(I’ve gotten quite a few requests for one more bi-cuckold or/and sissy chapter, and decided it would be fun. As always, make sure to read prior chapters and my apologies for any grammar errors. I know it has been a while since I’ve written chapters, but we’re picking up where we left off with Rachel still pregnant.)
The next morning, Scott woke up lying face down in bed. He listened to the ocean waves outside and remembered the prior day’s activities, Paul owning his ass so completely. He had never been fucked by a man before, and felt like it had opened Pandora’s box. Scott wondered if Rachel had noticed….
As he thought over the possibilities, he felt his cock begin to leak precum beneath him. He pressed his erection into the mattress with alittle moan, which quickly caught Rachel’s attention.
“Save your energy baby, your cock is going to get a workout tonight.”
As Rachel arose from bed, she strolled around the room getting ready for her shower. Scott rolled over, admiring his wife’s beauty, serenely jealous that her womb belonged to Paul.
Rachel walked to the bed and took his hand “we’re taking a shower Scott.” Obediently, Scott got out of bed and followed his wife towards the massive shower in their suite.
The morning and much of the day proceeded as normal, hot sun and relaxing on this perfect retreat from the World. Paul worked on house projects, working up a sweat which he showed off to Rachel over lunch. After lunch, Paul went back to work, repairing part of the small dock leading to the lagoon.
Around 4:00 o’clock, Scott noticed that Rachel was checking the clock on the wall. She stood up and walked into the house for 20 minutes, before returning in a thin black bodysuit, and carrying two objects. Scott laid in his deck chair and watched her approach, his hands shaking from the intense excitement.
Rachel approached and set a glass plug and a bottle of beer on the table next to Scott. Looking down over him, she set her legs apart and ordered him to “strip, now.”
Rachel’s tone of voice caught Scott off guard, he hadn’t really seen this side of her before. Obediently and almost automatically, Scott stood up and took off his swimsuit.
“Lube the plug with saliva and put it in your ass.” Rachel commanded. Scott picked up the plug, it was one of the larger ones that he had ever been commanded to take. He spit on it, rubbing the saliva around with his thumb until it was coated. Between his legs, his cock leaked precum but still had not gotten hard.
As Scott worked, Rachel began putting in a few Bobby-pins to keep her hair up. In just a minute, Rachel was transformed into an absolute vixen.
Scott leaned over his chair, slowly pushing the plug into his ass. He felt himself stretch, tight around the glass as it sank deeper and deeper. He went slowly, letting himself relax until it finally sank up to the flared base. He had never felt so full, he took a few minutes to catch his breath, his prostate on fire.
Rachel picked up the cold glass of beer, and handed it to Scott. “Take this to Paul, and follow his commands. Then meet me in the living room.” Scott felt almost humiliated by his anticipation and excitement, his hairless cock weeping precum. He walked down the short path to Paul, and meekly said “I brought you a beer Sir.”
Paul looked back over his shoulder with surprise, and then stood up, putting away the last of his tools. He was shirtless and covered in sweat.
Scott looked on jealously, Paul was an absolute personification of masculinity. And here he was, hairless with his ass being stretched wide-open. Paul took the beer, and nonchalantly said “get on your knees and suck me.” Scott obeyed, kneeling down at Paul’s feet and unbuttoning and lowering his shorts. Scott took Paul’s sweaty cock in his hand, feeling it grow with every heartbeat. He was overcome by Paul’s musk, and rubbed the sweaty cock on his lips and under his nose to taste and smell Paul’s power. The smell was intoxicating, he worshipped Paul. Finally, Scott opened his mouth and buried his face on Paul’s cock.
Paul looked down, almost silently teasing Scott for being such a good little cocksucker, drinking his beer and savoring the sensation. Scott worked hard for his approval, gripping Paul’s heavy balls and feeling the coarse hair in his hand. Scott would obey any command that Paul gave in this moment, and he loved it.
Finally, Paul finished his beer and said “that’s enough.” He pulled his slobbery cock from Scott’s mouth, still erect and staring Scott right in the face. “Follow me back to the house.”
Scott obediently followed Paul’s sweaty nude form back to the house, walking into the living room. There, Scott was in for a rude surprise.
Sitting on the couch was Rachel, in her black fabric bodysuit, hair tied up, lounging confidently on the couch. Between her legs, a large strap-on cock, almost a foot in length. Scott audibly moaned at the realization, seeing the masculine phallus between his pregnant wife’s thighs.
He also saw a low pommel-horse set up in the middle of the room.
Rachel stood up, the rubber cock swaying with each movement, almost taunting Scott. Suddenly, he felt Paul’s hand on the back of his neck, and he was pushed towards and bent over the pommel-horse. As he leaned over, Paul pulled out two pieces of rope and tied Scott’s hands so he was bent over, totally exposed. Scott felt powerless, his cock dripping clear precum all the way to the floor.
Rachel strolled around him stroking her rubber cock, taunting her sissy husband. “Tonight, Paul and I are going to run a train on your ass to show you what a good little sissy you are.”
Beneath Scott’s legs, Paul placed a white ceramic dinner plate, which quickly began capturing Scott’s precum.
Rachel smiled devilishly as her hand gripped the plug in Scott’s ass, slowly retrieving it. Surprisingly, it slid out much easier that Scott expected, a realization which made him feel extra slutty. Rachel strolled forward with an old Polaroid camera, and took a few photos of Scott tied up and on display, his pink ass already gaped. Scott felt humiliated and exposed, but raised no objection. Everytime Rachel took more control, his cock leaked even more.
Finally, Rachel looked to Paul “your turn first.”
“It would be an honor ” answered Paul, admiring Scott’s slutty ass.
Paul stepped forward, stroking his cock and guiding it between Scott’s asscheeks. With a slight thrust, the head passed Scott’s asshole, and as Paul withdrew, Scott’s ass wanted to come along, as if they were knotted together. Paul let out a low growl and went to work, working his cock deeper and deeper in Scott’s little sissy ass, pushing it so deep he felt himself rub against Scott’s prostate. When that happened, Scott let out a pitiful moan, like a wounded animal.
Paul picked up speed, fucking Scott like a man possessed, gripping his body and taking exactly what he wanted. Scott was powerless, and felt like a fucktoy being owned by this man, a true and worthy man. Paul’s sweat dripped onto Scott’s back, running down into his asscrack and providing a bit of unnecessary lube.
Rachel watched her husband being fucked , stroking the veiny rubber appendage between her legs. Her husband had totally submitted, this was Scott at his most basic and most slutty.
Finally, Paul grabbed Scott’s shoulders with a few final thrusts, and Scott felt the intense heat of Paul’s warm cum in his guts. Paul continued, milking every drop of his cum into Scott’s body.
Almost unnoticed during the session, Scott’s cock had apparently erupted without being touched. The dinner plate was splattered in ropes of Scott’s almost clear cum.
Eventually, Paul caught his breath and withdrew, leaving Scott’s used ass wide open and dripping cum. Almost as quickly as Paul stepped aside, Rachel stepped forward and told Scott “you need more cock don’t you?”
Meekly, Scott responded: “yes Ma’am.”
Rachel smiled and stepped forward, “that’s good, because you were going to get it whether you wanted it or not.” Rachel gripped the thick dildo and pushed it into Scott’s ass, using Paul’s thick white cum as lubricant. Rachel gripped Scott’s hips and began fucking him deeply, angling the dildo to intentionally stimulate his prostate. With each thrust, Scott’s cock squirted cum onto the plate below, as Rachel dominated her husband. She laughed almost maniacally, loving the power and seeing her husband surrender and submit so completely.
Scott moaned and groaned, until finally Rachel reached her fever pitch. “Who does this ass belong to Scott?” Rachel ass through gritted teeth.
Scott responded “it belongs to my masters, you and Paul.”
“Are you addicted to cum Scott?” Rachel said.
“Yes, ma’m.” Scott responded breathlessly.
“Do you want more?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Good boy.” Rachel said, thrusting a few more times as Scott’s cock erupted again handsfree. Catching her breath, Rachel pulled her cock out of her husband’s ass, and fell exhausted to the couch.
Scott tried to look over his shoulder, not knowing whether he would be untied or whether they had more in store for him.
Finally, Paul answered that question, grabbing Scott and once again pushing his thick cock up Scott’s ass, now frothy with his cum from Rachel’s efforts.
Once again, Paul used Scott’s slutty ass, fucking him deeply while Rachel watched and giggled. She sat on the couch after removing her harness, rubbing her pussy through the bodysuit, eventually squirting through the thin fabric.
Finally, as Paul finished inside Scott, all three of them came. Both Scott and Paul were covered in sweat, Scott’s ass so wide and open, you could literally see inside him.
Paul fell exhausted to the couch next to Rachel, whose attitude did not change despite her own satisfaction. Still filling her vixen persona, Rachel stood up and walked to Scott, and picked up the dinner plate covered in Scott’s cum. She placed the plate directly beneath Scott’s face on the pommel horse and calmly said “you will be untied when the plate is licked clean.”
Scott stared at her, a fire of desire in his eyes, and he extended his tongue to lick up his own still-warm cum.
“Good boy” Rachel said, taking Paul’s hand and walking to the bedroom for some intimate cuddling.
As they walked, Rachel and Paul began silently planning their next escapade.
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