On the Monday morning following our exciting Saturday afternoon with Steve, Traci and I had to return to the mundane world of work. 

Traci was employed as a receptionist for a large investment firm. She spent her day answering the telephone, greeting clients and getting coffee or water for everyone but herself. She wasn't thrilled about her job, but she realized that her situation was the result of her own choices. While majoring in modern dance had been fun and  fulfilling, it hadn't been a wise economic decision. Her college major had left Traci with limited employment opportunities. Working as a receptionist wasn't satisfying, but it was better than most of her other options.  

I was an elementary school teacher. I loved my job, but that Monday morning I didn't have to try to forget about the events of the past weekend and focus my attention on teaching my students. It was summer, school wasn't in session. I did have to go to work, but my tasks weren't nearly as demanding as they would have been when I was teaching. That summer I was involved in a curriculum writing project. The stipend was minimal, but it helped us weather the financially lean summer months and the hours were wonderful. My work day started at ten and I was generally done by three. That provided me with the time to do most of the housework and all of the cooking.

It was 4:30. I'd just arrived at home after a stop at the local supermarket where I'd purchased the ingredients for spaghetti. It was a simple meal and one of our favorites. As I was unpacking my grocery bag my cell phone chimed. I looked at the screen. It was Traci. I answered her call. “Hi Traci.”

“Hi Terry, how was your day?”

“Easy, how is yours going?”

“It's pretty normal. I've gotten coffee for most of the western world. I've been polite to everyone who's called or visited this office and I've repeatedly flashed my boobs for my bosses.”

“I'm certain you enjoyed that last part.” The investment firm that employed Traci was run by three middle aged men. All three of them loved Traci's large breasts and she always wore low cut tops that barely concealed them. My wife was a shameless exhibitionist. She loved to flash her boobs for her bosses and they enjoyed peeking at them. 

Giggling, Traci said, “You know me too well.”

“It's one of the many reasons I love you so much.”

“We are so lucky. Hey Terry, what are we having for dinner tonight?”

“Spaghetti.”

“This is Monday, it's Marcie's day off. Would you mind if I invited her to join us for dinner?”

Marcie Townes was Traci's best friend. During the past eighteen months Marcie and I had become good friends too. Prior to our wedding my wife and Marcie had been sexually adventurous, very adventurous. They were partners in a dedicated pursuit of lascivious delights. They used to laughingly refer to themselves as a pair of cock hungry harlots on a never ending prowl for sexual pleasure.

When we got married Traci gave up that lifestyle, but she and Marcie continued to be close friends. Marcie was a regular guest in our house and was now also one of my closest friends.

Smiling I said to Traci. “I always enjoy seeing Marcie.”

Traci teased, “You just like to look at her big boobs.” 

Marcie and Traci had majored in modern dance together, but dance and an appetite for sexual variety weren't the only things they had in common. They could have been sisters, fraternal twin sisters. They were both about the same height and weight with firm athletic bodies. Traci wore  her light brown hair a little shorter than Marcie but they both had the same hazel eyes, cute nose and endearing smile. And of course there was the attribute that drew the attention of almost every healthy adult male they encountered. They both had large breasts.

Laughing I answered, “There are times that I think I live in voyeur heaven.”

“After last weekend that's even more accurate.” Traci was laughing too, but then she stopped laughing and added, “I talked to Marcie on the telephone during my lunch break. I told her about everything that happened last weekend”

“I assumed you would. I imagine she's excited because her old cohort in carnal pleasure is back in the game.”

“Am I Terry? Am I really back in the game?”

“As far as I'm concerned you are.”

“Are you excited about that too?”

“Very.”

“This is so wonderful.”

“I think so too.”

“This is Monday, Marcie's off today. She'll probably get to the house before me.”

“Don't worry, I'll entertain her until you get home.”

“You do understand that after this past weekend entertaining Marcie can have an entirely new meaning for you and for her.”

“Are you saying...”

“Yes silly, that's exactly what I'm saying.”

“That's kind of scary.”

“Because of your performance anxiety?”

“Yes.”

“Terry, Marcie loves you almost as much as I love you. In our eyes you can do no wrong.”

“Yes but...”

“No buts, trust Marcie. Now I have to get back to work. I'll be home around 5:30.” Traci ended the call.

I set my cell phone on the kitchen table and considered what Traci had just told me. It was both scary and exciting. Speculating about the possibilities of this new development, I returned to making dinner.

While I was browning a pound of hot Italian sausage I heard a car door close. A moment later the front door bell rang. I turned down the heat on the fry pan and hurried into the living room. 

As soon as I opened the front door Marcie swept into the house carrying a bottle of red wine in each hand. As she passed me she said, “Hey cuckboy, how's your little weenie hangin'.

I closed the front door and stared at Marcie. Her greeting had completely disarmed me.

Realizing that she might have been a bit too exuberant, Marcie hurried to me and threw her arms, still holding the bottles of wine, around my shoulders. As she hugged me she said, “Terry baby I was just trying to tease you. Traci told me that you like to be teased. I love you sweetheart. I would never deliberately do anything to hurt you. Sometimes I get excited and go too far. If that happens tell me and please don't take anything I say seriously.”

“I know, it's okay, you just startled me.”

Marcie wrinkled her nose at me. It was an endearing mannerism that she often used when she was being playful. “I love to startle people.”

“I know you do. Actually I think you like to shock people.”

“You're right, I do.”

“Let's go into the kitchen. I have food cooking.”

Marcie followed me into the kitchen.  As she set her two bottles of wine on the counter she said, “Traci told me we're having spaghetti. I love your spaghetti. I brought two bottles of California zinfandel. I think it's a good wine for spicy food.”

Smiling, I said, “Two bottles should definitely set us free.”

“I hope so.” Marcie walked over to me and placed her hand on my crotch. At the same time she picked up my hand. She was wearing a pair of tight short shorts and a crop top tee shirt that just barely covered her large breasts. She slid my hand under her tee shirt. As my fingers touched her erect nipple she said, “But Traci and I don't need to be set free to have fun. We're naturals.”

“It's a quality the two of you share that I have always found endearing.”

Marcie kissed me. I pulled my hand out from under her shirt. She said, “I'm going to open one of these bottles of wine. Would you like a glass.”

“Definitely and I'd better finish making the spaghetti sauce.”

As she was opening the wine, Marcie asked, “Are you really happy that you're married to a slut?”

Chuckling at Marcie's candor, I said, “Yeah, I am.”

“That's pretty cool.” Marcie took two wine glasses out of the cupboard. As she filled them she said, “Traci told me you like to watch.”

Shrugging, I said, “I guess so.”

“She said you're kind of shy about it.”

“Yeah, I suppose I am.”

“You don't need to be shy with me. I love kink.”

“Traci does too.” I poured two jars of commercial marinara sauce into a pot.

That's true, we both do. We've done some pretty wild things. Can I ask you a question?”

“Of course.”

“Would you rather watch another guy fuck Traci or fuck her yourself?”

Chuckling as I stirred the browned Italian sausage into the pot of marinara sauce I said, “That's getting right down to it.”

“You and I are good friends. I think complete honesty between us about our sexual desires makes sense.”

I considered that. After a moment I said, “I can't disagree with you.”

“So which is it? Watch her get fucked by another guy or fuck her yourself.” Marcie stared at me.

I started chopping up several large mushroom buttons that I'd  washed earlier. As I worked I began to get excited. This was Marcie, she was our best friend and just as kinky as Traci. I wanted to be Traci's cuckold husband. Being open with Marcie seemed right. Taking a deep breath I said, “I like to watch. I'd rather watch.”

“Wow! That is so cool!”

Shrugging, I said, “I'm not that good at fucking.”

“Traci told me that you're insecure about your sexual ability.”

As I sauteed the chopped up mushrooms in olive oil I said, “I'm not very big and when I get excited I cum quickly.”

“It makes me feel good that you trust me enough to admit that to me.”

After I stirred the sauteed mushrooms into the pot of spaghetti sauce I turned to Marcie and said, “Admitting it to you feels liberating.”

“I can understand that. You had a secret fantasy.”

“One that I was ashamed about.”

“That's how I felt at first about being a slut. The morning after the first time I let two different guys fuck me during the same party I felt so ashamed.”

“But there really wasn't anything to be ashamed about. You weren't hurting anybody.”

“And you shouldn't be ashamed because it excites you when your wife is getting fucked by another man.”

“That's easy to say but...” My voice trailed off.

“I know, it's hard to buck societies accepted norms.”

“You were able to do it.”

“Meeting Traci helped me.”

“Having a friend makes being different easier.”

“It really does.”

“How did the two of you meet?”

“We knew each other from our dance classes, but the night we became good friends we were at a party. It was at a one bedroom apartment. I was in the bedroom with a guy. I was sucking his cock.” Marcie smiled. “Terry, I can't explain it, but I love to suck cocks, especially big cocks.”

“Traci says she loves to do that too.”

Laughing, Marcie said, “Believe me, she does.”

A surge of excitement rippled through my loins.

Marcie continued. “Any way, the door opened and Traci stepped into the bedroom. There was a guy behind her. She explained that there was only one bedroom and asked if they could share the bed with us. I looked at the guy I was with. He was lying on his back, his pants were bunched up around his ankles, his cock was sticking straight up. At that moment he wasn't going to object to anything. He just wanted me to get back to doing what I was doing, so I told them to come in and make themselves comfortable.”

“Wow!”

“Traci and her guy got on the bed and started making out. I went back to sucking my guy's cock. A moment later I noticed that Traci was sucking her guy's cock. Eventually all four of us were naked. Traci and I were lying side by side with our guys on top of us fucking us.”

“That's a pretty hot story.”

“Damn right it is! Face it Terry, your wife and her best friend are a couple of notorious sluts.” Traci was standing in the doorway from the garage grinning at us.

Smiling, I said, “Hi sweetheart.”

Marcie said, “You're home early. The pervert lawyers must have gotten tired of gawking at your tits.”

“They never get tired of looking at my tits. An old friend of theirs showed up at 4:00. They all went to the Carlton hotel for cocktails. They told me I could leave at 4:30.” Traci held up a shiny black bag. “Terry, that gave me time to stop and buy a present for you. At least I hope it's a present. If you don't like it we can return it as long as we don't open the package.”

Marcie said, “Show us.”

Traci reached into the bag and took out a large blister pack emblazoned with the title CB6000s.

Immediately realizing what it was I stared. I was both speechless and excited.

Marcie said, “Is that what I think it is?”

Traci said, “Yup, it's a male chastity cage. When Steve was fucking me Saturday afternoon Terry struggled with the desire to masturbate.”

Shrugging, Marcie said, “So what? You and Steve were getting off, why shouldn't Terry get off too.”

Shaking her head, Traci answered, “Because after guys get off they have a lull in the intensity of their arousal.”

“Okay, I get it. A lull in arousal while another guy is fucking you might be a problem for Terry.” Marcie looked at me. “Do you think that's a concern?”

“Yeah maybe, I'm not really sure. This is all new to me. I mean it's always been a fantasy, but now we're really doing it. I'm excited about it, really excited, but it's kind of scary too.”

Traci put her arm around my shoulder and asked, “What scares you baby.”

“People will think I'm a pervert.”

Marcie smiled. “People think Traci and I are perverts because we're sluts. Sweetie we love you, we will always love you. We're just having fun. If other people get upset about that, well...fuck 'em!”

“I know. You and Traci are the reasons I'm willing to risk trying this.”

Traci asked, “Do you want me to return the chastity cage?”

“No, it's a part of the fantasy, a big part of the fantasy. I definitely want to try it, but at least for awhile it could maybe be our secret.”

Nodding in agreement, Traci said, “Definitely, it will be our secret.”

Marcie said, “Can we open the package?”

Traci looked at me. I said, “Yes, let's open it.”

Traci got a scissors, cut the blister pack open and laid the parts on the kitchen table.

Shaking her head, Marcie said, “Damn, that's a lot of parts. I hope there's an instruction manual.”

Unfolding a sheet of paper, Traci said, “It isn't a manual, but there are instructions.”

Marcie turned to me and said, “Terry honey, it's time. Take off your pants.”

Suddenly nervous I looked at Traci.

Noting my obvious discomfort, Marcie said, “Oh my, are you having an attack of shyness?”

I shrugged.

Traci said, “He's a little insecure about his size.”

Smiling, Marcie said, “Sweetie, I love you. I love you because you have a magnificent heart and a magnificent brain. I envy Traci because she found you before I did. Lots of guys are endowed with big cocks, but it's rare to find a guy with a brain and a heart that match yours.”

Kissing my cheek, Traci said, “He's mine, I'll share him with you, but I found him first. He will always be mine.”

“I know that, but it still doesn't mean I can't love him too.”

Traci smiled. “Of course you can.”

Marcie continued, “Terry, it's time to take off your pants, but if it will make you feel more comfortable I'll take mine off first.” Marcie unfastened the clasp on her cutoff jeans, pulled her zipper down and pushed her shorts and thong panties down to her knees exposing the cleft of her shaved pussy.

I stared.

Laughing, Traci said, “My baby loves to look at pussies.”

“Any time he wants to he can look at mine.” Marcie was grinning. 

Traci started unbuckling my belt. “Come on champ, it's time to let your soldier see the light of day.”

Resigned to what was going to happen I pushed my shorts and underwear down to my ankles and stepped out of them. As soon as my penis was free it jumped to attention.

Traci said, “See, your soldier wanted to come out and play with us.”

Marcie said, “It may be small, but it is definitely a feisty little guy. I like him.”

Traci picked up the plastic cock cage and said, “We have to do something about that erection if this is going to work.”

Dropping to her knees, Marcie said, “I know what to do with an erection.”

“I think that defeats the purpose of the chastity cage. We're trying to preserve his erotic edge.”

“Come on now Traci. We're both capable of quickly reenergizing a guy. If I suck him off now we can have him hot to trot again by the time we've finished dinner.”

“You're right. Go ahead.” Traci was smiling.

As Marcie carefully wrapped her fingers around my erect penis I looked at Traci and asked, “You're sure you're okay with this.”

“That's sweet, yes baby, it's okay for you to play with Marcie. Relax and enjoy this. She's very skilled and she loves it when a guy cums in her mouth.”

“Traci's right, I do love that, but I have to know a guy pretty well before I'll let him do it, so this will be a treat for me too.”

Marcie kissed the head of my cock and then she slipped it into her mouth and started sucking me. While it was divine, it was also overwhelming. I would have liked to enjoy it for several minutes, but unfortunately control isn't one of my strengths. I quickly felt the warm glow that precedes an orgasm spreading through my loins. 

I managed to croak out a warning, “Marcie, I'm going to cum.”

Next to me Traci said, “It's okay Terry, just enjoy it.”

And I did. The orgasm was wonderful. Marcie continued sucking me while I ejaculated. This was something Traci always did too. In fact I couldn't help noticing that Marcie and Traci had similar techniques.

As soon as I finished cumming Marcie stood up, walked over to Traci and kissed her hard on the lips. She was sharing my semen with my wife. When they were finished kissing Traci hurried out of the room, quickly returned with a damp wash cloth and handed it to Marcie.

After Marcie cleaned my cum off of her lips she cleaned my cock and balls. Once she was finished she said, “Okay, now he's ready for the chastity cage.”

We spent the next twenty minutes trying various combinations of parts and spacers. The plastic cage had to be tight enough so that it wouldn't slip off of me, but loose enough so that it didn't pinch me while I was wearing it. 

When we felt like we finally had it right Traci slipped the padlock through the locking pin, snapped it shut and asked, “How does that feel Terry?”

“It's okay, I mean it feels funny, but it's not uncomfortable.”

Marcie said, “I think it's really kinky. I love it.”

Traci said, “I'm starved, let's eat. Marcie, help Terry set the table. I'm going to run to the bedroom and get out of this blouse and skirt.”

As she was leaving the kitchen Traci added, “Both of you get dressed. It's not polite to eat with bare butts.”

Laughing, Marcie and I put our shorts and underpants back on and then we set the table. When Traci returned I was dishing up the spaghetti while Marcie was pouring the wine.

All three of us were hungry so for a few minutes we just ate. Finally Traci said, “So Marcie, you've already heard about our adventure with Steve last Saturday, what have you been up to lately?”

“I met a couple of very hot guys Saturday night. I was at The Bridge View Pub. They're construction workers. They're working on that new office building going up by the river.”

“So did anything happen?” Asked Traci.

“Hell yes! We went back to their apartment. They took turns fucking me. They're pretty kinky. One would sit in a chair drinking beer watching while the other one fucked me and then they'd switch places. We went at it relentlessly all night. It was amazing.”

Traci said, “It sounds amazing.”

“Both guys are ripped, well endowed and competent.”

I asked, “Competent?”

“It's a word Marcie and I use to describe a guy who not only has the right equipment, he knows how to use it.”

“In other words they were good at fucking.”

Grinning, Marcie said, “Hell yes, those boys weren't just muscular studs, they were dancers too.”

“I'd like to meet these guys.” Turning to me, Traci asked, “Terry, would that be okay with you?”

“Yeah, sure, I mean it's what we're into now.”

Marcie said, “They don't live far from here. Do you want me to call them? It's still early.”

Again Traci looked at me.

Suddenly nervous, I answered, “This evening? Right now?”

Traci said, “Sure, why not. It'll be fun.”

“Are they nice guys? Will I have to leave?”

Traci shook her head. “You definitely will not have to leave and if they're not kind and respectful to you they'll be the ones who have to leave.”

Marcie said, “They're nice guys and they're smart. I'll explain everything to them. They're going to get to take turns fucking both of us. I'm sure they'll agree to our rules and if they don't...well, then it won't happen.”

Nodding in agreement, Traci added, “I trust Marcie's judgment. If she thinks these guys are okay I believe her. We're also in our house which gives us a little more control over the situation. This is a good opportunity to have an evening that will be an exciting experience for all three of us.”

Still a little nervous, but also starting to get excited, I said, “If you think it's okay, call them.”

Marcie took her cell phone out of her purse. “Their names are Mark and Gary. I'll call  Mark. They're probably at The Bridge View.” She placed the call and said, “I put the phone on speaker.”

A moment later a deep male voice said, “Hey Marcie, Gary and I were just talking about you. Saturday night was a lot of fun.”

“I had a good time too.”

“When can we get together again?”

“That's why I called. Are you and Gary doing anything tonight?”

“Hell no! We're just sitting at The Bridge View drinking beer. We were planning to watch the baseball game, but if you want to get together that would be a lot more fun.” 

“I would like to get together with the two of you tonight and my friend Traci would like to meet you too. She's just as open minded as I am.”

“Is she as sexy as you are?”

“We were both modern dance majors in college and her boobs are even bigger than mine.”

“Damn! Come on down to the Bridge View.”

“We were hoping that you'd join us at Traci's house. It's a little more private than the Bridge View.”

“Now you're talking. Where does Traci live?”

Marcie gave Mark our address.

Mark said, “We can be there in twenty minutes. Is that okay?”

“That's fine, but I need to tell you something.”

“Okay.”

“Traci's married.”

“That's cool, we're just looking for fun.”

“That's all we're looking for too.”

“So is her husband out of town or something?”

“That's the thing, he'll be here too. Mark, he likes to watch. Will you and Gary be okay with that?”

“Is he into that cuckold thing?”

“He is.”

“We're cool with that. Our last job was a bank building in Kansas City. While we were there we hooked up with this woman. She and her husband were into it too. We sometimes felt sorry for him. Brenda could be really nasty to him, but he seemed to get off on it.”

“Traci's not like that. She loves her husband. I love him too.”

“I think Brenda loved her husband too. They just had a kinky dynamic to their marriage that included a little S and M. But hey, don't worry we'll go with the flow. You spent an evening with us. Gary and I are not bullies. We like to be friends with everybody. Hell, we were always nice to Brenda's husband.”

“I believe you. That's why I called you. I think you're good guys who are open minded about sex.”

“That's  us.”

“All right, so get over here.”

“Were on our way, we won't even finish our beers, but one last question.”

“What is it?”

“Will Traci and her husband mind is we stop and get some beer on our way over? Pouring concrete all day is tough.”

“Bring all you want.”

“Thanks, see you in twenty minutes.”

I glanced at the clock on the end table next to our sofa. It was 7:06. 

As soon as Marcie ended the call Traci said, “I already like them. They sound like sweet guys.”  She grabbed Marcie's wrist. “Come on, lets get slutted up.”

As Marcie followed Traci to our bedroom she said, “I love this. It's just like old times again.”  She called back to me. “Thank you Terry, thank you so much for being the perfect husband for Traci.”

I smiled.

Traci said, “If they get here before we're back invite them in, make sure they each have one of their beers and put the rest in the refrigerator.”

“Yeah, I got it.”

I passed the time by straightening the living room. I mean when you're waiting for two construction workers you've never met who are on their way to your house to have sex with your wife and her best friend, what else are you going to do.

At 7:40 the doorbell rang. I opened the front door. The two of them were standing there smiling pleasantly. They each had a twelve pack of Coors beer tucked under their arm. I liked them immediately. I could also see why Marcie found them attractive. They were both big men, at least six foot two with bulging muscles and tattoos on there forearms. One of them had short cropped ash blond hair, the other one had short cropped dark brown hair. They were both clean shaven.

I said, “You must be Gary and Mark. I'm Terry, Traci's husband. Please come in.”

As they walked passed me the one with dark brown hair said, “I'm Mark.” He nodded to his companion. “He's Gary. He's a little shy.”

“It's a pleasure to meet both of you.”

Mark said, “Is it? I mean you know why we're here.”

I answered, “Yes, I know exactly why you're here and I hope you make my wife and Marcie happy tonight. This evening is about pleasure and I'm quite certain that's all it's about.”

Mark nodded. “As far as we're concerned that's all it's about.”

Gary opened his twelve pack of Coors and took out a can. After he handed it to Mark he looked at me and asked, “Would you like one Terry?”

“Thank you Gary, I would, but get one for yourself right now and let me put the rest in the refrigerator. I'll get one for myself after I'm done.”

Mark said, “We'll help you Terry. That's a lot of beer.”

“Okay.” They both followed me into the kitchen and handed me cans of beer that I stuffed into the refrigerator. As soon as we were finished I opened one of the beers, held it up and said, “To a good time for all of us.”

Obviously beginning to relax, Gary said, “Hear, hear.”

All three of us drank.

“Well, I see that my two new friends have already met my old friend.”

Mark, Gary and I turned. Marcie was standing in the doorway. Traci was next to her. They were dressed identically, low cut white lace brassiere, white lace thong panties and black high heels. They were also wearing more eye makeup than I'd ever seen either of them use. They both radiated raw sexuality and oddly I was excited that it wasn't for me, but instead for these other two men, men we'd just met.

Mark said, “Damn, you're both gorgeous.”

Giggling, Marcie said, “A little flattery will get you a long way, a very long way.” She put her arm around Traci's waist and added, “My friend is even easier than I am.”

Shaking his head, Mark said, “Easy implies manipulation. I prefer eager.”

Traci walked over to Mark, ran her fingers around the impressive definition of his chest muscles and said, “I agree and just looking at you is making me very eager.”

Mark set his beer on the kitchen counter and gently pulled my wife around so that her back was against his chest. Holding her in his muscular arms, he groped her large, brassiere covered breasts with his massive hands and whispered, “I'm attracted to eager women.”

Traci responded, “And I'm attracted to aggressive men, men who take what they want. I also love to suck cock.”

Mark spun my wife around so that she was facing him and gently pushed her to her knees. As he lowered his shorts to his ankles his cock popped to attention directly in front of her face. It was thick and at least nine inches.

“Oh Yeah, this is exactly what I want.” Traci stood up, grabbed hold of Mark's erection and said, “Let's join Marcie and Gary in the living room. I want you to be comfortable while I suck your gorgeous cock.

Mark kicked off his shorts and said, “That sounds perfect.”

Still hanging on to his cock, Traci pulled Mark into the living room. I followed them. In the living room Gary already had Marcie naked. He was sitting on one end of the couch. Marcie was kneeling on the floor between his thighs giving him a blow job. 

I watched as Mark undressed my wife. As soon as Traci was naked Mark sat down on his end of the couch. Traci kneeled between his thighs and started fondling his erection. Mark lay back and watched.

Realizing that both men had abandoned their beers in the kitchen, I went back and retrieved them. When I returned to the living room I saw that Traci now had Mark's cock in her mouth.

As I set Mark's beer on the end table next to him he said, “Damn Terry, you're a lucky man. Your wife gives great head.”

Not wanting to admit to Mark that because of my quick trigger Traci rarely sucked my cock, I just smiled at him, walked over to Gary's end of the couch and set his beer on the end table next to him. 

Gary's eyes were closed. Marcie was sucking his balls while she pumped his massive erection with her hand. I smiled. If Marcie did that to me I wouldn't last ten seconds. 

Mesmerized by the carnal spectacle unfolding in front of me, I forgot about the beer I'd left for myself in the kitchen and sat down in the chair opposite the couch and watched.

As I sat down Marcie turned to Traci and said, “Do you remember the last time we sucked off two guys together like this?”

Traci took Mark's cock out of her mouth and paused. After a moment she laughed and said, “Oh yes, it was right before Terry and I got engaged. We were at Jeff Clark's party. That was so nasty, there must have been a dozen people watching us.”

Giggling, Marcie said, “I've missed being nasty with you.”

Traci licked the head of Mark's cock and said, “Me too.”

“Could we use your bed and fuck side by side tonight? That was always so much fun.” Marcie slipped Gary's cock in her mouth and sucked it several times. Gary gasped.

Traci turned around and looked at me. “Terry honey, would you mind if the four of us fucked together on our bed? You can come in and watch.” She turned back to Mark and Gary. “Do either of you mind if he's in the bedroom with us?”

Mark said, “Not at all. Hell, as far as we're concerned he can take out his dick and masturbate while he watches.”

Marcie quickly interjected, “No he can't do that. We're going to take care of Terry after you two leave.” She was saving me from the embarrassment of the guys finding out I was wearing a chastity cage. 

Smiling at Marcie, I stood up and said, “I'll go turn down the bed covers.”
 
As I left the living room Traci called to me, “Terry honey, after you pull down the bed covers get four condoms from my dresser and set them on my night stand. We'll need magnums.”

As I pulled down the covers on our bed and fluffed the pillows my entire body was tingling with excitement. My wife and her friend Marcie were going to have an orgy in our bedroom with two construction workers and I was going to get to watch with with my penis locked in a chastity cage. One of my fondest cuckold fantasies was about to actually happen. 

My hands were shaking as I took four magnum condoms out of the top drawer of Traci's  dresser. While I was neatly arranging them on her night table I heard laughing and giggling in the hallway. A moment later all four of them burst into our bedroom. They were all still completely naked. Mark and Gary's large cocks were fully erect. Traci was holding Mark's hand and Marcie was holding Gary's. 

As soon as he saw the bed Mark said, “Oh yeah, that's perfect. This is going to be classic.”

“Come on, what are you waiting for, let's get it on. I need a really good fucking.” Traci pulled Mark over to the bed. As she sat down she looked at me and added, “Terry honey, pull my makeup table chair over to the foot of the bed. I want you to have a ring side seat for this.” 

I pulled the chair over to the foot of the bed and sat down. Marcie and 
Gary were already stretched out on their side of the bed passionately kissing.
Mark lay down on his back and pulled Traci down on top of him.

Giggling, Traci said, “I love to make out naked.” And then she kissed Mark hard on the lips. He kissed her back and they started making out.

I watched. Traci was lying on her stomach on top of Mark. Her legs were spread apart. Mark's huge cock was sticking straight up. As they kissed the shaft brushed against the moist lips of her pussy. The realization that another man's cock, a cock much larger than mine, would soon be inside of my wife fanned the flames of my arousal.

Suddenly Mark pulled Traci farther up so that her large breasts were directly over his face. “I want to taste those big titties”  

“Help yourself stud. I got to taste your beautiful cock.” Traci rubbed her breasts against Mark's lips and nose. Mark sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. Traci gasped, but then she whispered, “That's right, suck it hard. Give me a hickey, leave your mark.”

Mark sucked while Traci pressed her tit into his face. Finally he pushed her up. She looked at her breast and turned around so she was facing me. An inch from her nipple there was a red mark the size of a quarter. Smiling, she said, “My stud marked me. Do you know what that means?”

I said, “Tonight your his.”

“His what? What am I?” 

“You're his slut.”

“That's right, I'm his slut. I'll do anything for him and when he's finished with me he'll give me to his friend and I'll do anything for him.”

I smiled. Traci stared at me. After a moment she stood up, hurried over to me and kissed me hard on the lips. “I love you baby, don't ever forget that.”

“I know, we're just having fun tonight.”

“Are you having fun Terry?”

“I'm having the time of my life.”

Traci grinned. “So am I.”

I said, “You'd better get back to your stud. You're his tonight.”

Traci kissed me again. As she got back on the bed Mark moved down and said, “I want to eat your pussy.”

Giggling as she lay back on the pillows and spread her legs, Traci said, “That's an offer I'll never refuse.”

Marcie rolled on to her back and said to Gary. “Eat me too. Get my pussy ready for your magnificent cock.”

I watched as Mark and Gary went down on Traci and Marcie. They were both good. They were slow and focused on giving the girls pleasure, but I felt like I was better. While I wasn't very good at fucking, Traci told me that I was outstanding at giving her head. I was passionate and imaginative and I always made her cum.

After a few minutes Traci said, “Mark baby, that was wonderful, but now I'm ready for your cock. Let's get a raincoat on it.” They both sat up. Traci took a condom from her night table and tore it open. “Baby, let me put it on you.”

Marcie, who was also now sitting up said, “Traci, pass me one of those.” 

Traci handed a condom to Marcie and then she rolled her condom onto Mark's fully engorged penis. As soon as it was in place she looked at Marcie and asked, “How shall we start?”

Marcie said, “Reverse cowgirl, we can hold hands and wave to Terry. I'll bet he'd love to see us ride.”

Traci giggled and looked at me. “Sweetie, do you want to see us ride these two stallions?”

I answered, “Very much.” Before we were married Traci had explained to me that Marcie's mother was an equestrian. She loved horseback riding. Marcie was introduced to riding when she was six years old and quickly acquired her mother's love of horses. When she went to college Marcie experienced the joy of sex and realized that the physical pleasure she enjoyed while she was riding a well trained horse was a subdued version of the intense gratification she experienced during sexual intercourse. Shortly after they became friends Marcie explained this to Traci. Traci loved the metaphor so they started incorporating horseback riding terms into their sexual adventures.

Marcie finished rolling her condom onto Gary's cock and said, “I'm ready, let's get in the saddle.”

Traci said, “Guys are you ready?”

Mark laughed. “Hell yes! Mount up.”

I watched as my wife straddled Mark and slowly lowered herself onto his erection. When she had his full length inside her she whispered, “That feels so good. I've really missed this.”

Marcie was on top of Gary and had all of his cock inside her. She asked, “Traci are you ready to ride?”

“Yes, but let's start out slow. I haven't done much riding lately. I'm not used to this much horse.”

“Don't worry, I'll be careful.” Mark had his hands around my wife's waist.

Traci said, “Okay, let's begin with an easy walk.”

And they did. Both Marcie and Traci started slowly rocking back and forth on their stallions. Mark and Gary were good. They both slipped right into the easy rhythm that Marcie and Traci were setting. Traci's eyes were closed and she was moaning softly, a sound she makes when her sexual excitement is building. Traci was enjoying this ride.

I watched. I can't explain it, but I was as excited as my wife. I felt my penis pressing against the confines of my chastity cage. I wondered if it was possible to have a spontaneous emission while I was locked in the cage.

The four of them continued fucking. Soon the easy pace became more intense. Marcie said, “We're cantering now.”

Traci laughed. “I love to canter.”

Mark said, “I don't have any idea what cantering is, but I love what we're doing right now too.”

We were all laughing. This was fun sex. I so badly wanted to masturbate. I was glad that I was wearing the chastity cage.

The pace continued to accelerate. Suddenly Traci cried, “I'm ready to gallop.”

Laughing, Marcie said, “Me too. Hold my hand.”

My wife and her best friend clasped their hands and laughed out loud as they madly rocked back and forth on their powerful stallions.

Gary who rarely said anything, yelled, “This is fucking amazing!”

Mark shouted, “Damn fucking straight!” 

Marcie said, “I'm going to fucking cum!” And then she screamed, “Oh shit!” And started to shake.

Traci kept laughing and rocking on Mark's cock. But then she paused. After a moment she yelled, “Terry honey, here it comes!” She arched her back and screamed, “Hell yes!” And then she started to shake.

Mark said, “Fuckin' A, I'm lettin' go.”

Gary said, “Me too.”

There was pandemonium followed by silence. After a moment Traci and Marcie both rolled off of their guys and lay quietly next to them. Mark and Gary's cocks were now flaccid and lay dormant in their semen filled raincoats. I was the only one who hadn't cum. I wasn't concerned. I trusted both Traci and Marcie. I knew that my turn would come later.

Realizing that this was only an intermission, I hurried to the kitchen and got five cans of beer. When I returned to the bedroom Traci and Marcie were taking off the guy's condoms. Mark saw that I was carrying beer and said, “Terry my man, you just became my best friend.”

I passed out the beers. Traci handed me the used condoms and said, “Be careful, hold them by the top and put them in the bathroom wastebasket. It has a plastic bag liner.”

I carefully carried the used condoms into bathroom and placed them in the wastebasket. When I returned to the bedroom Mark, Gary, Traci and Marcie were sitting on the bed chatting and drinking beer. They were all still naked. I sat down in my chair at the foot of the bed. I felt like a tag along little brother and being the only one wearing clothes made it even more awkward. Still, I had to admit that it was also exciting, very exciting. It made me feel like a cuckold and that was a role I was now certain I wanted.  

After several minutes Traci said, “I think it's time for you guys to trade places.”

Mark said, “Definitely, variety is the spice of life.”

Grinning at me, Traci said, “I'm glad that Terry also believes in that philosophy.” Turning back to Mark she added, “Marcie and I certainly do.”

I said, “And it's time for you to start living by that philosophy again.”

“Oh believe me, I plan to do exactly that.” Traci looked at Gary and patted the spot on the bed next to her, the spot that Mark had just vacated. “Come on over sweetie, it's time for us to get to know each other a little better.”

Gary slid across the bed. As soon as he was within reach Traci kissed him hard on the lips and wrapped her fingers around his still flaccid penis. “Let's see if we can get this sleeping monster to wake up.”

Mark was now lying next to Marcie. She said, “I'm going to take a more direct approach.” She slid down the bed, slipped Mark's soft penis into her mouth and started sucking him.

“I like that game. I wanna play too.” Traci slid down the bed and slipped Gary's awakening cock into her mouth. 

As soon as both guys were fully erect Traci said, “Okay, we got to choose last time. Now it's your turn. How are we going to do it this time?”

Marcie said, “I know, at least I hope I know.”

Looking at Gary, Traci asked, “Does she know?”

Gary nodded. “Yeah, I'm pretty sure she does. We like missionary.”

“Oh yes, and they are so good at it.” Marcie was grinning.

Mark said, “We like to be on top. It allows us to control the pace.”

Noticing that Traci was a little nervous, Marcie said, “Don't worry Traci. Mark and Gary may be muscle men, but they're also dancers. Last weekend they both did me missionary and it was memorable.”

“Okay, I trust you.” Traci picked up the remaining two condoms from her night stand and passed one to Marcie. As she tore the wrapper off the other one she said, “Let's dress these guys and get going.”

After the girls rolled the condoms onto Mark and Gary they both lay back and 
spread their legs. I watched with rapt attention as Gary mounted my wife. His cock was big and he was strong. I understood Traci's concern about ceding control to him, but I trusted Marcie. She had assured us that this would be okay and I believed her. Traci did too.

My fears were quickly dispelled. Mark and Gary were both patient and gentle. Gary carefully watched Traci's eyes as he slowly pushed his cock into her. When his full length was inside her he paused and gave her time to get used to his girth. As soon as he was certain she was comfortable with his presence he started to slowly withdraw his cock. When it was about halfway out he stopped, waited a moment and started pushing it back inside Traci. 

Traci whispered, “Gary, that feels so good.”

Gary pushed his cock all the way back into her and then he paused again, but this time the pause was shorter and his withdrawal was quicker. Traci gasped as he pushed the full length of his cock back into her, pulled it out again and then pushed it back into her again. It had become a steady in and out rhythm. It was still measured and gentle, but Gary was now fucking my wife.

Traci started moving her hips, following Gary's lead. I glanced at Mark and Marcie. They were also moving in concert. Marcie had been correct, Mark and Gary were dancers and they were dancing with Traci and Marcie. 

I watched. Their pace was slowly becoming faster and more intense. I tried to rub my penis, but it was locked in a plastic cage.

Gary and Traci started making out while they fucked. I noticed that Mark and Marcie were doing it too. I can't explain why, but that made it even more erotic for me. 

Their pace continued to build. Traci wrapped her legs around Gary's hips. Every time Gary thrust his cock into Traci she met his thrust with a vigorous counter thrust of her own. Marcie and Mark were also fucking at a frenetic pace. But then Gary slowed his pace and stopped. Mark did it too. Both men remained still for a moment and then they started again, but now their pace was slow and measured.

Traci yelled, “You fuckers! But then she giggled and said, “That feels so good.”

Again the guys gradually increased their pace. As they were building to another crescendo Marcie suddenly screamed and started to shake. She was having an orgasm. Mark ignored it and continued his controlled rhythm.

A moment later Traci gasped and then she started to laugh and shake. I smiled. My wife enjoyed her orgasms.

For more than a half hour the guys continued this pattern of building from slow and measured to fast and furious and then starting over again. The girls both had several more orgasms.

Finally at the peak of a crescendo both Mark and Gary pushed the full length of their cocks into Marcie and Traci and stopped. They were cumming. I marveled at how in tune they were with each other. After a moment they both rolled off of the girls and lay next to them physically spent.

Traci said, “That was amazing.”

Marcie said, “I told you they were good.”

Mark sat up. “We don't mean to be rude, but it's after 10:00. We have to be on the job site tomorrow morning by 7:00.”

“Don't  worry, we understand.” Traci and Marcie quickly removed the guys condoms and handed them to me. I carried them to the bathroom and placed them in the wastebasket. When I returned to the bedroom everyone was already gone. I hurried into the living room. Traci and Marcie were watching Mark and Gary get dressed.

I said, “I'll get your beer for you.”

Shaking her head, Traci said, “No they should leave it here. That way they won't have to bring any when they come back.” She looked at Mark and Gary and added, “I do hope you'll come back.”

Mark said, “We would love to come back.” Gary nodded in agreement.

Marcie said, “We should make this a weekly party.”

“How about next Saturday. Terry can make dinner for us.” Traci looked at me.

I smiled. “I'd be happy to do that. I'll get some steaks.”

“What time?” Asked Mark.

Traci again looked at me. “Is 6:00 okay? That will give us time too relax and have an after dinner drink before we start partying.”

I asked, “Do you want to share the master bed again or should I prepare the guest room?” I was settling in to my role as a cuckold.

Marcie said, “I want to share the master bed again.” Everyone nodded in agreement.

“So we have a date for 6:00 pm next Saturday. I assume you're not working on Sunday.” Asked Traci.

“We're not.” Answered Mark.

Laughing, Marcie said, “This is going to be so much fun. We can spend the whole night fucking and sucking.”

Mark said, “We'd better go. We'll see you Saturday.” 

Gary shyly said, “I'm already looking forward to Saturday.” Marcie and Traci both kissed him and then they both kissed Mark.

Mark and Gary both nodded to me and then they hurried out the door.

As soon as they were gone Traci asked, “Marcie, can you stay a little longer?”

“I can. I don't have to be at the dealership until noon.”

“It's time to take care of Terry. Would you like to help me?”

“Oh yes.”

The girls each grabbed one of my hands and pulled me to the bedroom where they tore my clothes off. Once I was naked Traci got the key to my chastity cage and unlocked it. As soon as they removed it my little penis sprang to attention.

Marcie said, ”Terry, you're definitely ready for action. I would love it if you'd fuck me, but I understand. Traci told me you're a little insecure about your prowess.”

“I'm afraid I'd be pretty disappointing after Gary and Mark.”

Traci kissed my cheek. “Sweetie you could never disappoint Marcie or me. We both love you.” But then she added, “I bet I know something you'd really like to do with Marcie. She'd like it too and earlier this evening you promised her you'd do it for her.”

Marcie said, “Oh Terry baby, do you want to kiss my ass? I'd love that.”

“My little cuckboy would like to do more than just kiss your ass, he'd love to lick it.”

“That sounds absolutely divine.” Marcie was grinning at me.

Traci said, “Last weekend I read some of Terry's favorite stories. They all had a submissive masochistic tone to them. I'm trying to be very careful with this because I'm not sure if Terry actually wants these fantasies to be real, but I am going to try to explore them with him. I'm getting all of my fantasies. I want Terry to get all of his too, if he wants them.”

Nodding, Marcie said, “I understand.”

Traci continued. “We took a step tonight when I told Mark and Gary that Terry would make dinner for us next Saturday night.”

I said, “And I would love to do that.”

“I know you would. That's why I said it, but consider this. Mark and Gary are guys Marcie and I are going to be dating. You're my cuckold, my submissive cuckold. You should prepare and serve our dinner, but I think it would be appropriate for you to eat in the kitchen.” Traci stared at me for a moment and then she asked, “Do you agree with that?”

My entire body was tingling with excitement, but I tried to stay calm. “Yes, I think that might be appropriate.”

Traci laughed. “I think that might be appropriate. Babydoll, I know you too well. Right now you're so excited you could burst.”

Shrugging, I said, “Yeah, but some of this is kind of hard to admit.”

Marcie said, “Come on sweetie, We love you and we're both sluts. Lots of people judge us. We just ignore it. It's fun to be the person you want to be.”

I smiled. “I'd like to try, but you're going to have to be patient with me.”

“We will. Now, there's something you have to do for Marcie before she goes home.” Traci was gently stroking my shoulder.

Marcie lay down on the bed on her stomach. 

Traci whispered, “It's time.”

I got on the bed between Marcie's thighs. Like Traci, she'd been a dancer. She had a gorgeous rear. I kissed it.

Marcie giggled. “This is so hot.”

“Spread her cheeks Terry.” Traci was kneeling on the bed next to me.

I spread Marcie's cheeks apart exposing her anus.

“Look at her asshole Terry. Kiss it, show Marcie how much you love her.”

I bent over and Kissed Marcie's ass. 

She cooed, “This is so hot.”

“Now lick it Terry. Give Marcie's asshole a French kiss.”

With my lips still pressed against Marcie's asshole, I extended my tongue and licked her. 

Marcie giggled. “This is so nasty, I love it.”

“Hold her hips and make out with her ass just like you do it for me.”

I closed my eyes and made out with Marcie's rear. Marcie responded by pressing her ass against my face. I pushed my tongue as deeply into her asshole as I possibly could. 

After a moment Traci said, “That's enough. It's late. Terry you've been a very good boy tonight. It's time for your reward.”

Marcie and I both sat up. 

Traci continued. “I know exactly what my baby wants. Marcie will you sit on his face?”

Marcie said, “Hell yes!”

“Scoot up the bed and roll over on your back Terry.” 

I moved up the bed and rolled onto my back. As soon as I was in position Marcie straddled my head, facing my feet. As she sat down and pressed her cunt into my face she said, “Terry, if you have trouble breathing pat my thigh.”

Traci lay on her stomach between my legs and wrapped her fingers around my erect penis. She didn't stroke me. She knew that I would cum immediately if she did that. Instead she just held me and said, “Marcie start fucking his face.”

As Marci started rubbing her cunt against my face Traci gently squeezed my penis. The pleasure was indescribable. After a moment she began pumping me and said, “Terry I want you to cum now.” 

I ejaculated immediately. It was wonderful. I coated Traci's fingers with cum. She sat up. Marcie slid off of my face and together they licked my semen off of Traci's hand. 

As soon as they were finished we followed Marcie to the living room where she quickly got dressed. It was late. All of us had to work in the morning. 

After Marcie left we both showered and brushed our teeth. Once we were in bed Traci asked, “Did you enjoy tonight?”

“Very much, I like our new life.”

“Me too. Later after the guys left did I push you too hard with Marcie?”

“No that was pretty exciting. You're right, I do have some submissive masochistic tendencies.”

“I'm not very dominant, but I love you and you're giving me a lot. I want you to experience your fantasies too.”

“Thank you.”

“I think Mark and Gary are good playmates for us.”

“I agree.”

“They appear to be open minded and they have some experience with a couple like us. I think that next weekend I should make you take off your pants.”

“They'll see my chastity cage.”

“That's the idea. I think we can trust Mark and Gary.”

I considered this. After a moment I said, “Okay.”

Traci leaned over, kissed me and said, “Terry, I love you so much.”

“I love you too Traci.”

We turned out the light. It had been an exciting evening and both of us were exhausted. We fell asleep immediately.

Mark and Gary turned out to be outstanding playmates for us. In late August the construction project they were working on in our city was completed, so they had to move on to a new project in a different city. Traci, Marcie and I still keep in touch with them.