It Goes On and On and On and On

[kevinsslave]

One more question, are you getting what you want when you can't be honest with the "crazy women" in your life?

Do you want the truthful answer or the right answer? I know I should say "no, I'm not" (and, truthfully, I'm not) but, it will have to do for now. It beats having to be honest and make a choice that I'm not ready to make.

However, let me say that I'm really pretty certain that I'm going to choose to end the marriage and start new with Sheila. For better or worse, she has woken up some part of me that's long been sleeping. But, you know, I still have doubts about what to do, so.........

I will say, last night was just wonderful. We were talking about vacation and she told me the last time she'd been to the ocean was the summer after high school (right around when I first met her). She went with 2 friends to Ocean City for 5 days. Of course, the true deviant that I am, I had to prod her to tell me about any sexual escapades she had while at the beach. She told me that she had, on the first day, met a really cute guy and they hit it off, immediately. He was a blond 20 year old from New Jersey. Anyway, she was drinking last night, so I prodded her on to tell more.

She said that first day they were on the beach and in the ocean all day. She said they wanted to kiss all day, but, didn't. Eventually, it turned dark and they went up to the boardwalk to shower off (you know, at one of those shower type things near the beach). As he showered, she begin rubbing sand off his back and she slid her hands in the top of his bathing suit (near his ass). He turned and they started to make out.

They went back to the beach and to a little spot under the boardwalk and made out for a long time. Eventually, it got fairly hot and erotic and she started kissing his neck, shoulder and chest. While she was telling me this, I was kissing her feet and legs and was so fucking turned on (about a story from 15 years ago, no less). So, she told me she could taste, as she kissed his body, specks of sand and the ocean salt, but, that seemed to turn her on all the more. Finally, he put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her to her knees, where she proceeded to slip his trunks off and suck his cock. She said she could taste the sand and sea, still, and it just made her hornier. He blew his load in her mouth.

By this point, I couldn't take any more and carried her into the bedroom and had incredible, incredible sex with her. Too, she was so wet when I entered her, I figure her story must have excited even her.

She promised to tell me more during our next date, but, I don't know if I can stand to hear it. lol. Anyway, as we lay there in bed, I thought about everything and realized if she had been telling me a story about her and a guy that happened last week (as opposed to 15 years ago), I would be jealous and pissed. I really don't want her to be with anyone else. Just me, just monogamous. I can't say that I feel the same about my wife and I guess that opened my eyes a bit.

So, like some movie, when I got in my car to go home, the song (yes, I know, I reference a lot of songs), "Fallin' In Love" by Hamilton, Joe Frank and Reynolds (from way back in 1975) was on in the car. It seemed like a sign to me. I guess I realized that I really have fallen in love with Sheila. It's not some infatuation or some righting a past wrong. I care about her, her life and her daughters. I enjoy being with her. I don't need anything to spice up our love life and, if I do, even a simple story of one of her past encounters will do the trick.

I realized, too, that when I'm with Kristy, there's just an air of sadness or regret with me. In my mind (and my heart), I guess I know that I could never return to the life we had together. It's damaged and over. Of course, there could be a new life, but, it would take time for the wounds to heal. I do love her, but, there is so much distance between us. And, I'm not sure that we would change our lives. In so many ways we are not good for each other. There seemed to be nothing either of us wouldn't do for the other (which could be a wonderful thing, but, in our case, I don't think it was). On the other hand, there were *********. I'm not sure there ever would be. Our hearts are too wild, too untamed, guided too many times by our passions. We really were (and are) reckless.

Oh well, it's stuff to think about.

 

[kevinsslave]

Well, I have not written of my exploits for some time now and I guess a little update is due. I mean, I miss Anglebaby and others yelling at my somewhat dubious decisions.

Sheila, her girls and I spent the first 10 days of August in the Isle of Palms (off Charleston, SC) and I can only say it was wonderful. We rented a great 3BR oceanfront condo and spent our days at the pool and beach and our evenings eating at all the wonderful restaurants that Charleston has to offer (and there are many). It was fun, relaxing, romantic and just about as vanilla as you could get. Actually, Sheila turned into a pretty normal girlfriend on the vacation and I found myself very much in control of things. I realize how deeply she has fallen in love with me and, obviously, our relationship has changed. Interestingly, she seems like she is going out of her way not to piss me off or anger me and has stayed away from the topic of my marriage and our future all together. The sex was great and there really was not a single bad moment the whole time. The girls had a fantastic time and couldn't be more appreciative. It was their first "real" vacation and I'm glad it came with me.

Since we've been home, truly, the balance of power in our relationship has shifted (I feel) leaving me the far more dominant one. Sheila has almost become (I stress almost) submissive and I really am in love with her.

As for Kristy, well....I still love her but it now seems so far away and distant, I don't know, I can't see us surviving for the long haul. Sometimes (like now) when I'm alone, here at home, I feel tremendous regret and sadness because Kristy and I were so in love, once, and so full of fire and passion. And, IMO, we pissed it all away with our recklessness. I called off our last 2 visits and I think she believes it's all over. Yet, neither one of us has made the final break and moved towards a divorce.

Well, this is probably a bit of a bland post, but, it is what it is. I think I've found my way back to vanilla land and, for a while, I'm here to stay.

 

[AngleBaby]

To be honest Kevin, there isn't much I can yell at. You and your wife both need to be both in love and with someone who returns the affection. Looking at the lives of two others on this forum, all I can say is lying is going to bite you back, and it should, but I hope you find happiness.

 

[kevinsslave]

but I hope you find happiness.

Why, thank you, and, truthfully, I think I will. Unfortunately, I believe it will come at the expense of a once, wonderful marriage. I had a long, long talk with Kristy today and I'm just filled with such sorrow and regret, but, I think our relationship has reached its end. I know I have sounded like a cad, at times, but, I really did (and do) love my wife. I guess, sometimes, love's just not enough.

Also, I really do love Sheila. I'm not going to jump into a marriage with her (at least not right away) if and when my divorce concludes, but, I can see us growing together. In a lot of ways, she's perfect for me and I for her.

I do, sometimes, wish I could turn back time and stop myself and Kristy from doing some of the things we did. It's funny because I sometimes think about these things we did and my brain screams at the memories, "Stop it, you're wrecking things." It's true. I think a lot about the past and decisions I made. Maybe, though, part of life is making mistakes and learning from them, And, when you make mistakes in a relationship or marriage, someone is bound to be hurt. I would like to think I won't repeat those mistakes, again. My heart is broken knowing that I've hurt my wife.

And, I know what you mean about lying. I really do. I shouldn't have done it and shouldn't do it now. Relationships do have to be based on truth and honesty, but, sometimes it's hard to do that and keep what you love. Let's face it, my situation is not an ordinary one.

Well, back to the ND/Michigan game. I'm solo tonight, just staying here and watching the big OSU/USC game. No women for the rest of the weekend. I hope I survive. lol.

 

[AngleBaby]

Why should I lay waste to you kevin?
You are aware yourself that what you are doing is wrong.
You know people will get hurt.
But I am not a judge that can convict you for your actions when you know those two points.
I realized, all I can do is try to advise some cucks here on what to do and give positive feed back to StB. His story is a real turn on.
The former I am not exactly a pro at over the net though.
I have no concerns for you personally kevin. Only for your wife and gf's, and they are out of reach. Besides, even in my profession, yours would not be a major concern. I deal with abuse, not infidelity.

 

[kevinsslave]

I must say that writing is a very cathartic experience. I recently read a thread started by Angle and it made me think, again, about thoughts I have always pondered. Life is incredibly short and, it seems, so much can go wrong and so many bad things seem to surround us. Which is why we should all try to live life to the fullest when we can, enjoying the good while it's there.

I have often had fantasies (sexual) in my life and, unlike many, I actually decided to try to live them out, to experience them. I have, sadly, come to realize that the reality can never live up to or exceed the fantasy. For one thing, in your fantasies, you control everything. You control other people's actions and words. There is no deviation from the script, so to speak. A lover can't do or say something hurtful, in your fantasy, if you don't want your lover to do or say it, for example. Life is not like that. There is no control.

Also, I don't know, maybe it's just me, but nothing in reality equals the joy or eroticism you feel in a fantasy. Whether it's dating your dream woman or sucking a cock, it's just not as good in real life. Take sucking cock. Most of my adult life, I have, from time to time, been attracted to a few men and fantasized about sucking them off, being their slut. Alas, once you are on your knees, actually giving them head, the whole thing is, I don't know, ordinary, nothing special. In fact, as I've said before, it doesn't even excite me. Funny thing is, I have fantasized about being with a certain guy and giving him a blow job. It has made me rock hard and I have jacked myself off thinking about it. I've then actually given that guy a blow job and felt next to nothing, sexually. Later, I'll remember the night I blew him and get hard all over again, and jack off again. It's, for me, that the fantasy is erotic, the reality is not. But, had I not experienced the reality, I would never have known this. I would have spent my life wondering what I was missing. Now, I know, nothing. The same with cuckolding. The fantasy of submission holds more for me than the reality.

It's a lesson I'm glad I learned. Now, truthfully, there was never a moment in my life when I really thought that I was someone's slave. I knew I wasn't and I knew I could stop the game any time I wanted to. And, stop it I did.

I also got to thinking about how much I hate letting people leave my life. It such an odd thing that for years you can be so close with someone, knowing their every thought and feeling and then, break up (or in the case of a friend, lose touch) and go years without knowing what that person is doing or thinking. Probably why I won't let go of my wife, won't let go of Sheila and now won't let go of Amber.

Then, too, you look at your life and wonder how much of life is actually what you fantasize. Amber was the strong, bitchy type in her marriage. With me, she is submissive (almost). Sheila was fairly submissive with her husband, with me, she is very much in control. Kristy was very much in control of things (I guess, but, as she has said, time and time again, I wouldn't do anything I didn't want to) but now is very meek and submissive with me. I guess, at different times, we all need different things.

Last night, I went over to Sheila's and did feel remarkably guilty. I do love her and don't want to fuck things up. We had a nice night and very lovely (but quiet) sex. When I got to my car, I noticed that Amber had called my cell several times. I called her and told her I had just left Sheila and was going home to bed. She wanted to come over. I gave her every excuse in the book, but, she kept insisting. So, I went home, she came over, and I went to bed to watch the rest of the Nebraska/Missouri game. She kept rubbing my cock and I point blank told her that I had just had sex with Sheila. She didn't give a damn, and said so. She pulled my pants off and started sucking my cock. I thought it odd as I had another woman's juices on me, but she did not care (I thought it odd despite the fact that I had done similar things with my wife and others). She got me hard and rode me and herself to orgasm. I missed the end of the damn game.

She hinted that she should go, but, I told her to stay. She did and we slept very late today. Again, this morning, was more sex. No fantasies for me, just straight good old fashioned sex. She remains at my house, still, and will be there when I get home. I told her she needs to bring some things (clothes, panties, toothbrush, etc.) if she plans on spending so many nights over and she is going to do that. Because she has children, Sheila is rarely at my house. And, of course, no day would be complete without my wife calling me and, basically, begging to come home, evoking strong emotions from both of us. Today was no exception. The whole thing is a mess, I know.

 

[kevinsslave]

actually find something to admire in yourself.

There are actually quite a few things that I admire about myself, all unrelated to my love life and women. Related in fact to my family, my character and my career. I just don't talk about those things, here. To some extent, when you write this stuff, you must blur, slightly, some of the facts and facets of your life. Really, I wouldn't want people I know to know about some of my, ahem, life choices. Which brings us to point 2:

(I'd love to know how many folk you work with know about this crap already)

The answer is no one knows and it will stay that way. I'm reckless, not stupid.

You have to admit, right now when you look in the mirror, you may be able to kid yourself that you like what you see, but there's nothing admirable about ya, mate, and you know it..

When it comes to women, you're dead right. I have made a mess of my personal life since day one. I have fucked over far too many people as it relates to romance, etc. Far too many women that I've cheated on, far too many friends' girlfriends and wives that I've fucked. Of course, that's not something I'm proud of which is why, truthfully, in part, I've gone down the whole humiliation path. I guess I figured I deserved some pain, but, instead, I kind of enjoyed it. At least parts of it.

You owe NONE of the women involved anything at all.

I think I owe Sheila something as she is the one that brought me back to sanity. She and her girls have grounded me and I do have deep feelings for her. I just think I need some kind of a break before heading into another relationship (one that I would hope would last). Also, I've made a commitment to her. If I can just tread water with her, for a while, I think her and I can make it.

At the moment, Amber is my problem and she has always been the kind of girl to suck me in. She's young and pretty and just slightly crazy. I spent most of the weekend with her and it's just that crazy and wild kind of love (or lust). Interestingly, we went to some bar she hangs out in and, lo and behold, Justin was there. Despite my inclination to want to see this guy fuck her, I passed. I'm guessing based on my talks with Amber, she could have been persuaded to have a 3 some. But, I didn't want it. And, Justin, I know is as jealous as can be. He wants badly to fuck Amber.

yet still, it always amazes me how it seems a lot of professionals have this knack of making life so complicated for themselves when it needn't be, y'know?

What makes it complicated is the guilt. The guilt I feel for Sheila and, to a lesser extent, Kristy. When I was young, I felt the guilt a lot less. Oh well, I'm trying to get to the right place, I really am. My problem has always been that I seem to have no control when it comes to sex or caving in to my desires. Take Amber, I'm so totally fucking attracted to her (and she knows it) and, every time I see her, I want to fuck her. I want to kiss her body, lick her feet, her legs and bring her to an orgasm. I need to be able to curb those desires, but, it's so damned hard.

 

[kevinsslave]

So, here came Justin as I drank my coffee. He was smiling from ear to ear. "Dude, that was so fuckin' hot," he said. "She loves to fuck and suck, you are so fucking lucky." I kind of smiled but still felt kind of weird. I mean, I knew these people as clients and it was weird being involved in any kind of quasi-cuck type night. I asked if he wanted coffee and he said no, he wanted another beer. Basically, he had drank most of the night and had only slept a little. Apparently, he'd been raiding my beer in the frig for most of the night.

Well, we went in the living room and he just kept going on and on about how good Amber could suck cock. I told him that I saw him watching us, after, and asked if he was a voyeur. He didn't know what that meant but after explaining it, he told me he could spend all night watching Amber fuck. I was kind of getting pissed, but, I mean, what was I supposed to say or do. She had given him head the night before.

"Why do you kiss her feet?" he asked. "She have you trained or something?" I told him I had an out of control foot fetish and feet turned me on. He kind of laughed and, as he sat on my large living room chair, with his socked feet on the ottoman, he asked, "Do you want to kiss my feet?" Now, this was a loaded question. The answer, of course, was yes (and I wanted to lick his asshole and suck his cock) but I didn't want to tell him. So, I said, "No, not really, I mean I like women's feet." He looked at me and said, "What's the difference, feet are feet right?" Now, have you ever had one of the most moments where you just suddenly and totally cave to something. That was me at my weakest, and I sort of stammered a little, looked at his feet and said, "Do you want me to kiss them?" He didn't answer, but, sort of just stretched his feet out. I didn't know if it was a test or his way of saying yes, so, I fell down to my knees, without looking at him in the eyes, and leaned in to kiss his socked right foot. As I did, he pulled his foot back and said, "Whoa." I finally looked at him, I'm sure with a pained expression and he put his foot toward my mouth. I moved in, open mouth kissing his socked foot. I inhaled his odor (his socks were somewhat sweaty) but it turned me on all the more. I mean I rubbed his feet, sucked his feet, kissed his feet, pulled his socks off and repeated it all. I never looked at his eyes, I didn't know what he was thinking. I started to suck his toes and when I got to the big toe, I sucked it like I was sucking his cock. Sometimes, I heard him moan very softly or say "yea, that feels good."

Sometimes, he'd pull his feet away and make me move my mouth towards them. He clearly enjoyed this. At one point, I put my hand into my shorts and underwear and started to jack off. I was dying to cum because the last time of the night before, I had not come. He pulled his feet away and said, "I didn't say you could do that." Without thinking, I said, "I'm sorry." A bad move for now he knew he had the power. As I moved up towards his ankles, he again stopped me and said, "I said my feet." I went back to his feet but went right back to his ankles. I looked at him and asked if I could kiss his legs. He didn't answer, he just took his jeans off. I went up his legs, kissing them with an open mouth and moved to the area between his thighs and cock shaft. I spread his legs apart and licked and kissed that area. His hard cock rubbed against the side of my head through his underwear. I couldn't stop, so I started open mouth kissing his cock through his underwear. I was wrong the night before, his cock was larger than average.

Now, he was feeling his power over me. "Suck that cock," he told me and I pulled his underwear down and moved up and down. I licked his shaft, I licked his balls, all the while, jacking him off with my hand. He grabbed my head and thrust it on his cock and I went up and down. He started bumping up and down, fucking my mouth, while holding my head and moving it faster and faster. I wanted to choke but I could feel he was ready to cum and, wow, did he. He blew a gigantic load in my mouth and I had to fight to swallow it (I actually coughed a lot-out of practice I guess).

After it was done, I looked at him and felt so submissive. "Can I jack off now?" I asked. He just nodded and I moved back to his feet to kiss them while I stroked. I came within a minute.

Now there was weird silence. Finally, he said, "Does Amber know you like cock?" I told him no. "I guess I've got something on you now," he said. I said, "Obviously, this changes our relationship, you, uh, are definitely in the position of power." He said, "Yeah, well, I'll be fucking Amber whenever I want." I asked why that was. "Hey," he said, "if I don't get to fuck her whenever I want, I'll just tell her you like sucking my cock." He was serious. He was blackmailing me. "In fact," he said, "maybe, I'll let you fluff me before I fuck her."

I looked at him and said, "First, Amber doesn't like you," but, he cut me off with, "Yeah, I could see that as I came in her mouth last night." I continued, "Second, why would she believe you? She'll think you're jealous of me and full of shit and I'll tell her that you're full of shit." I continued, "She'll believe me, not you." Now, he looked pissed, "You lie and you won't suck my cock again." Now, I lied, and said, "So what." I went upstairs and laid in bed, leaving him stunned downstairs.

I fell to sleep and about 3 hours later, I was awakened by Justin jumping in my bed. He ground his crotch into my ass and whispered in my ear, "I'm going to fuck you or you're going to suck me off." I suspected something and told him that I didn't know what he was talking about. I started to move from him, but, I'm telling you, I was frozen, wanting, desperately, to suck him again or let him fuck me. In fact, I had dreamed of fluffing him so he could take Amber. I dreamed of him being my bull, my Master. I wanted have Amber cuck me with him. Then, he said, "I've got my cell phone, I'm taking some pictures of your mouth on my cock, you hear?" I nodded my head and moved to his neck, kissing it. "I will do anything for you, Justin," I whispered as my stomach sunk. "Get down and suck that cock," he ordered and I saw the cell phone in his hand.

I was caught between my mind and my passion. I'll write more tomorrow.

 

[Susan's Slave]

Disfunctional as always, but hot, hot, hot! Welcome back K's slave, or is it not J's?

 

[kevinsslave]

Disfunctional as always

Lol. I know. I've come to accept it.

So, there I was in bed, just about to go down on him when my mind just screamed don't let him take your picture. But, as I lay there, and smelled his musky man scent, saw his gorgeous face and body, I knew I was screwed, I couldn't resist. Like a movie, though, my home phone rang and I have one of those speaking caller IDs. It was Amber. I had to take the call. I said "I'm sorry" to Justin and rolled over to get the phone. Amber said she had been trying to get me on my cell, but, I wasn't answering. She sounded worried. I asked her why and she said she thought I might be avoiding her because of the night before. While she talked, I kept staring at Justin's cock swollen underwear. I couldn't resist reaching my hand down into his underwear and started to gently stroke his cock while Amber and I talked. I don't remember the exact conversation, but, it was something like this.

"Why would I avoid you?"
"Because, you know, it was wild with Justin and Eric...." she trailed off.
"No," I said, "I thought it was hot." I continued stroking Justin's cock. Actually, I was hypnotized, almost, by his cock and kept thinking about taking him in my mouth.
"Really?" she asked. I told her "Really."
She asked what I was doing and told her sitting and talking to Justin. She wanted to know why he was still there. I told her I had gone back to sleep because I was hung over and just couldn't take him home yet. "Are you two talking about me?" she asked. I laughed. "Yea," I said, "we're talking about how hot you are." She seemed uneasy, but, then I told her to quit worrying and everything was fine. I kept stroking his cock and asked Amber if she wanted to talk to Justin and before she could say anything, I handed him the phone. "Hey, Amber" he said and I was already between his legs and taking his cock in my mouth. They made small talk while I sucked his cock. I heard him say "Come over now, don't be embarrassed," but I was lost sucking him off. He was getting into it, talking to her, while I gave him head. He took his free hand and pushed my head up and down, demanding that I quicken the pace. "No," Justin said, "he ran to the bathroom, I think, just come over." Just as he said "Goodbye and I'll have him call you right back," he blew a small load in my mouth.

I smiled at him and told him, "Listen, she's not just going to fuck you, I'm going to have to set this up." He said he wanted a picture of me, but, I begged off saying, "If she knows what's going on, she's liable to tell us both to fuck off." He seemed calmed a little and said, "I want to fuck her today." I told him, "OK, I'll try to set it up, I promise." With that, he rolled over onto his stomach and very sternly told me "lick my asshole, bitch." I can't believe it, but, without a word or thought, I thrust my tongue into his ass. I worshiped his ass, the backs of his legs, and his back. I open mouth kissed the back of his neck, his neck and his legs and ass. I took my tongue and played with his asshole, burying my tongue and nose into his ass. He and I thoroughly enjoyed it and I was rock hard again. While I did it, I asked if it was okay to jack off and he told me it wasn't. So, I just serviced his backside for about 20 minutes. He was clearly in charge now and I wasn't about to disobey him.

He got up and said he wanted to shower. I said he could use the master bathroom and I said I would shower also. "OK," he said, "but, come with me for a minute." He took me into the guest room and went into the dresser. He pulled out a pair of panties (that I used to wear) and said, "You going to wear these tonight?" I told him they weren't mine but he laughed and told me that I was full of shit. "I want to see you in those." I told him that if Amber saw me in those, she'd never stick around to have sex. He said nothing and went to take a shower. I took one in the guest bathroom. I wondered if this guy went through all my personal stuff while I slept.

After we were done showering and dressed, Amber came. My heart raced, wondering if she had any idea of what was going on. More in a bit.

 

[kevinsslave]

Amber came dressed in her work clothes. She looked great and gave me a very passionate kiss hello. She was nervous and I got us all a drink and we all sat in the living room. I whispered to her, "Everything's okay, quit being nervous." We talked about everything but the night before. We drank and drank. The hours passed and finally everyone started to loosen up. Justin and Amber relaxed, further, with a little herb. By now, it was close to 9:00 p.m. and Amber snuggled close to me. We started to kiss and I could see that she was horny. She rubbed her socked feet on my legs and I suggested we go upstairs. Justin looked pissed, but, I motioned him to come with us. Amber was clearly intoxicated and looked confused. "Come on," I said, "it will be alright."

We got to the bedroom and she and I stood together and kissed. I took her shirt off and layed her on the bed. I slid her pants off and moved to her panties and started open mouth kissing her pussy. Justin, meanwhile, had taken his shirt and jeans off and kneeled next to Amber on the bed. She reached up and gently massaged his cock. She rolled to her side and started kissing his cock through his underwear. I moved to her back and kissed her pussy and ass from behind. Justin took his underwear off and she started to blow him. He let her suck him for a while and I had, by this time, taken her panties off and was eating her out. She was soaking wet. Finally, Justin moved her head off his cock and pushed her on her back, spreading her legs. She had her eyes closed so I didn't know what she was thinking as he entered her. He thrust deeply and quickly like he was fucking a piece of meat. She didn't seem that enthralled with it and I didn't know what to do. I moved to her feet and kissed them, gently, while he fucked her. Occasionally, I'd pretend I missed her foot and gently lick his foot. She had no idea, but, he did. He thrust so rapidly that I knew he wasn't going to last long and he didn't, he came in her (she's on the pill). Now, it was my turn, and clearly I got sloppy seconds, but, I could care less. His cum leaked from her and her pussy was enlarged. I fucked her deeply and slowly, gradually speeding up my pace. She moaned and I kissed her neck and chest. I thrust deeper and kept up a great rhythm and, within a few more minutes, she tensed and came. All the while, Justin just laid there and watched. I kept going, now faster until I came in her.

We were all exhausted and all, soon, fell asleep in my bed. Amber slept next to me and wanted me to hold her and I did. We didn't talk that night, but, did the next day.

 

[marys_pet]

The train wreck continues.

 

[kevinsslave]

The train wreck continues.

I suppose so. I wanted to write more, before, but Justin sent word to me (in a manner of speaking) that it was time for me to service him. He simply now emails me a pic like this and I have 30 minutes to get to his apartment and service him. So, I just ran to his place, gave his cock a good sucking, swallowed his load and filled his pockets with some cash for a night out with his friends.

Back to my continuing saga. The next morning, Justin and I awoke and I had to get him home as he had to work that day. Amber was still asleep when we left. On the way home, Justin made clear that he considered Amber "his." I told him that if he really wanted Amber, he'd better learn how to please her instead of just sticking his cock in her and thrusting until he came. "Really," he said, "my cock seems to be pretty good to you, I'm sure she feels the same way." I shook my head and, for about the 5th time, made a mistake by talking before I thought. "You're wrong, you can pretty much piss on me and I'd still suck your cock whenever you wanted. You just don't get it, I'm totally into the submission thing with you, she's not." He asked me what the fuck that meant. "Look," I said, "I've wanted to suck your cock, to serve you for a long, long time. The more you dominate me and use me, the more I like it." He seemed puzzled. I was tired and a little cranky so I just said, "I like being your slave, your cock slave, get it. That turns me on. Like worshiping feet." Now he understood and said, "That's nice to know, you're my slave. So, you'll do anything I say, right?" I told him "yes." He laughed at the thought. I dropped him off, but, before he left, he made a few things clear. First, we would continue to double fuck Amber, but, he always went first. Fine by me. Second, I was to do whatever he told me to, including taking pictures of me on his cock. I said I would (but the picture thing bothered me).

I told him that he had to learn how to last longer and how to fuck a woman. "I'll blow you earlier in the day when we're going to hook up with Amber," I said. "You'll last longer, that way." He liked the idea. I also told him that he could use my mouth to practice fucking. "Well," he said, "that's fine, but, I'm going to take your ass, too." I was fine with that. Also, I told him, I'd work on Amber so that she was less nervous and uncertain about everything.

On my way home, I noticed Sheila had called my cell several times. I also saw all of Amber's calls from the day before. I just didn't have the heart or right mindset to call Sheila. When I got home, Amber was waking up. We sat together in bed and talked. She said she didn't understand why the whole 2 guy thing was turning her on, but, it did. She asked if I was alright. I told her I was. I asked her how she felt about Justin and she said something like "he's hot and has a nice package, he just doesn't know how to use it." I laughed. She said she thought he was somewhat of an ass, but, all the time she had been with Eric she knew Justin wanted her and that seemed to arouse her. "Fucking your husband's best friend," she said, "it's so taboo that I wanted to do it. I hope he tells Eric how you two took me last night." I told her that I'm sure he would. She asked why I seemed to enjoy it and I kind of said something like "threesomes are fun to try, I've always wondered" (a complete lie, but she didn't know).

We started to make out and, unbelievably, I had the strength to fuck her again. And, I fucked her for what seemed like an hour. She came, I came and we went back to sleep for awhile. I wanted her to get sleep because I was hoping I could arrange a private night of sex for her and Justin that night. And, boy, did I get my wish.

 

[kevinsslave]

That night, Justin came over. Amber and I already had some to drink and she, again, seemed nervous. But, we all sat and drank awhile and, again, Amber and Justin got high. This time, we all joked a little about the sex and I could feel sexual tension in the air. At some point, when Justin was in the bathroom, I told Amber I was tired and going to bed. She seemed surprised. I told her to have fun without me. She seemed puzzled and asked what that meant. I told her it meant she should have fun tonight. I know she wanted more of an explanation but I wasn't going to give her one. I did go upstairs to bed and did not intend on sleeping, but, I did doze off (I really had not slept much in the last couple days and was physically and mentally tired).

I awoke maybe 2 hours later and heard music playing downstairs. I crept, quietly to the edge of the steps and strained to listen to what was going on. I heard nothing and figured they'd fallen asleep (I guessed they hadn't gone out because she wouldn't have left music playing). Still, I waited for a minute and then slowly started downstairs. Halfway down, I heard that incredible sound of sex. I could hear her moaning lightly and heard Justin's soft groans. I wanted to go back up, but, I wanted to see as well. I crept through the foyer (the music was actually fairly loud so I figured they couldn't or wouldn't hear me) and tiptoed into the formal living room. I have two French doors which connect the formal living room to the family room/great room. I normally don't go in that way and normally would come down the stairs, cut through the hall near the formal dining room and into the kitchen which connects with the great room.

Through the French doors, I saw what I wanted but must confess even I was slightly surprised. Justin had taken some rope (from the garage), apparently, and had Amber's wrists tied to the legs of the coffee table. Her legs were free, but, he was fucking her doggy style. Her head lay on the floor as he pounded her, every couple of seconds, giving her ass a light slap. This was amazing. I focused on the soles of her feet and wished that I could be there kissing them while he took her. He pulled out of her and said, "OK, now I'm taking your ass." I saw him grab a tube of KY jelly (again he had rummaged through my personal things) and start to put some on his cock and in and around her ass. She struggled a bit and I thought she said, "No, you fucking animal." For a minute, I was stunned, he was ****** her. I couldn't be sure if I heard correctly and waited a few seconds more to see if she screamed or struggled (I mean I was in shock, somewhat) when he said, "What was that bitch?" and she responded, "Oh, just fuck me." He entered her ass and now her moans were audibly louder. I watched in amazement as he plowed her ass, her tied up, begging him to take her. In 2 days, this guy had made me and Amber his bitches. Amazing. Now, he grabbed her hair, thrusting into her and slowly pulling back. It didn't take long until he tensed and came.

He gently pulled his cock out and sat back (his back was still to the French doors and me). Amber laid on the ground, her wrists still tied and she breathed heavily. Amber asked, "Please untie me, now," and Justin responded with "What did you say?" and I mean gave her a hard slap on her ass. "Nothing," she mumbled. "Good," he said. "I want your man to find you like this," he said. "Come on, Justin, don't fuck around, he'll kill us." Justin laughed and said, "I doubt it." He stood up, put his underwear and pants on and went and put his shoes on. He then stood over her, his shoes near her face. "What do you say?" he said. "Come on Justin, let me out, please....." he kicked her ass with his foot, gently and laughed. "Wrong answer, you were supposed to thank me." With that he grabbed his coat and headed through the kitchen, out the garage door and I heard his car start up.

Now, I didn't know what to do. Amber looked helpless and exhausted lying on her stomach, tied to the coffee table. There was slack (or extra rope) between her wrists and the table, so she could move her arms a little, but, not to the point where she could use her hands to untie herself (although she tried). I was in a dilemna, as I didn't want her to know I had watched and, yet, I didn't want to leave her there. I waited a couple minutes and then crept back through the foyer and around through the kitchen, pretending I had just woken up. When she saw me, she looked like she was about to cry. "Oh my God," she said, "I am so sorry, I can't believe this." I acted shocked, "What the fuck, what did he do to you?" She said, "Nothing, please untie me." I did and she snuggled against me and said, "Don't be mad."

"I won't, I said, "but what...." She then told me about how once I went to sleep, they flirted, they kissed, and, then, Justin said he knew about her fantasy about being tied up while she had sex. Eric had told him (Amber never let Eric tie her up, but, had told him that was a fantasy). Justin said they should try it and she was just ***** and horny enough to give it a try. She saw me looking at the KY jelly and said, "he took my ass, too, I'm sorry." I told her it was okay and I said her ass looked sore and red. She said it was and, truthfully, I couldn't help myself, I reached down and started to gently shower her ass with soft, wet kisses. She laid her head on a floor pillow and stretched out and I kept kissing. I could taste his still wet, smeared cum on her ass, but kept going. She sighed, "I'm glad you're not pissed," bent her legs up, at the knees, and said, "don't forget my feet." I moved to her soles and gently, softly and open mouth kissed those too.

She rolled onto her back and said, "Make me cum." I pulled my sweats off and fucked her then and there until she came. Then we went to bed with very little talk.

 

[kevinsslave]

One final note for the night. Amber was like an addict when I got home tonight. Justin hasn't been around Amber for a few days (but he has sure used my mouth a lot) and he did not let me join in the last time they had sex. I still have not fluffed him, Amber still doesn't know of my sexual submission to him, but, I have had to, to some degree, grant him control over when and where I can have sex with Amber. She knows this and wants him to have control of us.

"Come on, baby, I need to have sex, I need closeness, I need to come." I told her he'd be pissed if we did. She said he'd never know, but, I said, "You'll tell him and then we'll both be fucked." She promised she wouldn't but we've been down this road another time. "No one fucks me like you," she said, "he almost never makes me cum, you always do." I was weak and horny and caved and had sex with her. I'll pay for it, I'm sure as she'll probably tell him. Hell, she came, so I did what she wanted me to and, when push comes to shove (figuratively) she'll tell him now that I gave her what she wanted.

This has turned out strange. We are not, really, in a traditional cuck lifestyle, now. It's more like he's the Master/dominant one and we are both submissive/slaves. It's definitely different. Strange too how we got here in only 2 months. I'll write more tomorrow.

 

[kevinsslave]

A couple of days went by without hearing from Justin and, that, I assumed was that. Amber tried to explain why being tied up turned her on and it, basically, came down to an erotic desire to be submit to a dominant man. The catch was her fantasy ran to men who, basically, she didn't like and that treated her like a piece of meat (sound familiar cucks-so many of you have these desires of having your enemies dominate you and fuck your wife). I certainly have had and do have these desires (in wanting to submit to both males and females), I never really ran into a woman that had these deep submission desires.

Well, 2 days later, Justin re-appeared. He called me while I was at work and demanded that I go his place and blow him. I did go this place and he was clearly in a mischievous mood. Before I could say "Hello," he said "Get down and drain my cock." I went to take my suit jacket off and he said, "Leave it on, let's go." I dropped to my knees as he stood in his living room and pulled his sweat pants down. I started to kiss his cock through his underwear to get him nice and hard. "That's it," he said, "make out with that cock, tongue it." I did and he grew large. While I did, I probed around his ass with my finger. He took his underwear down and laid on his couch on his stomach. "Rim me, now." I moved to his ass and truly tongued it, kissed it, licked it and, passionately, worshiped it. He rolled over and on to his cock I went. I sucked hard and fast and he quickly blew his load into my mouth.

After a few minutes, he said he was going to be at my house at 6:00 to see Amber. Before I could say anything, he said, "She knows, she'll be there." I told him I had 3 cases in a county night court and couldn't be home until probably 8:00. "You weren't invited," he said and with that, he told me to leave.

I didn't call Amber because, obviously, she made these plans and chose not to tell me. She also knew I'd be in night court so....Night court seemed to last forever and my mind couldn't concentrate on anything but what was probably going on at my house. At 8:00, I still wasn't done when my cell phone rang. It was my home number and I rushed outside the court to listen to the voice message. It was Justin and told me that I had 15 minutes to get home. I tried calling back, but, no one picked up. I went back in, finished my last case and, while I was wrapping that one up, I felt my cell phone vibrating again. I finished and went outside. In my car, my heart was beating and I was breathing heavy. Again, it was Justin, telling me that I was late and he couldn't wait any more.

I raced home, nervous as to what I would find. No one in the great room, no one downstairs. Amber's car was in the drive so I knew she was there. I found her in my bedroom. Again, she was tied to the bed, but, this time, she wore an outfit. She had black thigh highs on and a black French maid type outfit. Her panties were off (but, the black, mini skirt was on and pulled up near her hips) and at the bottom of the bed. Dried cum was all over her ass. She had a blindfold on. As I went to her, I heard a car beeping in the street and saw Justin in his car, waving, as he sped off. This time, her wrists were tied together and attached to a single post in the middle of the headboard. She called out my name and I took the blindfold off. Her ass was red and it was clear that Justin had spanked her ass. I untied her and she rolled over towards me, kissing my neck and whispering in my ear, "Make love to me." Why all this got me hard was beyond me, but, it did and I made passionate love to her. Again, it didn't take much to make her cum.

More later.

 

[kevinsslave]

Amber and I didn't talk in extensive detail about her desires, but, she did tell me that while I could dominate her, sexually, she had deep feelings for me and, because of that, I just couldn't fulfill her desire to have a man use her and degrade her (she didn't use the term "degrade" but I knew what she meant). She loved riding my cock (she said "making love") and loved that I could satisfy her, but, she needed a "dick" (she used that term) to treat her that way. I understood in more ways than she knew, but, since I wasn't married to her, and wasn't planning on any long term thing, the whole thing was interesting to me.

I had blown off Sheila enough that she had had enough. I took her out to dinner and she could see my attention had wandered or waned. She told me to straighten the fuck up before I called her again. I was heart broken, but, figured I needed time to straighten out my head. Kristy was so out of the picture that I barely spoke to her. Still, I hadn't and haven't sought a divorce. I spent Christmas and Christmas Eve with Sheila and the day after Christmas with Kristy. I know I'm winding my way back to Sheila (and, yet, I had a wonderful time with my wife, but, these are things to talk about at another time-I need to get this out about Justin and Amber).

Amber and I saw Justin 3 days after the last meeting and it was the night before Amber's final hearing in court on her dissolution from Eric. I knew he was coming that night as I, again, was called by him to suck him off earlier that day. That night, she changed into her maid's outfit before Justin arrived. She was noticeably nervous and embarrassed (I told her not to be, she had to follow her passion and I was right there). Justin arrived as cocky as ever. He had a bag and, in it, was a slave collar with a chain. He approached Amber and placed it around her neck. She didn't fight it and when it was clamped on, he simply said, "On your knees." She complied. He looked at me and said, "We used your credit card to buy her collar." I said that was fine. "I know," he said, "Let's get some shit straight." He sat on the chair, put his feet on the ottoman, and told Amber to get him a beer. She started to walk to the kitchen and he said, "No, on your hands and knees." She complied and crawled to the kitchen. When she returned, she handed him the beer and he said, "Massage my feet." She went to his feet and rubbed them.

"OK," he said, "Let's get this straight. She's mine now, you both understand that?" I said, "No," but before I could say more, she said, "We understand." He continued, "You can fuck her whenever you want if I say it's OK, but, when I'm here or with you, she answers to me and only me." He smiled. "Come closer," he said to her and, when she did, he said, "take your panties off." She did and he thrust his finger into her pussy. "Any problems so far?" I mumbled "no" and Amber said it louder. "Good, you want your reward, Amber?" he said and she nodded her head up and down. "Suck that cock then." She was like an animal, pulling his pants and underwear down and sucking his cock. She kept spitting on it, while she sucked the head and used her hand to jack off his shaft.

"Get your rope," he said to her. He again tied her to the coffee table and took her doggy style. As he fucked her, he slapped her ass, harder and harder. It was strange watching, but, I didn't say anything because this is what she wanted. She moaned as he thrust into her and he stopped, pulled mostly out of her, and said, "Tomorrow, we're going to have a little party here to celebrate Eric's freedom from your slut ass." She said, "Yes," and he slapped her ass, hard. "Yes?" he said. She looked back at him, puzzled. He slapped her ass again. "Yes, what?" he said. "Yes, Justin," she said. He slapped her ass again. "Yes, sir," she said. Again he slapped her ass. "Yes....Master?" she said. "That's better." He re-inserted his cock into her again. After a minute, he pulled mostly out and said. "At our party, I'm bringing Eric and Bill over, too. You'll serve them like you serve me, got it?" She paused and he slapped her ass again, "Yes, Master," she said. With that, he said, "Do you want my come?" She nodded, put her head down to the floor and he re-inserted his cock and started fucking her fast and deep. He blew his load in her and pulled out.

"You can fuck her, now," he said and I moved over to untie her wrists. "Clean her out, first." I looked at him and he said, "Eat your woman's pussy." I paused. She looked at me and whispered, "please." So, with her hands tied up, I thrust my mouth into her pussy and ate her out, swallowing his cum. After a few minutes, he got up, said, "Fuck her how ever you want, I'll see you tomorrow," and left.

I untied her and before I could say anything she rolled on her back and pulled me on top of her. She really had a glazed look in her eyes and started kissing me, saying "Oh God, fuck me, fuck me, baby," and she grabbed my cock, jerking it and putting it near her pussy. She thrust her tongue down my throat and I fucked her long and hard. I actually made her come twice before I came and we collapsed in a heap on the floor.

It took all our energy to make it to bed. In bed, she kept kissing my neck and chest and, I couldn't believe it, she said "I love you. I love you so much." I don't know if all this wildness was just ******** her bare emotions and desires and making her act so vulnerable or what. But, she clung to me all night and the next morning.

 

[Bradley]

Great story, keep it up

Not sure what to call you....

Thanks for posting, please continue to keep us posted. I do love the trainwrecks....

 

[kevinsslave]

Not sure what to call you....

How about insane? lol.

OK, so the next day (the day of the final dissolution hearing), I took Amber out to lunch and we ended up having a looooongggg talk. I told her that I really was puzzled about the whole Justin thing. I thought she couldn't stand him. "I can't," she said, "I have no romantic interest in him, I don't want to date him, kiss him or anything." But, she'd let him tie her up and fuck her up the ass. "That's just it," she went on, "It's because I dislike him so much that it such a turn on to have him treat me like his sex toy." She asked if I ever had fantasies about women that I couldn't stand. Of course I had and they were mostly all the same, the women completely fucking dominated me and treated me like a slave (I didn't tell her that, I just told her that, indeed, I had). What Amber didn't know was that I had fantasies and real life experience with some guys in much the same way she had Justin. I got how she felt, I guess it's just strange to realize a woman can feel that way. I'm sure many of you cucks who dream of fluffing your hated rival so that he can fuck your wife understand.

Anyway, I told her that I didn't want the whole Justin, Bill and Eric disso fuck party taking place at my house. She pleaded with me to allow it and to be there. She said she felt safe as long as I was there or close by. She took her shoe off and rubbed my leg with her foot under the table and, in an innocent, sweet tone, said, "Please, do it for me." I told her I'd think about it. Before I got back to the office, I saw on my cell phone that Justin was summoning me. So, I drove to his place and, just as I walked in his door, he closed it, behind me, told me to get on my knees and service him. He was already rock hard and he told me he'd been thinking of all the ways he was going to have Amber fuck and suck that night. As I sucked him off, he told me how he was going to cum in her mouth, her ass and her pussy. He told me that Bill and Eric were also going to fill her with their cum. He blew his load in my mouth as he fantasized. When he was done, he told me, "I'm going to fucking treat her like the ***** she is. She doesn't like me, huh?" Before I could answer, he said, "She may not like me, but she loves my cock, doesn't she?" I told him "Yes" and he just laughed at me.

So, I told him I wasn't sure about them using my house, but, he just laughed some more, sat down on his couch, and stuck his foot right on my lips. He rubbed his foot there and I began to kiss it. After a minute or so, he pulled his foot away and said, "So, we can't use your house, huh?" I leaned forward to grab his foot and worship it some more, lost in my fetish, and said, "No, no, you can, whatever....." and, thankfully, he let me have both his feet for a few minutes. He also allowed me to masturbate while I sucked and kissed his feet and I blew a load all over my stomach.

Now, I was tired, and instead of heading back to the office, I went home, told Amber to come over in a while and I took a nap. More soon.

 

[kevinsslave]

About 5:00, Amber came and woke me up. Justin was on her cell phone and wanted to talk to me. I was to go to the mall, pick out some appropriately slutty outfits for her to wear and have her dressed and ready to go when the boys got there at 8:00. I drove to a store near the mall and found a really slutty looking pink and black striped halter bra with matching tie sides thong and thigh high stockings. Also, picked up a pair of pink mary jane shoes with 4 inch heels and pink fishnet wrist gloves. Just in case Justin didn't like that outfit, I bough a black v cut bustier and g string set with matching black fishnet thigh high stockings and a pair of black pumps with 5 1/2 inch heels.

When I got home, I dressed Amber in the pink and black halter bra outfit. Both of us were nervous and so we drank some wine. At 7:55, she put her collar on and I attached the strap. She sat on the floor on her knees and waited for the guys to arrive. At a little past 8:00, they were knocking on my door. Clearly, they had been drinking and getting high all late afternoon and early evening. Justin walked in first and snapped his fingers at Amber. She crawled over to him and he pointed to his cock. She kissed it through his pants. "Did you miss my cock?" he asked. She nodded and said, "Yes, Master." Bill, a shorter guy (maybe 5' 8" but clearly muscular and tough as nails) laughed hysterically. Eric just stared and smiled.

The guys sat down and Justin said, "Hey, Eric, remember when your slut ex-wife here was going to fuck us both if we gave her enough money?" Eric said, "Yeah, I remember." Justin laughed, looked at Amber, and said, "Tonight, bitch, you pay us to fuck you, you hear?" With that, he slapped her ass, hard, and said, "Go get us our money." She went to her purse and took out a roll of bills (definitely her tip money from work) and Justin counted it. "Only 200 hundred, well it will do." Now, he stood over her and said, "You look like you need fucked in that outfit." Amber just nodded and said, "I do, Master." Justin snickered, "Unzip my pants and do your thing." Amber unzipped his pants and kissed his cock long and hard. She licked the shaft, put her lips around his cock head, licked it, french kissed it, you name it. Justin grabbed her collar strap and turned her around. "Pull your panties to the side, bitch, don't take them off and beg me to fuck you." She pulled her panties to the side, ******** her pussy and said, "Fuck me, please." Justin said, "You're being a bitch to my friends," slapped her ass and continued, "show Billy how much you like him." Bill sat down on the ottoman and Amber unzipped his jeans, took out his cock and started sucking it. Justin rammed his cock into her and started fucking her. The three of them had an incredible rhythm going. Eric sat on the couch and slowly jacked off. Once and a while, he would say, "You like that Amber, you little slut." Eric definitely was a cuckold fantasy guy. Bill's cock was a little bigger than average and Amber choked on it several times as he thrust it deep down her throat, fucking her mouth. Justin kept fucking her from behind and slapping her ass. Finally, Bill moaned and started to cum in her mouth. She coughed and Justin started to go a little crazy, slapping her ass, telling her "Don't spill a drop, slut." She swallowed it all and now Justin said, "Tell your ex what a ***** you are and how bad you want to taste his cum." She was moaning, but, groaned, "Oh, God, Eric, I'm such a *****, please let me suck your cock." Eric now sat on the ottoman and Amber took his cock in her mouth. She was sucking like crazy and Eric was fucking her mouth at incredible speed. She had to let his cock go for a minute, put her head down, started to moan and shudder and, then, for the first time (with Justin), she came. Justin just laughed and pulled his cock out, grabbing the tube of ky jelly and lathering it on his cock and in her ass. "Suck your ex's cock," he shouted and she went back to work. Justin jammed his cock, roughly, into her ass and she moaned. Again, there was an incredible rhythm.

Now, Eric pulled out, and started to jack off until he came all over Amber's face and hair. Maybe a minute later, Justin thrust deep in her ass and shuddered as he filled her ass with cum. Amber collapsed on the floor and Justin, Eric and Billy all kind of high fived and laughed. Justin kicked her in her ass and said, "What do you say, bitch?" Amber whispered, "Thank you Master, thank you Eric, thank you Bill." Now, Justin said, "Go ahead Eric, whip that bitch." With that, Eric took his hand and started to slap Amber's ass several times. Finally, he stopped and laughed.

I had watched in amazement at all of this and now Justin said, "Go ahead, take care of your woman." Amber came to me and Justin said, "Go ahead, kiss her." I really didn't have any desire to taste Eric's or Bill's cum, but, I didn't feel like fighting, I just wanted them to leave. So, I kissed her and then he said, "OK, you two, you have a nice romantic night." They all laughed and left. Amber was sticky and wet with cum. "Can you get me a towel?" she said and I ran and got a wet wash cloth and towel and wiped her as best as I could. The phone rang it was Justin. "No shower for her, tonight, you sleep with her like that. I'll know if you give her a shower. I'll find out, so don't fucking do it." I could hear Bill and Eric laughing in the background.

I hung up and said, "Fuck that, let's get you in the shower." She nodded her head and said, "No. We have to do it his way. Please, it will make it better for us." I had no idea what she was talking about, but, didn't feel like fighting. We went and layed in bed. She snuggled, but, clearly didn't want anymore sex, so, I was solo for the night. She fell asleep, snuggling next to me. I watched a football game for a while and went downstairs to clean up.

The next morning, she woke up as frisky and horny as could be. She took her feet and ran and rubbed them up and down my legs. "See," she said, "that wasn't so bad, was it?" I didn't know if she meant her not showering or the sex I witnessed, but, either way, I didn't know what to say. She went down to suck my cock, but, was sort of in the 69 position with her ass and pussy over my face and her feet on either side of my head. As she sucked me, she thrust her pussy and her ass downward, into my mouth. I gladly gave her oral sex while she sucked me off. We made each other come and, then, lay there in bed. "I love you," she said. I didn't know what to say, but, she didn't seem to care that I didn't answer, she just lay there with me, rubbing my shoulders and chest.

More later.