For my 50th birthday, my wife and Mistress decide to bring some fantasies to reality. This series is also still fantasy (well, the actual activities are, what’s described are my true fantasies); you will read about chastity, unsafe sex practices, nudity that probably violates law, ‘forced’ bisexuality and humiliation, and descriptions of places that may not be accurate. Let your mind wander with mine.
Though stories may make sense standalone, it is recommended you read the series in order.
No matter how many times I proofread the stories, I always find a few typos after they’ve been published. And inevitably there are plot holes, thank you to all that point them out, I’ll try to do better.
Also, you may notice I switch between our names and our roles (Mistress/sub of husband/wife). That’s to indicate the frame of mind we’re in at the time.
Chapter 4 is Mistress’ first lesbian encounter which she mind fucked me with, and my fucklicking fantasy fulfilled..
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The next morning we did another check-in with each other after we’d slept and had the night to further process yesterday’s events. We both needed to make sure the other was OK after we had a chance to sleep. We were!
After we talked for about an hour, we showered together (something we can’t do at home because our shower sucks) and headed down to breakfast. I put the overly tight spandex shorts on that I had to wear and certain parts of the resort, and because we were going to the dining room, to put a shirt on (both were required there). When we got to breakfast it was a buffet, there were about 20 others scattered about the tables. Even after walking around and seeing other people in various states of undress, and some in cock cages, I felt very self-conscious, the outline of the cage clearly visible. I was also excited, my cock straining in its confines. I involuntarily clenched my kegel muscles which caused the cage to twitch a little. I looked around, blushing, hoping no one saw that, and made a mental note to try not to do that again. We all know how that goes, right? Several times I noticed myself clenching, my embarrassment grew each time. I glanced at the faces of everyone in the room and tried to see if they were looking at me, noticing the twitching. I saw a few people glancing at me, but mostly people were just eating and chatting like any other restaurant. There was one couple that when I looked at them, held my gaze and smiled at me. I felt myself blushing and broke eye contact and continued down the buffet line.
We grabbed food and a table. Conversation was normal chatter- well as normal as could be in the situation. I did pry again for more details from Mistress on the rest of our trip, she remained tight-lipped. I couldn’t help it, I kept scanning the room to see if anyone was paying attention to us, or staring at my cock cage. They were not. We finished our breakfast and sat there and chatted for a bit longer before Hope said we were heading back to the room. As we were leaving the buffet, area Hope did tell me that the guy I gave a blowjob to yesterday is, or had been in there while we were eating. I quickly looked around the room area again, paying attention to the guys trying again to see if anyone was paying more attention to me than others. Nope…
We chilled out back in our room for a while. Hope changed into her bathing suit before we walked around the resort some more, people watching. Of course, we were being equally as watched but not stared at like ‘freaks’ had we been (almost) anywhere else, at least places that we were used to. There were other couples walking around in various states of undress. With some couples both were naked, some only one was naked, and others neither was. I wasn’t the only one wearing a cock cage either; that helped me feel a little less self-conscious.
As we neared the pool and hot tub area Hope decided she wanted to hang out, so we grabbed a couple of the empty lounge chairs and laid back, relaxing. Way out of character for Hope, at least before this trip, she started talking openly about “sex stuff.” Even with the events of the past couple of days, I was still surprised at how openly she was talking where other people may hear. Not in hushed whispers or telling me (or giving me the look that said it without words) that we’d talk about it later, this was not the place or time, but openly and in normal voices. She reminded me that we only turn 50 once, that she really wanted to try to make some of our fantasies come true, though she did still have some boundaries that she wasn’t comfortable going past, such as fucking another guy. My cock was, of course, straining at the bars of the cage the entire time. I noticed that I’d started leaking pre-cum. Hope noticed too and commented how much I must be enjoying this.
Hope did give me a little more detail about the remaining trip. Mainly that she had one thing ‘planned’ for each day, the rest of the time we’d just hang out and if she found anything she was interested in or wanted to try, we’d just escort bayan go with it. We didn’t sit out long, neither of us are ‘lounge around in the sun’ kinda people. Hope hopped in the pool for a quick dip (I’m not a water person, so I stayed in the lounger) before we headed back to our room. Once in the room she took a quick shower to wash the chlorine off.
After her shower Hope came and sat in on the end of the bed, grabbing her phone. Not out of the ordinary, it happens all the time at home, we both do it. What was slightly different is that she stayed naked, typically (at least at home) she’d have her bathrobe on. Even more different, after she put her phone down she stepped out onto the balcony – naked. Not wanting to miss the opportunity, for what I wasn’t sure, I walked out and stood with her. It was nice, we just chatted about different things. I could tell she was a little nervous and self-conscious, I was hoping the conversation would help relax her. After about 20 minutes of conversation we headed back into the room.
Once back in the room, Mistress moved the chair to the corner of the room by the balcony doors and ordered me to sit in it. After putting a blindfold on me she secured my wrists to the arms of the chair and my legs to the, well, legs. She also secured my chest to the chair with a rope around the back.
Given the last couple days, I had absolutely no idea what to expect. “I’ll be right back,” Mistress said to me, “I need to go get some ice.” I heard what I thought was her grabbing the ice bucket from the room, the door open and close. Then silence. I strained to hear any sound indicating Mistress hadn’t actually left the room, but there was none. After what felt like 10 minutes I heard the door open and close again, and Mistress told me she was back.
Mistress walked over to me and started lightly tracing her fingernail around my right nipple, my nipple hardened. She quickly followed up on the left, same result. Back and forth a few times making sure both nipples stayed hard. Then, OMG! Mistress took a piece of ice from the bucket and put it on my nipple. I jumped at the sudden coldness, Mistress giggled. I was ready for the ice this time, but the effect on my other nipple was the same, and I gasped. Another giggle. Next mistress trailed her fingernails down my stomach to just above my cock cage. Not sure if I mentioned this, but part of me serving Mistress is that I must be completely shaved of pubic hair around my cock, balls, and asshole. The light touch felt wonderful, I moaned a little. Remembering the pattern on my nipples, I asked Mistress to not follow with ice. Fortunately, she obliged. That didn’t help my cock from straining against the confines of the cage. It was to the point the cage was starting to pull away from my body, pulling on the ring around my balls, causing them to start to ache.
Mistress bent down and whispered in my ear, “Are you ready for another fantasy to come true?” There was no need for me to answer, but I did anyway. I whispered back, “Yes.” In my other ear a female voice whispered, “Good, I’ve been looking forward to teaching your Mistress how to eat pussy.” AS she leaned into my ears I felt her nipples and tits brush my shoulder and upper arm. Without meaning to sound repetitive my mind was again blown. Not that it should have been, we’d blasted many boundaries so far I shouldn’t have been surprised by this one – but I was. I felt movement beside me, then heard the sound of someone climbing on the bed.
The other woman whispered to Mistress, asking her if she was ready. Mistress must have shaken her head, or the other woman knew. The next thing I heard was the sound of them making out. I groaned. I don’t know how long I’ve wanted to see Mistress with another woman. Probably as long as any other guy has, as soon as we learn about sex. The women broke the kiss and the other woman said to me, “She’s an awesome kisser, you are so lucky.” Yeah, I already knew that was all I could think. My response came out as a moan.
Some more kissing, then I heard the woman tell Mistress to suck on her tits. WHY do I have to be blindfolded?!?! I want to see the action so bad, this was complete torture. Of course, that was Mistress’ point. “Start slow, just do to me what you like,” the woman told Mistress. Then to me, “She didn’t even hesitate, her tongue feels so nice on my nipple.” I didn’t think it was possible for my cock to try to get any harder. I was wrong. And with the increased attempt, my balls ached even more as the ring was pulled. “Now suck on them,” she told Mistress next.
Probably for my benefit, the woman started narrating what was going on. “She’s sucking my nipple gently. Oh, now harder and swirling her tongue around it. Do you do that to her?” I wasn’t sure if I would be able to actually articulate any words, but I tried. I managed to whisper a hoarse, “Yes.”
More whispered instructions and narration. “Oh, your fingers feel nice on my pussy. Do you feel how wet you’ve made me?” Mistress answered that she did.” This was killing bursa eskort bayan me, hearing what was going on and not being able to watch. “Are you ready to taste my pussy,” the woman asked Mistress. I didn’t hear an answer, but the woman said, “then go ahead. Start slow, like you did on my nipples. I love to have my pussy licked from bottom to top gently before you slide your tongue in.” Another moan from me. I HAD to see this! I tried wiggling my head around enough to get the blindfold dislodged. I knew in my hard it was futile, but I tried anyway, to no avail.
“Oh, just like that. Do you like the taste?” she asked. Mistress answered in a whisper that she did. The woman continued with instructions, “Keep going just like that,” and exhaled loudly. “Now, poke the end of your tongue in. Yes, just like that. Now wiggle it around.” I knew part of the woman’s narration was to actually give Mistress instructions, but part of it was also, I’m sure, to torture me. Mistress has planned this so well! Or, maybe the woman helped her plan – I really had no idea how long they’d been communicating. The woman gasped, “Oh yes, just like that. Get that tongue in as far as you can.” Mistress continued to lick her pussy and slide her tongue in the woman’s pussy. “Now, slide your tongue up to my clit,” she instructed Mistress. This time a moan, not a gasp. “Just keep doing that, alternate between fucking me with your tongue and licking my clit and you’ll have me cumming in no time.” And that’s exactly what happened. I heard the woman’s breath quicken, she stopped narrating. Moaning, the woman announced that she was cumming, and moaned and gasped. After a short time the woman told Mistress, “That was awesome. Can I return the favor?” With no hesitation Mistress answered, “Yes!”
“Do you think he’s earned the privilege of watching?” she asked Mistress? “I think he has, this is something he’s wanted to see for as long as he’s known me, may as well let him.” There was an undertone of mischievousness in her voice. The woman answered her, “OK, let’s change positions first.”
Mistress walked over to me and whispered in my ear. She was so close I could smell the woman’s pussy on her face. “Just in case you don’t believe I did it…” and drove her tongue into my mouth. Yep, no doubt, the distinct taste of pussy on her. Pulling back Mistress continued, “and I liked it.”
I heard movement on the bed, then Mistress said, “You can take it off now.” My mind didn’t process the implications of that – how would they take the blindfold off if they were positioned on the bed. Another cruel joke was all I could think. Did she think if I could have taken the blindfold off myself I would have done it by now? Another shock delivered to my system. A man spoke into my ear, “I’m going to remove your blindfold. If you try to look behind you and see me everything will stop, I’ll put it back on you, and we’ll leave. Do you understand?” It took me what felt like a minute to process my thoughts before I could even think to answer. When did he get there? Was Mistress naked in front of him? I nodded my head yes, that I understood him. As badly as I want to watch what was about to happen there was no way I’d screw it up.
The man lifted the blindfold off and I blinked my eyes, trying to adjust to the light. On the bed in front of my Mistress and the woman were in the 69 position, with the woman on top. Her head was between Mistress’ legs, her auburn hair draped around her face so I couldn’t see it. I could see down her back and the curve of her ass. The woman, without lifting her head, said to Mistress, “OK, he can see us. I’ve already cum once, use your mouth to do what you think will feel good on my pussy. I’ll do the same.” Then, I saw the woman’s head begin to move around, heard Mistress gasp. I knew that Mistress had felt a woman’s tongue on her pussy for the first time in her life, at least that I knew of. And all I could see was the woman’s head, which I’m sure was by design. The woman’s head stopped moving as she said, “Yes, just like that, bury your tongue as deep in my pussy as you can.” Her head began to move again as she licked Mistress’ pussy.
I could describe the entire scene, but honestly, I was so horny I would probably get the details wrong. The only one that was clear to me was when I couldn’t stop myself from begging, “Please, Mistress, let me see. I can’t take this!” A brief pause of Mistress’ ministrations on the woman’s pussy to answer, “No, this is all you get to see.” UGH!
It didn’t take long and Mistress was cumming. Gasping, moaning and bucking her hips were the obvious signs. But in case that wasn’t enough she half yelled, “Oh god, I’m cumming!” I wondered if anyone outside was able to hear her. After Mistress regained her composure she returned the favor to the woman, giving her a second orgasm. Before lifting her head, the woman told the man behind me, “Put his blindfold back on.” He did. Movement on the bed, then Mistress in front of me. “OMG, that was so awesome, did you enjoy the show?” escort bursa Uh, yeah, of course I did. “Yes, I just wish you would have let me see more of the action.”
“Maybe next time.” was her answer. My mind racing and hoping, would there be a next time?
After a minute or two Mistress said to the woman, “I think he’s earned the second part of today, don’t you? Are you up for it?” Yeah, there was no way I could even imagine what the second part would be. Her one word answer, “Yes.”
Mistress came over to be in the chair and sat on my lap. I could feel the heat from her pussy, and there was no doubt she was very wet. She said to me, “We’re going to untie you and get you on the bed. If you do not fully cooperate, or if you try to move your blindfold, everything stops. Do you understand?” I nodded my head yes. “Not good enough, I need to hear you say it.” “Yes,” I replied, “I understand.” My arms, legs and chest were released.
Guiding me by my hand, Mistress led me to the bed and laid me down on my back in the middle of the bed. She then guided my left hand up to the corner and secured it by my cuff with rope that must have already been there. While she was doing that the other woman took my right hand and did the same. As soon as my hands were secured, the man secured my ankle cuffs together then to a rope that was at the foot of the bed. Mistress leaned down and whispered in my ear, “I am not ready to make this one come true for you. Our friends have generously offered to help.” Bodies shuffled around on the bed, then I felt the woman climb on top of me in a 69 position. More movement on the bed, near my head, then the blindfold was taken off. All I can see above me is the woman’s pussy and the man’s semi-hard cock hanging down under her. I was not able to see beyond that. Why would I need to, though? I was pretty sure I knew what was coming next (pun intended). Mistress said to me she knew how much I wanted to lick her pussy when someone was fucking her, but she wasn’t ready for that. So, this was my chance to lick both a pussy and his cock while people were fucking.
In the moment there were no objections from me, though later I would have second thoughts about Mistress not being directly involved (more on that later). I was finally going to watch people fuck literally right in front of my face, and Mistress just gave me the green light to participate. I didn’t waste any time.
I lifted my head and took the man’s semi-hard cock in my mouth and gently suckled on the head. If you’ve ever been in this position (you’re lucky if you have) you know it’s not that easy to give a blowjob, so I did the best I could. I ran my tongue along the underside of his cock head before releasing it and running my tongue along the entire shaft. Once I reached his balls I gently lapped his testicles, sucking them gently into my mouth before lapping back up his shaft and sucking his head back in my mouth again. This seemed to be working as his cock was now fully hard. I took a few seconds to look at his cock. Being a guy I couldn’t help comparing him to me. He was a little longer than I am, but didn’t seem to be thicker.
The man must have taken me stopping and looking at his cock (though he probably didn’t know that’s what I was doing) as a signal, or maybe he was just ready to fuck after watching Mistress and the other woman together. He grabbed the base of his cock and rubbed his head up and down the woman’s pussy lips. I took the opportunity to get the first direct taste of another pussy since Mistress and I married. I say direct taste because I’d already tasted the other woman on Mistress’ lips and tongue. I raised my head and started to lick the woman’s pussy starting with the bottom (well, really the top but in this position it was the bottom) and following the man’s cock up her lips to her opening. I stuck my tongue into her opening. She tasted amazing. Not as good as Mistress, she was slightly saltier and tangier, but still. If you ask me, there’s nothing, including tacos, better than the taste of pussy. I traced back down her lips to her clit, gently flicking her hard nub. I didn’t know how she liked to have her pussy eaten, so I figured I’d just listen to her breathing and any direction she gave me. Not that I had a chance to do much more, as soon as my tongue reached her clit the man slipped his head into pussy and in three or four progressively deeper thrusts buried himself in her pussy.
The woman moaned as soon as he was all in. She gasped when I flicked her click with my tongue, then trailed it up to the union of pussy and cock. The woman must have shifted her head a little, I felt her hair tickling my cock and balls. That light touch blew my mind. I knew how long I had been locked up and all the teasing that had occurred since. I didn’t realize how sensitive that made me. Instinctively I tried to thrust my hips up. I didn’t have much room to move with the way my legs were tied. As I did this the woman lifted her head away. Mistress told me, “You won’t feel any more than her hair on you.” Honestly, I hadn’t really thought about it, but now that I knew nothing else would happen, I wanted so badly for her to lick my cock through the cage bars and my balls. I knew, though, that Mistress’ words were gospel. So, I focused my efforts on cock and pussy in my face.