“Honestly Mistress, if it were you tying me up, I think that I would.”
Her smile went from 100 watts to 200. “Ok. Let’s see how you do with eating me out. Don’t worry, I’ll let you know if I want you to do something different.”
Master was now lubing my ass. I glanced back and noticed that he had a nice 7 inch cock, with a huge set of balls.
Mistress grabbed a couple of pillows and placed them under her ass, allowing easier access to her pussy. She nodded her head and I dove in. Up to this point, I had only eaten 3 women out. I don’t know if I were biased by her beauty, but Mistress was by far the tastiest. She had me adding some fingers, explaining what felt good to her.
Meanwhile, Master had entered me. After Mr. Mahmoud, he entered rather easily, or maybe it was the fisting from Mr. Roberts on Thursday. By this time, I had been fucked by a number of cocks. To tell you the truth, I had lost count. I had been spit roasted by two cocks a few times, but this was the first time that I was in a bi-sexual threesome of any sort. I hoped it wasn’t going to be my last.
It took another 10 or 15 minutes, but Master finally filled my ass with his cum. I’m hoping that she wasn’t faking it. Mistress came twice.
Master said that he was going to take a shower and we could talk.
Mistress laid down next to me on the bed. “Do you know what a cuckhold is, Jack?”
“I think I do. A married couple has a dominant female who plays around with other guys, sometimes with the husband’s knowledge.”
“Well, I have a single friend that enjoys playing around. She’s not looking for a marriage, but she would like to have a guy play her cuckhold husband when she brings guys home. She’s tired of guys wanting to move in with her. She thinks a make believe husband at home would solve that problem.”
I just stared at her. “Are you serious?”
“Deadly. She’s convinced that she can get most of the guys to let you clean them after, maybe fluff them before, and she would love to find a guy that would fuck her cuckhold.”
I’ve watched quite a bit of cuckhold porn. “Would I get to reclaim her after he left?”
Mistress laughed. “You would have to talk to her about that?”
“I would probably have to talk to Mr. Roberts about this.”
“I’ll handle that. If necessary, I’ll set Paul up as one of the bulls. That would probably make him happy.”
The first thing I thought of was whether he would want to fist me in front of her. That was something never covered in the porn I watched.
Master walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. “The bath is all yours.”
Mistress took me to the bathroom and had me scrub her down. After they left, I douched again, then a quick shower, and headed back downstairs.
When I found Mr. Roberts, he told me that Mr. Jenkins wanted to take me home for the night. “How are you doing, Jack?”
“Since I haven’t been drinking, I’m doing ok.”
“Do you want to go with him?”
I’ve hooked up with one black guy before and I enjoyed myself. “I don’t want to disappoint him, but I think that I can go a couple of more times.”
“Great. Go get another bottle of water, then run up and get your clothes, but leave your uniform on. He’ll drive you back to his place and either bring you back here tomorrow, or arrange an Uber for you.”
“Thank you, Sir.” I ran off to get my water, then my clothes. I found Mr. Jenkins waiting for me by the front door.