On The 7th Day, Mistress Rested....

Mistress and slave had a long travel day Saturday, complicated by the typical airline snafus that sent us to Detroit, then SLC before settling us down here our SW hideaway. Mistress crashed as soon as we arrived, still a little worn from her Thursday night cock-palooza with JJ her Alpha lover .

Sunday was set aside for just about nothing. Of course there was some wake up sex, with Mistress enjoying a reunion with the Hitachi parked in our dresser drawer here, along with her slave's less demanding cock.  After a bike ride, it was breakfast and them leisure on the patio.

"I think I'm still tender down there, slave and still catching up on lost sleep."

Soon she had parked her kindle and was rolling over for some supplemental Z's.  It was multi-tasking, as she was also working on those re-emerged tan lines.  Here lush curves were too tempting for me. I snapped this photo, and then texted it to her dominant lover:



slave: Still recovering,

JJ: Mmmm.  tasty!  Any local cock to keep stretching my slut?

slave: Not yet. She may have to settle for me for the time being.

Of course, I haven't let the cat out of the bag to JJ re: the suggestion that our Western Correspondent and his wife might "stop by" for some double domme-ing. But that might serve JJ's interest of keeping Mistress in better and more expansive shape for their next get together. He'll be the first to know of the WC's speculation about a trip south comes true.

The rest of the day went just as restfully for poor, tuckered out Mistress.  More sunning. Then a late afternoon nap as the "monsoon" clouds gathered for a sunset storm.  As a chicken roasted in the over we assembled on our front patio, watching the lightning flash from the distant mountains to the west, across the Rio Grande gorge.  It was then that Mistress gave her slave a slight, but well deserved  rebuke.

"You didn't offer to worship, slave....."

"Oops. I guess I got too busy after our nap, Mistress." (Someone had to put that chicken in the oven!)

But I was prepare to remedy my negligence.

"How about right here, Mistress."

She was already stretched out on the love seat on our front porch, in a colorful blue sun dress that barely covered her clean shaven folds. No undies, of course. What's the point of undies on a lazy Sunday?

"Here, slave?"

True, there was an occasional car driving by.  But with a fence and our distance from the highway, what were the odds that anyone would notice a little pre-sunset oral pleasuring?

Mistress hiked up her robe a tad, spread her legs, and slave got to work.  It wasn't long before Mistress's hips bucked and she uttered a little moan of delight in response to my practiced ministrations.

"Good job, slave."

It's always nice to get a pat on the back for a job well done.

Cuckolding Outtakes....and an Unexpected Offer.

As mentioned yesterday, our encounter on Wednesday night with JJ was a bit of a blur, and a few things came back to us when we compared notes (and gingerly had sex) on Thursday morning.

First, one of our readers asked if there was any spanking involved.  In fact, JJ applied some rather brisk spanks to Mistress's naked ass as she rode his cock, both in the forward and reverse position.

That also reminds me of one mission slave was unable to fulfill.  As JJ directed Mistress into the "reverse cowgirl" position, he told me to get my head in there and lick her clit as she bucked that big cock "bronco". Easier said than done, dear readers. My head is too big, and I would have to rotate my neck like that young lady in the Exorcist to make that work.  Mistress had to settle for my probing finger strumming her little love button, which seemed more than adequate to drive her crazy as she bounced on that thick and long phallus.

Speaking of phallus's, during a break JJ expressed concern that all the progress he's made in stretching his "cum slut's" cunt will be lost during our upcoming travels.

"You may need to get a large dildo that will at least replicate my dimensions to keep her in shape while you are gone."

He also asked about what toys we have available.  I gave him a brief report:

"An Hitachi. Some cuffs, ropes and other bondage items. And of course Mistress's harness....."

He pondered that, presumably for future endeavors.  I would love him to invite me to tie Mistress to our bed for him sometime.  Should I make that offer?  Or wait for him to suggest it?

As for our travels, he made an interesting suggestion about our upcoming return to our SW hideaway.

"Maybe you should get someone to be play my role  our there too?"

Well it's not that we haven't tried.  But Mistress explained that "it's a small town.  Not easy to find someone discretely to play the cuckolder."

But here's  a big surprise. And a coincidence.  Mistress got some on point texts out of the blue yesterday from our Western Correspondent.  He's been following our recent adventures with some interest (and lube, no doubt). He claims he wants to play the exact roll that JJ suggested to us.

"He offered to visit us with Beth, his wife, slave. He claims they've been getting kinkier lately...... He says they might like to top us both....."

I was a  little stunned. After all those years of teasing Mistress with stories and photos of his special occasion cock, would the WC finally play show and tell with Mistress? (Or was the "topping" he suggested simply butterscotch or marshmallow sauce with a cherry on top?)

And what role would Beth play in all this? We had heard stories about her playing a rather strict Domme over the years, but was that reality or fantasy?  Who knew.  But I am certainly prepared to find out.  I gave Mistress a green light (not that she needed my permission).

"Tell him we are game, Mistress."

She tapped away on her screen, and got a prompt response.

"He says make sure to pack your cock cage....."

Hmmm.  Now this could get interesting.

"She's My Cum Slut Now....."

If JJ's objective is to make Mistress crave that big cock of his, he seems to be making significant progress.

Last night he arrived at around 8:30 pm, after a long work day. There was some small talk in the living room, a glass of water for him, and some wine for Mistress and her slave. Her "fashion" choice was de minimis: a short nightie that barely covered her firm and shapely bottom, sans undies.

"What's the point of getting dressed up for him, slave? We all know I'll be naked soon enough.

Before we finished our beverages, Mistress's ample breasts were floating free, and JJ was sucking on perky nipples.

There was a brief discussion of Mistress's clean shaven folds ( a big plus for JJ who is also clean shaven), and confirmation that slave was caged.

"So how often is he in the cage?", he asked looking at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, not as often as he probably should be....."

"She is a  very lax, Mistress", I confirmed.

"But he's always in the cage when you're here."

"As he should be.... there's no need for his cock when you've got mine, is there?"

That's a question that needed no answer.

Small talk over, we adjourned to the bedroom. Slave was invited in. What transpired there is a bit of a blur. Slave was a "role player", making sure that Mistress was fully prepared for him, and then taking over with my highly skilled tongue during rest breaks for JJ. At some point, while I was plying her clean shaven folds with my mouth, Mistress was sucking his engorged cock. They both seemed happy with that formula.

I held her hands over her head again as JJ fucked her hard and long, driving Mistress over the brink more than a few times.

While I was not called on to use my mouth on JJ's appendage, I was coaxed to stroke it with my hand during one of our rest periods.

At some point, there was my first chance to watch Mistress ride his cock, front facing first, then the "reverse cowgirl" where I was called onto stroke her clit as she rode him with mucho gusto.  Even more cums ensued.

All through this encounter, JJ provided his own narration.

"She's my cum slut now....."

"I'm stretching out her cunt now, hubby....."

"Once I'm done with her tonight, she's not going to be able to have sex with you for a while, hubby...."

"Do you like your husband watch a real man fuck you?

"Yes, yes, I do", Mistress somehow murmured as he pounded into her.

By around 11 pm Mistress was exhausted, and slave excused himself to our daughter's room so the two lovers could have some privacy.  JJ left early this morning, and I was recalled to Mistress's bed. My cage was still in place, and she granted me the right to spring loose.

Whether JJ was right about her inability to fuck her slave after all that "abuse" has yet to be decided.

Sexual Embargo for the Cuck?

Mistress and slave are looking forward to another encounter with JJ this evening.  He's been working long hours this week, and had to reschedule a planned Tuesday night rendezvous until tonight when he'll have more time.  What we don't know yet is what exactly is on the agenda: dinner first? Dinner after? or simply hanky panky?

Unlike some of Mistress's past lovers, JJ likes to "play" clear headed and on an empty stomach. He foregoes  beverages or full tummies that might impair his focus on Mistress's pleasure.

"He is all business, slave.... which is an interesting reversal from some other folks I can think of....."

Stephen, our Irish reader,  raised the question in a comment of whether JJ might require some type of "exclusivity" from Mistress. I took his question as not relating to whether Mistress would have any additional side dishes, but whether he might impose some sort of sexual embargo or other restrictions  on her having sex with her slave.

So far the subject has not come up.

Last Thursday night, JJ did ask us about the last time we had sex with one another. Mistress confirmed that we had sex that morning, as we typically do. He did not seemed miffed, and gave no directions to the contrary for today.

But as it turns out, it may be an "abstinence day" for slave.  Mistress has an early morning meeting about a 40 minute drive away. And while she offered to have sex with me if I woke her up early, we decided she would benefit more from a little extra sleep,  considering that it could be a late and vigorous night tonight. But that decision did not arise from any sort of "embargo" imposed by JJ to assert his "primacy". Nevertheless, it will give Mistress a bit more of a sexual edge tonight as she takes on JJ's supersized cock.

"Maybe it would do you good to get a break from my cock before you take him on again tomorrow evening, Mistress...."

"That's probably not a bad idea, slave."

That said, there is a certain sexual buzz that arises from the notion of the bull asserting his rights to "first (or only) dibs",   whether by limiting the timing,  frequency or manner of the submissive couple engages in their own sexual couplings without him?   It's a rather torrid of fantasy isn't it? At least for now.

Of course, this pampered house slave is not going to be the one to suggest any new procedures or protocols that might curtail my currently cushy lifestyle.  I'd have to be crazy, right?