By StrattonChambers.


I think Lisa is sexy. She’s not pretty, though not what I would call plain, either. And she doesn’t have a great figure. In fact, she’s kind of fat, with big thighs, a big bottom, a belly, and big, hanging tits.

But she seems to have a sexy attitude that transcends physical appearance. Lisa has a look in her eye that invites sexy thoughts. She wears bikini bathing suits (most women I know would say she shouldn’t – I don’t know where she finds them in such a large size) and has a great tan. I wonder if it’s an all-over tan.

Lisa and her husband Cliff have a sailboat at the marina where Penny and I keep our own boat. We see them there frequently. They’re about ten years younger than we are, with no kids. We talk. We’ve talked about going out together as couples. We’ve talked about a sailing rendezvous and raft-up – with thoughts of nudity or skinny-dipping in my head, even though none of us is skinny. But nothing has ever materialized.

Lisa has taken to bumping me in the shoulder on occasion. It happened a couple of times at a marina picnic. The first time, I didn’t really notice it. I thought she was just walking past me as she made a comment and bumped my shoulder. Then, later, when some of us were sitting and talking, Lisa sat down in the chair next to me, Cliff on the other side. At one point in the conversation, she remarked and pointedly bumped me in the shoulder with her hand. This time, I noticed. When the opportunity arose, I decided that I would reciprocate in some way and see if it heightened the tension a notch.

So, a couple of weeks later, I was walking up the path to the marina bathhouse, and Lisa was walking down; I bumped into her as we passed, taking care to make it look accidental. I turned to apologize, and she had this huge grin on her face. “Looks like you’re getting a terrific tan this year,” I offered.

“Thanks,” she replied. “I love to be in the sun.”

“I can tell,” I said. “That’s the great thing about the boat. You get lots of sun without just lying around doing nothing. And mostly, on the water, you can wear as little as you like.”

“Or nothing at all,” she answered slyly.

“Or nothing at all,” I echoed.

“Have you guys ever sailed naked?” Lisa asked.

“We have. We like to skinny dip, too, when we find a private anchorage. How about you?”

“Well,” she said, “I like to sunbathe and swim nude, but Cliff is chicken about that stuff. He’s always afraid someone will come along and see something they shouldn’t. Like it would offend them or something. What do you think? Would you be offended if you saw me sunning myself bare?”

“On the contrary,” I answered with a grin. “I’d be delighted.”

“That’s kind of what I thought,” Lisa giggled. “That’s how I’d feel, too. I mean, if I came along and saw you naked. But, you know,” she said, “I always thought you were kind of sexy.”

“I’m flattered,” I replied. “I think you are, too.”

Lisa got suddenly shy. “Can I ask you a personal question?” she asked coyly.

“Sure. Go ahead.”

“Would you like to fuck me?” she asked. “You don’t have to answer. I mean, ’cause I’d like you to fuck me. I think it’d be really hot, the two of us.”

“I’d love to fuck you,” I said calmly, not taking this seriously. Not yet. “Just a couple of obstacles to get over first.”

“Like what?” Lisa prodded.

“Well, there’s Penny, for one. I’m not sure how she’d feel about it. We sort of have an agreement that we’ll never go outside of the marriage except as a couple. And I don’t know if she’s up for a threesome. Are you?” I teased.

“Oh, absolutely!” she replied. I was shocked at the answer, I admit, visualizing Penny and Lisa, naked together, in my mind. This was getting to be pretty provocative talk. I felt some movement start between my legs.

“Well, then, what about Cliff?” I inquired. He might not like the thought of you getting screwed by me.”

Then she hit me with the clincher. “Cliff would like it. He wants you to fuck me. It gets him off to watch me get fucked. Reinforces his insecurity – makes him feel powerless to watch another man take me and push me over the top. He likes that.”

“Lisa, if that’s true, I’m going to need to hear it from him. If Cliff asks me to fuck you, I’ll talk to Penny and see if we can work something out.” So I continued on my way up to the bathhouse, and Lisa walked on down to her boat, where Cliff was doing some work on the deck. Cliff is a kind of an average-joe sort of guy – rather boyish in appearance, with a sparse mustache, not great looking, not awful looking. Nothing very distinctive.

I had some serious swelling going on in my pants, even though I still figured this was just a lot of hot talk that Lisa would share with Cliff tonight as they got each other off. The thought of Lisa naked, on her back, with those magnificent boobs hanging down and her legs spread was too much, though, and I sprouted a quick erection pointing into the urinal as I peed. It took a couple of extra moments to get it back down again and into my shorts so I could walk back out and down to my boat. On the way back down the path, Cliff stopped me.

“Doug, can we talk a minute?”

“Sure,” I answered. “What’s up?”

He seemed to be struggling a bit. “Well, I … we … Lisa and me, I mean … we really like you and Penny. And I wanted to ask you a big favor. It’s ok if you don’t want to. You don’t even have to answer. You can just go down to your boat, and we’ll pretend like it never happened. I wouldn’t ask this if I didn’t think you guys were good friends.”

“Well,” I replied, sensing where this was going, “Penny and I like you guys too. We keep talking about a raft-up sometime. It just never seems to happen. What can we do for you?”

“Doug, I want you to. I mean, would you fuck my wife? She really likes you, thinks you’re sexy. Well, so do I, actually. Not that I’m gay or anything. I just like to see Lisa enjoy herself and be satisfied. I’d be there too. I mean, I have to be there to watch. To make sure she’s ok and everything. She likes it with big, sexy guys. I wouldn’t do anything, just watch. This would be a big favor to me … to us. If you don’t want to do it, I’d really appreciate it if you kept this just between you and me, ok?”

I thought for a minute, remembering what Lisa had told me about Cliff. “Cliff,” I said, “before I can answer, I need to talk about this with Penny. We only swing together, not that we’ve ever really done any swinging. But she has to be there, too. I won’t come alone. I’ll discuss it with her, and we’ll decide if we can do this. But, Cliff,” I cautioned. “If we do this, then you have to agree that, in the room, I have total control. You won’t interfere, and you’ll do whatever I say, no matter what. Agreed?”

“Agreed,” he answered.

“I mean it,” I said. “No matter what. If you don’t go along with whatever I say, then I’ll end it right there, and I don’t know what’ll happen after that. I might not be able to keep this private. So I won’t use this to pressure you. If you disagree now, then, as you said, we’ll just go on our way as if we never had this discussion. But if we go ahead and try to take control, you don’t obey my instructions. Then this whole thing is going to fall apart. Are you ok with that?”

“Yes, I understand, and I’m fine with it,” Cliff said quietly.

“All right then. I’ll speak with Penny, and I’ll let you know our decision.” So I walked on down to my boat, where Penny was just finishing getting things ready, and we headed out for a day’s sail.

Out on the water, I brought up the subject with Penny. “I had an interesting talk with Lisa, and then with Cliff, back at the marina this morning.”

“What about?” she asked.

“Well, believe it or not, they want me to have sex with Lisa. Cliff actually asked me if I would fuck her.”

“What did you say?”

“I told them both that you and I would only play together, that we’d discuss it, and if we decided as a couple to go ahead with it, we’d let them know. But, you need to understand. Cliff wants to watch the whole thing. He gets off on watching other guys do his wife and, I gather, on being humiliated about it somewhat, too.”

“I don’t know,” Penny said, thoughtfully. “I just don’t understand that.”

“I don’t really understand it either – I mean, I could never go for that, but if he likes it, and she likes it, what would be the harm in playing along with them?”

“Even so,” Penny went on, “I’d have to watch you fucking her?”

“Well, yeah, that’s right,” I said. I’d like you to participate – we could do oral and stuff. I’d love to lay the two of you down next to each other, even have you on your knees with your bottoms up in the air together. But I’d be doing the actual fucking with Lisa. Cliff really wants this for her.”

“Cliff really wants it for him, you mean,” Penny responded. “I don’t know. It sounds really sexy but kind of weird. I need to think about it.”

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About an hour later, Penny spoke up again. “I wouldn’t have to do any stuff with Lisa, would I? You know, bi stuff?”

“The subject never came up,” I said. “They were cool with you being there when I told them that we were a team. But they would have been happy to just have me by myself. So I don’t think you’ll have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

Silence for a while. Then, “Is this something you really want to do?”

“I think it’d be hot as hell,” I replied. Who knows if we’ll ever get a chance to do anything like this again? If you don’t want to do it, then that’s ok, and I’ll let it go. But if you think you can deal with it, I’d sure like to give it a try.”

“OK,” Penny said finally. “Let’s do it.”

“Fantastic,” I said. “Now, I’m gonna sail naked for a while.” I started stripping as I stood behind the wheel of the boat. “Show me some pussy.”

Penny started undoing her shorts. It would be a good sail.

* * * * *

We arrived at Cliff and Lisa’s after dinner, about eight-thirty. They invited us in and offered drinks. I had a scotch; Penny doesn’t drink, but she asked for a diet coke. So we sat down in the living room.

“Cliff,” I said. “You remember what we talked about, right?”

“Yes, Doug, I remember.”

“All right then. Tell us why Penny and I are here tonight.”

“You’re here to fuck Lisa. I asked you to come here to fuck Lisa. I want her to be fucked by a real man.”

“Very good, Cliff,” I said. “And what is the rule for this evening?”

“I have to do whatever you say,” Cliff answered. “You have total control.”

“No matter what?” I asked.

“No matter what,” he replied.

“That’s a good boy,” I told him. Then, turning to Lisa, “Lisa, tell us some things about Cliff. Some things he would never tell anyone.” I gave her a wicked smile.

Lisa smiled back. She knew where this was going. “Cliff,” she began, “has a little penis – very little – and he’s not very good at sex.”

Wow. This was going to get very hot, very fast. “What do you mean? He’s not very good,” I asked.

“Well,” she started, “he can’t get me off with his little thing because it doesn’t rub me right, and then he comes way too soon. If I didn’t play with myself, I wouldn’t come at all.

“Doesn’t he lick your pussy? Doesn’t he finger you?”

“He won’t go down on me, and he fingers me too hard. It doesn’t feel good. I’ve tried to teach him, but he just won’t learn,” Lisa responded.

I took a look at Cliff. His face was getting red, and he was looking away nervously. “Cliff,” I began, “Lisa says you have a tiny dick. Is that true?”

“Well,” he began, “I don’t know . . .”

“Never mind,” I cut him off. “We’re going to find out. Take all your clothes off, right now, down to your underpants.”

“You mean right here? Right now?” he stammered. “Aren’t we all getting undressed?”

“Cliff, we’ll all get naked in good time. And I’ll do all the things for Lisa that you can’t, or won’t, do. But right now, you’re our entertainment. Remember the rules. Strip. Now. Down to your shorts.”

Cliff started undressing. He took off his shoes and socks, unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off, hesitated, then opened his slacks and slid them off. He stood there in some rather silly-looking boxers, his pale white body looking quite vulnerable. He had just a tiny bit of brown hair on his chest, and other than that, he looked nearly hairless.

“Wow, Cliff,” I said. “You’re quite a figure there. No wonder Lisa likes to do it with real men. OK, now, show us the goods.”

“What?” Cliff asked, looking very nervous now.

“You know—the shorts. Take ’em off. We want to see your little boy penis. We could use a good laugh right now.”

He hesitated, looked at Lisa, who gave him a stern look in return. “Come on, Cliff,” she said sharply. “You know you have to, so take them off.” He closed his eyes and stripped off his boxers. His penis did look rather small, pink, with thin brown pubic hair, sparse like his mustache. His balls were also small and pulled tight against his body. Nothing much hanging down.

“All right, nothing too impressive here,” I said. “Go ahead, play with it.”

“Play with it?” he asked, half whispering.

“Yes, play with it,” I answered. “You do not impress anybody with that fifth-grade cock. So we want to watch you masturbate. Start stroking it.”

He reached down and held himself. He gave his soft little dick a few strokes, half-heartedly at first, then resigned himself and began rubbing it with, I gathered, his usual grip. After a few minutes, it was a bit longer but not getting hard at all. “Cliff,” I teased. “Can’t you get a hard-on?”

“Yes, I can get a hard-on,” he retorted sharply. “I don’t know what’s the matter.”

“Don’t get an attitude with me,” I cautioned. “Are you sure you’re not gay?”

“I am not gay!” he insisted. “I get hard all the time.”

“Is that true?” I asked Lisa.

“He gets hard sometimes,” she replied, “but not all that often. Even when I suck his cock, it mostly stays soft.”

“I see,” I said and walked over to Cliff, standing there with his penis in his hand. “Let’s just see for ourselves,” I commented and pulled his hand away from his crotch. Next, I placed my own hand over his dick and balls and began massaging them gently. I could feel his penis start to thicken, and I rubbed more firmly. Yes, he was definitely starting to get an erection in my hand. I stroked some more until Cliff’s boner was obvious. “Cliff,” I began, “maybe you are gay. I think you’re queer for me. You like me rubbing your cock, don’t you?”

Cliff didn’t answer. “Speak up,” I said. “You like this. You’d rather have me masturbate you than have Lisa do anything to you, wouldn’t you? You’re just a gay boy looking for a daddy, am I right?” Still no response. “You sure you wouldn’t like just to bend over now and let me stick it in you?” I taunted. “Cliff, answer me,” I said sternly. “Otherwise, I’ll just jack you off right now, and then your fun will be over for the evening while I enjoy your wife and make her come all night long.”

“It … feels … good,” he said slowly. “I’m not gay. I like to fuck Lisa. But this feels good.”

“Well, it seems Lisa doesn’t like you to fuck her very much, or she wouldn’t need to bring in other men to get her off. But I’ll take you at your word. I won’t make you come yet. Let’s all go to the bedroom. Cliff, I want you to go bring in a kitchen chair to sit on.”

Cliff went off to the kitchen as Lisa led us into her bedroom. “This is great,” she said softly. “He loves every minute of it. Keep it up.”

“Don’t worry,” I assured her. “I’ve got this under control.”

Cliff walked back with a chair and placed it next to the bed. “Cliff,” I began, “I’d like you to turn down the bed for us so that I can fuck your wife properly.” He turned down the covers and sheets. I took off my own shoes and shirt, then started undressing Lisa and Penny, taking turns. When I removed Lisa’s bra, I hefted those huge, hanging tits in my hands and gave the nipples a suck. I repeated the process with Penny, and her smaller but still full, breasts. “Lisa, take my pants off,” I said. She unbuckled my belt, unzipped my fly, and slid my slacks down, leaving me standing in my navy blue briefs. Penny started undoing her own slacks and then stood there in her panties, rubbing her pussy through the silk with the palm of her hand. I kneeled in front of Lisa, slid her jeans to the floor, pressed my face against her lace underwear, slowly removed her panties, and pressed my face against her bare, shaved pussy. She squealed as I gave a quick lick up the middle of her slit. I stood up, my erection obvious inside my briefs, slid Penny’s panties off, sat her down on the edge of the bed, spread her legs, and pressed my face against her hairy vagina for a moment. Then I stood up and faced Cliff. His eyes were wide, and his erection small but firm.

“Cliff, now you’re going to sit in the chair and watch. You’re going to sit there for a long time. You may not touch your penis or your balls. You may not rub your crotch against anything. You’re just going to sit and watch for as long as it takes.

“Right,” he replied, and he sat on the chair, facing the bed. I walked over and pulled off my briefs, waving my boner in front of his face. I had intentionally waited to take my shorts off until I was rock hard since my erect cock is a nice size and fat, but it’s pretty small when limp, and I didn’t want Cliff to see it in its diminutive state.

“Are you sure you don’t want this?” I asked him as I playfully stroked my penis. “I could bend you over now and finish this. Then we could just go home.”

“No,” he answered. “Give it to Lisa.”

“Why don’t you just suck on it for a minute and think about it,” I went on. “I bet you’re a better cocksucker than you are a fucker.” Cliff hesitated.

“Go on, give it a taste. You’ll like it,” I urged. Cliff put his lips to my swollen glans and touched the tip but then stopped. “All right,” I gave in. “You don’t have to. Not yet, anyway.” I reached down and squeezed his erection. “Remember,” I said. “No touching down there.” He nodded, and I turned to the two naked women. “You girls let me know if he plays with himself, right?” Lisa and Penny both nodded.

I had the girls lay side by side on the bed, legs spread, Penny’s left leg over the top of Lisa’s right one. I stood at the foot of the bed and wickedly rubbed my cock, slowly and deliberately, turning to wink at Cliff, his erection vertical and his arms at his sides. Being a good boy. For now. “Bet you wish it was you doing this, huh, Cliff?” I asked. No reply.

I climbed between Penny’s legs, put my face down, and started licking her dirty blonde pubic hair. Just warming myself up. I breathed in her fragrance, put my hands under her buttocks, and began to tease her clit with the tip of my tongue. As I worked it, I could feel her tiny bud start to emerge, so I began circling it with my tongue, then sucking on it, bringing it out even farther from the folds. Penny’s breathing got harder and more regular as I continued to lick her vagina. The moisture began to flow, and I teased her perineum, pressing my nose into her cleft. Then I gave her clitoris a couple of hard, sharp licks, and she squirted my face with her juice.

I moved over between Lisa’s legs and rubbed my cheek against her smooth mons. I spread her pussy lips with my hands and marveled at her big fat clit. I started sucking it right away, and she moaned loudly from the beginning. I slid a fingertip into the opening of her vagina, and the wetness appeared instantly. I inserted one finger, then two began teasing her anus with my little finger, licking her button firmly the entire time. She gushed wetness and squealed. I got up on my knees, and she rushed forward to suck my cock. I heard Penny say, “Cliff, Doug said not to play with yourself.”

I stopped Lisa and stood up. “Cliff, now, you know the rules. You may not play with your penis. If you do it again, I’ll have to punish you. Now sit like a good boy, and watch me make Lisa come.” I held my hard dick in front of Cliff’s face. “Do you want this down your throat? Or would you rather Lisa went back to sucking it?”

“Lisa,” he mumbled.

I tickled his cockhead with my fingertip and said, “Don’t you touch this anymore,” as I turned back to the bed. Lisa was on her hands and knees, and I stood near the edge of the bed so she could take my erection in her mouth. I let her suck on it for a good long while as I looked at Cliff sitting in his chair. His cock was straining, and he looked to be in agony, wishing he could just rub it, or touch it, or something. “See, Cliff,” I said. “She loves to suck a real cock. If you had a man’s cock, she’d probably love to suck you, too.” I gasped as Lisa deep throated me, her nose pressed into the black bush above my dick. I moved her onto her back and resumed licking her pussy. I felt Penny reach between my legs from behind and cup my balls in her hand.

I licked harder and faster until Lisa gave out a scream, “I’m coming!” she yelled. I pulled her buttocks, pressing her vagina against my mouth as I kept the licking going a long time. The screaming rose and fell as Lisa orgasmed a second time, a third time. Finally, I stopped and rolled over on my back, pressing my hand against Lisa’s drenched mound, feeling it contract under my palm.

Penny announced, “I want some of that,” and squatted over my face, so I had no choice but to start licking again. I grabbed her by the ass and felt Lisa take my cock in her hand. “See,” I heard her say to Cliff. “See what a real man can do? See what a real cock looks like?”

Admittedly, my dick was swelled up to its largest size, and Lisa’s stroking was driving me closer. I kept licking Penny’s pussy, until she let out a long, loud moan and unloaded a great gush of fluid down on my face. Then, she started furiously masturbating until she came with a howl of pleasure. Finally, she collapsed on the bed, and Lisa, distracted, let go of my cock. I looked over to see Cliff tightly gripping his penis, not moving his hand, just squeezing it.

“Alright, Cliff,” I began. “I’ve had enough. If you can’t follow the rules, then I’ll have to punish you.” I walked over, my big boner swaying in front of me. “Now stand up!” He did. “Turn around.” Cliff turned and faced the chair. “Bend over and put your hands on the chair.” He obeyed, his hairless ass facing me and spread open.

“Now, Cliff,” I told him. “I really think you’re gay. I really think you want me to fuck you. Is that right?” I reached a finger between his cheeks and tickled his anus.

“No!” he whimpered. “Don’t you fuck me! Leave my asshole alone!”

“Oh, Cliff. Don’t shout at me. Remember who makes the rules around here.” He started to straighten up. I gave his bottom a medium smack. “Keep your hands on that chair until I tell you otherwise! Penny, please hand me the lube.” Penny handed me a bottle of Astroglide from the nightstand. I pressed the tip of my finger against Cliff’s sphincter and drizzled the lube down my finger to his asshole. As it got slippery, I pressed it in, just a little bit, as I reached around to feel his penis. Still erect.

I removed my finger and wiped my hand and Cliff’s ass with a towel. “Not yet,” I said. You’d enjoy that too much, wouldn’t you? No, the punishment will begin now. Sit down on the chair.” Cliff sat once again, and I went to my pants and produced a pair of leather wrist cuffs from my pocket. “Cliff, if you don’t have enough self-control to keep your hands off your penis, I guess we’ll just have to restrain you.” I took his arms behind the chair, and cuffed his wrists together, and fastened them to the back of the chair. His erection continued to stand up, and I could tell he was relieved that, at least, his anus was no longer vulnerable. “Lisa,” I spoke. “Will you please get me a razor and some shaving cream.” She headed off to the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” Cliff asked, once again nervous.

I replied, “Cliff since you persist in acting like a little boy, I think you might as well look like one. Lisa returned and handed me a can of foam and a disposable razor. I squirted some foam in my hand and rubbed it all over Cliff’s little patch of chest hair. Next, I began to shave his chest, in slow, even strokes, until it was as baby-smooth as the rest of his body. I toweled off the traces of foam, rubbed my hand over his bare chest, and tweaked his nipples a couple of times. Cliff breathed a sigh of relief, then I squirted another handful of foam and spread it all over his pubic hair and scrotum.

“Aw, come on, Doug!” he pleaded.

“Cliff, rules are rules. You agreed. You broke the rules. Now you have to pay the price. Whenever Lisa looks at you, she’ll be reminded of what a little boy you actually are. Not that she needs any reminding,” I added, giving a little squeeze to his now-limp penis. I started shaving away the pubic hair. When Cliff was smooth all above and around his cock, I started on his balls, shaving away what little hair there was. I had Lisa and Penny hold his legs up in the air, on either side so that I could shave the back of his sack, all the way back to his asshole. When I was done, I toweled him off and left him cuffed to the chair.

My own erection had gone down, and my cock was hanging down now. I returned to Lisa and had her get down on her knees to suck my dick hard once more. With my boner restored, I began fingering Lisa’s wet pussy until she was breathing hard and moaning once again. I climbed between her big thighs, gave her fat nipples a couple of tweaks, and slid my hard penis into her big pussy. I ground my crotch against hers and gave her a few strokes with the full length of my cock. I looked over at Cliff, who had a look of intense lust on his face, and whose little erection had returned.

A couple more strokes and I withdrew, my cockhead glistening with Lisa’s pussy nectar. I squeezed my dick to make it swell so that Cliff could see, then I turned Lisa over on her knees, her big butt up in the air. I rubbed her asshole with my thumb and slid three fingers into her gaping pussy. I kept moving my fingers in and out until Lisa’s moans were loud and the honey was running off my hand. I moved behind her ass, took my cock in my hand, gave it one more big squeeze, and slid it deeply into Lisa’s wet vagina. She gasped, and I began banging her from behind like a machine. I held onto her big buttocks and pounded her until she howled. Again. And again. I felt the itch rising from my balls, up the shaft of my dick.

Lisa shouted, “I’m coming!! Ohhhhhhhhh!!”

“Me tooooo!!” I yelled, and we both kept on screaming as I continued to pound away at her pussy, pumping her full of come. Finally, when we finished, I lay down on my back. Cliff’s face was beet red, and his penis was dark purple.

“Hey, Cliff,” I said. “What happens after we leave? Do you fuck Lisa’s sloppy pussy and get your rocks off that way?” He grinned at me.

“Not this time,” I went on. I sat on the edge of the bed facing him and began masturbating his stiff cock. “I’m gonna jizz you out, so you can’t fuck for a while. Lisa is going to remember my cock tonight, not yours.” I took the bottle of lube and squirted it liberally all over Cliff’s cock and his newly-shaved balls and pubic area. Then I resumed stroking him, slowly, deliberately. “Come on, Cliff,” I said. “You know you love this. You’d probably rather have me jacking you off than to fuck Lisa with that little boner of yours.” I started playing with my own penis with my left hand, kept on masturbating him with my right. “Look, I’m getting hard again,” I continued. “You sure you don’t want my cock? You look like you do.”

I kept rubbing up and down the length of his boner as he began to moan and breathe harder. I tickled his balls and rubbed his glans until eventually he shot come all over his own chest and belly. As his penis shrank, I kept milking him until every drop was out, and his cock was back to its little limp size. Finally, I undid his wrist cuffs and said, “come on, follow me.”

“Where are you going?” he asked.

“To the bathroom,” I replied. “I have to pee, and you’re going to hold it for me.” We walked into the bathroom, and he gently held my penis as I relieved myself into the toilet. I returned the favor for him. After flushing, I lowered the seat and sat him down on it. “Now, Cliff,” I said, standing in front of him. “One more thing. You need to give me a cleaning.”

“What do you mean?” he asked.

“I mean, you need to clean my cock for me, like a good little girl.”

“With what?”

“With your mouth! What else?” I said sharply. I moved forward, straddling him as he sat on the pot, holding my hanging dick before his face. “Come on,” I said. “You know you want to. Give me some suck.”

After looking at my penis for what seemed a long time, but in reality, it was only a moment or two, he gingerly took it in his fingers, placed it against his lips, and tentatively began to suck on it.

“That’s good,” I encouraged him. “Keep it up.”

Cliff began to suck more earnestly, and I felt my cock start to grow again. “You’re a good little cocksucker, aren’t you?” I told him. “You probably like this a whole lot better than Lisa’s pussy, don’t you? I bet you did this for all the guys in high school, too, huh?”

Cliff didn’t answer. He was too busy working over my penis with his mouth. I grew stiff again. He held my testicles in his hand and sucked harder. After a time, I got close to coming, and I told him so. He pumped my cock with his hand and continued to suck. As I shot my load in his mouth, I let go a yell, and the bathroom started flashing as Penny began snapping pictures with her digital cam.

“What, … why the pictures?” Cliff asked.

“Cliff,” I answered, “you’re my cuckold now. I’m Lisa’s to fuck whenever she wants. And she’s mine to fuck, whenever I want. And you’ll go along with it. You’ll be there to watch and service us, as we ask. Or, you’ll wait in the next room while we fuck, and come in only when we’re done. Or, we’ll do it somewhere else and leave you at home to imagine what’s going on and to wait for Lisa to come home with a cunt full of my sperm. We might do it next week. We might do it a year from now. You’ll never know. But what you will know is that I have pictures of you sucking my cock. If you try to interfere, I can’t say who might see those pictures to stop us. So whenever you want to fuck your wife, just remember the pictures. You only get to do her if she lets you, and I’m guessing she won’t let you very often.

“Now, go fetch towels so we can all shower. You’re going in the shower, and you’ll wash each of us up, in turn. First Penny, then Lisa, then me last to watch you masturbate one more time. Enjoy it. It’s the closest you’re going to get for a while.”

After Cliff had washed each of us in the shower and had jerked himself off for my amusement, Penny and I drove home. “So,” Penny began after we were in the car. “How often do you think you’ll be going over to fuck Lisa?”

“Oh, probably never,” I replied. “Unless she decides she wants to invite us over for another party. But I’ll never let Cliffie forget that he sucked my dick and that I have pictures. That’ll keep him on edge forever. He’ll love it!”


The End.


*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Just remember, even with the limited editing we do, it doesn’t mean any possible major flaws in this story were fixed.

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