Chapter 1

“Umm, noo!” my wife Jackie complained as she pushed me away as I tried to suck on her nipple, this while she was being pounded mercilessly by Lars, our third for this threesome. Obviously, she just wanted to enjoy the cock in her pussy for now, rather than be overstimulated by me.

“I love it when you tell me what to do,” I whispered into her ear before backing off the bed, jacking my cock as I did so. Plopping down in a chair, I sat and watched the show, fascinated now by my wife’s gorgeous ass, accented by the fact that Lars had her knees over his shoulders, allowing him to penetrate her fully.

“Your so sexy!” I announced as I panted, meaning every word of it. She opened her eyes then to look toward me with a bemused look that soon turned to one of ecstasy as she let Lars pound her ruthlessly.

“Ohhh ... ohhh...” she moaned.

She was thirty-four, and I was forty-one, which was a fact that as of late had started to worry me. I’d come to believe she was at the peak of her sexuality, while I was starting to decline, at least in my own mind, which was perhaps why I so loved to watch her get fucked by younger men. Well hung men were certainly the best to watch, though I in no way felt gay, nor do I think did Lars. This was his third session that I’d arranged with us, which had taken little effort from me to convince my wife to allow, unlike the first two.

“Should I cum?” I asked as I stared, mesmerized as Lars’s balls bounced off her shaved pussy, over and over, at a pace I could no longer match. Well, I could, I reassured myself, but not for long.

“Mmm...” she moaned as she looked at me again, then shook her head no, which suddenly made me want to cum more. “ ... not in that chair!” she scolded. “Oohhh ... ohhhh...”

“Ok!” I replied quickly as I stood and approached the bed again, causing my wife to stretch out a hand, but the distance was too great and so her fingers barely brushed my cock. “Can I come now?”

“Tell him no,” I heard Lars whisper into her ear, which caused Jackie to blink rapidly for a moment before smiling up a Lars, then turning to me to say, “No,” in a teasing fashion.

“Ohhh!” I exclaimed as I dared to drop to my knees on the floor, releasing my cock suddenly and raising my hands a little to emphasize this fact.

“AAAHG! He’s a cuck!” Lars growled as he increased the pace, not evening bothering to look my way. I preferred he didn’t, I decided as his words were humiliating enough, and yet they excited me.

“OHHH!” Jackie called as she closed her eyes, giving into the fuck totally now.

I wanted her to orgasm so badly! I really did, I assured myself as I unknowingly began jacking off again, this while Lars began grunting out cum, which I could now see leaking around his big cock. When he unplugged my wife, I watched in near ecstasy as cum gushed out for a moment, spilling down upon her asshole. The two giggled then as they kissed, both looking at me occasionally.

“You should put a cage on him,” Lars suggested as he got up and started dressing.

Jackie turned slowly to look at me again, saying absently, “People do that, don’t they...”

“Yep ... hope we can do this again real soon,” Lars said as he bent down to kiss her one last time, then left without saying a word to me.

“Mmm, loved it!” my wife cooed as she dreamily watched him leave. Moments passed, before she looked at me again, almost as if she’d forgotten I was still kneeling beside the bed. “You want to lick my pussy, don’t you?” she asked in an amused tone.

“Yes!” I told her with enthusiasm as I stroked my cock and slowly stood, praying now that she would let me do it. I knew she preferred I didn’t do it while Lars was still present, but since he was now gone, I moved in to start lapping.

“No,” she teased as she pushed at my forehead, just before I got close enough to lick her pussy. “You can lick or you can cum—but not both!”

“Really?” I asked excitedly, stroking my cock ever faster now.

“Ah-huh...”

“Ohhh,” I huffed as I stared at her sloppy pussy, excited beyond belief at being forced to choose. Why did I like this so much, I asked myself, nodding my head slowly in wonder.

“Make your choice,” she said as she placed a pillow under her head, “Or I’ll take a shower ... and maybe won’t let you cum.”

“Ohhh, honey,” I breathed, “Please tell me what to do.”

“Really ... is that what you want?” she teased, knowing that by this point in our marriage that I did. I’d hinted at this desire of mine to be dominated by her for months it seemed, with her blowing off the suggestions each time. But now that she was becoming comfortable with threesomes, in our own bed no less, she’d been starting to show a wilder side, like she was doing now.

“I’ll do whatever you tell me—I swear it!” I declared.

“Hmm,” she replied as she swung her legs to the side then stood up. “Jack off then—I’m taking a shower.”

“You’re not going to watch?” I begged to know as she headed for the bathroom.

“Nope, do or don’t.”

“Ummmm,” I whined as I jerked my cock, just as she closed the bathroom door, leaving me hanging for a moment, but then she opened it again, quickly commanding, “Jack-off!” before slamming it shut again.

I did as told.

I arrived home, tired from work, wondering now why I heard a conversation going on upstairs as I had expected no one to be home at this time of the day. My wife worked and my stepdaughter, Rina, was usually doing some sport or afterschool activity at this time, so I was a little confused as I walked to the foot of the stairs. I heard giggling now from my wife, which nearly instantly got my cock a little hard. She obviously wasn’t alone.

“Hi honey!” Jackie called out as I peeked into our bedroom, finding her sitting on Lars’s lap at the small desk in the room. They both had been looking at the screen of a large laptop, which Lars must have brought with him.

“Your home early,” I said a little hesitantly, wondering now if her and Lars had become more serious behind my back. So far it had been just for sex, but now I wondered.

“Yeah,” she replied softly as she watched a video on the screen, same as Lars.

They were both fully dressed, so I assumed I’d either missed the action or it hadn’t started yet. Since there was no smell of sex in the air, I began to conclude there soon would be. “A spontaneous meeting?” I suggested as stepped a little closer.

“Don’t watch!” she protested as she shifted the laptop away from me a little, making it harder for me to see what they were watching. Pretty sure it involved a caged cock, I told myself from what little I saw. “He forced me,” she said to me after a moment.

“You begged me!” Lars protested as he began kissing her deeply.

“Yeah...” she moaned, “ ... but you started it!”

My cock was leaking I could feel now as I forced myself to remain still and silent, wanting in the worst way for my wife to acknowledge this. They kissed more and I just watched, fascinated again by her beauty and vibrancy.

“Umm...” she moaned as their lips parted, “We ordered you a cock-cage,” she said with a cute side to side motion of her head, not looking my way as she said it as if a bit embarrassed by this fact. This confirmed my suspicions about what they’d been watching.

“Ok,” I chuckled, after which I licked my lips and wondered where this was all heading.

“And a riding crop,” Lars teased into her ear.

“Don’t tell him—you’ll scare him,” Jackie protested with a grin. “Didn’t know Amazon sold this stuff—oh and we did order that hood. I didn’t click on it!”