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When I opened my lunch pail at work the next day, a note on top of my sandwich greeted me. It read: DON’T WORK TOO HARD TODAY. DANA IS COMING FOR A VISIT TONIGHT.
As I stared at the note, one of the guys across the table laughed, and said, “What does it say Pete? Bring home milk and a box of tampons?” I shook my head as the other two guys at our table joined in the fun at my expense. The note got tucked away before any of them could get a look at it.
Another shouted, “No pussy for you tonight! Momma’s going to be wearing flannel!” I laughed out loud as the guys had their fun. If they only knew. What would they say if they ever found out what happened last night? Could I even show up at work and have them judge me for what I allowed to happen?
And what will tonight bring? What the fuck have I gotten myself into? Dana’s coming over? I suppose she’s bringing Johnny too. I had the rest of the day to wonder to what extent they would want to humiliate me, and by the time I got home, I was an anxious mess.
Opening the front door at the end of the day usually would bring a chorus of “Hi Daddy!” from my daughters, followed by a show and tell of what they did while I was gone. Today was different. The house unusually quiet as I walked through to the kitchen.
Another note awaited, this time on the kitchen table. THE KIDS ARE
AT YOUR MOM’S FOR THE NIGHT. YOUR WIFE IS WAITING FOR YOU UPSTAIRS. DO NOT GO UP THERE YET. GRAB A BEER AND SIT IN YOUR EASY CHAIR UNTIL YOU ARE TOLD OTHERWISE.
Jesus, Dana is at it again. This has her written all over it. I felt my cock twitch, wondering what my wife is doing up there, waiting for me, and is she even by herself? That fucking Johnny probably has her at his whim, doing things for him that she would never do for me. The house was quiet as I listened intently for a moan or groan, the bed banging against the wall, or even a squeaking bedspring, but the silence was deafening.
A few minutes later, the front door opened, and in walked my sister-in-law. She wore a trench coat, tied at the waist, despite the fact that there were barely any clouds in the sky. Her black stilettos clicked with her confident pace, as she walked through the front hall.
When she stepped into the family room, she smiled at me and said, “There you are, my little cuck. Have you been a good boy? Or did you sneak upstairs to spy on my sister before I got here?”
“Hello, Dana. Still acting like a cunt, are we?” I countered.
She stood at my feet, and unhitched the belt holding her trench coat around her body. “Well, that’s not a very nice thing to say. And here I was going to offer you a much more pleasant encounter this evening.” Dana placed her hands in her pockets and opened the coat wide to expose what little she had on underneath. As she did, a lengthy, muffled moan emanated from my bedroom.
My eyes were drawn to the sight of Dana’s naked double D cups, the enormous areolas and fat pink nipples, full and firm. Her black cotton skirt was so short, the crotch of her white satin panties peeked at me from beneath the hem.
Dana began, “Let’s get you naked. Stand up and show me that handsome cock of yours.” I stood quickly, and unbuttoned my shirt, slipping it off and tossing it on the chair behind me. My trousers were next, and once unzipped, I hooked my thumbs in both them and my underwear, and let them fall to the floor. My semi hard cock was already springing to life. “Well,” Dana teased, “I’m glad we don’t have to fumble with a cage, cuck boy.” While I slipped off my socks, I wondered what was it about a woman teasing and demeaning me in my own home, which had me so excited.
Dana reached to my balls and cupped them for a bit, my cock responding with pulsing hardness with each beat of my pounding heart. When I extended my hand to tease one of Dana’s breasts, she slapped it away, “You will know when I want them touched,” she said, sternly. I pulled my hand back as if I had burned it on the stove. Dana stood silently, giving me lots of time to take her in. Meanwhile, another long drone of Teri’s muffled cries resounded from our bedroom.
“Do you like?” she asked, one hand toying with her pearl necklace, while the other remained hidden in her jacket pocket. Dana’s fiery hair was pinned in a tight bun, and her ruby lips pursed to blow me a kiss.
“Your body is fucking hot, Dana,” I relented.
“Whatever is going on with your wife up there?” she teased. “You don’t think that my young friend has started without us, do you? Maybe Johnny is balls deep in your wife right now. I bet that would make you hard as a rock.”
Teri’s muffled moans and the sexy woman showing off in front of me already had my cock fully responsive, and now thoughts of my wife fellating or fucking the teenager in my bed, only heightened my angst.
Dana slipped off the jacket and sat across from me on the sofa, her white undies nearly fully exposed as the skirt rode up her voluptuous hips. She took hold of the TV remote, and clicked it on while her eyes never left mine. “Crawl over here and take off my shoes, and I will show you what has your wife all hot and bothered in your bedroom.” Dana parted her legs wide, and closed them again.
The TV screen remained black, clearly not set to the cable input. I crawled to her as instructed and raised her left leg horizontal to access her high heel. Dana’s huge breasts stood proud; it was hard not to stare at them. I cupped the ankle with one hand and slipped the shoe off her foot, revealing her red-painted toe nails. Dana raised the hand not holding the TV remote, and placed her thumb over a button in that hand, My wife once again began moaning with more intensity.
“Suck my toes and I will show you what is pleasing my sister.” I have always loved worshipping Teri’s feet; her family has always kidded me about that since Teri told her of my proclivity for them. I greedily took Dana’s large toe in my mouth and sucked on it, my tongue rolling around. The TV screen next to us lit up, and a pixilated image of my wife, fully naked in our bedroom, filled it.
A camera was mounted above the headboard, and it showed our empty bed, neatly made, and at the foot of the bed was Teri. She was strapped in to the same chair that I was sat in last night. She looked at the camera, legs splayed obscenely wide. A large, pink ball filled her mouth. A black strap wrapped around her head, keeping the gag in place. Some pink object protruded from her smooth shaven vagina, and when Dana again pressed the button, Teri’s splayed legs began shaking violently.
I licked and sucked my way down Dana’s soft, slightly scented toes, while my wife was clearly and violently in the throes of an orgasm. Dana asked, “Do you think she’s had enough?” She lifted her thumb up and instantly Teri stopped thrashing about, her chest heaving while she regained her breath. “Other foot,” commanded Dana.
I couldn’t take my eyes off my wife on the TV screen. I set Dana’s foot down, removed the other shoe, and repeated my caresses and kisses. I inhaled the flowery scent of her cologne, while Dana filled me in.
“T and I had a good talk after you went to work today. We decided that you deserved a reward for being such a good sport last night. So tonight, T is going to take the role of cuckquean for you. Would you like that, Peter?”
“Cuckquean?”
“Yes. T won’t be participating today, unless she is invited. That leaves just you and me in your bed. The only difference is, she won’t be banished to the downstairs because she has had an orgasm. And I think what you are hearing right now, is T’s third orgasm of the day. Your wife really is a sexual beast.” I looked again at my wife on the screen, who looked as though she had been through hell already.
“Now,” she continued, “If you would like to fuck me in front of your wife, like she did to you last week with Johnny in your living room, all you need to do is remove my panties and worship my pussy. Would you like to do that, my little cuck?”
There was no decision to ponder. Since I met Teri’s sister, I would have through a mile of broken glass to eat her pussy. I just never thought my wife would allow me that pleasure. I was so horned up that my answer came quickly. “Yes, Dana. I’ve dreamed of this for a long time.”
She stood up again, the heat pouring through her panties as they almost touched my nose. I inhaled deeply, and her pheromones filled my head instantly. I pressed my nose into her already very wet panties and licked up and down the smooth fabric. My tongue delved along the elastic at one thigh, tasting her smooth skin beneath. “Eat me, Peter,” she begged. I pulled her panties down and admired the baby smooth lips of her labia. Her hands pulled me into her as she sat against the edge of the sofa, legs wide apart. I burrowed into her pussy, tongue extended to reach as deeply as I could.
“Does it taste familiar?” asked Dana. Instinctively, I thought her question was odd, because Dana’s scent and Teri’s are much different. Dana’s pheromones are much more raunchy than Teri’s; it was easy to tell the difference between the two women. And then, the heady taste of salt hit me like a brick. Fuck!
I drew my face from her cunt. “It’s Johnny’s isn’t it?”
Dana giggled. “Well, I knew you enjoyed eating his cum out of Teri. I figured you might like another taste.” Dana laughed out loud, and called out, “Enough. Let’s go upstairs.” Before I could get one knee up to stand, her hand was on my shoulder, holding me firm. Dana, looked straight down at me, my head tilted back to maintain eye contact. “You look so hot kneeling in front of me like this.” She stood and removed her skirt, leaving her only wearing her pearls.
Dana released her grip and said, “Go.” I got up, noticing that my dick was rigid and leaking precum, and turned to lead the way, until she slapped me hard on my bare ass. Her hand went to my shoulder and pushed me aside, so she could climb the stairs first. I allowed Dana to ascend to where her ass was just above my face, and enjoyed the sashay of her glorious white-skinned backside all the way up. We walked down the hall toward the open door of our bedroom, my naked wife in full display inside our room just past the door. Teri watched us approach, the pink ball still gagging her and drool spilling from the corners of her mouth.
Dana kissed the top of Teri’s head, her hand swiping across Teri’s face in a loving caress. She undid the hasp at the back of the gag, and the ball popped free of Teri’s mouth. My wife made a yawning motion, trying to get the feeling back into her jaw muscles, while her sister placed the gag on the dresser. Teri looked to Dana and begged, “Please. No more. I can’t take it.” I happened to look at the seat of Teri’s chair and was shocked to see it flooded with her own liquid. It looked as if someone had wrung out a towel on the wooden seat.
Dana quipped, ” Don’t be such a pussy. I’ve seen you take much more than that!”
Teri’s eyes avoided mine. Dana nodded, offering, “We should provide enough stimulation for you now, anyway,” and set the remote beside the ball gag. Dana turned to me. “You can free up her hands, so T can touch herself while you and I play.” As I did her bidding, Dana added, “You might as well take my toy out of your wife. It has served its purpose well.”
I reached between my wife’s thighs and grasped the pink ring that protruded from her pussy. It proved very difficult to extract. As I withdrew the latex plug, I gasped, finding that its size and shape was no less than that of a talk boy beer can. No wonder it felt good inside her.
I turned to hand it to Dana, but she was holding the remote again in her hand. “Hang on to it,” she warned, before pressing the button. I held it tightly, but when it began to vibrate, it nearly jumped from my hand. My eyes grew wide and Dana clicked it off again. I looked at Teri, and she nodded at me, saying, “Imagine that inside of you? It nearly fucking killed me!”
I started to unravel the knots that bound my wife’s arms to the chair; I leaned in and kissed Teri, our tongues swirling about. I said softly, “It looked very hot watching you cum though, babe.” I took her mouth again and we began kissing with intensity.
Dana stood next to me, pulling me away from our kiss. “This isn’t about her, right now, cucky. This is about me. And you.” Dana drew me in for a kiss, and everything about her showed a self-confidence I had never seen up close before. Her fingers grasped the back of my head and she pushed me into the wall, pinning me with her breasts, while exploring my mouth with her tongue.
Dana ended the kiss, but kept me pinned. “Well, my boy, you are going to have to earn it.” Dana flopped face down on our bed, stretching diagonally from corner to corner. Dana’s taut ass cheeks were in full view. “Show your wife how you love to eat ass.”
My dick was stone hard. Dana lifted onto her elbows and knees, her ass high in the air facing me. As I moved near her, Dana reached back and parted her ass cheeks, exposing her brown, tightly wrinkled anus.
Without hesitation, I licked from her perineum up and over her pucker, then back down to the tight entrance. “Eat my ass, cucky!” she said with a laugh. My cock was profusely oozing precum. My hands covered hers and I plunged my face into her cleft, my tongue darting into the taut center of Dana’s anus. “Mmm, such a good boy, you have there, T,” Dana said out loud.
Her hips wriggled into me, demanding deeper entry. My nose and chin were smashed into Dana’s cleft while my tongue delved as deep as possible, experiencing the bitter flavor within, for the first time in my life. “You aren’t going to blow your wad early on me, are you?” she teased.
I pulled back far enough to answer, “I hope not,” before returning to duty. The depravity of my face buried in my sister-in-law while my wife watched, was hotter than anything I could ever have imagined. The sound of Dana moaning into the sheets upped the ante for me. “Get on your back,” she ordered. I rolled over, my cock poking straight up, my head between Dana’s knees, her sodden pussy just out of reach, above me.
Dana taunted me with, “Tell your wife whose cum is inside me!”
I raised my head and looked at Teri at the foot of the bed, and she was beginning to masturbate. “It’s Johnny’s cum,” I said, before resting my head on the bed once more.
Dana added, “Tell her what you are going to do with Johnny’s cum.” Again, I looked at my wife, who now sported an evil grin, her hand moving in furious circles at my humiliating position.
“I’m going to eat Johnny’s cum from your sister.”
Dana, laughed and added, “Tell her why!”
I had known it, I had thought it. Now I would say it. “Because, I am your cuck.”
Dana lowered her hips until Teri could no longer see anything of me, from my shoulders up. My tongue stabbed into Dana’s slippery folds while she mashed her pussy into me, moaning all the while. She ground her hips in slow circles as gravity drew the last remnants of Johnny’s semen from the depths of her vagina, into the vestibule being teased by my wandering tongue.
“Peter! Just my clit. Lick my clit!” Dana shuffled a bit lower, offering me her fat, engorged clitoris. I was mad with excitement, and felt the wetness on my tummy from my precum drooling all over me. I lapped at her feminine nub, bringing her closer to climax. Just when I thought Dana was about to cum, she made one more demand. “Okay. I’m ready. Fuck me Peter!”
My sister-in-law raised her ass from me, presenting her pussy to me on all fours. I quickly got to my knees, and moved in behind Dana, her face down and ass up. Before I could get my cock to her entrance, Dana said aloud, “There’s no way he lasts one minute inside me!”
I took my dick in hand, swiping it up and down her slobbery folds, smearing my own juices with hers. Dana’s hips pushed toward me and I placed my cock into the tight entrance of her pussy. Dana told me, “You better fuck me hard!” I was so horny that there could be no other option.
I took hold of Dana’s broad hips and pulled them to me. I began a fierce siege of her wet puss, my hips thrusting in quick succession. I knew it after only a few seconds. This could not last; Dana’s gyrations and pussy muscles wringing my cock meant that my ride would be all too short. My grunts became guttural, and I took one last glance over my shoulder, only to see Teri already bucking into her own climax, eyes closed tightly. I looked back to Dana’s fine ass in front of me, my glistening cock working as a piston, in and out. I felt the urge immediately, and I looked to the ceiling in a vain attempt to avoid the inevitable. I found my mouth uncontrollably agape, my hips flexing into her, and the feeling of my semen ready to jettison from my over-sensitized cock.
My fingers gripped into Dana’s abundant hips, and I heard myself growl when my cum spurted from me. Each stream caused another jerking motion from my hips, delivering the sweet load into my wife’s older sister. Dana just moaned below, allowing me to finish spilling my load, with me coming to rest still inside her. As Dana stayed in place, I could feel my spent prick softening inside her.
Dana fell forward, my clock slipping from her. She rolled onto her back and called to Teri. “It’s your turn, T. Get over here and clean me up.”
Teri got up quickly, still breathless from her own orgasm. Her sister was now on her back, knees up high, and my cum was already pooling at the lower part of her piss flaps. Teri approached Dana, with me lying beside her, playing with Dana’s massive boobs. My wife went face first into her sister without hesitation, and began licking up my deposit. Soon, she moved higher and expertly applied oral skills to Dana’s clit. In seconds, Dana was moaning, her face contorting while my wife tended to her needs. I twisted and pulled on Dana’s rubbery nipples, adding to her pleasure. Dana grasped Teri’s head, her fingers combing through the abundant curls, forcing her clit on Teri’s tongue. Dana began humping into Teri’s mouth, bringing on an amazing orgasm.
All in all, this was an awesome evening, and we hadn’t even had dinner yet. I was so looking forward to some quiet time with Teri to discuss these latest developments in our sex life. We all rested in bed for a few minutes before Dana announced, in a calm voice, “Pete, you’re sleeping in the guest room tonight.” I looked to Teri, who tried to hide her pleasure at Dana’s comment.
Then, Dana drove a spike through my heart. “You’ve had your fun. Now, go find something for supper. Teri and I will be down when we are done.” Dana kissed my wife on her mouth, sharing my semen with her as their tongues tangled. “Oh, and Johnny’s coming over after dinner, so this could be quite the night for you.”
Dana pulled Teri into her again, and they began kissing as though I weren’t there. I got up and made my way to the kitchen to prepare some pasta. Once I set the water to boil, I had enough time to go up and quickly shower. I cleaned up and, stopping on the stairs midway, I could only hear quiet talking from our bedroom. I was about to tell them that supper would soon be ready, but thought better of it. I waited until the girls came down before I put the pasta in to cook. I began cleaning up the kitchen and dishes, and soon I heard the shower turn on. Ten minutes later, the girls walked into the kitchen and took their seats while I served them.
The three of us sat down and ate, the girls began talking as though it was just another routine day at home. I can’t say that I felt the same way, because knowing Dana, this was not likely to be a routine evening at all.