A continuation at someone’s request, feedback and input is always appreciated. This is a direct continuation so please read part 1.
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I sat and fumed to the sound of them for a while then busied myself with some chores as I went through the entire situation a few times. While I know I could have thrown him out, I figured Sara deserved some consideration. I had agreed and I hadn’t set out explicit rules of when they could meet or that it needed to be a swap. Did this mean I had a free rein too?
Also, what was with the dirty talk? Was it just because of porn or was she so turned on? Some of the worst was her implying I wasn’t a real man or my dick wasn’t as good. Which I guess in this case it wasn’t. I kept wandering around the apartment, purposefully avoiding the area near the bedroom. Eventually I heard the door open and close and I made my way towards my wife.
She was still lying in the bedroom, covered by a thin sheet. She had a contented look on her face and her breathing was slow and even. “Hey baby,” I said softly.
“Mmmm, hey babe,” she answered, rolling towards me. “I feel so good. Why didn’t you tell me it would be like this.” Her words hurt but still I wanted her to be happy.
“Ha, I just thought you knew.”
“It was so much better than toys or your tongue. His dick just felt so good.” She was still half in a sex coma so she didn’t realize how her words hurt.
I stood to go. “We can talk later.”
“Ok,” she said and rolled back over.
The room still smelled of sex and my own shame hurt too. I returned to the kitchen where I poured myself another drink. My shame and anger started to merge and quickly downed the drink. I wanted revenge but I wasn’t sure against whom. I was angry at Sara but nonetheless I loved her and wanted her to be happy. I had also agreed and failed to set any boundaries. Her words still rattled around my head, calling him a real man and her moans of pleasure from a dick that most women wouldn’t even feel.
I also wanted revenge on Harry. I wanted him to watch as I turned his wife into a cock crazed slut. I knew he had one, she had been mentioned earlier. I pulled up his socials on my phone. He wasn’t overly hard to find and after some 15 minutes searching I found him. I started laughing before too long. The woman he had sent my wife pictures of was not his wife. As far as I knew they were stock photos. Looking through his pictures a story started to take place. What was even more ridiculous was that I knew his wife as well.
While this was all suspected from pictures and might be wrong, it was the story I told myself. Harry and Olivia had been students together. There were coupley pictures of them together in graduation garb. They were both young and full of life. Harry was short but pretty built at that time, about 9 years ago. He had found some job, a supervisor at some company that built appliances listed as occupation, which he was still at. Through the years he lost a step and you could see him get fatter and balder after they married. That said, he wasn’t that old or out of shape, at least not too much for my wife. Ultimately though, he was a short aging guy with a boring job, a boring public life, and a smoking hot wife.
Olivia was around 5’ 7” and liked to wear heels. Most pictures of them had her towering over him. There was also a noticeable distancing that started to occur about a year after they married. I suppose not so differently from ourselves. Anyways, in her most recent pictures and consistent with how I knew her, she was tall, dark haired, and fit. She was thick in the gym sort of way with fantastic thighs and an ass I couldn’t help but stare at. Her bust was small but she carried herself in such a way that her small curves were accentuated. Her arms were also strong but she wasn’t bulky. Lastly her face was pretty with darkly accented features. Imagine greek or italian coloring with possibly a touch of the middle east.
She had been known to flirt around the gym though I don’t know if anyone took it further with her. She was charming though and would ask me for the occasional spot. I also knew she worked at a local bar we didn’t frequent due to Sara’s aversion to them. A plan began to take place in my mind. I walked back out to the living room and noticed Sara’s phone sitting out. I unlocked it and took a quick peek at her messages. It seems that there wasn’t anything other than what she said between her and Harry. However I forwarded their messages to me and the pictures of his apparent partner.
I checked on Sara but she was passed out. Figuring there was no time like the present, I headed out to walk the few blocks to Olivia’s bar. I ran through scenarios of showing her the texts and then ravishing her in the bathroom but dismissed those ideas as actual fantasy. Instead I was going to have a drink and observe her if she was there. Hasty actions would only yield poor results. The walk downtown was fortunately short and I quickly found the right bar. It was a nice place its way. Lots of seats with leather scattered around and a long bar that was polished to a nice shine. It was bright in some places with plenty of dark nooks. It was maybe a quarter full though it had a buzz that promised a much larger crowd later tonight.
Olivia was milling around at the far side of the bar and I took a seat near the entrance. I ordered a beer from the other bartender and settled in. She was efficient about her business though she didn’t flirt too much except when a clear regular came in. So it seemed part of her personality to flirt but not something special to me or the gym. I finished the beer and paid my tab figuring I had calmed down some and should think before doing.
“Alex!” someone cried out behind me. I turned and Olivia was making her way over. As she approached my pulse raised a little and I relearned how sexy this woman was. She fought her way through the crowd and gave me a big hug. “Hey big guy, nice to see you out!”
I put on a smile, “Well I was feeling some wanderlust and thought I would check out your place for a bit.”
She laughed and slapped my chest, letting her hand rest there for a second. “Well I hope it lived up to expectations. You should have come down to my end and said hi.”
“You seemed busy and I didn’t want to intrude.”
“Tut tut tut, you should have anyways, I always like seeing you.” She said that and then gave me an up and down with her eyes.
“Next time I will, I promise.”
“Nah, next time you’re coming out with my friends and I. You can bring that pretty little wife of yours.”
“Haha, will you be bringing your husband.” I teased back.
Her face fell a little, like I had brought up something unpleasant. “He’s not a lot of fun. So probably not, I think I’d prefer a stud like you.” She blushed at that last sentence. “Welp, I better get back to it, thanks for coming in. Oh , and we’ll be out tomorrow night, why don’t you call me?” She asked then gave me a wadded up paper. “Its my number!”
She ran off before I could wish her a good night and I exited. Despite that pleasant interaction I still felt a bit restless. Olivia would be a fun hunt though. I decided I would head back since I was going out tomorrow. The edge was taken off of my anger though the hurt still lay underneath. I could tell Sara was up as I approached the apartment.
“Sara!” I called out as I entered.
“In the kitchen!” I walked over and sat on a stool facing her over the minbar. “There’s some dinner if you’re hungry. Thanks for cleaning earlier.”
I wasn’t quite sure how to respond. I was hungry and it was kind of her to make something but I was still angry. “We need to talk about earlier,” I finally blurted out.
She spun around, “What is there to talk about? You said I could do it and I did. You gave consent.” I raised up my hands to slow her down, I had thought I’d be dominating this discussion as the hurt party but she continued. “If you weren’t ready you should have said let’s talk about it. I deserve to have this, especially when you can’t give it.”
The last line felt like it struck me across the face and reignited my anger. “And what about me! I also have had to be celibate thae last two years.”
“Oh! That’s what it’s about? You getting your dick wet!” She responded, her blue eyes looked like chips of ice and I could see the flush of anger rising into her face.
“No, well in part. But physical intimacy. We haven’t even been close except to sleep recently. Then you bring this guy in and slobber all over him.”
“You joined in! I saw how hard you were watching us. Are you acting like you didn’t enjoy it too?”
“I’m acting like I wasn’t an equal partner.”
“So what? You want to bang some slut in front of me? I can find you a prostitute. Is that what you want.”
“No!” I responded, some of the fight taken out of me as I was reminded how inexperienced Sara was. “I thought we’d swap with a couple. Maybe even a threesome. Instead I stood there while he took what I couldn’t have.”
She wasn’t ready to make up though. “Well that’s too bad. It’s how it’s going to be. You even said I deserve to have these experiences, that I deserve to feel good and be happy. You’ll just have to make peace with it, and soon.”
“What do you mean, and soon?”
“Someone else is coming over tomorrow! And they even have a partner for sure, because I care about your feelings.” She said this as tears started to fill her eyes. “Sorry I want us to be happy. I just figured you’re a catch and would be able to find your own lovers to replace me.”
“Sara, I just wanted to talk about it first. I want some boundaries. I just wanted to have a defined way of acting and to know each other’s limits. Do you get that.”
She sniffled a bit and nodded. “Tomorrow, we can talk tomorrow. I should get cleaned up. You eat.” She then ran off to the room and I let her go.
I looked in the oven and there was a covered bowl of some pasta concoction. It smelled delicious but tasted like ash as I ate. I thought about Sara’s apparent naivete and was unsure whether I was playing the fool. I also thought about Olivia and how she spoke about Harry, how I would think of him in any other context.
I finished eating and washed my bowl before heading to the room. Sara was trying on some outfits and I sat facing her. I watched for a second as my penis started to react to her pale body. “So, who are these people we’ll be seeing tomorrow?”
“Oh, so now you’re game?”
“Come on, let’s not fight. I just want to know who they are. You look excited and you clearly are trying to look good.”
She let out a long breath. “Well I’ll have competition. I better look good.”
“Don’t worry honey, you’re gorgeous. Just have fun, your makeup will get messed up anyways and the point is for the clothes to come off.” She smiled at that and things felt a little more normal.
“Ok, we’ll worry about it tomorrow.
***
We went to sleep without further argument. The next day was pretty standard. Work, gym, dinner then preparation. I cleaned the house while Sara prepared. She found a cute outfit and did her makeup. As the time approached I went to talk to her.
She was humming to herself as she tried on an outfit.
“It’s almost nine babe,” I said while I checked myself over. “Are you about ready?”
“Yep, they’ll be here soon, why don’t you let me wrap myself up and I’ll be right out.”
I smiled and went to the living room to wait. A minute or two later the doorbell rang and I answered the door. Outside there were two people waiting. One was a short man, even shorter than Sara, slim and almost feminine. His partner though was the total opposite. She was around 5’9” and intense. She was wearing black leather thigh high boots that encased slim thighs leading to a slim waist and flat stomach.She wore a white t-shirt crop top under a black leather jacket. Her chest was impressive as well. Her face was pretty and there was a stud piercing in her nose. Half of her head was shaved and the rest of her hair was a brilliant artificial red.
“Come in,” I said, gesturing. She entered and checked me over.
“I’m Kathryn. You certainly weren’t what I was expecting,” she said.
“I’m Alex. You’re also quite the surprise,” I answered as we both ignored her partner. “Sara will be right out. Would you like something to drink?”
“I’ll take a dark and stormy if you have it, he’ll have warm water.” I kind of looked over and shrugged my shoulders. He could ask for something different if he wanted. I quickly made her drink and brought it over. She took it after making contact between my fingers and hers. I started feeling a bit more comfortable falling into a more familiar interaction.
Sara made her entrance after a few minutes. Kathryn and I had struck up good conversation and were laughing and joking. Will on the other hand was sitting quietly with his warm water. We both stood to welcome Sara who quickly joined us. She sat with me on the love seat, playing the dutiful wife. Finally our discussion turned towards the reason they were here.
“I won’t lie, I was a bit worried when you contacted me,” Kathryn said, addressing Sara. “Normally we join couples where the woman is looking to emulate our relationship.” She gestured at Will who nodded.
Sara responded, “Well my husband can’t really please me and we had to look for alternatives.” I looked over to her with a disgruntled look. While accurate, it was shit way to say it.
Kathryn interjected before I had the opportunity, “Yes, it’s a bit odd though. He’d normally be quite a specimen. I’d imagine he’d be quite intimidating to men of Will’s stature. Will, what do you think?”
Will finally looked up and checked me over. “Yes, ma’am, I’d normally consider him my superior.” His answer made me uncomfortable and I imagine it showed on my face.
“Indeed, this will be a special project,” she said, looking at me like a piece of meat. “Either way, he needs to learn that you deserve pleasure your way.”
Sara smiled, “Right,” she said brightly. “He can have his fun but I need to feel that way again and he can’t do it.”
Kathryn stood up, “Come on then let’s go to the bedroom.”
The four of us moved to the bedroom. Will and Sara held hands leading the way. Her excitement was palpable despite Will’s apparent reticence to take the lead. As I passed by Kathryn, she slapped my ass and whispered, “Oh, this will be fun…”
Kathryn took charge as we entered. “Will, remove Sara’s clothes and warm her up with your tongue. Sara, sweety, you tell Will what you like. Make sure he works that tongue, he should barely be able to talk by the time he’s done.”
Sara beamed at this new dynamic. I had always been the more experienced, dominant one. She whispered something to will and they started removing layers as Kathryn turned to me. Once again, the fire in her eyes captivated me and I moved closer, wrapping my arms around her. Our mouths met in a conflagration and we started removing clothes like horny teenagers who hadn’t figured out that the logistics rarely worked out.
Sara’s vocalizations started as Will began diving in, the sounds which I had heard too little of contributed to my arousal as Kathryn and I made out. Eventually she pushed me back onto the love seat and stood in front of me. Her dominance was certainly erotic, black leather showing off her figure combined with her bright red hair and flashing eyes. Her corset was open on the top, moderately large breasts spilling out begging for attention and her bright red bush was neatly trimmed leading to a glistening fold. My cock was hard and she sashayed up to me, bending over at the hips and lightly kissing the head of my penis.
Rather that tease me, she then stepped up on the love seat and presented her neatly trimmed vagina to me and I dove in, my hands roughly grabbing her tight ass and holding her steady as her hands grabbed my hair and mashed my face against her. She was quick to respond and her hips gently thrust forward as she moaned in pleasure. I could feel her nectar coating my mouth and I let out a light growl which caused her to press harder against my face.
Sara’s moans hit a new pitch as she reached orgasm and there was some brief silence. Kathryn then added, “Will, why don’t you give her what she wants, your key is in my pants pocket.” I heard the jingling of a belt and a click but I was too enraptured with bringing Kathryn to orgasm to really process it.
“Mmm, how cute,” I heard Sara say and then Kathryn’s juices spilled forth and she clenched her thighs around my face, her orgams ripping through her. It was amazing and I continued lapping at her engorged clitoris. Finally she pushed back my head and the reprieve allowed me to hear Sara moaning lightly again.
I tried to look but Kathryn steadied my head as she sat straddling me. “Pay attention to me,” she said and ground herself over my erect penis. She was soaked down there and my penis was quickly lubed up. She kissed me again as Sara’s moans increased in intensity. She pulled back and looked into my eyes then smiled diabolically. “Stay.” She said like a dog and got up. She exited the room.
I could now see Sara laying on her back with her legs splayed open lewdly. Will was grinding his tiny dick against her opening and she was looking over the moon. “Please, please fuck me,” she said over and over again while he teased her opening. His slim frame looked like he could shatter at a moments notice and he looked a bit intimidated as I sat there with his wife’s juices all over me. My large cock had deflated a little and was now leaning towards them. I started rubbing it as he watched me, distracting him and Sara finally got her chance to get it in her pussy.
I gently stroked as the shock hit him. “Oh my god, you’re so tight.” he said as Sara almost instantly orgasmed and wrapped her legs around him. Kathryn reentered and looked over the scene for a second. SHe walked to the couple and slapped Will’s ass.
“You better not cum until she orgasms five more times,” she said loudly then walked over to me.
This time she faced away from me and sat over my erect cock so that it was between her legs and pointing out. Her slim legs left a fair bit of space for it to show and it looked a bit like it was hers. Her still wet lips rubbed against the base and my cock hardened in response.
She handed back a blindfold, “So you can’t look at what they do and have to pay attention to me.” I wrapped it around my face while she teased my cock. The blindness accentuated my other senses and the uncertainty heightened the eroticism of her subtle teasing. She then handed me a pair of metal rings that I quickly identified as handcuffs. “Put these on behind your back,” she instructed. I readily did so and she whispered, “good boy.”
Giving up control had really turned me on. I was rock hard and leaking precum. Kathryn had squeezed with her thighs and forced me to lean back so that the top of my ass was barely on the seat. Her hands also teased the tip. “Do you want me to tell you what they’re doing over there?” She asked.
I moaned in response, the sounds of flesh clapping made it pretty clear. “My pathetic husband is fucking the cum out of your innocent little wife. She’s bent over the bed and has her ass stuck out because my tiny dicked man can barely penetrate. How does that make you feel with your big, erect cock that could penetrate half a foot into me like that.”
Sara was practically screaming as Will pounded her. Kathryn continued, “my poor baby barely has any steam left. This is probably the first time he’s ever experienced a pussy that wasn’t already stretched out.” The cacophony from Sara and will grew in volume as she came again. “Your wife wanted to be such a slut but you couldn’t help her.”
A whimper practically came out of my mouth. Kathryn’s dirty talk turned me on so much I was ready to burst. Her hands were also working my cock while her thighs and pussy had formed a slick tunnel the base of my cock kept sliding through. She alternated between tightly grabbing the exposed part of my cock and stroking it until I nearly came then lightly grazing it with her fingernails. I could barely think with the stimulation combined with the lewd scenes described in front of us.
“I can see the strain on my husband’s face as he prepares to baste your wife with his dirty, unfit cum. She’s on top of him now. His face is as red as the marks he’s leaving on her hips while he holds on. You can hear her whimpering as works her hips like a woman possessed. She’s got one hand on his chest and the other crushing her poor little nipple. Do you wish she could do that for you?”
I was lost to lust at this point, unable to generate enough stimulation from her thighs and she was a master of getting me to the edge and backing off. “Yes!” I practically shouted.
“Would you like me to do that for you, I like thinking of your hard cock battering the back of my little pussy.” I finally heard grunting from the bed and a final scream from Sara. “Oh look, they finally came.” She had just finished stroking me and was edging me with careful strokes of her fingers.
I moaned, “Please let me cum.”
She laughed then spoke, “Will, Sara, maybe you guys could come help poor Alex out. She stood and must have turned around. I could tell my penis was standing straight up, red and angry at its denial.
Kathryn sat back down and I felt her breasts against my face and her ass held my penis between her cheeks. She kissed me and sampled the desire I had. Suddenly I felt fingers around my cock pulling it away from Kathryn’s magnificent ass. I couldn’t tell if it was Will or Sara but my wayward hips bucked forward the touch.
Normally, I would have recoiled at Will’s touch but I was so aroused I would have welcomed it right then. I felt a mouth around the head and another sucking my testicles. A finger was also teasing my asshole, something Sara knew I liked. Kathryn was still kissing me hungrily and I had already been turned up so high it barely took anything to bring me to the edge.
Kathry felt my body tensing and then removed my blindfold. I was looking directly into her emerald eyes as we breathed heavily towards each other. “Cum for me,” she said and I started to cum. She held my face steady and we stared into each other’s eyes. My mouth was open in a silent scream and my hips bucked. Hands wrapped around my cock and cupped my balls as I came buckets.
Finally my orgasm subsided and I relaxed into the chair. A mouth ran up and down my cock, cleaning me off. Kathryn was still on my lap but once they finished we sat up a little. She reached around and released my hands. She hugged me and I pulled her tight. “That wasn’t so terrible, right?” she asked.
“It wasn’t so terrible,” I said and smiled a bit. She settled her head on my shoulder and I saw Will and Sara with paper towels cleaning my cum off of themselves. Meanwhile Kathryn had settled in and was fully in my lap. She must have been tired out, hell, I was. She finally mumbled, “Alex take me to bed.”
“Ok,” I stood with her and walked over to the bed. She was a large woman and strong but she was still reasonably light. She pulled me in with her then stretched a little bit. I was enraptured with this dominant woman.
“Will, take off my corset and stockings. Sara clean yourself off and then you can join us here. Will will sleep in the living room.”
Sara nodded as she entered the bathroom to shower. Will was clearly practiced at this, he had her naked in less than a minute. She waved him off and then turned back to me. “Its nice to have a real man to tease, next time you’ll fuck me good.” I was half asleep but smiled after realizing that she hadn’t done anything except tease.
I wrapped Kathryn in my arms and she snuggled in sweetly, it was quite the change from her dominant persona. Sara eventually reentered and snuggled in behind me while we all fell asleep.
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