Chapter 1

It was the afternoon of Kathy's weekly girlfriend meeting. They met every week in one of their houses. When at our house, I, Kathy's househusband, Pete, always waited on them, bringing Margaritas and any other refreshments that they wanted. I hadn't had a job in years, not since marrying Kathy. Kathy was a very successful sales manager, and her income was more than sufficient to keep us both in style. And besides, Kathy liked keeping me around the house, and she relished keeping me as her own personal, private little plaything.

Kathy always insisted that I wear tight shorts while waiting on them. The shorts were very revealing and really showed off my butt and other items. As I moved around, waiting on them, Kathy's girl friends just couldn't resist occasionally giving my butt a playful pat, or slap, or even a quick, sharp little goose.

The first time Kathy's best friend, Cindy, goosed me during a meeting, I jumped and let out a loud "oooohhhhhh!" The girls all laughed heartily at that. "Wow!" said Cindy, "Pete really seems to have an especially sensitive little backside, there."

"Oh yes," laughed Kathy, "Pete's always been very sensitive back there, but he's become even more sensitive in the past 3 months. Haven't you, Pete?"

I just said, "Oh, Kathy, stop it!" And I then rushed off to the kitchen. Kathy and her friends all laughed at me.

"Really, girls," said Kathy, "About 3 months ago, I started to really work on boosting his awareness down there and to really open up his receptivity in that area, and the results have been just incredible!"

Kathy's girlfriends responded with blank stares. Cindy spoke up and said, "what are we talking about here, exactly, Kathy? Are you referring to bedroom activities?"

"Yes, that's right," said Kathy, "I've been working on Pete's backdoor responses in the bedroom, and it's been a real eye opener! And that's not all that's been opened! I've really been able to get Pete to open up, wide open, to a whole new side of him. Right now, for instance, he has a butt plug in him"

"Oh Kathy" said Cindy, "you're almost as bad as a man, sometimes, bragging about your sex life. You're been hinting around for ages about all the cool things you've trained Pete to do. Well I think that if you're so darn proud of him, why not show us all a no-holds-barred show of your little hubby's special talents?"

This silenced Kathy for the time being. She was taken aback, at first, by the suggestion that she put her bedroom love making practices on public display. The girls continued to talk, and the discussion moved on to other topics, but Kathy's mind couldn't help returning to Cindy's idea.

Just then, I came into the room with another round of drinks and said, "Hey Girls, what're you all talking about?" I looked over at my wife and was puzzled by the strange glint I saw in her eye, and a mysterious little smirk that played at the corners of her mouth.

Cindy then asked, with a wicked little smirk, "Have you decided about him yet, Kathy?"

I froze in the middle of what I was doing and asked, "Decided what? Kathy, What haven't you told me? Tell me, Kathy, please!"

The girls all laughed at me and Kathy said, "Now Pete, you know better than to get yourself all excited about things before you know exactly what they are."

First off, we all know that you're my little house husband, that you're my property and are entirely mine to do with as I please, don't we?"

"Yes, Kathy," I whispered.

"Secondly," said Kathy, "you know that, no matter what I do, and however much you may find the things I do to you to be strange or uncomfortable, that I always have your welfare and best interests at heart, don't I?"

"Yes, Kathy," I answered again.

"Then you have absolutely nothing to worry about, do you, Pete?" asked Kathy, with a sly wink to her friends. "Now stop being so silly and go and get us some more drinks," commanded Kathy.

After the girls had a couple more drinks and been chatting together for a while, Kathy said, "Well, I don't know about you girls, but those drinks really hit the spot. I'm feeling nice and loose now, and a bit horny. I could definitely do with some loving attention from my cute little househusband. What do you say, Pete? Are you in the mood to give me a little lovin'?"

"Please Kathy," I said in soft urgent voice, "don't talk like that in front of company."

But Kathy just ignored me, and, leaning back on the couch, stuck her butt out over the end of the cushion, hiked up her skirt, and pulled off her panties.

I left when I saw what Kathy was doing, to hide in the kitchen.

Kathy apologized to her friends and said, "well, it looks like now I'll have to go and get Pete straightened out. Please bear with me, girls, it'll only take me a couple of minutes." Then she got up and headed off to the kitchen. The girls could hear Kathy talking in a low, firm voice, and Pete responding. Then, Kathy burst through the kitchen door, marching quickly to the bedroom, with me in tow.

From the bedroom, the girls heard nothing for a moment, and then they began to hear a series of smacks, while Kathy's voice spoke in a low, lecturing tone. Soon, the smacks stopped, and Kathy and I reappeared. My face was very red and tear streaked, and my lower lip trembled as I gingerly rubbed my bottom with both hands.

"Ok, Pete," said Kathy, "are you ready now to do as you're told?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said in a small, frightened voice.

The three friends looked at each other in amazement and then at Kathy. "That's right when we're here by ourselves or when I tell him he calls me Mistress," Kathy told them, "As Matter fact Pete from now on you will address us all as Mistress! Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress," I replied.

Kathy sat back down on the couch, leaned back and hiked up her skirt, exposing her hot, wet pussy. "Ok Pete," said Kathy, "come over here and get down on your knees and show my friends here how good I trained you as a pussy licker."

Then Kathy stopped and said, "Wait a minute, I almost forgot. Whenever I make Pete go down and serve me with his mouth, it never fails that his little dick gets very hard, as well. Isn't that right, Pete?"

"Oh please, Mistress, I beg of you, no more humiliation!"

"I'll take that answer as a 'yes'," said Kathy.

"So, to help make Pete feel a little less constrained while he's paying oral tribute to me, I always let him play with his little dick while he's licking me. Isn't that right, Pete?"

I saw that there was no point in trying to object, so I just stood there in silence and agreed with her.

"Yup," said Kathy, "so now is no different. And you know what that means, don't you, Pete? Take off all your clothes except your t-shirt." Then she said to her friends, "I let him keep his t-shirt on for warmth and security, you know." Turning back to Pete, Kathy added, "but remember, Pete, while you're playing with your little dick, be very careful not to get too carried away and have a naughty little accident, Ok? You know you're only allowed to cum when I give you my express permission, don't you?"

I did as I was told and was soon standing in the middle of the living room, naked except for my t-shirt.

Then, Kathy leaned back luxuriantly on the couch, naked from the waist down, and spread her legs wide apart and beckoned me to come over to her. Her soft, furry pussy was thrust shamelessly up towards me. I looked down at her soft, glowing sex, it's moist pink lips slightly parted, and I could smell it's tangy sweet musk rise up to where I stood. The smell of Kathy's sweet pussy had its usual effect on me, and my dick started getting hard.

Meanwhile, Kathy was getting tired of waiting with her legs wide open, and said, "C'mon, Pete, quit daydreaming and get down on your knees and start giving my pussy some attention. If you keep me waiting too much longer, my poor little pussy might catch cold."

While Kathy's friends watched, I got down on my knees between her legs and bent over, bringing my face down close to her pussy. Her pussy was only an inch from my face and its heavy, musky odor overpowered me. I stared at the soft pink flesh, the mossy fur, the slightly glistening lips, as if in a trance.

"C'mon," said Kathy, "don't keep me and my friends waiting. I'm dying to feel you work your magic, and my friends are anxious to see how a real pro like you performs. I told them how good you were at it, and how much you enjoy doing it. So don't just sit there and breathe on it, get down on it and start licking!"

Burning with shame and humiliation at being made to do this very private and very submissive thing for the entertainment of my wife's friends, I bent forwards and gingerly pressed my mouth against her hot, steamy pussy.

As Kathy's friends waited and watched in breathless anticipation, I slowly began to lick my wife's sweet pussy lips. As I did so, my right hand automatically began, just as it always did when I am servicing my wife, to reach between my legs and curl its fingers eagerly around my hard little dick. I began to push my face more forcefully into her steamy sex, and to lick more aggressively. As the sensations began to overwhelm her, Kathy threw back her head and abandoned herself to my aggressive licking and then I began slowly at first began to tongue fuck her pussy. Kathy's friends leaned forward, smiling and giggling as they watched me eagerly perform this submissive sexual service for her. And forgetting for the moment where I was, I began to enjoy the sensations of pleasing my wife, combined with the wonderful feelings I was giving myself with my hand as I slowly, but firmly, stroked myself.

Soon, Kathy was grasping me by the back of the head and forcefully pulling my face into her crotch, her hips bucking wildly as she started to cum, telling me to swallow all of her cum and then to suck her clit so she could have another orgasm.

After Kathy was done cumming for the second time, she released her hold on my head and let me come up for air. I did so, gasping and sputtering, my whole face slimy and dripping from her cum and knowing of the pleasure that my wife had derived from my submissive oral tribute.

"Run and fetch me a towel, won't you, Pete," said Kathy, in an offhand way. "Oh, and while you're at it, why don't you try and do something about all that gunk on your face, too, Ok? Really, Pete, you are a sight!"

As Pete turned to go to the bathroom, Kathy turned to her friends and said, "see, I told you he was a great little pussy eater. Pretty impressive, huh?"

Kathy's friends all agreed that what they had seen was an outstanding performance. Kathy said, "Cindy, you look a little flustered. It looks to me like maybe you got a little carried away while watching Pete's performance. In fact, I'd be willing to bet you'd like to try a little sample of that for yourself, wouldn't you?"

Cindy blushed, and said in a soft sexy voice, "Really, Kathy, you are just too much sometimes! But seriously, it did look absolutely heavenly what he was doing for you down there. I'd be lying if I told you I wasn't thinking about what it would feel like to have the same thing done to me."

"Ha! You're a dirty little vixen after my own heart," said Kathy, "and in case any of you haven't already guessed, It is 'Ladies Night', and Pete is available to be freely used by each and every one of you in any way you like."

I was almost to the bathroom when I heard my wife in the next room offering my sexual services to her friends.

As I returned to the living room, I saw that Cindy had replaced my wife in the middle of the sofa, and had removed her panties and hiked up her skirt to reveal her moist, mossy pussy. The girls noticed me standing at the entrance to the living room, staring at Cindy's pussy. I hoped it was all just a joke, but when I looked over at my wife, the stern, commanding expression on her face told me otherwise.

Soon, I was on my knees in front of Cindy, nervously taking in the different look and smell of her hot, moist pussy. Kathy told me to stop screwing around and get to work, and so I meekly bent my head and started paying Cindy the same kind of oral tribute as I had to Kathy a few minutes before. Soon Cindy was grabbing the back of by head and trying to pull it into her pussy as she came and came again.

Cindy looked at Kim and said, "Kim, Kathy was right he can really lick pussy! You need to let him do you." Cindy got up and Kim removed her panties sat down hiked he skirt up and said, " Get over Pussy Licker and make me cum!" Her cunt was like a jungle, meaty, dripping, and hair everywhere. As I pressed my nose against her bush and licked around her clit, I caught the strong scent of her sex. I love it, the musky taste, and the smell of her sweat.

Now I moved down a bit to get my tongue into Kim's opening. Her cunt was drenched, her juices pooling between the lips and at the rim of her vagina. I licked and sucked, licked and sucked, loving the taste of it.

Then, on an impulse, I slipped further down and swiped my tongue over the knot of her asshole. I heard her groan, and then I felt her knees pull up to make herself more available. She wanted it. All right, I would give it to her. I lapped her asshole again and kept my tongue there. I started rimming her, circling my tongue around the ring, tapping it repeatedly, and pushing my tongue at the tiny opening. She had her knees pulled all the way back to her breasts and I had a clear field. When Kim's asshole opened, I pushed my tongue inside her and worked it in and out. She was masturbating now. I could feel her fingers rubbing her clitoris above my nose. I continued working her asshole as her knees started rocking. She groaned, trembled, gripped my head with her hands and came on my face and I felt her asshole clutching at my tongue.

Finally Connie said that she wanted some too. She removed her pants and panties stood before me, and then pushed me back on to the floor, her tits swaying as she lowered her full form onto me.