The Four-some Part 1

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The Four-some Part 1

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Steve was a powerfully built man, about 5’8”, in his early 40’s. He was at the gym using a bicep curl machine when a man walked by. Steve, with a sheen of sweat on his face, glanced at him and noticed the “necklace” he was wearing. Except it wasn’t a necklace; it was a short length of chain, the kind of chain you might buy at a hardware store, joined with a small padlock. This definitely piqued Steve’s interest!

“HI,” he said. I’ll be done with this machine in a minute if you want it. I’m Steve, by the way.”

Alan, wearing the “necklace,” was slender, about 5’11”, and moved with a graceful ease. When Steve was finished with his set he commented that he hadn’t seen Alan at the gym before. Steve wasn’t normally this outgoing but he really wanted to engage Alan to learn about his “necklace” and whatever else he could. Alan replied that he was a regular, but that he and his wife usually came at a different time. That day they had changed their routine and come before work instead.
Steve casually mentioned the chain, saying it was an unusual necklace. Alan unconsciously raised a hand to touch it and looked a little uncomfortable as he acknowledged that it was. Steve knew it was rude but felt he had to know, and asked who had the key. Before Alan could respond a woman came up and put her arm around his waist possessively. To Steve’s great surprise it was Susan, his supervisor at work!

Susan was a tall, trim woman, somewhat Nordic looking, with beautiful curves who appeared to be in her late 30’s. At work she was always very cordial and efficient. Steve enjoyed working with her, but had never actually had a personal conversation with her. As he looked at her now in gym clothes she looked even better than usual! He felt the stirrings of an erection but knew it wasn’t going to show, because as usual he was locked into a chastity cage. Then he noticed that Susan was wearing a delicate gold chain with a key hanging on it and began to stare. He didn’t mean to, but he just could not stop staring at that key hanging between her breasts. Susan noticed his gaze and began to feel uncomfortable.

“Uh, Steve, you’re staring,” she said.

Alan, surprised, asked “You know each other?”

“Yes, we’re co-workers,” replied Susan.

“I’m sorry Susan,” Steve said. “It’s just that… uh, I couldn’t help but notice the key that you’re wearing. It… Well it looks similar to one that my wife has.”

Her eyes sparkled. “Really?”

Steve looked down, embarrassed. This was happening way too fast.

“No, actually, I’m sure I’m mistaken.”

Susan reached over and grabbed his arm. She was strong!

“Steve, tell me about your wife’s key.” It wasn’t a request; it was an order.

As she looked into his eyes Steve surrendered and blurted out that his wife’s key was to the lock on
his chastity cage, which he was wearing right then. She smiled broadly as her hand casually brushed against his crotch to confirm what he had said.

Steve was shocked and excited by where things had gone in just a few short moments.

“I’d like to meet your wife,” Susan said. “What’s her name?”

Steve had introduced chastity into his marriage three years prior. His wife, Marie, who had a Mediterranean appearance, hadn’t been keen on it at first but over the course of several months had come to appreciate how such a simple device had improved their marriage. Now she was enthusiastic about his being caged and enjoyed talking with him about the characteristics of different devices. They had six in total, and Marie liked picking different ones for Steve to wear on any particular day. It was their secret, of course, but Steve sometimes wondered what it would be like to share that secret with someone else.

That evening Marie was horrified when Steve told her what had happened at the gym.

“No,” she said. “I’m not going to meet her. She and I don’t have anything to talk about.”

Steve replied “Honey, do you remember how opposed you were to chastity at first? And see how you’ve changed your mind? I think this is a similar situation.”

Marie hesitated, then agreed. “OK, you can invite them over for drinks.”

The next Saturday afternoon at 3 PM Alan and Susan rang their doorbell. They chatted over wine and cheese until Marie asked Susan if she could talk to her in the kitchen. Once the kitchen door was closed Marie said that Steve had told her about their encounter at the gym and that her private life with Steve was just that… private. Susan smiled and agreed that was not a problem but she would still like to talk about her life with Alan, if that was OK. And that she would like that conversation to take place with the guys, if that was also OK. Marie took a deep breath and agreed.

Back in the living room Alan and Steve were chatting about the football season when Susan and Marie returned. Susan told Alan that they were going to talk about themselves now and that most likely Steve and Marie would only listen. Alan’s demeanor changed drastically as he listened to Susan; he seemed … obedient.

“We’ve been married for ten years,” Susan began. “It’s always been important to me to be in charge, and Alan doesn’t mind. In fact he seems to prefer me making the decisions and telling him what to do. I’m always nice about it, never mean. Well, usually not mean. Sometimes Alan gets a contrary idea in his head and I have to discipline him to bring him back in line.”

“What kind of ideas?” Marie asked, intrigued.

“Well, for example, he might not want to do the yardwork. Or he might say that he will do it but then it doesn’t get done. In that case I might spank him a little.”

Marie was shocked. “Spank him?”

“Well sure, don’t you sometimes use domestic discipline on Steve?”

“No, I don’t,” replied Marie. Her mind was a blur of confusion.

Susan continued, “When I say spank him you have to understand that there are different kinds of spanking. Mine hurt, I’m sure, but I know that Alan appreciates how much I care about him. I know that he wants to please me, so the spankings are motivational. When I spank him he understands that I want him to improve his behavior and that I care enough about him to go to the trouble to spank him.”

“Couldn’t you just tell him?” Marie asked.

“I’m sure I could but spanking is so much more immediate and difficult to forget!” “Also,” Susan said with a smile, “I happen to like spanking him. I like having him over my knee and being in control!”

As Susan was talking Alan was looking carefully at Steve and Marie. He wanted to see how they would react, with shock or with interest. He saw interest on Steve’s face but wasn’t quite sure how to interpret Marie.

Marie had heard about all she could take in at one time. She offered her guests more wine and cheese. Susan understood that Marie felt overwhelmed and thanked her for her hospitality, but said it really was time to go.

After their guests left Steve and Marie turned to each other.

“That was intense,” said Steve. “Can you imagine actually spanking me?”

“Well, sometimes you frustrate me when I don’t seem to be able to get you to see how right I am. I wouldn’t want to hurt you but I wonder if a spanking would help convince you”. Marie was smiling as she said that.

Steve felt sure she was kidding. But he was intrigued …would she? His penis stirred in its cage. He had always wanted Marie to take a firm hand to him to satisfy his submissive streak but up until now she wouldn’t consider acting in such a ‘dominant’ way. Steve was excited by the possibility that Marie might act in a more ‘assertive’ manner than just participating in his chastity. Hearing that Susan, who he knew from work, actively spanked her husband was tremendously exciting.

Marie was smiling as she said that and Steve felt sure she was kidding. But he was intrigued… would she? His penis stirred in its cage.

The next Monday at work Steve greeted Susan as usual, but not surprisingly there was an extra something going on between them.

In a low voice Susan asked “Are you wearing?”

“Of course,” said Steve, blushing. “I always am.”

Susan smiled and walked away, leaving Steve to wonder how this was going to affect their work life together from then on.

Susan invited Steve and Marie to their house the following weekend. They exchanged some awkward small talk until Susan, being the take charge woman that she was, turned to Marie and asked her what kind of device Steve was wearing right then. Marie blushed a little but responded that he was wearing a nylon custom chastity device. Susan asked Marie if she could see it. Steve was a little shocked as Marie hesitated but then turned to him saying

“Please show Susan your device.”

“Honey…” he said. His heart was pounding; was this really happening?

“No, pull down your pants and show her” Marie said more forcefully. Reluctantly he undid his belt, lowered his pants and briefs, and stood in front of Susan. Susan, who was his boss at work!

Susan looked at Marie to ask permission and then smiled as she cupped his balls in her hand and poked her finger into the holes. She was enjoying making him feel so vulnerable!

“It’s so light,” she said.

Steve tried not to get excited but couldn’t help himself. His penis strained against the sides of his cage, pulling the base ring tight against his balls. Susan enjoyed his reaction and continued teasing him until clear fluid began oozing from the tip of his penis.

Susan giggled and turned to Alan.

“Alan”, she said in a relaxed tone of voice. “Please show Marie what you’re wearing today.”
Alan obediently lowered his pants and briefs and stood before Marie in his steel cage. His face was red with embarrassment.

“Marie dear, go ahead and examine it,” said Susan.

Hesitantly Marie reached out and lifted Alan’s enclosed penis. It felt heavy in its steel cage but it too started to show signs of life. Marie was a little shy and didn’t play with Alan nearly as much as Susan had played with Steve.

Susan thanked the men and asked Marie to come with her into another room.

When the women had gone Steve and Alan pulled up their pants and looked at each other.

“That was intense. Have you ever experienced anything like that before?” asked Steve.
Alan shook his head. “I’ve often wondered about other men who are in chastity but I never met anybody else until now. I participate in some on-line forums but of course everyone there is anonymous. This is extraordinary! I feel like my secret is out, and I like that!”

“What do you like most about wearing a device?” asked Steve.

“I like a lot about it,” Alan responded. “I like the reminder that Susan is in control. I like that I couldn’t masturbate even if I wanted to. I like the feeling of it as I walk around. I’m always aware of my cock and balls in a way that I wasn’t before I was locked.”

Steve agreed that he liked the same things and added that he loved how it kept his focus on Marie and how he loved to keep her happy.

“How about the spanking? What’s up with that?”

Alan looked uncomfortable, like he was struggling within himself. But he replied,

“Well, I hope you won’t judge me but I am very comfortable having Susan in charge. Her spanking me reinforces that she’s in control and that’s fine with me. Actually I appreciate it. To me it means that she cares enough about me to go to the effort!”

Steve said “I understand. Thanks for being so open. I can see how it might be hard for you to talk about being spanked with another man. And no, I don’t judge you at all. I understand. I’m jealous! I wish Marie had some of what Susan has. But is spanking as far as it goes? Spanking is a turn on for me but the thought of being tied up and used sexually gets me hard very quickly. I’ve mentioned that to Marie but she doesn’t seem to want to go there. She always says ‘that BDSM stuff isn’t for me.’ I haven’t pushed it; our relationship is great already and I don’t want to upset her.”

Steve asked Alan if Susan ever put him into bondage.

Alan smiled and said “Sure, you remember the chain I was wearing when we first met? That was just a reminder for me. Susan and I love to play that game. I’m pretty handy and I enjoy fabricating things for her to use on me. Would you like to see some?”

“You bet,” said Steve. His heart was pounding in anticipation.

Alan led him to a room at the end of the hall and opened a large, beautifully made wooden chest. It had an assortment of finely made bondage equipment as well as paddles of wood and leather.
Steve’s eyes popped out! He had never seen such a collection. Just then Susan and Marie came in.

Marie’s jaw dropped when she saw what was in the chest.

“You made all this?” Steve exclaimed.

“Sure did!” Alan proudly replied.

Steve was getting hard just looking at the equipment and hesitantly asked if he could touch anything.

“Of course,” Alan replied.

teve reached into the Box and pulled out a collar. It was wide, about 1 ½ inches, made of supple, smooth leather with a sturdy buckle and five D rings set into the leather. Steve stroked it, momentarily in a world of his own.

Susan said to Alan “Let’s show them how some of this works!”

She took the collar from Steve and fastened it around Alan’s neck, securing it with a padlock. Then she buckled a pair of well used wrist cuffs tightly onto each of his wrists and fastened them to the collar’s D rings with steel snaps. As an afterthought she used a short piece of rope to tie his elbows together in front of himself. It was very simple and it only took a moment but he was completely bound and helpless. Steve felt a swelling in his cage as he imagined himself in that same situation.

Susan must have seen it on his face because she said “How about you Steve, want to try?”

He tried to sound casual when he said “Sure, why not?” but he felt flushed with excitement.

Susan said to Marie “How about giving me a hand?” Marie hesitated but agreed.

Susan selected another collar from the box and handed it to Marie. Marie’s hands were trembling a bit as she buckled it around Steve’s neck. Susan saw that Marie was nervous and touched Marie’s hand gently to give her encouragement and support. Susan then pulled out a pair of cuffs. She gave one to Marie and, standing next to each other, they each fastened one to each of Steve’s wrists. Susan let their shoulders touch as they worked on Steve’s cuffs; Marie didn’t break the contact until she had to.

“Marie, let me show you something else we can do.”

Susan took a long, wide leather belt and passed it through Steve’s arms behind his back. When she tightened it his arms were pulled back snuggly, his hands pulled helplessly apart against the shackle that joined them. Susan and Marie smiled broadly as they looked at their two men.

“Wow,” said Marie. “This is kind of fun!”

She stood in front of Steve and stroked his chest and nipples. She scratched his back hard, and played with his cock in its cage. Steve loved the attention and her caresses. He arched his back in pleasure and rubbed against Marie who kissed him possessively.

“It can get even better,” said Susan. “Let me show you something else!”

She went back to the Toy Box and pulled out a delicate chain leash with a narrow collar on the end. She undid Alan’s pants and briefs which fell to the floor. His penis was bulging in its cage as she fastened the leash collar around his cock and balls, just above the cock ring of his cage. She proceeded to pull on the leash and… no surprise, he followed. Apparently he didn’t follow well enough because she took a black riding crop from the box and playfully hit his butt, urging him to follow her a little better. She didn’t seem to hit him hard but each stroke of the crop left a red mark where it landed. Alan was grinning as Susan led him around.

Marie turned from them and looked at Steve hungrily. She seized his caged cock and balls with one hand and pulled them, drawing him towards her. Her other hand grabbed his hair, making sure his mouth was available to her. She kissed him again, passionately.

Steve returned her kiss, thinking “This must be heaven!”

As Susan and Marie were removing the collars and cuffs from their men Susan brushed against Marie several times, letting her breasts linger for a moment against Marie’s back and shoulder. Marie felt a stirring within. She liked the warm softness of Susan’s breasts and wished they stayed against her longer. She was aware that Susan wasn’t wearing a bra and that excited her. She felt conflicted; she wasn’t used to feeling about a woman this way but mmmm, it felt both exciting and comforting at the same time.

When Steve and Marie returned home late that night, she turned to him and said

“I think we’re moving too fast. I don’t know where this is going and I don’t know if I want to go there!”

She didn’t speak about the touches that she and Susan had shared. She thought about Susan and her warm, soft breasts and how she would like to feel them with her hands. She had never done that with a woman, had never had those feelings towards a woman and needed to sort that out in her own mind.

Steve looked at her and replied “I love you and I know you love me. As long as what we do comes from love we’ll be fine. To me, what we did today feels good. Even better than good, it feels great! Everyone has many parts, and we’ve been exploring parts today that usually aren’t let out to play!”
He reached out his arm and Marie snuggled into it. He was still the strong, protective man she knew and loved.

Chapter 2

Over the next several months Susan, Alan, Steve, and Marie began to see much more of each other. They comfortably relaxed in each other’s homes, helping themselves to food from the refrigerator and to intimate touches of each other. The two women, especially, came to feel that Steve and Alan were ‘community property.’

One evening Susan thought out loud, saying to Marie,

“What would you think if we were to use identical locks on Alan and Steve? Each of our keys would work on both locks. What’s mine is yours and what’s yours is mine!” She grinned.

Marie had come a long way since their earlier encounters. Earlier, their “kinky” activities were confined to Steve being in chastity but now she was far more assertive about what she wanted, both with her husband as well as Alan. She even had intimate encounters with Susan. She had never imagined herself in a sexual relationship with a woman but she just slid into one with Susan. When she stopped to think about it she was amazed at herself, but it felt right. And her relationship with Steve felt stronger than ever! When they were home alone they confided in each other and enjoyed each other like before, but amazingly when they were with Susan and Alan they spoke and acted just as freely. It was as though their marriage had expanded to include the other two.

Marie smiled broadly and said “Absolutely!”

Alan was in the room as this conversation was going on and said

“Hey, don’t you think Steve and I should be included in this decision?”

Marie looked at him affectionately and replied

“I don’t think there’s any question that you and Steve will be happy with the new arrangement. Whenever I put my hands on you, you seem… very responsive!”

As she said this, Marie held Alan’s hands behind his back with her right hand. Alan was far stronger than Marie but he was held firmly by the force of her will as well as his desire to submit. She kissed him on his mouth and explored his caged cock and balls with her left hand. She could feel him swelling with excitement in his cage.

“That feels like consent to me” she said.

Alan grinned sheepishly and nodded in agreement.

Steve returned from working in the kitchen and asked what was going on. Alan filled him in and asked him how he felt about being in a “shared key” situation. Steve thought about it for a moment and said that he and Marie had been speaking about how their two marriages seemed to be merging into one, so it made sense to him. He was OK with it. More than OK! He looked at the three of them, smiled broadly and said he thought they should have some kind of a ceremony.

“Well that’s taking it to a new level,” said Susan. “I’m not saying no, but let’s definitely talk about this more.”

Steve explained his thinking. He felt that the four of them had already achieved something amazing, that the level of comfort he felt with his wife Marie and with Susan & Alan was beyond what he could ever have imagined. His idea of a ceremony was to celebrate what they already had and to welcome whatever was coming. As he spoke, the others understood and agreed with him.

“You’re right,” Susan said. “But there’s something I’ve been thinking about. Marie and I do whatever we want with you and Alan, and of course she and I sometimes pleasure each other. But you and Alan have this no–touch–male thing going on. I understand that’s a big hurdle for both of you but I’d really like to see you two guys to feel free to enjoy each other as well! I mean, if we have a ceremony to celebrate our relationships together it seems incomplete if you two are… separate.”

Alan and Steve looked at each other “Gulp.”

Alan muttered “Well, uh, …”

Steve began to talk slowly. “I recently had a homoerotic dream for the first time in my life.” I was holding a man’s penis. I don’t know who he was. It was limp at first. Then it started growing, swelling, getting harder and harder until it was fully erect. It wasn’t mine but I was playing with it. I seemed to know just what to do. Finally it came, spurting cum all over. I woke up then, really disturbed. The dream was very exciting, but my doing that with a man just seemed wrong…”

Steve looked at the others, who were listening with rapt attention. He didn’t know how they would react. He hadn’t even shared this with Marie until then!

Marie spoke first. “Steve, thank you for sharing your dream. That was pretty intense!” She laughed, saying “You just described the enjoyment that Susan and I get from playing with Alan and your penises.”

Susan looked at Alan “Honey, how would you feel about that?”

“Feel about what?” Alan asked evasively.

“You know… doing it with Steve” Susan replied.

Alan took a deep breath and said he was open to giving it a try. “What would you want to do?” he asked Steve.

Steve didn’t respond immediately. Sensing his hesitation, Marie went over to him and asked him to lower his pants, then unlocked his cage. She asked him to take all his clothes off. Susan followed her lead and had Alan do the same.

She said to Marie “Let’s help the guys out” as she proceeded to take her clothes off. Marie followed, stripping down until they were all nude.

Marie nudged Steve to where he was facing Alan as she stood directly behind him, her breasts brushing against his back. She gently, sensuously stroked his back, arms, thighs, and between the cheeks of his ass. Susan did the same with Alan.

Steve reached out tentatively, and touched Alan’s penis with one finger. Alan reached out and gently grasped Steve’s penis with his thumb and index finger. It responded, moving a little! Steve gave a little gasp and took Alan’s penis in his whole hand. Susan reached behind her and produced a tube of lube that she squirted onto each of their hands, smiling broadly.

“This is amazing,” Alan said to Steve in an intimate voice. “I haven’t masturbated since being in chastity but I sure remember how. This is so different though... Your hand seems to know exactly what to do. It’s not my hand on my dick--it’s yours!”

Steve agreed. “You’re doing to me what I would do to myself if given the chance. This is great!”
Alan remembered his agreement with Susan about his orgasms and asked

“Honey, is it OK if we cum?”

Susan and Marie looked at each other and agreed “Absolutely!”

Looking into each other’s eyes, Steve and Alan continued stroking and playing with each other until they each felt the other’s penis stiffen even more and begin to pulsate. Alan reached over and pinched Steve’s nipple. They came explosively, simultaneously spurting hot cum all over. Their women hugged them, and they hugged each other.

Afterwards Steve felt shaky about what he and Alan had done. Was he gay now? He didn’t feel any different from before, but still he felt like he was on thin ice. He voiced his concern to the group. The two women and Alan reassured him that he was the same man as before, maybe just with broader horizons. He still felt the same passion as before for Marie and Susan, but now there was a new person who got his juices flowing. Not that he or Alan would have much opportunity for messing around; they would still be under lock and key most of the time!

Two weeks later Susan received a small package containing what she had been waiting for: two matching tubular locks, keyed alike. They were ready for their ceremony!

The next evening after dinner, the four gathered in the living room. The lights were dimmed and candles lit. Marie took the lead and asked Steve and Alan to stand. She and Susan stood next to each other, facing the two men. Marie instructed the men to remove their pants, then for good measure to take everything else off as well. She and Susan each had one of the new matching locks as well as the keys to the old locks. Marie unlocked Steve, sliding the lock out of its hole and replaced it with the new one. Susan did the same with Alan’s lock and also slid in the new one.

In a solemn voice Susan announced to Alan and Steve that she and Marie intended to share them and use them both however and whenever they wished. But before it was finalized, they required Alan and Steve to agree to the new arrangement. For the two men this was the realization of their fondest dreams.

They both said “Yes” without hesitation.

Susan and Marie each produced a collar that they ceremoniously attached to the men’s necks. Each collar had two leashes attached. Each woman took one leash from each man’s collar, completing the ceremony. Their lives together had just turned a major corner and nobody could imagine where the journey would take them next!

Chapter 3

Though their two homes were near each other, Susan and Alan’s house was larger and, more importantly, had two complete master suites. It was a little ways out of town and had a lot of privacy. So without much discussion, Steve and Marie began spending more and more of their time there. The two couples had such a remarkably close relationship that it was almost incorrect to describe them as two couples. It would be more accurate to say they were two women sharing two men.

It had taken some time to reach this point, but Susan and Marie were not possessive about their men at all. They loved each other and were confident that there was more than enough love and affection to go around. The two men delighted in being shared by the two lovely women! Their fondest desires had been to be possessed by one woman, so being possessed by two was a continually amazing experience. The best way to explain this is that the personal chemistry between each and all of them was remarkably close. Susan and Marie’s menstrual cycles became synchronized and they would often stroke each other sensually or sexually. If either man was around, they delighted in letting him watch. Alan and Steve sometimes touched each other in an erotic way but generally their touching was only a sign of affection.

Sex being what it is, the most natural thing is for jealousies to develop. But not within this family! Each of the four understood the treasure that their relationships together was. What kept the treasure intact was that each of them worked hard at protecting the feelings of the others. They were each very aware of the others’ emotional states and if one of them started to feel neglected someone would be there to give them attention. They very intentionally ate most dinners together and shared what was going on in their lives. Not limited to the factual information, but also what was going on emotionally. They encouraged each other to give voice to thoughts that they might be ashamed of, because they understood that openness erases shame.

Not long after they had started living together Susan became annoyed at one of Steve’s habits. He often left his dirty dishes in the den. She asked him to pick up after himself several times, but even though he agreed he continued to leave them on the coffee table. Eventually, Susan had enough.

“Steve” she ordered, “get the discipline paddle from the shelf over there.”

Steve’s mind was immediately filled with several thoughts at once. He knew what Susan intended, and why. He also knew he was guilty. But he didn’t want to submit to punishment, and knew he didn’t have to. After all, he was bigger and stronger than Susan; she couldn’t make him! But he also understood that this was an important moment--a watershed. If he defied her, the foursome could begin to unravel. If he submitted he would be accepting her authority over him in a very real way.
He got the paddle.

“Strip” she said, “And bend over.” She was pissed.

Susan began smacking him hard with the paddle. The shock of pain startled Steve, and he gasped.
Marie heard the commotion and came to see what was going on. This was another watershed moment. She saw Susan disciplining “her man,” but she didn’t ask what Steve had done. Marie was content to let events unfold. She assumed that Susan had her reasons and that was good enough for her!

Susan struck ten times.

“Repeat after me,” she said. “I. Will. Pick. Up. After. Myself!”

Steve repeated her words. She smacked him with the paddle ten more times and instructed him to say it again. He did.

Susan ordered him to straighten up.

Steve was breathing heavily, the paddling had hurt!

“Is there anything you want to say to me?” she asked.

“Yes,” Steve replied. “I’m really sorry you had to do this and I appreciate that you cared enough to put in the effort instead of staying angry with me and distancing yourself!”

Susan smiled broadly, hugging him. Gently and sensuously, she ran her fingers over his red behind.

“You’re welcome,” she said.

The combination of the paddling and Susan’s sensuous stroking got Steve very excited. His cock struggled to push out of its cage. Seeing this, Susan reached down and cupped his balls in her hand, bobbled them and said sternly

“No rewards for bad behavior. Put your clothes back on.”

When Alan heard what had gone on between Susan and Steve he felt a twinge of jealousy. Up until that point he had been the only one Susan had disciplined. It was painful for Alan to express this, but he respected his feelings enough to bring it up that evening at dinner. This was the first time that jealousy had been expressed in the group! Susan responded first, saying

“Honey, thank you for saying that. I know it must have been difficult.”

Alan nodded, wondering if he had lost his place as Susan’s special guy.

Susan said to Alan

“You’re right that my disciplining Steve was an act of love. But the thing is, I have an unlimited amount of love for you three. I love you with all my heart. I also love Steve, and Marie!”

This was intense. Married folks didn’t usually speak so openly about loving other people but there it was, right there on the table next to the mashed potatoes.

Marie spoke next, primarily to Alan.

“For what it’s worth, it was also hard for me to watch Susan spanking Steve. It felt even more intimate than our sexual activities. I was afraid that I was losing something with Steve. You all know that I’ve been reluctant to participate in BDSM, but maybe I’m ready to change that!”

Marie rose from the table and motioned for Steve to join her as she walked into the living room. She sat on the edge of the couch, undid Steve’s pants and briefs as he stood in front of her, and held his caged cock and balls in her hand.

She said to him “I’m going to spank you now.”

“Why,” he complained. “I didn’t do anything wrong!”

“Because I want to. Is that a problem?”

Steve hesitated “I guess not.”
Marie pulled him down across her lap and spanked him in a lingering, sensual manner. As he was over her lap, Steve realized that the spanking he was receiving was something he had been wanting from Marie for a long time. He relished every slap and relaxed on Marie’s lap, taking comfort from her left hand on the small of his back and her legs looped over his, holding him in place. When she was finished she asked Alan to come to her and did the same for him. After the last swat she stood him up, saw how he was bulging in his cage, and teased him through the bars.

She said to Alan and Steve “I love you both very much!”

This was sort of a rite of passage for Marie. It was intimate like sex, but in a different way. She liked it.

Susan loved using the bondage equipment that Alan made. He got tremendous pleasure from designing and crafting fine pieces that he knew would be used on himself and Steve. He didn’t mind sharing his creations – it added to his enjoyment. Marie, who was initially reluctant to be involved with equipment, grew to enjoy using it as well. Sometimes she and Susan would discuss how and what they wanted to do with one or both of the men next. They compared the various qualities and characteristics of Alan’s implements and often offered creative suggestions to him for pieces he was working on. Alan absolutely loved this open discussion of his craft, as there really weren’t any other people with whom he could talk to about it.

One Saturday afternoon while they were enjoying a cup of tea Marie asked Susan if she could put into words what she got out of male chastity and bondage. Susan paused to think and then explained
“I can’t force a man to be in chastity. We both know that. He has to willingly participate, at least to put it on. Once he’s wearing a device I love the effect it has on him. I love how his focus becomes ME and what I want. Bondage is different. It’s more an exercise in raw power and control. He may think he wants me to have that control but once he’s bound he’s literally in my power. I love that power. I love that he’s willing to surrender himself to me. When I’m tightening those straps he’s MINE. When he’s tied spread eagle on the cross, exposed and vulnerable, the only thing that protects him from me is my good will. I can do whatever I want. Sometimes what I want to do is to inflict pain. There’s an intensity to pain that brings a focus we don’t normally have. And of course, there are the different kinds of pain that you get from different implements. For example, I know that when I whip Steve across his thighs it hurts him. When I release him and he falls down on his knees to kiss my feet I understand that he is both grateful for my whipping him and grateful for my stopping. The next day when he feels the welts he remembers who put them there. I like that!”

Marie listened to her friend talking. She had watched Susan put both Steve and Alan into different forms of bondage and subject them to different forms of painful discipline, and was still on the fence about it. At times it seemed… brutal. Listening to Susan though, she appreciated the combination of brutality and sensuality that was involved. In fact, as she listened she felt herself getting wet as she visualized herself in that position of power.

Susan watched Marie as she unconsciously touched herself between her legs, and completely understood the feelings Marie was having. She took Marie’s hand, walked with her over to a couch in light of the afternoon sun, and gently touched her breast. Marie’s body responded immediately, her nipple swelling to Susan’s touch. Susan peeled back her blouse and began licking and kissing both breasts. Marie moaned and pushed back into the couch, pulling Susan with her. Susan pulled off Marie’s pants and began fingering her. Just then Alan walked in with a bondage harness, a new creation of his that he wanted to show off. The women stopped themselves mid–fondle. Susan ordered him to strip, then she and Marie worked together to get him into the harness. It was a beautifully made creation of smooth, strong leather and fine brass fittings. When the final strap was fastened and tightened, he could barely move a finger.

“You can watch,” Susan told him. “But don’t touch” she said with a smile.

Marie and Susan resumed their passionate play. Binding Alan had only added to their pleasure. He was truly powerless and at their mercy! This time their mercy was to let him watch as they gave each other intense pleasure. The next time he was bound and helpless they might have something else in mind for him!

Susan focused her attention on Marie, using her hands, fingers, mouth and tongue to stimulate her everywhere she could reach. Marie’s passion climaxed, her whole body tensing as she came. Susan hugged her tightly, then gently released her. The warm sunlight washed over them.

“Wow,” Marie said when she recovered “That was great! How was it for you?” Susan smiled happily in response.

Susan and Marie kissed each other gently, then turned their attention back to Alan. He laughed, saying that he had just wanted to show them the new harness and to get help with a fitting--but it seemed to fit just fine! Alan said that watching them, bound as he was, was incredibly hot. It was like being in chastity but ten times more. He was in chastity so his penis couldn’t do anything but swell helplessly in its cage. But not being able to move any part of his body made his feeling of helplessness and submission that much more powerful! As they undid the straps that bound him they held him in a loving way. Alan relaxed into their arms and softly said that the bondage was so perfect because he knew that they loved him, and that they would protect him from real harm.

Susan was Steve’s supervisor at work. They tried their best to keep their new relationship secret, but it was difficult. Sometimes their hands would stray and touch each other. People did begin to notice the intimacy between them and started talking, as people will do in offices. Some co-workers knew that they were both married, and soon came to the conclusion that Susan and Steve were having an affair. One woman let her belief about this slip out when chatting with Susan. Susan didn’t deny the hint that she was cheating on her husband. The truth would have been more awkward to explain than the fiction!

Back home, Steve did most of the cooking for the household. He was a skilled amateur chef and enjoyed the work. One evening, while waiting for dinner to be ready, Marie and Susan were joking that since it seemed like Steve was already ‘chained to the stove,’ maybe they should really chain him there! When he heard this he slowly shook his head.

“Nope. Not gonna happen. When I’m cooking, I move. Did you ever notice how when I’m cooking there’s very little wasted motion? It’s like a dance, and you don’t chain a dancer!”

With that he handed them a plate of delicious warm hors d’oeuvre to snack on until the main entrée of stir fried vegetables with chicken, steamed broccoli with garlic, and brown rice with quinoa that he was preparing was ready. Nothing more was said about chaining him to the stove.

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Liked the shared lock idea. Of course another variation would be for the devices to have two locks, needing two keys to unlock the device, and Marie and Susan to have one key each. Another story perhaps..........
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Wow! I’m not a huge fan of spanking. But that was still awesome!
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As I closed the door behind me, I heard a voice coming from beside me.

“Nice one, my nigga. Mrs. Richardson has some nice big white titties, huh?” I looked over and saw a massive black man tower at least 6 feet tall. His whole body looked to be pure muscle. Hell, I could even see his eight pack abs through his skin tight shirt.

“Yeah…they really are something, I guess.” The man looked down at me with a confused look on his face.

“Of course they are. Those things were made to be wrapped around big fat nigga dicks.” There was that word again.

“I…ugh…I don’t like it when you say that word…whoever you are.” I was met with another confused look.

“The name’s Andre. I’m the quarterback of the football team. And you better get used to that word, lil’ nigga.” He looked around for a few seconds and then back to me. “Come on, let’s take a little walk.” As we walked down the hall, we passed countless amounts of white kids.

It wasn’t hard to see the kind of effect that Andre had on the white population. Every girl we passed smiled a huge grin and waved at Andre. On the other hand, when we passed the guys most of them almost seemed afraid of him. They took one look at him and as their eyes got big, they slowly backed away.

“That is the kind of affect us niggas have on whites. Even the word ‘nigger’ makes whites go crazy. It strikes fear into the hearts of pathetic white boys. And most importantly…it gets white cunts dripping wet just from hearing it. So you better get used to that word, boy. It’s a word that means strength and power.” He put his arm around my shoulder as we continued walking down the hall. “I bet Mrs. Richardson was begging for you to jam that big nigga cock into her cunt, huh? That bitch is known for taking as much nigga dick as she possibly can.”

“Well…we didn’t have sex. She…ugh…she just blew me.” With those words, Andre stopped dead in his tracks and stared at me.

“What the fuck do you mean? Didn’t you want any of that sweet white cunt?”

“Well…I’m just kind of nervous. I’ve ugh…I’ve never had sex before. And besides, what girl would want to be with me? I’m just this skinny little kid.” Andre let out a hearty chuckle.

“Most girls would kill their whole family just to be fucked by a nigga. You still don’t get it, do you? Look around, little nigga.” I looked around and saw dozens of muscled white jocks. Every one of them was taller and bigger than me. “See how strong they look?” I nodded, knowing that I couldn’t compete with these guys. “They’re still weaker than any nigga. Even you…deep down inside, you have more strength and power in your body than those guys do in their pinky fingers. And don’t even get me started on white guys in the bedroom.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, have you ever seen a white guy try to fuck something?” I didn’t even have to think about it. Considering that I’ve never had sex and I’ve never watched porn, I shook my head side to side. “I did once. It was fucking disgusting. I honestly felt bad for that pathetic loser. He was a ‘big, strong jock’ just like those boys over there. He might have looked strong on the outside, but when he was tired of fucking after a couple minutes, I grabbed him by the throat with one hand and tossed him to the floor. I fucked his girl for the next couple hours as he cried in the corner.”

“Oh my god…that’s kind of mean isn’t it?” Andre looked back down at me with a puzzled look.

“You gotta learn to be tough, little nigga. These white boys don’t even deserve to live, let alone have sex with a white bitch. Everything about a white man is inferior to a nigga; it’s just genetics.”

“I…ugh…I guess I never really thought about it before.”

“Well think about, boy. Not only are their dicks short and as thin as a pencil, but white boys can’t fuck for more than a few minutes before getting tired and cumming. Us niggas can fuck for hours before even getting close to cumming.” I thought back to when Mrs. Richardson was tit fucking me in the classroom. I remembered that incredible primal feeling that came over me.

“I think I know what you mean, Andre. When I was with Mrs. Richardson, at first I thought I was going to cum the second she squeezed those giant tits around my dick…but something came over me. I can’t quite describe it, but it was like this pure strength from deep inside of me. Something changed inside of me. She furiously tit fucked me for hours and I still wasn’t ready to cum.” A huge smile crept across Andre’s face.

“That’a boy, nigga. Now you’re finally starting to get the picture. Not only can niggas fuck much longer, but we also have a lot more cum saved up in our nuts.” I watched as Andre reached down at his crotch and shook the huge bulge that was pushing out his jeans. “Niggers can usually cum…maybe ataşehir escort 10, 12 times in a row before we’re done.” I knew what Andre was saying was true. Even though I just had my balls drained, I could feel their massive weight. It felt like two baseballs were hanging bellow my dick.

“I guess you’re right…I still feel like I have some more cum left to get rid of.”

“I bet you do.” His eyes got real big, almost as if he had gotten a great idea. “You wanna get rid of that cum, don’t you?” It nearly felt like these massive weights were going to rip my dick off.

“Yeah, I do…they feel so heavy.”

“Well, I’ve got a little surprise for you, then. After school leaves out, meet me in the guy’s locker room. Got it?”

“Ugh…okay, sure.” I had no idea what this was going to be about, but if Andre could help me get rid of these gallons of cum I still had left, then I was all game.

As the last bell of school finally rang, I was excited to see what Andre had in store for more. My balls had only gotten more swollen and enlarged as the day went on. I watched as the school completely emptied. I nonchalantly made my way to the gym, hoping no one would notice. I walked through the empty gym and into the boy’s locker room. As I looked over towards the showers, I saw Andre standing around the entire cheerleader squad. They still had their skimpy outfits on from cheering practice. They must not have heard me come in, because I could hear them talking to Andre.

“Come on, Andre. Can’t we just have a taste of yours? We’re sick of waiting…right girls?” They all spoke in agreement.

“Yeah, let’s see that nigger cock.”

“Please Andre, we feel so empty inside.”

“Come on, Andre, we know you have a soft spot for tight, white cunts.”

As I stepped a bit closer, they must have finally heard me. They all turned around to face me, and Andre had the biggest smile on his face.

“Glad to see you could make it.” He looked down to the group of girls that were all leaning up against him and rubbing his crotch. “Ladies, this is…actually I never did learn your name.”

“It’s Darrel. Nice to meet you, ladies.” Even though I was nervous out of my mind, I had this newfound confidence. All those things that Andre had told me really made me feel more like a man. In fact…I was excited to see if what Andre said about girls loving black guys was true. Suddenly, all of the girls ran over to me and started rubbing at my chest and crotch. One of them looked back at Andre.

“Just how big is he?”

“I have no idea. I’ve never seen his dick, but come on girls…he’s a nigga. So you know you’re in for a treat.” Andre crossed his arms and leaned back against the tile wall. “Go on and do whatever you want with them. These whores are your property now, Darrel.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I still remembered the pleasure from having Mrs. Richardson jerk me off with her monstrous sized tits…I could only imagine how great 10 girls at one time would feel.

“But…ugh…don’t you want to fuck them, Andre?” It seemed too good to be true that I would get 10 girls all to myself.

“Nah…I already fucked a few bitches today. Normally, me and the football team plow these sluts every night. Since my boys are busy tonight, I figured it was the perfect time to teach you how to be a proper nigga.” All the girls were now kneeling down in front of me. They gave me adorable puppy dog eyes, as they rubbed furiously at my crotch. One of them even started licked the outside of my jeans.

“So…I can just do anything I want?” My mind was swimming with ideas of what I was about to go through. I had never imagined something like this would happen to me.

“Of course, Darrel. These honky sluts have to be some nigga’s property…why not yours?” By this point my dick was rock hard from all the girls rubbing it. Now the girls were stroking the foot long bulge that looked like it was about to rip my jeans in half.

“Just how big is this beast, sir?” I was a bit thrown off by being called sir.

“I don’t know…ugh…maybe about 13, 14 inches I guess.” Most of the girls just started to giggle. A couple of them couldn’t help but drop their jaws at my answer.

“I bet all the girls just beg for this fat nigger cock, huh?”

“Well…not really. I-I’ve never really had sex before.” Almost in unison, the girls all spoke with a group ‘WHAT?’. “Well…I…ugh…I’ve never really been interested in having sex for most of my life.” Somehow the girls managed to become even more shocked and surprised.

“How could you not want to fuck something like this?” One of the girls bent over and lifted up her skirt. It was almost hard to see that she had no panties on. Her big, fat ass was so large and plump that her asshole was completely hidden. She smiled and grabbed her cheeks with both hands and pulled them apart. Her ass meat ballooned out around the tight grip she had on herself. Her hands started to disappear, being covered up by her bulging ass meat.

As she pulled them apart as far as she could, her asshole finally came into ataşehir escort view. It was nice and tight; a beautiful, puckered, pink hole. “You can’t tell me that you don’t want to feel my tight ass muscles clamping down tight against that fat horse cock you have.” One of the other girls pulled her hands off of her ass cheeks. As her big butt cheeks were released, they flew back together and slapped into each other. I watched in awe as they continued to jiggle about for the next few second.

“Not so fast, Sabrina. First we need to get this monster good and wet before it rips its way through our holes.” They all looked back over at my huge foot long bulge. One of them grabbed my zipper and started pulling it down. Once the zipper was completely open, she grabbed both my boxers and my jeans and yanked them down in one quick pull. Finally released, my dick sprung up and smacked one of the girls in the chin. They leaned back and stared at it in awe. It was pulsing and throbbing from all this attention it was getting.

“Well, ladies…let’s dig it!” Within an instant, they stormed me and were all grabbing at my cock. The first girl who was able to grab it said,

“Haha! I got it first, girls.” She squeezed my monster by the base, opened her mouth wide and threw her entire body against me. I could feel as my entire shaft worm its way through her throat and into her stomach. She began pushing her head forward and backward, furiously gagging herself. I could hear those familiar sounds again. When Mrs. Richardson had gagged and choked herself on my dick, I was afraid that I might hurt her…but I knew better this time.

This is just what women did when presented with gigantic black dicks. As the girl’s face started turning beet-red from choking herself with my dick, another girl came up and pushed her away. As the girl fell towards the floor, my dick slipped out of her mouth and pulled piles of spit and saliva with it. I looked down at the girl on the floor and noticed that her entire outfit was soaked with spit and drool.

The next girl grabbed my cock by the base and flung it around in the air. She watched, with a smile on her face, as the previous girl’s slobber flung off my dick and splattered around the room. She put a couple fingers in her mouth at opposite ends and pulled her lips apart as far as she could. With a murmured voice, she tried her best to beg for my dick.

“Please, sir…rip my throat apart with that monster nigger horse cock.” I couldn’t even think about what to do next; my brain was just swimming in pleasure and ecstasy. I grabbed her by the back of the head and forced her mouth down on my dick as far as it could go. I looked over at Andre, whom I forgot was still here.

“Go on, Darrel. Just let go and use them however you want.” I just couldn’t resist anymore. I let that primal part of my mind take over as I gave into the incredible pleasure. I started pumping my cock in and out of her throat as fast as I could. I humped her mouth like a man humps a girl’s pussy. This must have gone on for a few minutes, before I noticed her eyes roll back into her head. Andre chimed in again, determined to teach me how to do this properly.

“Finish her off, Darrel. Show this fucking whore who’s boss around here.” I didn’t even have the capacity to think about what I was doing anymore. I just let my instincts take over. I pulled my dick out of her mouth. I smiled as I saw her sore and gaping throat muscles that were stretched out by my horse cock. As she knelt there, lifeless, I pulled back my hand and slapped her as hard as I could across her face. She fell towards the floor, as drool flew out of her mouth.

“ANOTHER! Where’s my next white whore?!” I couldn’t even understand what I was saying anymore. As I let my instinct take over, I could feel myself losing control. I grabbed the closest girl by the hair and dragged her over to my dick. I didn’t even give her any time to speak. I pried her mouth open with my hands and started thrusting my dick into her mouth as roughly as I could. After a few minutes, I noticed that she too had lost consciousness. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and her body went limp. I yanked my dick out of her mouth and pushed her down towards the floor.

“NEXT! I need more whores!” This went on for every one of those 10 girls. I completely destroyed their mouths and tossed them aside when I was done, like the pieces of trash that they were. I stood at the center of the room with 10 unconscious girls lying at my feet. Andre walked over to me and put his arm on my shoulder. “More…I need MORE!”

“Don’t worry, Darrel. I’ve got the perfect idea. You’ve got a big giant load of nigga cum to get rid of…and these sluts have empty cunts just waiting to be filled.” Andre put two fingers into his mouth and whistled with a loud, ear-piercing sound. The girls all rose, still obviously groggy after what just happened. After a couple seconds, they all realized what had just happened.

“Damn, Andre. Your nigger friend here really knows how to fuck a throat.”

“Yeah…I think he broke my jaw.”

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They were all amazed by the vicious throat fucking frenzy that just took place. “Shut up, whores. Now my boy here has a bunch of big thick loads saved up. I know just where you want them…now show him!” As Andre finished yelling at the girls, they all began to crawl towards each other on their hands and knees. They pushed together, side by side, and lined up with all of their ass’s facing me. “Now tell my nigga here what you want him to do.” In unison, they pushed their asses into the air and wiggled them around. All I could hear was the sound of fat butt cheeks clapping together.

“Come on, Darrel, dump that fat nigger load inside of us.”

“Let’s see if you can stretch a pussy as good as you can stretch a throat.”

“I want a big strong nigger baby to grow inside of me, Darrel.”

Normally, the thought of fathering a child would be scary and worthy of intense thought and preparation…but I just couldn’t resist those beautiful white asses flopping around in front of my face. I leaned down behind the first girl in the row and lightly pressed the tip of still rock hard cock against her pussy lips.

“Don’t worry, Darrel, it’s good and wet. I came a few times while you were ripping my throat apart. That big fat nigger cock should just slide right in.” I pushed as hard as I could and flung my dick into her cunt in one solid push. “Holy SHIT!” she screamed as my entire 14 inch shaft plowed its way through her cunt. I grabbed her by the shoulders and started riding her. Faster and faster I kept going, until I was basically pushing her into the floor with the force I was making. “Keep…fucking…me…nigger.” She tried her best to speak, as I pushed the wind out of her with every powerful thrust. After what seemed like an hour, I was finally about to cum. I could feel the pleasure rising inside of me.

“Ah…FUCK! I’m gonna cum. You ready for this big nigger load, you fucking whore?” She tried her best to speak, but after an hour of getting her cunt ripped apart…she couldn’t even think straight. All she did was moan and groan as I got closer and closer to filling every inch of her insides with my load. Finally, I felt my huge baseball sized nuts spring up towards the base of my cock. I felt my long nutsack get tight as stream after stream of cum came flying out of my dick.

I could feel her pussy’s death grip on my dick loosen, as my cum pushed her insides apart. After the last jet of cum came out, I relaxed and let my dick just naturally slide out of her sore and gaping cunt. My dick slammed against the floor, making a slapping sound that got all the other girl’s attention. My cum kept plopping out of her pussy, and laid on the floor in a big pile. I moved on to the next girl. Once again, I forgot Andre was there until he began to speak again.

“One down and nine to go, my nigga! We’re not leaving until everyone of these worthless whores is filled to the brim with your thick cum.” I just smiled at Andre as a million thoughts ran through my head. As crazy as it sounds, I wasn’t even close to being tired or exhausted…but how could that be? I had just fucked this girl for an hour straight, and yet I felt like I could keep fucking for a whole day before getting tired.

Even more surprising was that my nuts felt full and heavy again. Even though I had just cum what was most likely a couple gallons…I felt even more cum still inside of me. I guess everything that Andre had said about black men was right. As I was ready to push my dick into the next girl in the kneeling line, she interjected.

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A Friend in Need Ch. 05

The bar was so packed that it was hard to move around. We had arrived at about eight o'clock and three hours later, while the band was taking a break between sets, I was wandering around the room to see if there was anybody I knew. I had half-hoped I'd see Miriam -- I talked to her a couple of days before, a friendly, flirty conversation, and while we hadn't made any plans, she had said she might stop in to see the band with some friends. I walked around looking out for her, but if she was out with friends that would probably mean we wouldn't be getting a repeat of last weekend, which kind of dampened my enthusiasm. It would probably be better to call her up again and ask her out for next weekend instead, to have her undivided attention and thus improve my chances of getting her in the sack again.

And anyways, I wasn't supposed to be out trying to get laid -- I was supposed to be trying to help Colleen get laid.

We had hung out together for the first couple of hours, at first sitting at a table and then when the band started to play we moved toward the stage to dance. But then came the time to cut her loose, and off she went to chat up some guy she had bumped into on the dance floor. The band was loud -- they were nothing special but they were OK, playing hard rock like Zeppelin, AC-DC and an unfortunate amount of Nickelback -- heaven save us from fucking Nickelback -- so Colleen and her new friend had moved away from the stage. She smiled at me as she squeezed through the crowd and I mouthed "good luck" before she disappeared from view.

That had been about an hour ago. In that time I had stayed with the band, dancing with a couple of girls who flitted away when I tried to strike up conversations, and making regular visits to the bar. I saw a few people I knew casually or just by sight, but no one I felt comfortable going up to and hanging out with. And no sign whatsoever of Miriam.

I was a little disappointed about that, I guess. I had no cause for jealousy, but I couldn't help feeling a pang at the thought of her chatting up someone across town at the Horseshoe, then going home with him, and then sharing the intimacy, as she put it, of taking his cum in her mouth. Oh well. Been there, done that. Hopefully get to try again sometime soon.

As I made my rounds, I also wasn't seeing either Colleen or her dance partner anywhere and I started to think that maybe they had hit it off and had moved on to greener pastures together. She had picked me up at the shop after work and we went out for a greasy-spoon dinner before heading out drinking. She had been in an odd mood, glum and nervous at the same time, grousing that we were probably wasting our time and that she wasn't going to be meeting anybody anyway. I tried to cheer her up and lighten the mood, suggesting, among other things, that she undo yet another button on her white blouse, which was already showing a fair bit of cleavage and red lacy bra. She laughed and blushed. She had fretted about the outfit, the black leather miniskirt and fuck-me heels. She had started out with pantyhose, but when she came into the shop I sent her to the can to take it off. I jokingly suggested she leave the panties behind too, but from her response -- a dry "ha ha" -- I assumed she ignored that particular piece of advice.

Once we got to the bar, though, her mood improved and she started to have fun. We warmed up with a few beers and by the time we hit the dance floor she was in full swing, dancing up a storm and waving her arms around. Her leather mini kept riding up and she kept having to stop to tug it back into place. Before she collided with the guy, I had noticed him checking her out and slowly but surely making his way toward her through the crowd of writhing bodies, so presumably the collision was premeditated on his part. He looked OK, too, a good pick for her experiment in post-marital debauchery, her rebound fling: a few years younger than her, in his early or mid-20s, with short brown hair and a face handsome enough without being overbearing, with a day's worth of stubble on his cheeks and chin. Probably just a couple of years out of college and working for one of the IT companies in town. And so off they went.

It was during one of my trips back to the bar, after a piss break, that I saw them again. They were sitting across the open, square-shaped bar from where I emerged from the crowd. The guy was talking, leaning in close so his face was near hers, and Colleen was nodding with a look of supreme boredom on her face. As I got to the bar she looked across and saw me and a look of alarm crossed her face, which the guy must not have noticed, because he kept on talking without breaking stride. I nodded and smiled at her and Colleen casually reached up and rubbed the back of her head with her hand, still looking at me. I winked at her and she shot me a pleading look and rubbed her head more vigorously. I looked at her questioningly and she rolled her eyes and mouthed the words, "help me, you idiot."

That, I got. I grabbed my fresh beer and slowly made my way through the crowd around the bar. When I reached Colleen, the guy was still talking into her ear, but when I put my hand on the small of her back, she turned to me and smiled.

"Dave, this is -" she started.

"Hi sweetheart," I cut her off, then before I even knew what I was doing, I bent over and kissed her. At first she didn't react, but then as if by reflex her lips opened and the tip of her tongue snaked out. Our tongues just touched and then, as if we both snapped out of it at the same time, we broke the kiss. Colleen had a slightly shocked look on her face, but she was also smiling, and I smiled back at her. "Who's your friend, sweetie?"

"Oh, shit," the guy said. He awkwardly got up from his stool and bumped into someone behind him. "I'm sorry, dude. I didn't know she had a boyfriend." He disappeared into the crowd as if he had melted.

"So how did I do?" I turned back to Colleen and now, through the beer, the thought of what I had just done struck me and I worried about how she was going to react. I was worried for nothing, it looked like, because she grinned and started to laugh.

"You should see your face," she said. "Was I that bad?"

Phew. "Not at all," I said. "Although that caesar's salad at supper probably wasn't the best idea."

"Jerk," she laughed, slapping me playfully in the stomach. "What took you so long? I was dying here. What a bore he turned out to be. He told me he lives with his parents and he was hinting that we should go back to my place. 'I always make a point of having cab fare for two tucked away in my wallet,' he said." She was laughing hard now, tears welling in the corners of her eyes.

"Sounds like exactly why we were here in the first place," I said. "He's ready, he's willing, he has cab fare, what more do you need? And since he still lives with mom, I assume he was also wearing clean shorts, which is more than can be said for a lot of guys you're going to meet here. Present company excluded, of course."

"Great," Colleen giggled. "There's something to look forward to. Then he started to tell me about work. He went on and on about some animation thing he's doing for some video game company in Korea."

"Freshly laundered, and well-travelled. You're all set."

"Well, the freshly laundered certainly does sound good," she laughed. "Let's have one more drink, and then what do you say we get out of here? I've had enough manhunting for one night."

"Do you still have my money, or have you spent it all?"

"I've got it. I'll pay for this round, though. But then you have to buy the next one. And the cab."

"I have beer in the fridge and half a quart of tequila," Colleen said. "We'll go back and listen to some tunes."

"Now you're talking."

When we got to Colleen's place, I made a beeline for the stereo while Colleen went to the kitchen. I dug around her CD collection for a while, then I turned on the satellite receiver and tuned in a classic rock channel. A Pink Floyd song came on as Colleen returned from the kitchen. In one hand she had two cans of beer. In the other, she had a quart bottle of tequila and two shot glasses.

"Oh, my," I said. "I think I see tomorrow's hangover. Hell, I think I see Sunday's hangover too, for that matter."

"Don't be such a wuss," she said. I took a beer and opened it. Colleen arranged the shot glasses on the coffee table and filled them, then handed one to me.

"What, no lime?"

"I'm fresh out," she said.

"Well, surely you must have a salt shaker, at least."

"Take it like a man," she said, and poured hers down the hatch. She swallowed and her eyes watered, but after a few seconds she looked at me and smiled.

"Well? Are you waiting for a written invitation?"

I knocked back the shot and the glass barely hit the table before Colleen was refilling them both. We clinked our glasses and downed them again, mine in one quick go, Colleen's in two noticeably hesitant gulps followed by a red-faced grimace.

"OK," she said, screwing the cap back onto the bottle. "I think we've proven everything we needed to prove here."

"I think you're going to be sick," I said. Actually, I didn't feel so hot myself.

"No, I'm fine," she said, taking an experimental sip from her beer can then putting it back down on the coffee table and standing. "I'll be right back."

Colleen walked shakily to the bathroom and closed the door. I drained my own beer then picked up hers - no point letting it go to waste, and from the muffled sounds coming down the hallway, it didn't seem likely that Colleen would be wanting to finish it.

I finished that one and got another from the fridge and still there was no sign of Colleen. I was settled on the couch, listening to the tunes -- more Floyd, it sounded like they were playing all of Dark Side of he Moon -- when about a quarter-hour after she went in, she came out of the bathroom, wearing a modest cotton nighty, her cheeks red-splotched and her hair a damp, tangled beehive.

"I'm going to crash," she slurred. "You want to come keep me company? I feel kind of gross."

"Really? Well, you look smashing," I said.

"Asshole." She turned down the hall toward her bedroom. I got up and turned off the stereo. As soon as I stood up it occurred to me how much I'd had to drink. I made a pit stop and when I went into the bedroom I was surprised to find Colleen still awake, sitting up on the bed.

"Did you get lost or something?"

"Took me a while to disinfect you toothbrush before I could borrow it," I said.

"Oh, gross." She giggled as I sat on the bed next to her. She leaned against me. She smelled of liquor, tobacco smoke and floral-scented shampoo. She settled herself in against me and I put my arm around her. She took my hand in hers and pulled my arm tighter round herself, leaning her head back against me.

"Thanks for coming out with me," she said. "I guess I kind of blew it though, didn't I? I actually had a guy, I picked him up, and I just let him go. What a wimp."

"He didn't look that bad," I said. I sat her up and started rubbing her shoulders, working them with my fingers.

"Not him, me," she said. "I don't think I'm ever going to get laid again."

"Oh, as if," I said. I dug right into her shoulder with my fingers, earning a loud groan.

"That feels really good," Colleen moaned. "Could you do it a little harder?"

Ahh, yes, the chiropractor's ex-wife. I bore down harder and dug my thumb into the flesh of her shoulder blade. Colleen gasped.

"Sorry," I said. "Did that hurt?"

"Just a little," she said. "It feels good." She leaned back against me and hummed contentedly as I worked on her shoulders with both hands. It became more awkward now with her against me, but she took my right hand in hers and guided it to her collarbone.

"Do the front, too," she said. I started to massage the front part of her shoulders with both hands, but again she took my hand and this time she pulled it down so it was on her right tit.

"No, here," she said. Her breathing was hard now. Mine was starting to get there as I tentatively ran my fingertips over her hard nipple. I pinched it gently and Colleen gasped. She turned her head toward me and looked up at me. In the dim light coming in from the window, I could make out her eyes, glazed with lust, and her half-open mouth invited me to kiss her. I lowered my face to hers and as our lips met we kissed softly at first, then with more force, our mouths devouring one another, our tongues wrestling. I moved my hand under her nightie from one tit to the other, massaging them in turn. Colleen moaned loudly as with my other hand, I started to explore her body outside the nightie, running my hand along her side down to her hip and along her thigh until I reached the hem. I slipped my hand underneath and slid it up her thigh until I reached her bush.

"Oh, Dave," she moaned. I gently brushed my fingers over her pubic hair and Colleen parted her thighs. I ran my middle finger down into her slit and found her clit, which swelled at my touch. "Oh yeah," she said. I gently rubbed her clit, then moved down between her lips. Her pussy was soaked and my fingers slipped easily into her hot hole.

With my other hand, I was pinching Colleen's nipples, moving from one to the other. In this position, though, pressed together front to back, it was awkward reaching everything and kissing her at the same time, so Colleen lay down beside me and stretched her arms above her head. In the dim light, she smiled up at me.

"Now then," she said, "where were we?"

"Just a second," I said. I got up on my knees and undid my belt. By now my cock was straining so hard against my jeans that it hurt. I pulled my pants down and kicked them off, leaving my hard cock tenting my boxers. Colleen watched wide-eyed, licking her lips, then she tentatively reached out her hand and touched my cock through the fabric.

"Oh, god, Dave," she panted. She softly ran her fingers up and down my bulge. Her fingertip found the ridge of my cock head and traced it.

"Do you want to see it?" I said. Colleen closed her eyes and nodded. "Take it out. It's all yours." She hooked her fingers in the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down. My fully erect cock stood straight out, just inches from her face.

"Oh, baby," she whispered. She tentatively ran her fingertips along my length, then wrapped her hand around it.

"Oh yeah," I said. I put my hand on hers and jerked it up and down my cock.

"It's so beautiful," she said. "It's all mine?"

"All yours."

"It's so big," she said. "Bigger than Jeff's. It's way longer, and thicker." She jerked it without any help from me. "And I'd never seen a circumcised one before. Not in person."

"So you like it, then?"

"I love it," Colleen said. "Can I taste it?"

"As much as you want." She giggled and moved her face closer. I moved closer too and she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. She touched the tip of her tongue to my cock head, then rubbed her lips against it. She moaned softly as she took my head into her mouth, slowly, nervously, then I could feel her tongue working against it.

"Oh god, baby," I said. She started moving back and forth on it, taking about a third of my length into her mouth. It was time to start returning the favour, so I reached down and pulled her nightie up around her waist, exposing her pussy. Her bush was a neatly trimmed triangle, and Colleen spread her legs for me as my fingers went back to work on her cunt. She moaned loudly as I slipped one, then a second finger into her hot, wet hole.

"That feels so good, Dave," she said, letting my cock out of her mouth with a pop. By now, I was afraid I might let go too soon if she kept up her oral attentions, so I moved down between her legs, which she spread wide for me, and nibbled at the inside of her thighs. Colleen giggled, but her giggles were replaced by loud moans when I ran my tongue up the length of her twat and sucked her swollen clit between my lips.

"Oh, fuck, Dave!" she screamed. I flicked my tongue over her clit, then pressed it into her hot hole, savouring her juices. Colleen grabbed me by the hair with both hands and pulled my face against her pussy. Her hips were gyrating, smearing her juices all over my chin and cheeks. I could see where this was heading, but I didn't want her to come like this -- not yet. I pushed myself up and pulled my shorts off, then I tugged at her nightie.

"Take this off," I panted. I jerked my cock as I watched Colleen quickly pull the nightie up over her head and I saw her tits for the first time, firm handfuls capped by hard, dark-pink nipples. Colleen lay back down and ran her hands over her tits, squeezing them together. She smiled at me, her eyes sexily half-closed, her lips swollen and shiny.

"So what do you want to do now?" she said.

"I have a few ideas," I said. My cock in hand, I rubbed it against her pussy, the thick head parting her moist lips, and Colleen groaned in appreciation.

"Put it in me," she panted. I rubbed it against her clit.

"What's that?" I said.

"Your ... cock. Put it in me. Please, Dave. I want it inside me."

"Well, since you asked so nicely." I pressed slowly forward and my cock slipped into her tight, wet pussy. Colleen's eyes were round and her mouth wide open in a silent scream as I slid more and more of it into her, until I was all the way in. I leaned forward and kissed her, our tongues frantically entwined as I started to move inside her, a slow, probing grind. Colleen wrapped her arms and legs tightly around me and sucked my earlobe into her mouth.

"Om my god," she groaned. "I can't believe how big your cock feels inside me." I raised myself on my hands and started to fuck in and out of her harder. By now, her face and chest were flushed deep red. I bent over and took her left nipple into my mouth. Colleen gasped, then started to buck her hips harder against me.

"I'm going to cum," she said. "You're making me cum with your big, beautiful cock."

"I'm going to cum too," I panted. The tingling was moving from my balls up my cock.

"Cum inside me," she said. "I want to feel your cum inside me. Oh god, I'm cummingggg!"

Colleen arched her back and mashed her pussy against me as her orgasm hit. At the same time, the first spurt of cum erupted from my cock and Colleen's pussy milked it as she came, her wet cunt squeezing me. She was shaking violently and she sucked my shoulder as she tried to keep from screaming out loud. Finally it was over, and I collapsed on top of her, my cock still snugly inside her pussy. She wrapped her arms and legs around me again as we kissed deeply.

"Hey buddy," I said, breaking the kiss and looking down into her face.

"Hey yourself," she said, her eyes sparkling. Her hair was plastered to her forehead by sweat. "So is this what they mean by 'friends with benefits'?"

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