While my wife was out yesterday, my Master came over to see me. My wife was visiting with friends, so my Master Rick and I knew we had several hours to ourselves. My wife, Carole, doesn’t know that I am owned by another man, though she does know I am basically a pussy and can barely be called a man.
As usual, Master Rick called me before coming over to make sure that my wife — who he likes to call The Slut — had left for the day. After confirming that she had, he made his way over and let himself into the house. Of course, he has a key to the residence, as well as knowledge of all the security codes. This is so that he can visit me when The Slut is away, as well as use our residence when both my wife and I are out of town.
When he was on the phone with me, Master Rick instructed me to stay downstairs while he did some snooping. He went through all of the bedrooms, and he paid particular attention to the drawer where my wife keeps her lingerie and panties. When he was done, he called for me and told me to bring the camera.
As I entered the room, I saw my Master spread out on our bed, naked with his fat, long cock erect and lying on his belly. All around him, my wife’s panties were spread out, and he was taking his time picking them up, sniffing them and going for the next. Wasting no time, I dropped to my knees in front of his prick and sucked it into my mouth. I barely had time to taste his delicious essence before I was slapped across the head.
“You fucking sissy,” my Master yelled. “Get your filthy mouth off of my dick.”
More slaps followed the first, and I begged my Master to stop. Of course, he didn’t; instead, he delivered two more blows that were stronger than the previous ones. My heart (and cock) swelled with admiration for my Master because knew exactly what I liked.
When the stars vanished from before my eyes, my Master commanded me to pick up the camera and take pictures of him as he played with my wife’s panties and his cock. He dangled a pair of panties from his boner while he wrapped the straps of a bra around his balls. He picked up a slip and smoothed it over the leaking head of his erection while sucking on the heel of one of my wife’s stilettos. I took picture after picture, just like he asked, and I got up to follow him when he went to The Slut’s wardrobe. He found a short, racy dress that I’d never laid eyes on before. I wondered if she had bought it herself to seduce her boss (the latest in her recent string of lovers) or if her boss himself bought it for her. It didn’t matter either way, because Master Rick took the dress, wrapped it around his enormous rod and began to masturbate himself. The only sounds in the room were my Master’s pants of pleasure and the soft ruffling of the dress. Before Master could cum, he removed the outfit from his penis and put it on. His hand went back to his pole, and he started masturbating all over again. Again, before he could spill his seed, he stopped and made his way to the bed.
Lying down on Carole’s side of the bed, he jacked his boner some more while telling me how he was going to fuck my wife and fill her up with his jizz. My mouth watered as I watched him, and just before he exploded, he allowed me to put my mouth on his meat and suck him dry. I sucked and nibbled while he panted above me, continuing to talk about how hard he would ram my wife and how much she would like it. Hearing him talk got me so hard, but I knew that my pathetic dick would see no action.
When my Master finally came, I swallowed down the glorious gift, licking my lips afterwards to make sure I didn’t miss a drop. Master then dressed himself and left. His parting words were that he was going to post the photos I’d taken.
So, what do you think of this? Would you like to see the photos? How about a few he took while I had my dirty mouth wrapped around his rod? Also, I’d like to know if any of you have ever done anything like this. I’d like to hear about your experiences to give us ideas for what to do next time.

My wife’s job keep her out of the house and on the road for up to five days a week. This schedule has resulted in us really looking forward to Friday night, because it’s on that day that she can finally let loose and not have to worry about an early morning the next day. As such, Friday nights usually consist of a big, delicious dinner prepared by me with lots of wine and a visit from any one of her regular lovers. Some Friday nights even see multiple guys coming to see her.
Last week was no exception, and shortly after we’d finished dinner, her favorite guy-on-the-side Ron showed up. I’m sure I’ve mentioned him before. He’s literally got a salami cock. It’s about eight and a half inches long and about six and a half around. Last night, he also had a friend from work with him. I didn’t get the dude’s name, but he was sporting a cock of about seven inches long and five inches around. Needless to say, they tag-teamed my wife and fucked her through the mattress. It wasn’t long after they arrived that they had her on a spit. They’d put her on her back, her head hanging over the side of the bed so that the friend could ram into her throat while Ron took advantage of her pussy with his giant rod. Normally, she can take about five inches into her mouth before her gag reflex kicks in, but for some reason — maybe the angle, who knows — she was taking the friend with no issues whatsoever. The two guys switched places a few times, moving her into different positions, before Ron’s buddy finally just took over and began screwing the shit out of her. I was absolutely amazed as I watched her spasm and climax multiple times. She’d just be finished with one orgasm when suddenly the next one would be upon her. To put it in perspective, in one five-minute period, she came seven times before he unloaded deep inside her.
When he got off of her, his jizz flowed out of her like a river. Ron, the dog that he is, said that he usually doesn’t mind sloppy seconds, but that was just a little too much for him. He motioned for me to come in and take care of things. I quickly dropped to her crotch, sucking her pussy and drinking up all the cream dripping from her hole. Ron’s friend was quite surprised. He said that it was the first time he’d ever seen another dude willingly and happily eat a stranger’s cum from a girl’s cunt, especially the cunt of his wife. As I licked and cleaned, Ron schooled his friend quickly on the basics of cuckoldry.
When I was done with my job, Ron took his place between my wife’s legs. He put her legs over his shoulders and proceeded to drill her like a mad man. My wife squirmed and yelled, writhing around in pleasure so much that Ron called me over and told me to help keep her still. I took hold of her shoulder and pinned them to the bed. She looked up at me through her eyelashes when I touched her, and I nearly creamed my pants. It was clear she was in fucking heaven, and then she was pulling me down and kissing me, whispering over and over how much she loved me and thanking me for being so understanding to her need for being screwed like this. I told her back that I loved her, too, and that all I wanted was for her to happy. She kissed me again, her tongue in my mouth playing with mine as Ron moaned down below and pushed his semen into her. This moment was easily the most erotic experience I’d ever had. Feeling the passion and love in her kisses while another dude jammed his prick into her and came was definitely the highest point of my cuckold life. I know that I could never have experienced so much passion from my wife in a single kiss if it had not been for another man bringing her such pleasure at the same time.