PART TWO

“My wife’s boss’ name is Marley,” Roger said quite innocently. “What a co....incidence...," his voice trailed off, and his eyes grew wide.

Cassy spoke next, with perfect calm and not like a person who is going to drop a bomb. “No coincidence, darling. This is my school's principal.”

Roger looked up at Cassy with incredulous eyes, and the sneer she returned was deeply disturbing. "That's how I met the fuck of a lifetime," Derek grunted and kissed her cleavage with a ridiculous slurp that made her squeal.

The stunned redheaded man looked back at Marley, who was shaking her head, looking at the floor.

Without lifting his head from a perfect set of breasts, Derek gave a big sigh. “Yes, yes, big reveal, big secret. Time for dinner. Cassy, my love, will you lead the way?” As they went in, he added, "Cunt, remove your coat."

Roger felt stuck to the floor yet turned his head. Marley removed her coat and folded it over her arm. She was in nothing but a sensible pair of flats and small nipple clamps that clung to her B-sized breasts. She was quite attractive, a petite 40-year-old with many years of beauty ahead of her. He looked, then quickly averted his eyes when he saw she had a patch of hair shaped like an arrow above her vulva. There was a tattoo just above it saying, "HIS" in stylized script.

Roger's heart sprinted with questions; all masked by the worst-timed arousal. For the first time since they had been married, he saw a naked woman other than his wife.

He was about to speak when Cassy shouted from the other room that her "lover was hungry." This was followed by hearty laughter and his wife's giggles and moans. Roger was sure they were passionately kissing.

He hesitated two more seconds then held out a hand for Marley’s coat. He hung it in the closet. Then, assuming she would also be expected to serve, led her to the kitchen. He could not help but notice a pair of ass cheeks that looked like a sweet peach. The two worked without speaking. It was if they had been trained in the same restaurant, their movements in sync and precise. Soon the two lovers were enjoying the meal Roger had prepared while Marley stood by with a bottle of wine. Feeling awkward and small in his own home, a flustered and erect Roger retreated to the kitchen.

He held onto the counter's edge, finally able to breathe properly, his mind refocusing. He knew Cassy had met Derek at the PTA gala. She was purposefully repeating the blue gown (the school's color) to bring back the memory. Knowing Derek is married to Cassy's principal, it all made perverse sense. At the time, Roger had been impressed with how fast Cassy had snagged another lover. She came home wet with a fuck load Derek had left in her after a bathroom quickie. Not telling Roger ahead of time that she planned on being with someone was not part of the agreement.

She had apologized and let him clean her out while she related the bathroom encounter in vivid detail. "Oh, my little cucky, if you had seen his cock, you would have said 'take me' too!"

His mind's retelling was suspended when sound rushed in to eliminate the ringing in his ears. Laughter and soft talk collided with his heartbeat's hammering. Marley appeared to his right, and he jumped slightly. "AH! Oh, sorry, I..."

She was calm. "They do not want dessert. They wish to proceed to the bedroom. We are to..." she gulped and looked down, "follow and ready them." She shivered a moment with the familiar flush of arousal. He noticed her nipple clamps had changed position and seemed to be biting harder. He wondered if she had done it to herself.

He nodded, a bit disappointed they would not be having his tiramisu. How ridiculous...

The two lovers slowly climbed the stairs, voices murmuring about favorite sexual moves. Derek's hand was on Cassy's ass, her hand somewhere near his crotch. The two others silently followed, Marley then Roger. The air was heavy with sex and insanity.

At the top of the stairs, Derek tossed Cassy's soaked panties over his shoulder - Roger caught them. There was no way of knowing when they had been removed. He assumed during dinner. Cassy giggled at her lover's demeaning gesture. "You're so bad!"

In the bedroom, the kissing was again centered on Cassy's cleavage which glowed in the amber of at least a dozen electric candles. Her head went back with deep sighs, her hands on her lover's head. He unzipped the blue gown, and she gasped at his fingers dancing on her naked back.

Without waiting for instruction, Marley dropped to her knees, her chain connecting her nipple clamps swinging gently. She undid her husband's trousers and released his impressive cock, hard and head-wet, pulsing and needy. She stroked him as she sucked in the head, licking off the pre-cum. Without leaving Cassy's freed left nipple in his mouth, Derek took the back of his wife's head and pushed. She sunk to the base of his eight inches and immediately gagged.

Roger whispered, "Oh...," at her skill with her husband's cock, his own bouncing in excitement.

Derek held his submissive wife there for about ten seconds, then yanked her off by her hair. The "fluffing" of his cock was purely symbolic. He truly didn’t need someone to get him hard enough to fuck "the best piece of pussy" he’d ever had.

Cassy patted her boss’ head and whispered, "Good girl."

Marley blushed and sat back on her feet as she wetly responded, "Thank you, Miss." She then proceeded to fully remove her husband’s shoes and trousers.

She wanted to pull down his boxer shorts, but Derek stopped her. He gave a look to Cassy that was conspiratorially joyful. Her eyebrows went up, and she turned to Roger.

“Darling, remove his boxer shorts. Then hand them to his wife.” Roger’s hesitation was just enough to raise Cassy’s voice one volume step. “Now.”

Roger crawled over and took hold of the sexy man’s silk. He slid them down; Derek’s perfect, stone-hard ass now staring him in the face. Derek stepped out. Roger took the underwear, folded it in half, and handed it to Marley, kneeling right next to him. She smiled slightly and nodded a thank you.

Cassy gripped Derek tighter and let out a low, "That is so fucking erotic!"

The pre-established hierarchical dynamic was on full display: servants and the served.

Marley was assigned with removing Cassy's beautiful gown and hanging it up. The curvy hostess left on her garter belt and stockings but slipped off her heels. She hadn’t worn a bra, obviously.

Roger removed Derek's shirt, and the hot couple locked in another embrace, Cassy's lovely breasts smushed against Derek's mildly hairy chest. Staggering to the bed, their hands were all over each other’s intimate regions and shapely muscles. They fell in, Derek on top, legs entwined. Their moaning, kissing, and affectionate whispering created an overcharged lust in the candle-lit room.

Without instruction, Roger and Marley took natural places on their knees at the foot of the bed. They were facing each other knowing not to speak until instructed. That was the agreement… Well, at least how Roger interpreted it. His curiosity about Marley’s arrangement with her Dominant husband exponentially peaked.

On the bed, Derek had lifted and made a V of Cassy's legs and without any preamble was slipping his immense manhood into the welcoming embrace of her very aroused vagina.

“Ohhh God, Lover! So full, so big!”

Marley had her eyes closed and was nodding as if no one was watching.

Roger grimaced for a moment and looked down at his wife's thong in his hand; the gusset heavy with arousal caused by another, much better-looking man. More humiliation accompanied more embarrassment as he now had an audience. Albeit one person.

Derek groaned. “You are the best woman I’ve ever been in. Oh fuck! Your pussy is exquisite, the way you grab me, holy hell!”

It was Marley's turn to shiver slightly. More embarrassment yet just like her new equal, a sharp punch of arousal.

As the two perfectly matched lovers began a languid fuck of depth and heat, the two on the floor had a very strange moment of connection. It was Marley who looked up first, the older woman almost pleading with Roger to make contact.

She exaggeratedly mouthed, "Okay?"

He softly nodded then shrugged. "Strange..."

She nodded back.

On the bed, Derek's cock was wet with vaginal volume and was spearing in at a new angle every few plunges. Cassy was shaking with his deep thrusts and held her nipples tightly. "Fuck me, Derek! Take me like he never can!"

Roger rolled his eyes and looked down again. Marley observed the fuckers as if she was watching a ballet. Then she boldly put a hand on Roger's knee. There was significant mattress thumping and vocalizing to cover her whisper.

"You should watch. It's okay to enjoy it. I do..." As if to demonstrate she dipped her fingers in her wet vulva and licked them with a soft moan.

Roger was beside himself being beside her. She looked at the dripping head on his four-and-a-half-inch erection and raised an eyebrow. Roger checked the bed, Derek's ass clenching as he drove into Roger's wife's noisy, soaked tunnel. The cuckold took a finger and collected some of his own drip and like Marley, licked it up. He shivered at the degradation of the act then opened his eyes. Marley was in a state of eye-slitted ecstasy as she leaned toward him.

"It is a wonderfully degrading thing, isn't it?" She inquired softly, pulling on her chain to distend her nipples. She made a tight face of pain, yet no sound.

Roger could only nod, his eyes locked on the stretching breasts.

The bull and the hotwife were reconfiguring parallel to the foot of the bed. Cassy was now in doggy position, her lovely breasts swaying like a clock pendulum. Derek was standing behind her, bent down and licking her ass crack and pussy from behind. Cassy was squealing with joy at the act. "OHH! Yes, Baby! Lick my asshole! You are so dirty -so sexy!"

Roger looked shocked...again. Marley patted his knee and had a quizzical look. As if they had telepathy, Roger shook his head to say she never let me do that. Marley reacted as if that was an instant aphrodisiac and began to rub her aroused area heading for orgasmic shame.

Derek was now upright and had slid his impressiveness back into her willingness. He was spewing a litany of dirty praise on what he was calling "his cunt." Roger winced at the stab to his pride.

"Take my cock deep in that perfect cunt! Christ, she barely has room for half of me!"

Roger looked to Marley and was surprised he did not see anger in her lustful expression, but rather the blend of shame and arousal. She had her head down, three fingers working her own pussy. She whispered, "I am a useless cunt. He deserves her!"

The red-headed cuckold was now breathing rapidly. What the fuck is happening? he thought. None of this made sense, but all of it made him want to explode in volcanic virility.

He took his matter into his hands and stroked, nearly cumming on the second downward. "Fuuuck...," he moaned a bit too loudly. Cassy heard him and laughed.

"Ungh- is my little - ungh, fuck- cucky getting - fuck me Derek - ready to cummmmmm?!"

Derek joined in with a mocking tone. "Useless Cunt! Make the - ungh- red-headed loser shoot on your little tits! Ungh!- but don't - fuck so tight - clean up!"

Marley was so close to cumming she barely got out, "Yesssirrrr..."

The idea of their two submissives peaking with degrading satisfaction set the hot couple off. Derek grunted and yelled, "CUMMING! FUCK!"

Marley crawled over to a confused Roger and took his modest manhood in her wet hand. He jumped at the sensation.

His currently coital wife sensed his apprehension from a few feet away. “I give you permission, my - fuuuuuck-!” She never finished as she peaked. "YESSS oh fuuuUCK, Lover! Fill me up - sweet Jeeeezus!" She shook as she took a flaming hot flood of her lover's potent seed.

On the floor, Marley was stroking Roger as if she had a deadline. Roger's head was still reeling! The expertise of his wife's boss' technique combined with his heightened ache to make him lose control.

"Oh, my Gaaawd!!"

He pushed up his pelvis and his slit flared. Three impressive volleys of his semen launched. One landed on Marley’s eye and cheek, causing a yelp of pleasure. One hit her left breast with an audible splat. The third, Marley aimed for her mouth and got the majority of it to coat her tongue. A smaller after burst went straight up and covered her gripping hand.

Roger was panting, his pleasure now kicking his disbelief's ass.

Marley smiled, her body a sticky mess. Her tongue slid out, and she licked off her new friend's cock head with a soft moan.

Laughter grabbed the two submissives' attention. Cassy was lying on the bed, her tousled head at the same level as her husband's. "That was the cutest little cum I have ever seen from that mini-dick. I am so proud of my little hubby!" She reached out a wet hand and scruffled his hair. It was obvious from the smell that she had first rubbed her recently filled pussy and was baptizing her cuckold with her lover's spend.

Roger dropped his head. "Thank you, Cassy," he breathed out. Cassy was genuinely surprised. Thanking her was not part of the agreement.

She quickly returned to date-night sneer and admonished him. "Thank Derek. It was his gift." She paused. Roger hesitated.

She went to speak and he blurted out, "Thank you - Derek."

The studly, sweaty man was standing by the side of the bed stroking his wet cock, his other hand spread wide, possessing Cassy's ass. "For what, Cuck?"

"For letting your...wife make me cum..."

Derek scoffed. "Wife, yes..." He pointed and Marley immediately crawled to him and began to lick and clean his cock and low-hanging balls. "Good Cunt."

Marley shuddered at the praise/put down.

After a quick break, where Roger retrieved energy drinks for the dominants, the sex resumed. This time with extra help. The hot Dom couple felt this special occasion deserved special treatment. All four would be on the bed, but only Cassy and Derek would be fucking.

Derek was positioned up against the headboard with Cassy straddling him, his impressive cock engulfed by her grinding vagina.

Roger was on his belly licking his wife's ass crack and hole as she rose and fell. It was sweaty and cummy and he was in heaven, despite her tailbone hitting his nose with each drop.

A still cum-covered Marley was kneeling at her husband's shoulder, her nipple chain held taut in his hand. She was leaning down and reluctantly licking Cassy's breast. She was not bisexual unless her husband demanded she behave as one. It was something she had done last week, and both lovers had enjoyed her pained expression. Marley had never dreamed she would one day be forced to suckle one of her teachers. Tonight, the act made her useless cunt wet, yet tears still formed at the degradation.

Cassy, the buxom brunette, was nearing her next orgasm; the trio of stimulators was driving her faster than ever.

“Fuck, Babe! I’m going to cummmm!”

Derek grunted as he thrust up into his impalee. He hissed out, “Yesssss!” simultaneously with Roger. Fortunately for the red-headed ass licker, no one heard him.

Marley nearly fell off the bed when Cassy collapsed forward. Her wet breast landed in Derek’s orgasmic face, and he took in his wife’s saliva.

Derek was on speed mode, driving into the stretched pussy with porn star power.

Cassy's voice was gone, a silent scream, filling the room with its intensity. It raged back as she gasped for breath. She screamed with animalistic pleasure.

Roger watched Derek’s impressive balls contract, and the base of his cock pump with an abundant seminal load.

"Oh, Cassssyyyy!" he shouted as he came in fire hose abundance.

....

The one and a half couples all sat in panting silence. Odors of sweat and several flavors of cum filled their nostrils. Roger sat up and back on his knees. His sweat, his wife's sweat and fluid, and some of Derek's cum dripped off his cheek.

He looked to Marley, who was on her knees but leaning against the headboard. Her hand was still between her legs, having just brought her a very powerful orgasm. Her eyes drifted to Roger, and she smiled with emotional weight. It spoke of the depth of her depravity and the strength of her opposite persona all at once. And glowed with a solidarity that made his heart skip.

Roger could not help but admire her. It was unexplainable, but in this perverted headspace, he was drawn to her strength.

After all, she was him...only better.

Loud kissing and moans shook him free from his mind drift, and he climbed off the bed. Marley followed and Roger motioned to the door. As Derek and Cassy made out, followed by Derek biting her breast, they prepared for round three. Moments later, Cassy was offering her ass by spreading her cheeks. Roger retrieved her favorite lube from the nightstand. He held it out and Derek pointed with his head. Roger gulped and dribbled some on the barely flaccid cock he was learning to admire. Next, he put some on his two fingers and spread it about his wife's pink star. She moaned and thanked Derek. The look on the man's face told Roger to not correct her. Derek pushed Roger and he slipped off the bed.

He left the lube on the nightstand and joined Marley who took his hand and led him out. The two unlikely allies stepped toward the opposite end of the hallway, out of sight of the bedroom.

Roger took Marley's hands in his and was about to speak when the older woman grabbed him and kissed him with jaw-jarring passion. He held still for a moment and then returned the kiss.

When they parted, he realized his head swimming had ceased. "Um...what was that?"

Marley sweetly shrugged. "Gratitude. I no longer feel alone." She softly smiled and rolled her eyes. "Don't get me wrong, I love the submission, obviously. It makes me...do things...become someone else?"

He nodded and said, "I get it." Simultaneously with her saying, "You get it."

They laughed at the ridiculousness of it, their naked bodies inches from each other.

Marley looked down and saw he was getting another erection. She smiled at the idea of arousing someone other than her husband. "He's actually a great man. Supportive, funny, a great dad - ."

"You have kids?!"

She nodded, "Two. She never told you? She met one at the Back-to-School Barbeque."

Roger nodded, his wife had said it was not for spouses. Now he knew why.

"Look, Marley, this whole thing is nuts but we both enjoy what we are for our partners. But maybe sometime... we could, you know...?"

"Fuck?" she asked. He blushed. It was sweet. "I'd love that. But we will need permission."

Roger shivered. The idea of asking Cassy if he could fuck Marley actually turned him on immensely. Especially the prospect of her making him beg.

They were just about to kiss again when a loud yell came from his bedroom.

"FUCK, you have such a tight ASS! I can't believe he's never been in it!"

"Fuck my ass! Oh god!"

Marley smiled and whispered, "We better get in there. I kind of want to see him fuck your wife's ass. You?"
Roger smiled with playful delight. "Absolutely!"

The two headed back to the room, Marley holding his erection, Roger holding her ass cheek.

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Matt