April 12, 2022
Earlier in the evening, at my wife’s insistence, I had sucked my first cock. Later, after my wife’s gay boyfriend had left the party, only my wife, her lesbian girlfriend, and me (the cuckold) remained. About ten o’clock, my wife made the first move, kneeling on the floor between the legs of her lover, pulling aside sexy black lingerie that she had modeled for us earlier, my wife began performing cunnilingus. Still naked except for my cock cage, I walked over and sat on the floor next to my wife for a better view. My wife’s lover moaned, then looked down at me with squinty eyes and faintly smiled. In approval, I returned the smile and then focused my attention of voyeuring the details of my wife’s tongue fucking her lover’s pussy. A few minutes later they were on the floor with her girlfriend on top. They rubbed against each other while still wearing clothes. I walked over and asked if she wanted help out of her lingerie and I unclipped the bra. She stood up briefly and I helped slide the lace bodysuit down her legs. In the moment I felt like a cuckold fluffing my wife’s bull l before they fucked, but in this case was the person had no penis, just a garment that was getting in the way. Like a dutiful cuckold, I took my place on the floor next to the women who were close to fucking. Still on top, I leaned over to give my wife’s lover a kiss, an act I expect to do upon first arriving at the party but was now just getting around to. It was an odd moment for me to make such a move as the women were clearly focused on one another. I expected a peck, but instead the woman lustfully thrusted her tongue in my mouth. I returned to my place away from the action and simply observed. After a few minutes, her lover asked if my wife had brought any toys. I knew of course what she was talking about, the strap-on. It has become clear to me that she enjoys penetration much more so than my wife does. Without the toy, my wife’s lover asked if she could “take off that thing” while pointing at my cage, to which my wife replied “absolutely not … I don’t even have the key with me.” My wife’s preparation had panned out as I would only be observing the fuck that night. Unfortunately, my wife had only brought a small vibrator, which she sent me to the car to fetch.
Upon my return, the living room was empty and I heard noises from the bedroom. Walking into the bedroom, I found both women naked and in bed scissoring one another with my wife on top. I let my pants drop to the ground in the doorway and my wife turned around and said “you just watch.” I took my place next to the writhing bodies and observed the women fuck each other. After a few minutes I leaned over and kissed my wife. I then leaned over and kissed her girlfriend. After grinding against each other for what seemed like thirty minutes, there was a pause in the action. My wife pointed at her red bush and I knew she was signaling me to get to work licking her. In the moment, I craved the taste of pussy and got to work immediately licking her. The first thing I noticed is that she was sopping wet and aromatic. It reminded me I was getting “sloppy seconds.” She has been fucking nearly ninety minutes. It surprised me at first as I was used to her being dry as I began to form cunnilingus. The taste and smell were familiar. They were tastes and smells that I experienced nearly every day for the past seven years. As my wife often encouraged me not to wash her from my face after performing cunnilingus/anallingus, they were tastes and smells that I would frequently experience all day. On their backs, after some time of performing my cuckoldly duties, I moved to her lover’s pussy. It was also very wet as I began to perform cunnilingus on her. I immediately realized I was experiencing something for the first time, the scents and flavors of a second woman. I have licked other women, but this was different. Performing cunnilingus of women months/years apart, you fail to realize that each woman’s chemistry is unique. I was performing cunnilingus/anallingus on two women at the same time, and for the first time making a side-by-side comparison. At that point, I kissed my wife and she pointed out I smelled like her lover’s pussy. She of course recognized the scent of her lover because they had by this time made love three times.