On Becoming A Cuckold

By Heather ©

Chapter 5

Disclaimer:

If you don’t like graphic sexual stories, if you are under 18, or if you live in a state where reading this is illegal, then don’t read this and leave. If it is illegal in your state to possess this literature then I suggest you leave as well. This is a work of fiction to display fantasy.

Note: Thanks to the very good friend for telling me the modern meaning of a cuckold. You know who you are! And thanks for all the re-writes too.

Please forgive me for using my own name in this story - I think it may be a Freudian slip.

I woke up early the next morning and ran through everything from the night before. Rick was still sound asleep so I got up and went to the kitchen. For some reason I started fixing him a whole breakfast to serve him in bed. I’d never done that before, and I wasn’t sure why I was doing it now, but I finally put it up to my training. It was ready just as his alarm would be going off, so I carried it to the bed, and waited for the alarm. I saw I had two minutes to wait, so I knelt down beside the bed as I held his plate of food and drink.

When the alarm went off, he hit the button and I said ‘good morning’. He opened his eyes and stared at me. I could see him trying to make sense of my presence.

“What are you doing?”

“I got up early and decided to make you breakfast… Master.”

He started laughing at me and I felt like crying. I thought I was doing what he wanted of me, to be his servant. Now I just felt like a fool. And after last night, that wasn’t an easy thing to do.

Rick sat up when he saw tears forming in my eyes and began comforting me. I asked him what he was laughing at and sat his food down. He put his arms around me and said, “My sweet little girl. I want to cuckold you, not make you into my slave. Well, maybe, but only when it comes to sex. But this was such a sweet surprise. I never would have expected this after what we put you through last night.”

It was nice to hear him put it that way, especially about being sorry for what they had done to me. But I was getting so confused as to what he wanted and expected of me. I guess since he was feeling sorry for me, this was the best time to get answers. I started with the thing that had most intrigued me, but wasn’t allowed to ask about last night. I couldn’t bring myself to tell him that it was what was keeping me awake half the night.

“Will you tell me about Ted now?”

He thought for a moment and asked what I wanted to know.

“How many times have you made him suck on your cock?”

“Twice, but he’s caught my cum like last night four times. Did it surprise you?”

“It sure did. I got to admit, it was really wild and erotic seeing you make him do that. He really doesn’t want to do it though, does he?”

“He loves his wife and that’s what she’s wants him to do to prove his love for her. The first time he refused, she started packing her bags and he nearly begged to suck me off. After the second time, we stopped letting him suck on me until I was ready to get off. It seemed more… humiliating to us that way. What do you think?”

“I can’t imagine anything more humiliating for a guy to have to do. Is that what you have in mind for me?”

He grabbed my chin in one hand and stroke my cheek with his thumb. “I have several things in mind for you. Are you scared?”

“A little.”

“Do you want me to stop your training?”

I hated myself so much for not having any will power. I couldn’t bring myself to answer, so I shook my head slowly.

“That hurt my arms and wrists a lot last night though. Is that going to happen a lot?”

“No, that was more to break you in and show you what was possible. There are other things you still have to find out about. You curious to know what they are?”

I shook my head no. I could wait to find out, just in case they were worse than last night. I guess he was pleased with my answers, because he started feeding me his breakfast as he ate some of it. Despite everything that had happened to me last night, including getting fucked by Ted, I still was intrigued most by what I had seen Ted put through. I needed to hear more about that.

“So what exactly are you trying to teach Ted by making him catch and swallow your semen?”

“The only training is getting him to do it on command. I don’t think Kelly ever wants him to stop doing that to him. It turns her on to make him do it, and like you said, it’s about the most embarrassing thing she can make him do for her. He’s getting better at it, don’t you think? Besides, Kelly loves watching me forcing it into his mouth like that.”

“He didn’t seem in love with it last night. Does it turn you on to make him do that for you? It seemed like you were on a real power trip feeding him your stuff.”

“That’s the whole idea.”

“Are we going to be getting trained together a lot?”

“I don’t know. We were thinking we could play you off each other some. You know, give one of you the choice of doing something or forcing it on the other.”

“Like…?”

“Seeing who might prefer getting fucked by a stranger.”

“You don’t mean… you’d make him let a guy fuck him, you know… in the ass?”

“It’s coming, but don’t let him know that.”

“If that’s what you have planned for him, what kind of stuff would you do to me? No, wait! I don’t want to know that.”

Rick smirked at that and told me to follow him. I sat next to him as he went online and went to the cuckold site I had found. He immediately went to the letters from active cuckolds and showed me the letter I had written just the night before. I made believe I was new to the site and it allowed me the chance to read a couple more letters from other cuckolds. I was really starting to get pissed off at myself over how I was referring to myself as a cuckold already. Rick spent quite a while pointing out differences and similarities between myself and other cuckold’s.

After we had rummaged through the site for almost an hour, Rick must have seen just how horny I was getting. Just about that time we happened into the cuckold toy section and Rick saw my worst horror of contraptions. It was sort of the female version of a male cup. The differences were that it was held sturdily over the clit and locked into place. I tried to make believe that the thought of not getting to my own clit wouldn’t be bothersome to me, but Rick knew much better. He pointed out to me that as my Master that it was his duty to know not only my strengths, but my weaknesses so that he could exploit them. My greatest weakness that he had discovered so far was my insatiable need to have my clit frigged to get off. Many women can get off without the clitoral stimulation, but I would just get to the point of utter hysteria and insane frustration.

My lovely boyfriend then went on to my control points. A control point was what he would use to control my behavior, my thoughts, and even my desires. It was also the way he could humiliate me with my own help in some cases. Humiliation served two major functions in the life of a good cuckold. It gave the Master great sexual satisfaction and was the main training method to get a cuckold to prove their acceptance of their fate. He’d already proved several times that I would beg to be tormented and even humiliated just to get stimulation applied to my clit at the right time.

Rick pointed out to me that Ted’s greatest control point was forcing him to swallow cum. It was so degrading to him that after doing it, he had no quarrels with watching his wife fuck other men, taunting him with future prospects, or even getting him to tell her how much he loved her. The one thing I was becoming aware of was that cuckolds were almost always threatened initially with the same thing; if they didn’t comply to their training, their lover would leave them instantly. Essentially, we were slaves to our own love for the very person that wanted to control us, the ones called Master. That begged the question from me why he and Kelly wanted to be known as our Masters.

“Easy! What better term to instill the knowledge of who’s pulling the strings? I know it’s used more often for dom and subs, but you must see the similarities here.”

He had one last thing he wanted me to read, about a musing one of the Master’s had written on the site. He was pointing out that as a Master trained his cuckold, they had to remember to give them something back as a reward for being loyal that showed the Master‘s love for them. He suggested that a life of normalcy was the perfect reward. Essentially, if a Master would allow his cuckold to act as a normal mate at all times while in public and at family gatherings, he would be assured a very appreciative cuckold to stand forever by his side. Rick wanted to know what I thought about that philosophy.

I thought for a moment and told him that as long as my friends and family never found out about my situation, it would take the sting out of him having another lover and the things I was forced to do to prove my obedience to my new lifestyle. He seemed very pleased with my answer and shocked me with his response. I never would have believed that he would give me so much back after the last several days.

“Then I’ll make you a promise. Be a good little cuckold and you can have your normal life when not at home; except for two people. One family member, and one friend will find out about some stuff down the road. You can tell them about my lover and how much you like her and all, but it will be your responsibility to train them into accepting your fate as much as you have. Deal?”

I really didn’t have much to say in the matter. Even as I pondered what two people would find out about my humiliation, I nodded my head in agreement. It was the start of the weekend and Rick was treating me even better than the rut we had been trudging through only a week or two ago. I was starting to wonder if becoming his cuckold held more than just the promise that he wouldn’t leave me. Perhaps it’s just the shot in the arm we needed to make our relationship work better. It was hard surrendering my free will to anybody, but between the fantastic fuckings I was getting after each training session and the pleasant day-to-day interactions, I wasn’t about to rock the boat.

Rick had been treating me so wonderfully all day and even took me shopping at the mall. I was allowed to pick out any clothes I wanted, so to thank him I even picked a couple of very revealing things I knew he and Kelly would like me in. When we got home I gave him a quick peek of how all the special items looked and headed for the shower. I hadn’t planned on taking a shower till closer to night time in case I had another session coming. But trying on such revealing things put me in a very lusty kind of mood. That meant I needed to pay a little special attention to myself and relieve the tensions that were building.

Unfortunately I was in for a very embarrassing moment. Half way through fingering myself the shower door opened and Rick plainly saw what I was doing. He had never caught me outright like this before and I don’t care who you are, it’s embarrassing. He seemed very calm and not at all lewd, so I wondered just what I was in for.

“That’s so cute. You have a choice; I can stay and watch you as you finish, or you can tell me what you were thinking about.”

Damn! He knew I had to finish and I was still for some reason too modest to invite him to watch me finish, so I told him the truth. “I was thinking about how poor Ted had to do that for you last night.”

“What do you mean poor Ted? He was having fun, he just can’t admit it yet. So, you really liked watching that last night, huh?” He paused and I could see he was planning something. “Okay, while you finish fucking yourself, think about what you would have him do to please you if you had the ability to take my place.”

Rick shut the door and left me alone. I was a little shocked at his request and wondered what would come of that, but that was something to think about later. Right now I was going to get back to what I was doing and… include his request in my fantasizing. I never knew just how powerfully erotic watching one man sucking off another could be until last night, and add to that that Ted was being coerced to do it, I felt like I was peeing at the same time I was having my orgasm. It suddenly occurred to me why every guy fantasizes about two women getting together, and fully understood the attraction of it.

When I met up with Rick on the couch, he had fixed me a quick sandwich/chips and drink for a late lunch. I thought that was really nice, but when I went to grab the sandwich, he pulled it away. Totally confused by the contradiction, he pulled me onto the couch next to him so he could feed me my lunch piece by piece. That was an absolute first for him and I felt like the most important thing in his life. Even when Kelly came to mind, I still knew I was the one he really loved. She was just a fantastic fuck, a girlfriend.

“So, what did you come up with?”

“What do you mean?”

“About Ted. When Kelly brings him by tonight, what are you going to make him do?”

“What do you mean, I can’t make him do something I know he hates.”

“If you don’t take advantage of being the better cuckold, it’ll pass to him and you’ll be doing as he wants.”

Now I got it. I was getting a reward for taking to my training faster then he had been. But I still couldn’t make the poor guy do the things I had just been frigging myself over. As well though, I wasn’t going to give him any opportunity to take control over my well being. I asked Rick what he would expect of me if I did go through with his request and he smiled. He knew I wasn’t going to pass the control onto Ted.

“Well, we’ll get him over here tonight and you can just tell him what you want him to do. But obviously, it has to involve some training for him. And if you don’t take real control of instructing him on what to do, he’ll get a shot at you. Understand?”

“If I’m not doing well enough, will you at least give me a warning? I really don’t want him telling me what to do.”

“I love my girl. Of course I’ll give you a warning. But if you want to prove just how much you love me and like being my cuckold, then I really shouldn’t have to tell you anything. What do you have in mind for him?”

“I guess the poor guy’s going to have to give you a blowjob. And I feel so guilty for saying this, but I really want to watch him have to swallow your semen like last night.”

“Is that all? Doesn’t sound like you’re putting much effort into your thoughts. Don’t want to invite a couple extra guys over, hang him from the ceiling, fuck his ass with a dildo…? His ass is still virgin you know.”

I was getting scared over what he was expecting me to do to torment him, and when he talked about raping his ass, I really felt sorry for the guy. But I wasn’t about to lose the upper hand I was given because I knew he wouldn’t. I asked Rick how long I had to think about it, what if any constraints I might have, and if he had any requests. I was essentially on my own and went off to be by myself for a while as I thought about what would please Rick and Kelly, and try to keep Ted’s humiliation to a minimum. Sadly for Ted though, my own lusts were coming into play the more I thought about it. This might be the only chance I have for some time to get something I want, and I was coming to the realization that Rick’s controlling behavior could easily become contagious. The only thing that seemed to make it easier was when I thought about what Ted would do to me if he were in my place.

The whole night started out on a very bad note because of how nice Kelly and Rick started out treating us. They were priming us for full compliance. Even at the restaurant that they took us to, Rick waited to see where I would sit down. He use to always wait for me to sit first which I secretly admired greatly about him, but tonight he purposely sat first. I could just sense that he was testing me to see where I would choose to sit. It was really hard, but I offered to let Kelly sit next to him.

Rick asked me, “Where do you want to sit?”

“Next to you, but I thought…”

He patted the seat next to him and I gladly slid in next to him in the booth. I was glad to see that he had really meant that out in public we would act normal. It was however, anything but normal. Rick was going way out of his way to treat me like a queen, and I felt closer to him then ever. Even when we first hooked up it wasn’t this good. First he started the day by sharing the breakfast I had made for him with me, then he took me shopping (something he use to hate), and now a night out with another couple. But poor Ted was still getting a bit of a cold shoulder. I could see Kelly didn’t think he was coming along as well as I was on this cuckold thing. I really wished I could talk to Ted privately to let him know how much better the rest of our relationship had become when I allowed myself to be “trained”.

Rick was so romantic and asked me what I wanted, then ordered it for me. On the other hand, Kelly ordered for Ted and he didn’t seem so happy about it. It looked like to me that the only way I could help Ted was by dropping subtle hints and maybe taking advantage of the night and help Rick and Kelly to advance his training. I felt lucky being a girl, because there wasn’t the power of emasculation to hold over me. I knew how detrimental the power of emasculating a man held because I had sadly used it in the past as all girls do. First we set men up in society by telling them what it means to be a man and how they were worthless if they didn’t stand up to that level, then we women would use that very training to demean them. I was so glad that there wasn’t such a thing as emasculation of a woman, mostly because men don’t say those nasty words, “act like a woman”. Girls can do or act about anyway we want and get away with it and it’s simply considered the norm.

A good example would be the gay thing. For two guys to just touch each other will instantly get taunts from us women of being queer, yet we could kiss in public and guys would simply acknowledge it as an okay thing to do. It was clear to me why Ted was having so much trouble conforming to his new life style. I had to wonder, if Kelly wasn’t treating him really well like Rick was to me, why did he even want to stay with her enough to allow her to cuckold him? That made up my mind about tonight; I was going to put him through hell, but I was going to be right next to him trying to make sure he got the same rewards I was getting.

I was the first to breach the separation of public and private behavior, but with very whispered tones. I told Kelly how hot she looked tonight and how I knew that was driving Rick wild. I then proceeded to tell her a couple of other things that I knew he liked. For instance, I knew he hated too much perfume and asked her if she knew he preferred fruited scents much better. I got a pleasant smile from her on that one. I kept looking toward Ted hoping he would do the same for Rick, but he was still too torn up about having to share his wife.

After a couple more tries to show Rick and Kelly that I was willing to share my guy, I got the shock of my life. Out of the blue Rick talked about something I was beginning to think I would never hear him even hint at.

“I’ve been thinking lately, that things between Heather and myself have become so great that we might just have to tie the knot.”

I was stunned and could only stare at him. Kelly seemed delighted when she told him that I would make a perfect wife for him. Then I got a light tap under the table by her foot and asked in a low voice, “Don’t mind if I share him with you, do you?”

It was clear that that was the selling point, but I was just so blown away that after everything that had gone on lately that he would even mention marriage, that I quickly accepted the terms. “I don’t know? You’d have to treat him really nice… and you’d have to make sure I thought you were good enough for him.”

There was no doubt that the two of them liked hearing that, but Ted’s heart fell out of his chest and all I could do was wink at him to try to get him to understand where I was coming from. I decided to try to tell Ted just why I was complying with all of their wishes so easily by asking Rick a question.

“Why have you become so attentive to my feelings lately? Is it because I’ve learned to play so well?”

Rick caught on to what I was doing and stared at Ted waiting for a response from him. Unfortunately he seemed numbed by his public emasculation. Watching Rick looking over at him had a very bad side effect on me. I could feel his dominance over the poor man, and that gave me the biggest craving to see Ted babying my sweetheart’s cock in his mouth again. Just thinking about Rick shooting his cum into the man’s mouth made me get instantly wet. Poor Ted had no idea what I was about to put him through.

By the time we left the restaurant I knew I could use a fresh pair of panties. When we got to the house I pulled Kelly to the side and asked her if Ted knew what I had to do to him. She smiled and told me he didn’t have a clue.

“But you’re going to have fun with him, right? He’s so far behind you that’s it’s pissing me off.”

I tried to explain to her why I figured it was so much harder for him to conform and she really seemed to listen to me. She even thanked me for my insight on the matter. She asked me if I had any ideas on what might make him come along faster and I told her that I was hoping I could help him out tonight. I think what really got her interested in seeing what I had in mind was when I talked about training him more from my perspective. To drive the point home, I went way out of my realm and kissed her on the cheek.

“Enjoy your boyfriend tonight and leave Ted to me. Hopefully I can reach him.”

Even as I walked away I could feel her eyes boring a hole into the back of my head. I had voluntarily kissed her and offered up Rick for her enjoyment; she had to be pleased with that.

That’s when Rick and Kelly gave Ted the bad news. Kelly started on him.

“Well, last night you got to play around and fuck Rick’s wife, I mean cuckold, so tonight she’s going to get her way with you. Remember, I told you she wouldn’t go easy on you if the tables were turned.”

Ted asked what she meant in more detail. Knowing what I was going to do to him I couldn’t even look him in the eye. I knew most of what I had planned was for my benefit and to quench my warped sense of sexual urgency, but I was truly going to try to get him to understand the true benefits that awaited him. I hadn’t done a lot with Kelly yet, but I had seen her pleasant side through her fucking around with Rick and knew that if he accepted his training, he would love whatever she rewarded him with. I was hoping he wouldn’t die of his embarrassment first.

“So, where should we play tonight, the bedroom or the playroom?” Kelly asked.

When she looked at me I decided the playroom was better fitted for what I had in mind. When I told her I preferred the basement, she smiled so wickedly. We started to head toward the hall and I saw Ted hanging back. Kelly starting to seethe and I grabbed his arm to escort him, and along the way I whispered for him not to worry. Kelly slapped my ass through my skirt really hard and I instantly knew I had pissed her off by babying her cuckold. I knew I had to get into a dominating mood and tried to remember how Ted had acted towards me the night before.

It was apparent that Rick and Kelly were waiting for me to start things, but I didn’t want to just immerse Ted into the middle of things, so I took the brunt off him. I went over to Kelly and gave her a passionate kiss right on the lips, which turned into involving a lot of tongue. I began unbuttoning her blouse and peeled it off her shoulders and could see she was very receptive to me. I had decided to play tit for tat and thus took off my own top. I unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor, and then did the same to mine. I had no idea what the guys were thinking because I kept studying Kelly’s face for any signs I could pick up from her.

It was about the queerest feeling I had in my life when I reached around behind her to unfasten her bra, and pulled it off her breasts. Her nipples were really hard over my seductiveness, and her areolas were goose bumped in desire as well. I licked the underside of each tit a little as I hooked my thumbs into her panties and began tugging them over her hips. I fell to my knees to pull them off her feet and was eye level with her pussy. When I saw the look in her eyes, I nibbled on her pubic hair and playfully tugged at it. Her scent was impossible to describe. I was just as repulsed at having my face in another girl’s cunt as I was drawn to it. While I stood to take off my own bra and panties, I looked over at the boys and saw Rick’s face. I knew I had to involve Ted quickly to keep from losing my upper hand.

I guided Kelly onto her back on the bed and kept looking back at Rick to assure him something better was coming Ted’s way. The first part of my idea was simple; I was going to do everything to Kelly that I expected of him. The second part I couldn’t do to her, so that’s where I was going to abandon her and get in his face. I slowly parted Kelly’s legs and bent them off to the side, then went down to lick at her outer lips a little. I sat back up and told Ted, “That’s my future husband standing there doing nothing. Take his clothes off and then your own.”

I went back to licking between Kelly’s lips and considering I was in very new territory, it wasn’t nearly as bad lapping at a pussy as I thought it would be. My mind fleetingly thought about how much different it was for a man to be between another man’s legs, but again I was as turned on by the thought as I was sorry over what I was about to do. And the sad thing was, I had only done it successfully once myself, but was about to put Ted in the position of having to do it on his first try, like it or not. I knew the biology of what I wanted to happen and knew if I coordinated everything just right that it would work. The only way I could feel good about it was to think that I was going to show Ted that there were worse things that could happen to him, so he should get over his hang-up about sucking Rick’s cock.

Again I paused from licking at Kelly and told Ted to get Rick excited for me. I told him to lick at his balls some and to bite at the shaft of his cock. I watched long enough to see Rick coaxing him into position on his knees and for Ted to begin licking his balls. Then I went back to work on driving up Kelly’s temperature. I reached as low as my tongue would go and lapped my way slowly up and over her clit, and then repeated it several times. While I made myself get use to pleasing another girl, I rubbed the palms of my hands over the underside of her legs and buttocks. She felt so soft to my touch and very nicely built. I could plainly see she was so happy to finally get me right down to eating her pussy, but she wasn’t going to be happy for long with it. I had something better for her to watch.

I figured that Rick was ready for the mission I had planned for him, so I crawled up over Kelly until I licked my way over her boobs and along her nape until I was kissing the side of her neck. I whispered to her that I would really need her help to train Ted for a new task. Her eyes lit up with excitement, too much excitement. I tried my best to control her urge to punish him as much as she could.

“He’s really going to hate me for doing this, and it’s really going to be hard for him… so, please be nice and encourage him. Please, I feel so bad, but it’ll make sucking cock seem so much easier for him later on.”

“He’s my bitch, why should I go easy on his training?”

“Please be nice… try to understand what he’s going through. If you be nice I’ll do everything I can to help train him as your cuckold.”

“Okay, but I’m going to hold you to that.”

“Just remember, it’ll be a lot easier for him to do if you encourage him to do it, instead of berating him. And I’ll even make sure Rick does something special for you, okay?”

“Okay!”

I sat up on the bed and made Kelly scoot to the other side. “Ted, lay down here, face up, and with your head towards the bottom of the bed.”

Not sure of what he was in for, he did it, but very slowly. The key to making this work as painless as possible was the height of the bed. It was very high compared to our regular bed and that worked in Ted’s favor. The one time I had done what I was about to show him, I was on a kitchen table, and half drunk. I made him scoot down until his head was hanging off the bed. I motioned for Rick to come over to his head and he understood I wanted him to have Ted start blowing him again. He was getting slapped in his eyes and forehead by Rick’s balls as he humped away at his face. I had Kelly hold Ted by his arm and shoulder so he couldn’t sit up or move away. I held my side in the same fashion and leaned over to be close to Ted’s face.

“Rick, fuck his face really slow and steady.” My own cunt was becoming a sopping wet mess knowing what I was doing to this poor guy, but it would get him over so much, I was sure of it. “Ted, keep your head back as far as possible and relax you mouth. Just let Rick do all the work, okay?” I heard him murmur an “okay” and I watched as Rick got him to calm down. As I looked at all three of them, I could see that none of them expected what I was about to do. I repositioned my hands and body to help hold Ted in place and reached my arm around Rick’s ass. Every time he would push into Ted’s mouth, I would pull on Rick’s ass just a little bit harder. I could see Rick had caught on. Kelly caught on when I told Rick to hold himself in a little longer each time and keep pressure on the back of Ted’s throat when he did. Ted started gagging from that so I worked on calming him down to endure the jabs.

Ted didn’t catch on to what he was in for until it actually happened. He thought I was just making Rick fuck him really slow, but right after I told Ted several times to relax his throat, I went for it. When Rick was all the way in, “Now push Rick. Keep pushing until it pops in.” Ted’s eyes grew wide in disbelief as he understood he was about to be impaled. He struggled against Rick successfully twice, but the third time Rick successfully coaxed the head of his cock into Ted’s throat. His fear of getting ripped open made him hold still when he realized Rick had his cock right in his throat and he held it there until I told him to let Ted breathe.

Ted started whining and begging to be let up, but I all but ordered Rick to continue. Watching Rick force his cock into his throat over and over had me in massive heat. I got Rick so he would get his cock into Ted and then take several short humps to enjoy his tightness before allowing him a breath. I moved my hands around so I could finger myself with one hand and held my other hand over Ted’s throat so I could actually feel Rick’s cock forcing it’s way right into place. I rested my head against Ted’s and told him how well he was doing and just how hot it was watching him getting deep throated. Kelly was doing virtually the same thing on the other side of him. I was so surprised that she was indeed encouraging him to fulfill his mission instead of just poking fun at him. By the time Rick was close to cumming, I could see Ted was coming to grips with what the three of us were doing to him. Rick was bottoming out on his face and mashing his pubic hair into Ted’s lips on every thrust.

I was clearly becoming a very sick person, because instead of just letting nature take it’s course, I made sure Ted was aware as to what was going to happen, just to watch his face get all tormented and twisted in mental pain.

“Rick’s getting ready to feed you his cum. Do you like sperm? It doesn’t matter because you have no choice. When you feel him cumming, just try to swallow the best you can, okay.”

Ted began to fight us. I wasn’t sure if it was the nastiness of getting so totally fucked or if he feared choking to death, but it was very clear he didn’t want Rick feeding him like this. I looked over and saw Kelly was frigging herself like a wild woman and could barely keep her own eyes open enough to see Ted’s horrified face. Then she finally yelled out to Rick.

“Fuck the bitch Rick, fuck the shit out of him.”

Since Ted was well aware he wasn’t allowed to do anything without receiving major punishment, I let go of him and sat back on my knees to watch. I left my hand on his throat and continued frigging myself, and kept telling him how good he was doing. And then I went into such a massive orgasm when I felt Rick in as deep as he had been, spurting his cum into Ted’s throat. I was watching my love feeding another man in the nastiest of all ways. Ted was squirming a lot, but even though he might have been able to jerk away, he held still enough for Rick to relieve himself fully before withdrawing. I was exhausted as I watched Rick pulling the full length of his cock from his mouth. It never seemed so long before. Ted immediately began gasping for air and choking to get his airway clear of sperm.

When I looked at Kelly she was hunched over on one elbow and was cumming to a stunning finish herself. She was locked onto Ted’s face, totally as fascinated as I had been to watch her own husband being fed sperm in such a perverse fashion. She was gleeful over the way he had held still for Rick at the end and pointed out to him that he had leapt ahead in his training by leaps and bounds. She made him thank me for coming up with the idea, but I could tell he was anything but happy with me.

Kelly asked me how I came up with the idea, but when I lied and said it had just come to me, it was transparent to her. She finally got me to admit to having it down to me years earlier when I was fifteen. I told her that if I could do it at fifteen, that I figured a grown man could get through it with our help. She made me tell her the whole story about getting really wasted and how the guy started doing a sixty-nine with me right on the kitchen table as his friend looked on. After a couple of minutes he sort of stood up and went to town on me since I couldn’t really fight back. I made sure she knew how disgusting I thought swallowing for a guy was and that only a couple of guys had ever got me to do it for them.

Rick was in total shock because I would hardly ever give him head and never finished him that way. He never complained though because he loved the way I’d let him fuck me hard and aggressively. Once I even mentioned how I wondered what getting raped would feel like, and he showed me. A few nights after I had told him, he waited until I was asleep and bruised my arms and legs all to hell showing me what it felt like. I didn’t even know it was him until just before he got off.

It didn’t occur to me until after everything went quiet that I had just given Kelly a method for tormenting me. I tried desperately to find a way to get it out of her mind, but I had the greatest fear that I would be the next one being held down on the bed to get my throat impaled.

For the moment, Kelly wanted to continue experimenting with me, and pulled me over on top of her on the bed. She told me that I had come a long way myself in the way I had begun to eat her pussy earlier. I never thought I would actually live out the often played fantasy of making love to another girl, but it appeared that she wanted to try it all now. And it was the perfect time I guess since we were still horny as hell after what we had just down to her husband. The last thing I saw of the guys before I started to head down her body and back to her cunt was them easing back onto the couch to watch us.

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