An adult stories – College Girlfriend Claimed by Boss by Mpburton,Mpburton So this is a story of how in 1999, my girlfriend (F20) agreed to be “claimed” by my boss (M50) and his wife (F51), and how I (M20) learned something new about myself in the process.
College was a blast but also fucking expensive. It was the summer after sophomore year, and I was already getting notices about student loans that had interest payments coming due. I needed a real job. I had been fucking around with computers since I was a kid, so I applied for a network tech position in our university’s network operations center.
Richard was the interviewer and hiring manager. He seemed old to me but was funny and disarming, I liked him immediately. The interview quickly turned into a comfortable conversation as we shared our love for technology and life the university. At the end of the interview, he dropped his easy smile for a just moment and asked in all seriousness “If I give you this job, you’ll learn a lot and could maybe even kick-start your career. If I extend you the offer, do you promise you’ll commit to working hard for me?” then paused, inviting my reaction.
I noticed he didn’t ask me just to promise, he asked me to promise *him*. It felt I needed to take a beat before, looking directly in his eyes, I said “Yes sir, I promise.”
His smile returned, he took my resume without even looking at it, and ushered me out, saying he’d be in contact soon.
I had my first office 4 days later.
Richard wasn’t just my boss, he quickly became my mentor, teaching me everything about computer networking. This was at the very beginning of The Internet – college campuses were having their first generation thicknet bus networks upgraded to the newest fiber optic and switch technologies. Richard would take me out on upgrades and we’d spend hours in some cramped closet, labeling and plugging in RJ45 patch cables. Our conversations ranged from campus politics (I knew nothing) to philosophical tenets about managing one’s energy (I knew nothing).
I was a sponge, taking it all in. What he was teaching me would be the foundation of a career I’m still practicing (and making very very good money with) nearly a quarter of a century later.
Alyx was my girlfriend. We met freshman year at an SM event off-campus and fell for each other immediately. We both identified as bisexual, “kinky”, and very horny.
Alex was just shy of 5 feet tall and just shy of 100 pounds. She wore boyish clothes that hid what few feminine features she had and shaved her head.
I was your standard 20 skinny year-old punk kid. Leather jacket, steel toed combat boots, purple hair, jeans. Big glasses. Skinny.
We kept going to the SM parties we originally met at. It was a safe, cool space to explore some power dynamics and sensation play. Alyx was a bit more on the dominant side while I was happier doing light submissive stuff. Mainly though we went for the free food. The potluck at a play party is always great, and like I said, we were poor.
We occasionally play with other people. I’d sometimes get a little jealous that Alyx garnered a lot of interest from both guys and gals, but sometimes it got me hard, too. The SM parties wern’t really about sex as much as flogging and rope play, so Alyx would tie someone else up and play with them but then we’d go home and fuck each other until we passed out.
It was pretty much the only interesting thing I had to talk to Richard about. He seemed pretty amused by the stories but mostly just shook his head and laughed at our young antics.It was great how patient and open he was, I probably would have gotten fired talking like this to anyone else, but being 20, I had zero experience in how to be professional.
After working there a month, he invited Alyx and I over for dinner. His wife, Sherri, loved cooking and since their kids were “up and out” his job was to find people for her to “fuss over.” Alyx and I knew nothing about how adults did a dinner party so we just showed up at the appointed time, empty handed, ready to eat and drink what they gave us.
The meal was fantastic (Lasagna) and they were gracious hosts with our complete lack of social skills. Richard brought out a deck of Hoyle cards and asked if we played Euchre. Being good midwest kids, we of course both knew how to play.
Richard said it wouldn’t be fair to play with our partners, so he partnered to Alyx and I partnered with Sherri. We played three or four games. Sherri, an avid amateur photographer (her beautiful photos were hung on every wall) snapped a few shots of us playing before Richard called it a night. They hugged the both of us as we left..
Alyx and I talked about how wonderful the night was the entire walk home. I was pleasantly surprised. Alyx was normally painfully shy but she took to Richard and Sherri quickly. I was so happy to have my girlfriend so friendly with my mentor and his wife.
Over the next several weeks, we’d go over once or sometimes even twice a week for dinner and cards. After the second week, Sherri broke out a joint after dinner and while our games got much less precise, we had much more fun.
Richard was tall and seemed to be in very good shape for an “old man.” He had an easy smile , close cropped hair (“it’s so much easier to take care of”), wide chest, and an amazing mustache. Sherri exuded kindness and caring like the smell of bread in the oven. She preferred flowing dresses that hung nicely on her ample frame.
It was now fall and we’d been hanging out for a month. Half-way through a game (and fully through two joints) and I excused myself to use the bathroom. Sherri had made a pitcher of margaritas we knocked back and I needed to go relieve myself. I was a little tipsy and was losing the hand anyhow so I took my time to relieve myself, wash my hands, and regroup.
When I came back into the dining room, Alyx was sitting on Richard’s lap. I didn’t hear what they were saying but the three of them were chuckling when I came back in.
No one, including Sherri, acted like anything was weird, so I .. played along and took my seat. Our cards were still on the table, but the game was apparently forgotten. Richard was talking about an all-weekend folk music festival that Sherri and he were planning on attending. From my chair, I was able to see that his hand was flatly on Alyx’s thigh, slowly rubbing up and down. Alyx was holding her drink, but her other hand was under the table, I couldn’t see what she was doing.
I can’t remember what I felt in the moment, but I was aware that the head of my cock was noticeably pressing against the inseam of my shorts. I readjusted myself and took just a moment to squeeze the head of my cock. My mouth went dry and the dizziness I was now feeling had nothing to do with the margaritas.
I guess I should have said something, or asked what the hell was going on, but it seemed… I don’t know, impolite.
“So hey,” Richard said, while he put both hands on Alyx’s shoulders and gently squeezed them. “I think Alyx and I should head to the bedroom. Sherri, would you mind entertaining Michael out here for a bit?”
Alyx turned her head to make eye contact with Richard and smiled. I was literally stunned, my hand still under the table squeezing the head of my cock.
“Sure love, Michael and I have a few things to chat about I think,” I heard Sherri say. I’m not sure if she was in my field of vision, but I didn’t see her. I was fully locked on Richard and Alyx as they stood up and headed down the hallway together, Richard’s hand comfortably on Alyx’s ass as they disappeared around the corner together. She didn’t even look over her shoulder at me as they disappeared.
My brain recapped the interactions between the two of them since we started out against what I just saw. Lots of previous things clicked into place. Richard had touched Alyx multiple times in the past. A hand on her shoulder, a hug pressing her breasts into his chest, his hand briefly cupping the back of her neck when saying ‘goodbye’. Alyx smiling. Alyx stepping into the embrace. Alyx briefly putting her head on his shoulder during a goodbye hug.
I sat there, jerking my hand away from my still very hard cock.. “What’s he going to do?” I asked sharply.
“Oh honey,” Sherri said from her side of the table, relighting her joint. “First thing is he’s gonna do is get her on our bed and then he’s going to start preparing her for the fucking of her life.”
I looked over at her, eyes wide while she took a slow drag off her joint. “You’re not the most perceptive fella are ya?” she softened the remark by blowing out a large cloud while handing me the lit joint.
“My guess is since you arn’t storming back into that bedroom or out the front door,” she went on, watching me carefully as I took my own drag and coughed “Is that you have quite an erection thinking about how clearly she was excited to follow him to the bedroom and what’s about to happen to her. Over and over.”
“And you’re really OK with this?” I asked, incredulously. My brain was scrambled. Trying to figure out what just happened, if there was a path out that didn’t destroy my mentorship, followed by … if I wanted that path or not.
“Oh, I encourage it. That man has a sexual appetite like no one I’ve ever met,” she said, smiling wistfully. “I’m more than happy to share that with her.” She paused a beat. “And you too, if you are into that sort of thing.”
The idea of being included in Richard’s desire hadn’t even entered my mind. I felt like everyone else had the script and I was just watching it unfold. The idea of Richard’s erect cock needing service sent a pleasurable shiver down my spine.
From behind the closed door I heard the quiet but unmistakable sound of Alyx letting out a gasp.
“So, does that mean I can go … join them?” I asked.
“No, not quite yet, dear. Richard and Alyx both want some time by themselves. They’re getting to know each other, so we’ll just give ’em some time alone to figure that out..”
My mind went into overdrive trying to figure out what they were doing. Were they just sitting on his king-sized bed? Had they taken off their clothes? Was he touching her? Was her hand going to his crotch? Were they smiling while exploring each other? Were they kissing???
I sat at the table, frustration and something else deeper growing inside of me. My cock was still painfully hard and I could tell as I shifted it around I was starting to produce precum.
“Do you ever participate?” Asking questions seemed like the only thing I could do.
“Oh sometimes,” she answered, cocking her head as we both heard them laughing. “Not often though. I do take pictures sometimes but I’m mostly there to support if I’m even in the room. Sometimes there’s a special bit at the end I do appreciate, but we’ll see how the evening goes.”
“You two have been doing this for awhile, then?” Was Alyx getting wet for Richard?
“He was doing this long before I met him. He actually whisked me away from my husband.” She saw the expression of shock on my face. “Oh, don’t worry about that – he’s my man and he doesn’t want to leave me. He just wants his fun with her. And maybe you, if you are interested?”
This time she asked it as a question. I felt myself very slightly nodding my head up and down.
“That’s great news!” she took a drag off another joint she pulled out of nowhere. “We all knew he’d claim Alyx tonight, Alyx already made her desire very clear. But we weren’t so sure about you.”
The word ‘claiming’ stuck out in my mind. It was becoming obvious even to me that he was going to fuck her, but did ‘claiming’ mean something different?
“I never had much of a choice in this, did I?” I asked. It sounded petulant as I said it, even to me.
“No love” she smiled kindly.”You didn’t. And really, this is between just them, it was never ever going to be your choice to make for her.”
I must have still looked pretty dumb, so she went on. “After you brought her over the first night, it was clear he was going to have her and that she was very excited about it.” My heart started beating faster as she so calmly laid out the real history of what happened. “It took a few weeks before she kissed him. You came with me to the store to grab some silly thing I made up to give them time alone. That’s all Alyx needed. She was ready to fuck him then but Richard …. Well, he wanted more than that from her, and that would take time, less than they had that evening. He also really does care about you so wanted us all to get to know each other better. That evening he kept her to just giving him a hand job.”
As if on queue, we both heard Alyx moan. The laughing had stopped awhile ago. Weeks ago Alyx had already kissed him, already had felt his cock, maybe even knew what his cum felt like.
“That wasn’t the only time, was it, Sherri?” I asked, feeling my face flush with embarrassment.
“No honey, it wasn’t,”she answered. “But Richard is a strong man once he sets a limit, they didn’t go any further than that… until this evening.” She pushed herself up from the table. “I’m gonna go do the dishes, be a prince and help me clear the table then you can just sit here and relax while I finish up. Then, we’ll check in and see if they want company, ok?” She grabbed a few of the small plates and cups, then waited a beat for me to help, which … of course I did.
She offered me a beer before starting in on the dishes. I quickly drank it mostly because I needed something to do with my hands. We sat in silence for about ten minutes. Occasional erotic noises broke over the sound of the running sink water. I felt a little sick to my stomach and was twitching, clutching the empty beer bottle. I shredded off the label ten minutes ago. What if Richard didn’t want me to be in the room? What if Alyx didn’t?
“When Richard first met you at work, he came home and immediately told me about you, he was so excited,” she told me from the kitchen..”It was clear to him what you were, honey, and that you just needed a little help figuring it out. But it wasn’t until we met Alyx that he realized how wonderfully this was going to play out, that he was going to claim her first and then you. It’s been too long since he’s taken a couple, it’s all he’s been talking about.”
She looked at the clock and smiled as she put down the dish towel. “You ready to go see if we’re invited?”
I stood up so quickly I actually knocked my chair over. As I bent over to pick it up, my precum-covered cockhead ground against the ever expanding wet spot of my boxers and I had to stifle my own groan. Sherri put her arm around my shoulder and we walked down the hallway.
Sherri stepped in front of me and politely opened the door a crack, as if she didn’t want to walk in on a friend changing clothes. “Is it OK if we come in?”
“Perfect timing as always, dear!” I heard Richard say as Sherri stepped in with me on her heels.
I peaked my head around Sherri and felt like I got hit with a blast wave of heat. Alyx was laying on her back on the bed, her head elevated with a pillow, pants and underwear off, tee-shirt pushed up over her small, erect breasts. Richard was on the bed too, wearing only his shorts, on his knees and elbows with his head mere inches from Alyx’s glistening cunt, his arms wrapped under her legs, hands resting on her belly.
“You’ll want a good view MIchael,” Richard said, his lips almost brushing the folds of her shaved labia. “Kneel by the bed, but don’t touch the bed or anything on it.” Alyx glanced at me for the briefest moment, then turned her attention back to Richard. Her glance was too quick and complex for me to decipher her expression. She was taking quick shallow breaths as she put her hands on his balding head.
The tone of his voice fascinated me.The friendly seemingly easy-going nature was still there, but a stronger directive was kind of overwhelming. I was on my knees before I even fully registered what he told me to do. It reminded me of the tone he used at the end of the interview, and it seemed impossible that anyone would ever question it.
“She smells as wonderful as I expected she would, Sherri,” he said, taking a deep breath in through his nose. Hearing me settle a few inches from the bed he glanced at me and smiled. “You’re a lucky man, Michael.”
“Please,” Alyx simply begged. Richard smiled at me then slowly lowered his head, sticking out his wet tongue and started licking between Alyx’s labia slowly. He started at the bottom, worked his way up, and then flicked his tongue against her straining clit. Alyx twitched in pleasure each time, attempting to press his head down for more intense contact, but he easily resisted her, going at his own pace.
“Fuck, Richard,” Alyx almost wined, closing he reyes as she wiggled her ass and wrapped her legs around his back. When she bucked her hips up, he pulled his head away, always maintaining the same slow, unstoppable pace.This close I could hear the slickness of his tongue and her wet folds meeting, releasing. Meeting, releasing.
“Oh my god, I’m going to cum again!” she tried vainly to push his head deep between her legs but he was too strong and continued with his slow pace. “FUUUUUUCK” she shuddered, grabbing the sides of his head as she orgasamed against him for several seconds before going lump, her hands dropping to her side.
My nose was saturated with her musk, my cock pulsed as I dumped more precum into my boxers, hands on my thighs. If I touched my cock right now, even through my shorts, I knew I would explode. How many times had she cum already, I wondered.
Richard lovingly rubbed his hands back and forth against Alyx’s stomach, giving her a moment to catch her breath. He laid his head against the inside of her thigh and I noticed the bulge in his own shorts. It was very hard to tell from this angle through the fabric but … fuck, his cock looked to be massive.
“You taste wonderful Alyx,” he said, her eyes still closed. She spread her legs slightly and raised her hips invitingly with his words. He chuckled, then dipped his head down again, this time licking between her folds with slowly growing force, up and down, and occasionally making a seal with his lips against her clit while sucking. She bucked with more and more abandon as she came again and and then again. Richard’s powerful arms kept her locked in place as he brought her to more orgasms, giving her a few moments each time to catch her breath, then he’s switch to using just the tip of his tongue, caressing her clit with the absolute lightest pressure until she begged for him to lick her harder, deeper.
I had no idea what Sherri was doing. My shins were starting to tingle from kneeling but I didn’t want to do anything to draw attention to myself or to distract them. I can best describe my mental state as “TV static.” This was better than any porn I had ever experienced. My jealousy rose and fell, criss-crossing with overwhelming desire, spiking my brain into wild feelings I never had before. I sat there, slowly bucking my own hips into the air. Was I imagining being Alyx with Richard’s head between my legs, or was I Richard, preparing to fuck Alyx?
“I… I need a little break, please Richard,” Alyx panted. Richard looked up at me while Alyx twitched and shuddered, his face wet with her juices, and smiled again. Sherri came out of nowhere with a glass of water with a straw she had Alyx sip from (there was absolutely no way Alyx could hold a glass herself, much less manipulate it to drink). Richard scooted up a little and laid the side of his head against Alyx’s stomach. It was … richly possessive. Alyx lovingly rubbed the stubble of his shaved head.
“Michael, can you help out and take off my shorts, please?” Richard asked.
I stood up, a little wobbly as my legs had gone to sleep. While Richard’s head was on her stomach, most of his weight was on his elbows, tightly against Alyx’s flanks, he was still up on his knees.
I got behind him, his feet just barely off the bed, grabbed his elastic waistband, and gently pulled them down. He wasn’t wearing underwear. Even with gentle tugging, they wouldn’t come down. His rigid cock was caught up behind the elastic. I reached under him and for the first time felt his stomach. I was expecting old man flab, but he was tight and warm. He had a little bit of a belly but there was no softness.
“Is this ok?” I asked as my hands were about to go below his elastic.
Richard laughed. “With what I’m about to do to your girlfriend, I’d say ‘yeah, that’s ok.'”. My forehead literally started to sweat a little bit as my hands reached his cock at the same time. Fuck me he was hard, and he ws huge. My left hand traveled gently up his shaft and reached his bulbous head, slick with his dripping pre-cum. I flipped the elastic over, freeing his cock, and taking us another step toward the inevitable.
Freed from constriction, his pants slid down easily to his knees. He lifted one knee up then the other, as I slid his shorts off completely. He was now naked and still up on his knees. I was standing between his legs, his ass inches from my own cock, but there was zero question who was in control of the situation.
“You should go ahead and get naked too, Michael,” Richard said. “We don’t want you blowing your load rubbing it in your shorts!”
Sherri meanwhile had gotten Alyx the rest of the way out of her shirt. Richard transferred all of his weight to his left elbow so he could gently caress Alyx’s breasts. Sherri then rubbed Alyx’s head with a damp cloth to cool her down while Alyx’s panting slowed.
I unbuckled my belt and my cargo shorts thumped to the floor. I then took off my shirt and bent over to take off my socks. I noticed first his ass was mostly hairless, and it was clear his balls were shaved. I couldn’t really see his cock from this angle because of his balls, so I stood up and waited for my next command. My own cock was … well, ok. I had a slightly above average length but no girth to speak of, especially compared to his monster.
Sherri was now sitting on the bed rubbing her fingers through Alyx’s hair. Alyx had a hand on Sherry’s forearm, gently rubbing back and forth while her other hand moved to Richard’s shoulder, in post orgasmaic bliss.
I wondered for a moment if this was done. Everyone looked so happy and content. As I thought this though, I noticed Alyx was gently, rhythmically bucking her hips, pressing her damp mons against Richard’s chest.
Richard laughed and pitched himself forward. I kind of expected him to lay on top of her, but he tilted to the side and was laying beside her. His cock, now fully exposed to view was … breath-taking. Even having gone back to semi-flaccid, it was thick, long, and veiny, with an amazing uncut thick head, glistening with precum.
Alyx turned to face him, rubbing her legs against him, grinding her pelvis into his hip, snuggling into his arm under her neck. She peeked down at his cock and smiled. “You are gonna fuck me tonight?”
I wasn’t asked my opinion, but as Sherri said, I didn’t need to be. Alyx was her own person and could make her decisions. And also, something had been set in motion tonight deep within me, because I also wanted to see it, to encourage it to happen, but my encouragement was clearly not needed.
I suddenly felt frustrated, standing there naked at the end of the bed watching the three of them; Alyx entwined with Richard while Sherri rubbed Alyx’s back, her hand occasionally dipping further town to her ass then leisurely back up again, sometimes with the pads of her fingers, sometimes with her nails.
“Oh yes,” Richard warmly laughed. “Very much so. Michael, get me hard with your mouth so I can help take your girlfriend out of the misery she’s so clearly in.” He spread his legs a little while Alyx scooted over to make room.
I didn’t even hesitate crawling onto the bed, it felt like being allowed into the cool treehouse. I had sucked cock before but it had been awhile, and never a cock like this. Up close I could see stubble on his heavy ballsack and smell his musk, a mixture of his clean skin, new sweat, and the delicious pungency of semen from his precum.
I took his partially soft cock in my hand and brought it to my face. I slowly rubbed the walnut-sized head back and forth across my lips and looked up at him for direction and … praise. ‘Oh, that’s a very good start, boy.” His cock got warmer against the palm of my hand and pressed more firmly against my still closed lips as he got more hard..
Was I really going to get this man’s cock hard so he could fuck my girlfriend? The same girlfriend who had been had already been cheating behind my back for weeks? These were the words in my head as his precum started flowing again, coating my lips with his essence, his smell. My mouth opened and I lowered my head gently, sealing his cockhead with my lips and slowly working my warm, wet mouth down to his shaft.
It took opening my jaw wide to accommodate him and in very short order his cock was pressing against my tonsils. While not with a cock of this power and size, this wasn’t my first rodeo so I relaxed my throat and sat up a bit so his cock had a better angle to push further down.
“I told you he was a good cock-sucker,” Alyx said, proudly.This were the first words she spoke to me since before I saw her on his lap.
“Oh, yaaaa, that’s very nice, boy.” Fuck, it was the second time he called me ‘boy.’ I involuntarily ground my own cock into the bed but immediately stopped, on the cusp of exploding. He put a hand on the back of my head, transmitting the slow unrelenting pace I should service him with. My eyes started to water as I would go from a moment of being able to take a breath to his cock buried deep into me, my throat muscles constricting to fight back gagging, giving him all the more pleasure.His hand of my head was intimate and sexy. I very much understood how Alyx and I guess… I had fallen under his spell.
“Go ahead and keep rubbing yourself against the bed, that’s a great place for you to cum,” he directed me. I immediately matched my hip movement to his tempo, my head slowly bobbing up and down, tears were running down my cheeks, and they were not totally from his massive cock flexing and twitching against my tonsils. My cock ground against the soft dry blanket.
It took no time before my stomach clenched and my entire groin started spasming. I suddenly found a new depth for his cock and sunk in more deeply, now completely unable to breath as a flood of pure white-hot pleasure exploded out of me. Richard wrapped his legs around my back (much more forcefully than Alyx was doing earlier), and locked my head with his cock three quarters inside me. I was already short of breath so it didn’t take long for my head to start swimming. My saliva coated his shaft and my hand gripped his base and I felt his cock pulse, once. Was he going to cum down my throat? Was I getting his cum tonight?
No. This wasn’t his first rodeo either, and he very much knew how to edge himself with a fuck-boy’s mouth.
As my vision got blurry, he released my head and I came up gasping for air; spit and precum glazing my face, chin, neck, and down my chest. When I came back to my senses, I was laying between his legs gasping, my head on his thigh, nose against his warm ballsack. He was rubbing my head. “Sit up when you’re ready,” he quietly commanded.
I took three breaths, propped myself up on my elbows, then sat back on my haunches, dizzy but stable. He also sat up. ‘You left a mess on my sheets!” he said, putting two finders in the quite large puddle of cum on the blanket then rubbed them against my lips. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth, gently licking my own cum off his fingers. He slowly pushed his fingers back into my throat until I gagged again, then removed them just as slowly.
I still had my eyes closed so I don’t know if she took initiative or he silently commanded her, but I felt Alyx stir and then she was kissing me. Of course we had made out hundreds of times but not with this kind of passion or heat. Being watched by Richard and Sherri ironically made this feel more intimate. Her teeth bruised my bottom lip, but I didn’t care. I started to wrap my arms around her, but Richard put his hand on my arm, “No, not tonight,’ he said. Katie happily sat back on her haunches.
He took Sherri’s damp washcloth and wiped away my cum from her face. Her eyes were huge as she pivoted to him and he gently, lovingly kissed her on her lips. She opened her mouth to accept a more carnal embrace but he moved to lightly kissing her cheek, then neck. His hand caressed the underside of her small breast and her back straightened, mouth still open, but eyes closed and gently sighing as he moved to kissing her shoulder, her collarbone. His hand, still cusping her breast, his thumb slowly playing back and forth across her nipple.
Alyx’s breathing became shallow as Richard kissed back up to her neck and started slowly sucking. One arm was behind her, propping herself up. Her other hand was lifting and lightly squeezing his balls. I could now hear the sound of him sucking as she bared his neck to him, offering him anything of hers to be taken and used.
His hand trailed down her stomach, almost tickling with light brushes of his finger tips. She now had a firm grasp of his cock, but her hand was too small to close fully around it, his precum making her fingers sticky. I was watching her face when he made the lightest contact with her clit, she twitched and breathed out a quick “yes.” She had spread her legs with abandon and his middle finger had just barely penetrated her labia, slowly pressing up inside her just a fraction of an inch, making little circular motions.
Every circular transit, Alyx breathed out a “hua,” as if she was in deep agreement (she was). Richard would slow down a bit, then speed up and apply more pressure to the top of her vestibule. When her breathing started to become ragged, he’d slow down. Alyx’s fist was now slowly pumping Richard’s engorged cock, almost purple with hardness. She was now on a razor’s edge of pleasure and pain as he bared his teeth and bit her neck, still sucking and occasionally pulling back a bit for better purchase.
His single middle finger moved from circles to a zig-zag motion. She arched her back and he delved deeper until his finger was fully engulfed, hooking up into where I knew her g-spot was while he transitioned to just licking her neck. I could already see the angry welts where bruises would soon come up on her neck. The orgasm that took her was a slow one. This time with a much deeper register, she uttered “fuuuuck” as she ground herself against his knuckles, milking his cock with a tightness that looked borderline painful, itself. The shuddering was deep and profound and obviously traveled up and down her entire body several times, before coming to a stop.
Richard placed the tip of the finger that had just been in her to her lips, and she started sucking the offering with relish.
“Ok, Alyx. I think you’re ready,” Richard said as he scooted her over so he could lay down in the center of the bed. I heard a soft “click, click” and turned my head to see Sherri was now standing next to the bed with a small camera, capturing the occasion.
Alyx and I were both sitting next to each other, naked and panting, fully at Richard’s command. The “hicky” up and down Alyx’s neck was already darkening from vivid red to darker wine colors. I was expecting him to ignore me at this point, but was surprised when he said “Michael.”
I gave him my full attention. Even though he was prone on his back, he commanded the room. He was grasping his cock like a joystick, his thumb moving back and forth across his glands the same way he treated Alyx’s nipple, earlier.
“You know how this night ends, don’t you?” he asked me. I barely shook my head back and forth. I had a pretty good idea but I wanted to hear the words. “I’m going to fuck her, and when she is shuddering with a mind-blowing orgasm, I’m going to cum very very deeply in her pussy, making part of her mine, forever. This is her choice she’s made to me. She can of course revoke that decision at any time. But you can’t.” I looked at Alyx and she looked back at me and smiled in agreement while she slowly rolled his balls gently in her hand.
My cock was already completely hard again.
“I asked her if she wanted you to go or stay. She said she wanted you here, to watch, that it would be best for you to see it when it happens, to know. She’s a very smart woman. So now this is the choice *you* get to make. You can step out that door and do whatever you want. Leave, listen, it doesn’t matter. Or you can stay. You’ll have one more task for me if you do, then you’ll sit on the foot of the bed and watch. You won’t touch yourself or interrupt Is that what you want to do?”
I nodded in agreement.
“Say it.”
“… Yes. Yes, that’s what I want… Sir.”
Richard smiled at that. “That’s what I was hoping you’d say. And don’t worry, you’ll get your turn to make a decision about being claimed by my cock on another night.” Richard touched Alyx’s hip and nodded to her, she tucked herself between his legs.
“Start with licking my balls, Alyx. Michael is a very good cock sucker, but he missed that detail.”
I admit I thought I was better at sucking cock than Alyx, but she certainly had enthusiasm and drive. She lavished his balls with her tongue and traveled up and down his shaft before engulfing his huge cockhead in her mouth. She couldn’t go down very far at all but she massaged his balls with both of her greedy hands, as if trying to kneed the cum out of him.
There was another man’s cock in her. Sure, his cock had been in my mouth too, but this wasn’t where Richard was going to stop, like he did with me.
Her ass was just inches from my hands. I knew how she loved to be penetrated by fingers, and also knew how absolutely wet and hungry she was, but it wasn’t my place. At least it wasn’t, tonight. I wasn’t sure if it would be, ever again.
(click, click, click of the camera)
Richard gently grabbed her by her shoulders and pulled her off his now glistening cock and motioned for her to sit on him. As she straddled him, Alyx tried to rub her slick labia against his shaft but he stopped her.
“That’s MIchael’s job,” Richard chided, “to cross us over that line.”
Alyx rubbed her cunt up and down on Richad’s stomach. “Fuck yes, make him to it. He is a cuckold just as much as you you said he was.” Her hands were on his chest.
Richard laughed, “I can’t make Michael do anything he doesn’t want to do, Alyx. But he’s going to do it because he very much wants to, it’s how he’s built.” His cock, hard and ready, was flopped against Alyx’s back-side, and with minute thrusts, his cockhead was just barely pushing up and down against her flesh.
“Ok Michael,” Richard turned his attention to me. “Sherri is going to give you my lube, and you’re going to get me ready. Alyx is very wet but it’s still a lot to handle, until she’s been properly broken in. Alyx is then going to lift herself up and you’ll hold my cock in place. She’ll lower herself onto me and once I’m inside her, you’re going to go back to watching. But you can stay on the bed this time, ok?”
‘Yeah. Yeah, that’s great,” I said, taking the tube of KY Jelly from Sherri.
This was it. I was about to have my final part to play in Richard fully claiming Alyx. I squirted a solid amount of thick lube into my hand and slowly jacked Richard off. The clear precum oozing out of his cockhead disappeared into the now slick pole. I went upwards, pressed his glands into the palm of my hand, then slowly went back down again.
After three or four passes, he cock rock hard and veiny, he said, “Well done, Michael. Alyx, rise up and back a little bit.”
She positioned herself over his cock while I held it in place. I was hoping to slowly rub his cock head against her labia but she was done with waiting and immediately impaled herself. His head burying itself into her, bulging her labia attempting to accept his raw girth, but then stopped.
Once his cockhead passed into her, she had to stop, moaning. For the first time there was a touch of concern in her voice. She really wanted to plunge herself down but he was just too large, even slicked with lube and our combined juices.
“Take your time, Alyx.There’s no rush, just take your time and enjoy it,” RIchard said. “Michael, thank you,” he said, dismissing me.
I removed my hand from his cock and sat cross-legged on the bed, my own erection pointing straight up.
(click, click, click)
Alyx changed strategies and started slowly moving herself up and down by just the most minute movements. From my angle, I could clearly see Richard’s urethra bulging with pleasure.
Alex moaned again as Richard encouraged her, “You’re doing very good, Alyx. Really take your time, I’m not going anywhere and you’re giving us all a great show.” Richard flattened his hand against her mons and slowly rubbed his thumb back and forth over her enlarged clit. Alyx held herself steady by her hands on Richaed’s flanks and stared into his eyes.
I watched as Richard’s cock slowly disappeared inside Alyx. There was no protection. Alyx was on the pill, but this naked fucking was a level of intimacy, of closeness I’d never seen her share with anyone but me. I had no idea how much they discussed raw sex.
Now understanding he was going to flood her with his cum was nearly enough to cause my own cock to explode again.
“I don’t… I don’t think I can go any further,” she whispered, having taken a little over half of Richard’s cock.
“Oh, I have faith in you. Breath. Relax your shoulders, unclench your jaw, that’s it. Loosen your body and open yourself up.” From my angle I could see the side of her face. She flushed and something in her expression changed as Richard sped up thumbing her clit. She sank down a little further. “That’s, it. That’s right … Yes,” Richard went on. “You are so close to accepting all of me inside you. this is how you become mine, this is how I’ll cum deeply in you.”
Her body spasmed and twitched as her ass settled on Richard’s lap, the massive cock buried all the way inside her. My girlfriend was fully impaled on my boss’ cock. Alex let out a surprise soft “Oh!” as if she discovered a new beautiful gift and suddenly rivulets of fluid cascaded down Richar’d cock and was dripping off his balls. She had squired, gushed, really. She had never done that before.
There was a complete stillness as they drank in what just happened, obtaining a union of flesh and essence that saturated the room.
“A part of you,” Richard said, “is now mine, Alyx. No matter where you go, how far you travel, whoever else you choose to share yourself with, this moment is mine, just as part of you is.”
Alyx shuddered, cumming again at his words. “Always and forever,” Alyx said, and very slowly raised herself up, until his glands were just visible to me before sinking herself back down again. Her hands moved to the fur of his chest and his hand that was caressing her cheek and neck went to her other hip. As she lowered herself again, he thrust up into her. “Ohhhhhh,” she sighed. “Fuck yes, Richard….” She moved upwards again, this time a bit faster. “I want to feel you …ahh… I want to please you so much… anything you want…”
“Oh Alyx, you are pleasing me so very… very much,” he said, meeting her downward motion by jutting up his hips. Alyx was slowly getting more adjusted to Richard’s girth – when she bottomed out now she would rock herself back and forth before raising herself up again. Her hands fell limp to her side as just used her thigh muscles; raising and lowering herself, gripping his cock with her cunt, his hands on her thighs.
The bed started squeaking as Alyx landed with more and more force.
(click, click, click the camera started up again)
“I’m getting close, love,” Richard said. The second time he called her that. Her, Love. Me, Boy. His cock was bulging each time she worked her way down him. I was motionless absorbing their binding to each other.
“Michael, I … have one more … job for you” Richard’s voice and breath were becoming more ragged. Alyx’s head fell backward, her eyes now closed, possessed in a cloud of bliss, feeling Richard’s cock becoming even more slick, feeling each vein as he approached his own release.
“Carefully cusp my balls … in your hand and gently squeeze. You … are going to feel me cum…” Alyx was now going between mewing and little “Oh!” sounds, speeding up her pace.
With my hand touching his balls from below, I could first feel the heat radiating off the both of them. I gently cusped his balls and they were soaked. They bounced with each of her thrusts so I protected them in my hand while she pounded herself on his shaft.
“Ooooooooooooh,” he sounded, his voice dropping in pitch as he became more and more loud. ‘Alyx, yes, Alyx…” Alyx was now bouncing up and down rapidly.
Oh fuck, his balls contracted powerfully in my hand as his moan turned into a full throated yell, shaking the room. They contracted again. Alyx’s own verbalization was an octave higher as she scratched her nails down his chest before switching to rapidly saying “yes, yes, yes, yes!” His balls contracted again. And again. And again. He hands were on her hips, grinding her down while filling her up. Alyx gushed again, soaking Richard, my hand, and the bed. I could now smell ocean water, the deep sea as her cunt, full will his cum.
Alyx was racked with one more overwhelming orgasm fueled by his slickness and knowledge of what he implanted in her, then she crumpled forward, completely spent. His softening cock still so large, so long, stayed planted inside her. Richard wrapped his arms around her back, pressing her breasts into him, her head burrowed into his wide chest. She put her arms around his neck and started shaking. It took me a moment to realize she was crying. Richard cradled her head and whispered something I couldn’t hear, occasionally rocking his hips, pushing his cock back and forth in her.
I heard Sherri let out a polite cough. I looked over at her and she motioned me out of the room.
I gently let his balls go, got off the bed, and was ushered out, Sherri behind me. I was still very naked and very very hard, Richard’s cum on my hand. Richard’s cock was hardening. As Sherri closed the door I could make out Alyx starting to rock her hips in synchronization with him.
“Come to the living room, Michael, I’ll get you some water.” I shuffled into the living room, dark with the lights off, and sat naked on their couch, my cock pointing straight up, and leaned into the cushions. My mind was roiling. Finding out about the cheating, then watching her excitedly take him. But knowing they were now alone, soaking in each other’s juices slowly working up to another orgasm, him inside her completely while they were alone.
This was Alyx’s choice. The love making they were doing now was more quiet, but because of that, so much more intense. Maybe more than anything I experienced tonight knowing they were continuing just by themselves was the most erotic and maddening
My eyes were closed when Sherri came back into the room, my head still full of TV static and buzzing, but they flew open feeling her hands on my knees. She was kneeling between my legs. The water ignored on the side table. Her eyes were blazing with her own passion. Seeing her man so engulfed in the claiming of another woman had obviously stirred her own deep passion.
In a swift move she took my cock into her mouth and with no effort, fully engulfed me, bringing out of me an involuntary yelp. Her hands move to my hips as she started bobbing her head up and down. She scraped my shaft and glands with her teeth purposefully, the pain keeping me from immediately erupting. But not for too long. Her mouth was perfectly wet and warm, sucking and deep-throating at the same time. I was exposed and vulnerable and completely in the hands of someone so much more talented than me.
I started bucking as I felt the first contractions of my own orgasm. I heard a strange sound, a low keening before realizing it was coming from me. Time seemed to stop as I erupted in almost gut wrenching contractions (five, the same number of Ricahrd). My orgasm was so intense and such a release that I actually cramped some inner, deep muscle tissue.
Emotionally and physically spent, I sprawled out on the couch. “Oh my god, Sherri,” I said. “What can I do for you?” I asked.
“Oh, don’t worry about me,” she said. “Richard and I will settle up later, you’re off the hook.Tonight” She smiled at me. And patted my thigh. “Goodness you came a lot, even after cumming all over my bed! You’re both gonna be dehydrated. Drink some water and have as much of the joint as you want.” She stood up and went back into the kitchen. I hadn’t even noticed the joint next to the water.
I sat there in the dark quiet room. Sherri was finishing up cleaning the kitchen. One of their cats nuzzled against my naked leg then wondered off. This was the first moment of quiet reflection since I came back from the restroom. My mind just floated while my cock softened.
Cuckold. “He is a cuckold just as much as you you said he was,” Alyx has said. I had heard that word as a joke, an insult. A witless man who couldn’t or wouldn’t stop another man from taking his girl. The definition shifted a bit as it settled in my brain. There was no doubt though that it resonated. At least it did tonight.
I guess a half an hour had gone by before Alyx came out. I had actually drifted off to sleep, I think, it was hard to tell. She handed me my clothes, smiling and a little dazed. Her eyes were red. She was fully dressed. The hickey on her neck had deepend into dark reds and blues, she was heavily marked and wouldn’t be able to cover it up.
“Michael, that was … fucking amazing. How do you feel?” she asked.
I tiredly smiled back at her. “I don’t know, things feel like they’ve changed, and there’s no going back. But … that might be ok? Are we ok?” I started putting my clothes back on, not looking at her, concerned what I’d see in her face.
“You’re right, there is no going back for me, but it could be wonderful for the both of us. I’m Richard’s now but if you want… we both can be. I’d like that very much, so you and I could stay together. Richard told me he’d really like that, too.”
“I need to think about it,” I said. “It’s a lot.” I’d think about it, constantly, I knew but my decision was already made, and we all knew it.
Alyx happily smiled and kissed me on the cheek. “Of course, take all the time you need,” she said.
“It’s late and I’ve got to get some sleep!” Richard said, walking into the room. He had his shorts on, but nothing else. His cock and balls swinging against the fabric, Sherri coming up from behind him.
We all walked to the front door together. Sherri hugged Alyx then me. Richard hugged me and deeply kissed Alyx, which she happily returned.
“Alyx, I’ll let you know when I’ll see you again, and I know you won’t forget your promise,” Richard said. I had no idea (again) what he was talking about.
‘Oh, I won’t, and have me over again as soon as you want,” Alyx replied. “Thank you both so much,” she continued, giving them both another quick hug. “I’m very excited and happy to see what happens next!”
“Michael, I’ll see you at work, tomorrow!” Richard said to me. “And we’ll figure out a good time too, ford you”, he smiled and hugged me again. His cock seemed to already be stiffening again at the thought. Mine was already painfully pressing against my underwear.
“Goodnight you two!” said Sherri closing front door after we were on the porch.
The night was cool. Alyx and I both walked home silent, lost in our own thoughts.