Well Trip I finished the story you requested!
I wasnt sure what you wanted or what you desired. so I hope you enjoy it.
Trip was prepping his wading pool. Spending the rest of afternoon enjoying the sun on his naked body was what he looked forward to during his work day.
“Hey, Trip!” A loud booming voice startled him. He whirled around to find his neighbor wandering into his yard.
Trip grimaced. Great! the last thing he wanted to do was chew the fat and waste the few hours of hot sun!
Kevin Miller wasn’t a bad guy, just had a way of making others look like peons. He was around Trip’s age. In his late 40’s or early 50s. Athletic, a former football championship ring under his belt or so he liked to brag. He had married his high school sweetheart, ran a successful business.
“Hey, Kevin!” Trip greeted him reluctantly.
“What are you doing with that kiddie pool!” Kevin gestured, “aren’t you a bit too old for it?”
Trip laughed half heartedly. “I am going to enjoy a beer and relax.”
“In that? Get out!” Kevin stared at Trip thoughtfully. “Say, you haven’t been by my place yet have you?”
Trip tried not to roll his eyes. “No Kevin I haven’t.”
“Well, I have a huge jacuzzi! Huge! Come on! You want to relax in that? Or do you want to relax in an outdoor 8 man piece of heaven? My wife will make us snacks we can drink beer watch tv on a plasma screen.”
Trip stared at his beloved pool. The offer was very tempting. He dropped the hose, turned off the tap. “So I guess I can relax for awhile.”
“Great!” Kevin pounded his back enthusiastically. “Come on. I will introduce you to my wife!”
Trip followed Kevin to Kevin’s house. The house was quite bigger than Trip anticipated. Gold black and white splashed the walls, floors, and ceilings giving it a most pretentious air. A sprawling stair case led to the second floor.
Kevin led Trip into the kitchen. It was huge. Granite countertops marble floors and stainless steel appliances were in a wide open space. Trip surmised everything about the house was huge. He wondered if it was because Kevin was lacking in another area. He smirked.
A woman stood at the island centered in the kitchen. She wore her hair in a neat french braid that cascaded down one shoulder. Her skin was golden from the sun. Having children had rounded her body into voluptuous curves. Heavy breasts that peeked from underneath her satin like robe. A tiny waist yet flaring wide hips. She was in great shape.
“Hey, babe!” Kevin bellowed. “This here is Trip. Our neighbor next door. Trip this is my wife Roxy!” he sauntered up behind her, planting his hands on her hips. He kissed her temple and must have said something in her ear because she giggled. “Go on Trip take a seat!” Kevin went on. “Just gonna get a few beers and some food before we go on out to the Jacuzzi!”
He disappeared into the pantry leaving Roxy and Trip alone.
Roxy glided out from behind the counter, her eyes on Trip. “Hmm I couldn’t wait to meet you Trip!” she toyed with the sash of her robe.
Trip’s eyes were riveted. His heartbeat skipped a beat, his cock stirred in his shorts. Hardening under the heat of the woman’s gaze.
“Really?” he answered.
“Yes,” she replied. “You see Trip, your clients’ wives like to talk.” he could feel the heat of her eyes as they slowly perused his body. “How you fuck. How you make them cum.” her words were almost like a taunt. “How you used their bodies to satisfy your animalistic needs!”
Roxy’s words made him frown. Animalistic needs? Seriously? He could feel the darkness in him awakening. “Is that what I am doing here, Roxy?” he reached out to touch her. Her skin was so soft, her pulse racing as he spread his fingers across her throat. “You want me to fuck you?”
Roxy didn’t blink. “Yes.”
“What about your husband? He is in the other room.” Trip asked quietly.
“Well,” Roxy became hesitant.
“This isn’t a game. You wanted me here to fuck you. Yes or no?” Trip stood suddenly taking Roxy by surprise.
“Wait! What are you doing?” Roxy gasped as Trip kissed her. Roxy made a sound of protest, grappling with Trip as he tugged on her robe. Ripping it off her shoulders, revealing her breasts and pussy.
Her pussy was neatly trimmed, a little tattoo of a rose on her hipbone.
Trip groaned in approval, his mouth nipping her throat and collarbone.
“Trip, oh my god!” she cried as his mouth took one of her nipples into his mouth the other breast was being kneaded. She made a half attempt to struggle with him, but his mouth and tongue taking turns with her nipple.
He hoisted her up onto the counter. Again Roxy batted at him, but Trip spread her open. He admired her slit. Her pussy lips were a darker pink, he thumbed them open to find her clit was swelling with her arousal. He glanced back up at her.
Roxy’s features were flushed with desire. Tendrils of hair escaped her braid and she once more made a half attempt to stop him. “Please Trip what if Kevin walks in.” she pleaded.
Trip debated about it. The idea of fucking Foxy in front of her husband was turning him on, especially the thought of having Kevin joining in. Yet Roxy had been flaunting herself he was going to take her up on it.
“Then he will see what a slut of a wife he has.” Trip gripped her chin. “And you are slut aren’t you, Roxy?”
Roxy glared at Trip. “Fuck you Trip!”
He smacked her ass, startling her. “Ow!’
“You are a slut!” he smacked her again.
“Yes! Yes, I am!”
“Good, now get on your knees and show me what kind of slut did Kevin married!” Trip grabbed her by the hair and hauled her off the counter.Forcing her to her knees. He jerked off his shorts. Roxy’s eyes went wide when her eyes fell on his cock. Holding her head still, he teased her lips with his cock.
Her mouth parted. Her lips spread over the head of his cock. Trip groaned as the heat of her breath whispered over him, followed by the hot rasp of her tongue. Her throat worked as he pushed more of his cock into her mouth, her nostrils flaring as she fought to breathe. “Damn girl, you’re getting all of my cock in that sexy mouth of yours.” Trip gasped. “Oh fuck!”
Roxy grunted. Her hands gripped his thighs, but he slapped at her. “Don’t fucking use your hands! Only your mouth.” he told her. He began to thrust his hips, face fucking her.
Roxy gagged, which made Trip hornier. Saliva dripped down into his pubic hair onto his balls. Her slurping noises echoed in the huge kitchen.
“You like sucking my cock, don’t you slut?” Trip asked her. His hips flexed in powerful movements making her gag again. He released her, and she fell back onto her bum. Her make up smeared face pleased him.
“You could have done better.” Trip mused. “but it will do for now. Get over here.”
Trembling, Roxy got back on her knees. “Why?”
“so I can fuck that ass of yours.” Trip muttered.
Roxy’s eyes shifted past him. Trip frowned. He turned but it was too late. Darkness crashed over him.
It was sometime later when Trip awoke. His head was pounding. Every part of him hurt. He could hear angry voices erupting around him, making his head worse. He slowly became aware that something wasn’t right. First of all, he was tied down. That made the fuzzy cobwebs from his brain clear. The second thing he noticed? he was gagged.
What the fuck!
Only it wasn’t a cloth gag!
It was a dildo gag!
He made a sound, but only gurgled around the leather strapped to his face.
“You were on your knees sucking his cock!” was that Kevin?
“Yes I was.” the cool voice was Roxy. “Watch your tone.”
“Yes, Mistress.” Kevin’s sudden chastised voice made Trip stiffened.
What the fuck was going on.
“Are you awake, Trip?” Roxy moved into Trip’s peripheral. “I have to apologize for Kevin’s behavior. He was out of line. ”
“I see. ” Roxy was nude as well as Kevin. Only Kevin was wearing a collar. “As you can guess, Kevin had hoped to please me by bringing me a new playmate. Only he became jealous when he saw I was subservient to you. Instead of the other way around.” Roxy gripped Kevin’s chin.
“Kevin is a very good husband but is very lacking in some areas. Aren’t you, Kevin?”
Kevin hung his head. “Yes, Mistress.”
“You wanted to please me, didn’t you Kevin?” Roxy narrowed her eyes.
“But you made me angry.”
Trip was bewildered what was going. He struggled to free himself, but the leather bonds tying him to the bed were tight. Fuck!
“I am sorry Mistress.”
Roxy shoved Kevin aside and sauntered to the bed where Trip laid. The bed dipped where she climbed on. Lying beside him, she ran one manicured nail along his chest. “You were pleasing me very well before we were interrupted. No one ever made me that wet.” Roxy purred.
Trip grunted. Glaring at her, Trip tried to avoid her touch.
“No one.” she pinched one of Trip’s nipples. “and you will please me, Trip.”
Her braid swung hitting him in the face, when she turned to Kevin. “Come here, Kevin.”
Kevin strode to the bed. “How should I please you, my Mistress” Kevin’s features were clear he didnt want Trip on his bed.
Without a word, Roxy pointed to Trip.
Kevin’s expression became blank void of emotion. He climbed onto the bed. His hands were cool on Trip’s thighs. Trip was startled as the other man took his balls in one hand, twisting slightly. Trip yelped in surprise. Pain coursed through him. Without warning, Kevin lowered his head, taking Trip’s cock into his mouth.
Trip groaned. Where Roxy’s mouth was soft inviting and hungry, her husband was angry and insistent.
Waves of pleasure coursed through Trip. The other man certainly knew how to suck cock. Straining at the bonds that held him, Trip’s hips surged. Kevin grunted. The sound vibrating around his cock, intensified the sensations. Trip threw back his head, and moaned.
Roxy reached over to hold Kevin’s head, drawing him up and down over Trip’s cock. “Where is the lube, dear” she asked ever so sweetly.
Trip stiffened. What?
Kevin released Trip, and got off the bed. He disappeared for a moment. He returned, a condom on his cock, lubing his cock. He tossed Roxy the lube.
Trip’s eyes widen, as he watched Roxy coat her fingers with the lube. Kevin knelt on the bed, gripping Trip by the ankles he pushed them up to Trip’s chest.
Trip grunted. Fuck, how the hell did he find himself in this predicament. All he wanted was to sunbathe nude. He made a half ass attempt to struggle in protest.
“You can’t stop this from happening.” Roxy purred. “You might as well enjoy it. My husband despite his lack of finding my clit, has no problem making men come from his cock.”
Trip had no doubt there. Kevin was hung like a horse. Trip’s asshole clenched at thought of being fucked by it. Excitement made his heart race. His blood pulsed in his ears.
His thoughts a jumble, he watched as Roxy arrange herself so she could lube his asshole. Trip’s breath hitched. Slowly, Roxy teased Trip’s asshole. Flicking it. Easing her finger in then out to play with his perineum.
“You aren’t the first play mate Kevin brought home, Trip. Kevin hopes you will be the last.” Roxy murmured as she pressed her finger in. “Kevin cant wait to fuck you with his cock.”
Trip couldnt wait either. Watching the other man’s cock bob before him, he wondered if his asshole was going to be destroyed by it.
“I am going to enjoy it as well.” Roxy whispered.
She had her finger into the knuckle, Trip felt sweat bead on his skin. Heat on the back of his skin. She was widening him up with every stroke of her finger. Soon she had three fingers deep inside his ass.
“Thats enough, Roxy” it was Kevin who spoke.
Roxy smiled. “Alright Kevin.” she rolled off the bed. She kissed her husband on the top of his bed. “Have your fun.”
Kevin waited until Roxy was gone, then the complanience disappeared. In its place was a man who wanted to take control.
Trip grunted in surprise when Kevin ripped the dildo gag off him. He struggled to say something, but Kevin’s fingers slid down his throat and squeezed.
“Just to make sure you understand, Roxy is my wife. My lover. you are nothing but a cock for her amusement and pleasure!” as he spoke his cock pushed into Trip’s ass inch by inch.
“Fuck!” Trip gasped. Good lord, he was huge! The pain that surged him echoed with pulsing heat of pleasure. His balls tightened, pre-cum leaked from his cock onto his abdomen.
Kevin’s muscles were taut as he purposefully drove his cock deeper into Trip’s ass, the wide dome of Kevin’s cock sliding past Trip’s prostate.
“Holy fuck!” Trip scream. His hips came off the bed, his shoulders and chest straining as his arms were still bound by the bonds to the bed.
Kevin didn’t release him. His lips curled into a sneer. “Like how my cock now owns you, Trip? I haven’t even got all of my cock inside you!”
Trip struggled to breathe. He had to be kidding! His ass felt he was impaled on a pipe! His heart racing, Trip licked his lips. “Kevin, take it slow.”
“The only thing I want to hear out of your mouth is how much you love my cock!” Kevin broke in. He lurched forward, Trip’s groan gurgled out of his throat.
Kevin’s rhythm was erratic. Hard fast. Slow torturous long. Trip could feel his orgasm building but just as he was about to cum, he could hear Kevin bellow.
The man above him released him, withdrawing from his ass.
Trip was bewildered. He hadnt cum yet. What the fuck was going on.
“I am finished, Mistress.” Kevin called out. Without looking at Trip, he unrolled his condom from his cock and tossed it in the garbage.
Roxy entered the bedroom. She had changed into a yellow silk Le Perle lingerie set. “Oh Kevin, You kept me waiting!” she chastised him. “I said enjoy him, not pleasure him!”
“I did not please him, Mistress.” Kevin muttered. “He has not cum yet.”
“Ohh” Roxy cooed. “how delightfully hard he is. He looks so frustrated.” she crossed over to the bed. She stroked Trip’s cock with one hand then back handed him with the other. “You are at our pleasure, not yours!”
His head ringing, Trip realised now what his role was to be. “Am I to be your pet?” he asked peevishly.
“Pet? Why yes. You are to be our pet!” Roxy turned to her husband. “How does that sound, Kevin?”
Kevin’s eyes gleamed “Most excellent.” he agreed stiffly.
Roxy climbed onto the bed. Slowly she peeled her thong off. The sweet scent of her arousal hit Trip’s nostrils lingering upon his senses. She lowered herself. “Eat my pussy. But if you do not make me cum in five minutes I will be upset!” she ordered.
Trip frowned. Five minutes. Even for a sensitive clit a woman needed more time. Oh well. He began to tease her with his tongue. Her moan of approval made him smile. his lips peeled back over his teeth, and he gently raked his teeth over her clit. She screamed. Spurts of her pussy juice sprayed over his mouth and chin. She bucked as his tongue licked and his mouth sucked.
Lapping furiously at Roxy’s pussy, Trip was rewarded when he heard the buckles of the bonds unshackle. He wiggled his wrists to get blood pumping in them again. Then without warning hauled Roxy off him.
She screamed. “You little bitch!” he breathed. “You want to play your little games fine we will play your little games, but now it is my turn.”
Propping one of her legs over his hip, he thrusted hard into her.
Roxy cried out. “You cant do this to me!”
“Fuck yes you little bitch you are gonna take my cock!” Trip hissed. Glancing over at Kevin, Trip motioned him forward.
Kevin got on the bed. Without a word the two men positioned Roxy between them. Trip groaned as the other man thrusted deep into his wife’s pussy, sliding his cock along Trip’s.
Roxy scream at the double penetration. Her husband had a fistful of her hair, holding her still as Trip began to fuck her hard. “Fuck!” she cried.
Kevin grimaced at the tightness. Roxy’s pussy was clenching down on Trip and Kevin, her pussy juice spurting on them both as she came. Trip reached down to flick her clit. Spraying her juice all over Kevin’s abdomen and torso. “Fuck you are so sexy when you cum like that, Roxy!” Kevin groaned.
Trip could feel his orgasm coming, and he bellowed as his cum shot deep inside her pussy. Kevin groaned collapsing onto of them.
Trip tugged on his collar. It had been a couple of weeks since he became Roxy and Kevin’s Pet. He still was getting used to calling her Mistress and him Master. He was still having to get used to giving up control. Some nights he was rewarded for his good behavior. Roxy would let him off his collar and give him full control of the house.
However, it was having to explain to his wife where he went at odd times that was beginning to wear him out.
He was happy though. He had a Mistress. A Master. And a wife.
Life couldnt be better.