Chapter 10: A Rooster's Grip
Even though this is a separate story, it is the last chapter seen from Wayne's point of view of a heterosexual married man's transformation into a submissive who services cocks. It contains sexual themes such as infidelity, homosexual sex, group sex, cuckolding, and reluctance. If this doesn't suit you in any way, please move on to another story. Now come and enjoy.
I lay face down on the bed, naked, with a dildo in my ass and thigh-high stockings. I was rubbing my erect penis against the sheets while Mark watched me on Facetime. This was my favorite way to masturbate for him for the third time.
I had accepted the fact that he had manipulated me, and compliance was the best way out until he lost interest. The challenge was, the more I complied the hornier I became.
But the bitter truth was, I reveled in it and eagerly anticipated this moment for the previous two days. We had agreed that I could only come when he permitted. Two days ago, he announced this day would indeed be the day I could release my pent-up sexual frustration. Consequently, I played this day over and over in my mind.
I was turned on by rubbing myself against the sheets of my hotel bed for him. The stockings were similar to those that came along with my Captain Cock-whore outfit that he had me wear at his home.
Early today, I decided to take it to the next level by adding the dildo. I had tried a straight plastic dildo before but it kept slipping out as my ass muscles clenched around it when I intensified my movements. Instead, I adopted a three-balled dildo that he had introduced me to. It was around a foot long with three successively larger balls about an inch apart, with a one-inch diameter shaft between them. I had the wider ball in my ass, preventing the dildo from slipping as my sphincter clung to it.
Earlier today, he had given me permission to use the three-balled dildo and control the vibration remotely. My cock was so stiff, it was brushing against my belly, and I had set the device to the maximum setting when I made the call. I made the call and positioned the phone to capture the image. As he answered, I rushed to the bed, and got into position.
"Hey, CC..."
I froze in my spot.
"Do you have my cock in this morning?"
"Yes, Mr. Thomas," I replied, my ass facing the camera.
It was true, his cock was on my mind constantly. From the moment I was coerced into touching it and gagging on it the first time, the feelings became ingrained in me.
"Excited this morning, buddy?" he asked with his arrogant tone.
I was hoping for a quick sesh, but the shameful humiliation commenced after that. In that aspect, he was undeniably not my friend.
"Yes sir. I can't stop thinking about your massive cock," I said, anticipating his approval.
The vibration stopped now. I reminded myself, "Stick to the plan and comply. He will get bored soon enough."
However, I was not fibbing. I desired the sensation of his cock, its thickness and length were unforgettable ever since the day I swallowed it down without gagging.
"Turn over and show me your cock, CC," he stated calmly.
Rising up on my elbows, I looked at the camera while admiring my erect penis touching my belly. The vibrator turned back on, making it impossible to move, pulsating just below my stomach.
"Point your cock toward the ceiling, CC, and let it go fast," he instructed.
I did as he commanded, my penis striking my abdomen loudly.
"Faster," he continued.
I did, enjoying the sensation as I stiffened a bit more, watching my gasps on the phone's screen.
"Again," he demanded.
This was repeated until my mind was filled with dirty thoughts about his cock, and his smug smirk came back as he leaned back in his chair.
"Feels like you're enjoying this, doesn't it, CC?"
A sickening feeling enveloped me as he raised the issue of my wife. To me, he was not my friend, but my torturer.
"Well, not really sir, no," I whispered, my thoughts wandering to his threat of blackmailing my wife.
"I asked a question, CC," he spat at me.
The vibration intensified.
"Uh, oh Sha-...Oak....Ah.. fuck!" I cried out, struggling with the discomfort.
"Does the thought of Amy make you even harder? CC?"
Again, I hesitated. He brought up her name to annoy me, reminding me of his visit to my house while I was away, to torment me with the possibility that he would destroy my life.
"No sir," I finally replied.
His disdain was evident in his sneer.
"No sir, what?"
The vibrator intensified more.
"No sir, it doesn't make me any harder, sir," I answered hastily, adding the "sir" to emphasize my submissive stance.
"So you would only be this hard, seeing me?"
"Yes, sir," I acquiesced.
"Dude, those bikinis your mom and her friend were wearing had my dick rock hard, man. It's fucking ridiculous," he teased, pushing the boundaries.
I gave him the alias "Steven" when he initially brainwashed me into being his sex slave. Ever since then, he used it as a means of torturing me about dishonesty and betrayal.
"Please don't speak about her, I'll do anything you ask. Please allow me to please you," I begged optimistically, hoping to find some reprieve from his verbal violence. "She's been completely innocent in all this."
"Innocent, but Captain Boner, I've never coerced you into anything you weren't desperate for..."
Since the start, he made me ask for the things he wanted, all under the threat of revealing the truth to Amy. It was only fair to take the opportunity to beg him again.
"Please let me show you how much I long for your cock," I pleaded, rolling over on the bed. "Please give me permission to cum for your cock, Sir Thomas."
I then proceeded to hump the sheets.
" Stop, turn back over, Steven!" he instructed yet again.
"Yes, sir, thank you sir," I replied meekly.
I found myself lying on my back, bending my knees to accommodate the dildo inside my ass. The constant vibrations only made my erection more intense, as the head of my dick didn't touch my abdomen.
"I've been fantasizing about the poker night next week and my erection is rock solid, Sir. May I please cum for your cock?"
Mark came up with the idea for poker night as a way to maneuver me out of the house so he could objectify me in front of his friends. He demanded I wear the Captain Cock-whore costume -a red and black mask like those of Spanish wrestlers, a white shirt with a penis outline on the front, a garter belt and stockings. No underwear allowed.
I pleasured all five of his "poker night" friends. He was rather proud of how I acquiesced willingly to his antics. The anonymity of the mask aroused me, so I agreed.
"What's the real abuser here? The husband who cheats on his wife to suck dicks instead of spend time with his kids and maintain his own marriage? Or the neighbor who did everything in his power to defame you?"
I'm a pilot, constantly away from home for at least ten days, then followed by several days at home. By deceiving Amy about my long overnight trips, I grasped at justification for my betrayal. Mark tried to manipulate her too, saying poker night was simply friends playing games. This time, I told her my road trip lasted a whole day longer so I could secretly attend his "poker night". Keeping them unaware of one another was vital in my mind.
The vibrator intensified.
"Holy fuck, Sir, your cock feels unbelievably good in me! Sir, please let me cum for your cock," I pleaded, unsure of what would prevent a climax.
"See if you can last three minutes without cumming and prove me wrong. But, you'll have to face the consequences if you fail."
"Oh fuck no..."
"Best case scenario, you watch me fuck Amy and Erika. You'll see how much they enjoy the Captain Cock-whore uniform. Are you confident?" he taunted knowingly.
"No, please turn it off, please." I cried, although I could barely contain my plea.
Erika was my mother-in-law. Mark switched from harassing Erika to menacingly involving Amy. I wanted to gracefully shift the focus of his misplaced affection towards Erika. But the unrelenting buzzing and thrusting of my backside made this nearly impossible.
"Who is at fault, Steven? The man with a wife who disobeys her, or the trusted neighbor who deserves better?" he questioned sternly.
"You're the one in control, Sir. Please."
"One moment," he said, before turning up the hum as he entered me anew. "Four minutes."
"Thanks, Sir. May I have just three minutes instead?"
"Fine."
"Thank you, Sir."
"First, lay down on your side, slightly on the edge of the bed, with your head on the pillows. Keep your eyes closed."
"As you say, Sir," I acquiesced.
I struggled to maintain control, the vibrator's pulsating rhythm dining me in.
"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir. Hurry, please," the vibrating ball stimulated my prostate fiercely. Afraid to request its lowering for worry of another level, I turned ninety degrees on the bed, placing my head by the edge of one side while my feet dangled over the other.
"I want you to visualize Amy on all fours above you, sixty-nining you. She's taking your dick in her mouth while you lick her little clit. Go ahead, CC."
I attempted to shut him out and think of something else.
"She has her knees on the edge of the bed, spread wide, as I step behind her..."
"Please stop. I'll do whatever you want. Please."
I gazed towards the camera.
"Eyes closed or we add more time," he snapped and proceeded when I shut mine.
..."As my cock tip touches her pussy, she groans onto your penis and sucks you even harder. You can feel her pushing her pussy onto my cock as my warmth tantalizes your forehead and nose."
I attempted to push that mental image away, but it was so vividly imprinted in my thoughts.
"The deeper I push, the more intensely she sucks your cock, and her juices cover your chin as you suck her hardened little clit. When my balls touch your forehead, you recognize I'm balls deep in your wife's cunt, and her head bobs freely on your boner. She desires for you to experience the same delight as she does."
"Oh God, please!" I gasped.
The persistent stimulation of my prostate was overwhelming. My penis throbbed as my balls expelled a steady gush of cum.
"What do you say when you explode, Captain?"
I complied with the expected response, "I'm cumming for your cock." My body shook. "Cum-ming-for-your-cock!"
As my climax crested, he proceeded, "So much time remaining, Captain. Amy hungrily swallows your jizz as I penetrate her, drawing out to the tip and driving it back in."
My penis stayed hard as he altered the vibrator's constant execution.
"Your tongue laps her clit and my shaft concurrently, as you lick her fluids from my cock. My balls collide against your head as I pound her, like she demands it."
"Look at you, contorting on the bed with your erect gusher smeared all over your stomach, Steven."
He purposefully used the pseudonym of Steven to exasperate me further.
"Clean your cum, Cock-whore!" he ordered.
I picked up some and directed it to my mouth.
"That's it, Steven, think about how pleasant my jizz will taste when I exit your spouse's cunt and offer it into your mouth. Consume it all, Steven."
I followed his instructions, re-morphing into Steven. I was no longer Wayne Stilson. It was somehow tollerable for Steven to be aroused by this.
"Once Amy swallows your sperm, she lifts her head to announce her ecstasy as she experiences true penetration. You never cease licking her clit as her secretions flood your cosmetics and my balls slap your head, while I pound her even more forcefully."
I closed my eyes as I scooped and licked my cum, the mental picture he generated induced my penis to firmly harden and my gut to churn. I was disgusted with myself and aroused all at once.
"You may hear her pleasure reverberating through the area as I brainwash her. You cannot resist tilting your head back to observe her cunt lips gripping my penis with each thrust as she begs me to fuck her fiercely."
I groaned in response.
"You've already lost, my mate; you may as well masturbate, CC. I wager her pussy is so tight. I can simply imagine that naked ass bouncing with every thrust as she craves for me to fuck her hard."
I gripped my penis as he described the situation, and I started ramming my cum-coated penis.
"Feeling her about to climax with or without you, you suck her clit to push her over the edge. As her screams intensify, I inform her I'm coming as well. Her jizz coats your tongue as her climax wracks her body. I pound her harder as I sense my balls readying to release..."
"I'm cumming for your cock, Mr. Thomas!" I shouted, swiftly jerking off.
I came once more, manically jerking off and splattering my body and the bed with droplets of my cum. My body stiffened and I arched my back as the vibrator worked within me, and my hand worked my penis frantically.
"Cum-ming-for-your-cock!" I strained as I came.
When my orgasm passed, my mortification surfaced, and he deactivated the vibrator.
"Twice in less than four minutes, Senior Captain Cock-whore. You made me proud today. The day after tomorrow, you can ride your dildo and masturbate while you beg me to fuck your wife, then it's abstinence till you return to serve me in person."
Even when this new low occurred, I tried to gather up the water droplets with my fingers and lick them clean, but soon came to my senses.
I took a shower, still feeling unclean, but the images he had planted in my head played over and over like a disturbing movie. I turned on the news to try and distract myself, and it helped briefly.
Too bad I had an early flight and needed to rest, so I shut off the TV, only to let the movie resume in my head. Pictures of Amy's mouth sucking me off and her pussy hovering over my face filled my mind. Then Mark's cock head nudged inside her as he entered her.
She moaned her approval, and her pace increased, pressing herself onto him.
The images repeated in my mind, ending with his cock emptying in my mouth, which I happily sucked clean.
I had to masturbate a third time that day to fall asleep, completely spent.
The next two days, I relived this movie over and over in my mind. By the second day, my mind was almost constantly aroused. My co-pilot must've gotten annoyed with me, as I couldn't stop talking about it.
During the last flight, Jack broke his silence. "Everything okay, Wayne?"
"Yeah, why do you ask, Jack?" I replied nonchalantly.
"I've just never seen you this edgy. You have bags under your eyes, and you've been talking all day. If something's bothering you, I'm here to listen."
It crossed my mind to share my situation but decided against it. Explaining that this stranger had blackmailed me into being his sex slave to share with his friends, and now I couldn't stop imagining him fucking my wife with his large cock, while I buried my face in them and slurped up their juices, was a little much.
"Nah, I'm just a little tired," I said casually. "I had a rough night."
Jack seemed concerned. "Is there something I can do?"
The thought of telling him was tempting for a moment, but I dismissed it. "Nah, I'm fine."
Jack's question made me realize how severe the situation was. He thought I was on drugs or something.
"I'm certain it's just caffeine," I responded coldly. "I'll be taking a piss test when we reach Minneapolis. If that calms your nerves."
The remainder of the flight was silent due to radio silence, allowing my mind to run wild with sexual fantasies, leaving my cock hard as nails.
When I took the drug test, I noticed my underpants were damp with pre-cum. I wondered if the test could detect cum. If so, would they assume I was banging the flight attendants?
As the day progressed and my ball ache grew, I became more and more obsessed with relieving it. I spoke to Amy and the kids before they went to bed, which gave me a few minutes of normality.
But after the call, the churning ache returned stronger than before.
I waited as long as I could before messaging Mark. I had showered and wrapped a towel around my waist. I resisted the urge to masturbate in the shower as my cock was already rock solid.
Me: Call?
Mark: What about?
Me: You know what.
Mark: Be more specific.
I disliked his twisted games. I disliked that my cock was rock hard. I disliked that I would willingly accept his torture.
Me: I want to ride my vibrator and cum for you.
I feared being specific would make matters worse but obliged.
Me: I need to ride my vibrator and cum for you while I beg you to let me eat my wife's clit as you abuse her pussy.
My cock was soaked with precum.
He ordered me to use her name.
Me: I want to ride my vibrator and cum for you while I beg you to fuck my wife and let me clean your cock in my mouth.
I craved getting on my dildo and jerking off, while pleading for you to fuck Amy. I couldn't stop fantasizing about sucking her clit and seeing your cock rubbing against my face while you pounded her pussy. I longed for her cum to cover my face while she was satisfied by you and finished off with you cumming down my throat as I tasted her cum from your cock.
Mark: Show me just how eager you are.
I swiftly slipped on my stockings from my luggage and spread out on the bed. I snapped a photo of my stiff penis standing above my abdomen with my stocking-clad legs stretched past it. The suggestion was shiny with pre cum.
Mark: I've got company.
Me: But you said tonight.
Mark: You desire it desperately, don't you?
Me: Yes, please.
Mark: My Physical Therapy Session is nearing completion; I will call you shortly.
I recognized that I had not even established where to place the camera and dildo to document it, so I began setting it up.
I suctioned it to a low, two-drawer dresser and positioned my camera against my briefcase on the bed. When it was set, it seemed like I waited eternally before he called. I wondered what physical therapy he was referring to, but didn't feel the need to inquire.
When he called, I began by kneeling beside the dildo. "I want to suck your cock firmly and wet Amy's pussy for you."
Then I demonstrated how I would suck him firmly first. I took the nine-inch cock with two balls in my throat before, riding it to an overwhelming climax, providing a detailed account of the scenario he had planted in my head two days earlier. I used Amy's name as he had ordered, as I begged him again and again.
The climax came in what felt like mere seconds. I gripped my cock hard, attempting to postpone my orgasm, but it was to no avail. My balls released and my cock pumped my seed into my erection. I clenched my fist tightly in an attempt to delay the initial blast, but as the second spurt came forth, the pressure overwhelmed it, launching my cum into the air and landing back on me.
I furiously jerked off, as multitudes of jets sprinkled onto my cock and belly from one of the most powerful orgasms he had ever provoked. As I watched the footage later, the facial expressions the camera caught were beyond words. I had reached new heights, without a doubt. That first blast of cum escaped the camera's view before landing back on me.
When my orgasm subsided, Mark switched off the vibrator and made me eradicate every drop of my cum, teasing me further.
"Senior Captain Cock-whore, you have surpassed yourself tonight. I'll send you the video, but you need to control yourself. Abstain until we convene in five more days. Our first all-nighter. We'll fatigue your ass. Can you maintain control till then, CC?"
He adored playing mental games, bouncing between CC, Steven, Captain Cock-whore, and Senior Captain Cock-whore for emphasis at times.
"Yes, sir, I pledge to manage myself for five days."
"Following your display tonight, I believe the spatula will be more likely than you managing to restrain yourself, my friend. I must go now, but I'll detect if you slip up, CC. You possess several tells." He smiled and terminated the call.
I was elated that he chose this particular moniker. 'My Friend' always added a little something extra to my humiliation.
I lay there, panting, and pondering how pathetic this was when the phone rang. It was Amy. I promptly took off the dildo before answering.
"Hello beloved," I said, attempting to sound normal and ecstatic to hear from her.
I breathed deeply as she answered.
"Goodness, I miss you." She sighed.
"Me, too. I can't wait until I'm back home to you," I replied, still panting slightly.
I attempted to ignore the fact that I was naked and cloaked in ladies stockings with a stretched anus from the dildo.
"Have you been working out or something? You sound out of breath," inquired Amy.
Out of panic, I spoke in a seductive tone with a partial lie, "Well, it's not really warm and fuzzy romantic." I hesitated. "But, I was merely lying here naked when thoughts of you swirled through my mind."
"Go on," she replied in a sensual tone. "In the meantime, I'm naked, too."
I felt a surge of guilt as I couldn't divulge the truth. However, a shade of truth might suffice.
"Well, it's not so delightful..." I hesitated. "But I was just stepping out of the shower and there I was, lying here naked with some naughty thoughts."
"Oh yes," she moaned.
"Well, I was picturing you straddling my face..." I paused.
"Yeah," she gasped.
Amy was eager and it felt like ages since we shared intimate moments over the phone.
"Just thinking about it, I can taste you. You're touching my cock as you slowly move over my face. I adore the feeling of those soft moist lips, as my tongue slips between them."
"Oh wow, you're quite imaginative Mr. Stilson. I can feel it. Oh, I'm wet for you sir!"
I was astonished she was even masturbating. This was something new, it had been a while since she had these moments. When the children were born, these instances were simply a memory.
"My hands hold those buns tighter as you move faster. Your sweet juices make my cock rock hard. I crave the sensation of that rush of nectar upon reaching orgasm, with you."
She grunted and groaned, trying to catch her breath.
"I want you to come in my mouth, Amy..."
"Oh God Man...No one's ever licked me like this. It feels so good. Oh My..."
I was awe-struck by the whole situation. I wasn't paying any heed to the command against self-pleasuring. I felt like a man and I wasn't going to stop now.
"I'm not finished with you, Mrs. Stilson," I said confidently. I need you to spin around and ride my cock until I climb inside you.
"That's a hot idea, Captain Stilson. It's so good and hard in my hand. My pussy is so wet from your incredible tongue. I need this cock inside me once more. Tell me how much you want me to ride it!"
"Oh Amy, I want to watch it slide inside your wet heat until you take it all."
She panted and shifted position before continuing.
"I'm on top of you now, straddling your massive hard cock. I'm caressing its head with my wet pussy. I want it in me desperately, but it's so huge I have to go slowly."
I felt the urge to insert my dildo, but held back, fearing she might hear it. My hand stroked my shaft steadily, increasing the pace as her groans intensified.
"I need your big cock inside me. Oh yes, all the way. Feels so! Good! Oh God, it's so deep inside me Mrs. Stilson!"
"You're so warm and wet, I relish being inside you!" I replied, stroking harder. "Oh baby, ride my cock."
"Yes, oh God, yes! Yes! Yes! I'm going to come again!"
I squeezed my shaft furiously, trying to reach climax for a third time in less than half an hour.
"Do you want me to fill you up, Baby!" I moaned.
"Oh yes, come inside me, coming for Ah!"
"Oh fuck, I'm climaxing!" I shouted.
Her voice went up a notch as we reached climax together. "Coming for your cock! Coming for your cock!" She cried, syncing with my chanting.
"Coming for your cock! "- I trailed off when I realized what I almost said.
After a few moments, she spoke, "Damn, I really needed that. I can't wait 'til Saturday."
I imagined her smug grin as she said those words, and I pushed away those paranoid thoughts. My mind returned to my guilt. I'd be servicing Mark and company all night Friday. I was terrified I would be too spent to enjoy my time with Amy. I regretted suggesting arriving early to see him.
"That was entertaining. It has been a long time since we phone fucked," Amy remarks teasingly.
"Apparently", I mutter.
I convinced myself that her earlier words during her orgasm were a coincidence, and I was just anxious since Mark had teased me about Amy.
"This was the best one yet. I'm going to sleep well tonight," Amy sighed.
"I will too," I replied.
"What's the time of your first flight?" she inquired.
"It's 5:30 am. I'm afraid." I checked my watch and it was already eleven.
"I better let you go then. Sleep well, I know I will." Her voice was still arousing. "Love you, Senior Captain Stilson."
"Love you too." I kissed the air and hung up.
The catch was, I lied to Amy and breached my agreement with Mark already. The positive was, against all odds, I managed to drift off to sleep, bolstered by the previous night's activities and multiple climaxes. By day five, the roller coaster was running full speed.
Lust, regret, guilt...lust, regret, guilt...lust, regret, guilt...
The only bright spot was that he'd left me alone, knowing that seeking him out would only lead to humiliation and disappointment.
After touchdown, I wrapped up the flight logs and studies in my automobile. While on my way to Mark's, I made a quick detour to the restroom for some preparation. I didn't want to deal with a dry dildo, or any tool, later in the night.
Usually, I'd be stopped at the airport garage by Officer Reeves, who made up a tale about hearing complaints about soliciting. Afterwards, I'd be forced into his police cruiser for further questioning, which led to him demanding oral sex. But that day, he was nowhere to be found. I felt slightly disappointed, but poker night would provide more than enough satisfaction. I had to also consider leaving something for Amy the next day.
Despite my guilt, my lower regions began pulsating and throbbing as I neared Mark's. I battled with the unending tingles that had been tormenting me almost daily since meeting Mark in the park. The fiery desire to wrap my mouth around his rock-hardness was all-consuming.
Fully aroused, I arrived at Mark's residence. No sign of Officer Reeves' cruiser. I recalled the second-most significant morning of my life, when Officer Reeves seduced me for the first time, thanks to Mark's manipulation.
I pretended to adjust my package and made my way towards Mark's front door. He greeted me in his bathrobe while showcasing his semi-rigid cock. The sight of him made me tremble with pleasure. My mind replayed the moment when I lowered his belt, his expression of pleasure as I joined his ranks.
"It's good to see you, too, boss," I replied, pretending indifference. He stepped back, inviting me into his house.
"I hope you are eager for a very special 'poker night', my friend. Your uniform is on the bed, shout when you're ready, CC," he informed with sassiness.
I did as instructed and made my descended the staircase towards the bed, eager to please, to taste Mark's special heat, to relish his manhood. I imagined his warm body up close, his breath against mine, his hands roaming my body.
I hoped the others would not be present, so my identity remained a secret while they were serviced. Strangely, I felt unburdened, liberated, behind the mask, even though I was being forced into doing it.
I removed the dildo from the bag, laid it on the bed with its controller, and didn't waste a moment. I shouted my readiness.
As Mark appeared at the top of the stairs, I knelt hastily, signaling my availability. I yearned to taste him, to make him hard with my mouth, to experience his warmth from within with any random member he might bring later on.
As he entered the room, he still wore the robe, concealing his erection. As he drew closer, I gripped the knot of his robe, yanking it open, bridging the distance between us, revealing his magnificent manhood. Offering me a glimpse of his impressive dimensions and full-throated arousal.
"You seem eager, Lord Cock-slave," he taunted.
"Yes, sir, I can't stop thinking about your endowment," I replied, gripping it with my hands.
I recall that initial day in the woods, when he made me touch it, caress it for the first time. A sudden, intense hardening took over my penis and testicles as I slid my fingers across his velvety skin. That one touch sparked something in my mind, which has burnt within me ever since.
The same sensation enveloped me as I leaned in and inhaled his scent deeply from my nostrils. I moaned when my nose touched his testicles, the fragrance of his male essence invaded every nerve ending in my swollen dick.
"Your smell makes my cock so hard, sir," I sighed, as I ran my hand along his length and my nose pressed into his sac.
I heard footsteps pause, but I could still sense his deep, even respiration from the landing at the bottom of the stairs.
I imagined another faceless cock waiting to be worshiped and devoured by Captain Cock-whore. As my nose nestled between his balls and thigh, I inhaled deeply, enamored by his manly aroma, basking in the lust it evoked.
"May I taste your balls, sir?" I asked, quivering with excitement.
The rush of knowing there were eyes upon us, yearning at the sight of me adoring his gargantuan erection, overrode any drug I'd ever tried. My rigid cock was on display for a nameless individual, but the anonymity of the mask removed all fear, amplifying the excitement.
"You may, CC," he answered, thrusting his pelvis toward me.
I curled my tongue beneath his balls and licked them back and forth. The salty taste and musky scent of his sac had my penis pulsing, as he groaned with satisfaction.
"You adore my cock, don't you, CC?" he enquired, exhaling.
"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir," I responded before continuing to deluge his balls with my saliva while stroking his member with my right hand.
I braced myself with my left hand on his buttocks.
His back faced our unidentified guest, hiding his identify, but I could imagine my erection, blatantly obvious between his legs, as I serviced his mammoth shaft while they watched. I envisaged them avidly awaiting the moment they, too, would receive the same treatment from me.
I yearned to fully ingest his entire length for them to ascertain my capabilities.
"May I please blow you until you cum in my mouth, sir?" I entreated, my lips nearing his glans.
He pushed my head forward and cushioned his cock with his hand. "Inform our guest, CC, of what makes your cock so erect."
He assuredly expected me to confess my perverse desire; the thought became captivating under my mask.
"I dream of you fucking my wife, Amy, until she climaxes and you ejaculate in my mouth. I imagine riding my dildo and relishing in the blended fluids of your climax and Amy's, while I climax for you, sir."
I felt a sense of liberation I couldn't identify, confessing my deviant yearning to a stranger, surrendering wholly to Mark. He rewarded me by admitting me to his warm, soft cock. It was so inviting, its surface was soft and silky, as I took the head into my mouth and swirled my tongue around the ridge of his glans. Savoring its sweet pre-cum, my tongue mapped the ridges of his head.
I gripped his length with my left hand and sucked his head into my mouth, marveling in its temperature and texture. My erection throbbed, brimming with anticipation.
I pulled back with an audible noise, and pleaded, "May I please make myself cum using your cock in my mouth," I required to climax and the notion of it being witnessed by the stranger further heightened the embarrassment and excitement.
Combating his arrogate demeanor, he gazed down at me, glancing his penis against my lips with authority. "You orgasm when I tell you or when our guest commands it. Question me again and you'll experience the spatula, do you comprehend?"
"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir. May I make you cum in my mouth."
"Yes, you may," he granted, as he pushed his member inside me. "Suck it as if you're preparing your wife for my intrusion, CC. If you swallow my cum and worship me with your mouth once more, you'll temporarily calm me, allowing me to penetrate your wife the way she craves it."
I gave a nod and bobbed my head, making a moaning noise in agreement.
"Enjoy imagining that your suction-cup sex toy is penetrating your wife on the kitchen counter while I violently thrust into her, causing her to orgasm repeatedly, begging for it," a man's voice said.
"Mmm, hmm! Mmm, hmm," I groaned as I sucked on his member, trying to get as much of it as I could into my mouth. My eyes were shut as I relaxed my throat to accommodate his length. I could hear someone moving around to get a better view of my power at work.
A deep sigh escaped the man's lips, and if my mouth hadn't been occupied, I would have smirked with pride.
"Wow, you've really got it all in there!" Mark grunted, holding onto my head and pushing his cock deeper into my throat with every thrust.
Saliva gathered around his body, running down my chin and neck, as my gag reflexes were occasionally prompted by each plunge. The man now had a prime spectator seat for my particular talent.
"What do you think of CC's physiotherapy sessions for my swelling conditions, Nurse Stilson?"
"I fully support them, sir... Mr. Thomas," I replied.
It was a female's voice – Amy's voice! Her presence shocked me, and though my mouth was full, I would have shown a pleased grin if I weren't occupied. She moved closer, and as I struggled to open my eyes, I was unable to free myself as Mark held my head firmly in place while letting another plunge into my throat. Another slap from the spatula struck and shocked me, causing a gurgling sound to escape my mouth. I had to close my eyes once more, but I tried to loosen my throat and take him in again.
Crack! I heard the spatula slap my ass again. "Don't you fucking dare stop, cock-sucker!" Amy demanded.
I was hesitant, but I couldn't resist another whack. "Alright, alright," I said as I focused on Mark's cock and sucking harder.
I finally managed to relax my throat and take him entirely. Panicking, I opened my eyes, but the shock of seeing my wife, dressed in a slutty nurse outfit, silenced me. The spatula with which she was angrily wielding had a rectangular old-style nurse hat, trimmed with red ribbon lace, adorning her head. "We're stuck up," was her name patch.
Feeling conflicted, I glanced away, not wanting to see her. However, I recognized that I couldn't escape. The spatula cracked again, this time on my other cheek. "Cock-sucker – focus!" she snarled. "I need his cock to be rock hard and numb!"
I hurried to comply, and within moments, I managed to loosen my throat and resume the act of swallowing him completely. Opening my eyes, I gazed at what I had once known as my wife. She was unrecognizable – a mix of anger and sexy allure glared at me from under her mask.
Amy's outfit consisted of a two-piece costume: a white tube-tank crop top adorned with red trim across its top, with red string ties. The hem reached her waist, with a red elastic belt below it. Her crop top featured a red circle with a plus symbol at the top left and had the same design on her left breast. The bottoms were a white miniskirt, straight-cut and hemmed but flaunting a triangular slit on each hip. She completed the look with white fishnet thigh-highs, featuring red bows with the traditional heart symbol in the middle.
In that moment, fixated on her new image and seeing her participate in this depraved act, my own cock oozed pre-cum. Surprisingly, this didn't seem to be discouraging Mark, who continued his savagery.
However, my secret identity was in jeopardy. "Hurry up, Wayne," Amy insisted. "I need your hard member inside me right now. Suck it like you mean it, cock-whore!" crack! "And I see my knocker is back!" the spatula replaced the lingering pain with another blow.
I sped up, swirling my tongue on his tip before pulling him deep down my throat.
"Mm, don't stop, my friend!" Mark grunted, distantly speaking. "My little cock-slut fucking needs it."
Oh, no – my fantasy came to an abrupt end. Amy's voice was unmistakable: Officer Reeves'! The policeman was finally here, and he could see her wearing her slutty nurse uniform. "It looks like we're underway without me. Nurse Stilson, your swelling's increasing from the sight of your uniform," she commented.
"I've got just the oral therapy for you, officer," said Amy as she walked toward him. I looked on as she leant in to give him a kiss and her hand slid towards his crotch.
Her hands moved swiftly to his belt and zipper, as Mark held my head firmly in place, keeping me focused on him. When I glanced back, I saw Amy on her knees with his penis in her hands, masturbating him and smiling with a naughty expression.
"Wow, she's got soft hands, Steve," he sighed, using the name I'd given him when we first met.
"May I kiss it and make it better, Officer Reeves?" she teased.
"Of course, heh, and softer lips, fuck! Families who suck together..." he sighed.
I was working Mark's penis with urgency, surprised he hadn't come yet, as I heard a smacking sound and Amy breathing heavily. "I love this huge, black dick!" she cried out, before plunging him back into her mouth.
I groaned and sucked, entranced by the scenario Mark had planted in my mind coming true. I heard his grunts as my wife was sucking his penis right next to me, with my own penis throbbing uncontrollably.
My senses felt heightened and my mind raced, consumed by lust. I wanted to see Amy in her slutty nurse uniform servicing Officer Reeves. I questioned many things. Was she naked under that skirt? What would they do to her? And why was my penis so erect at the thought? How long had this been going on?
I was so caught up in desire, my marriage and future with Amy were pushed to the back of my mind, but they would haunt me later.
Another smacking sound and Amy begged, "Please cum in my mouth, I need you in my ass, Officer Reeves."
I let out a guttural growl at this thought. Was Amy distracting Officer Reeves so she could be fucked longer and harder?
A smack to the head brought me back to reality. "Concentrate CC!" Mark barked. "You'll love this, I promise."
I returned to sucking Mark's penis, thrusting it deep and holding him there with light bobs. I then pulled back to the tip and took a gasp, swirled my tongue on his tip and plunged him back in, as quickly as possible.
They both groaned and moaned, their erections responding to our actions. Amy could only take about half of him, and my penis felt like it would explode with the intensity of my arousal, as I looked at her hungrily bobbing on his penis.
"Ohmygod, Nurse Stilson..." he panted with a groan, feeling close.
The taste of Mark's pre-cum intensified along with his moans, indicating he was approaching climax.
"I'm...coming, ah!" he grunted, as the first burst of cum shot down my throat.
I pulled out and began sucking wildly, swallowing cum in rapid succession.
"Fuck! Here it... Ah fuck!" Officer Reeves grunted, as spurt after spurt flew into my mouth.
The sounds and scents of sex filled the room, as the three of us covered in cum and saliva, moaned, grunted and swallowed, united by the physical sensations. The tangled mixture of manly musk and Amy's wetness excited me further.
With cum and saliva soaking my face, I continued sucking Mark's penis, trying to keep him hard for Amy's benefit. I sank down, taking all of him.
"Fuck, CC, So. Fuckin'. Deep," he groaned, bracing his hand on his hips, rocking, slowly, face-fucking me.
Amy let go of Officer Reeves' penis and turned to look at Mark. "I've got something for you too, Captain, while we watch," she said, smiling.
"Your bed awaits, my lady," Mark said grandly, motioning towards the bed like a game show hostess displaying letters.
One of my questions was answered when Amy crawled onto the bed, on all fours. Her naked ass stood out from beneath the slutty nurse skirt. She crawled slowly, her smooth ass swaying. She removed her heels and lay down on one of the pillows and added others beneath her torso. She lay on her side, knees high and spread wide, her neatly trimmed pussy visible. I remembered our phone sex earlier in the week, and my desire was to lick her.
"What's your little CCSS doing, Captain?" Mark joked.
CCSS? I was unclear what that meant, but from Mark's comments about me, I had a guess.
"Your bed beckons, my lady," Mark said dramatically, gesturing towards the bed.
One of my questions was answered when Amy crawled onto the bed, on all fours. Her naked ass jutted out from under the slutty nurse uniform. Moving slowly, she swayed her smooth ass. Removing her high heels, she positioned the pillows and turned over. Still on all fours, she bent at the waist, her knees apart, legs slightly spread. She was lying close to the pillows with her back and shoulders resting on them. A view of her neatly trimmed pussy lips greeted me. I recalled our phone sex earlier in the week and yearned to lick her.
As her wet dick struck me in the face, I watched her exhibit herself for them and saw that her little pink asshole was exposed and apparently her fluids had seeped down, coating it.
I sucked Officer Reeves' semi-soft cock into my mouth, while Mark got in the way, preventing me from viewing her vulva. Regardless, I strained to observe as her thighs tightened around Mark's head.
"This is the worst instance of Chronic Cock Slut Syndrome I have ever encountered, Nurse Stilson. But I have the perfect remedy for you," Mark proclaimed, as he lowered his head.
She moaned with joy as his tongue touched, causing me to suck Officer Reeves with greater diligence.
"I need that, Mr. Thomas. Ah!"
She squealed and her high-pitched moans became louder and louder, as Mark's head rolled and swiveled between her thighs. Officer Reeves swiftly stiffened as Amy screamed out her pleasure.
"Oh God! No one's ever licked me like this, Feels so good. Oh my God!" she exclaimed.
It occurred to me; those were the exact words she used during our phone sex encounter the other day. A knot formed in my stomach, yet my wicked little cock remained as hard as granite, as Amy's orgasm rapidly approached.
She moaned and shook her head, exhaling and groaning her pleasure as he licked my wife's pussy. I unconsciously moaned as I sucked Officer Reeves fervently.
Her moans grew louder and louder. I'm about to come for your dick, Mr. Thomas! Oh, please don't stop!" Mah!" Amy screeched, in sync with each rhythmic throb of her hips, clenching his head between her silky thighs with each convulsion.
I sucked Officer Reeves with ferocity and intensity, with each screech of ecstasy, until he eventually pulled away. "Easy cock sucker, this erection is for your wife, my friend."
I gasped like a horny canine, staring at Mark's naked ass, with his legs dangling off the bed and his head buried in Amy's pussy. Despite the humiliation, I found myself unable to look away. The relentless tingling sensation in my cock proved too much to bear. Amy experienced a screaming spastic climax at the hands of my brute. I thought I might cum just by watching it.
"I'm not finished with you, Mrs. Stilson," Mark said, using the same words from my telephone conversation with Amy. "I'm going to require you to spin around and mount my dick, until I cum in you."
"No, please spill in my mouth, sir!" I cried, fearing that he would impregnate Amy.
"Be patient, CC. So you want me to fuck your wife and withdraw and cum in your mouth?" Mark joked.
"Yes, please!" I implored.
"Beg for it!"
To my shock, I found myself in a fetal position on all fours, with my Captain Cock-whore attire on, and two strangers prepared to fuck my wife. I was rock solid at the thought of this perverted scenario. The events of the past few weeks ran through my mind; my brain found it difficult to acknowledge my transformation, as I begged him.
"Please fuck my wi- Amy..." I imitated his instruction to use her name... "like she needs it, then pull out and feed me your come. I want to taste her come on your dick sir. Please."
Amy had moved Mark to a lying position on the edge of the bed, his legs dangling down and his heels on the floor. She was preparing to straddle him when he suddenly intervened.
"Do you agree with this plan, Nurse Stilson?" he asked, suggestively.
"Most definitely, Mr. Thomas," she exhaled, and resumed her position to straddle him.
"One second, Nurse Stilson. I believe you need to set up CC's dildo for him," Mark said.
"I'll be happy to, Mr. Thomas. A cock-whore experiences greater bliss when he has a penis in his anus. I can relate, Cock-whore, as you'll soon witness," said Amy, as she picked up the suction-cup dildo and the spatula.
I sat there, looking at her as she knelt next to me. She gripped my streaming cock and stroked me, disseminating my pre-cum over my erection. I whimpered and sighed, my mouth gaping wide, precariously close to climaxing.
Suddenly, she released my cock, reared back, and delivered a vicious slap with the spatula.
"Don't you dare come before me, you filthy cock-whore!" she commanded, looking down on me in her provocative attire.
I couldn't discern from her tone if she was truly irate or just playing this act. However, I couldn't help but contemplate what our intimate life could have been like if I had known this side of her earlier.
The sting in my ass cheeks was severe, and quickly eliminated me from the brink of orgasm.
Whack! "Do you understand me, Cock-whore?" she bellowed.
"Yes, please! I'm sorry," I whimpered, in shame.
"Oh my god, you're a pathetic little cock-slut, Wayne, isn't it?" said the woman, as she whacked Wayne's ass with a spatula.
Wayne gulped and said, "Yes, ma'am," struggling to keep his composure as he struggled to keep the three-ball dildo inside his anus.
"You're a well-trained whore. Now, take your cock and see how a real fuck feels," she commanded, grabbing the remote for the dildo from Mark. "Here you go, Officer Reeves. Just don't make him come too soon."
Reeves hit play on the dildo, turning it to the highest setting. The pulsing vibration shocked Wayne, making him grunt and writhe in pleasure.
"Slow down, officer. Please!" Wayne begged, but Reeves ignored his request and simply stood back to watch the show.
The woman pulled her skirt up, straddling Mark, who was reclining on the bed. Wayne's eyes went wide as he watched her ass jiggle against Mark's cock, which was thrusting inside her lightly.
"Holy shit, that's one hell of a big dick you got there, Officer Mark! It feels so warm. I can't even believe it fits inside me," she said, rocking her hips up and down on his shaft.
Nodding in appreciation, Reeves said, "Ms. Stilson, those hips are something else."
Wayne grunted and pushed the third ball inside himself. His eyes went wide as all his senses were overwhelmed by the pulsing vibration on his prostate. "Please, officer, turn it down," he begged.
"No, Wayne. I'm not going to ask again," Reeves replied, his eyes glued to the woman grinding on Mark's lap.
"Please, don't make me come!" Wayne cried out as his body started to seize up under the constant bombardment.
"Don't you dare come before me, you little whore!" the woman yelled as she continued to rock hard on Mark's cock. "It's my turn!"
The floorboards trembled as she moaned in ecstasy, finally slowing down and lowering her hips to lie next to Mark. "Oh, that felt amazing," she said. "Now let's see if we can make your buddy cum, shall we?"
Faking tiredness, she rolled over and started to fondle Mark's now fully erect penis.
"I'm so wet, Amy. You feel so fucking incredible right now," Mark moaned as she fondled him. "Be my cock-slut!"
Watching the scene play out, Wayne thought about sucking her nipples while Mark filled her. Grabbing his penis, he remembered their previous phone call.
"You're rubbing my cock head against your soaking wet pussy. It's so hard and big, but I need it so bad. So slowly, I'm pushing it inside you. Oh, it's so big. I need it. I need it so bad."
The woman moaned in agreement as she rocked her hips up and down on Mark year after year, finally slowing down and pressing her hot lips to his mouth.
After a moment, she pushed herself upward, kissing him and sharing the taste she'd just experienced.
Letting out a huge breath and closing her eyes, she stood up. Then she said, "Now, your turn, Wayne. I've got your cock in hand. It's so big and hard, and I want to feel it inside me."
Wayne's eyes went wide as she straddled him, and she spread her cheeks wide to pinpoint the opening she needed.
"Oh god, that feels so good, Captain Cock-whore," she said, lowering herself slowly onto his cock. "I'm your filthy fucking cock-whore."
I could hear her wetness sloshing all around as she fucked him, her movements becoming more desperate with every thrust. "Don't you fucking come yet! I need this, so bad," she warned. "Oh god, I'm coming!"
The room filled with her ecstatic moans as she climaxed hard on his cock, her hips swinging as her orgasm rocked her whole body.
Slipping her hips forward, she fell dizzy and flat on her back alongside Mark. She looked at Wayne, saying, "No, baby, no. But it's my turn now. Get ready for a wild ride."
And so she pushed herself onto his cock again, panting and muttering, "I'm pushing you inside me. Holy shit, it fits so good."
Mark turned on the dildo, slowly gaming the remote up. "Ride my cock," he moaned.
"Oh, Mark, I'm coming. Yeah. Fuuuuuuck," she cried. "Your big cock feels so deep inside me. Oh, I'm going to come so hard," she screamed.
This time, she rode him faster and harder, as if he knew exactly how to get her to come.
Her her hips bowed and rocked faster, and her moans became louder. Suddenly, she stopped, shuddered, then rolled back onto her side, leaning back against him. She gasped for air, sweating profusely, and kissed him hard. "That...was...fucking...amazing," she said. "Wayne, I want to feel you come too."
As if understanding what he had to do, Reeves raised the spatula slowly to Wayne's ass, poised to thrust it inside. "1...2...3..."
Wayne sucked in his breath and stared at the doctor, watching as the woman pushed the dildo into him. He grunted and clutched the sheets, just barely avoiding the sensation that would make him come. "Fuuuuck," he cried. "Turn it down!"
Reeves lowered the dildo's speed, then leaned back to enjoy the show.
The woman stood up, slinging her skirt back down, and said, "Here's your chance, Wayne. Lick us both."
So Wayne leaned over and started to lap at her nipples, making Officer Reeves chuckle. "Alright now. Go ahead and try that."
She moved back and forth on him, crying out, "Oh God, I adore your dick, Mr. Thomas! I adore your dick! I adore your dick. Oh my God! Ahhh!" She begged. "I demand your fucking dick, Officer Reeves. Please invade my ass," Her voice quivered with desperation.
"Get your tongue inside there, Captain and prep her little asshole for me," he instructed, pushing my head toward her.
I observed her cheeks spread apart as she shoved Mark deep inside to make contact with me. I had to lean too far backward to maintain the cock within and it slithered out of my stretched out anus as my tongue ran over her tight little hole. I could taste her cum on it as I wiggled my tip against it.
"Oh yes," she sighed. "That feels good, Wayne."
She thrust a little harder, but Mark was all the way in, thus I strained forward in an attempt to penetrate her with his balls against my chin. I couldn't resist licking up his balls and onto her crack before wiggling back in as deeply as I could, slicking her for the giant black dick to come next.
"Return to your toy, Whore of Cocks," commanded Officer Reeves, pulling my head back and pressuring me toward the dildo. "And swallow it all."
I brought it back inside, as Officer Reeves stepped in front of me. He had removed his clothing and was standing naked before me.
I lowered down and peeked between his legs as I worked past the second ball of the dildo. I witnessed Amy's pussy pressed against Mark's cock, as Officer Reeves spread her left cheek and pressed his cock head to her asshole.
"Oh Yes, Officer, search my anus, please. Proceed with care."
"Your cooperation will be beneficial in making this as painless as achievable, Ms. Stilson," he groaned as he pressed forward.
"Thank you, officer, Oh..." She whimpered, and I could note her butt cheeks tighten.
"Slow and easy," said Officer Reeves, calmly.
While his head slid through, she began to rock slowly, inserting his cock into her anus. I shoved the third ball in and, despite leaning forward, the stimulation of my prostate was too much.
"Oh. Damn, Steven your wife's anus is so snug," he grunted.
"I need this so badly. I'm stuffed, please," she sobbed.
"Don't your fucking come until I instruct you, Whore of Cocks," grunted Mark.
"Fill my fucking holes!" shouted Amy, rocking faster and tougher, taking them both in completely.
"Don't ejaculate till I tell you, Cock-whore," Mark growled as Amy rocked frantically.
"Fill my fucking holes!" Amy hollered, picking up her tempo. As her speed grew, she started to yell out a series of high-pitched moans that reverberated through the room, causing me to reach the edge.
"Coming for your dicks!" I bellowed, as my balls surrendered to the vibration of my prostate. I collapsed face first into Officer Reeves' ass while my balls discharged a continuous jet of souring jizz down my erection to my balls and onto the floor.
Officer Reeves extended a hand full of hair and pulled my face into his ass. "Stick your tongue in there, Cock-whore."
Amy's screams grew louder as her ass hammered against them. It was inconceivable to determine whether Amy was fucking two behemoth dicks with her pussy and anus or not. There was no other way to comprehend it. They stayed still while she fucked them both, and I came like a whore with my face in his butt.
"May I please come, Mr. Thomas," Amy begged.
"Yes, but tell me what you are, Nurse Stilson," grunted Mark.
"I'm-your-dick-whore! Coming-for-your-dicks," said Amy, in unison with her thrusts.
"Fuck, your wife's an excellent little cock-whore, Captain. You two are the perfect pair." Officer Reeves panted, as he held my head and pumped it. "Savor my ass."
I could only groan as my balls emptied and Amy's orgasm continued. The sound of pulsating wetness and smacking flesh filled the air, along with the smell of Amy's cum and mine.
Finally, Amy collapsed onto Mark in a heap and gasped for air as they slowly slid out of me. Officer Reeves let go of my head and dropped onto the dildo.
"Thank you," she gasped. "That was..."
She kissed Mark hungrily and the sensation of tightness returned to my stomach. A part of me yearned to leap up and expel them from my wife, but the incessant vibrating dildo continued thrusting within me.
"We're not done yet, Nurse Stilson. Our erectile condition remains a concern," teased Mark.
"I haven't finished either, gentlemen. I'm merely taking a break." Her throaty chuckle resonated.
Shamelessly, my cock was re-hardening at the idea of more. And after a moment, Mark and Officer Reeves started to pick up their tempo a bit.
Amy hummed and nodded. "You men will need to outdo that."
Officer Reeves entered the room, causing me to duck just in time to avoid his exposed butt nearly hitting my face.
"Oh my God! I absolutely adore your enormous dicks!" Amy exclaimed, sounding like a wild animal, "please penetrate me."
Hearing her beg was like a dangerous drug, igniting my mind and making my cock tingle. I should've despised this scenario, but all I wanted to do was clutch my erection and ride the dildo while coming with her once more.
"Yes, yes, fuck me!" she roared, as the slapping of bodies resumed; this time, it was the men who were doing the thrusting. "I could lustily continue all night!" She groaned like a beast as she spoke.
"You enjoy the fucked-up whore," barked Officer Reeves.
"Yes, I love your massive, black cock in my ass! Fast-forward me like you're really into it."
I was rocking on the dildo with my stiff penis swinging.
"Do you want us to make your wife reach climax again Mr. Stilson?" Mark inquired.
"Yes!"
"Beg for it, Mr. Stilson!"
"Please, fuck Amy until she reaches orgasm like a whore!"
"Oh God, yes! I am your cock slut," Amy cried out in agreement.
"You want your effeminate buddy to jerk off on his dildo, while you get a genuine climax, Mrs. Stilson?"
"Yes. Come with me, Wayne."
Their bodies slammed together at lightning speed, while Amy screamed with joy. My hand moved quickly as I stroked myself, trying not to cum too soon. Even though hearing Amy use my name when asking me to join her felt oddly close, it brought me closer to her in some way.
Amy shrieked and squealed with delight, as the men mercilessly continued to rape her. "Oh, God Yes! Fuck me fiercely!"
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Coming for-your-cocks!" she wailed.
I began furiously stroking my penis while bouncing on the dildo. Amy's cries of pleasure intensified, and just as I caught the edge of my orgasm, raising my voice to match hers.
"Oh fuck! I'm coming for your dicks!" I cried out in unison with Amy, whose body was immobile due to Mark and Officer Reeves' relentless thrusting.
After my climax passed, we realized she was still coming. When Officer Reeves finally chose to cease, I begged:
"Come in my mouth!"
I sucked at his penis, receiving his first blast of cum on my tongue. By his fourth blast, he forcefully pushed himself against my throat, but I couldn't take it.
I attempted to relax my throat and accepted him all as his orgasm ended. He slowed his thrusting but continued to fuck my throat; his cum dripped from my already soaked chin.
I heard Amy's pleasure increase once more, as Mark continued to pound her, generating another orgasm. He was like a superhero.
Amy roared out, "Fuck me with that massive cock! AH! Coming for..."
Officer Reeves pulled out and we observed as Mark's hips thrust repeatedly, filling Amy's wet and sloshy, engorged vagina. She came again, echoing "Fuck me with that big fucking cock! AH! Coming for..."
Finally, Mark grunted.
"I'm about to explode, get prepared, Mr. Stilson."
I jumped off the dildo and hovered over Mark, pulling his erect penis towards my mouth. Despite stripping Officer Reeves' clothes, his cock remained half-erect. I sucked halfway on his member, frantically bobbing my head, which caught Amy's attention as her eyes widened when she saw my lips touch his balls. The flavor of her wetness covered my tongue as his member began to spurt sperm in my throat. I swallowed hard, attempting to conserve his semen, but my chin and neck were covered in a combination of cum from her, the two police officers, and myself.
I paused, staring at Mark's swollen and still throbbing dick, wondering what to do next.
Officer Reeves was pulling on his uniform, almost fully dressed again.
"It's time to return to work; thank you, Mr. Stilson, and Mrs. Stilson. I believe we can resolve this obsessive admiration issue, and this will mark the start of a long-lasting friendship. How about it, Mr. Thomas?" he inquired.
Mark and Amy sat up on the bed, "Yes, I agree, Officer Reeves. Besides, Wayne? Regular poker games?"
"I'm not sure twice a month would be sufficient for your marital-become-suturing, boys," Officer Reeves stated, "but sure thing, right Wayne?"
I hesitated, not knowing what to say as the absurd reality flooded in.
"That's right, gents. We're all on the same page. Should we arrange a future meetup if another case requires a release?," Officer Reeves asked.
Mark agreed with a groan, and Officer Reeves joined him.
"Now, it's time to show some gratitude to the hostess and clean up the mess you made, Cock Tease," instructed Officer Reeves, pointing at my semen on the floor. "Goodnight everyone."
"We need to discuss your punishment for unauthorized orgasms twice this week," Mark remarked.
"But one time was while chatting with Amy on the phone and tonight, he wouldn't deny the dildo," I pleaded.
I instantly knelt down. "I'm gonna clean it up." I began licking off my ejaculate, hoping for leniency.
"I'll take care of this, if you don't mind," offered Amy.
"By all means, Nurse Stilson, by all means," agreed Mark.
Amy retrieved the spatula and stood beside me. "Finish it." She directed, with a gentle smack.
I licked rapidly, covering various areas. Spots of cum were everywhere. When I cleared the largest puddle of cum, she started tapping harder.
"You're a vile cock tease, spreading your sperm all over Mark's floor," she said sternly, emphasizing a spot and delivered a more forceful smack.
I licked more rapidly, moving from spot to spot. I lost track of the slaps, but eventually she was content.
"Good girl, you're such a slutty cock tease," she said firmly, as she sat at the edge of the bed with the spatula beside her and thwacked her thighs.
I gazed up at her, begging for leniency, but there was no leniency in her eyes. I crawled up and rested my semi-hard penis against her thighs, cautiously perched on the bed, anticipating the spatula.
"You'll learn to comply. Do you understand me, Cock Tease?" Thwack!
"Yes ma'am, I'm sorry!"
Thwack! "You must apologize to Mr. Thomas, Cock Tease!" Thwack!
"Sorry, Mr. Thomas. I vow to obey!" Thwack!
"I've heard that before, CC," he ridiculed. Thwack!
"Ten spanks for each transgression seem fair, right, Mr. Thomas?" Thwack!
And so it proceeded, ten spanks on each cheek, eyes tearing up and ass burning. When she finished, she flipped me onto the floor.
"Heard your little cock became harder during the spanking. Unfortunately, your time at this establishment has come to an end, Cock Tease, gather your belongings and leave. I'll see you in the morning. It appears Mr. Thomas might need more physical therapy," she said, as she returned to his side and stroked his penis while kissing the tip.
"Thank you, Head Nurse Cock Tease. Another fantastic poker night,” he said, intertwining his fingers behind his head and leaning back. Amy began to kiss the head of his penis as she stroked his shaft.
I observed for a moment, stunned and bewildered, but knowing my charred ass required me to depart. So, I perched up the stairs, dressed and departed, contemplating the next chapter in my life.
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