Ch. 16: Back at home, and a surprise announcement
Michelle arose and refilled our glasses as we waited. I listened again for any more sounds from the bedroom, but there was only silence from the other end of the apartment. I idly wondered if Kylie was naked. Michelle returned and handed me a full glass.
She again divined my thoughts. "Wondering what she is doing up there, sweetie?" she asked.
I sipped my coke and nodded.
"I'm sure that she's safe and sound," she said. She lit another cigarette. "My sister is a smart cookie. She knows that it's much better for her to be with a guy here than at his place - you know what I mean?"
I nodded. I hadn't considered the safety angle. "So you can keep an eye on her, you mean?"
Michelle nodded. "Yep. Kylie even had that all worked out."
We watched TV and somehow made small talk for the next fifteen minutes or so. I still found it hard to believe that what had just occurred had really happened. I glanced down at Michelle's slender right foot. Had I really sucked her toes as she masturbated only minutes ago? Did she really cum to the muffled sound of my wife being fucked? The weird unreality of the situation asserted itself again.
Michelle and I suddenly heard the spare bedroom door squeak open, and a few moments later Kylie and Matt strode softly into the lounge room. Kylie greeted us with a broad smile, but Matt looked subdued and sheepish; maybe he figured that Kylie's cries of pleasure had been all too audible. In any case, he quickly bade Michelle and I goodbye, and then Kylie saw him to the front door. I heard them kiss briefly, and then Kylie shut the front door behind him and returned to the lounge room as we heard Matt's car roar into life outside.
Kylie's had apparently combed her hair, and it looked like she had attempted to fix her smudged lipstick - but her glazed eyes and flushed complexion had all the hallmarks of a lady who had just been well and truly fucked. She sent me a deep smile and her eyes softened as she gazed at me.
Michelle grinned at her. "Have a good time, Sis'?"
Kylie's face reddened, but she beamed back at her sister. "Yeah - I did, as a matter of fact. What about you?"
This time Michelle blushed, and assured Kylie that I had been very good company. Kylie glanced at me, and her expression told me that she was well aware what might have occurred whilst she was otherwise occupied in the bedroom.
"And are you ready to go home, Lover?" Kylie asked me. I nodded; I already knew that Kylie would unlock me tonight, and that she would then tell me all about her steamy romp with Matt as my little cock slid into her deep, still moist pussy. I was tingling in anticipation.
Kylie asked me to call for a cab as she and Michelle sat talking. The cab was tooting ten minutes later, and we bade Michelle goodbye.
"Thanks for a mind-blowing night," I told Michelle as I kissed her cheek.
Michelle smiled. "The pleasure was all mine."
"Mine too," Kylie quipped.
As we walked to the awaiting cab, Kylie pinched my ass. She giggled at my sudden jolt.
"Eager to get home, Lover?" she asked me softly.
"Very much," I answered truthfully.
Kylie grinned. "It's nice to cum home."
I couldn't restrain a smile. We climbed into the warm cab and were soon coasting through the moonlit night.
*****
When Kylie and I arrived home I was again shaking in anticipation. Kylie sensed my excitement, and she grinned impishly and told me to go for a quick shower.
Ten minutes later I was eagerly sliding my little cock into Kylie's fervent pussy. She was still soaking wet, and I knew that I would struggle to last more that a couple of minutes inside her. Kylie had elected to keep her stockings and suspenders on, and her smooth, silky legs locked around my back as she excitedly asked me if I had heard her and Matt fucking.
I stammered that I had. Christ, she felt so loose! My hips pumped up and down rapidly, driving my cock into what felt like a bucket of warm yogurt. "Did he have a big cock?" I asked in what was almost a whimper.
"Mmm, yes he did, Lover," my wife replied smoothly. "A lovely big, thick cock. Much bigger than that tiny little thing that's inside me now, my little Cuck-eeeee."
"I am your little Cuckie, aren't I?" I blurted involuntarily.
"You certainly are, little one!" Kylie panted. "You heard me tonight, didn't you - you actually heard me cuckolding you again?"
"Yes!" I gasped. My balls tightened. "Did you enjoy it?"
"Enjoy it?" Kylie giggled. "I fucking loved it! And I'll love it just as much next time!"
I moaned loudly. "You're going to keep cuckolding me?"
Kylie gasped and her sparkling eyes bored into mine. "Oh, I certainly am, Needle-dick! Over, and over and over! From now on I might only let you fuck me if another guy fucks me first! How would you like that? If I only let you have sloppy seconds from now on, hmm?"
"You'd cut me off?" I pantingly asked. My hips furiously sped my desperate thrusts into her. The squelchy sound of my cock sliding loosely into her fermenting cunt drifted over us. I could feel her juices coating my balls.
"Mmm, cut you off - what an interesting phrase! That's a good idea, Needle-dick! Just imagine - no blowjobs, and no pussy for you until some other guy gets them first, hmm?" Kylie giggled again underneath me.
"You'd stop giving me blowjobs, too?" I almost wailed.
"That I would, little one." Kylie replied in a voice that was as slick and syrupy as her pussy. "Wouldn't that be so nasty of me - to only suck that thin little cock of yours after I had given some other guy a nice, long, warm, wet blowjob!" She tilted her head in thought for a moment, and then winked up at me. "Maybe I should kneel down naked in front of him and suck him off, making his cock so very wet and slippery. Then maybe I'll ask him to tit-fuck me, hmm? I bet he'd love me to hold my tits together as he slides his big cock between them, wouldn't he, Cuckie?"
"Yes! Yes, he would!" I panted.
"Do you know what I'll do, little one? I'll lick and suck the head of his cock as it pokes up between my tits as I cup them around him. Then I'll beg him to cum right there, Needle-dick - right between my tits as I'm holding them together for him! Then I'm going to leave his cum there just so you can see it later on, Cuckie. How would that be? If I showed you that soft, warm little cleft between my tits, all wet and slippery with his sticky cream. I might even make you slide your tongue between them, and lick it all off!"
"Oh my God!" I shrieked.
Kylie writhed under me, and her face curled into another teasing smile. "Aww, is that kinky little idea making you hot, my little Cuckie? Imagining me letting him tit-fuck me until he explodes all over my big tits - and then me making you lick them clean before I'll let you cum?"
"Yes!" I moaned loudly.
Kylie locked her silky ankles over my back. "Or maybe I'll let him lick my big, juicy tits as he fucks me instead, hmm, little one? Just imagine not being able to cum for weeks, your desperate little pecker all locked up, and then having to listen to me moaning and begging and screaming as he fucks me!"
I moaned loudly again, and hooked my palms under her shoulders, thrusting my cock desperately inside of her.
Kylie continued her wicked commentary. "Just think - no handjobs for you. No blowjobs for you. And no fucking for you, either. Nothing for you - not until some other guy gets to slide his big, hard, thick cock inside my pussy - my married pussy!" Kim uttered a wicked chortle. "Maybe we should've left out the part about me being faithful in our wedding vows, hmm, little one? Because I certainly haven't been faithful, have I? Have I?" Kylie giggled again, and slid her nails down my shuddering back.
"No, you haven't!" I bellowed. My tight balls slapped wetly against her ass.
"That's right - I haven't," Kylie leered up at me. "I've already let two different guys fuck me in the last week, haven't I? But you don't mind waiting for me while I'm out getting a decent fuck, do you Cuckie?"
"No!"
"You want your wife to be satisfied, don't you?"
"Yes!"
"As you wait for me - all locked up?"
"Yes!"
"You don't mind waiting for me with your balls all full and aching, do you?"
"No! No, I don't mind!"
"So I can cuckold you anytime I like? I can sleep with any guy I want to, little one?"
"Yes!"
"Mmm, good! I'm sure plenty of other hot guys at the nightclub would've loved to get a piece of what Matt got tonight. Maybe I'll have to start going out with Michelle every Saturday night, hmm? And maybe every Friday night, too! How would that be, little one? If my hot, juicy pussy was on offer two nights each week! And you'd have to sit there, your little pecker all locked up in your toy, and hope that I hooked-up again - otherwise you wouldn't be getting any!" Kylie closed her eyes and giggled again. "Maybe I'll give you a mercy fuck after a man with a real cock has had me - maybe!"
"Oh, Jesus!" I moaned loudly. The loose, wet confines of her drenched cunt teased my thrusting cock.
Kylie opened her eyes and grinned wolfishly up at me. "Even better? Why don't I stop letting you fuck me completely! What if I told you that this is the last time that I'll ever let you fuck me, Cuckie? Its not like I'll be missing anything, is it? How would you like knowing that my hot, creamy cunt is just for other men from now on, hmm?"
"Do it! Do it!" I heard myself screech thinly. Climax slithered along my loins like a coiling snake about to strike.
"Mmm, don't tempt me, Needle-dick! After sampling Matt's beautiful long, thick cock tonight, I wouldn't take a lot of convincing to cut you off - totally! I didn't know what I was missing! You do realise that Matt's lovely big cock reached twice as deep inside me tonight as your little three-inch pecker is right now, don't you? Twice as deep!"
"Yes!" I moaned loudly. My upper thighs melted into liquid as orgasm teetered on the brink.
Kylie uttered a low, carnal chortle. "Then I guess you'd understand if I never bothered letting you fuck me again, hmm? That from now on I might only let other men with real cocks fuck me! Mmm, that idea makes me hot, Needle-dick! That I may be married to you - but my pussy certainly won't be! Wouldn't that be so nasty and bitchy of me? To make you my permanently cut-off little Cuck-eeeee! So why dont you hurry up, and blow your tiny little load inside me for the last time!"
I arched my back and screamed as a powerful climax tore through me like a runaway train, booming like a thunderclap as my body twitched and contorted - a puppet manipulated and controlled by my wife's warm, slippery sex.
*****
Later, as we lay in afterglow, Kylie rested her head on my chest and gently inquired which parts of her lascivious narrative I found to be the most erotic. I told her that I loved all of it, and that everything she had suggested had driven me insane. She confessed that her threat to cut me off completely was naturally just that - a kinky threat. But she did find it interesting that the notion turned me on so much, and added that it could end up as another wicked little ploy that she might 'fiddle with'.
She wanted to know the details of what Michelle and I had done whilst she was in bed with Matt. I told her that Michelle had gotten me to lick and suck her toes, and that she had masturbated as we listened to her fucking. Kylie chuckled, and called Michelle a kinky bitch. I also somewhat shyly told her that I had spontaneously ejaculated inside of the tube as I had listened to her climaxing. Kylie was delighted to hear this.
"Michelle asked me something," I told Kylie. "She said she wanted to ask you if she could see what the tube has done to me."
Kylie nodded. "Yeah - I know. She already asked me."
I blinked in surprise. "Really? And what did you say?"
"I told her that if it's okay with you to let her to see it, then it's fine with me."
A tremor passed though me.
Kylie giggled. "That idea kinda make you hot, Lover? My big sister taking a quick peek at that little pecker of yours?"
"Yes," I replied softly.
Kylie smiled. "Okay - Well, one of these days we might have to arrange to show her just what those tubes are doing to your little dick, hmm?"
The bedroom echoed to my gasp and Kylie's evil giggle.
*****
A week later I was again laying on the bed, my eyes closed as I felt Kylie press the ruler to my erect cock. I breathlessly waited for the measurement to be read out to me.
"Three inches, and eleven sixteenths," Michelle announced slowly. "Just a little over three and a half inches. Oh my fucking God! Sweetie? I have to tell you that's the smallest cock I have ever seen!"
The two sisters giggled as my stiff little cock trickled pre-cum.
She again divined my thoughts. "Wondering what she is doing up there, sweetie?" she asked.
I sipped my coke and nodded.
"I'm sure that she's safe and sound," she said. She lit another cigarette. "My sister is a smart cookie. She knows that it's much better for her to be with a guy here than at his place - you know what I mean?"
I nodded. I hadn't considered the safety angle. "So you can keep an eye on her, you mean?"
Michelle nodded. "Yep. Kylie even had that all worked out."
We watched TV and somehow made small talk for the next fifteen minutes or so. I still found it hard to believe that what had just occurred had really happened. I glanced down at Michelle's slender right foot. Had I really sucked her toes as she masturbated only minutes ago? Did she really cum to the muffled sound of my wife being fucked? The weird unreality of the situation asserted itself again.
Michelle and I suddenly heard the spare bedroom door squeak open, and a few moments later Kylie and Matt strode softly into the lounge room. Kylie greeted us with a broad smile, but Matt looked subdued and sheepish; maybe he figured that Kylie's cries of pleasure had been all too audible. In any case, he quickly bade Michelle and I goodbye, and then Kylie saw him to the front door. I heard them kiss briefly, and then Kylie shut the front door behind him and returned to the lounge room as we heard Matt's car roar into life outside.
Kylie's had apparently combed her hair, and it looked like she had attempted to fix her smudged lipstick - but her glazed eyes and flushed complexion had all the hallmarks of a lady who had just been well and truly fucked. She sent me a deep smile and her eyes softened as she gazed at me.
Michelle grinned at her. "Have a good time, Sis'?"
Kylie's face reddened, but she beamed back at her sister. "Yeah - I did, as a matter of fact. What about you?"
This time Michelle blushed, and assured Kylie that I had been very good company. Kylie glanced at me, and her expression told me that she was well aware what might have occurred whilst she was otherwise occupied in the bedroom.
"And are you ready to go home, Lover?" Kylie asked me. I nodded; I already knew that Kylie would unlock me tonight, and that she would then tell me all about her steamy romp with Matt as my little cock slid into her deep, still moist pussy. I was tingling in anticipation.
Kylie asked me to call for a cab as she and Michelle sat talking. The cab was tooting ten minutes later, and we bade Michelle goodbye.
"Thanks for a mind-blowing night," I told Michelle as I kissed her cheek.
Michelle smiled. "The pleasure was all mine."
"Mine too," Kylie quipped.
As we walked to the awaiting cab, Kylie pinched my ass. She giggled at my sudden jolt.
"Eager to get home, Lover?" she asked me softly.
"Very much," I answered truthfully.
Kylie grinned. "It's nice to cum home."
I couldn't restrain a smile. We climbed into the warm cab and were soon coasting through the moonlit night.
*****
When Kylie and I arrived home I was again shaking in anticipation. Kylie sensed my excitement, and she grinned impishly and told me to go for a quick shower.
Ten minutes later I was eagerly sliding my little cock into Kylie's fervent pussy. She was still soaking wet, and I knew that I would struggle to last more that a couple of minutes inside her. Kylie had elected to keep her stockings and suspenders on, and her smooth, silky legs locked around my back as she excitedly asked me if I had heard her and Matt fucking.
I stammered that I had. Christ, she felt so loose! My hips pumped up and down rapidly, driving my cock into what felt like a bucket of warm yogurt. "Did he have a big cock?" I asked in what was almost a whimper.
"Mmm, yes he did, Lover," my wife replied smoothly. "A lovely big, thick cock. Much bigger than that tiny little thing that's inside me now, my little Cuck-eeeee."
"I am your little Cuckie, aren't I?" I blurted involuntarily.
"You certainly are, little one!" Kylie panted. "You heard me tonight, didn't you - you actually heard me cuckolding you again?"
"Yes!" I gasped. My balls tightened. "Did you enjoy it?"
"Enjoy it?" Kylie giggled. "I fucking loved it! And I'll love it just as much next time!"
I moaned loudly. "You're going to keep cuckolding me?"
Kylie gasped and her sparkling eyes bored into mine. "Oh, I certainly am, Needle-dick! Over, and over and over! From now on I might only let you fuck me if another guy fucks me first! How would you like that? If I only let you have sloppy seconds from now on, hmm?"
"You'd cut me off?" I pantingly asked. My hips furiously sped my desperate thrusts into her. The squelchy sound of my cock sliding loosely into her fermenting cunt drifted over us. I could feel her juices coating my balls.
"Mmm, cut you off - what an interesting phrase! That's a good idea, Needle-dick! Just imagine - no blowjobs, and no pussy for you until some other guy gets them first, hmm?" Kylie giggled again underneath me.
"You'd stop giving me blowjobs, too?" I almost wailed.
"That I would, little one." Kylie replied in a voice that was as slick and syrupy as her pussy. "Wouldn't that be so nasty of me - to only suck that thin little cock of yours after I had given some other guy a nice, long, warm, wet blowjob!" She tilted her head in thought for a moment, and then winked up at me. "Maybe I should kneel down naked in front of him and suck him off, making his cock so very wet and slippery. Then maybe I'll ask him to tit-fuck me, hmm? I bet he'd love me to hold my tits together as he slides his big cock between them, wouldn't he, Cuckie?"
"Yes! Yes, he would!" I panted.
"Do you know what I'll do, little one? I'll lick and suck the head of his cock as it pokes up between my tits as I cup them around him. Then I'll beg him to cum right there, Needle-dick - right between my tits as I'm holding them together for him! Then I'm going to leave his cum there just so you can see it later on, Cuckie. How would that be? If I showed you that soft, warm little cleft between my tits, all wet and slippery with his sticky cream. I might even make you slide your tongue between them, and lick it all off!"
"Oh my God!" I shrieked.
Kylie writhed under me, and her face curled into another teasing smile. "Aww, is that kinky little idea making you hot, my little Cuckie? Imagining me letting him tit-fuck me until he explodes all over my big tits - and then me making you lick them clean before I'll let you cum?"
"Yes!" I moaned loudly.
Kylie locked her silky ankles over my back. "Or maybe I'll let him lick my big, juicy tits as he fucks me instead, hmm, little one? Just imagine not being able to cum for weeks, your desperate little pecker all locked up, and then having to listen to me moaning and begging and screaming as he fucks me!"
I moaned loudly again, and hooked my palms under her shoulders, thrusting my cock desperately inside of her.
Kylie continued her wicked commentary. "Just think - no handjobs for you. No blowjobs for you. And no fucking for you, either. Nothing for you - not until some other guy gets to slide his big, hard, thick cock inside my pussy - my married pussy!" Kim uttered a wicked chortle. "Maybe we should've left out the part about me being faithful in our wedding vows, hmm, little one? Because I certainly haven't been faithful, have I? Have I?" Kylie giggled again, and slid her nails down my shuddering back.
"No, you haven't!" I bellowed. My tight balls slapped wetly against her ass.
"That's right - I haven't," Kylie leered up at me. "I've already let two different guys fuck me in the last week, haven't I? But you don't mind waiting for me while I'm out getting a decent fuck, do you Cuckie?"
"No!"
"You want your wife to be satisfied, don't you?"
"Yes!"
"As you wait for me - all locked up?"
"Yes!"
"You don't mind waiting for me with your balls all full and aching, do you?"
"No! No, I don't mind!"
"So I can cuckold you anytime I like? I can sleep with any guy I want to, little one?"
"Yes!"
"Mmm, good! I'm sure plenty of other hot guys at the nightclub would've loved to get a piece of what Matt got tonight. Maybe I'll have to start going out with Michelle every Saturday night, hmm? And maybe every Friday night, too! How would that be, little one? If my hot, juicy pussy was on offer two nights each week! And you'd have to sit there, your little pecker all locked up in your toy, and hope that I hooked-up again - otherwise you wouldn't be getting any!" Kylie closed her eyes and giggled again. "Maybe I'll give you a mercy fuck after a man with a real cock has had me - maybe!"
"Oh, Jesus!" I moaned loudly. The loose, wet confines of her drenched cunt teased my thrusting cock.
Kylie opened her eyes and grinned wolfishly up at me. "Even better? Why don't I stop letting you fuck me completely! What if I told you that this is the last time that I'll ever let you fuck me, Cuckie? Its not like I'll be missing anything, is it? How would you like knowing that my hot, creamy cunt is just for other men from now on, hmm?"
"Do it! Do it!" I heard myself screech thinly. Climax slithered along my loins like a coiling snake about to strike.
"Mmm, don't tempt me, Needle-dick! After sampling Matt's beautiful long, thick cock tonight, I wouldn't take a lot of convincing to cut you off - totally! I didn't know what I was missing! You do realise that Matt's lovely big cock reached twice as deep inside me tonight as your little three-inch pecker is right now, don't you? Twice as deep!"
"Yes!" I moaned loudly. My upper thighs melted into liquid as orgasm teetered on the brink.
Kylie uttered a low, carnal chortle. "Then I guess you'd understand if I never bothered letting you fuck me again, hmm? That from now on I might only let other men with real cocks fuck me! Mmm, that idea makes me hot, Needle-dick! That I may be married to you - but my pussy certainly won't be! Wouldn't that be so nasty and bitchy of me? To make you my permanently cut-off little Cuck-eeeee! So why dont you hurry up, and blow your tiny little load inside me for the last time!"
I arched my back and screamed as a powerful climax tore through me like a runaway train, booming like a thunderclap as my body twitched and contorted - a puppet manipulated and controlled by my wife's warm, slippery sex.
*****
Later, as we lay in afterglow, Kylie rested her head on my chest and gently inquired which parts of her lascivious narrative I found to be the most erotic. I told her that I loved all of it, and that everything she had suggested had driven me insane. She confessed that her threat to cut me off completely was naturally just that - a kinky threat. But she did find it interesting that the notion turned me on so much, and added that it could end up as another wicked little ploy that she might 'fiddle with'.
She wanted to know the details of what Michelle and I had done whilst she was in bed with Matt. I told her that Michelle had gotten me to lick and suck her toes, and that she had masturbated as we listened to her fucking. Kylie chuckled, and called Michelle a kinky bitch. I also somewhat shyly told her that I had spontaneously ejaculated inside of the tube as I had listened to her climaxing. Kylie was delighted to hear this.
"Michelle asked me something," I told Kylie. "She said she wanted to ask you if she could see what the tube has done to me."
Kylie nodded. "Yeah - I know. She already asked me."
I blinked in surprise. "Really? And what did you say?"
"I told her that if it's okay with you to let her to see it, then it's fine with me."
A tremor passed though me.
Kylie giggled. "That idea kinda make you hot, Lover? My big sister taking a quick peek at that little pecker of yours?"
"Yes," I replied softly.
Kylie smiled. "Okay - Well, one of these days we might have to arrange to show her just what those tubes are doing to your little dick, hmm?"
The bedroom echoed to my gasp and Kylie's evil giggle.
*****
A week later I was again laying on the bed, my eyes closed as I felt Kylie press the ruler to my erect cock. I breathlessly waited for the measurement to be read out to me.
"Three inches, and eleven sixteenths," Michelle announced slowly. "Just a little over three and a half inches. Oh my fucking God! Sweetie? I have to tell you that's the smallest cock I have ever seen!"
The two sisters giggled as my stiff little cock trickled pre-cum.
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