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Sam never hid her bisexuality. Although we\u2019d been married and had a monogamous relationship for four years, I still saw her looking at lesbian porn from time to time and her preferred reading material was fictional LGBTQ historical novels. I once raised the issue of her lesbian instincts while I was going down on her, and I asked, \u201cIs this how lesbians do it?\u201d She laughed and said it was the same, but different. I believe I understood what she meant because a lot of sex is in your head, and I imagined just knowing a man or woman was licking your pussy would make a difference. For example, being strictly heterosexual, it would freak me out knowing a man was sucking my cock.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I first met Sam\u2019s friend Cat at a party. I struck up a conversation with her while Sam was in the restroom, but I didn\u2019t know they knew each other until Sam returned. Upon seeing each other they hugged and then kissed on the lips. Sam said, \u201cI haven\u2019t seen you in ages.\u201d Cat explained why, \u201cI have been overseas going to graduate school. I just returned to the United States a few weeks ago.\u201d The two of them were inseparable the rest of the party. While I stuck around for a while, I got bored with the conversation, which mostly involved talking about their shared experiences, so I left to find myself a drink and perhaps another conversation. After about thirty minutes, I found Sam. She was still talking with Cat. I waited for a pause in the conversation, and then asked Sam if she was ready to go. Cat chimed in and begged her not to leave, \u201cIt\u2019s still early. I\u2019ll give you a ride home.\u201d Sam looked at me and I said, \u201cFine by me if you\u2019d like to stay longer. See you at home?\u201d Arriving home by myself, I stayed up for a little bit watching a movie on Hulu, then called it a night about 10:30. I texted Sam just before I went to sleep but didn\u2019t get an answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

In the morning, a Saturday, I woke up and Sam\u2019s side of the bed was still not slept in. I texted her and got a response right away. She told me that she and Cat had spent much of the night talking, and then she crashed at her place because it was late. She said she\u2019d \u201cbe home soon.\u201d About 4:00 in the afternoon she finally got home. She didn\u2019t apologize for being away so long and simply told me that she had a great time and wanted to get together with Cat again soon. I thought to myself, \u201cI guess I\u2019m not invited to that party.\u201d I asked her where she had known Cat from and she told me they were friends in school. I asked Sam straight up, \u201cWas she your lover?\u201d When Sam said yes, I asked her if she still found Cat attractive and she said yes. I was becoming a little jealous and asked if they slept together last night and she said, \u201cWe slept in the same bed, but didn\u2019t have sex.\u201d Still probing for details, I asked if they were wearing clothes and she said no. Finally I asked the big question, \u201cDo you want to have sex with Cat?” Without hesitating she said, \u201cYes. Would that be okay?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This was the first time Sam had suggested one of us have sex outside our marriage. I was somewhat unnerved by the prospect. I at the same time wanted to continue the conversation but was afraid of where it might lead. I asked her to clarify her intentions and she said she was talking about casual sex, no lasting commitments. I told her that I understood her urges and I recognized our sex life might not be ideal as she was also attracted to women. I also told her that I wanted her to be happy and for her sexual life to be satisfying. I suggested it wouldn\u2019t be out of the question for me to give her permission to have sex with Cat, but I would have to think about the boundaries. I asked Sam to give me a few days to think about it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sam approached me less than twenty-four hours later and brought the subject up again. She wanted to know if I had given the subject of Cat any more thought. I then threw out an idea, \u201cHow would you feel about a threesome with Cat.\u201d Sam explained Cat is mostly lesbian and probably wouldn\u2019t enjoy that. I fished for other possibilities, \u201cHow would you feel if I were there?\u201d Seeking clarity, she asked, \u201cYou mean watch Cat and I have sex?\u201d When I said yes, she suggested that would be weird. It seemed Sam was okay having sex with another woman, but she was jealous of me seeing Cat naked. I think we were negotiating. Sam said it might be possible to be there if I were blindfolded, but I told her the voyeur in me would want to see them. With an understanding of our positions, Sam said she would talk with Cat to learn how she felt. \u201cMaybe Cat doesn\u2019t even want to have sex with me.\u201d, Sam said as she walked off.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I few days later Sam made arrangement to meet Cat for a drink. A couple of hours later, Sam texted that Cat wanted to meet me. I reminded her we had already met, and Sam said she wanted to meet me alone. Weird, but okay. \u201cWhen and where?\u201d I asked. \u201cNow, at her place. I will text you her address.\u201d Apparently, we were ships passing in the night as Sam made her way back home and I went to Cat\u2019s apartment. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Cat lived in a high-rise on the other side of town. After confirming her apartment number on the directory in the lobby, I took the elevator to the ninth floor and knocked on her door. It was a little after 9:00 PM and the apartment was dark when Cat opened the door. I could barely make out her features but recognized her voice when she invited me inside. The living room was brighter with a single lamp by the couch. She invited me to have a seat. Cat was wearing a robe, and it wasn\u2019t obvious if she had anything on underneath it. The situation seemed to be getting stranger. Cat spoke with a husky voice. She was straight-forward when she spoke, \u201cSam and I would like to have sex.\u201d Strangely, she didn\u2019t ask how I felt about the idea. She went on, \u201cI told her I\u2019d talk to you.\u201d I asked Cat why Sam didn\u2019t talk with me herself, and Cat said \u201cWell, I have tended to be the dominant one in our relationship.\u201d It seems Cat was a \u201cButch Lesbian\u201d, although she didn\u2019t exhibit any of the external attributes like short hair, muscled physique, and other traditionally masculine traits. She most certainly did have one attribute that dykes exhibit, assertiveness. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

To the point, she followed up with, \u201cSam says you want to watch.\u201d I was left speechless. What do you say to a dyke who wants to fuck your wife. I probably had a stupid expression on my face when I said, \u201cThat might be interesting.\u201d That was probably the greatest understatement in the history of mankind. I assumed she was okay with that, or we wouldn\u2019t be sitting in her living room talking about the subject. What began then was negotiations much like the negotiations I had with Sam, but with Cat it was more like a list of demands. It started with, \u201cI have fucked wives before, and the husbands can be trouble. Are you going to be trouble?\u201d I replied no, but Cat corrected me, \u201cI would prefer if you addressed me as Ma\u2019am.\u201d Well, it seemed Cat was interested in dominating me as well. Trying to keep her appeased, I responded, \u201cYes, Ma\u2019am.\u201d If you want to watch me fuck your wife, you need to not wear and wear something for me.\u201d Confused, I asked what she meant, and she replied, \u201cYou cannot wear clothes.\u201d Looking for clarity, I asked, \u201cYou mean when you are having sex with my wife?\u201d Cat\u2019s answer punctuated her desire to dominate me, \u201cNo, I mean whenever you are in front of me.\u201d I laughed, \u201cYou\u2019ve got to be kidding.\u201d The stern look on her face suggested she was not amused, \u201cI am not.\u201d It seemed she wanted me to undress, \u201cDo you mean now?\u201d She was emphatic, \u201cYes!\u201d I told her that my wife might not look favorably if I was naked in front of another woman. Without saying anything, she took out her phone and dialed a number. Hearing only one side of the conversation, she said, \u201cHi, it\u2019s me. He\u2019s here. I am talking to him about my expectations. Yes, he is resisting.\u201d She handed me the phone saying, \u201cIt\u2019s Sam.\u201d I said hello and Sam simply said, \u201cYou should do everything Cat asks you to do.\u201d I told her Cat wanted me to take my clothes off and Sam simply said, \u201cEverything.\u201d I handed the phone back and heard Cat say goodbye.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A few minutes later I was standing naked in front of a woman I hardly knew. \u201cSam didn\u2019t tell me you had a tiny pecker.\u201d Cat was also a humiliatrix, apparently. I told her I thought my cock was above average and she said, \u201cI find penises offensive. I do not want you to wear clothes in my presence, but I do want you to wear something.\u201d I asked what, assuming it was a blindfold. Instead of answering, Cat took me to her bedroom and showed me. She opened a drawer in one of her dressers. There were sex toys inside. She pulled out what she wanted me to wear, a chastity device. I had seen them in porn films, but never in real life. \u201cSeriously, you want me to put that on?\u201d She was unambiguous, \u201cI want you to put it on now.\u201d Defiantly I asked, \u201cAnd, if I refused?\u201d Then the blackmail, \u201cSam is going to stop fucking you if you don\u2019t do what I say.\u201d What the fuck was going on here? <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I texted Sam and told her what the fuck Cat was telling me to do and she wrote back, \u201cJust do what she says, Darling.\u201d She calls me \u201cDarling\u201d when she wants something. I turned to Cat. She was watching me text and was apparently aware of what Sam had told me. Sam was texting her too. They were conspiring against me. I sat in a chair and considered the mess I had gotten myself into. I should have nipped this shit off in the bud. Now, I am butt naked in front of a dominatrix about to get my junk locked up. I tried to look at positive angles. Many husbands try to talk their wives into kinky sex without success. Mine is basically telling me we must engage in BDSM. I thought perhaps it would be fun. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Many guys would give their left nut to watch lesbian fuck each other. I wasn\u2019t being asked to give my left nut, yet, but I was being told to do the closest thing, lock myself in a chastity cage. Looking for fortification, I asked Cat if I could have a drink. She brought me two fingers of scotch and the chastity cage. \u201cCage first.\u201d, she said. I put the cage on, passed her the key, and drank the whiskey in one gulp. \u201cWhat now?\u201d, I asked. She said I needed to show her more deference. \u201cWhat do you want me to do now, Ma\u2019am?\u201d She told me to go home. I starting putting my clothes on and she said, \u201cYou should ask permission before getting dressed.\u201d \u201cMay I get dressed, Ma\u2019am?\u201d \u201cYes, you may, Cuckold.\u201d She had a new name for me that foretold my future.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When I got home Sam was already in bed, apparently reading or maybe texting with Cat. She greeted me and asked to see \u201cit.\u201d She wanted to see the cage. I removed my clothes and showed her. Her only response was, \u201cAmazing.\u201d Feeling embarrassed, I put a pair of pajama bottoms on before getting in bed. I was horny, but there wasn\u2019t much I could do about it. Before turning out the lights, Sam asked me what Cat told me to do. I told her about being naked and the expectation that I wear a cock cage. She asked, \u201cAnything else?\u201d I said she wanted me to address her as \u201cMa\u2019am.\u201d Sam said it \u201cwould be nice if you did that for me.\u201d I asked what and she said, \u201cAll of it.\u201d While I was pulling my PJ bottoms off, Sam asked me if I would lick her pussy before we went to sleep. \u201cYes, Ma\u2019am.\u201d Naked, I went down on her until she had an orgasm. At one point she held my cage while I was licking her pussy. Satisfied, she rolled over and went to sleep. Emotionally exhausted, I was asleep soon too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The next morning Sam told me she and Cat had scheduled their first real date, \u201cCat and I will go to dinner and come back here afterwards. We will probably want a few after-dinner drinks. Will you serve us?\u201d I said \u201cYes, Ma\u2019am.\u201d \u201cNaked of course.\u201d \u201cYes, Ma\u2019am.\u201d\u00a0\u00a0That evening, I watched Sam get ready for her date. I hadn\u2019t seen her that dolled up in years, not since we first started dating. She waved as she left about 5:00. I stood there silent, naked. About 8:00 I saw headlights and shortly after that Cat and Sam walked through the door. I was sitting on the couch. Cat walked up to me and said, \u201cI would appreciate it if you were available to greet us when we got home.\u201d I noticed Cat was carrying and overnight bag. I apologized, got off the couch, and took her bag from her, \u201cCan I get the two of you anything, Ma\u2019am?\u201d Cat said, \u201cWe\u2019ll both have a glass of white wine. What do you have?\u201d \u201cI have Chenin Blanc, Gew\u00fcrztraminer, and a buttery Chardonnay chilled, Ma\u2019am.\u201d They wanted the Chenin Blanc. I opened the bottle in the kitchen and poured two glasses. When I returned, Sam and Cat were sitting on the couch. They had taken their blouses and bras off. Sam\u2019s tits are small, but Cat\u2019s were huge. It was the first time I had seen them. I tried not to stare as I served the wine.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I felt uncomfortable sitting with them and so went back to the kitchen. I could hear them talking and laughing for a while, but then there was quiet. I peeked around the corner and could see they were making out. Sam was on top of Cat and they were kissing while Sam fondled Cat\u2019s boobs. I waited in the kitchen until I heard my name called. When I returned to the living room, Cat and Sam were stark naked. Sam had waxed her pussy, but I noticed Cat had a full bus of blonde hair. Sam said, \u201cWe\u2019d like more wine, Darling.\u201d Anticipating that, I had brought the half-empty bottle with me. I filled Cat\u2019s glass first, then turned to fill Sam\u2019s glass. She held my balls and the cage in her hand while I poured the wine, then released me after giving my balls a little pat. What had Cat turned my wife into? I went back to the kitchen.<\/p>\n\n\n

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When I returned to the living room about half an hour later, the women were gone. They had left their empty glasses behind. I assumed they had moved to the bedroom. I walked down the hallway to the bedroom. Halfway there, I could hear them fucking. There was heavy breathing, moaning, and a slap-slap-slap sound. I walked in the room and saw Cat fucking Sam with a strapon. Cat was the one breathing hard as she pounded Sam, who was the one doing the moaning. Cat tossed me a glance and said, \u201cTake a seat, cuckold.\u201d I was a cuckold. I was witnessing my wife’s bull fuck her. After about fifteen minutes of being fucked in a variety of positions, first Missionary, then Cowgirl, and finally Doggie, Sam erupted with an orgasm and started crying out.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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I had been sitting in the corner, in the shadows, quietly. After a few minutes to catch her breath, Cat turned to me and said, \u201cYour turn, Bitch.\u201d She wanted to peg me. I wanted to run, but knew where this was headed, so I surrendered to her. \u201cFirst, suck my cock.\u201d, she said as she presented her dildo. I kneeled in front of her as she fucked my mouth, \u201cTaste your wife\u2019s pussy, Cuckold?\u201d My eyes were watering as I looked up at her with her cock in my mouth. After a couple of minutes, she told me to get on all fours in bed. After lubing my anus with her finger, she forced her cock in me. I first squealed and then cried as she fucked me. When she was finished, I kneeled before her again as she fucked my mouth with her soiled cock. She left me on the floor, listening to my wife perform cunnilingus on her, before the lights went out. I slept on the floor while my wife slept with her bull. There was no walking back what had happened. I was a cuckold.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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