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Ecellent, can't wait for more!
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Zinc, this just gets better and better.
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Excellent zinc, you're cranking up the heat at a very nice pace! Totally enjoying your story, thanks again for sharing it with us.
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So good ! Can't wait for next chapter…
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Thanks for all the comments. A short chapter for the weekend.

On Monday morning I laid the conformation for the room I booked the night before on the kitchen counter. I was fully aware the implications of a weekend in Reno would be instantly clear to Jen, but even after everything we’d done I still felt uncomfortable just coming out and telling her I’d booked a trip so she could let someone else fuck her. The trip was for the weekend after next and I’d chosen Reno over Las Vegas primarily due to cost and proximity. The room I booked was at the Peppermill Resort, rooms were reamisterable and they had a upscale nightclub ‘Edge’ that I was sure Jen would enjoy. I could have splurged on a room in Vegas for a one time trip, but I was certain this would be the first of many trips to come. My phone rang as I pulled into the office parking garage.

“Does this mean what I think it means?”

“It’s time Jen. After Friday, I knew I better get you out of town.”

“Fresh meat for your wife before she can‘t control herself around town?”

“Something like that Jen. Reno is only an hour away, close but not too close.

“I love that you’re for doing this for me Jamie.”

“I know Jen, that’s why I did it.”

“I know that’s the only reamister, but that makes it even better. I know you have to get into work, but when we’re in Reno can we be open about things?”

“We both know why we’re going there, how much more open can we be?”

“You have a point, but when we’re there I’d like be open about you being my cuckold husband. It would be so much more fun for me that way and I’d much rather be a hot wife than a cheating one on the prowl.”

By now I felt like I’d come to terms with Jen fucking other men. She’d made it clear from the start that she never wanted me to watch her with someone else. I learned that though my wife longed to be a slut for other men it was equally important to her that I never saw her that way in my mind, let alone with my own eyes. I’d always imagined the night going something like her night with the Jake. She’d get dressed, go out, and come back to me after the deed was done. I hadn’t even considered that Jen would want publicly expose me as her cuckold, or for that matter how it would even be possible given her heart felt concern about remaining a princess in my eyes. I considered telling Jen we’d need to talk about it, but just as I began to reply I changed my mind. “I really want to show you that I can give you complete freedom. Feel free to do whatever you want when we’re in Reno, you’re in charge.” I knew even then somewhere deep inside I hoped that Jen might control her urges at home if I gave her opportunities for complete freedom on periodic trips away, but I was equally sure that it would always be her choice to make.

“I do love being in charge of my little boy and I think you are going to like being exposed. You better get in to the office, I love you Jamie.”

“I love you too Jen.” Being exposed?
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Another titillating chapter! Thanks for the time and talent you have brought to this........Love the public exposure angle! Do keep em coming!
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Love the way she keeps playing with him, leading him on, sheing what his reaction is, then telling him she didn't, really, this time . . .
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I can't wait to see what happens. It's a deep cuckold fantasy for people to know you're a cuck and for other men and women to internally or externally show that they think the wife of such a wimp should respond by fucking other men and depriving you.

I love the wife thinking so as well and fuckong other men, coming home and being too tired to fuck you (even if she isn't). She'll make you hold her until your erection subsides as she smells of other men's cum. She might let you lick her clean to orgasm but then roll over and have you cuddle without release.
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Thanks again for your comments.


The two weeks before our getaway flew by. Jen was on cloud nine, I’d never seen her happier or hornier. As I’d anticipated when I got home from work the evening I gave her the confirmation Jen suggested that I not cum again until I was a cuckold. Her method of ‘suggestion’ was more of a description of the tone she used when she wanted me to do something rather than implying I had any real choice in the matter. I grown to understand that for Jen me being instantly obedient to her ever wish gave her a feeling of control that really excited her. She loved to use non-verbal communication, like spreading her legs when she wanted to get off or handing me her wine glass when she wanted it filled. Jen had gotten into a habit of laying out the clothes she wanted me to wear, I never questioned her I just did as I knew she wanted.

The second week of not cuming was much harder than the first, I’d never gone that long since the first time I jerked myself off. By Friday I was so ready to cum I think I was as eager to be a cuckold as Jen was to make me one. Jen had several appointments Friday morning, first at the salon for her hair and nails and later at the spa, I assumed for some waxing. I took the afternoon off and was just getting in the car to head home when Jen called.

“I’m a little rushed and I got a couple more stops to pick up a few last minute things. I need you to go by the Adult Mega Store and see Nikki, she has a package ready for you, don’t peek inside, it’s a surprise. I’ve already packed everything we’ll need other than the things I’m picking up now, so I’ll meet you at home in a couple hours and we can get on the road.”

“No problem Jen, I’ll take care of it. I love you.”

“I know will and I know you do.”

Nikki looked like the proverbial cat that ate the canary when she handed me the package. Almost three hundred dollars later I was on my way home with a brown bag that Nikki had stapled shut before I arrived to complete the purchase. Jen pulled up within a few minutes of the time I did and after adding what appeared to be some new clothes and my brown bag to the suitcase we were on our way.

Our drive was only about forty-five minutes and we chatted the whole way to Reno like any couple would who was about finally getting away for a weekend and spending some quality time together without all the day to day minutia. The hotel was as nice as it appeared online and our room was equally appealing. I’d chosen the spa suite which had a large Jacuzzi tub in the bedroom. I could see Jen was obviously quite impressed, then her expression of approval of my room selection snapped me back into my new reality. “This looks like a room a guy would bring his girl to when he plans on getting laid. We both know you won’t be, but I’ll make sure the men who do know my little cuck went the extra mile for them.”

“You’re going to tell the guys about me?”

“Of course, I don’t have any reamister to lie or hide anything here. I’m sure there will be plenty of guys more than happy to just find a girl who’s only looking to get fucked. I think telling them I’m married, horny, and that you know what I’m doing and it turns you on, will make them even more inclined to think I’m a slut and treat to me like one.”

“Is that what you meant by being open and exposing me?”

“I do want the men I’m with to know I’m married and that you get off on your wife being a bad girl, but there is more to it. Basically the way I see being open is that I don’t want to feel any need to lie about anything this weekend to you or to anyone else. I want to be completely free to tell you everything I do, how much I liked it, or didn’t and I want you to know that 100% of what I say is truthful and I expect you to be equally truthful at all times. Things will come up naturally and when they do I’m going to be as honest with others as I am with you and I want you to do the same. Are we clear on that Jamie?”

“Yes Jen, I understand what you want.”

“I knew you would. Now let’s get changed and hit the casino. I’m feel like I’m going to get very lucky this weekend.”

I wasn’t so sure about Jen winning any money, but I was more confident than ever that she was going to get lucky. She grabbed some of our clothes from the suit case, she went into the bathroom and I dressed in the bedroom of the suite. My confidence in Jen’s pending success was only confirmed when she emerged in skin tight jeans and an equally tight top that left just an inch or so of her tight waist exposed. When I commented on her being braless she clarified that she planned to spend the weekend that way. Her makeup wasn’t over done she looked natural in an incredibly sexy way, my full balls ached.

We joined another couple at one of the blackjack tables. The introductions were made and Jen and Kristy hit it off immediately. The girls sat together in the middle and Kristy’s husband Thomas sat next to her. Due to the seating arrangement Thomas and I talked less, but he seemed like a nice enough guy. He was however betting considerably more than the rest of us and he seemed to take his wagers much more seriously. The girls conversation soon turned to a discussion of the resort’s nightlife. The topic made me uncomfortable. On any other weekend I’d have been looking forward to grinding against Jen’s hot body in the club, not that Jen had any intentions me joining her this weekend. Thomas however had no interest at all in doing the same with his wife, as he put it he had no interest in being bumped around on a dance floor to music so loud he could hear himself think let alone hold a conversation. Thomas seemed more than happy to let Jen escort Kristy to the club so he could enjoy his night at the tables. I doubted he would have been so willing if he knew what Jen’s intentions were when she got there. The girls exchanged room numbers and coordinated they’re attire for the evening. Kristy offered to stop by our room at 11:00pm and pick Jen up so they could make their grand entrance into the club together.

It was almost 8:00 pm when we got up from the table, Jen and I were basically even. Jen didn’t handle takeing on an empty stomach very well and she’d been so rushed she hadn’t eaten since breakfast. We invited our new friends to join us, Kristy accepted as quickly as Thomas declined, but he insisted I join him later for some guy time after the girls hit the club, it was obvious where I’d find him.

The three of us slipped into the Island Buffet. Although it was considered one of the resorts casual dining choices, it was decorated like a rain forest, complete with a waterfall. We ordered the house take which was clearly loaded with a considerable amount of rum and selected a little of this and a little of that from the amazing buffet and found a table under an artificial palm tree. The girls were chatting like they’d known each other forever. I felt a bit like the odd man out, but I was certainly enjoying the view. Kristy was every bit Jen’s equal and the contrast between they’re look made them quite a pair. Kristy’s blue eyes, blonde and pale skin complimented Jen’s more exotic look perfectly. They both had similar builds though Kristy was slightly taller. Their conversation topics were the expected, where were you from, where did you go to school, do you work, what do you do, etc. It was no surprise to find out Kristy was into fitness as much as Jen, although she preferred yoga and aerobics. Thomas was apparently quite wealthy and Kristy referred to herself as his trophy wife without any hint of negativity. She seemed quite comfortable with her role. I interjected myself into the conversation when possible, but for the most part it was girl talk. About an hour into the dinner the topic of they’re night out took center stage.

“I’ve got a perfect little dress to wear tonight, but I’m glad Thomas didn’t hear you when you said what you were wearing. How did you put it, something considerably shorter than a good girl would wear?” The rum take was already having it’s effect and I saw Kristy immediately wish she could have taken back what she’d, fearing my reaction would be similar to her husband’s.

Jen intervened immediately. “Don’t worry about Jamie, he’s not the jealous type, in fact he’s pretty much the opposite.” I instantly felt my stomach churn, as Jen continued it was clear my fear of embarrassment was not misplaced. “Jamie and I have a understanding. All Jamie requires is my complete honesty, but other than that I can do whatever makes me happy.”

It could have been worse. Jen at least some questions unanswered. I hoped Kristy wouldn’t press the issue. My hopefulness was short lived.

“So are you two swingers?”

“No, I’d never let Jamie relax with another woman. Our understanding is more one sided. I’m free to do what I want with other men, but he’s completely faithful.”

“Wow, I don’t know how you pulled off that deal, but I’m envious to say the least.”

“Tell Kristy how you feel about me fucking other men Jamie.” It was now obvious that Jen tongue was getting as loose as Kristy’s.

“It’s hard to explain Kristy, but Jen being naughty excites me. I get jealous and horny at the same time. I know it sounds a little weird, but I can’t help how it makes me feel.” Admitting I wanted my wife to fuck other men to a relative stranger was much harder than talking about it with Jen and I hadn’t ever found that very easy. I’m sure I was three shades of red. I could see by Jen’s expression she was quite pleased with the situation in which she’d put me.

Fortunately Kristy was more intrigued than embarrassed. “I think that’s really amazing. I’d love to be in your shoes Jen. My situation is about the complete opposite. About the only thing our husband’s have in common is jealousy. Thomas is very controlling and I’d have been glued to the tables with him all weekend if you hadn’t rescued me.”

“Then it’s probably best if you don’t mention mine and Jamie’s arrangement.”

“You can count on that, he’d die. Not to mention he’d never let me out of his sight with you around, no offense.”

“None taken. Do you ever get the chance to play around?”

“I’m sure I could, but I don’t. I signed a prenuptial agreement and I have no desire to go back to living paycheck to paycheck. It’s not that I don’t think about it though. Thomas is really good to me, I want for nothing money can buy, but he’s one of those guys that thinks his big cock is all a woman ever needs. Not that I’m complaining about having his big cock come home to me every night, but let’s just say foreplay isn’t his thing and I’m a girl who always needed a little tongue action to get off.”

I don’t even know why I asked the question, what the hell do they put in this take? “You mean Thomas doesn’t eat your pussy?”

Jen flashed me the look and I knew I pay for over stepping. “Jamie happens to love performing orally for me and you were right before, our husbands are complete opposites, both in the cock department and in they’re oral performance. The main reamister we have our little arrangement is due to Jamie’s little penis, but he more than makes up for it with his mouth.”

Any hope of this hot little blonde looking at me like a real man were erased. For the remainder of the weekend I’d see the reflection of a pussy licking cuckold with a little penis in her crystal blue eyes if I dared look into them again. Ironically though each time she spoke the inferiority I felt about myself didn’t seem to be present in her words. “I don’t think a guy with a little penis could ever satisfy me either, but if my Thomas would let me find big cocks elsewhere and start using his tongue on me I’d be in heaven. You’re a lucky girl Jen.”

“I couldn’t agree more Kristy. Not to pry, but I am curious, do you ever get off with Thomas?”

“It sounds awful, but I never have. We’ve been married for two years and I haven’t cum with him once. I used to try to rub my clit when he fucked me, I know I could cum that way, but for some reamister it pisses him off. So now I just fake it and take care of myself after he falls arelax. Pretty pathetic, huh?”

“A girl just has to do what a girl has to do, Kristy.”

“I don’t mean to knock Thomas, he’s a great guy. He’s just too macho for his own good, or at least for mine.”

“I hear you. Well there no reamister you can’t have the guys at the club wanting to fuck you silly, there’s no harm in that, but we better get going. I need a while to look the part with a hottie like you as my wing girl.”

“Jen you look the part right now. Who are you kidding?”

We said our goodbyes and headed to our rooms.
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OK, you dangled the bait and I took the worm. Now I just want to see Kristy take it too ..
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Zinc03:

I like the way you're telling this story.......

It keeps getting better and better, can't wait to hear how the evening went!
Cuck who loves a creampie.
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A nice little twist, now we have two hotties, love it
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Love the plot twists and turns, can't wait to find out what $300 bought and is in the bag(clothes or toys?) Keep up the great work!
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I'd love to be in the hubby's role. Embarrased by my wife revealing my cuckold status and turned on as she openly discusses getting fucked by other men. I'd love it if Jen got other men to eat Kristie's pussy instead of letting me do it. I love the no cumming until you're a cuckold! I hope both wives get fucked soundly and often and hubby gets nothing.
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keeps getting better and better !
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I hope Jen and Kristie have wild adventures fucking anyone but their hubbies. They can taunt Jamie that they'll fuck "anyone in the world but you". They'll use Jamie to keep Thomas occupied so the girls can go wild.

One poster on Redclouds only had sex with his young, sexy, slim, beautiful wife every six to eighteen months but she'd often fuck other men, black and white, bareback and she didn't use birth control. Hubby watched, took pictures, and licked wifey's cummy pussy clean. At parks, hubby would stand guard as wifey took other men into the bushes to fuck. Very hot.

When I was living with C. (sexy, slim, still had her cheerleader's body at 32 years old and can still do all the flips and gymnastics) I shared her in mfm threesomes and swapped with couples. C. and I both wanted her to fuck other men by herself and she had my encouragement but she was too shy. If we'd been together longer I'm sure it would have happened often.

We'd pillow talk about how I'd see her talking with some husband at a party and I'd go chat up his wife knowing C. would lure the hubby off into a bathroom, garage, bedroom, car, etc. to fuck him silly. Then C. would come back and stand by me like a good girl and we'd chat with the wife as C. had the woman's husband's cum running down her leg.

Then C. would lead me to where they'd fucked and I'd lick her lover's cum from her pussy and maybe fuck her myself. She'd clean up and try to do it again with a different man, single or married, it didn't matter to her.

I liked the idea of the other men thinking I knew nothing of C.'s "cheating". Something in me likes them thinking that I knew nothing of their cum in my girl's cunt. Maybe they'd want to sneak C. off for a second round an hour later and arrange a meeting later in the week not knowing C. would tell me about everything and I might be watching their fucking next week from the closet of at least hear the details afterwards.

As I said, C. never fucked other men alone but we had some almosts as guys chatted her up in bars and tried to ask her out for other days not realizing she was in the bar to find a fuck for that night. She was too shy to be the agressor. I watched from across the bar hoping she'd take him to a room, his or ours, but the guy was too shy. If C. and I were together longer it would have happened.

I like the idea of hubby waiting to cum until he's a cuckold. I think it'd be fun to not get access to your wife until she fucks another man each month and brings home the proof, another man's cum running out of her pussy. After a while maybe at the beginning of each month I'd require two adulterous fucks before I could fuck her. She could taunt me that she'd wash after fucking the other man so ther was no proof and I wouldn't get to lick her cummy pussy. That way she could keep fucking other men and postpone fucking me as long as she wanted to.
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Thank you all for your feedback and ideas. I received a considerable number of pms from people expressing their very different ideas of how these characters should proceed. I won't please everyone, but I hope those who have followed the story enjoy my interpretation.

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“Kristy is sexy, don’t you think?”

“Second hottest woman I’ve seen in Reno.”

“Awe, you’re the sweetest little thing.”

“Speaking of sweet little things, if you’re up for it I’d be happy to please you with my mouth.”

“That’s tempting Jamie, but I’m saving my next few orgasms for someone else.”

It was the first time Jen had ever refused me orally, but I understood the power of denial more than most and with Jen’s libido, doing without for the past two days probably had the two of us on par with each other as far as our need to cum. I was sure her lucky stud would be in for quite a treat when she unleashed her pent up lust for him in a few hours.

Jen took her dress out of the closet and laid it on the bed after holding it up to herself in front of the full length mirror. She took note that I was eagerly watching, but she didn’t comment. A blind man could see she was going to look fantastic in it. It was a hunter green color that looked perfect against her olive skin and dark hair. It had a low cut halter top and the back plunged deep leaving only a strip of material about a foot wide that flared at the bottom. Even before she put it on it was obvious that it was clear that it would leave little to the imagination. The shower cycled on and off and I could hear the tale tail sounds of Jen doing her hair and applying her makeup. Even those routine sounds created an intense sexual tension inside me. I was ***ly playing with my little penis though my pants staring at the small dress on the bed when Jen cracked the bathroom door and summoned me to bring her dress and the black lace thong she’d laid beside it to her. I could only see her out stretched hand from the forearm down through the crack in the door, but the smell of her perfume combined with the clean scent of my wife after a shower sent a wave of excitement through me. The door closed the instant she felt place the garments she request into her hand. I retreated to the foot of the bed and waited, the alarm clock which sat on the right nightstand read 10:55 pm. The aching in my balls had spread to my stomach as jealously began to take hold of me.

Jen’s voice broke the silence, “Fix me a take Jamie, one with rum and fruit juice and make one for Kristy too.”

I was grateful to have something to do, spending the last hour and a half alone with my thoughts of what have I done and why did I do it, was almost too much for me. I place the ice in the glasses and added pineapple juice and a splash of cranberry juice to the crystal clear rum. As I gave each a stir I hear the knob twist on the bathroom door. My eyes shot to the light which silhouetted my wife as she walked into the more dimly lit bedroom. It would be customary to describe Jen as looked stunning and that I’d never seen her look any sexier than she did at that moment, both were true. I suppose it would be equally stereotypical to say I was instantly hard and wanted to pull Jen to the bed and take her myself. I wasn’t and I didn’t, I was well aware that if she didn’t even desire oral pleasure from me enough to allow me that liberty my little penis would be of no interest to her at all. She spun around like a model as I walked toward her with takes in hand, her tiny thong was exposed at her first movement, her trimmed mound was visible through the lace mash. The only words I could fetish out were, “You look amazing.”

“Get my shoes, the silver ones and buckle them for me.”

She stepped into the six in heels like Cinderella as I knelt at her feet and clasps first one and then the other, I on the other hand bore no resemblance to her prince.

“Stand up Jamie, Kristy will be here any minute.” My eyes followed her elongated legs upward as is stood, the addition her six inch stilettos made us the same height. Jen looked directly into my eyes as she spoke, I could feel and smell her sweet breath. “How are you feeling right now little boy?”
“Confused and jealous Jen.”

“I see why you’d be jealous, but it’s perfectly clear what’s going to happen so there’s no reamister for you to be confused. Doing without while your wife is so eager to let another man fuck her is reamister enough for you to be jealous, I’d be a little hurt if you weren’t, but I remember what you said was important to you. I’ll let you make me cum last tonight, I promise and I’ll let you lick my pussy as long as you want to later, does that help my little boy feel better?”

I didn’t even know how to reply, in essence Jen just asked me if her promising to let me eat the cum of the man she’s going to spend the night fucking out of her when she gets back helps me feel better. I felt contorted with angst as I realized I honestly didn’t know if it would or wouldn’t. I’d learned from my dinner conversation was that when I felt the most embarrassed about my kinks diving deeper into my acceptance of being Jen’s cuckold seemed to help. The most difficult things were easier to acknowledge as a cuckold than to even consider as a real man.

“I honestly don’t know Jen, but that’s not important right now. This weekend is for you and I want you to be free and do whatever makes you happy. I’ll do anything you want, the most important thing is that at the end of this weekend you know without a doubt how much I love you.”

“Thank you Jamie, I know that wasn’t easy for you. I’m particularly glad to hear your willingness to be completely cooperative. On that note, it’s time for your little surprise. Pull down your pants for me Jamie, I want to see you little penis.”

Jen walked like a runway model back into the bathroom as I dropped my pants. I almost hated that my little woody stood at attention despite my anxiety. Jen strolled back into the bedroom holding a wash cloth. She walked to the ice bucket dunked it into the cold water and filled it with ice cubes and walked toward me handing me. “Hold this on your little penis Jamie and don’t take it off until I tell you.”

As stupid as it now seems that I honestly didn’t know why Jen wanted me to as she asked. The frigid ice pack almost instantly shrunk my little penis to a nub. For an instant it entered my mind that Jen perhaps wanted to see me in my most diminutive state before she experienced a man sized organ for the first time as a married woman. Jen had me hold the ice cold cloth in place longer than was necessary to accomplish that simple goal. When she motioned for me to reveal myself my little penis was almost numb and smaller than I had seen it since I was a boy. My ball sac was shriveled like a prune.

“This is not because I don’t trust you, this is for me.” I knew exactly what the small stainless steel device Jen removed fro the nightstand was the minute I saw it and I knew I was the one that had purchased it from Nikki at her request. I wanted to tell Jen it wasn’t necessary, that I’d proven I’d never pleasure myself without her, but her words rang in my ears. ‘It was for her’, I was paralyzed. I watched helplessly motionless as Jen pulled my shrunken balls though the stainless steel ring and slid my numb nubbin into the matching woven cage. She threaded the shaft of the lock through the two small eyelets like a deft seamstress. She stood with the open brass padlock in her hand and kissed me as my faithful wife for what I knew would be the last time. I heard the lock click closed and she broke our kiss. I had no idea what Jen gleaned from the look on my face when her eyes met mine as she pulled away, any more than I understood what to make of the look I saw in her eyes, a look I was seeing for the first time. Kristy’s knock at the door sent Jen rushing for it and left me struggling to hid my shrunken encased appendage.
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Kristy looked as sexy as Jen. Her pink dress, while slightly less revealing than Jen’s green one, was equally provoking. Her blonde hair had been straighten and just disheveled enough to give her an incredibly sexy look. Her demeanor however, was in sharp contrast to Jen’s. Kristy barely paused as she walked in, more or less making a bee line for the bathroom. “Sorry, Jen. Can I use your bathroom to clean up a bit?”

Now I may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but Kristy hardly looked like she needed to clean up, but her request was more rhetorical than literal. She entered the bathroom and closed the door without waiting for a response. Jen took the opportunity to flash me a warm smile, I saw happiness in her eyes. I suddenly felt quite emotional. Jen threw her left arm around my neck and tugged at my new cage with her free hand. “How does it feel?”

Her face was still filled with warmth, a warmth that without rhyme or reamister disarmed me. “It starting to feel a little tight.”

“It’s supposed to silly boy. It should be a perfect fit, I had it made it custom made for you. Don’t you remember?”

My mind flashed back like rewinding an old VHS movie. I flashed back to the night Jen did her comparimister between myself and the strap-on we’d purchased. At the time I thought it was only to further make me accept how inferior I was to men she could be enjoying. The reality hit me that she’d been planning this for weeks, considerably before I even planned this weekend away she’d planned to emasculate me.

Kristy ‘cleaned up’ rather quickly. I would have rather had a bit more time to understand Jen’s motives for my imprimisterment, but it was not to be at least for now. Kristy exited the bathroom seemingly unchanged other than her slightly disheveled hair which I permisterally found rather sexy was now perfectly in place.

“Sorry girl. I told you Thomas could be a controlling asshole.”

“What happened Kristy? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine Jen. Thomas came up to the room while I was getting ready. When I pulled this dress on he insisted on getting some before he’d let me out for the night. He did the same thing the only other time he’s let me go out with the girls. He’s like a damn natural marking his turf. I guess he figures if he loads me up with cum just before I walk out the door he doesn’t have to worry about me getting any ideas. I told you he had a big cock, but he cums like a freaking fire hose on top of it. I think I got it to the point that I’ll only have to contend with a soaked crotch instead of having it running down my legs all night while I’m trying to dance.”

“It’s too bad I didn’t know your predicament when you came in, I might have suggested that Jamie help you out.”

Jen’s suggestion was clear to me even if Kristy was momentarily clueless. Kristy’s didn’t a further explanation, but Jen continued anyway. “Jamie loves to eat pussy, it’s the one sexual thing he’s good at. He recently confessed that he wants to eat mine even more after I’m with other men. So I’m sure his mouth was watering when he heard how Thomas left you. Jamie’s a lot more fun than a wash cloth and he does a better job too.”

I was dying a dozen deaths of offense. Jen made it sound to Kristy as if I preferred pussy fucked and full of cum. Jen knew the reamister I’d do it for her after she was with someone else was more about love than lust. There was no point in denying that the thought of getting my lips on Kristy’s sweet pussy despite it overflowing with her husband’s cum had my penis straining against its woven steel cage to the point it was very uncomfortable for the first time. Love had nothing to do with that, what was happening to me?

“I thought you didn’t let him be with other women.”

“I’d never let him have sex like a real man with another woman, but I not so sure I’d see any harm in letting him lick you clean. He just be there to service you, a clean up boy on loan, nothing more. I never consider his task complete until I have an orgasm, I wouldn’t expect you to accept any less.”

The girls were having this conversation like I wasn’t even in the room. Was Jen seriously considering letting me get my lips on her hot blonde friend? Jen made it sound like she comes home a mess from fucking other guys and I practically beg for the chance. I didn’t beg her to let me that first night she went out with the girls, did I? I remember being excited when I thought I was licking Jen clean. As I looked at the two stunning women in front of me I knew that Jen was more correct in her characterization of me than I’d previously admitted to myself. If they both were returning after a night of sex, I would be more than willing.

“I’ve never met a man would do really do anything that in the first place Jen, let alone do it without expecting something very special in return.”

“When Jamie gets in this state he’s not what any woman would call a real man. I don’t mean that in a negative way. I love him, but when he’s like this I think of him as more of a obedient little servant than a man. I guess this is all irrelevant since you cleaned yourself up, but I don’t want you to leave the room thinking I’m just blowing smoke.” Jen turned her attention towards me for the first time since she described my willingness to perform my services to Kristy. “Remember we both agreed to be completely honest about this Jamie. I want you to tell her truthfully how you’d feel about licking her sweet used pussy.”

I felt completely emasculated by that point and mentally retreated into the safety of being a cuckold. I was incredibly embarrassed and I knew exposing that I lusted to perform such a perverted task to such a beautiful woman in front of my wife would be the height of my offense to date, but despite that somewhere in my darkest depths my lust to taste this amazingly beautiful woman, no matter how slim the possibility really was, far outweighed my own assured complete offense. In complete contradiction to my fear my words flowed freely, “Kristy, you are an amazingly beautiful woman. Even though I know Jen needs to be with other men, I’m perfectly content only being with her, but if asked, I’d lick you spotless and I’d love every second of it. As far as wanting anything in return, the thrill of making you cum while I did it would be more than enough for me.”

Kristy actually blushed when I confessed my willingness. Jen seemed triumphant that I’d admitted my perversion. My admission that I didn’t have to love a woman to want to lick her clean was what Jen sought. Perhaps to most it is a subtle difference, but I knew immediately it was the lesmister Jen had taken this opportunity to teach me, using Kristy as a unknowing pawn in her execution of her master plan.

“Too bad I’m a married woman. The thought of grinding my slit on your little guy’s face until he gets me off while the cum from my husband’s big cock drowns him is sexy as hell. At least it will give me something hot to think about when I rub my little clit after Thomas fucks me.” The girls enjoyed a good laugh at my expense. “Little penis or not, like I said before Jen, you’re one luck girl. Are you ready to go find a real man.”

Without thinking I shouted, “Have fun”, as the door closed behind them. Their giggling at the self-degradation of my comment faded as they strutted down the hall.
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Great story. More, please.

Make no mistake, my comments are not, repeat not, requests for how your story should develop. They're just fun musings on possible erotic developments that I find arousing. I want you to let your characters live out the adventure. As you've noted, trying to impose your own will on the story arc results in uneasiness until you rewrite it as it should have naturally developed without your imposed direction.

My comments aren't suggestions, but if they were, they, like anyone else's suggestions should be disregarded. God, I hope both wommen get fucked and Jamie eats both of them. Jen promised he'd get to eat her afterwards. She didn't promise him she'd let him cum. Maybe she'll let him stew all weekend and not cum until they're home.

I like Jen making Jamie admit to Kristy that he'd love to clean other men's cum from her pussy. I'd like to say that to other people and admit that I wanted Jen to fuck other men more than I wanted to do it myself in that if given the choice to have her fuck another man and not me, or stay with me and I could have her any way I wanted, I'd want her to go out and find another man to fuck her.
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There are a few more chapters left to be written in words, but for the first time since this tale began I know where they are going.

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I always welcome you comments and I do understand where you are coming from with them. Let me also say that the comments of suggestions of all whether posted here or by pm were well intended and expressed in very positive ways. I did as you suggested previosly and let the characters tell their own story.
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The next two hours crawled by as I visualized the girls surrounded by hopeful willing studs. I knew tonight would be the night our days of pretending would come to an end. I was torn with angst, on one hand jealous beyond belief and incredibly anxious to have my wife back in my own arms after, but there was a deeper darker side of me which was equally filled with lust at the vision of Jen being pounded to pleasure in a way I knew I never could. I’d showered after they left using the same wash cloth I’m sure Kristy had cleaned herself with minutes before. I was disappointed that she rinsed it to the point no scent of her undoubtedly sweet sex remained. I spent considerable time inspecting my incarceration and considering its implications. Though quite tight, it was not uncomfortable. It was extremely well made and custom fit. The weight of it was substantial enough that it was unforgettable, but not in an unpleasant way. The ring fit snuggly around my sac and the woven steel shaft encased mine almost completely in my most flaccid state leaving only a very small clearance at the tip. I experimented with self-pleasure in front of the bathroom mirror, an erection of any kind was seemed impossible, as was any hope of escape.

The phone shook the room, I rushed to it with a desire to hear Jen’s voice that was indescribable. “Jen?”

I was surprised and disappointed when it was Kristy who responded. “Jamie, you need to get out of there, Jen’s on her way to the room right now. Neither of us carried our phones, so she gave me a few minutes to get back to my room and call you, but she’s pretty hot and bothered so she won’t wait long and she made it clear she wanted you out of there, didn’t want to see you lurking the hallway, or pass you in the elevator. Take the stairs, Thomas is in the casino, of course, I meet you guys there and don’t forget to take your phone so she can call you when she’s through. Hurry!” Though Kristy only knew me as Jamie I found the assertive way she ordered me out of Jen’s way erotic. My heart was pounding in my chest as I hurriedly pulled on some khakis and a t-shirt. I was glad I had chosen to shower earlier. I felt strangely compelled to do a quick straightening of the room, I’m not sure why. I grabbed my wallet and cell off the nightstand and was out of the room in less than five minutes. I located the stairway door quickly and enter it without incident. As I rushed down the flights of stairs, I heard the rhythmic sound of the brass lock clicking against my stainless steel cage inside my loose slacks with each step. It was only then it dawned on me that I no longer need to rush. I was safely hidden in the dimly lit stairway as my wife was publicly escorting her lover to our suite. My slower pace down the remaining flights allowed me to catch my breath and reflect on what was about to happen. Although jealousy still played a prominent part in my feelings, I was pleasantly surprised to realize that at the moment arousal was my strongest emotion. While my reduced feelings of negativity about what my wife would soon be doing further eviscerated any remaining since of manhood I’d once struggled to maintain, my lust of the present situation was undeniable. I knew then I truly wanted Jen to make me her cuckold and any emotional angst I suffered in the process was a necessary obstacle I would find a means to endure.

I exited onto the lobby floor, the realization of again being in public rekindled my fear of coming in contact with my soon to be adulteress wife. I walked as quickly as possible to the casino, the rhythmic clicking returned. The casino afforded me apparent sanctuary and I soon found Thomas as expected.

He welcomed me warmly and I placed a hundred dollar bill on the table. Blackjack was hardly a distraction capable of keeping my mind from wandering, but I did my best to stay engaged. Kristy joined us about an hour later wearing her outfit of seduction and explained Jen’s absence by truthfully asserting that she had gone to bed. Thankfully we had the table to ourselves, I found some comfort in being around the two of them. As the second hour wore on I checked my phone several times, Kristy noticed and flashed me the same knowing look I’d seen on Nikki’s face as she passed me my brown bag purchase. Kristy became increasing flirtatious with Thomas, her intentions were obvious.

“Girl I thought I gave you enough earlier to take care of you for the night. What’s got you all worked up?”

I could have answer his question easily, naturally I didn’t, and Kristy offer no explanation of her own. It was apparent the holy water the girls had consumed was continuing to creep into Kristy’s redstream and her open expression of her desire grew as her red holy water level increased. Finally, Thomas excused himself by saying a bit too loudly that he had to go fuck his horny wife and suggesting I do the same. Kristy left without comment to get the big cock she wanted fully aware Jen had been enjoying hers for almost two hours.

Playing cards alone was pointless. I wandered the hotel until my phone sprang to life with Jen’s text, “He’s through with me…he left.”
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Oh wow, it has happened, really looking forward to the next installment, I'm sure I'm not alone in relating to Jamie's feelings, well crafted and well thought out
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Man.....Great Work! This next section should be epic!
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Yummy! Creampies disappear rapidly so Jamie should hurry while his wife's lover's cum is still there to eat.
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Can't wait to hear Jen tell Jamie how much better sex was with her lover.
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OMG..... that was HOT!!

Maybe if he's really...really lucky, Kristy will visit him later with another creampie to savor??


Cuck who loves a creampie.
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More great work, so hot, please keep going.
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davesGFdates
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Thank you for you feedback, the end is drawing near...

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As the elevator seemingly rose at a snails pace, I contemplated if I could climb the eight flights faster, I chose wisely not to find out. Had I slowed down and allowed myself to think I’m not sure how I would have felt about what I was about to see. I slid the keycard into the lock and turned the lever as soon as the lights turned green. There was a candle burning on the nightstand that wasn’t there when I left. Jen’s shoes and dress had obviously been discarded rather hastily. The spa tub wasn’t running, but it was still full of water and the towels which were folded next to it were lying on the floor. Jen wasn’t clothed, she lay quietly on the bed making no effort to disguise what she had been doing. The top sheet and bedspread had been pulled or kicked into a clump on the floor at the foot of the bed and large telling wet spots were clearly visible. The candle light danced on Jen’s body, she looked as beautiful and desirable as I’d ever seen her. I started towards her, sat on the bed and leaned into her outstretched arms. We kissed passionately, before either of us said a word.

Jen whispered, “Take your clothes off.”

I realized how strange she must have felt, with me fully dressed while she was completely exposed. I’d momentarily forgotten my entrapment until I lowered my pants. Jen seemed more comfortable as I slid in bed next to her as her chastised cuckold for the first time.

“Are you okay Jen?”

“I’m wonderful Jamie, how are you?”

“I’m good. I had a few rocky moments, but at some point this weekend I realized this is something I wanted you to do.”

“I’m sure you have questions Jamie. I’ll tell you anything you think you want to know.”

I went through the usual list, was he bigger, was he better, did he make you cum, and where did he cum, among others. Jen confirmed the answers to most were as I had imagined.

“I’m not good with measurements but he was longer and thicker than you. He’d had his fingers inside me on several occasions before we ever left the club. I was all over him, so I knew he was big, so I was a little intimidated, but I wanted him so badly was literally begging him to fuck me by the time we got to the room. He just bent me over the bed, slid my soaked thong to one side and shoved his entire length into me. Even though I was drenched it hurt a little at first, but he didn’t let up at all and I gradually relaxed enough to allow him to use me the way he wanted. I felt really comfortable being submissive to him and he knew by that point that I enjoyed being called and treated like a slut. He ordered me to strip, I obeyed and we continued in the bed.”

I learned later that it was at that time cooler heads prevailed and he rolled on a condom. I knew how she needed me to see her differently so I never asked Jen how he knew she enjoyed being used like a slut, I still wonder if she told him or if her actions made it that obvious.

“He fucked me in every position for almost an hour and made me cum so many times I lost count.” Clear evidence that he was not only larger, but considerable better in bed than I’ve ever been. “I hope this doesn’t hurt you Jamie, but I never felt any sense of guilt the entire time he was here. We used the spa tub after he’d filled the first condom. I would have loved to feel him erupt inside me, but being a slut doesn’t make me stupid. I sucked him back to life on the edge of the tub, I felt like such a whore trying to provoke him into giving me some more of his big cock. He asked questions about you, he seemed genuinely happy to know you were small and that he fucked me better than you ever could. He seemed to like my mouth as much as I do yours. He preferred to fuck my face and throat rather than allow me to suck his cock. He agreed to as he put it, ‘give his whore some more dick’ , if I’d take his load on my face. I was still covered in his cum when I sent you the text.”

I learned as I listen to my wife’s account of making me a cuckold that some degree of erection was indeed possible, but the ring had tighten on my balls to the point they were threatening to burst. We looked down to inspect my condition, I’m not sure if I or Jen was more shocked at the deformed state of my penis. “Let me get the ice, that must hurt.”

“How about we skip the ice and you just get the key, after all I am your cuckold now.”

I could see Jen’s regret in her face instantly. “Nikki suggested I leave it at home for the weekend.”

I almost lost it. My anger quickly gave way to genuine concern about my physical health and I eagerly accepted Jen’s offer. Fortunately, the ice had the desired affect and the distortion disappeared as I returned to a more boyish size. Our tiff about the dangers of not bringing the key was short if not sweet. Though ours is far from a story the typical tale of the wife mounting her husband’s face with her dirty cunt full of cum, I did eventually find my way between Jen’s legs and urged a final climax from her as had always been our plan. We cuddled for some time discussing more about our love for each other than the events of the evening. Strangely all the details I’d always felt would be so important to me seemed insignificant. The need for relax was overcoming us both, it had been a long and eventful day.

“One thing Jen, you didn’t have his cum all over your face when I came in.”

Jen answered groggily, “I wasn’t sure you were ready to see me like that Jamie, I’ll know better next time,” she was arelax by the time she finished the sentence.
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I love it, it didn't go where I thought it would, but if it did, I wouldn't have had to read it. Excellent work Zinc, keep it up!
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For those just reading now, to avoid confusion one chapter I posted wound up on page five and the one that followed is above on page six. I completed the last couple chapters tonight. I'll post them as soon as everyone catches up.
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Great Job! A very real sounding relationship....thanks for another awesome chapter.
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