Trophy Wife Mounted and Stuffed

[twerpedbyjulie]

Mr. Cuckold

What's going on?

So nice of you to ask.

I'm a cuckold, and I should never forget that. I'm old, and have a small penis which does not satisfy my Mistress.

I wear my chastity device all the time except during and immediately after showering. Wearing latex gloves Mistress applies liberal amounts of lotion to my insignificant boy penis, and continues until my marbles start to tighten up at which point I wait until the swelling has gone down, and then put my little boy penis back where it belongs.

I don't deserve to touch any portion of her flawless naked body as we lay next to each other in bed while Mistress pleasures herself with her Magic Wand calling out the names of different lovers when she cums.

Mistress has introduced me to a new and special feature of water sports. I latch onto her pussy and swallow her pee. The better the job I do the less number of welts show up after ward on my bare ass. She collects additional urine so that I can have a glass over ice with the dinners I prepare.

One very special evening I was naked except for my CB6000S with my leash attached. I followed Mistress everywhere she went, and I ate my dinner and drank her pee out of plastic bowls on the floor. She used me as a coffee table for a large portion of the evening.

When we have gone to public places together I wear no panties, and I am required to stand up and use a urinal like a man should. I unzip my pants, and use both hands to pee so often as not my slacks drop to my ankles if I'm not careful. I have not had the pleasure of being humiliated yet as no one has walked in while I'm in this position. Mistress has told me not to worry it will happen.

The high point however was undoubtedly a trip to a lounge Mistress selected. Two of her lady friends were there although I'd never met them before. When she introduced I didn't say anything because Mistress had told me I was not allowed to speak without her permission.

"You may speak."

The women were to one extent or another aware of our relationship status. "I didn't really believe you Mel. OMG."

They talked as if I wasn't there with the exception of answering a few questions directed at me.

"The girls would like to know if you'd rather have your tiny penis sucked or if you prefer sucking large cocks? You'd better tell the truth to or I'll punish you right here."

"I'd rather suck a real man's cock."

Laughter mixed with disbelief.

The best part was when Mistress ordered me to unzip my slacks, and open them up so the ladies could see that I wore no panties, and that my little boy penis was caged. It was just so great to show them how powerful Mistress is with her cuckold/slave boy, and only made better when she displayed that the key.

On a less exciting note Mistress told me that "Candi" and herself shared identical sexual histories except for the total number of men who had enjoyed her body. Mistress has a much higher number. That is to be expected with such a perfect body and face. It just takes a large number of large cocks to keep her happy, and I want her to be happy. Acting on my ex-wife's suggestion I mentioned to Mistress that if she ever wanted to invite my younger brother to spend a weekend with us I would be very happy to see him. Mistress said she would consider my proposal.

This is I believe Rusty's last Sunday of fucking Mistress. They do still have his birthday date coming up shortly.

Mistress let me answer the door this time dressed in tight pink boxer type briefs which clearly showed the out line of my chastity device. As is always the case he was very polite in greeting me.

"Hi, Mr. Cuckold."

Mistress has promised me that I will get to clean her pussy after Rusty has left her house.

As I have said before but not often enough I am the luckiest guy in the world.

 

[twerpedbyjulie]

Cream Pie

Mistress found me in my office where I was watching cuckold porn. I can only watch bi-sexual, gay, or cuckold theme porn sites.

Mistress told me that I would be the driver when she and Rusty go on their date.

Mistress placed a blindfold on me before leading me by my worm blocker into the Mistress bedroom. Mistress got herself positioned on her bed before ordering me to clean her pussy.

I think Rusty was in the bedroom watching his boss clean his cum from her pussy which made it so much more exciting.

I told Mistress that it was the most delicious sperm I'd ever tasted. Mistress said no one licks pussy better than a cuckold faggot with no penis. I think she said that to remind me of what Bob said after he over powered me and left me naked at the party.

Mistress also says she has special plans for Halloween. I hope it's as good as last year when I was humiliated in front of Greg before she ended up fucking him.

Mistress didn't want me touching her last night even if it was when we were asleep so she said I could either sleep on the floor next to her bed or in the spare bedroom. I chose to sleep on the floor which pleased her so much that she didn't use me instead of the toilet.

She also told me that I was a good husband, not perfect but getting there.

I also think that a part of her behavior is because I didn't make love with the gay man she went out of her way to please me. It was pretty thoughtless.

 

[twerpedbyjulie]

Drinks No Dinner

When Mistress got home last night she sat down to eat while I stood fully dressed from work. I can't sit down until she lets me. She told me I wouldn't be eating. She had me go get six beers, and told me that when she was finished eating I needed to be done drinking the beer or there would continue to be no sex for me for at least another week.

Mistress was nice enough to eat slowly but getting six beers down nearly made me throw up. She had some ice cream and I finished shortly before she did. I felt bloated. Mistress had me stand next to her, and started pressing in on my tummy slowly but firmly. Soon I needed another kind of release, and I asked permission to go the bathroom.

Mistress said sure, but I needed to use the one in the Mistress bedroom. When we got there she told me to stand in the walk in shower. Then she added that I couldn't take my tiny penis out but otherwise I could go whenever I felt the urge.

I held it, and held it while Mistress sat on the toilet, and relieved herself before running tap water which she left on, and finally I couldn't hold it any longer. I peed myself. I soaked the worm cage, my panties, which she had insisted I wear that morning, my slacks, socks, and shoes.

"You're a mess. Take all your clothes off. Take them out on the deck to dry. You can come back in when they are."

I knew better than to argue. I don't know how much longer I can go without relief of some sort. All I think about is sex or the lack of. It was about 55 degrees outside on the deck. It took almost two hours for everything to dry to Mistress's satisfaction. Before that happened I had to pee again. Mistress brought out a bucket, and told me we'd empty it after I came back inside. My penis looked like a large clit. My marbles had all but disappeared. I was exhausted.

"You need a nice warm shower don't you honey?"

I told her yes I really did and she followed me into the shower having slipped off her robe leaving her naked. Just above her bald pussy she had written, "Never Again." She poured the pee from the bucket over my head before having me lie down and then I received a warm urine shower directly from her pussy.

I finally did get a real shower which made me feel a lot better but I was also hungry. Mistress let me have a container of yogurt. Mistress told me to lube up my asshole before giving me a baby doll nighty and tiny panties to wear to bed.

She rode my face which meant that the whole time I was looking at what she'd written just above her pussy. After she climaxed she retrieved her phone and took a picture of me which was the worse thing that had happened all evening. We don't take pictures. Then very dominantly she started to kiss me, and play with my body. When she slipped a finger in my ass she said I must be really turned on because my cunt was all wet.

"I'll bet you'll like it if I played with your "B" spot wouldn't you?

"Yes, oh yes...please Mistress play with my pussy."

She did, and my freed clit got hard. Mistress pinched my nipples and made fun of my small breasts.

"Aaaaahhhhhhhh...." I was as close to the pinnacle as you get without going over.

"Well good night honey, don't forget put your clit to bed."

Mistress rolled over and with her back towards me fell asleep as I waited until I could fit myself back into the cage.

 

[Howwee]

Lost Your Balls and Your Dick

Geez dude I like it better when you're getting laid once in awhile. She is owning your ass totally.

YOU brought up her fucking your little brother??!! Before I forget have you talked to your ex since she took your ass around the world? Fuck another question. Where do you stand with your mother in law?

Guess you should be glad you've only got two brothers. Right?

You got a son and daughter right?

How long before they find out?

Oh yeah how old is your son and is he married? Are you going to offer him up too?

That get you off twerp? Son fucking his step mom?

Hang in there buddy.

Pictures are gone. Why?

 

[twerpedbyjulie]

Little John etc.

I mentioned Little John in passing once before but no details other than to say
that he probably comes as close as we've come to a real bull.
Calling him Little is not a tag hung on him meant to be sarcastic. He stands
about five foot four, around eighty years old, with a bit of a belly. Retired I
believe at sixty-five from a power company, but went back on a limited basis as a
consultant. Winters in AZ for a few months every year. Wife died a long time ago
and he never remarried but keeps company with young women more interested in the
contents of his wallet than his pants. Also deaf in one ear so when more than one
person is talking he has a hard time picking up the conversation. Most people,
girls in particular, consider him to be this harmless little teddy bear which was
how I felt about him as well.

When Mistress got home she sat down to eat while I stood waiting. She finally
told me I wouldn't be eating, but would be getting my protein later. I needed to
get prepared for the evening. Shower, shave, brush, douche, and wear the black
satin jock strap. I really, really wanted to ask what was on tap for the evening
but that would have resulted in a spanking at the very least.

Mistress came into the bedroom while I was shaving and got out the ping pong
paddle.

"If I'm not downstairs when the door bell rings answer the door, welcome him, and
give the paddle to our guest. Perform as he orders until I join you."

A guy. A guy I was going to give a tool to so he could spank me. There wasn't
any doubt about whether or not Mistress would be ready before he arrived.
I was frightened about who I'd find on the other side of the door when the bell
rang, and I had every right to be as there stood Little John with a big ass smile
on his face when he saw how I was dressed and what I was holding.

"Hello John."

"Give me the paddle you stupid homo, and face the corner."

I did as ordered standing in the corner next to the door.

"Put your hands behind your head and lock your fingers together queer boy."
I towered over him physically but he was a man, a bull, and I was just a weak tall
cuckold. The first blow was swift and hard taking my breath away, and was
immediately followed by nine more blasts leaving my ass red. I wasn't crying but
I was making little noises that pleased him.

"Turn around but keep your hands behind your head."

After I was facing him he ordered me to kneel in front of him. John looked me
over and said, "That's a pretty good look for you faggot."

John dropped his pants and boxers to the floor, and said, "Move over here and open
your mouth slut." I moved until his flaccid cock was at my lips. "Ready fag,
time to choke on this old man's dick you pathetic jock."

He guided his cock into my open mouth where I readily accepted it, and immediately
got down to business. Not thinking I went to drop my arms but he ordered to me to
use my mouth only. He didn't move a muscle so the work was all left to me, and my
mouth.

"I knew I could bust your balls the first time I saw you with that hot piece of
ass Ronnie boy. She might as well of had you on a leash. You're doing a great
job just like a good cocksucker should."

He was semi-hard when he pulled his cock out of my mouth and cock slapped me
before rubbing it all over my face, and then stuck it back into my bitch mouth.

"You like my fat cock in your mouth don't you Ronnie?"

I nodded, and made a noise affirming that I did like his cock in my mouth.

"What's that? Couldn't make it out?"

I pulled back and said, "Yes I like having your fat cock in my mouth."

"Who fucking gave you permission to quit sucking, and you best be calling me
Master little dick."

I nodded but kept sucking, and licking his cock before he directed me to suck his
balls. I really needed to use at least one hand in order to show him just how
good I was but that didn't seem to be an option so I did the best I could and
after switching back to his cock I finally got him hard.

John was getting into it now and was pumping his hips back and forth. Soon he
told me to drop my hands and put his own on the back of my head and force fed me
his dick hitting the back of my throat and gagged me before pulling back again.

"Little cock sucking bitch...good...gonna fuck your wife Ronnie boy...play with
those fucking jugs...dump a load in her pussy...not a fucking thing...you can do
about it...is there fag-boy?"

Yeah, he was going to fuck my Mistress, he'd done it before. Forty some years
older than my wife and he did a much better job of satisfying her than I could.
From sixteen to eighty. They all did a better job than me. I moaned I was so
turned on by the humiliation and truth of what he was saying.

"Where you want this first load queer? Your mouth, your gay fucking cunt, or
should I save it for your wife's pussy?"

That really got me, and I would have been erect if I hadn't been caged. I'd been
disgusted the first time I watched his old wrinkled body on top of Mistress
slamming his cock into her sweet young pussy moaning about how fucking good he
was, and how was it possible for him to be so much older than her cuckold, but
still a much better fuck. I had performed oral sex on him the first time and when
erect he had ordered me to kiss it before having me hold it and guide it into his
bitches pussy.

"My wife's pussy."

"Master you dumb loser, and the wrong answer."

John went after it with renewed vigor and started a grunting noise signaling his
rapidly approaching orgasm. Once again I gagged but kept breathing through my
nose until he erupted with every spasm sending his cum to my belly. I had to
prove myself, and make sure he was pleased with me.

"Fucking cunt...bitch...*****...shit..."

I heard clapping mixed with delighted laughter as Mistress had quietly put herself
in a position to enjoy the festivities.

"Oh John it is so good to see you again it's been too long."

"You're pretty as ever, and I miss you a whole lot more than your cuckold here
although he does have his redeeming qualities."

As he said that he was smearing his gooey cock around my face never looking at me
until he ordered me to lick it good and make it clean because it was going to be
in Mistress's pussy later.

"Your mother know what you use that mouth for boy?"

That pissed me off.

"My mom is dead."

"You just don't learn do you faggot."

John grabbed the paddle, and realizing my mistake I yelled, "Master, Master, my
mother is dead. I'm sorry Master."

"Too late." John let me have another six swats and called me a retard.

"Cuckold go get some moist ones and finish cleaning John's cock."

"Yes Mistress."

Mistress was dressed up, and wearing make up as if to go out. That was indeed
what they planned leaving me at home alone. She told me about how long they'd be
gone before producing a butt plug which she ordered me to lube and insert in my
ass.

"You like taking it up the cunt don't you piss ant? You like sucking your betters
which is damn near every man alive. Next time I fuck your cunt I want you wearing
a skirt or something femine and lacy. Lipstick. Red just like my woman here.
Hear that boy? My woman. She's married to you but she's my woman, my slut, my
*****. Unless you're going to try and stop me. That's what a man would do he'd
kick my ass for saying that shit about his wife. You could kick my ass easy.
Just one rule you'd have to be naked because rolling around with another man would
get your little dickie hard wouldn't it? Well hit me big man...take your best
shot queer bait hit me."

I just stood there and did nothing because I probably would get hard wrestling a
man naked. John handed me the paddle.

"Spank yourself Ronnie. I can't believe any male could sink so low, and be a big
enough wuss to spank their own ass in front of their wife knowing she was gonna
get laid by an old little man like me."

We locked eyes for a minute but it wasn't just between he and I, Mistress would
hand down a severe punishment, and it went without saying that I'd be getting no
pussy for a long time. I bowed my head and spanked my ass back to bright red.

"You could sell tickets." John remarked.

"But only to other cuckolds," Mistress replied.

"I want my bed turned down, mints on the pillows, a dozen or so candles lite, and
rose petals from the door to my bedroom and on the bed. Do not...do not take your
lover out of your ass, and no panties. Do clean your face up before you go out or
people might think you suck cock."

John gave her a big hug which looked ridiculous given that with heels on Mistress
stood several inches taller. They swapped spit while John gave her breasts a work
out and Mistress moaned more for my benefit than his I'm sure. She told him that
if he didn't quit they'd end up fucking on the floor.

Fucker couldn't have gotten hard again that soon even with drugs, he did disengage
but kept his hand on Mistress's ass all the way to his car before opening the door
on his giant SUV. My thought was the bigger the car the smaller the penis, but he
had an inch or so on me, and it looked bigger given his stature.

They kissed before he helped Mistress into her seat, and got a good look at
whatever she was or wasn't wearing under her short skirt. He glanced back at the
door to make sure I was watching and then flipped me the bird.

 

[twerpedbyjulie]

Little John etc.

I can't finish this right now because I've got to ready for wherever it is that
we're doing for Halloween. Bars sometimes push Halloween to Fridays because more
adults are available.

I did get a call from Mistress's cell but it wasn't her. One of the women that
saw me with my pants down so they could look at my worm blocker. She proceeded to
tell me that Mistress was having a great time. That she had been dancing with a
number of men after Little John danced with her, and pulled her skirt up high
enough to ****** her mini panties.

"I thought she was going to get fucked on the dance floor."

She was supposed to make sure that everything was prepared for Mistress's return.
I told her yes and did she have any idea how long it would be before that
happened.

"No idea. Do you want to know where your wife is right now?"

"Yeah."

"She's in John's SUV giving a guy a blow job while John watches to make sure that
she doesn't fuck him. Does that make your little peter hard? Oh that's right
you're all caged up aren't you?"

"Yeah."

"Melissa can never get enough cock can she suck boy?"

"Evidently not."

"I've got to go but if she heads back out there again I'll be sure to call you."

Then she hung up.

I'd dropped enough money on fucking roses to have taken Mistress to any restaurant
in town. How do you figure out how many you need unless you've done it before,
and there has to be a better way to pick all the goddamn petals off. I wanted the
butt plug out, and I could have gotten away with it, but Mistress had ordered me
not to do that. I wanted Mistress home with me, not giving blow jobs in a bar
parking lot with some guy she probably hadn't met before. I wanted to fucking get
off most of all. How the fuck do guys go months and even years with no sex?
Did Mistress make the guy wear a condom? She must have. Little fucking John
acting like my wife's pimp.

Half hour or so later my cell rang again this time the display showed John's name.

"Yeah."

"You little fucking sissy don't you dare talk to me like that or I'll have your
wife pulling a train in the parking lot so let's start over fuck nuts."

"Yes Master how may I help you?" I held my anguish in check.

"My slut deserved some fun after swallowing all that sperm so I let the guy eat
her out until she got off. Kid did a good job so I let him keep her panties, and
now she's back out on the dance floor. Wanna guess what she's showing?"

"Her bare ass Master?"

"See you're not totally fucking stupid. How's that cunt of yours feeling?"

"Full Master."

"A queer like you...I doubt it. Before I forget she's showing her bald pussy off
every once in awhile too. She is one fine piece of fuck meat cuck boy. We're
gonna be awhile longer so maybe you should take a nap."

He hung up and left me staring at my phone. Less than ten minutes later I got a
text message from someone I didn't recognize but suspected it was one of Melissa's
girlfriends when I read the message.

"Going down on no. 2."

Twenty some minutes passed before the next update from the same cell.

"Bra gone."

Then: "Going to ladies room."

My cell rang again same number but when I answered I got no reply just heard
voices. Mistress and her girlfriend. I made out portions.

"...another one?" Girlfriend.

"Shit Debbie I'm not.........another one."

"Not gonna hurt you and it will.......another...it."

"Okay I'm so fucking hot what......really need is cock in my pussy."

"I can see your nipples."

"............sweat and.........lipstick mess.....slut......"

"Just tie a knot and bare your stomach....let me help you."

Followed by unidentifiable human noises before I heard Debbie ask Mistress if she
was sure.

"Not that I don't want to but......tired and probably should get out
of.......worries about me."

"Next time?"

"Okay next time, let's.........."

Then the call ended.

That was it until Mistress actually called and said she and her stud lover would
be home in about a half hour so I'd better have everything prepared as instructed
or there would be severe consequences.

I did ask Mistress if she had a good time and she said, "You have no idea."

Before Mistress arrived home I got a final text from Debbie. "XTC = 3"

All I could figure was that three meant Mistress had blown another guy. Since
then I've learned differently what XTC stands for, and I was shocked.

Needed to get this up even though its not finished because I've still got to cover
Halloween, and Saturday.

Spoiler alert.
I have still not gotten off and it's Sunday where I live. I have been brought to
the edge at least once every day, but left with blue balls which seems to be a
nearly permanent condition.

Mistress on the other hand was fucked Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. Never with
the same partner. Saturday was date night for Rusty's birthday, and I was the
driver. The high light came as I drove while he fucked my Mistress in the back
seat. "I wish I could have your baby." Probably the hottest comment of the long
evening.

 

[twerpedbyjulie]

Geez dude I like it better when you're getting laid once in awhile. She is owning your ass totally.

YOU brought up her fucking your little brother??!! Before I forget have you talked to your ex since she took your ass around the world? Fuck another question. Where do you stand with your mother in law?

Guess you should be glad you've only got two brothers. Right?

You got a son and daughter right?

How long before they find out?

Oh yeah how old is your son and is he married? Are you going to offer him up too?

That get you off twerp? Son fucking his step mom?

Hang in there buddy.

Pictures are gone. Why?

Not ignoring you just haven't had the time. Won't be answering all of your questions by the way.

 

[twerpedbyjulie]

Sunday Night

Mistress said she wanted some alone time so she went to her bedroom while I watched some football in the rec room.
She walked in at about nine o'clock. She wore a navy one button blazer, brighter blue dress shirt, the black micro-mini skirt, stilettoes, and pantyhose. I knew they were pantyhose because if they'd have been the thigh highs I would have been able to see the lacy tops each time she took a step.

The blazer was buttoned, but the shirt was either totally unbuttoned or just had one or two hidden by the blazer. The inside's of her breasts were ******* and showed a bit of her aureole's. She had on the black wig with red lipstick. Hanging between her globes was the key needed to free me.

"Someone's going to get lucky tonight." As she put an extra sway in her walk towards me.

Finally. She spread her legs and sat on my lap facing me. She stopped me from touching her as she licked my face, neck and ears mixed with sloppy kisses. She rubbed her breasts against my sweat shirt ******** them. She ground her bottom against my caged penis.

"Please Mistress...please...I need you so bad it hurts...please please take it off."

"Are you begging?"

"Yes yes yes I'm begging you Mistress...please I'll die if I don't cum."

Mistress grabbed the key and brought it to my lips.

"Suck it...kiss it...worship the key..."

I did exactly as she ordered and she pulled it out of my mouth before pulling my sweater off and then Mistress kissed and licked my chest paying special attention to my nipples.

"....oh...please...God...please...unlock me..."

Mistress had started to unzip my jeans when the door bell rang. Fuck them regardless of who it might have been.

"I'll be right back." Was her response however.

The door opened and I knew it was over. "Oh Shawn you made it."

"Man do you look fuckable baby."

Mistress brought him into the rec room. Early thirties, thick head of dark hair standing about six feet tall, with a dark complexion.

"This is my cuckold husband Ronnie. Ronnie say hello to Shawn."

Oh God no. "Hello Shawn."

"Little guy how you doing?"

"He's just fine I was just giving him a kiss good-by when you rang the door bell. Let me finish that and we'll go."

Mistress had me stand up before she pressed her body into mine grinding our pelvic areas together. She turned us so I was facing Shawn and Mistress was behind me. I felt her hand go to my zipper, and moaned. She was going to put me on display. He was going to see that I was wearing a chastity device and just how pathetic and bald I was between my legs.

With my zipper down the jeans were loose but wouldn't drop any lower unless I moved.

"I'm not going to do it baby boy. That would be too easy. We both know you want to show off, but you'll be the one to take the big step that will sssoooo humiliate you. You want to feel your jeans slide over your tight little ass because that just thrills you...if you're really bad maybe, just maybe you'll get some pussy when I get back. What's it going to be no penis...little slut."

Mistress left me and went to stand in front of Shawn. Mistress took his hands and placed them on her bare breasts. He shook them at me in a taunting manner. I moved my hips around, and back and forth as I felt them slowly start to ****** me. When they dropped I shivered from the excitement of my degradation and servitude. I couldn't stop myself there I kicked my jeans off, and lifted each leg to remove my socks. Now I was naked. I dropped my arms to my sides and dropped my head. I just couldn't look, but I knew my Mistress was proud of me.

"What do you think of my husband?"

"I think he must have a ton of fucking money. That's is some seriously fucked up shit Melissa."

"I believe we're coming up on three weeks since his baby dick squirted. That includes, turn around cuck-muffin so Shawn can see your bare bottom, jacking off. I might start calling him Baby Blue because that's the color of his little hard balls."

My teeth were chattering, and if ever I was going to cum without touching myself or getting hard this would be it I thought.

"Can we go funny as this is I didn't come here to watch some fag strip."

"Sure, I'm just going to leave him something important."

Mistress slipped the necklace off and walked up to me putting it around my neck before telling me, "To go nuts."

I was happy. Thrilled. I'd just let a guy who was going to fuck my wife see me in a most humiliating fashion and I didn't even think about that when Mistress gave me the necklace. They walked out of the room together, and I was pulling the necklace from around my neck when Mistress came back into the room telling me she'd changed her mind and didn't want to ruin me for later.

"Please no Mistress. I promise it won't ruin anything...just please let me play with myself...please."

"I'm sure you'd give it your best shot honey, but we both know that you can't get the job done when you're at your best so I just can't afford to take the chance. Just think about what Shawn's going to do to your wife's pussy with his big hard thick cock. Love ya."

Mistress got dropped off a little before two o'clock in the morning and told me she was simply too tired and fucked out so I'd have to wait until tomorrow. She told me she needed her sleep and couldn't risk me disturbing her so I'd need to sleep in the guest bedroom. As she told me this she was stripping and I could see a hickey on each breast.

When I got to the guest bedroom and closed the door I started to quietly weep. I fell asleep totally exhausted, and praying that Monday night Mistress wouldn't have another reason why we couldn't have sex. I vowed to thaw the block of ice where the spare key to my chastity device was encased if we didn't because how could it get any worse. Knowing deep down that if that moment arrived I probably wouldn't have the balls to follow through.

As it turned out this Shawn guy was one of those who Mistress gave a blow job to when she was out with Little John.

 

[twerpedbyjulie]

Best I Can Do

Geez dude I like it better when you're getting laid once in awhile. She is owning your ass totally.

YOU brought up her fucking your little brother??!! Before I forget have you talked to your ex since she took your ass around the world? Fuck another question. Where do you stand with your mother in law?

Guess you should be glad you've only got two brothers. Right?

You got a son and daughter right?

How long before they find out?

Oh yeah how old is your son and is he married? Are you going to offer him up too?

That get you off twerp? Son fucking his step mom?

Hang in there buddy.

Pictures are gone. Why?

Glad you liked it better that way imagine how I feel.

My ex-wife sent me a letter with her return address on it. If I hadn't picked up the mail....other wise no.

Mistress owns everything and that's for the best.

Yes I brought up my younger brother because if it would turn Mistress on I'd be the one responsible, and my ex-wife has had them both so why shouldn't my Mistress?

I have a daughter who is married, and that's all I'll ever say about her.

I have a son in his mid-twenties who is very successful, and he dates frequently but no one serious. He lifts to this day, and he's really buff. Shaves his chest don't know about the rest. He inherited his mom's side of the family cock wise.
He met Mistress once before we got married, and they got along well. He attended our small wedding ceremony and was my best man. He also dropped by over the holidays with a female buddy who was freaking gorgeous. We heard them both nights having sex. Mistress mentioned on the second night that it might be fun to swap partners, but after having my son's cock his girlfriend would probably refuse the offer when she saw my midget.
Mistress would have sex with my son. I have no doubt about that, but it's a line I don't want to cross and Mistress understands.

I pulled the pictures because I just started to feel like with every other thing I've mentioned on this site there was enough "********" and I DO NOT need someone recognizing her regardless of the odds. I may post a few boob or pussy shots.

 

[Custer Laststand]

Ron,

Due to today's (4 Nov. 2013) action by the U.S. Senate, in the not-too-distant future you may be able to inform your brother that henceforth he'll be legally required to refrain from making discriminatory remarks about you — and otherwise treating you in demeaning ways — because of your sexuality. That is, if you feel so-inclined.

See:

http://www.nytimes.com/2013/11/05/u...as-appears-set-to-clear-senate-hurdle.html?hp

As you know, no doubt, there are a few remaining steps. A vote of approval by the full Senate will be necessary (coming soon, it looks like), followed by a majority vote of approval by the full U.S. House of Representatives (always iffy, at best, particularly since the Speaker can individually obstruct it, if he chooses, as we were reminded of during the recent "partial shutdown" of the federal government).

Then, of course, Obama must sign it, which he undoubtedly will if it's passed by both Houses of Congress.

—Custer

 

[Custer Laststand]

Mistress owns everything, and that's for the best.

Very good. If your home, car(s), and financial accounts are all in your Mistress's name only, and if your Mistress gives you a small weekly allowance for your daily expenses — preferably, only after she has fucked you anally with her strapon, at which point she could tuck your allowance under your collar — that's almost certainly the best way for her to maintain her status as your owner, and your status as her submissive cuckold.

 

[twerpedbyjulie]

Equal Rights

Ron,

Due to today's (4 Nov. 2013) action by the U.S. Senate, in the not-too-distant future you may be able to inform your brother that henceforth he'll be legally required to refrain from making discriminatory remarks about you — and otherwise treating you in demeaning ways — because of your sexuality. That is, if you feel so-inclined.

See:

http://www.nytimes.com/2013/11/05/u...as-appears-set-to-clear-senate-hurdle.html?hp

As you know, no doubt, there are a few remaining steps. A vote of approval by the full Senate will be necessary (coming soon, it looks like), followed by a majority vote of approval by the full U.S. House of Representatives (always iffy, at best, particularly since the Speaker can individually obstruct it, if he chooses, as we were reminded of during the recent "partial shutdown" of the federal government).

Then, of course, Obama must sign it, which he undoubtedly will if it's passed by both Houses of Congress.

—Custer

Wasn't aware of the bill. What really struck me was the transgender inclusion and reading further I came across the following which you're obviously already aware.

"In 1996, the Senate came within one vote of passing one. Eleven years later, the House approved legislation protecting gays, lesbians and bisexual people — but only after stripping out the transgender provision. It went nowhere in the Senate."

I have a cousin whose child is transgender, and it's a daily trial. He does benefit from living in San Francisco as opposed to say Texas. Can't quit picking on those folks, and it's not really fair, but it makes me feel better.

Found myself reading the Federalist Papers not so long ago. Struck once again by their on going relevance. Also watched "Mississippi Burning" again. Gene Hackman's quip: What has four eyes and still can't see?"

 

[twerpedbyjulie]

Money

Very good. If your home, car(s), and financial accounts are all in your Mistress's name only, and if your Mistress gives you a small weekly allowance for your daily expenses — preferably, only after she has fucked you anally with her strapon, at which point she could tuck your allowance under your collar — that's almost certainly the best way for her to maintain her status as your owner, and your status as her submissive cuckold.

I don't even think about it any more. It just seems natural. I'd gladly give her my allowance in exchange for a good fucking if Mistress would give me a reach around while screwing me. I don't expect her to let me put my penis in her pussy. Mistress can put it anywhere she likes. For me it would be fun if I did a strip tease, and she tucked the cash into my panties. If some of her friends wanted to watch that would be even better.

 

[twerpedbyjulie]

Monday Night or Five in a Row

Mistress Melissa got home before me last night. She had purchased take out, and told me I could sit at the table to eat.

She wore just a short robe. While I was eating she placed a few quilts on the dining room table, followed by some candles and oil. Mistress told me she was just worn out and needed a good long massage.

Mistress told me to take a shower, and after we'd begin the massage. I was told not to put any clothes on and loved the order.

Mistress took the key from around her neck and unlocked my penis from it's confinement for the first time in...weeks I guess. I wasn't going to get my hopes up too high though, and that was a good idea.

Mistress had purchased some adult diapers and she had me put a pair on before stuffing an ice pack in the diapers. Finally she handed me a pair of surgical gloves so I wouldn't actually be touching her beautiful body. She slipped her robe off and I noticed the hickeys on her breasts had begun to fade. Mistress laid on her tummy and told me to get busy.

I wanted to do a really good job, and as more and more oil covered her it was a good thing I had ice around my penis.
When I worked my way up to her thighs she slowly spread her legs to give me better access. Mistress had been moaning occasionally to let me know I was doing a good job.

"We're going to dinner with Mark and Mary on Saturday."

Those aren't their real names, and going forward I won't be using anyone's real names. When there is a large gap difference in age as there is in our relationship finding a couple we both enjoy going out with can be a bit of a chore.
Mark is 49, and Mary is 45. They are empty-nesters with their youngest in college. They are an attractive couple, and fun to share time with.

"That sounds great. You talked to Mary?"

"Actually I ran into Mark and we both decided it had been awhile so we made plans."

As Mistress said this she spread her legs even further apart and I now had a clear view of her pussy.

"How was he doing?"

"If you take a closer look I think you can tell how he's doing."

Mark had fucked my wife. The evidence of their mating was obvious. I knew Mark found Mistress attractive but there wasn't anything unusual about that. There had never been any indication past their being friendly however.

"How did it happen?"

"Well he put his cock in my pussy and fucked me."

"I didn't mean that I...."

"I know what you meant, and be careful of about your tone."

"Yes Mistress I'm sorry."

"I called him from work and asked him if he could meet me here in time to fuck me before Mary got home."

"Oh."

"It wasn't the first time Ronnie. He's banged your wife seven times before he fucked me today, and he'll probably play with my pussy on Saturday. He always does. Mary is a good wife but not so much when it comes to fucking. Which should make you and Mary a perfect match, but that's never going to happen. Goes without saying that he's way better in bed than you are which is one of the reasons I keep looking. Sooner or later I've got to find someone with a smaller cock, and a worse fuck than my husband. Or maybe you're just the lousiest fuck in the world."

"I hope you find him Mistress." Pretty stupid but what reply wouldn't be I guess.

"Do you want to suck his cum out of my pussy now or when I'm on my back. Y'know what we'd better wait until you're done with the massage."

That's what we did, and I felt really great when Mistress came on my face. After resting for a moment Mistress grabbed my hand and pulled me towards her bedroom telling me she needed a hard cock. She spread herself on her bed and said, "Fuck me baby."

I pulled my diaper off and of course my penis and balls were gone. My pubic area totally white from the cold. I had not taken a pill either. I asked her if I could take the gloves off, but she refused my request and told me to hurry up and fuck her or she'd conclude that I didn't find her desirable enough to fuck. Or maybe I was getting it somewhere else.

I assured her that I desperately wanted to have sex with her and there never would be anyone else.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes Mistress...yes..I just want you."

"Prove it then."

Not surprisingly it was a disaster. I couldn't get anything going.

"For someone who has literally begged for a fuck you're not acting like it blue balls. Would it help if I told you that Mark loved hearing that you'd be sucking his cum out of my pussy? Make sure the old man gets it all or words to that effect. That's not what got him off though. Want to know what really made him dump his load Ronnie?"

"Yes...yes Mistress."

"I told him that he should probably wear a rubber because I wasn't on birth control. That I was ripe for impregnation and making you a true cuckold required you raising another man's bastard baby."

Mark knows I've been clipped. All I could do was groan, and abuse my penis in an attempt to get hard enough to enter my Mistress's cunt.

Mistress yawned, and told me to go get my worm blocker.

I begged again. I begged for a little more time. I begged for her to let me take a pill and give me another chance later. I begged, and pleaded with Mistress, but the time had passed.

While she was locking my penis back in it's home she dropped another bomb.

"I threw away your pills. If you truly love me, and thought I was a MILF...a hot wife, you wouldn't need any pills."

Mistress let me sleep in her bed, and slept naked making physical contact with me over and over again until she finally fell asleep. She's now had sex with five different men in five nights. If she makes it six tonight I just hope she stays home.

 

[twerpedbyjulie]

Late Night

Mark called me yesterday to make sure we had no misunderstanding about, "Me fucking your wife."

If I thought he was going to apologize he dissuaded me of any such nonsense.

We spoke for around twenty minutes and he made me realize I was the problem not Mark and certainly not Mistress.

Briefly,

"Hey buddy just wanted to make sure there's no misunderstanding about me fucking Melissa."

"There's no misunderstanding Mark you pretended to be a friend, and instead you put a knife in my back."

He laughed. "No, no, I put a real cock in your wife's pussy needle dick, and she begged for it you cocksucker. She made it clear from the get go that you just couldn't satisfy her. You're old Ron, and ya got a tiny dick that you can't get hard, and you're a submissive little fucking twerp. You're a cuckold Ron and cuckold's love being degraded and humiliated, and the more you do it, the more you need it. You know your wife deserves so much more than you have to offer and you'll do anything to make up for your inadequacies, and I do mean anything."

He knew way too much about me. I not only couldn't argue with him I ended up loving the verbal assault on my lack of any thing resembling a penis, and overall status as a cuckold. I agreed with him that now that I knew he was fucking my over-sexed wife there was no reason for him to find a place to satisfy my wife so he'd be doing her on our martial bed.

"Melissa did pay you two compliments cuck-boy. She says you are a great cream-pie eater, and guys love your cocksucking skills. Did you enjoy eating my spunk little dick?"

=====================================

Mistress said she had a meeting to attend and would be late. Late was after ten, but she said nothing about having sex with anyone, and I wasn't allowed to lick her pussy.

Mistress admitted that she was partly to blame for my sexual frustrations. It wasn't right that she walk around the house in little or nothing because it caused me anguish. From now on she would always be clothed around the house and would start wearing pajamas to bed. If she had to be nude I would first put on a blindfold. Mistress also decided that another way to keep thoughts of sex from entering my mind would be for me to put a diaper on as soon as she got home and place the ice pack inside. It would also be nice for me because she would take my baby penis blocker off while I wore the diaper.

I've thought about it, and it does make sense. Out of sight out of mind number.

 

[catswvcuckold]

Hi, have read most of this thread and find it very erotic. I would love to know the rest of the what happened with your brother and sister in law. Last I read she had left you sleeping while joining your brother and your wife. I can honestly say that reading about that made my little dick as hard as it has ever been.

 

[twerpedbyjulie]

Mike and Claire Say Good-by

Hi, have read most of this thread and find it very erotic. I would love to know the rest of the what happened with your brother and sister in law. Last I read she had left you sleeping while joining your brother and your wife. I can honestly say that reading about that made my little dick as hard as it has ever been.

As is often the case new stuff happened and I never finished the account of their visit. This first section I wrote some time ago and then forgot about it, followed briefly by the rest of the morning. They want us to visit them over the holidays. I'm certainly game but Mistress hasn't committed. It just now hit me that when I told Mistress it was okay to have sex with my younger brother that he lives less than thirty miles from Mike and Claire.

I awakened around five and discovered Claire was no longer in bed with me, but the residual of her perfume was still present, and it smelled very good. I wanted to just fall back asleep, but I thought just maybe she had gotten up, and made coffee. Just hanging out was what I hoped for because I wanted just one more go round with her before they left.

I wrapped a towel around my waist because the only clothing available was Mel’s pantyhose, and I wasn’t in the mood. Search proved fruitless, and their car was still in our driveway. That left the master bedroom. I pulled the same number my wife had the night before, and put my ear to the door. Not a sound that I could detect. Debated all of three seconds before very carefully turning the door knob.

Locked. Shit-bird. The three of them were in their together although I had no idea what time Claire had left me for another bed.

I considered making coffee, and just waiting until someone else got up, but thought screw it and fell asleep again shortly thereafter.

When I woke up the second time I experienced two feelings. One was pure pleasure as my dick was rock hard in someone’s mouth. The second was horror because a “thing” was directly above my face and closing in on me in a hurry. It turned out to be Claire’s pussy, but I’ve got to tell you for a couple of seconds I was a bit freaked. Don’t poke fun unless you’ve had the same experience. Remembering that when I fell back to sleep I was alone in the bed.

There was no “used” odor emitting from her pussy which I figured either meant Mike hadn’t fucked her or she’d showered again afterward. We performed oral sex for a short time before Claire said, “Take me like a dog.”

Fucking A yeah. Different with a woman with tiny breasts, but watching that ass while I pumped her pussy was a fair trade. That’s when the clouds parted, and the sun came shining through metaphorically speaking. Claire was a delightfully inventive, and kinky lover, but the phrase, “Fuck me like a dog,” not even Claire had gone there.

We continued to screw, and as her breathing turned into panting I started to play with her clit.

“Like it Claire? Like being fucked just like a dog in heat you horny little slut?”

“Yeah…yeah….yeah…yeah…fuck me like a dog…fuck your bitch.”

“Like what? What are you going to do to make it up to me bitch?” This was fun.

“Tell me what you want, and I’ll do it…as long as I don’t get busted.”

Just to refresh our memories that was what she said the previous evening, but I couldn’t come up with any ideas because she seemed to have already done it all. And so it came to pass that I intimated the same conversation we’d had the night before, and Claire gave the same answer.

“You’re a complete fucking cunt who just never gets enough aren’t you sister in law?”

Yada, yada from Claire.

“Bitch you’ve seen those dog toys that have a slit in them so you can pack it full of peanut butter, and the dog just won’t quit until it’s shiny and clean?”

Now for the first time we had a little hesitation before she replied. “You want me to clean one out just like a dog? You want to see your sister in law crawling like a dog licking, and sucking while you fuck your dog bitch?”

Oh sweet Jesus, I couldn’t see her face, and trust me I truly wanted to when I next spoke. I settled for grabbing her hair with one hand, and pulling her head back.

“No you stupid bitch. You’re the dog toy, it’s your slit that’s packed with peanut butter, and that dog that’s licking you clean has fur and a long rough tongue.”

“Ron, ah fuck!” I pounded her as hard as I possibly could, and the resulting scream as Claire came would have reached every room in the house/condo. So dear sweet Claire got off on the fantasy, but hadn’t figured the rest out yet.

Did I mention I came?

Claire had collapsed on the carpet, and I onto her as we both tried to catch our breath.

“So you’ll do it then?”

“What? Do what?”

“Get a dog and let it lick your peanut butter pussy.”

Okay I’ll not do the whole conversation number, but it turns out there are some things sexual that Claire hasn’t done, and wasn’t inclined to add to her resume. She did mention that it was against the law at which point I laughed out loud. I listed a few numbers she’d already done that were illegal in most states and a few others that weren’t allowed in some of the ass backwards parts of the country.

=======================================================================

We heard a door close indicating people were awake in the Mistress bedroom. I made to get up but Claire stopped me.

"Your wife is making breakfast today. She'll let us know when it's ready."

Couldn't remember the last time Mistress had made breakfast. Later there was a knock on the door with Mistress telling us breakfast was ready. Got to the kitchen where Mistress was in her smallest robe, and high heels. Mike was already seated, and acted a little pissy. Found out from Claire he'd been less than thrilled to hear his wife having such a good time with the cuckold.

"Go get the newspaper slut." Mike to Mistress.

Mistress turned in the wrong direction to get something more appropriate for the public and warmer.

"No, no, you're dressed just fine. Get the paper...and Melissa...you can't use your hands to pick up the paper or bring it back to the door and you can't use your hands for anything else either."

Mistress's mouth was open but no words came out. Claire joined in telling her that it would be easier for Mistress than herself because Mistress could bend over and squeeze it between her jugs. No buttons or zipper on the robe just the belt to hold it together. Don't remember but must have been around thirty degrees outside.

"Move it my breakfast is getting cold."

As Mistress moved to the front door we all got up to watch. It was surreal at least for me. There was my powerful Mistress on the driveway in the morning's bright light barely covered. Mistress dropped to her knees but didn't use her melons but grabbed the paper between her teeth. She was facing the street. Her bare ass was fully ******* to us. She moved slowly getting up trying to keep her breasts inside the robe. It didn't work. When she turned toward us both of her full white melons were ******* past the nipple. My brother popped the door opened and yelled at her.

"Don't you dare get that paper wet. Drop it right now."

Deer in the head lights number as Mistress bent her head down and using her arms to hold her breasts together managed to secure the paper between them. Now they were totally ******* and with the cold her nipples were at full attention. I had an erection and glancing at Mike saw he was in more or less in the same condition. A car drove by and the heads within did double takes at the nearly naked woman in the driveway.

"Jesus look at your wife's boobs Ron. That is so hot."

Mistress reached the door which no one opened for her and she had to attempt opening it twice before succeeding without dropping the paper. Mistress was breathing hard, and knowing the signs...turned on as well. Mike told her to take he paper to the kitchen table. As she passed in front of us we got another treat. One side of her robe had not dropped back down and her right cheek was partially *******.

Mike grabbed her arm forgetting about breakfast and the paper taking her back to the bedroom. He left the door open so we could hear him first spanking her for screwing up his breakfast followed by degrading her while he fucked my wife.

Mistress made it clear that she had no problem with either. Mike was in a much better mood when he reappeared.

About an hour later Claire gave us both a hug and kiss before heading out the door. Mike told me thanks for a great time should do it again soon, but ignored Mistress. The car horn honked just after he got in and he signaled towards Mistress and I so I opened the door. "I forgot to say good-by to your wife."

It was clear he wasn't coming back in so Mistress still wearing the robe walked to the car and soon after Mike had her head and shoulders through the car window. I couldn't see her ass but knew once again all or part of it was *******.
I could see that he was kissing my wife while ******** her breasts to play with one more time before leaving.

He told her not to cover up, and waited as Mistress walked towards the front door once again with her breasts displayed for public viewing. Once inside he honked good-by and they were gone.

The submissive side disappeared as soon as she shut the door ordering me to drop and clean "his" filth from her pussy.

Hope this helps.

 

[twerpedbyjulie]

Mike and Claire

Hi, have read most of this thread and find it very erotic. I would love to know the rest of the what happened with your brother and sister in law. Last I read she had left you sleeping while joining your brother and your wife. I can honestly say that reading about that made my little dick as hard as it has ever been.

Don't know what happened to my last post. It shows that I posted, but it doesn't show up on the thread so I'll try again.

First part of this I wrote a long time ago, but never finished it, and with everything going on it lost out to more current events. The rest is pretty close.

I awakened around five and discovered Claire was no longer in bed with me, but the residual of her perfume was still present, and it smelled very good. I wanted to just fall back asleep, but I thought just maybe she had gotten up, and made coffee. Just hanging out was what I hoped for because I wanted just one more go round with her before they left.

I wrapped a towel around my waist because the only clothing available was Mel’s pantyhose, and I wasn’t in the mood. Search proved fruitless, and their car was still in our driveway. That left the master bedroom. I pulled the same number my wife had the night before, and put my ear to the door. Not a sound that I could detect. Debated all of three seconds before very carefully turning the door knob. Locked. Shit-bird. The three of them were in their together although I had no idea what time Claire had left me for another bed.

I considered making coffee, and just waiting until someone else got up, but thought screw it and fell asleep again shortly thereafter.

When I woke up the second time I experienced two feelings. One was pure pleasure as my dick was rock hard in someone’s mouth. The second was horror because a “thing” was directly above my face and closing in on me in a hurry. It turned out to be Claire’s pussy, but I’ve got to tell you for a couple of seconds I was a bit freaked. Don’t poke fun unless you’ve had the same experience. Remembering that when I fell back to sleep I was alone in the bed.
There was no “used” odor emitting from her pussy which I figured either meant Mike hadn’t fucked her or she’d showered again afterward. We performed oral sex for a short time before Claire said, “Take me like a dog.”

Fucking A yeah. Different with a woman with tiny breasts, but watching that ass while I pumped her pussy was a fair trade. That’s when the clouds parted, and the sun came shining through metaphorically speaking. Claire was a delightfully inventive, and kinky lover, but the phrase, “Fuck me like a dog,” not even Claire had gone there.

We continued to screw, and as her breathing turned into panting I started to play with her clit.

“Like it Claire? Like being fucked just like a dog in heat you horny little slut?”

“Yeah…yeah….yeah…yeah…fuck me like a dog…fuck your bitch.”

“Like what? What are you going to do to make it up to me bitch?” This was fun.

“Tell me what you want, and I’ll do it…as long as I don’t get busted.”

Just to refresh our memories that was what she said the previous evening, but I couldn’t come up with any ideas because she seemed to have already done it all. And so it came to pass that I intimated the same conversation we’d had the night before, and Claire gave the same answer.

“You’re a complete fucking cunt who just never gets enough aren’t you sister in law?”

Yada, yada from Claire.

“Bitch you’ve seen those dog toys that have a slit in them so you can pack it full of peanut butter, and the dog just won’t quit until it’s shiny and clean?”

Now for the first time we had a little hesitation before she replied. “You want me to clean one out just like a dog? You want to see your sister in law crawling like a dog licking, and sucking while you fuck your dog bitch?”

Oh sweet Jesus, I couldn’t see her face, and trust me I truly wanted to when I next spoke. I settled for grabbing her hair with one hand, and pulling her head back.

“No you stupid bitch. You’re the dog toy, it’s your slit that’s packed with peanut butter, and that dog that’s licking you clean has fur and a long rough tongue.”

“Ron, ah fuck!” I pounded her as hard as I possibly could, and the resulting scream as Claire came would have reached every room in the house/condo. So dear sweet Claire got off on the fantasy, but hadn’t figured the rest out yet.
Did I mention I came?

Claire had collapsed on the carpet, and I onto her as we both tried to catch our breath.

“So you’ll do it then?”

“What? Do what?”

“Get a dog and let it lick your peanut butter pussy.”

Okay I’ll not do the whole conversation number, but it turns out there are some things sexual that Claire hasn’t done, and wasn’t inclined to add to her resume. She did mention that it was against the law at which point I laughed out loud. I listed a few numbers she’d already done that were illegal in most states and a few others that weren’t allowed in some of the ass backwards parts of the country.

=====================================================================

We heard a door close indicating people were awake in the Mistress bedroom. I made to get up but Claire stopped me.

"Your wife is making breakfast today. She'll let us know when it's ready."

Couldn't remember the last time Mistress had made breakfast. Later there was a knock on the door with Mistress telling us breakfast was ready. Got to the kitchen where Mistress was in her smallest robe, and high heels. Mike was already seated, and acted a little pissy. Found out from Claire he'd been less than thrilled to hear his wife having such a good time with the cuckold.

"Go get the newspaper slut." Mike to Mistress.

Mistress turned in the wrong direction to get something more appropriate for the public and warmer.

"No, no, you're dressed just fine. Get the paper...and Melissa...you can't use your hands to pick up the paper or bring it back to the door and you can't use your hands for anything else either."

Mistress's mouth was open but no words came out. Claire joined in telling her that it would be easier for Mistress than herself because Mistress could bend over and squeeze it between her jugs. No buttons or zipper on the robe just the belt to hold it together. Don't remember but must have been around thirty degrees outside.

"Move it my breakfast is getting cold."

As Mistress moved to the front door we all got up to watch. It was surreal at least for me. There was my powerful Mistress on the driveway in the morning's bright light barely covered. Mistress dropped to her knees but didn't use her melons but grabbed the paper between her teeth. She was facing the street. Her bare ass was fully ******* to us. She moved slowly getting up trying to keep her breasts inside the robe. It didn't work. When she turned toward us both of her full white melons were ******* past the nipple. My brother popped the door opened and yelled at her.

"Don't you dare get that paper wet. Drop it right now."

Deer in the head lights number as Mistress bent her head down and using her arms to hold her breasts together managed to secure the paper between them. Now they were totally ******* and with the cold her nipples were at full attention. I had an erection and glancing at Mike saw he was in more or less in the same condition. A car drove by and the heads within did double takes at the nearly naked woman in the driveway.

"Jesus look at your wife's boobs Ron. That is so hot."

Mistress reached the door which no one opened for her and she had to attempt opening it twice before succeeding without dropping the paper. Mistress was breathing hard, and knowing the signs...turned on as well. Mike told her to take he paper to the kitchen table. As she passed in front of us we got another treat. One side of her robe had not dropped back down and her right cheek was partially *******.

Mike grabbed her arm forgetting about breakfast and the paper taking her back to the bedroom. He left the door open so we could hear him first spanking her for screwing up his breakfast followed by degrading her while he fucked my wife.

"Better...so much better than him." I would of course be the "him" Mistress referred to, and I was back in pussy mode for a few minutes.

Mistress made it clear that she had no problem with either. Mike was in a much better mood when he reappeared.

About an hour later Claire gave us both a hug and kiss before heading out the door. Mike told me thanks for a great time should do it again soon, but ignored Mistress. The car horn honked just after he got in and he signaled towards Mistress and I so I opened the door. "I forgot to say good-by to your wife."

It was clear he wasn't coming back in so Mistress still wearing the robe walked to the car and soon after Mike had her head and shoulders through the car window. I couldn't see her ass but knew once again all or part of it was *******.
I could see that he was kissing my wife while ******** her breasts to play with one more time before leaving.

He told her not to cover up, and waited as Mistress walked towards the front door once again with her breasts displayed for public viewing. Once inside he honked good-by and they were gone.

The submissive side disappeared as soon as she shut the door ordering me to drop and clean "his" filth from her pussy.

Hope this helps.

 

[twerpedbyjulie]

Foot Note

Foot note here. The home owners association sends out a monthly newsletter. The March newsletter covered rules and regulations regarding the pool and clubhouse. Nothing unusual there but an adder that reminded all of us that inappropriate public displays fell underneath the County Sheriffs Office and complaints should be forwarded to that office.

I know one of the guys on the board, and he gave me a call after the letter came out. Mistress was seen by one or more home owners, and they called the association to complain. He said one of the emails included two pictures but the quality sucked. You couldn't state with any certainty that the woman was Mistress. He also told me that no male on the board voted to include the Sheriff's Department in the newsletter. "Hey Ron our only problem was that the picture didn't give us a better look at the lady's ass...regardless of who it might have been."

He told me not to sweat it, but the backyard would be a better place to play.

It was also why I was so concerned with the nudity at the Labor Day Party. All we needed was a picture of Mistress all but naked, and we'd have probably lost pool and club house privileges.

I had shown Mistress the email, but her response was to get pissed off. Along the line of, "A bunch of fat old bitches with nothing better to do." Part of that was spot on because the ladies do all tend to carry extra poundage.

 

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Lounge Wear

Mistress bought me some new clothes. Actually same outfit in five different colors to use as lounge wear around the house so I won't just be in panties with my CB or just the CB.

Fine mesh extra long tee shirts that reach to just below my bottom with matching briefs. I think they look best without my CB on, but they are so cool either way. As Mistress pointed out the best look is without my chastity device just after I've iced down my penis and testicles. Mistress had another idea that is the sleekest look of all which is to tape my penis down and back. It hurts a bit but at least I don't have any hair. My job is to find tape in the same colors as my outfits. Failing that I'm supposed to find tape that closely matches the color of my skin. As soon as I get the tape Mistress wants me to model each set, and asked if it was okay to take some pictures. I told her okay, but asked that she not show them to just anybody. Mistress told me she wouldn't. I'm going to look for the tape after work today because Mistress is going to be a bit late again.

Mistress isn't sure yet but she may have some friends over on Saturday night. Good news because we haven't had a party in awhile. The sooner she lets me know the better because I of course will be responsible for making all the arrangements.