavage, leaving a nice trail.

I plopped back down next to the love of my life, panting. When I finally calmed down enough, she got up on one elbow and lightly kissed me. 

"I want you to know how much I love you for letting me go to Ricks tomorrow. Even without panties on, you know you have to clean me whenever your cum is on my skin and you got a lot on me. Now start licking and take all the time you need to do a good job. Who knows, you might have to hold and squeeze my breast to get to all the spots."

I don't think I have moved that fast in years. I walked around to her side of the bed and kissed her. I cupped both her breast at the same time as I leaned over and kissed, first one nipple and then the other, swirling my tongue all the while. When I was finished licking up my own man juice, I started kissing and massaging her mounds. Ten minutes later, my back finally told me to stop. Each hard nipple got one last suckling and I went back to lie next to her. 

We drifted off to sleep, me spooning her with one hand holding her boobs.



Cuckold Chronicles: Rick Pt. 02



This is Heather's story from Friday morning till Dave joins the fun Saturday morning.

I got up early Friday morning. I took my shower and made sure to shave extra close. When I came out of the bathroom, my clothes for the day were laid out on the bed and a cup of coffee was steaming on my make-up table. I dried & fixed my hair and did my make-up in record time. I packed my cosmetics and called Dave in to dress me. There was no fooling around this morning, just getting me dressed for work, like any other morning. I opened his panty drawer and took out a new pair I had been saving.

"I'll leave it up to you. Do you want to be in panties while I'm gone? If you do, pick out a pair when you get dressed. I want you to wear these in the morning when you join us."

I held up his present. It was a pair of black panties with "CUCKOLD" written across the ass. I tossed them to him and went to the kitchen to get my breakfast. As I was finishing my coffee, I called Dave to take my bags out to my car. 

"Be a dear and put my bags in the trunk for me, would you? I'll be right out."

I met him at the car as he was closing the trunk. I gave him a deep wet kiss, promised I'd call from time to time and headed to what I knew would be a day of clock watching.

I kept my office door closed as much as I could; knowing Rick would be passing by. I was so excited I didn't know if I could keep up the façade of me just being his trainer. 

Rick called my cell phone late in the day, asking where I wanted to meet him. I told him the Park-N-Ride at the I-4 exit 111B by my house. There's a P-N-R at exit 108 as well, didn't want him at the wrong one.

He popped his head into my office around 4 pm. "Heather, I have to hit the bank before I head home, okay if I duck out a bit early? We don't have any more sessions scheduled for today, do we?" He lowered his voice and added; "At least at the office". He had that devilish grin plastered across his face, the grin that attracted me to him in the 1st place. He was standing in my doorway and rubbing his crotch! I couldn't tear my eyes away from it.

I finally gave in and flirted back. "No, nothing scheduled right now, but if something should rise up, we may have to get together and pound out a solution to all parties' mutual satisfaction." 

I was barely able to keep a straight face when I said that. Rick stood there with his mouth open. I pointed at the door and mouthed the word GO. He finally found his feet and willed them to leave my office. The next 45 minutes dragged by, but I got out of the office just around 5. Because it was Friday afternoon at 5 o'clock, traffic was thicker than usual. What should have been a 20 minute drive turned into a 45 minute crawl.

I saw his convertible as soon as I pulled in. How can you miss a car parked catty-cornered across 2 parking spaces. He must have been watching because as I entered, he backed up and pulled into a single space. As I was parking, he popped open his trunk. I did the same once I shut off the engine. By the time I got out, he was already putting my bags in his trunk. I met him at the trunk and he pulled me into his arms, kissing me deeply.

"A bit eager to get started, are we?" I asked while I pushed him back. 

"You know I am. After your comments in your office, I don't know if I can wait to get to my place."

"Well, Stud, you're going to have to wait. You promised me dinner and dancing and I haven't been dancing in years, so I'm not going to let you wiggle out of it. Now let's get on the road."

The drive to Daytona from there is about 25 minutes. It was uneventful, unless you count his hand under my skirt and my hand on his very hard cock. 

Since we were both distracted, the drive didn't seem so long. We got my bags into his bedroom and he stripped down, laying on the bed naked. I unpacked my clothes for the night, putting them on hangers to straighten out. 

"Where are we going for dinner and do we have reservations?"

"It's an Italian place called Bella Vita, I love it there. We have a 7:30 table."

Grabbing my clothes, I headed for the bathroom. "We don't have much time then. I'm changing in the bathroom so you can be surprised. Undressing me with your eyes will have to do for now."

I took my whole ensemble with me including my make-up case. I took my time, getting everything just right. When I came out, a very dejected Rick was waiting for me. His sad puppy-dog eyes lit up when he saw me. I'm my own worst critic, but even I thought I looked hot. I walked to the middle of his living room and twirled around, letting my skirt flare out. He got a nice view of my red panties. I slowly unbuttoned my blouse enough to show him my bra. He came closer and reached for my tits. I backed up, buttoning my blouse as I did.

"Whoa Tiger, we have plenty of time for that later, and I'm expecting a lot of that, but right now, we have reservations. I'm hungry and you need to eat to keep up your strength for later."

He finally acquiesced and we left for the restaurant. It was every bit as good as Rick said. To make sure Rick was still on fire, my stockinged foot was on his thigh and crotch through most of dinner. I can be such a tease at times. I didn't realize it then, but that would be a problem later.

Rick told me he had a standing Friday night get together with some friends at a country bar called "Cowboys". He asked if I liked country music. I told him I was born & bred country. I didn't wear shoes till I started going to school. Dave had to help me learn how to use proper grammar. I'm as Southern as grits and collard greens. 

Rick paid the check and we walked arm in arm out to his car. I loved the fact that I didn't have to worry about anyone I know seeing us acting like this. Not many people drive from Orlando to Daytona Beach just to go out on a Friday night. If we go to the beach tomorrow, that might be a problem, but tonight, I was Rick's girl and I was going to let everyone know it. We sat and kissed a bit before he started the car & we headed to the bar. Once we were parked there, we made out a bit more. We both were getting a bit heated so I broke the mood by telling him I wanted to go in.

After Rick paid the cover charge, I got a wicked thought and asked the bouncer if he would take a picture of me with my phone. I posed in front of the big display with the shirts they sell there. Then I had him take a pic of me & Rick kissing. As we were walking away, he jokingly said, "What are you going to do, send that to an old boyfriend?" I gave him a big smile and said, "Nope, my husband," and we walked away leaving him wondering. 

It wasn't overly crowded since it was not quite 9:00 yet, so we found the table with his friends. The introductions were made all around. I hoped I could remember their names. They were all in their 40's and attractive enough in their own ways. Tony was the flirt, Sam was the tall athletic one, Frank a bit of a belly and was the only one married and Jon was a Latino, who thought he was God's gift to women. I noticed Frank kept staring at my hands. I realized, as the only married guy there, he was looking at my wedding ring. I whispered to Rick what was happening. I told him to explain to them what our situation was, I didn't want them to think I was a cheating slut. As we were talking, the band was setting up. Rick ordered the 1st round of drinks and I excused myself to the ladies room. I checked my make-up and took advantage of being alone to send Dave the pics we just took. I also wanted to give Rick time to talk to his friends.

I got back to the table as the waitress was serving the drinks. Rick knew I liked Margaritas, so I had one setting at my chair. Rick offered a toast to "old friends and the most beautiful woman in the house". I whispered in his ear that he didn't have to butter me up, I was a sure thing to go home with him. He smiled and leaned back in his chair, saying loud enough for all to hear "I'm not trying to butter you up, I'm just stating a fact. What about you guys? Do you think she's beautiful?"

There was agreement all around the table. I even heard some old lines I hadn't heard since college, like, "She can put her shoes under my bed anytime" "I wouldn't kick her out of bed" "She can eat crackers in my bed anytime."

I was laughing at all of them, then I grabbed Rick's hand and told him I wanted to dance. They changed to a slow song just as we got on the dance floor. I melted into his arms with my head against his chest and swayed to music and the beating of his heart. I felt his hand sliding up & down my back and across my ass. His other hand slid up and undid the top button of my blouse, followed by a gentle kiss. I could feel his cock hard as iron against my pelvis. I was grinding against him as he was doing the same to me. We had a nice kiss at the end of the song and went back to the table. 

Jon was on the floor dancing but the other guys were just sitting there chatting. "Why are you guys just sitting around," I asked, "Why aren't you zeroing in on some young thing. There are lots of girls here for you to pick from."

Tony stood up and bowed, holding out his hand, "I was just waiting for the hottest woman here to come off the floor. Rick, with your permission, I would like to dance with Heather, if she wants to, of course."

Rick looked at me. I smiled and nodded a yes. I took Tony's hand & he led me to the middle of the floor, I would find out soon why. It wasn't a real slow song, but not fast either, but he grabbed me held me tight to him, not dancing as much as pushing his cock against me. I tried to pull away but he was too strong. I told him to let go, but all he did was hiss something about being a slut. 

I relaxed and as soon as he thought I had given in, I gave him a knee as hard as I could. I left him in the fetal position on the floor with at least 100 people watching, some were laughing and pointing. 

I went straight to Rick and told him I wanted to leave. Of course, he wanted to know what happened. I was so mad, I told him. He didn't say a word, just went out on the floor and found Tony still curled up. He just grabbed him by the back of his collar and dragged him back to the table. He wasn't gentle when he picked him up and slammed him back in his seat.

I saw the bouncer coming our way. 

"Rick, you know we don't allow fighting in here. I'm sorry but you guys have to leave."

"Jake, this wasn't a fight, it was a misunderstanding. Heather & I are leaving anyway. They should be allowed to stay though. I'll talk to you guys later. Tony, you're a piece of shit. I would never do something like that to your date. We've known each other since we were kids, but I'm telling you now, you ever treat her like that again you'll think that what she gave you was a love kiss. You better start thinking of a way to make up for this to both of us, especially Heather. Till then, you're dead to me! Let's go Honey, I'm through here."

We sat in silence on the way to Rick's condo. I tried a couple of times to tell him I was sorry, but he just put his hand up to stop me. I could tell he was mad, I just wasn't sure at who. I found out when he parked in his spot at the condo. He held me, kissing me all over my face, not in passion but with concern for my well being. I think maybe in his mind, he hadn't protected me as much as he should have. I had to let him know I was ok. I pulled him up and kissed him deeply. He held me tight. 

I had to get his head back in the game, so to speak. I broke the kiss and looked him the eye. I told him everything was fine and I thanked him for sticking up for me, even though he might have lost a dear friend. I had one last salvo left, so I fired a shot across the bow.

"Rick, I need you to do something for me. I'll understand if you don't want to, but at least think about it."

"You know I'd do just about anything for you, just ask."

"Would you take me up to your condo and fuck my brains out? We have all night and tomorrow morning and I don't want to play Scrabble all night." To emphasize my point, I grabbed his cock, which wasn't even hard. Now I know he was upset. That didn't hold true for long as my words reached his brain.

He kissed me hard and unlocked the doors. He came around and opened my door and arm in arm, we went upstairs.

As soon as we were inside, we were at each other's clothes. I had to slow him down. I thought about the new outfit I bought to wear when we got back here, but it didn't seem prudent to break the mood after what we had been through. So, I told Rick I wanted a pic after every piece came off. Rick took off my blouse and took a pic with my phone. He took another when my skirt was on the floor. When he took off my bra, he took the pic with his hand holding it, still showing my tits. The last pic was taken in the mirror, showing him kissing my pussy while I was holding my panties.

Now it was time for me to undress my lover. Strange, I never think about that part anymore, Dave always does that for us. Still, I remember how it's done and how to keep the guy on edge. I kissed his chest as I unbuttoned his shirt, he kicked off his shoes. I knelt down and pulled off his socks and just as I touched his belt to loosen it, I saw a flash. Rick wanted Dave to see me undress him. I unbuckled his belt and flipped the button loose. When I got the zipper open, I leaned in and bit it with my teeth. I looked up and saw another flash. With the zip down, I grabbed both his pants & underwear and pulled them to his ankles. As I was pulling them off his feet, I saw another flash. I straightened up and found myself in the age old position of kneeling in front of a naked man with a hard cock, aiming right at my face. What's a girl to do? Nature takes over and I grab that stick and lean inward. There's another flash. My mouth opens for the cock that brings me such joy. A tap on my head makes me look up, and another flash. Several licks and lots of sucking got several more flashes. 

We finally moved to the bed. Rick was doing a fine job eating my pussy, making it difficult for me to send the pics to Dave. He brought me to 3 nice orgasms, but now it was time for the grand finale. I pulled him up and he gravitated to my tits, licking and sucking like a wild man. I hoped he kept up his exuberance when that cock got to my pussy.

I didn't have long to wait. Rick climbed a bit higher, kissing my neck and shoulder. His cock was now at my special place, waiting to be invited in. I could feel the head nudging me. With one hand I reached down and lined it up to rub my very wet labia. With my other, I pulled his ass in, so he would rub his cock up & down a bit. Oh how I love that. We were both getting eager, so he took control. He reached down & fed that fuck stick into my ever ready hot love hole. How can I describe the bliss and the feeling of fullness from a hard cock in a moment of passion? He did take me like a wild man, much more forceful than all the other times we had had sex. It was by far, the best sex we had ever had. 

I dozed off, but was stirred by my phone beeping. It was a text from Dave saying he loved me, he was going to bed and he'd see me around 10 AM. I noticed all the pics Rick had taken had been sent to Dave. There was a new one I didn't know he took. He must have taken it while I was passed out. It was a pic of my pussy leaking his sperm, a lot of it. It was titled, "1st load you missed".

We spooned up and went to sleep. A couple hours later, I felt a hard cock pressing against my ass, not trying to enter, just lying flat, and slightly rubbing. I'm not sure if he was awake or not, but I was ready for more. I spread my legs a bit and reached back to direct that wonderful cock to my waiting pussy. He still hadn't made any sound or movement to tell me he was awake. I was doing all the work, pumping that cock into me. It was like a role reversal of those videos of drunk girls getting fucked while they are passed out. Let there be no doubt, I was taking advantage of him being asleep. Somehow, I don't think he'll mind. I was really fucking him hard now, slamming my ass up against him. Did he wake up or was it just a natural reaction brought about by millions of years of evolution. I don't know, but he started humping back, and his arm came around and cupped my breast, tweaking my nipple. I was too far gone to care. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it harder. His hand dropped down to my pussy and started rubbing my clit. Ok, now he's awake, I'm sure. The pressure on my clit did it for me. I jerked and writhed against his cock, only to be rewarded with a shower of hot cum flooding my cunt again. Ladies, you know the feeling. It only enhances all the nerve endings in your body. 

It took a few minutes for both of us to gather our senses. Once we did, Rick took my phone & saved for posterity the image of my leaking pussy and his messy cock. I took the phone and titled the pussy pic "2nd load you missed" and his cock pic "No limp dick here".

We kissed a bit and fell back to sleep. 

I woke up because the sun was shining through the window. I looked at the clock & saw it was after 9. I knew Dave was supposed to be here around 10 and he is very punctual. I looked over at my lover. He was laying on his back, naked. I wasn't dressed much more. All I had on were my stockings from last night and they were sagging at my knees. I pulled them back up and decided to do something I hadn't done in many years. I carefully slid down and started sucking Rick's semi-hard cock. I wanted the 1st sensation he felt that morning to be my mouth on his cock. I know every man dreams of this and I used to do this for Dave on special occasions. Even though he was still asleep, his cock responded. As it grew, he started to come around. He was involuntarily moving his hips while still not quite awake. When I felt his hand on my head, I knew he was awake. I looked at him and smiled. 

"You have another load left in you? 

I didn't wait for an answer. I swung my leg over and impaled myself on his cock in one fluent movement. I was rocking and sliding without waiting for him. He finally got with the program and grabbed my hips, pumping up on my down thrust. It was a quickie, there's no doubt, but I needed it. Rick didn't let me down either. He came through like a trooper. 

I rolled off his gorgeous cock and laid back down. Just as Rick was about to lay down with me, there was a knock at the door. 

I looked at the clock, it was straight up 10.



Cuckold Chronicles: Rick Pt. 03



I tried to spend my day like it was any other. I did the yard work I had planned on. I tidied up my workshop and cooled off in the pool for a while. I took my shower and cleaned up, just as if expecting Heather home at any time. But this wasn't like any other day. Heather wouldn't be home tonight. That thought was even more evident as I got dressed. I wore underwear, not panties. True, the panties would have reinforced the fact that I was a cuckold husband, left alone for the night. 

It was after 5 by now, I imagined she was on her way to meet him. I walked around the house, trying to find something to do. Playing cards and reading porn on the computer couldn't keep my interest. At 6:00 I figured they were on the hi-way. I wondered if she was sucking his cock while he drove, or was he playing with her pussy at 70 mph?

Around 9:00, I decided to go to the local sports bar & get something to eat. Just as my burger was being served, my phone beeped. I saw it was a text from Heather. I opened it up and it was a pic of her in her new outfit, followed by another one of her kissing Rick. It looked like it might have been taken at an upscale bar. It didn't look like a dark and seedy place. 

I sat there brooding, wondering what they were doing now. Even the baseball game on the TV didn't help my mood. I must have reached for my phone a dozen times to call her; to say our secret word, to tell her I was coming to get her. I had one more beer and decided to go home. I had given my approval to this tryst; I wasn't going to back out now. Besides, they weren't going to do anything I hadn't seen them do before. I guess the problem was that she wasn't coming home to me like she always has in the past. 

I got home a little after 11. I had just gone to bed when my phone beeped again. I was treated to a pic of Heather without her blouse, showing off that new bra (and her hard nipples). While I was still staring it, it flashed letting me know there was another message. The new message was another pic, this time she was sans her skirt, standing there so sexy looking in her bra, panties, stockings and heels. Another pic came through, showing a hand holding her bra, with her tits fully exposed. One last twist of the knife was a pic of Rick kneeling, kissing her pussy. She was only wearing her stockings, heels and a smile. I could tell it was shot in a mirror because the phone was in one of Heather's hands while the other hand held her panties.

I thought the show was over, so I turned out the light and tried to sleep. I had just closed my eyes when my phone started beeping. I had to get up to turn on the light, but the phone kept beeping. I picked up my phone & saw a string of pics. It looked like Heather undressing Rick, including her sucking his hard cock. I sure couldn't sleep now, so I went to the living room & looked for something to watch. Maybe 10 minutes later, I heard that familiar tone. I saw a pic of cum flowing out of a red swollen pussy, with the title "1st load you missed". 

I paced around for a bit. After about 15 minutes, I sent my own text. I told Heather I loved her & would see her in the morning.

I had a couple shots of scotch to soothe my nerves. As I laid there on the couch, all I could think of was my Heather being taken care of so well. I didn't even realize I was playing with my limp dick while I thought about what she was doing. I closed my eyes and envisioned what she was doing to him and what he was doing to her. I was jerking hard, thinking I would be called in soon to clean up. All my doubts vanished as I shot cum all over my belly. I scooped up what I could, licked my fingers clean and fell asleep on the couch. 

The liquor must have done the trick. I didn't wake up till close to 8 the next morning. As I was getting my coffee, my phone beeped again. It showed a missed message from 3:17 this morning. I checked & was greeted with 2 more pics, 1 of her pussy again, leaking of course and 1 of a messy slimy cock. One pic said "2nd load" & the other said "no limp dick here". I didn't know how much more of this I could take. I did know one thing for certain. I wouldn't have to see it in pictures again. My place was on the floor next to his bed, waiting to be called into service. 

After a night of torment and self-doubt, I had a new outlook on the situation. I would talk to Heather the 1st chance we had to be alone. I showered and shaved before getting dressed to pick up my wife. A day at the beach called for casual dress. I chose something simple, deck shoes, shorts, a polo shirt and of course, my new panties, which proclaimed to anyone that saw them that I was a cuckold.

A few minutes after 9, I headed out. From our house to Rick's place was a 35 minute drive with no traffic problems. I always factor in the unexpected, so I was sitting at the 7-11 across the street from his condo about 10 minutes till 10. I used the restroom and grabbed a soda. I pulled into one of his allotted spaces with 3 minutes to spare. I stood outside and watched until my watch hit 10 AM. I knocked on the door, not knowing what I would find when they opened the door.

A minute later, Rick opened the door. He was naked with a very wet semi hard cock, still dripping cum from it. He was smiling when he motioned me inside.

"Heather was right, you are very punctual. Strip for me, I want to see those new panties I heard about. Come on, be quick about it."

I undressed as fast as I could, turned and bent over to show him my name for the day. As always, I got a sharp slap on the ass telling me to straighten up.

"Come with me, Cuckold, we need your services."

I followed him to the bedroom. Heather was lying on bed with that "just-laid-look" on her face. Her hair was a mess and she was only wearing her black stockings. The thing that caught my eye though was the gob of cum slipping out of her well used pussy. I stood at the end of the bed admiring the view when I felt a hand on my shoulder, pushing me to my knees. Once all the way down, I was met with a slimy cock rubbing against my cheek. I didn't need to be told what to do. I caught his cock in my mouth and began washing it with my tongue, tasting both of their juices, both fresh and stale.

When he was satisfied with my work, he pushed me away, telling me to clean my wife. As I crawled up on the bed, he walked around to, leaned over and kissed her, then offered his cock to her mouth. Heather was purring dreamily while I cleaned the rather large mess between her legs. She was softly sucking Rick's cock back to hardness. 

When he slid his hand down to play her clit, she stopped him.

"I'm sorry, Baby, but I need a break from that. I know you want to play some more. I have an idea though. Cuckold, that's enough of that. Come kneel over here. Rick, why don't I suck you to the brink and then you can coat my cuckold's face. I love watching that. We still have all day for more fun together."

I whipped my head to the side and stared at Heather. I took a deep breath before I found the nerve to say, "Before you do that, maybe you'd like some of the licorice I brought you?"

That stopped Heather in her tracks. She looked at me and let loose of Ricks cock. Licorice is our code word. We came up with that because she can't stand it and I only tolerate it. In all our years of swinging and now in our Hotwife/Cuckold life, neither of us had ever had to use it.

"Rick, Baby, Dave and I need to talk. Can we have some privacy for a few minutes? I promise it won't be long."

"No problem Honey, take all the time you need. I'm guessing that was your safe word. I'll just check on the scores from last night. I'll be in the living room, just holler when you're done." He left us alone, closing the bedroom door behind him.

I got up and pulled the chair from the corner over to sit beside the bed. It seemed strange, all the times I had sat in this chair, it was to watch them fuck and now I'm in it again to tell her I have a problem with it. I took another deep breath, not knowing exactly where to start. I was wringing my hands and staring at the floor.

"Dave? What's wrong? Was it because I wanted to see you get a cum facial? Talk to me Honey, we have always talked things through."

"It wasn't that. It was this whole episode. I was miserable all night. Several times last night I almost called you. I don't want you to ever do this again. I thought I was just coming here to pick you up and take you home. Maybe spend a few hours on the beach, not the whole day. I agreed you could spend the night, but sometimes I get the feeling it is all about your pleasure, not thinking about mine or my feelings. The pics of your messy pussy stung the most. They were on the verge of being cruel. I'm sure if I had been here, we wouldn't be having this discussion. I just felt so left out. For the 1st time in our marriage, I got to thinking you might want someone other than me. I convinced you to take a lover as a compromise to make sure you were sexually taken care of, so we wouldn't have to face you having an affair. I don't know if I'm making much sense right now, but that's how I feel."

I was fighting to hold back my tears. I looked up at Heather and saw she was crying softly. I climbed on the bed and cuddled up to her, to comfort her as I always did when she was sad.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know you felt that way. Let's get dressed and go home. I'll tell Rick it's over. We're pretty much over the regular get togethers anyway. He starts at the Daytona branch on Monday. This was supposed to be our last hurrah, so to speak. We might still see each other from time to time and the summer is still young, but the weekday tryst will stop. I never meant to hurt you. I just got carried away. Please don't ever doubt me. Please forgive me. Please."

"Heather, please calm down. Listen to me. I don't want to go home yet. I don't want you to break up with Rick. I told you, if I had been here, everything would have been fine. The fact you got carried away last night means you were really enjoying yourself. I love my role in your sex life. Yes, I wish I wasn't a limp dick, but I love being your Bitch, Cuckold or anything else we come up with. All I'm saying is, I don't want you spending the night with your lover without me being there. If something had happened last night, I wouldn't have been there to protect you. Did you two have anything planned for today, besides lots of screwing?"

"We were going to go out for lunch, walk around near the beach. We were going to leave you here. Rick said he has a present for you, but I don't know exactly what it is."

"After all I just said, you still intend to leave me here while you go out? I don't believe it! This what I was talking about, some respect, not a lot, just a little." I was about to pull my panties off when Heather stopped me.

"Hold on. You said everything would have been fine if you had been here. Well we can't change that. We are just going out for lunch and a little shopping Beachside. Then we are coming back, and yes we will probably have sex before we head home. There will be no sex while we are out. I can promise you that. Now exactly what is it you want us, me & Rick, to do? I have already apologized and I'll make sure Rick does as well. What are we, you & me going to do?" 

"Go out & talk to him. Let him know what the problem is. Call me out when you guys decide if we're going home or you're going out. You know what name to use to let me know."

My anger had ebbed quite a bit. I was pacing the room, trying to hear what they were saying. I heard Heather giggle, then Rick yelled, "Cuckold, come on out here."

That was my answer, they were going out. I slowly walked into the living room. Rick stood and extended his hand to me. "Dave, I'm sorry about last night. I was out of line. Heather didn't know I took that 1st cum shot. I hope we can continue our playtime. I promise this won't happen again. So, what do you say, friends?"

I shook his hand and nodded yes. When he broke the grip, he reached back and picked up a bag laying on the couch. As he opened it, he said, " Well, Cuck, I've watched you many times when we sent you out of the room to clean the kitchen or vacuum the floors. I always thought something was missing. It hit me when we started planning this weekend. I found this last week at a party store and thought of you right off. I hope it's your size."

I opened the bag and pulled out a French Maids outfit, complete with my black heels from home. I know my face was red, even more so when I heard Heather giggling.

"Thank you sir, but can I ask, how did my heels get here? Heather said she didn't know what my surprise was."

"All I know is Rick called me & had me sneak your shoes into my bag. I asked why & he said it went with your gift. I told you he bought you a gift but I didn't know exactly what."

"One last thing, Cuck, let's not allow things to get this far again. Think up a safe word for you & me. I've given you my word, I will consider your feelings in the future. Now if we're all ok here, Heather & I need to shower before we leave and you need to change. Keep your panties on, the one's you're wearing describe you better than the ones that came with your uniform. Come on Baby, I want to wash all your sweet spots."

Hand in hand, they walked to the master bath. I changed quickly, taking my panties off only long enough to attach the garters to the stockings. The rest was a one piece, that didn't even cover my panties. The apron snapped on the body, but was still above my waist. If I didn't already look ridiculous, I knew I did when I put on the hat. It had a small hair comb attached to keep it on. I slipped on my heels and sat on the bed, waiting for them to come out of the shower. 

They came out quicker than I expected. Maybe all the drama earlier took the edge off their lust. They both tried to hide their laughter when they saw me. Heather shook her head in amusement. "This will never do," she said as she took off my hat. She picked up her brush, undid my ponytail and brushed my hair out flat. Since my hair comes down just below my shoulders, she parted it so it hung down on both shoulders. She put the hat back on and smiled at me. "Much better," she whispered.

"Go get my teal bikini from my bag, along with the sarong and my Kino's."

"Your sarong? The same one you were wearing the 1st time I came to your house? Damn, you looked so hot that night!"

"Care to imagine how I'm going to look with only a string bikini under it?"

I brought her clothes to her and she dropped her towel. When I knelt to put on the bottoms, she put one hand on my head for balance and grabbed Rick's cock with the other.

Once I had them pulled up, she told me to take care of him. He sent me to his dresser to get a pair of briefs. As I slid them up, he held on the Heathers tits, pretending to need them for balance. They decided they didn't need me anymore. Rick whispered in Heather's ear, she nodded a yes, so he looked at me. "Fifi, go to the kitchen and start cleaning the mess. I'll be out in a minute." They both got a chuckle over my new name.

As I was filling the sink with water, Rick came out. "Did you come up with a safe word for us? I want to be sure we're on the same page."

"How about "nix", simple & to the point.

"Have you thought about using it since you & Heather came out of the bedroom? I'm talking about your new outfit of course."

"No, I haven't, but I won't keep my feelings bottled up again. That's what caused all this in the 1st place. I'll make sure to convey my feeling if I feel the need."

"That's good. See that small closet over there? You'll find a sweeper, dust cloths and dust spray in there. While we're gone see what you can do about the living room, after you finish the kitchen of course."

Heather came walking out about that time. She looked like every red blooded males dream girl. Just the right amount of make-up, golden hair flowing, the blues and greens of the sarong, along with the glimpses of her bikini, complimented her green eyes. 

All I could do was stare at her. I finally pulled myself together and managed to say, "You look gorgeous. You are a living doll."

Rick agreed and went to kiss her, but she held him off. 

"If you start that again, we'll never get out of here."

Just as they turned toward the door, Rick's phone rang. He looked at the phone, then at Heather. "It's Sam. Hey Sam. No, Heather & I are just walking out to grab some lunch & walk around the beach. I don't know Sam. I'll ask her & call you right back. Yeah, in just a few minutes." He closed his phone and took Heather's hand saying, "I'll explain on the way to the café" as they walked out the door.

       Heather

Rick told me that Sam felt bad about last night, even though he hadn't done anything wrong. He wanted us to get to know each other better. All he wanted to do was to come by & visit for a while, so I wouldn't think all his friends were jerks. I suggested he meet us for lunch, feeling sure he wouldn't get out of line in public during the day. Rick had already proved he would protect me. 

Rick called & made the offer. Sam said that was great & we all met up at Castaway's Bar & Grill. It's a funky little place right on the beach. Sam looked a lot better to me in the light of day. He was tall, tanned and very nicely built, with jet black wavy hair. 

Most of the conversation was them telling me about how they met, how long it has been and some of the trouble they had gotten into over the years. 

Sam looked around to make sure no one was close by and said quietly, "Can I ask about your relationship with your husband and with Rick? It sounds so wild and very hot, if I understood Rick right last night."

Rick and I explained it in depth to a shocked Sam. I made sure he knew Dave and I were very much in love and Rick made sure to say what a great guy Dave was. Sam dropped his fork when Rick told him Dave was at the condo, cleaning it. He started laughing when I told him what Dave was wearing.

"Guys, you have to let me go back to the condo with you, I really need to see this for myself; for the main reason I would like to get together with you myself. Not to step on Rick's toes or come between you two, but I live a lot closer than Rick does. What are you going to do when his training is over? I live in Lake Mary, that's just a hop from Orlando. What do you say?"

I looked over at Rick and smiled. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled back. I looked at Sam in a different light, for the 1st time I wondered how he liked to kiss, how big his cock was, will he be a good lover. 

"Rick, lets skip the beach & go back to your place, we can relax in the hot tub, or even better have drinks on the balcony. That way Fifi can serve us drinks while we all get to know each other, and Sam & Fifi can meet."

"Well, it's all ok with me, but I think we should at least take a dip in the pool or hot tub before going upstairs. I want everyone at the pool to see the hot woman I'm with. Let them wonder what you are going to do with 2 hot horny guys fawning over you."

I stood up and threw my beach bag over my shoulder. As I walked away, I looked back, saying, "I've been wondering the same thing myself."

The whole way back to the condo, I was fighting with myself over what I should allow when were back inside. I imagined us in the hot tub, with me in the middle, hands sliding all over me, my hands being pulled to hard cocks. Who was going to kiss my breasts first? Would they both suck my nipples at the same time? Which one would slide his fingers into my pussy first? Oh, how I love feeling those light strokes on my inner thigh and across my belly. My thigh & belly?

I wake from my daydream to realize Rick has slipped his hand between my legs while he was driving. Sam figured it was alright to rub my belly. I grabbed both hands and returned them to their respective laps. That made my mind up for me. We were going straight upstairs, if they didn't like it, Dave & I would go home. 




Cuckold Chronicles: Rick Pt. 03



As firmly as I could, I kept my hands on their wrist. "You two seem to have decided that I'm going to fuck you both when we get back. Maybe you guys are used to picking up sluts who gladly lay back and spread their legs for you. Sam, I don't know you well enough yet and Rick, you know better. I may be a Nympho, but I'm not a slut. When we get back, we'll go upstairs and have drinks out on the balcony, we'll talk and Sam can decide how he feels about Fifi. I'm through talking. Rick you better explain things to Sam about Dave. There's a very thin line that mustn't be crossed again."

I clammed up and Rick went on telling Sam the problem with last night and this morning. 

As we got in the elevator, I asked Sam if a man had ever sucked his cock. 

"Hell no, I'm not gay. That's never going to happen."

Rick interjected, "So if you have a guy suck your cock, it means your gay? Well you might as well get off at the next floor. If you want Heather to hook up with you, well that's a big part of it. Dave's main job is getting the guy hard for Heather, making sure he stays hard and licking both of them clean when they take a break. Believe me; Heather gets excited watching that, very excited. Do you think I'm gay?"

"Of course not. I've known you for 15 years, I'm sure I would know if you were."

"I'm glad to hear you say that. I'm not gay as I'm sure Heather could verify and she can also verify Dave isn't gay either. He doesn't go out looking for cocks to suck, but he knows how much it turns her on. I've asked him, he doesn't mind it; it doesn't bother him at all. The taste of cum doesn't bother him either, especially when it's mixed with Heather's juices. It was a little strange for me too, the 1st time I ordered him to get me hard. It wasn't even needed, but it's part of the humiliation he wants. One last thing before we go in, you have to remember, Dave can end all the fun and games at any time, like I found out this morning, just like Heather or me."

As Rick was unlocking the door, I turned to Sam. "Remember, we are going to talk, no promises about anything else happening. As my dear Dave likes to say, your interview started when I said "Hello". This is the time if we find out if you can handle what we like to do in a sexual situation. If it's not, I hope we can still be friends, if it is, then it only gets better."

I was putting the sweeper away when I heard keys in the door. I stood in the kitchen, like a new recruit waiting for inspection. They were back a lot sooner than I expected. I had cleaned the kitchen & ran the sweeper over all the carpet. I never intended to do the dusting, so I felt good about what I got done. 

Rick opened the door and ushered Heather in. I was surprised when another man followed Rick in. Heather took the stranger's hand & came to me. Rick walked around looking at what I done. 

"Honey, this is Sam. He's applying for a position. We're going to be discussing it for a while. Sam, this is my husband, Dave. I'm sure you noticed how he is dressed, not to worry, his panties have his "nom de plume" on them if you forget. {French for "Name of the Day} Rick & I call him Fifi when he's dressed like this, so take your pick."

I was confused. Yes, I still owned my company but I haven't done the hiring in several years. "Heather what position? You know Frank does all that now. I only get involved when I'm needed now."

Heather burst out laughing. "God, how I love you. The position will be between my legs and on our bed, Silly, and I'm pretty sure you'll be needed." 

"Fifi, we're going to have drinks on the balcony. I'll have a glass of red wine. Get Sam & Rick whatever they want as well. After you serve the drinks, you should take your usual place, you need to hear this discussion."

I brought the drinks and sat down at Heather's feet. There were 2 chairs and a couch out there. Of course, all three were on the couch. Sam had his arm around Heather's shoulder and Rick was rubbing her thighs. I sat on the floor and waited till I was needed or included in the conversation. They talked awhile about my role, what Heather can do what he can do and the public image that must be maintained.

Heather nudged me with her foot. "What do you think Fifi, does he pass muster with you? Now is the time to address any problems you can foresee. That is your forte isn't it? Recognizing a problem before it developes?"

I gathered my thoughts and answered honestly. "He seems like a nice guy. I'm sure he would treat you with respect. The only thing I've noticed is he hasn't shown any signs of dominance toward me. Have you explained what my duties are? Does he know what I'm expected to do?"

Sam answered for her, "Yes she has. You need to get your Cuckold ass up and get me another beer, as a matter of fact, get all of us another drink. Once your back in your proper place, we'll talk about your duties."

All 3 of them were laughing as I got up and went to the kitchen. As I was coming back out with the drinks, I heard Rick asking Sam about his problem with the panty boy bitch sucking his cock.

"I guess I could do it if I was holding and kissing a hot wife like Heather while he did it. I'm not going to do it if it's just me & him though."

Heather got a devious smile on her face. "Remember, I told you we won't be going to bed today, but this is the last part of your "audition". Order my Cuckold to suck you off. I'll be sitting right beside you. You do that and I'll throw in some incentive for you. You ready to open your mind a bit more? Before you jump to the wrong conclusions, bear this in mind. A lot of guys answer our ad. They say anything I want to hear to get in my panties. Well, not any more. Prove that you can dominate him AND have no problem with my panty boy sucking your cock, and you're in and I mean more than our inner circle. So what do you say?"

"I say we should go inside & see if Fifi is an obedient servant. I've never done this before so you'll have to tell me how you like to see it. You did say it really turns you on to watch this, right?"

Rick jumped in this time. "You have no idea how much she likes it. Now there is no script to this per se, Just order him around. Call him names. Make him do what you think Heather wants to see. That is what he gets out of this. He has to be happy as well. Heather will guide you like she did with me the first time."

Sam looked at the 2 of them, then looked over at me. He looked back at Heather and whispered, "This is only because I think you are worth it. Cuckold! Get your panty ass over here. Take off my pants so your wife can see a real man's cock. On your knees Bitch, you don't stand up next to me. Now take off my underwear. Put the tip of your nose against the head of my cock and keep it there. It better not move till I tell you to." 

He turned to Heather as she was turning to Rick. "Rick honey, take off my sarong. I need to interact a bit with Sam, but don't worry, you & I are going to have some fun before we leave."

She turned back to Sam, now only wearing her bikini and her sandals. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. She whispered something in his ear and his hands moved up her back to the clasp on her top. As her top fell away, they sat down and Heather told me to get to work.

I went to work, licking and kissing his cock. Sam was busy kissing and caressing her tits, kissing and licking them whenever he could. I could hear Heather whispering to him from time to time. 

I had just started bobbing my head up and down on the hard shaft when Heather grabbed my hair and pulled it back. Sam took his wet cock and slapped it across my cheek, then across the other. Heather let loose of my hair and grasped his cock, rubbing it all over my face. I looked up to see them kissing as she tapped his cock on my nose. She pointed the head at my mouth and started stroking his cock. "Come on Baby, paint his face with your cum, shoot it all over, let's smear it all around. Make sure he remembers you."

Sam put his hand over Heather's and slid it down to hold his balls. He took over the stroking, sliding the head against my lips and cheeks. His breath was getting more rapid as he pumped. I noticed Heather's was too, and I saw Rick's hand inside her bikini bottoms, making small circles. Just as she kissed him again, Sam moaned, shoving his cock against my lips. The 1st blast went from my lips and across my cheek to my ear. I heard Heather moan as the 2nd shot plastered my eye. With my other eye, I saw Rick's hand was now sawing in and out of her very wet pussy. A 3rd rope covered my nose. The 4th & 5th strands lacked the punch of the earlier ones and were more like drawing on my forehead and right cheek. Heather had a tight grip on Rick's wrist as she pulled it away from her sensitive love spot. She pushed my face forward so I could lick off the drop of cum hanging from his still hard cock. As she fed me Rick's fingers, still slick with juices, she kissed Sam again. When she leaned over and licked Sam's cock, I knew he was now part of her stable of hard cocks.

Holding his cock in one hand, she grabbed my hair with the other. Rick was holding her tits and kissing her neck while she rubbed Sam's cock all around my face, feeding it to me from time to time to clean it off. Once she was happy with her work, she did one of my favorite things. She placed her foot on my shoulder and pushed me back, indicating I wasn't needed anymore. I always overplay the shove, it's more of a nudge than a shove, to give a show to her lover. 

The three of them laid back on the couch, with their asses on the edge and against the back in a very uncomfortable position. Was it instinct, millions of years of evolution or just plain horniness, I don't know, but Heather's hands reached out to the cock on each side as 2 heads converged on her tits.

Heather finally pulled the 2 hungry mouths away. She looked at me and then at Sam's clothes on the floor. As I crawled over to gather them up, she said to him, "Sam, you've been great. I would love to get with you again, if you still feel the same way about me. What just happened with you & my cuckold, won't happen very often or maybe never again. I had to make sure you knew what was going to occur. As long as he is there, he will be sucking your cock. I hope I didn't lead you on, thinking more will be done today. I really liked having both of you tempting me today. I'm not averse to a 3some with you guys, just not today. There's still 6 weeks of summer left, so I'm sure we'll be back over here on a weekend."

Motioning to me, I slide his underwear up his legs, stopping just long enough for Heather, and then me, to kiss it. He stood up as I put on his shorts. Heather and Rick stood as well. 

"Heather, I would love to be with you again. I have to say, this is the most unique test I've ever had to take, but I could get used to it. I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to fuck you right, because I do. I also understand why you don't want that. All I ask is one more kiss and a way to contact you next week and I'll let you two have your fun before you have to leave."

Heather & Rick were laughing quietly while Heather went to her purse and got one of our personal business cards. Sounds like an oxymoron doesn't it? Both our "business" cards do not give our cell phone # or our personal e-mail addresses. Card in hand, all 3 of them walked to the door. I stayed where I was, I wasn't asked to join them.

I could hear low talking at the door, followed by silence. I think I heard Rick say something to Heather about taking it easy or Sam would have to use Fifi again. A minute later I heard the door open and close. Another minute went by before I heard Rick yell, "Fifi, get your Cuckold ass in here."

Heather was already naked by the time I got to his room. His shirt was already gone so he was standing there in only his shorts. "You look like a real slut with all the cum drying on your face. Right now I need our Cuckold bitch to undress me. It would seem your wife needs a hard cock to fuck her brains out. Since we all know there is only one person here that can do that, I guess I'm the lucky winner. Does that bother you Baby, when I said I want to fuck your brains out?"

"Only if you say it and don't do it Stud. Hurry up, I want that cock."

"You heard the lady Cuckold, hurry up. As you can see, I don't need you to prep me. Sit in your chair and wait till we call you. This first round isn't going to last too long, thanks to your performance earlier."

I walked to the corner and took my seat. By the time I turned around, Rick & Heather were already in a leg and lip lock. I'm not sure which junction was more erotic; the dry humping on their thighs or the passion in the kiss with their heads moving side to side. All I could hear was faint talking between their panting.

Rick suddenly broke all contact and positioned himself on top of her spread legs. She reached down and lined him up. I had never heard Heather's voice sound like it did when she grunted through her clenched teeth, "Do it, do it hard. Give it to me. Make me cum on your AAAAHHHGGGGGGGGGGOOOOODDDDDD."

Her words were interrupted by his cock slamming into her hot pussy. He didn't slow down, he was pumping her as hard as he could. She wrapped her ankles around his ass, trying to hold him in. Even that didn't stop his on-slaught. Now her whole body was moving up & down the bed, I had never seen him take her so brutally. I was concerned till I heard her encouraging him to fuck her harder. She was cumming continually now, one lead to another. It didn't last more than 5 minutes, but it was the most energetic coupling I had ever seen. 

Rick finally hit his point of no return. He pumped even faster and yelled, "YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS! Take it slut, take it alllllllllllllll!"

They laid there side by side, trying to catch their breath. Rick motioned me over to clean him. I was gently licking his rapidly softening cock, when he turned toward my wife. "I'm sorry I called you a slut, I was so worked up, it just slipped out."

"Don't worry about it. As horny as I was when you got in bed, I was acting and feeling like a slut. If getting fucked like that makes me a slut, then maybe it isn't so bad to be a slut, but just for you. In the meantime you're hogging the Bitch and I need to be cleaned too. You can suck some of this sweat off my tits while Fifi cleans my messy married cunt."

Once her cleaning was done, I was sent out get them another drink. They were sitting up in the bed, so I handed them glasses. With a wave of her hand, Heather dismissed me, letting me know they wanted "alone" time.

I gave them about 15 minutes before heading in to tell Heather we should be heading home. I was about ½ way there when I heard Rick call for Fifi.

I walked into the bedroom to find Heather sucking his cock and his fingers sliding in & out of her hot lovebox. 

Rick saw me and tapped Heather on the shoulder. "Heather, I don't know when we'll get together again, but I'd like today to go out with a bang, no pun intended. There is one position we haven't done. I know you don't care for it, but I think I might have a way to make this time something to remember."

"After what you have given me the last 36 hours, how can I refuse you, unless you want my ass, or Fifi's."

"Well, you do have a delectable ass and I'd love to have it, but no, it's not that."

"Then anything else is up for grabs. What would you like to do."

Rick got out of bed and offered his hand to Heather so she could get up. He picked up a pillow and laid it at the foot of the bed. He snapped his fingers and pointed at the bed, indicating where he wanted me. This was new, I was never allowed to be part of the action. I laid on the bed with my head on the pillow. Rick took Heather's hand and brought her around to stand sideways next to my head. He took the other side and they started kissing. He laid his cock across my mouth while they kissed. I was licking and kissing it as it got harder, then he guided it into my mouth. He pulled his hard wet cock out of my pie hole and rubbed it a bit on my nose. He stood behind Heather and whispered in her ear.

"Climb aboard the Cuckold Express, my dear, I promise you, it will be an exciting ride."

Heather climbed over me, planting her very red, swollen and thoroughly used pussy on my mouth.

"I know there isn't much to play with down there, maybe Sam & I can try this someday with you. I'd be willing to take the bottom, Sam would never do that." 

I started licking gently, it looked like it might be sore. As I tried to stick my tongue in, Rick's cock came pushing in. All I could do was lick her outer lips and his shaft as it sawed in and out. I felt Heather's fingers stroking my little nub as Rick fucked her harder. A few times his cock slipped out, but I helped put it back where it belonged. This wasn't a slam-bam-thank ya-ma'am, he took his time. Heather shifted her hips so I could nibble on that essence of her womanhood. A few times I felt Heather kiss and mouth my little nub through my panties, wishing there was something there to play with. The build-up was long, a good 15 minutes, but the ending was hard and fast. Heather was pushing back as hard as Rick was pushing forward. I'm pretty sure, they came at the same time, both froze in mid-colitis, Rick shoving to and Heather pushing fro. 

Heather's knees gave out first. She collapsed on top of me. Rick's cock slipped out because of her movement. Her pussy was on my chin and his slimy cock was laying across my nose. I tilted my head forward to catch the cum already oozing out. Rick didn't wait. He was wiping his cock on my forehead and in my hair. I grabbed Heather's hips and pulled her against my mouth. I was licking and sucking all that cum for all I was worth. I was still licking when Heather jerked away from me.

"No more, no more, from either of you. I'm played out. Rick? Would you find my bikini & sarong? Fifi, when you can get up, go wash your face & get dressed in what you wore here, sans the panties, you can go commando on the way home. Make sure you have all our clothes including our shoes.

By the time I found her clothes and had everything in the bags, she was dressed and sitting on the couch kissing Rick. I took the bags down to the car & came back up to get her. I walked in just as she was saying, "I told you no, but ask him if he will." 

Rick looked at me and said, "Your wife always gets me so hard. I need a cuckold bitch to suck me off before she leaves."

"I'm sorry? Have we met? I'm Dave, Heather's husband. There isn't anyone here wearing panties with that name. I'm here to pick her up from a business meeting. Heather? Whenever you're ready, I'll be at the door."