Our Wife

Our Wife
I was giving my wife away today. Wow, that sounds really weird. It sounds like I'm planning to engage in human trafficking or something. What an odd term – "Giving her away". As if I owned her and was turning over my rights to her to somebody else. God knows I certainly have never 'owned' her. If anything, she's 'owned' me since the day I met her. Dragged along like an adoring puppy by the invisible leash she's had me on for all these years. But, I guess I was turning over certain 'rights' I had to her. Like, the 'right' to say she was 'my' wife. I mean, she'll still be 'my' wife but not 'only' my wife. And, the 'right' to her body. On the other hand, I never really had any exclusive right to her body. As long as I've known her, she's always made it very clear that it's her body, her choice. As in, her choice on who touches it, how it is touched, when it is touched, etc. And today, that choice was going to willingly and lovingly be given away by both of us to another man.

On second thought, the correct term for what I'm about to do is more properly called 'Offering her hand in marriage'. In marriage to her new husband, so she can be 'our' wife. It was my wife's idea that I should be the one to give her away to him. To reinforce the symbolism of the momentous occasion we were getting ready to celebrate. She reminded me that she has two hands and one of them will always be holding mine, but now the other will be holding his hand as well. In concept, we would be her co-husbands and she would be our shared wife. Of course, the devil is always in the details.

Details that seemed to change before my very eyes like a kaleidoscope of constantly changing patterns and colors. Every time I thought I had a grasp on the situation, she would take us on a new adventure. The thing about adventures is that you don't know what is going to happen next and it is the fear of the unknown that makes it thrilling. Not knowing what is around the next corner of the journey causes some to hesitate and others to run eagerly forward to have a look. For us, hesitation never seemed to be an option. My wife was the pilot for our journey and I was along for the ride. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

The path to this day has certainly been remarkable. Perhaps I should give a little background.


I was in the military when I met my wife. We both would tell you that neither of us were each other's 'type' when we first met. I was a young lieutenant building my military career with dreams of travelling to faraway places and making the world a safer, more secure place. I tended to date other single officers or professional women that worked on the base. I hadn't dated anyone seriously since college and wasn't finding the dating scene much fun anyway.

My wife, Summer, was your typical granola-eating, free-spirited, college-dropout, flowerch_ild that had been born in the wrong decade. She would have definitely been more comfortable attending a war protest than dating a war-mongering, 'tool of the man' person like me. Well, at least that's how she seemed when I first saw her. She was wearing a cute, flowy summer dress with a bright sunflower pattern. The dress blew up every time the breeze gusted on the beach and I half expected to see hairy legs and a blonde, hairy bush to be exposed at any moment. I did notice that the loose-fitting dress couldn't hide the fact that she was quite well-endowed with delicious, buxom curves. She had a small sunflower in her long blonde hair and held her strappy sandals in a delicate hand as she walked barefoot on the beach.

We were attending an engagement party for some common friends and, unbeknownst to us, they were hoping to get us together. At first, we both milled around the beach party and chatted with acquaintances we knew. Neither of us knew many people at the party. I played rugby with the groom in college and we both ended up on the coast a few years later – me in the military and him with a large engineering company. We didn't see each other often but we always had a great time when we got together. His bride-to-be was a fun, local girl that used to be roommates with Summer in the college town about an hour away where they went to school and worked in a bar together. Summer still lived in the same town but had moved on from the bar to work in a small flower shop after dropping out of college (I got that part right!).

"Hold these," I heard from behind me. I was getting a beer from the bartender at the portable bar that was setup on the beach for the engagement party. I turned to see the blonde with the sunflower in her hair standing right behind me. She was holding her sandals in her outstretched hand toward me. I looked around and realized she was talking to me. She was even prettier up close. Her eyes were a dazzling green and twinkled like she knew a secret and couldn't decide if she was going to tell you. She smelled like flowers and fresh air, and her voice was soft but commanding.

"Yes, ma'am," I laughed, somewhat confused as I took her sandals. She reached past me and grabbed three shots of tequila the bartender had previously placed there. My old rugby buddy and his fiancé were approaching the bar laughing as the pretty blonde lady handed each of them a shot.

"To the three rings of marriage: the engagement ring, the wedding ring, and the suffering," she shouted and they all laughed loudly as they downed the shots. She took both of their shot glasses and returned them to the bar before skipping off merrily with them across the sandy beach.

I stood there holding her sandals and looked at the bartender who shrugged his shoulders good-naturedly and laughed in amusement. I stood there for a few more minutes as I watched her talking animatedly with the couple. Eventually, I noticed all of them look my way and the pretty blonde rolled her eyes and gave both of them a disapproving glare. She shook her head and started back in my direction.

"It appears we've been setup," she said as she approached.

I laughed and said, "I don't know about you, but I only came to see if I could get anyone to let me hold their shoes." I held her sandals up by a finger.

She smiled sexily and said, "Oh, so you're one of those guys, huh? You like sniffing a girl's shoes and kissing her feet?"

I immediately got defensive and flustered, "No, I was just kidding ... I, um .."

Summer laughed at my embarrassment and said, "Why don't you get me a beer and we can go talk about your predilection." I noticed she didn't take her shoes and let me carry them as we found a place to sit and talk together.

We ended up talking late into the night. The party had already broken up and we said goodbye to our hosts before finding a quiet spot on the beach to continue our discussion. I was quickly becoming infatuated with this free-spirited, fun, smart, intoxicating woman. I discovered she was the only daug_hter of two very-hippy college professors who had her later in life. They didn't know what to do with a kid, so she spent a lot of time alone while they discovered themselves with their friends. Despite not trying particularly hard, she did well in school and earned an academic scholarship and was studying microbiology. She had a serious boyfriend in college who was somewhat controlling and totally infatuated with her.

"I guess I shouldn't have been surprised when he proposed to me at the beginning of our senior year," she said in her soft, sexy voice. "At first, it was exciting and, of course, my parents were thrilled. They figured he would finally tame their wild ch_ild. Then, I woke up having a panic attack one night and thought, 'What the hell am I doing? I'm not ready to be tied down to one person for the rest of my life.' I wasn't even sure I really liked him that much. I mean the sex was absolutely amazing .. I mean, really, really good. But, did I really like him enough to spend the rest of my life with him? The next thing I knew, I dropped out of school, sent him a letter saying I was sorry, and convinced my parents that I just needed to go overseas and backpack through Europe like they did in the 70s."

She was laying on a towel against the sand dune next to me and looked up at me saying, "You must think I'm a real flake!" I assured her that she sounded like a woman that knew what she wanted, so she continued with her story. "Right after I arrived in Paris, I met a woman that blew me away. We spent more time in her bed than we did anywhere else. I only left because I was desperate to see the world, but she convinced me that I must be a lesbian. So, I ended up slee_ping my way across Europe with a different woman in every country. Slee_ping with women is different. They usually kiss better than men, they're so soft, they know what makes a woman feel good and they taste so good."

She looked at me to gauge my reaction to her revelations. Satisfied that I wasn't ready to run, she continued, "It might surprise you to know that, like men, not all women are particularly good in bed. That's what happened in Italy. Sofia told me that I was a selfish lover. That I was too demanding in bed. She was probably right but I was just doing what I learned from Rich, my former fiancé, and I found that women really responded to it, including Sofia. Rich knew what he wanted and expected to get it. When we were in bed, I was only too happy to give him whatever he wanted. Then, I met Sofia's brother, Vito, and realized I wasn't a lesbian after all. He was like the guy you imagine in a romance novel or Hallmark movie. Strong, beautiful, passionate – all Italian. He was an artist and loved to paint me nude. Sofia found us together in bed and didn't seem surprised or too upset. She still assumed I would be going home with her that night but that's not the way it worked out. I always wondered if I would have stayed with Vito if my mom hadn't got sick."

Summer explained how she was with her mom until she died of her illness. After her mom's death, her relationship with her dad seemed to fade as he retreated within himself. "I was never too close to my dad. He had no idea what to do with a girl. No matter how hard I tried to get him to pay attention to me, it never seemed to work. I guess that's why I always seem to end up with assertive guys. I must be trying to find my daddy." She smiled at me shyly, "I told you I was a flake."

I didn't want to take advantage of her vulnerability but decided to press my luck and put my arm around her. "You don't sound flaky at all," I assured her. "You sound like someone that just wants to be loved and adored for the beautiful person she is. I doubt someone as gorgeous as you has any problem attracting men or women. You just need to find the person that wants to show you how special you are every chance they get."

Summer didn't seem to mind my arm around her and turned on her side to face me as we lay on the sand dune together. "You have somebody in mind for that, soldier boy?" she asked teasingly.

She had me flustered again as I responded, "I'm just saying you're beautiful. Well, I don't mean it that way. I mean inside. No, you are definitely beautiful outside too. I just mean you have a beautiful soul and I'd never want to change that about you. Wait, I don't mean me. I mean there's no reason anyone should want to control you."

Summer laughed as I stumbled over my words and said, "Aww, I thought you liked me, soldier boy. I saw you checking me out when you got here. And, you keep staring at my tits every time you think I'm not looking. Are you imagining what they would look like if I took this dress off? What it would feel like to have your lips wrapped around my big stiff nipples?"

I inadvertently glanced at her tits and thought I could detect her nipples poking against the fabric of the sundress. When I quickly refocused on her eyes, she had an accusatory look on her face that let me know she caught my quick peek. My sheepdog look only made her laugh harder. When she quit laughing, she put a hand on my cheek and said, "I like you soldier boy. Even if you are a peeping pervert. I haven't had this much fun in a long time. I'd say you were going to get lucky tonight but I'm really tired. Besides, I want you to lay in bed and think about me tonight. To imagine me lying naked in my bed. But, I do want my sandals back if you don't mind," she said with a giggle.

I walked her back to her hotel and was rewarded with a kiss. It was a magical night and I floated back to my hotel, thrilled that she had agreed to meet me for breakfast the next day before she returned home. I'd never been so excited by a woman in my life.

We had breakfast that next morning and then I made the hour drive to her house three more times during the week. Each night, I would pick her up at her house and take her to whatever restaurant she chose. I was happy to let her order for us since she knew what was good on each menu. Afterward, she would show me around the cute little college town and it seemed she knew someone everywhere we went. It was obvious they really liked her. The women would give her a broad smile and approving look as they looked me over. The men seemed a bit jealous and protective of her.

At the end of each night, we would go back to her house and, as we stood together on her front porch, she seemed to wait for me to ask if I could come in. I was dumbfounded and waited for her to invite me in and when I didn't say anything she would kiss me. The first time, she gave me a soft, sensual kiss and after a final "do you have anything to say" look, she went inside. The next time, it was similar but she held the kiss longer and wrapped her arms around me tightly. The third night, she could tell I wasn't going to make a move, so she said, "Why don't you come over for dinner Saturday night. I'm actually a pretty good cook." She paused before adding, "Then, if you beg me, I'll show you what these tits look like." She held my eyes with hers to make sure I understood what she said. I stood there speechless as she turned to go inside. Before stepping into the open door of her house, she turned back and said, "It will really hurt my feelings if you don't beg to see them." Then, with a final seductive look, she closed the door behind her.

I was rock hard for the entire drive home and was already counting the minutes until Saturday evening. I swore to myself that I was going to beg for her like my life depended on it. Later that night, like every other night that week, I was fantasizing about her undressing as I knelt at her feet. I imagined her sitting on my face as I pleasured her with my tongue. I would usually shoot all over myself as my hand stroked my erection furiously and I imagined looking up at her beautiful, large breasts and the look on her face as my mouth brought her to orgasm. I couldn't believe how desperately I wanted her.

By the time Saturday evening finally arrived, I was a combination of emotions that ranged from ecstatic to being scared to death. I'd never felt insecure with women in the past, but Summer wasn't like any other woman I'd met. Her free-spirited, easy-going demeanor belied an inner strength and confidence. She could tell when her bold sensuality would intimidate me. She could be like a cat playing with her mouse. The innuendo and blatant flirting were flattering but they also made me wonder if I could truly satisfy a woman like this. She was far more experienced than me and was quite open about her love of good sex. At the same time, she frequently commented about how refreshing it was to meet a chivalrous man that treated her with true respect.

I arrived at her house with flowers and a bottle of wine. Her parents had a wine cellar so I knew she was used to drin_king good wine. I also knew bringing flowers for a person that worked in a flower shop was risky but she told me of her love of orchids. I went to a good wine store and flower shop and explained my predicament. They both assured me that my offerings would be well-received. I certainly hoped so for the amount it cost me!

When she opened the door, I let out a breath followed by "Wow!" Her long blonde hair had been teased up so it fell over her shoulders in waves. She had on a tight-fitting, V-cut, white t-shirt and no bra. The mounds of her ample bosom were straining against the material and the dark color of her round nipples were teasingly evident. Her white shorts were very short and tight. The round curves of her bulbous behind looked delicious with her every move. If she had on underwear, there were no obvious lines. She was wearing red high heels that were the same color as her bright red lipstick. In one breathtaking glimpse, there was absolutely no doubt how this woman expected this evening to end.

Summer enjoyed watching my reaction and allowed me to stare for a moment before inviting me in. "My goodness soldier boy, don't you have fine taste in flowers and wine. A woman might think you were trying to take advantage of her with gifts like these," she cooed teasingly.

After handing me a corkscrew and a decanter for the wine, she cut the flower stems and put them in a vase. She admired the flowers as she told me, "Did you know there are 25,000 species of orchids? Orchids are one of nature's most fascinating evolutionary marvels. And the secret behind their success is – sex. Or, to be more precise, the promise of sex. Unfortunately, for the pollinators attracted to the orchid, they will always be attracted but rarely leave satisfied. Yet, they keep coming back for more because the orchid cleverly disguises itself to deceive the unsuspecting victim with the promise of reward. Take the Ophrys orchid, also called the 'bee orchid'. Unlike most plants, this orchid does not offer nectar to attract the specific bee species. It offers the promise of what some have called "pseudocopulation". It seduces the male bee with the promise of sex, then ensures its pollination by frustrating the desire it has excited. The Ophrys accomplishes this deception by mimicking the appearance, scent and even the experience of copulation of a female bee. The flower has an uncanny resemblance to a female bee as viewed from behind. Some even have fake fur and the appearance of wings so it looks like the female bee has her head buried in the flower. As the horny male flies in and begins his attempt at copulation, his frustration grows causing him to thrust deeper until he is covered in pollen and eventually flies off. I guess it is only appropriate that the word 'orchid' is from the Greek word for 'testicle' and the bulb of the plant is believed to be endowed with aphrodisiac properties."

Summer snipped one of the orchids from the stem and put it in her hair. She walked over to me and put her hands behind my neck and pulled my lips to hers. We kissed each other passionately and she said with a smoldering voice, "I'm so glad you're here. I've got so much I want you to taste tonight." I felt the erection in my pants and noticed that Summer also took notice of the bulge and smiled in amusement. "Do you like tapas?" she asked as she made her way to the stove.

"I love it," I quickly responded.

"Good. I've got a variety of tasty little treats for us to share tonight," she responded as she turned off the burners of the stove.

We shared an extraordinary meal of small plates containing dishes that included vegetarian, seafood, meat and cheeses. I was truly impressed with her culinary skills. We had conversations but mostly I remember her watching me with those smoldering eyes and occasionally feeding me bites of succulent food.

After dinner, I helped her clear the table and insisted she let me do the dishes since she worked so hard on the meal. She relented but said, "I think somebody is stalling." My face turned red and I assured her I hadn't forgot.

I quickly finished the dishes and found Summer waiting for me in the living room. She was sitting on the couch with one sexy leg on top of the other. She had an expectant look on her face as she sat there waiting. I took a deep breath and sat on the couch next to her and said, "Summer, I've been infatuated with you since the first night I met you. I can't think of anything but you day and night. I love being with you, talking to you and looking forward until the next time I can be with you again. Since you've caught me sneaking peeks at your absolutely beautiful breasts, you know how much I admire your body. I've dreamed of the day I could see you topless and I would be honored and thrilled if you would give me the chance, however brief, to see them."

Summer looked at me for a long moment before saying, "You call that begging?" Her face took on a stern look and she pointed to the floor in front of her. It took me a second to realize she wanted me to kneel, but I quickly got on my knees at the spot she indicated. "Now let's try that again," she demanded.

I was momentarily speechless but tried again with, "Summer, I'm begging you. I desperately want to see your tits and will do anything you ask for giving me that pleasure. Please Summer, please show me your tits. I'm begging you! Please!"

She smiled sweetly and replied, "Now that's better." Then, without standing, she grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it over head, throwing the shirt on the couch next to her.

Her breasts were magnificent. They weren't huge but they had a nice fullness that made them plump so it would take two hands to hold each of them. They were firm with just the right amount of plushness that made them feel soft and cushy. She had some freckles on her slightly tanned skin and the lack of tanlines suggested she liked to sunbathe nude. The mocha-colored areolas were a bit larger than a half dollar with barely visible small bumps that made them look like goosebumps on her sensitive skin. Her nipples were slightly pinker in color and popped out like pencil erasers, begging for attention. I stared at them as I took in the scent of her perfume lingering in the air around my head. She didn't move, resting her elbows on her knees as she watched me lust for her. On my knees, my mouth inches from her breasts, I yearned to take her nipple in my mouth. To hold the heft of her boobs with each of my hands as I feasted on one and then the other.

She made me wait, made me yearn for her, before whispering, "Go ahead, You know you want to. Suck on them, my little bumblebee."

I didn't hesitate as I put my hands gently on either side of her chest and covered each of her breasts with kisses without touching the nipples. I slid my tongue closer and closer to her nipples before flicking my tongue over the hard nub and swirling around the nipple until I captured the entire thing between my lips. She gasped in pleasure and put her hands behind my head, holding my lips to her erogenous zone. I switched to the other nipple and did the same thing and she sighed in pleasure again. I used my teeth to lightly nibble on her nipple and she pulled my head tighter to her. "Do it," she gasped. "Bite it!" I was surprised but did as she asked and lightly bit down as she squealed in pleasure until she pushed my head away and offered the other nipple. "Now this one," she demanded. I repeated the sucking and biting until she pushed me away again.

Summer stood up from the couch so that my face was almost touching her shorts. She slowly unbuttoned and then unzipped her shorts and shimmied them down over hips ever so slowly. I could see that she was shaved completely bare as the shorts went past her pubic mound and she had a small butterfly tattooed just above the opening of her cunt. The scent of her arousal filled my nostrils as she pushed the shorts down her legs and off of her feet. She grabbed the back of my head with both hands and pressed my face into her pubis and ground herself against my mouth and nose. When she released my head, she leaned back into the couch and spread her legs in front of me as I continued to kneel before her. She smiled at me as she put her middle finger on her pussy lips and slid it up and down the opening. She dipped her finger between the pink labia and found the hot, wet moisture waiting barely inside the entrance. She withdrew her finger and made a wide circle around her clitoris that slowly got smaller and smaller until she was rubbing her pleasure nub furiously.

She stopped suddenly and licked her lips as she watched me. "Do you want to taste?" she asked lewdly. I nodded my head and she spread her legs wider to indicate she was ready. As my mouth and tongue found her wet pussy, she grabbed her tits and nipples and played with them as she sighed in pleasure. I was determined to bring her off and did my best to orally pleasure her. It didn't take long until she grabbed me by the hair and screamed out her orgasm as her thighs locked against my head. I could feel her shudder as her body quaked from the pleasure. I'd never witnessed a woman who could climax with such inhibition.

When she calmed down, she had a big smile on her face. "That was very nice, bumblebee. Thank you." She sat back up on the couch and leaned very close to me as I was still kneeling before her. "I showed you mine, now show me yours," she said suggestively. I rose from my knees and dropped my jeans and underwear. My shirt hung down but my erection still popped out from underneath it. I looked at Summer to see what I should do next and she smiled as she leaned back against the couch again. "Now play with it," she suggested.

I was terribly embarrassed to stroke myself in front of her but did as she commanded. I slowly stroked myself until my erection was beginning to drip pre-cum. Summer said, "You've teased me all week, so now I get to tease you." She slid her foot sexily up the inside of my leg until the top of her foot rested against my balls. She glided her foot back and forth against my balls. "Go ahead. Stroke it faster. Cum on my foot." She continued to massage my balls with her foot as I pumped faster. Eventually, despite my embarrassment, I couldn't hold back any longer and came in spurts all over foot and shin.

"My goodness, somebody made a mess," Summer exclaimed. She lowered her leg and put it on top of the other so her foot was dangling in front of me. It took me a moment, but I knew what she wanted. I dropped to one knee and put my hand under her heel and raised her foot to my lips. I licked the top of her foot and shin until I cleaned all of my sticky deposit from her smooth, silky skin.

Summer was very pleased and grabbed me and rolled back on the couch while pulling me on top of her naked body. We kissed and cuddled for a long time as we basked in the afterglow of the strangest sexual experience of my life. Little did I know, this was just the beginning.

Off to a great start once again, hb. Looking forward to a good deal more when you get the chance to put it together and post it.

It was another week before we were able to get back together. The military doesn't care if you are falling head over heels for a woman. The country's interests always come first and you are free to have a personal life with whatever time is left over. Summer and I still talked to each other every day and she let me know that she was falling for me too. The following weekend was a rainy weekend so we pretty much spent the entire time in her bed exploring each other's bodies. I finally got to feel the ecstasy of making love to this beautiful woman and she proved that she was as good at giving oral delights as she was at receiving it. We were laying in her bed toward the end of the second day after making love for the fourth time in the weekend. I needed to start heading home for an early wake-up the next day but didn't want to leave the love nest we had made together.

I was laying on the bed with Summer's head resting on my chest as The Grateful Dead played on the radio. I was remembering our conversation from the night before when we were eating leftover pizza and drin_king wine at midnight. She had joked about how nice it was to finally have a boyfriend that was better with his tongue than his dick. When I looked at her with an offended look, she giggled and said, "I just mean that you are soooo good at that." I appreciated the compliment about my oral skills but it had me thinking. She poured more wine and changed the subject.

"So, babe," I started, "You've mentioned before how great the sex was with your college boyfriend and your Italian Stallion." Summer cocked her head toward me with curiosity in her eyes. "And believe me, it's none of my business so just tell me and I'll shut up," I quickly added. "But I was wondering." Summer rolled over onto her stomach and propped herself up on her elbows with an amused look, waiting to hear where this was going. "I mean, you know how guys are. We always wonder how we stack up." I looked at her with an unsure look on my face and shrugged.

Summer watched me and then said matter-of-factedly, "I'll always be completely honest with you. So, first, let me tell you that the sex with you has been really good. I've had a wonderful time and can't wait to have lots more great sex with you. So, knowing I'll be completely honest, is that what you want to know or are you asking for more?" She looked at me with a questioning look that was clearly challenging the premise of my inquiry.

I just shrugged, so she sat up on the bed and crossed her legs Indian-style and looked at me amused. "Okay, do you want to know if I've ever had better sex or, are you really wondering, if any of them were packing more than you?" When I still couldn't come up with an answer, she shook her head and said, "Alright, let's start with the question every guy has – 'have you ever had anyone bigger than me?' The answer is 'Yes.' You're not the smallest but let's just say you're approaching average. I think the next question is – 'Does size really matter?' The answer is 'Fuck yes!' There's just no way to reproduce the feeling of a great big cock stretching your pussy and hitting spots that little guys just can't reach. Even a big dildo doesn't feel the same but it's not a terrible substitute. An average cock feels good and can definitely bring me to orgasm, as you've seen, but I can't even begin to explain the difference a really big cock feels like. If I have a choice between a little cock and a big one, I'm always going to choose the big one when it comes to sex. The other thing, is how guys with big cocks act in bed. They know they've got what you want so they have a certain swagger and attitude that goes along with that big dick. As a feminist I hate to admit it, but I can't resist a man with a big cock making me beg for more."

She waited for my reaction and could see I wasn't upset. In fact, I was hanging on her every word. She decided to continue, "Vito actually wasn't much bigger than you but, he did have a fat cock. The thing about him was his passion and flair. I was a young thing and he was the epitome of what every young girl imagines she wants in a man – gorgeous, passionate, artsy, smart and an air of absolute confidence. Then there was Rich. He had the biggest cock I've ever seen, held or felt in my pussy. It was long and thick. He never spent much time learning about foreplay because every girl he was with just wanted to put it in her mouth so she could get it hard enough to stuff in her pussy. Just looking at that thing was enough to get a girl wet. As a result, he knew he could get whatever he wanted in bed and he didn't mind telling you."

Summer reached over and ran her hand across my cheek. "Now let me tell you what I love about having sex with you. You are totally focused on me and my pleasure. You are adventurous and will play whatever games I want to play with you. And, my dear, you have more than enough to make this pussy very happy. Whether it is with your tongue OR your cock. My pussy is very happy tonight and you are to thank for that happiness." She smiled at me as I sat up and pulled her to me to kiss her. God, I loved this woman.

"I'll only be gone a few weeks," I said soothingly.

"A month now and then six more months later this year," Summer complained sadly.

We were lying in a king-size bed at a hotel on the beach. We had spent the weekend together before my departure the following morning to a training program across the country. My unit was being deployed and this training was part of the pre-deployment preparations. Summer and I had hardly spent a weekend apart in the past few months. I even moved out of my apartment near the base to an apartment that was closer to her house. It meant I had to drive in rush hour to get to work in the morning but it was worth it to be closer to her.

I stroked her long blonde hair with my fingers and told her how beautiful she was. I wasn't used to seeing this sad look on her face. She was always so happy and care-free. Especially recently, as we expanded our circle of mutual friends and started going to concerts and cookouts and gatherings together. Everyone told us we were the cutest couple they knew and how happy we always seemed together. We both told them that it wasn't an act. We really were that happy together.

Not only did I love every minute I got to spend talking and being with Summer, the sex we were having was mind-blowing for me. She was insatiable. Her idea of a nice, quiet evening at home watching TV was to have her legs over my shoulders with my face buried in her pussy as she watched reality television. She'd stroke my hair affectionately and give me directions to slow down until she was ready for an orgasm. Then, she'd tell me to put my fingers or a dildo in her pussy and I'd lick her clitoris until she had a hip-writhing orgasm. Afterward, she'd either tell me to put my cock in her or she'd have me snuggle up with her and slowly stroke my cock as she continued to watch TV. When I eventually came on her hand, she would lift her fingers to my lips so I could lick my seed off of her delicate fingers and hand as she watched with a wicked smile on her face.

One night, we were at a bar and ran into one of her old college friends. They hadn't seen each other in a long time and were really excited to finally meet again. Sometime during the night, Summer whispered to me that Lisa had been her 'very good friend' after she returned from Europe and was taking care of her sick mo_ther. I checked out her friend and tried to imagine her naked and in bed with Summer. Lisa was a bit taller than Summer and didn't have Summer's smooth curves and full, round breasts, but Lisa was striking in her own way. There was an intensity about her that made you take notice. She had dark hair that was cut short in a cropped style that accentuated her long neck. Her eyes were brown with specks of gold that could barely conceal the simmering heat hidden just below the surface. Her skin was smooth with a slight olive color that gave her the appearance of a constant tan. The loose, silky material of her long-sleeve black shirt flowed over her delicate shoulders and was low-cut enough to see her cleavage. I thought each of her tits would probably fit perfectly in each of my hands and imagined my mouth enveloping the pert nipples poking against the silky material. Her designer jeans showed long legs that rose up to a beautifully round ass. I would find out later that she considered her ass her greatest asset. Imagining both of these women naked was giving me quite an erection. They were such a contrast in appearance and attitude – curvy, blonde, free-spirit vs. sleek, intense, goddess.

Several cocktails later, Summer convinced Lisa to come back home with us. Lisa seemed unsure at first but after a kiss on the lips and a "Please" from Summer, she relented. I drove all of us home while the women rode together in the back seat. Summer had her head on Lisa's shoulder and Lisa had her hand on Summer's thigh. Before long, they were kissing each other and their hands were roaming over each other's bodies. By the time we got home, they hurried inside and went straight to Summer's bedroom without saying anything to me. When Summer closed the door, I assumed that meant it was a private party, so I sat on the couch in the living room. The two women were clearly making up for lost time as their cries of ecstasy and passion could be heard through the closed door.

Later, Summer called out to me and I quickly opened the bedroom door. The two women were lying naked under the covers with Lisa's head on Summer's shoulder. Their hair was a mess and they looked blissfully exhausted. Summer said, "I wanted to give you a kiss before I fell asleep, bumblebee." She puckered her lips and I came to her side of the bed and leaned over to kiss her. She ran her hand delicately over my cheek to the back of my head and crushed her lips into mine. "I love you," she whispered, before rolling over to put her arm around her lover. The next morning, we all sat eating breakfast together in the kitchen like nothing had happened at all. It was a surreal feeling for me but Summer seemed really happy so I was happy too.

As I comforted Summer in my arms in the beach hotel bed, I said, "I've got a crazy idea but now may not be the right time."

Summer looked up at me with a quizzical look. "You can't just say that and not tell me," she demanded.

"Okay," I responded excitedly. I jumped naked off of the bed and got down on one knee next to the bed. Summer sat up in all of her naked glory and looked at me with a strange look. I reached out and took her hand and said, "Summer, you know how much I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. These weeks I'm going to be away will seem like months instead of weeks, and the months of the deployment will seem like years instead of months. But, it will all be more bearable if I know my wife is waiting for me back home. Summer .... Will you marry me?"

Summer looked like she was going to faint. "Ohmigod," she whispered hoarsely. "Are you serious?" she exclaimed in disbelief. Her eyes were wide and her face looked like she was terrified. Then, she started crying and yelled, "Yes! Yes, bumblebee, Yes! Ohmigod, I love you so much!" She threw herself on me and we rolled naked together on the floor.

It wasn't long before I was laying on the carpet of the beach hotel floor and Summer was riding my cock with her big tits bouncing above me. She still had tears of joy in her eyes and we both came together in a simultaneous orgasm.

The training school passed quickly as we worked together long distance on wedding planning. Our plan was to marry shortly before my deployment so we knew it would have to be a small wedding since wedding venues and other wedding details took quite a bit more time to put together. However, we ended up having a beautiful little beach wedding with friends and family. Summer's dad even showed up to give away the bride and my family made the trip across the country to meet the girl they had heard so much about. Summer looked absolutely gorgeous in her low-cut, form-fitting, white wedding dress. She even had a sunflower in her hair as a reminder of the day we met.

We couldn't take a long honeymoon since I was neck-deep in the final planning for the six-month deployment. My colonel offered us his family's beach house in Baja for a three-day weekend and we gratefully accepted his offer. I promised Summer we would take a proper honeymoon after I returned from overseas.

However, we did make the most of our first weekend as husband and wife. Summer 's wedding present to me was to offer her husband the one thing she had never given to anyone else – her anal cherry. I was actually surprised there was anything she hadn't tried sexually but she assured me that this was something she'd always dreamed of saving for her husband someday. She did say that when she accepted Rich's proposal, she was having second thoughts. She had no idea how she could ever take that monster in her ass. Apparently, she thought I would be just right.

I was afraid I was hurting her, but Summer kept encouraging me to keep going. With plenty of lube and some time, I finally was able to claim the gift that my new wife had so lovingly offered me. It was hard to believe that there was anything left for us to do together that could feel this incredibly exquisite but it was amazing. As I was thrusting into her from behind, Summer was groaning loudly in a way that I'd never heard before. It sounded like a mixture of pleasure and pain. When I started to slow down and ease back, she urged me to "fuck my ass harder." Once we got into a rhythm together, she told me to slap her ass. I reluctantly did as she asked and she gasped at the feel of my hand. I did it again and got the same response. So, I threw in a slap every few strokes and before I knew it we were both nearing orgasm. I wanted to hold off but the tight grip on my cock was making that impossible. I gave one more hard slap and grabbed her both of her hips to thrust aggressively into her bubble butt. She thrust her hips back against me and buried her head in the mattress as she screamed in orgasm.

Later, I noticed her looking in the full-length mirror admiring the red handprints on her ass. She smiled at me and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen marks like that, lover." She threw her arms around my neck and said in an incredibly seductive voice, "You may need to do that more often." She bit on my earlobe and breathed into my ear, "Sometimes, you need to remind me that I'm yours."

I pulled her tighter against me and kissed her. I loved the way her naked breasts felt against me. I was already feeling horny again. Then, I asked, "How will I know when?"

She gave me a coy smile and said, "You'll know."

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Communicating with your loved one while on deployment can be challenging, but Summer and I managed to talk almost every day that I'd been gone. Many times, we would FaceTime with each other so I could see her face, and she could flash me her tits, but we tried to make sure we had a chance to connect each day. It had been almost two months since I left and Summer was getting lonely. We had barely got a chance to enjoy being newlyweds before I had to leave. She had decided to keep her job at the flower shop until I returned home and then we would find our first house together and she'd figure out what she wanted to do next. So, I was a little surprised when I called early one morning and Summer seemed distracted from the conversation. The day was just about ending in her time zone and I figured she would be closing up the flower shop. Usually, I didn't need to say much because she was so chatty I could just enjoy listening to her voice.

"Are you going somewhere tonight?" I asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry sweetie. I'm not trying to rush but I'm supposed to meet Lisa for dinner tonight and I still need to go home and change," she replied.

I was surprised and responded a bit stiffly, "Well, that should be an interesting dinner after the last time we saw her."

Summer gushed, "God, I hope so. I texted her last night after I chatted with you. I guess I was kind of horny and mentioned my soldier boy was out of town and I was lonely. She immediately responded that she'd love to spend the weekend with me. You don't mind, do you?" she asked with a teasing voice.

I didn't want to give away the shock I was feeling and just blurted out, "Heck no, I think that sounds like a great idea. I just wish I could be there too."

She laughed and said, "I bet you do bumblebee! I love you and I'll tell you all about it when you call Sunday evening."

Sunday was two days away! Apparently, she was planning to be pretty busy this weekend. "Umm, okay babe. I love you," I said hesitatingly.

"I love you too, hon," she replied and made a kissing sound before hanging up.


For the next two days, I could barely think about anything other than, "I wonder what my wife's doing right now." I couldn't put my finger on whether I was feeling jealousy or excitement. The thought that someone else was in my wife's bed giving her sexual pleasure instead of me, was driving me crazy. Of course, I wished it was me there but I wondered if it would be any different if I were back home. When Lisa had spent the night previously, I was happy for Summer. She clearly was excited to see her old friend and I'm sure some of that excitement was the prospect of having sex with her again. I couldn't deny my disappointment at not being included in a threesome with them, but I respected Summer's wishes and privacy. She more than made up for my frustration afterward! Being with another woman seemed to unleash even more sexual energy than she already had – and I didn't think that was possible. When I asked why they didn't want me to join in on the fun, Summer said, "I know it's every man's fantasy to bed two women and I promise to make that happen for you someday. But, Lisa had some bad experiences with men in the past and she never wants to have sex with a man again."

Well, being excluded for one night while my girlfriend was frolicking with another woman in the next room was one thing but being half a world away knowing my wife was spending the weekend with her girlfriend was blowing my mind. A couple of days ago, I was feeling kind of guilty that Summer was so lonely without me being there. For a woman as highly sexual as my wife, I also knew she was getting really horny. Our conversations were getting pretty risqué as she told me what she wanted to do with me and how badly she needed a cock in her pussy. She would tell me how she was going to pleasure herself and wanted me to tell her what I was going to fantasize about while I was masturbating that night. "Are you going to imagine me bent over while you spank and fuck my ass? I know you liked that. Or, are you going to imagine sliding your cock between my titties the way you like to do?" She really knew how to keep my mind occupied and that wasn't a good thing when you are on deployment. I needed to stay focused on the mission and be satisfied that my wife wasn't going to be lonely this weekend. At least that was what I told myself to do.

It was actually early Monday morning, dinner time on Sunday on the west coast, when I finally got to call Summer. I could tell I woke her up when she answered the phone. "Hi bumblebee," she answered slee_pily. "Did you have a good weekend? Is everything going okay there?"

I never wanted her to worry so she knew I would give the usual "Everything's fine" response. Then, I threw out, "So, I assume your weekend was a lot more fun and interesting than mine."

She laughed and said, "Unless you were getting fucked all weekend - and if you were then I want to hear about it – then your assumption is correct. We had a great time. We did girly things like going to the spa and having brunch and going shopping together. By the way, I bought something that Lisa says you are going to love when you get home. It will be a surprise for you to look forward to. We also went out to dinner both nights and shooed all the boys away when they hit on us. One of them called us 'Dykes' so we tongue-kissed each other and gave him a 'Fuck off' look. We also watched some chick flicks and did our nails together. Other than the sex, it was almost like a regular college weekend together."

I couldn't tell if she was just teasing me or if she didn't think hearing all about the sex was something I'd be interested in. "Well, sounds like a great weekend, babe. Definitely sounds like you got to have a lot of fun. You sound tired so she must have really worn you out," I suggested.

Summer giggled, "Aww, does my little bumblebee want to hear how my girlfriend and I spent our weekend in the bedroom .... and on the living room couch and on the dining room table and bent over the kitchen counter and in the shower in the bathroom?"

"Oh god, yes," I responded breathlessly.

Summer started in a matter-of-fact tone, "Well, I'm sure you've imagined her face between my legs and my face between her legs, right?"

"mmm, hmm," I responded.

"And the two of us in a 69 position with both of us licking each other?" she offered.

"Yes," I responded softly.

"Fingering each other and lots of titty sucking?" she continued.

"Oh yes," I gasped.

"And you know all of the toys I've got? Well, we bought a couple of new ones at that adult store yesterday. So, you can imagine those all laid out and available and both of us using them on each other, right?" she inquired.

"Yes," I replied.

"Well, then it sounds like you were right here with us because that is pretty much what we did the whole weekend in just about every room of the house. I do believe that woman was even hornier than I was," Summer laughed. "We both agreed that we need to get together more often so we're not acting like inmates on a conjugal visit. She's planning to come by again next weekend. You don't mind do you, sweetie?" she cooed.

I was still breathless thinking about them having sex and said, "Of course not honey. I'm so glad you got to have such an awesome weekend. She sounds like exactly what you've been needing."

"Awww, you're the sweetest bumblebee. You are always worried about me," Summer replied sweetly.

We talked for a few more minutes before hanging up. Then, I went to take another shower before starting another day as a military officer. I just needed about ten minutes of alone time first. I also needed to resolve my conflicted feelings about my new wife being taken care of sexually, emotionally and every other way by somebody other than me. I couldn't keep denying that I was feeling incredibly jealous. Now, I just needed to figure out how to deal with it.

Summer and I continued to talk almost every day and Lisa continued to spend her weekends with Summer. As a matter of fact, I even got an email from one of my concerned friends that saw the two of them around town. He wanted to make sure that everything was okay between Summer and me. When I assured him that we were doing great, he asked if I knew about the woman she was hanging out with while I was deployed. I reassured him that Lisa was a good friend to both of us and I was aware that the two of them were spending a lot of time together. He told me he wasn't prying and just wanted to be sure everything was okay. I could tell by his skepticism that he didn't think I appreciated how 'good' of friends they were. I could only imagine how they were behaving in public.

I still had one more month remaining on the deployment when I called Summer one Friday evening and Lisa answered the phone. It was still morning on the west coast so I was surprised that Lisa was already with Summer. We were on FaceTime, so I could see she wasn't wearing any makeup and appeared to be driving. "Hi Lisa, what a surprise!" I said cheerfully.

"Well, if it isn't the soldier boy," Lisa said with a slightly menacing tone.

I ignored her tone and asked, "Where's Summer?"

Lisa was watching the road as she navigated traffic and responded, "She forgot her phone and asked me to bring it to her at the flower shop. I surprised her by coming last night instead of tonight. I guess I made her a little late for work this morning, if you know what I mean."

I certainly knew what she meant. I could hardly think of anything else whenever I knew she was visiting my house. I also knew Summer was always horny in the morning and had almost made me late for work several times. I started getting up extra early to make sure I was out of the house before she woke up and tempted me. The military was much less forgiving about tardiness than the owner of the flower shop. "Well, I was just calling to wish her a good morning. Tell her to give me a call if she's not too busy. I should be up for another hour or so."

"I'll let her know," Lisa replied. I was just about to say Goodbye and hang up when Lisa added, "You know she won't only be happy with you, right?"

I did a double take before answering incredulously, "What?"

Lisa must have pulled over to the side of the road because she was holding the phone in front of her face now and looking right at me. Her short brown hair had a lot of new highlights and styling that must have cost her a bundle at the salon. Her smoldering brown eyes were piercing and full of angst. "I know she's going to dump me when you come back. I know Summer. That's what she does. She's so in love with her 'bumblebee'. And, what the hell kind of nickname is that? 'Bumblebee'!" she spat. I assumed Summer had never told her the story of the orchid and thought this probably wasn't the time for me to share it. She continued, "But I've known her a lot longer than you and I know that woman can't only have one lover. Let's face it, I can please her better than you. She told me you weren't much in the schlong department and that girl likes big dicks. When you come back, I'm still going to be around and, if I have things my way, you will be nothing more than our dildo. Just another toy for us to play with. I've seen the way you are with her. You're like a puppy dog. If she says, 'roll over', you roll over. If she wants me as her sex partner, then you'll let me be that for her. Just like you did last time I came over when you were here. You can own her heart. I'll have to settle for her pussy."

I was dumbfounded and couldn't believe what I was hearing. Part of me wanted to laugh but the serious look on her face told me she was quite serious. There was a lot to unpack in her little diatribe so I tried to defuse her anxiety with, "Lisa, you don't have anything to worry about. Summer has really enjoyed spending time with you these past few months and thank god you've been there for her while I was gone. I really appreciate it as well. When I get back, I'm sure Summer will still want to have her time with you too."

Lisa wasn't consoled and responded, "I don't want to be her occasional plaything. I want her to want me more than you."

I laughed and said, "You do know we're married now, right?"

She scowled, "How could I forget? She reminds me all the time."

"Well, Lisa, Summer is going to do whatever she wants and if she desires you more than me then I guess I'll just have to live with that," I offered as consolation. I hoped she would grasp the reciprocal implication that she might choose me instead.

Lisa seemed to be done talking to me and said, "You better get your tongue ready, soldier boy. She likes telling me how good you are at giving head. I guess we'll find out." Then, she just hung up.

I looked at my phone and wondered what in the hell kind of crazy woman did I just talk to? And, did Summer really tell her that my cock was small? Was she just being nice when she told me she enjoyed sex with me? Would she prefer sex with her girlfriend now after being with her all these months? Lisa was probably right that Summer could never be satisfied with just one lover. My jealousy was probably a result of me knowing that fact myself. I just wanted her to be happy and there was nothing I could deny that woman. On a positive note, she was also bragging about my oral skills! I had so much to think about after talking to Lisa.

I love how the difficulties in navigating this stuff that couples experience all the time are never absent from your work. It makes the story more believable and adds to the emotional power of the story. I can't wait for more.

I agree. I'm thoroughly enjoying this post as it unfolds. Very well written too.
Peter C

Mr Fire and Peter C you are too kind. I draw on some of my own experiences and slip some memories or conversations from the past into most of the stories. It's fun to hide those nuggets in there when I can

I didn't get a chance to talk to Summer until Monday morning, Sunday night for her, when I knew Lisa would be gone. Lisa was a high school teacher so she needed to be up early on Monday mornings and usually left before dinner time on Sundays to drive home.

"She said WHAT?" Summer asked incredulously. "Oh, she is in so much trouble," she added. "She didn't even tell me you called. I guess she was still mad from the night before. When she showed up unexpectedly Thursday night, I told her she should have called first. That hurt her feelings because she had taken a vacation day on Friday so she could spend it with me. I told her, 'What if I already had plans with someone else?' and that you would be coming back home soon so she needed to get used to the fact that you would come first."

I could tell Summer was angry. She didn't get upset very often. "I've never told you about Lisa's thing. She likes to get spanked and made to stand in the corner. Then, she makes up for her bad behavior by bringing me to multiple orgasms. I wonder if she's trying to make sure she gets a really good spanking, because I'm gonna make sure that girl can't sit the next time I see her."

I was shaking my head as I listened to my wife talking about spanking her girlfriend half a world away. I wondered if I'd ever get a chance to watch her do that! Then, Summer's tone changed and in a sexy voice she asked, "So, did it make you excited when she said we'd make you our little sex toy? I know you. I bet that gave you a woodie. Didn't it? Did you stroke yourself that night thinking about being on your knees serving two women? Getting to watch another woman give me pleasure? I know I've been thinking about watching you do that."

I told her how badly I wanted to see her naked again. She told me I'd get a chance to beg her again when I came home. I reluctantly raised a question on my mind, "So, did you really tell Lisa that I had a little dick?"

Summer giggled and responded, "I didn't say it was little. She asked and I told her it was kind of average. I think she's jealous that you're better at eating me than her. Knowing you're not big made her happy."

I said, "You actually told her I was better? That must have made her mad."

Summer laughed again, "Yeah, it was kind of bitchy of me to tell her that right after she licked me to an orgasm but she was being clingy that day and driving me crazy. Women can be mean to each other sometimes."

"So, can I be there to watch you two together and be your sex toy? I'd do whatever you wanted me to," I said shyly.

"I know you will bumblebee and I can't wait to have you back here so you can do it. Just a few more weeks until I get to fuck your brains out," she replied sexily.

On the following Saturday, I got a message from Summer asking if I could FaceTime her. I was just finishing dinner in the chow hall so I quickly took my tray to the kitchen and went to find somewhere private for the phone call. I knew Lisa was there so getting a call was a surprise. Summer had been teasing me all week about how nice it would be to have their very own sex slave to eat their pussies and do whatever they wanted.

Apparently, Lisa's tirade got Summer's imagination fired up. She made me tell her what I was fantasizing about when I jerked off and was pleased to hear that my fantasies involved me serving them. She was surprised when I added that I also imagined not being allowed to fuck and being humiliated by both of them about my small cock.

She answered the FaceTime call on the second ring. I could see that she was sitting at the kitchen table. I was surprised to see that she was wearing a leather bustier that made her large breasts look even bigger. She saw the look in my eyes and said, "How do you like the present Lisa bought me?" She stood up and held the phone back so I could see the entire bustier. She wasn't wearing anything else. I could see her shaved pussy under the bottom of the ornate piece of clothing. The bustier had clasps in the front and embroidered swirls that looked like dark purple velvet over the black leather. It was a beautiful item and looked fabulous on my wife.

"She also gave me this and this," Summer said as she held up a wooden hairbrush and a thin cane that were on the table in front of her. "Apparently, she was feeling apologetic. As a matter of fact, she has something she wants to say to you."

Summer walked across the kitchen and handed her phone to Lisa who was standing naked in the corner. She appeared to have been crying and still had a tear in the corner of one eye. In a soft, contrite voice, she said, "I'm really sorry about everything I said to you last week. I was being a bitch and should never had said those things. She's your wife and I respect that."

Summer took the phone back and said, "This is what happens to bad girls," and turned the phone so I could see Lisa standing naked in the corner with her hands on her head. Her ass was bright red and had quite a few stripes from the cane across both cheeks. Summer smiled into the phone and said, "I thought you'd enjoy seeing that. I told her she could make it up to you when you get home in a couple of weeks. She looked nervous when I told her what a great assfucker you are. Now I need to hang up so somebody can show me how much she appreciates the spanking I gave her. I may even give her a preview of the assfucking she may be getting soon." She made kissy lips and winked at me before hanging up.

All I could think was how badly I wanted to be back home right now. I was rock hard.

Returning home was everything I dreamed it would be. Summer couldn't keep her hands off of me for the entire first week. Much to my delight, she seemed to particularly enjoy having my cock in her mouth. "I missed this little guy," she cooed. She wanted me to fuck her in our bed, bent over the couch, bent over the table, in the backseat of my car, on a blanket during a picnic and on the beach. She was insatiable and I had six months of pent-up sexual energy to release.

During the months of long-distance phone calls, she had got me to tell her my jerk-off fantasies and found out how much I enjoyed her sitting on my face. The thought of having my tongue up her cunt while looking up at her big tits bouncing above me was all it took to bring me to the brink. Now that I was back, she discovered that she loved sitting on my face. She said it made her feel powerful and she loved knowing how much I wanted her to do it. She would grind herself on my face while stroking my hair or pinching my nipples. After she had an orgasm, she would quickly slide her hips down my torso and ride me to another orgasm or two.

One morning, right after waking up, we were kissing each other good morning and she asked me to fuck her in the ass. "Take me and make me yours again. I'll beg if you want," she whispered into my ear. Her sultry eyes peered into my own with a fiery passion. She was naked and her nipples were already erect. She had woke up horny.

I thought of the time she made me beg to see her breasts. I decided it was time for some playful retribution.

"Yes. I want you to beg me to bend you over and give you the good assfucking you need. Beg me to fuck you," I demanded with the best assertive voice I could muster at the time. I'm surprised we both didn't start rolling in laughter. Instead, Summer climbed over top of me, making sure to rub her tits in my face in the process. She kneeled on the floor at the side of the bed next to me and slid one hand under the blanket and found my cock.

As she fondled me, she got an innocent look on her face and in a sweet voice said, "Please, please, oh please you big, strong, defender of the free world, won't you please take this woman and show her who's boss by bending me over and pummeling my ass with your big .. hunk .. of man meat. I'm begging you to thrust into me and smack my ass until you feel like I've learned my place as your loving, adoring wife."

As hard as we both tried, we couldn't help but start laughing at her performance. She tried to act offended that I was laughing but she couldn't keep it together either. Then, I attempted to regain my composure and in a semi-serious tone said, "Well, quit your babbling woman and get your lips busy making me hard. If you want it so bad then you need to get to work." Her hand was already getting the attention of my little soldier under the blanket so she threw off the blanket and leaned over the bed to take my growing cock in her mouth. She played with my balls as her head bobbed up and down on my erection. I looked at her naked body kneeling beside me as she gave me a blowjob and couldn't believe I was the lucky guy married to this incredibly hot woman.

When she knew I was ready, she retrieved the bottle of lube from the bedside table and handed it to me with a very demure look on her face. This would only be the second time anyone had ever taken her in the ass – assuming she was being honest with me the last time we did it. I took the lube from her and sat up so my legs were on the floor while I sat on the edge of the bed. I patted my lap and she looked surprised but complied by laying across my legs with her ass exposed to me. I ran the palm of my hand all over her asscheeks and then between her legs. My finger was brushing against her pussy as I massaged her inner thigh and she spread her legs to encourage more contact. I put my hand over her exposed opening and spread her lips with my fingers before very deliberately inserted my middle finger into her cunt. She moaned in appreciation as I fingered her slowly. I knew she would already be sopping wet. She seemed to always be wet. When she felt the lube dribble against her upturned asshole, she wiggled and gasped at the surprise. With my middle finger still in her cunt, I pressed my thumb against the tight, lubricated opening to her ass. I slid it gently but with firm pressure against her asshole until my thumb disappeared into her. She moaned again as it fully entered her. I almost chuckled as I remembered the caveman joke about carrying his woman like a six-pack. I squirted more lube around my thumb and let it slide into her as I pumped my thumb in and out of her. When I thought she was lubricated well enough, I pulled both fingers out of her and slapped her ass with my hand. She yelped but raised her ass to encourage me to do it again. I obliged and gave her another even firmer slap on the other cheek. I ran my hand over her ass and she just purred in obvious delight, waiting to see what I would do next. I told her, "Sit on my lap and offer me your beautiful tits." She eagerly got up from lying across my lap to straddling me and facing me on my lap. She put her hand under one of her breast and leaned forward to offer the succulent nipple to my lips. I ran my tongue around her nipple and sucked on it lightly before taking the nut between my teeth and biting gently until she squealed. I released her nipple with a smile on my face and looked at her expectantly. She grabbed her other breast and offered that nipple to my lips. She put her hands behind my head, pulling my face to her offered treasure and readied herself for the bite that she knew was coming. Once again, I bit gently but with steady pressure until she gasped in pleasure/pain. I sucked her nipple one more time for my own pleasure and then said, "Get on the bed on your hands and knees. It's time to get your ass fucked." She lifted herself off my lap and scampered onto the bed. She got on her hands and knees with her face in the bed and her ass high in the air. Her pussy was peeking out between her legs and it was tempting to bury my cock there first but I knew what she wanted and I wouldn't deny her any longer. I got on my knees behind her on the bed and pushed my knees finger slowly into her ass until it was buried all the way inside of her. I slid it back and forth and she started gyrating her hips in response to the invasion. When I pulled my finger out and grabbed each of her hips with my hands, she buried her face in the covers and prepared herself for the inevitable penetration of my cock. I guided the head to her opening and pushed gently until the head was partially in her puckered opening. Then, I grabbed her hips again and pulled her hips to me as I slowly pushed forward. When the head popped past her sphincter muscle, she yelped and pleaded for me to go slow. I stalled for a moment and then continued to slowly slide back and forth as I worked my way deeper into her ass. She was moaning and yelling into the covers until I was fully implanted into her backside. I stopped and enjoyed the feeling of being totally immersed in her incredibly tight orifice.

She raised her face from the covers and lifted her head while staying on her elbows. "Oh god, fuck me, please, fuck me hard!" she pleaded. I responded by pulling almost all the way out of her before plunging all the way back in. She threw her face back into the covers and yelled as she arched her back and thrust her hips toward me for more. I slapped her asscheek and thrust into her again. She moaned and begged for more. We got into a rhythm and I was pulling her hips toward me as I thrust aggressively and spanked her asscheeks with alternating swats on each cheek. Eventually, the tight grip of her anal muscles were too much for me and I yelled out my orgasm as she kept thrusting her ass into me for more. As I reached around her and grabbed her tits with my hands while still buried in her ass, she let out a long moan and collapsed under me.

We laid in bed together for almost an hour as she rested her head on my chest and occasionally played with my cock. When she could feel me starting to respond to her antics, she suggested we take a shower together. Once in the shower, she lovingly lathered my entire body with soap, taking extra time with my pubic area, and washed me completely clean. Then, I did the same with her and spent extra time on her tits and her ass as she rubbed herself against me. She put her tongue deep into my mouth and kissed me passionately with both arms around my waist. We broke the kiss and I turned her around so she could put her hands against the shower wall. She spread her legs wide and I entered her pussy with my newly erect cock. We made slow, sweet love as our bodies luxuriated in the slippery wetness of each other. We were reconnecting fabulously.

Can't wait to see how summer and Lisa make him their slave and humiliate him as their pussy licker

Lisa was coming to spend the weekend and Summer was being fussy. "I don't understand it," she complained. "She's been coming and spending weekends with me the whole time you were gone and I never thought twice about it. Why am I being so weird about it now that you are here?" I had just helped her change the bedclothes for the second time because she didn't like the first set we put on. Before that, she changed her own clothes more than once and earlier in the afternoon she sent me back to the market because she changed her mind on the appetizers she wanted to serve before dinner.

"I don't know sweetheart but she will be here anytime and I'm sure she is going to be thrilled to see you after giving us a few weeks alone," I said in my most conciliatory voice. She knew my patience was wearing thin.

It wasn't a minute later when we heard the knock on the door and Summer yelled out cheerfully, "Come in, it's open!"

Lisa dropped her overnight bag next to the door and skipped across the room to embrace my wife. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed on the lips the way lovers do. Lisa opened her eyes as they were kissing and watched me standing behind Summer. When they broke the kiss, Lisa continued to appraise me before saying, "Hello soldier boy. Welcome home." Then, she walked over to me and gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek.

It was a beautiful day outside, so we decided to go for a walk before dinner. We strolled through the streets with Summer in the middle holding each of our hands. I could tell Summer was giddy with excitement having her two lovers by her side. Anybody that paid us any attention could surely tell that she was having sex with both of us. I wondered if they would also assume I was having sex with Lisa.

As we strolled, I remembered the conversation I had with Summer the previous evening. We were sitting on the porch swing after dinner and she sighed, "We usually walk around here naked or wearing nothing but a t-shirt when Lisa is here. I wonder if she'll feel comfortable doing that with you here." I assured her that I would be totally comfortable with them walking around naked all weekend and she punched me playfully on the shoulder.

"I'm sure you would you pervert," she exclaimed. "I told you she has some issues with men so I assumed she wouldn't want you involved in any way, but after I told her about your fantasies of being our servant, she seemed really into it. I think she may want to experiment." I acted shocked that she told her girlfriend about my fantasies. Summer rolled her eyes and said, "Oh please! We tell each other everything. She's definitely more interested in your tongue than your dick." Summer turned toward me on the swing and gave me a teasing look, "So, will it be okay if we tease you and talk about your little dick? I'm pretty sure your mouth will be the only thing getting any action while she is here. Do you really want to be our little bitch boy this weekend? I'll make it up to you after she leaves with a really good fuck. I just need you to follow her lead and do your best to take really good care of us. Just like you do in your fantasies while whacking your little willy." She put her hand over my shorts and felt my growing erection and smiled knowingly. She knew this was really turning me on.

I assured her I was willing to do whatever they wanted this weekend and would do my best to make it as fun and enjoyable as possible. She kissed me on the cheek and squeezed my cock through the shorts. "You're such a good boy," she said teasingly. I didn't know it but I was going to hear that a lot over the weekend.

When we got back to the house after our walk, Summer said," Boy, why don't you change clothes into something more suitable for your role this weekend. What do you think Lisa? What should our servant wear?"

Lisa was still acting a bit uncomfortable but was amused by Summer's suggestion. She replied, "I don't know, how about something that takes away the overt masculinity that oozes from him. He looks so ... military." I didn't like the direction this conversation was going and looked to Summer for help but she clearly was enjoying my discomfort. She knew we were going to push some boundaries. "Do you have some pantyhose he can squeeze into or maybe a sarong or something that you can wrap around him? He's so big that none of our clothes will fit him."

Summer thought that was a lovely idea and told me to follow her to our bedroom. As she was flipping through her closet, she said, "I don't want you destroying a perfectly good pair of my pantyhose, but I think you'll look good in this!" She turned around with a wraparound, flowery sarong on a hanger. I'd seen her wear it to the beach before. She had wore it around her waist with a pretty bikini top and wide-rimmed hat. She looked beautiful in it but I suspected I would look ridiculous. She handed it to me and told me to take off my clothes and she would help me wrap it properly.

When we returned to the living room, Lisa clapped her hands and laughed appreciatively, "Perfect! He looks like one of those pool boys in Hawaii or Fiji!" The flowery printed material wrapped around my waist and hung loosely like a long skirt. It was the only thing I had on until Lisa jumped up and ran to the bedroom to retrieve one of Summer's long necklaces. It had round beads the size of pearls that were many different colors. Summer liked wearing it with her long dresses. She would wear it doubled over and let it hang between her large breasts and down to her navel. Lisa arranged it around my neck into three loops of different lengths that covered my chest. She admired the overall look and said happily, "Now you look our servant boy."

Summer agreed and said cheerfully, "This is going to be such a fun weekend!" A few minutes later, Summer suggested, "Boy, why don't you get the lotion and massage Miss Lisa's feet while I get the appetizers ready. Then, you can serve us apps and wine until dinnertime."

I hurried into the bedroom to retrieve the massage lotion that I loved rubbing all over Summer's naked body. When I returned, Lisa was waiting expectantly with her legs crossed and stretched out in front of her as she lounged comfortably on the couch. She was wearing a cute outfit with denim shorts, a stylish white t-shirt and tennis shoes. She hadn't removed her shoes yet. Apparently, she was waiting for me to do that. She sat there with an amused, haughty look on her face, just watching me and saying nothing. I noticed Summer in the kitchen trying to act like she wasn't watching us as she worked on the appetizers. I had to pull up the sarong just a bit so I could kneel in front of Lisa. She dangled one of her feet in front of me and I took it as I slipped the tennis shoe off her foot. The smell from her feet and the shoe hit my nostrils. She wasn't wearing any socks to absorb the sweat so the smell of the previous walk we took together and the rest of her busy day wafted from her feet. It wasn't an unpleasant smell but it contrasted with the elegant perfume she wore that was also filling the air around me.

Her feet were dainty and soft but had a tacky feel from the sweat that was trapped on them by the tennis shoe. Her toenails had been painted a brilliant red. I put her foot on my thigh as I rubbed some lotion in my hands. I kept my eyes on her foot and didn't look up but I could feel her eyes boring into me as she sat there quietly. The sounds of Stephen Still's voice singing Suite Judy Blue Eyes was playing softly in the house and the smell of something with garlic was coming from the kitchen. I rubbed the lotion into her foot with soft massaging motions using both hands. I varied the pressure as I tried to make sure I hit all of the pressure points. I had learned the pleasure of foot massage from an old girlfriend. Unfortunately, that was one of the few things we had in common. When Summer first learned of my talent and found out an old girlfriend had taught me how to do it, her answer was, "Don't worry, I've got a few tricks I learned from old boyfriends that you're gonna like." She was right!

I finally looked up at Lisa and she was no longer watching me. She had her head back on the couch with her eyes closed and looked blissfully happy. I switched to her other foot and removed her tennis shoe so I could begin the same massage. As I pressed my fingers into a tight area on her foot, she pressed her other foot down on my thigh until I eased the pressure and worked my thumbs in a circular motion until that spot softened. She sighed contentedly and I looked up to see Summer standing behind her and leaning forward as she slid both hands down the front of her t-shirt, under her bra and was massaging her breasts. I could hear Summer whisper in her ear, "I told you he gave great foot massages."

They kissed as I continued the massage and Lisa sighed happily, "Oh god, he really is good at that. I guess we can keep him around after all."

After the foot massage, Summer sat next to her girlfriend and told me to wash my hands and serve them the appetizers she had on a tray in the kitchen. I quickly did as she asked and spent the next hour either bringing them something on a tray or refilling wine glasses with a delicious white Chablis. Just before dinnertime, Lisa asked Summer, "So, when are you going to show me his tallywhacker? I want to see his little ding-a-ling."

Summer laughed and called me over to her. She reached down and lifted the bottom of the sarong until the material was up around my waist. I could feel my face turning hot with embarrassment as she exposed me to her friend. Lisa just looked on curiously as I stood there embarrassed and said, "You're right, it isn't much is it?" Lisa's face took on a disapproving look that indicated she wasn't particularly pleased to see a penis. Summer noticed and, much to my relief, dropped the sarong.

Summer laughed at her friend and said, "I never said it wasn't much."

Lisa rolled her eyes and replied, "Maybe not those exact words but the message was pretty clear."

Summer acted defensive and pushed back saying, "Well, I think it feels just dandy in all the right places." Then, she slapped me on the backside and said, "Boy, why don't you and your ding-a-ling go set the table and put dinner out for the two of us?" I was caught by surprise when she said "the two of us" but I figured that meant the help wouldn't be sitting at the table with the ladies.

They enjoyed the dinner Summer had prepared and took many opportunities to tease me by making sure I understood I was their servant for the night. They had me running back and forth to the kitchen for replacement silverware, more wine, a new napkin, to change the music, and anything else they could think of to keep me hopping. At one point, Summer suggested I go turn down the bed covers and bedroom lamps and light the incense in the bedroom. The wine was having the predictable effect of making her horny and she was looking at her girlfriend with the "come fuck me" eyes I knew so well.

When I finished setting up their boudoir, I returned to find Summer topless and facing Lisa as she straddled her lap on the living room couch. They were kissing each other passionately and Lisa held Summer tightly in her arms. When they boke the kiss, Lisa quickly moved her lips to Summer's nipples and sucked each of them alternating back and forth as Summer held Lisa's face in her hands. They were heating up quickly and I just stood there unsure what I should do as they ignored my presence. When Lisa looked up at my wife, Summer said breathlessly, "Take me to bed and fuck me my love."

They got up from the couch and passed me on their way to the bedroom. Summer winked at me as they went by. Lisa gave me a look that said, "I told you she would choose me." Then, they closed the door behind them and I got to listen to their lovemaking for another hour through the closed door.

I busied myself with the dishes and cleaning up the house before settling on the couch by myself. After they had been quiet for a while, Summer called out to me, "Boy!" When I opened the door, I could see the two lovers laying on the bed with the covers pulled over them. Summer was spooning Lisa with her arm wrapped over her and her hand cupped over Lisa's breast. The side of Summer's boob was visible behind Lisa's back. There was a dildo in a harness lying on the bedside table. Lisa was watching me with sle_epy, contented eyes that seemed to have a glint of victory in them. Summer said sweetly, "You were a good boy tonight. Can you bring us breakfast in bed tomorrow morning? Coffee with some fruit and warm croissants from the bakery would be lovely." I nodded my head and told her I'd take care of it. "Come kiss me goodnight," Summer urged. I went to her side of the bed and kissed her on the lips and she said softly, "I love you boy."

Early the next morning, I quietly walked into the bedroom with a tray full of coffee, fruit and warm croissants from the neighborhood bakery. I also had two red roses lying across the tray. I had changed back into my sarong before I entered the bedroom.

Lisa woke up first when she heard the bedroom door open. The blankets had been disturbed during the night and both women were partially uncovered as I entered the room. At first, Lisa instinctively pulled the blanket to cover herself but she stopped and decided to let it lie on her hip so she was facing me with her breasts exposed. She lay there watching me as I continued into the bedroom and placed the tray on Summer's makeup table. Summer must have detected my movement and woke up and let out a loud yawn as she stretched herself awake.

"Mmmm, something smells good," Summer said slee_pily. She sat up naked in bed and looked at me happily as I brought a cloth napkin for each of them. Lisa sat up naked in bed next to my wife and took the napkin and laid it across her lap over the blanket. I noticed the little red bite marks all over Lisa's breasts and could tell she caught me looking at them. I couldn't tell if she was annoyed at my peek or happy to show them off as another reminder that she was the one having sex with my wife and not me.

I had actually brought two trays with me and pulled the extra tray out from under the first one and placed it on Lisa's lap. "Thank you 'boy'," Lisa said with emphasis on the 'boy'. Her demeanor seemed rather cocky and a bit feisty this morning. Summer watched in amusement but said nothing. I put a cup of coffee and a small urn with cream on Lisa's tray. As I went to grab the bowl of fruit and croissant for her, Lisa insisted, "I want you to pour the cream for me."

I paused and turned back to her with a smile and said, "Of course." I poured the cream and returned it to the tray.

Then, as I started to get her bowl again, she said, "And I want two sugars."

I paused again before turning back to her and said, "I'll be right back." I went back to the kitchen and got the sugar. I'm not sure why I forgot the sugar, but Summer didn't use it in her coffee so I just didn't think to grab it. I was trying not to be irritated and to remember that I was their servant this weekend, but I had already got up early after slee_ping on the couch all night and ran to the bakery and prepared their breakfast after all.

I walked back into the bedroom with the little bowl of sugar in my hand with a spoon sticking out. As I walked up to Lisa's side of the bed, I saw her face and could tell she wasn't satisfied. I gave her an inquisitive look and she said impassively, "I want the little brown packs." I knew what she meant and remembered seeing the box of 'Sugar In The Raw' packets in the cabinet. I looked across the bed at Summer and she looked like she was ready to fall out of the bed into fits of laughter. She excused herself saying she needed to pee and jumped out of bed naked and skipped across the bedroom trying, but failing, to keep from laughing.

I nodded at Lisa and, in the most pleasant voice I could muster, said, "Of course, Miss Lisa," and returned to the kitchen for the little brown packets. I returned a moment later with the desired sugar and emptied each of them into her coffee and then stirred the coffee before tapping the spoon on the inside of the cup.

Lisa raised the cup and took a sip before returning it to the tray and nodded that it was acceptable to indicate that I could finish serving her breakfast. As I was putting Lisa's fruit and croissant on her tray, Summer returned to bed and climbed in saying, "Are you two almost done with the foreplay? I'm dying to eat breakfast while it's still hot."

I finished serving them breakfast and then returned to the kitchen to have a cup of coffee and some breakfast for myself. When I returned to the bedroom to collect their trays, Lisa had already put her tray on the floor and was leaning over my wife who still had her tray in her lap. Lisa had put some of the apricot jam that I'd put on the plate with the warm croissant on Summer's nipple and was licking it off. Both of Summer's nipples were perfectly hard and she was leaning against the headboard with her eyes closed as she enjoyed Lisa's mouth on her body. She felt my lift the tray and opened her eyes with a smile. She ran her fingers through Lisa's hair and said softly, "Sweetheart, do you mind if boy licks my pussy and gets me all hot and ready for you?"

Lisa stopped sucking her nipple and looked at me with a condescending look. "I guess so," Lisa replied. "Maybe I'll learn something," she spat with mild irritation. Apparently, she was still angry about Summer complimenting my oral skills.

I put the tray on the floor as Summer threw off the blankets and lay on the bed with her head on the pillows. She spread her legs in anticipation as I climbed on the bed and let my hands glide along her inner thighs. I could see she was already wet as her pussy was slightly parted. I also saw Lisa reach for the strap-on dildo that was at the side of the bed. She took it with her to the bathroom. As I started licking my wife's pussy, I could hear Lisa peeing through the open bathroom door and then the water in the sink was running for a few minutes. I imagined she was washing the dildo and then I heard her brushing her teeth. Summer was getting hotter and hotter as I ran my tongue all over her pussy and clitoris. The anticipation of getting fucked by her girlfriend after having her husband get her ready was making her super horny. I heard Lisa return to the side of the bed and could tell she was watching us. When Summer was just about to cum from my tongue, Lisa demanded, "Okay, that's enough. You can go whack off in the other room or whatever it is you do when I'm fucking your wife. Close the door on your way out."

As I stopped licking Summer's pussy, I looked over to see Lisa standing there wearing nothing but the strap-on dildo. She looked intimidating and incredibly sexy. Her nipples were hard and her eyes were fiery. I quickly got off the bed and noticed Lisa checking out my erection pushing against the sarong like a tent pole and the growing wet spot that it was making there. She had a satisfied smile on her face as I retreated from the room and she climbed between my wife's legs on the bed. I closed the door behind me but decided to stay and listen. I felt kind of guilty listening through the closed door but figured it was only fair that I could at least listen if I wasn't going to get to fuck my own wife.

It was much easier to hear them standing next to the door than from the couch in the living room. I could hear my wife gasp in pleasure and knew that Lisa must have penetrated her with the dildo. I could imagine my wife's legs spread wide, possibly with her legs over Lisa's shoulders like she did with me. It didn't take long to hear the sounds of pretty aggressive and for_ceful fucking as Lisa must have been really pounding my wife's pussy with the strap-on. Summer was responding with her own shouts of delight and urging her girlfriend to "Fuck me, baby, fuck me good." At one point, I heard Lisa command Summer to turn over and imagined Summer getting on her hands and knees as her girlfriend entered her from behind. Doggy-style fucking was one of her favorite positions. The assertive sounds of their frantic copulation quickly resumed and Summer began orgasming soon after. Her moans were loud and causing my erection to dribble constantly. After Summer quit moaning, I was surprised when I could just make out her telling Lisa to sit on her face. I knew Summer enjoyed doing that with me but had no idea she liked being on the other end of facesitting. It wasn't long before I heard Lisa groan in ecstasy and soon she had her own screaming orgasm as I imagined her riding my wife's face in the same aggressive manner she had just finished fucking her. When the sounds calmed down from inside the bedroom, I quietly snuck away from the door before they caught me there.

About 10 minutes later, I heard my wife's voice call out to me in a sing-song manner, "Oh boooy!" I jumped up from the couch and rushed to the bedroom door. When I opened it, the two women were sitting on the end of the bed next to each other. They were both naked and Lisa was still wearing the strap-on. I could see the dildo glistening with my wife's wetness as it jutted out menacingly from Lisa's hips. "Boy, Miss Lisa wants to know if she can fuck your ass," Summer said in a sexy voice. "I told her we needed to ask you first," Summer cooed as she got up and walked over to me. She rubbed her tits against me as she wrapped her arms around me and looked up at me with her smoldering eyes saying in a chi_ldlike voice, "You don't mind do you, bumblebee? I told her to promise to be very gentle with you."

I started to panic as I looked at my wife's pleading eyes and then at Lisa who was smiling eagerly from the bed with the big phallus waving in anticipation from her pubis. I swallowed hard and stammered, "I .... Uh ... I don't know. I've never ..."

Summer interjected, "I already got it nice and wet and I'll make sure she uses plenty of lube." I looked at Lisa and saw she had a tube of lube in her hand. Aww, come on baby, you know you want to do it," Summer urged sexily as she slid her hand down my stomach and under the sarong to wrap her fingers around my stiff cock. "I'll even sit on your face. You know how much you like that," she pleaded as she stroked me.

She could tell I was incredibly horny and my resolve was crumbling. She smiled eagerly and pulled me to the bed by my engorged penis. Summer sat on the end of the bed next to Lisa and sat me down on the other side of her. She kept stroking me under the sarong and pulled her hand out with my sticky cum on her fingers. She put each of her fingers in her mouth and slowly licked the cum off. She pinched and rolled my nipple between her slick fingers and pushed gently on my chest until I lay back on the bed. She straddled my head and said, "Lick me bumblebee. Make your wife happy." She lowered her pussy to my waiting mouth and I licked her very wet lips and clit. I felt Lisa stand up from the bed and move between my legs. She pulled up the sarong and lifted my legs so they were resting on her shoulders. Without warning, the cold lube hit my asshole and Lisa pushed it inside of me with her finger. I gasped at the intrusion but she kept fingering my ass with one finger as she continued to apply more lube. I couldn't see and Summer kept telling me to relax and to "Eat my pussy baby." When Lisa quit fingering my asshole, she quickly replaced it with the head of the dildo that she had just finished fucking my wife with. When Summer felt me tense up, she started riding my face and telling me to relax. I tried to relax but the pressure was growing as Lisa pushed the dildo forward and my sphincter muscle was being stretched. I gasped and pushed my hands into the mattress as I began to panic even more.

Lisa said in a very unsympathetic voice, "You enjoy fucking her ass, boy. Now it's time for you to man up and take it for her." Then, she pushed the head of the dildo past my sphincter muscle and the shaft slid halfway into my opening. I yelped at the pain and she pulled part of the way back before pushing further into my ass in short strokes. Summer's pussy was gushing with her wetness and I could tell she was getting incredibly hot. I tried to keep licking her, but the pain in my ass was making it difficult to focus. Lisa started to get into a rhythm and slowly worked more and more of the dildo into me until I could feel her hips against my ass. She kept sliding it slowly in and out of me until she could tell I was relaxing a bit. The pain was gradually becoming easier to handle and I started to feel a strange pleasurable sensation mixed with the pain that I'd never experienced before. I kept groaning into Summer's pussy and that seemed to trigger her orgasm. When Lisa heard Summer's moans, she was spurred to start thrusting her fake cock into me more aggressively. I tried to get her to slow down but I was trapped under Summer and Lisa was panting with the exertion and excitement of fucking me. Summer removed herself from my face and lay next to me and started stroking my cock furiously. She kept stroking me as Lisa continued to ram into my ass. I looked at Lisa's face and saw a fierce determination as she dominated me. Summer could feel my cock getting close to the point of no return and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock and sucked until I exploded in orgasm. I shouted out loudly with each powerful burst and felt the world spin around me as I squeezed the blankets with both hands and gasped in an ecstasy I'd never felt before. I had to beg Summer to stop sucking my cock due to the sensations being too intense. Lisa withdrew her dildo from my ass and had a look of pure satisfaction as she watched me writhe on the bed in front of her. She lowered my legs until my feet were on the floor and went to the bathroom to cleanup.

Summer rolled over on top of me and gushed, "Oh bumblebee, that was incredible! Thank you so much for doing that for me!" She kissed me passionately as her breasts and pussy ground into me. I lay there returning her kiss while trying to stop the world from spinning around me. I was in a haze where I felt like I was floating above the bed. At that point, I felt like they could do anything they wanted to me and I wouldn't be able to do anything but lay here, helpless to resist. That feeling would last well into the next day.

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That weekend changed my relationship with Lisa forever. To be honest, it changed my relationship with my wife as well. I'd never really considered myself submissive. I'm a military officer. A leader of men, for god's sakes! I always considered it gentlemanly and loving to defer to Summer's desires. However, we both knew that things were a bit different now. There was a boundary that had been crossed, willingly crossed. She loved me and I knew I could trust her so giving up any sense of control wasn't hard for me to do. And giving up control to my wife was something we both knew I wanted to do. I could be the hard as nails, give no quarter, sacrifice all for God and country military officer by day, but when it came to my wife there was nothing I could deny her. She knew it, I knew it and her lover knew it.

Lisa liked for me to call her Miss Lisa and she only called me Boy after that weekend. It didn't matter if we were out in public or back at home. Unlike Summer who still treated me lovingly and was always carefree and easy with me, Lisa expected me to defer to her and my wife and enjoyed treating me like their servant. She was actually much friendlier to me after that weekend and would engage me in conversations and got to know me a lot better. However, she wanted there to be no misunderstanding my place in the pecking order when she was visiting. I was there to serve them in any way they wanted and if she wanted to be alone with my wife then I was expected to disappear. I also could forget about having an orgasm until after she was gone. Lisa reasoned that I was spoiled and got more than enough orgasms with Summer when Lisa wasn't around.

Summer had no problem with the new order in the household during Lisa's visits. She assumed it fed some repressed fantasies of mine and she enjoyed watching things unfold between us. When she could tell Lisa needed some spanking and corner time, I would be sent out of the house for the evening so they could do that in private. When I returned, they would be curled up together and I would mostly be ignored. Otherwise, I would be their servant doing their bidding while they would do whatever they pleased.

Lisa liked to bring presents for us during her biweekly visits. She gave Summer a new dildo that was just a bit larger than the old one saying, "The other one is just right for me, but I know you like them bigger. I can get used to a bigger one. Besides, the old one will only be for Boy from now on. Why don't you pick a name for it boy? Is there a movie star you've always wanted to do you? How about Sean or Brad or Duke?" They both cracked up but I didn't think it was that funny. Eventually, she insisted I name it so I named the old dildo 'Charlie' so there was no specific person that came to mind.

'Charlie' became a part of most of Lisa's visits after that weekend. She discovered a real joy for bending me over or having my legs over her shoulders and fucking me vigorously. This was especially true if Summer happened to be on her period, but Lisa would usually find some time during each visit when she would tell me it was time to have a visit with Charlie. Many times, this would be a signal for Summer to say she was going shopping or baking some cookies or something where she could let us be alone for a while. She would tell me later that it turned her on to feel like she was being cuckolded by Lisa too. She would make me tell her all about it as she stroked me with her hand and then let me finally get a release from my weekend of denial.

Lisa also bought me different outfits to wear during her visits. She still liked me wearing a sarong the best. She liked the island pool boy vibe and bought me a sarong made of red rayon that tied in the front and was clearly made for a woman. It fit me much better than Summer's so it avoided the risk of my junk falling out accidentally. She also bought me a few outfits that were intended to make me feel humiliated when she was in the mood. One was a very lacy white negligee that she must have bought in a bridal shop. It looked like something you would strip off a blushing bride on her wedding night. It fit me kind of snug but I guess there are some relatively large and tall brides out there. The other outfit was a woman's black, one-piece yoga bodysuit. She liked me to push my cock back between my legs so it didn't bulge out the front and told me I looked 'cute'. On the positive side, whenever she made me wear these ridiculous outfits, it was almost certain that I would be on my knees eating her pussy before the night was over.

We carried on like this for about six months where Summer and I would be a normal, red-bloo_ded, highly-sexed couple some weekends, and then a weekend with Lisa where I would serve the ladies or go spend the weekend at the beach with friends so the ladies could be alone. One day, Summer said, "You won't believe it but Lisa isn't coming this weekend .... She has a date! With a guy!"

I looked at her confused and answered, "But, I thought ..."

"I know!" Summer replied. "Apparently, we helped her overcome what years of therapy couldn't do. She's now ready to date guys again. She told me that being with you helped her realize that she was just looking for the wrong kind of guys. There was another teacher at her school that has been fawning for her for years. She's mostly ignored him and let him know she wasn't interested. But now, she took another look and decided he's actually pretty cute and she thinks he might be just the kind of guy she's looking for. 'Pliable, submissive and knows how to follow directions' is what she said."

I looked at Summer incredulously and shook my head in disbelief, "Poor guy. I wonder if he knows what he's getting into."

Summer laughed as she put her arms around my waist. "You sure haven't seemed to mind it. Are you jealous that there might be someone else getting Charlie up their ass? You won't know what to do with yourself if you don't have her here to stroke that kinky little itch of yours every once in a while."

I kissed Summer on her velvety soft lips and replied, "What in the world will you do if I'm the only one around here to scratch your insatiable itch?"

She put her hand between my legs and massaged my cock saying, "Looks like somebody is going to have to step up their game or I'm going to need to find another playmate to take up the slack."

I slid my hand up her shirt and squeezed her braless tit and said, "I'll certainly do my best."

Love this. The part "or I'm going to need to find another playmate to take up the slack" Again, this gets better and better.

Thanks cuckold_2!

I was notified that my unit was going to be deployed again and I'd need to spend the next few months flying back and forth to the east coast for training and preparations for the deployment. Summer looked miserable when I told her and we barely talked for most that week. She woke me up to apologize one morning and we had great make-up sex but I could tell she was still really sad that I would be travelling and away again. "At least I had Lisa last time," she lamented. "With her new boyfriend, I barely see her at all anymore."

She was right. Lisa's every two week visits had tapered to once a month and now we hadn't seen her in almost two months. Apparently, she was head over heels for her new boyfriend and he turned out to be just what she wanted. The last time I saw her she told me, "You should be glad I found him when I did boy. I've discovered that I like spanking asses even more than being spanked. He is a very eager student and I'm teaching him exactly how I like to be pleased. I think he may even be better than you with his tongue and he certainly has a bigger cock. Although, I do make him wait, sometimes a very, very long time to use it. He is so much more eager when he isn't thinking about that silly thing."

Summer told me she wouldn't be surprised if they were married before the year was over.

"Aww don't worry honey," I consoled, "You didn't know Lisa was going to be there for you until right before I left. Who knows what will happen this time." Neither of us felt encouraged by my words but we couldn't have been more wrong.

During my first trip to the east coast, I called Summer for our nightly chat on the phone and she said excitedly, "You will not believe who contacted me on Facebook today!" I waited for her to continue and after a long pause she exclaimed, "Rich!"

I thought for a second and quizzed, "You mean your old fiancé in college, Rich?"

"Yes!" she yelped excitedly. "He's recently divorced and decided to contact old friends. He found me and at first didn't want to talk to me because he was still so mad at me but then he decided to reach out anyway. The next thing I knew I sent him my mobile number and we talked for, like, an hour."

"Wow babe, uh, that's great," I said hesitatingly.

"Aww, he used to be my best friend. It was so weird talking to him and hearing his voice. By the time we hung up it almost felt like old times," she said with obvious enthusiasm. She paused, then said, "He'd like to get together for a dri_nk this weekend. He lives about an hour away and wants to drive down."

I could feel my throat tightening and said, "Didn't you say he was really mad at you? Is it a good idea to see someone that you know has a really big grudge? And, I thought you said the two of you had nothing in common except good sex!"

"Aww bumblebee," Summer said in her favorite babytalk voice, "That was a long time ago. We're just getting together to have a dri_nk." Then in a pouty voice she said, "But I won't meet him if you don't want me to."

My brain was spinning as I tried to pick the right words. We both knew she would end up in bed with him if she met him ... and his great, big cock. And, would she be safe with somebody she stood up at the altar and ran away to Europe to avoid being with? This was a terrible idea! "I don't know Summer," I mumbled. "It just seems like ..."

She jumped in, "How about I make sure to meet him in a very public place so I can be sure he's really over his anger from way back then? I'll be able to tell. Besides, I don't think he'd drive all the way down here just to yell and scream at me. He's already been married since then," she reasoned.

"I can tell you really want to meet him," I said with resignation.

Summer replied softly, "I really do bumblebee but I won't if you don't want me to."

She knew I couldn't resist that voice and her pleading tone. "Alright sweetie but I want to know the minute you get there and the minute you leave. You have to call me," I said in the most stern tone I could muster with her.

Summer squealed happily, "Oh you're the best bumblebee! I love you so much!"

We talked a few more minutes about nothing in particular but I could tell she was distracted. She probably wanted to start picking out her outfit for her date ... with her former fiancé .... with the really big cock ... that she would always pick over a smaller one. I sighed and wished her a goodnight before heading to a slee_pless night.

When she called me Friday night, I could tell she was really excited. "He called again last night," she gushed. "He wanted me to know he understood why I left. I was too young to get married and felt trapped. He even apologized for pressuring me. He seems so much more mature now."

I had a feeling he was clearing the playing field of any obstructions before trying to reignite a relationship with my wife but I kept my opinion to myself. "It sounds like you had a good chat with him," I observed.

"Are you upset that I'm seeing him?" she asked. "You sound ... I don't know ... different," she remarked.

I didn't answer right away because I wasn't sure how honest to be but decided to just dive right in. "Actually, I'm feeling kind of insecure about you seeing your old boyfriend. I think we both know he wants to get in your pants again."

Summer was quiet before responding, "Is that a problem? That he wants to get in my pants? Are you feeling jealous? Am I making you feel insecure about us?"

"Not about us. I'm just ... I don't know ... I guess I am kind of jealous," I admitted.

"So, are you saying you don't want me to go out with him tonight?" she asked.

My brain was screaming "Yes!" but I said, "No, sweetie, I'm just worried about you. I wish I was there though."

Summer's voice softened and she said, "You have absolutely nothing to worry about, baby. I love you so much and there is nobody and nothing that will come between us. Are you wishing you were here so I could bring him home and fuck him in our bed in front of you? Is that what you're really upset about? I think that would be really hot. And you're right. He does want to get in my pants. He said as much last night. He said I was the best fuck he's ever had and after several years of bad sex with his ex-wife, I'm pretty sure he is as horny as a man can be. If he wants me to bring him home tonight, will that be a problem? Do you want me to tell him 'No'? If we do fuck, I'll tell you every single detail if
you want. Tell me what you want me to do baby," she said in a sexy voice.

My mouth was dry and I could feel my cock beginning to stir in my pants. I was jealous but I also couldn't deny that the thought of Summer getting fucked by the biggest and best cock she's ever had was driving me insane with lust. My voice felt a bit shaky when I responded, "I want you to be happy sweetheart. I've never met this guy so I'm worried but if you decide you want to bring him home then I trust you."

Summer's voice took on a pleased, erotic quality when she said, "I dreamed about him fucking me last night. I haven't been able to think about anything else all day. I was tempted to tell him to just come straight here and to greet him naked at the front door. I could imagine my hand barely able to fit around that fat shaft of his as I guided it into my mouth. The feel of him picking me up so I could wrap my legs around him as he lowered me onto his big, thick cock. It made me so horny that I've already fingered myself to two orgasms. I bet I'll be wet the entire time we're at dinner. Just thinking about what he wants to do to me later tonight. So, tell me stud, is your dick getting hard imagining that your wife may get her brains fucked out later tonight?"

I could barely breathe as I responded breathlessly, "Oh god, yes!"

I could imagine the big smile on her face when she said, "Good. You can stroke it later when I tell you all about it. And, when you get home in a couple of days, you can eat my pussy and I'll tell you all about it again. Does that sound good?" she cooed playfully.

We hung up so she could get ready to go and I laid on my hotel bed thinking about the conversation. My wife was most likely going to be having the best sex she'd had since college tonight. I wrapped my hand around my erection and stroked myself as I imagined her in the arms of another man, a man that she desperately wanted in her pussy. A man that would leave her begging for more, much more.

It was almost midnight when my phone finally rang. Summer sounded slee_py and slightly intox_icated when she said, "Hi bumblebee. Have you been thinking about me?"

I tried to keep my voice calm as I responded, "Hi sweetheart. Did you have a good time tonight?"

She laughed softly and sighed, "Mmmmm, I had an incredible night. I forgot how fantastic that guy could fuck and how awesome that cock feels. I wanted to call you before going back to bed. We had sex for so long that all we want to do is sl_eep."

"He's still there?" I asked in surprise.

"Yes, he's going to spend the night. That's okay, isn't it?" she replied softly.

"Sure, I guess I just didn't think he was spending the night," I responded quickly. "What are you planning to do tomorrow?"

"More of what I did tonight, hopefully," she giggled. Then, she said to someone else, "I'll be back in bed in a minute. I'm talking to my hubby." She returned to our phone call and said sexily, "He's walking naked into the kitchen to get some water. Even soft, the cock swinging between his legs is bigger than yours when you are all the way hard. How does that make you feel?" she teased.

"I ... I don't know," I cho_ked. She could hear me breathing heavy.

"I know how it makes you feel, bumblebee. It makes you feel submissive and happy that your wife is getting such a big dick that can make her pussy feel soooo good. Isn't that what you're feeling?" she almost whispered to me.

"Yes," I gasped. "Yes, I really do love you and want you to be happy." I was getting caught up in the erotic tension and added, "It makes me excited that you have a much bigger cock to give you the pleasure you deserve."

She was pleased with my response. "I know I promised to tell you all the details tonight but I'll have even more to share after tomorrow morning," she said seductively. "Now pinch your nipples for me. Just the way I like doing it." She waited a moment for me to put the phone on speaker so my hands were free to do as she asked. "Now, imagine me lying in our bed with him spooning me and his big cock pressing up against my ass as we fall asl_eep together. Both of us knowing that in the morning he will be stretching my pussy with that big cock. Are you pinching your nipples?" she whispered sexily.

"Yes," I gasped.

"Keep pinching your nipple and stroke yourself with the other hand," she commanded. I did as she instructed and she said, "I want you to keep doing that but don't cum. After you get close three times, then stop and go to sl_eep. If you can do that for me tonight, then you can have my ass two nights from now and reclaim your wife. I know you want me, baby. So, be a good boy and hold that cum for me. Good night bumblebee." She smooched into the phone and the line went dead.

I lay in my hotel room bed with a raging hard-on and desperately wanted to cum as I imagined my wife snuggled up with the big cock in our bed. However, I did as she asked and stopped when I almost reached the point of no return. Going to sl_eep with an erection was impossible but eventually I drifted off with visions of my wife dancing naked from cloud to cloud.

I got home in the early evening two nights later and Summer was waiting for me in a sheer robe with nothing underneath. The smell of garlic filled the house and a full wine decanter was sitting on the table. Summer was in the kitchen cooking and squealed happily when she saw me come through the door. Her long blonde hair was cascading over her shoulders and her large breasts were bouncing enticingly under the robe as she scampered across the room and into my waiting arms.

We kissed passionately for a full minute with my hands roaming all over her body before breaking the embrace. I knew from our brief phone call the previous evening that Rich had stayed another night and didn't leave until this morning. She couldn't talk long because Rich was waiting for her to finish the game of strip poker they were playing. Apparently, she was losing and the winner got to pick the fantasy for the night. It was a game they played together in college. I spent the rest of the night imagining what fantasy her old fiancé was planning to play out with my wife.

"Oh bumblebee, I'm so happy you are finally home. I'm making your favorite garlic butter white wine shrimp linguine. First, you can eat pasta and then you can eat me!" she exclaimed excitedly. She ran her hand down the front of my pants and felt my erection. "Ummm, is somebody happy to see me? I'll bet this has been aching to get back home to me, hasn't it?" she giggled sexily. "Well, you're just going to have to wait until after dinner or it will all be cold and ruined. Besides, I think a little more teasing is just what my soldier boy needs after his long two weeks away from his sexy wifey," she said with a squeeze.

While we ate her delicious dinner, she told me about her weekend with Rich and I could tell she was gauging my reaction as she ran through the events. On the first night, they met for dinner at a little bistro on the other side of town. We ate there occasionally but it wasn't one of our main restaurants so I doubt anybody we knew was there, but then again, everybody in town seemed to know Summer. They enjoyed a bottle of wine and got another to go because they both couldn't wait to get back to our house and get naked. He was hesitant at first because he knew I was in the military and wanted to know what he was getting into. Summer told him, "Don't worry about my hubby. I tell him everything and he knows what we want to do tonight." He asked if I was a cuckold that got off on my wife screwing other men and she said, "He loves me and wants me to be happy. Besides, you will be the first man to see me naked other than my husband since we got married." That made him very happy and he barely mentioned me again for the rest of the weekend.

She talked about how he couldn't wait to see her naked again and how she pulled his pants off in a frenzy so she could wrap her hands and lips around his big cock. He loved hearing her talk about how his cock was the largest she ever enjoyed and when she sucked his cock it was the first blowjob he'd enjoyed in more than a year. Apparently, his wife found him to be too big and only really enjoyed sex with him when she was dru_nk. She rarely gave him blowjobs. Summer was only too happy to take care of that long drought and gave him four blowjobs this weekend. Once, in the car on the way to the restaurant where she swallowed his load before they had dinner. She said it took a while the first time they had sex to get him all the way into her pussy due to the girth of his cock but, once she got used to it, she was like a woman possessed. "He was hitting places that haven't been touched since I saw him last," she gushed. She leaned across the table, letting her robe open so her bare tits were exposed, "I could tell when I was orgasming that my moans and shouts were ani_malistic and really loud. I felt like I was totally out of control. Wouldn't you like to watch me do that someday, baby? Watch me howling like a wild ani_mal as his big cock made me scream and beg for more?"

I was no longer interested in dinner as my hands trembled and my breath was shallow with lust. "I want to fuck you so bad," I said hoarsely. I dropped my fork and got up from the table. I stormed around the table and picked her up in my arms from her chair. Summer was shocked by my boldness and terribly excited as she put her arms around my neck. I carried her into our bedroom and dropped her on the bed where she had been fucking her lover all weekend. I turned her over on her stomach and pulled her legs to the end of the bed so her knees were hanging over the edge. I dropped to my knees and put my head between her legs and buried my tongue in her pussy. The pussy I had been dreaming about and masturbating to for the past two weeks. Summer sighed contentedly and starting moving her hips in pleasure as my tongue found her wet clit first and then penetrated her asshole. I slid a finger into her extremely wet pussy and thought it seemed much looser than before but I think that was all my imagination. However, if he was as big as she said then maybe her pussy really was still stretched out. Once my finger was very wet with her juices, I pulled it out and slowly pushed it into her ass. She squealed at first but also pushed her ass to accept my finger. I pushed it in and out a few times before I quickly went to the nightstand and got the lube. Before I lubed her asshole, I decided I had to bury my erection in her exposed cunt. She was surprised when I suddenly slid my cock into her and pushed back to get as much of me into her as possible. We fucked aggressively for a minute or two before I stopped to continue what I originally intended to do. It was time to reclaim my wife. It was time to fuck her ass so we could reconnect in our own special way.

I slapped her on the ass hard as I thrust into her and demanded, "Tell me how it felt when he fucked you from behind."

Summer was moaning pleasurably and replied, "It felt so good. It felt like his cock might go all the way to my stomach. He held me by the hips and fucked me hard like he knows I like it."

I slapped her on the other asscheek as I thrust in and out of her ass. I pulled her long blonde hair and asked, "Did he also pull your hair and make you beg for more?"

"Yes," she gasped. "He loves when I beg for his cock. He knows I'll do anything to get more of it."

I stopped thrusting into her ass and pulled out long enough to roll her onto her back. I put her legs over my shoulders and re-inserted myself into her tight ass as I looked into her excited eyes. I stopped thrusting into her and said, "Tell me you would rather have his cock in your pussy instead of mine," I demanded.

She looked unsure for just a moment before getting a seductive smile and said, "Oh baby, there is absolutely no doubt that when it comes to fucking my pussy, I want his cock much more than yours. It's the difference between having a man's cock and a boy's penis. There is no comparison!"

I started pounding my cock into her ass at a frantic pace and she was moaning passionately as the heat of the moment was overtaking both of us. It wasn't long until we both had loud, screaming orgasms.

Later, after we took a shower together and cleaned up, we sat snuggling together on the couch. We were both elated to be in each other's arms again and sat listening to music and enjoying each other's company. I asked softly, "So, do you think this was a one weekend thing or do you think you'll see him again?"

She responded coyly, "Well, we were actually talking about getting together when you go back to the east coast in a couple of weeks. Is that okay with you?"

Despite my serious reservations about this new affair, I hugged her tightly and said, "Of course! I haven't seen you this excited since you first got together with Lisa last year."

Summer turned and kissed me on the lips and then added, "By the way, we're getting together with Lisa and her boyfriend next weekend. I think they may have some big news!"

Lisa looked as ravishing as ever. However, her penetrating brown eyes had a twinkle that wasn't there before. She actually looked happy! That isn't to say her intensity and sharp wit weren't still evident but the ever-present fierceness had faded and been replaced with an adoration for the man at her side. Jake was a tall, thin, kind of nerdy looking guy that laughed a lot and was really fun to be around. It wasn't hard to imagine him in the teacher's lounge at their high school with a pocket protector on the pocket of his short-sleeve, button-down shirt containing pens and mechanical pencils neatly placed in a row. The students probably loved being in his class while running the other way when Lisa came storming down the halls. At least that is the way I imagined it.

It was obvious Jake absolutely adored Lisa and hung on her every word. He deferred to her in almost every way. When they ordered from a menu, he would ask what she thought was good. During a conversation, he would wait for her to speak first and never contradicted anything she said. It was hard not to imagine him getting his ass whipped and fucked by his assertive, beautiful girlfriend. I remembered Lisa telling us how she didn't let him have many orgasms and how attentive he was to her needs. I wondered what outfits she liked to dress him in.

"So, we have some great news," Lisa said as we all sat at the table in our favorite fine-dining restaurant. We knew it was going to be a special evening when Lisa suggested we eat here. This wasn't the type of restaurant you ate at on a teacher's salary. She must have been hiding it somewhere because she pulled her hand out from under the table and there was a sparkly diamond on her ring finger. Summer yelped happily and grabbed her friend's hand to look closer at the diamond and I put my hand on Jake's shoulder and congratulated him.

Lisa reached across the table and took Jake's hands in her own saying, "You should have seen this little romantic proposing to me. Tell them about it sweetheart."

Jake turned a little red and looked around the room and saw the other people that were smiling at our table in acknowledgement of the happy moment. I'm sure they couldn't hear Jake's soft voice but he probably thought every word sounded like it was being broadcast over a PA system. He took a deep breath and said, "We went for a hike in the National Forest and got to a beautiful, secluded overlook to take a rest. I got on my knees and pulled the ring out of my pocket and told her she would make me the happiest man in the world if she would take me as her husband. I promised her she would be the queen of my world and I would do anything and everything in my power to make her the happiest woman in the world."

"Tell them the rest," Lisa encouraged with a teasing look on her face.

Jake looked at her with desperate eyes but Lisa only raised her eyes and waited. So, he said even quieter, "Then I gave her a key." He looked at Lisa and she still had her eyes raised and waited for more. "The key to a chastity device," he said in an almost whisper. That's when I noticed the key hanging from a silver chain between Lisa's breasts.

Lisa had a triumphant look on her face. "I made him drop his pants and put it on right there in the woods. Didn't I sweetheart?" she said teasingly. Jake just nodded his head in embarrassment. "And when will be the first time you take it off?" Lisa asked him.

He looked at his hands and then back to his fiancé and replied, "On our wedding night. Six months from now."

Lisa chuckled and said, "The poor thing. You should have seen him. Pants around his ankles, the new contraption dangling between his legs, on his knees in the dirt as I lay back on our day pack and spread my legs. I told him if he could make me cum in less than five minutes then I would say 'Yes.' You've never seen a man strip hiking shorts from a woman so fast. After our long hike, I must have been really sweaty down there but he didn't seem to mind. He didn't know I would have faked an orgasm if I had to but he did come through and brought me to a wonderful climax well under his deadline. This man has a magic tongue! I'm such a lucky woman," Lisa beamed.

Jake returned her happy look and his embarrassment seemed to diminish just a bit. "I'm an even luckier guy," he replied affectionately.

We finished dinner and Lisa suggested that Jake and I should go have a dr_ink and get to know each other better while she and Summer returned to our house. Lisa and Jake were already planning to spend the night with us, so we all understood that she wanted some alone time with Summer. Jake quickly agreed with his fiancé and the two of us left the restaurant and walked down the street to a local pub.

As we were sipping our beers, Jake asked, "So, what do they do when they get together? I mean, I know they were lovers and all but ... have you ever been there? Didn't she have sex with you too?"

I nodded my head and said, "Well, it's complicated. I've heard them have sex many times but I've never actually watched them. They always close the door and don't call for me to come in until they are done." I watched him and wondered how much I should tell him. I decided there was no reason to be too secretive since it was apparent she had at least told him some of our exploits. "She probably wants to be alone with Summer because she wants to be spanked." Jake looked at me with surprise in his eyes but didn't say anything. "She seems to need that every once in a while. I guess it is a stress relief," I offered.

Jake nodded his head. "I didn't know she liked to be spanked."

I laughed and replied, "I wouldn't count on doing it yourself! So far, Summer is the only one I know of that gets that honor." I thought about telling him Lisa told us she liked spanking him but changed my mind. "My experience with Lisa has been that she'll never let a man take advantage of her again."

Jake nodded again and said, "She told me that you helped her trust men again. That you were the first man to touch her since the bad things that happened before. I guess I should thank you or we wouldn't be here today."

Lisa had never said that to me but I guess I knew it deep down. I felt a swell of happiness that I helped a friend. Even if that help included me being treated like a servant and being skewered on the end of her fat dildo. I turned to Jake and said, "I've never had sex with her ... well, I mean ... I've never been ... inside her .... You know what I mean?"

He looked at me with a confused expression so I continued in a quiet voice, "She's fucked me, but I've never ... fucked her." I let the message linger in the air and his eyes lit up with acknowledgement.

He took a long dr_ink of his beer and then asked, "Did she make you name it?"

I almost spit out my beer with a laugh. When I swallowed, I answered, "Charlie."

He nodded his head and said laughingly, "Mine's Rocky." He waited a moment and added with a chuckle, "I can't help but hear the Rocky Theme in my head every time she walks in wearing that thing." We both burst out into laughter and I could tell we were going to be really good friends.

Eventually we got a text that told us we could come home. When we arrived, the women were sitting on the couch wearing nothing but a t-shirt and panties. I noticed Jake's eyes light up when he saw Summer's big nipples straining under the tight t-shirt. I don't think his reaction was missed by Lisa and by her look he would likely pay for that later.

"So, did you boys have fun?" Summer cooed happily from the couch.

"Jake is a great guy," I responded. "I made sure to warn him about what he was getting into," I added humorously.

Lisa gave me a piercing look and said, "And I told Summer all the benefits of having your man locked up. Something that would probably do you some good." Lisa pointed to the floor next to her feet and Jake quickly scurried across the room and knelt at her feet. She ran her fingers lovingly through his hair and said to Summer, "He's so attentive and loving. It's almost a shame he is locked up or he would be getting lucky tonight." Jake gazed adoringly into her eyes and she sighed, "But, he wants to suffer for me, don't you my sweet boy?" Jake nodded his head like a happy puppy. She looked at me and said, "Summer told me about Rich." I forgot that Lisa was a college friend and would have known Summer's college boyfriend. With a slight bit of menace, she warned, "Maybe you should be the one worried about what you are getting into." I looked at Summer who was giving her friend the 'I can't believe you said that' eyes and wondered what she told her girlfriend.

Lisa turned to Summer and held her hand saying, "Thank you for a lovely evening. I really needed that. I'm going to take your advice and try to be less of a bitch to my boy but sometimes he needs a bitch, don't you boy? He even bought me some knee-high leather boots to wear when he needs Miss Bitch Lisa." She continued to stroke his hair lovingly and in a teasing voice she added, "That's when he puts on one of his cute little girlie outfits and wants to spend some time with Rocky." Jake's face was turning red as his embarrassment increased but I knew he was probably getting hard. I knew how it felt to be the object of Lisa's dominant affections.

Then, she looked at her fiancé and held her arms out to him and said, "Why don't you take me to the guest bedroom and rub some lotion on my ass and massage my back. Now that Miss Summer has taken care of her girl, you can see what your ass is going to look like when we get home. If you're a good boy, I may even let you lick my pussy before we go to sl_eep." She kissed Summer on the lips and blew me a kiss as well. As they walked toward the bedroom, I noticed the stripe of a cane mark across her upper thighs and knew her asscheeks were probably cherry red under those panties.

Summer and I retreated to our own bedroom and cuddled up under the covers. I was horny and ran my hand gently over her belly and reached for one of her boobs. She didn't resist at all and said softly, "I noticed you watching Lisa tonight. You miss her, don't you?"

I kept massaging her breast and said, "I didn't realize I was watching her but I do miss her being here with you."

Summer rolled over to face me and ran her hand gently on my cheek. "Do you miss her fucking you? The way she could make you feel so submissive? I know you my little bumblebee," she said as she slid her other hand down to feel my erection. "Am I not giving you that dominance and humil_iation that you need? Your eyes were practically undressing her all night." Her hand kept kneading and stroking my erection.

"I really didn't realize I was looking at her like that," I responded. However, as I thought more about it, I was reimagining all the times I would get on my hands and knees or put my legs over her shoulders as she took my ass. All the times she would make sure to embarrass or humiliate me about my small cock. To say her name – Miss Lisa. I guess I was kind of jealous that she had someone else to call her that now. Someone else's ass that she would rather have instead of mine. Someone else she called 'boy'.

Summer was watching me with an amused smile. "Do you want me to start being more like that for you, bumblebee, or do you want us to find someone else to do that to you? We both know you need it. Your Miss Lisa is in love and only has eyes for that boy now. So, we're going to need to figure something out for you. I don't want my boy to feel left out." She started stroking me faster and faster and before long I was ready to cum. She rolled on her back and said, "Do it on my tits."

I straddled her rib cage and stroked myself as she continued to watch me with an amused, seductive smile. I thought about the couple in the next room and how he was rubbing lotion into Miss Lisa's red, welted ass and I felt the cum building up in my balls. "Oh god," I gasped. I had passed the point of no return and let out a loud groan as my cum erupted from the head of my cock and splashed all over my wife's large breasts. Stream after stream of the ropy cum landed on the underside and tops of her tits.

I started to collapse back on the bed when Summer said, "Time to cleanup your mess boy." I eagerly did as she asked and began to lick my cum from all over her tits. She held my head with one of her hands and lovingly stroked my shoulder and bicep with the other. I sucked each of her nipples until they were hard as I licked every drop I could find. After a while, she asked softly, "All done?" I looked and didn't see any more cum and nodded to her with my submissive eyes. She pulled me down onto the bed next to her and kissed me on the lips before putting her head on my chest and drifted off to sl_eep. Before I could drift off, I heard the sounds of Lisa moaning and knew Jake was being rewarded with his tongue in her pussy.

A week later, it was the morning before I was leaving to return to the east coast for another two-week planning session with my military colleagues. The last session before our three month deployment overseas to conduct a contingency operation. Something had been bothering me but I didn't say anything until now. Summer had just woke up and was returning from the bathroom where she took her morning pee. She was usually horny first thing in the morning and I hoped today was no different. When she snuggled back under the blankets with me, she felt my erection poke her and smiled seductively. "I was wondering something," I started. "Other than the day I came home two weeks ago, we haven't actually had sex. You usually like to have sex at least 3 or 4 times a week. Is everything alright?"

Summer got an apologetic look on her face and put her hand on my cheek. "Awww, I'm sorry bumblebee. I've been wanting to tell you but wasn't sure how you would take it." Now I was concerned and she saw it in my face. "No, no, it's nothing to be worried about sweetie," she whispered consolingly. She took a moment and then looked me in the eye saying, "You know how I said Rich likes to make me beg for his cock and can get me to promise almost anything to get it?" I nodded and started to see where this was heading. "Well, he made me promise that you wouldn't get any pussy until he got some again." She looked at me with worried eyes and waited for my reaction.

It was all starting to make sense. She had made me cum from more blowjobs and handjobs in the past two weeks than she had since we met. Usually they were part of our foreplay but she liked having my cock in her pussy. She liked feeling my cum fill her pussy. She liked having her own orgasms. "But, I did fuck your pussy before your ass," I murmured feebly.

Summer stroked my cheek again with an amused look. I don't think that was the response she expected. "I know honey, but it was real quick. Let's just act like that didn't happen. I won't tell if you won't," she said teasingly.

I gazed into her sultry eyes and asked incredulously, "Does he expect you to go without orgasms?" I had only licked her to one orgasm in two weeks and she had insisted on giving me a blowjob in return. Normally, we would have fucked afterward.

She laughed and said, "No, bumblebee. Believe me, my dildo has been getting quite a workout lately!" Then, with quiet concern, she asked, "So, you're not mad at me?"

I smiled at her and said, "Does that mean I get to fuck you in the ass again as a going away present?"

She shook her head, laughing, "That's up to you. I was planning on sitting on your face and fucking you with Charlie but you can fuck my ass if you'd rather do that, big boy."

I looked at her with lust in my eyes. She pinched my nipple with her fingers. Lightly at first and then harder until I gasped. Summer smiled knowingly and pushed me onto my back and took her place with her pussy over my face. She lowered her already wet pussy onto my eager lips and tongue saying, "You're such a good boy. I'm going to enjoy fucking you. Maybe we'll have to get out one of your outfits that Miss Lisa bought for you."

I was in heaven as I looked up at her large tits swaying above me as my tongue tickled her clit. Her face showed the pleasure and power she felt. However, it was nothing compared to the look on her face a short time later when she had my legs over her shoulders and was thrusting into me while slowly stroking my erection with her delicate hand. She knew she had me right where she wanted me. Blissfully submitting to her as we gazed passionately into each other's eyes. I would remember this face, this look, many times over the next two weeks as I lay alone in my hotel bed.