The Compliant Cuckold – Chap 6

Synopsis

This story is about a husband’s eager decent into cuckoldry. Paul is a married, sexually inadequate man unable to satisfy his beautiful young wife, Jolie, in bed. She loves him, but has become sexually frustrated and was persuaded by her stunning friend Kylie, to add some excitement to their love life. They have discovered that Paul is a submissive and that he is excited by female domination, tease and denial. Jolie finds that she is bisexual and falls for her friend. The threesome develops into an affectionate and loving relationship in which they explore the boundaries of their sexual desires. Kylie has now moved in with them and the three of them set about seducing a younger girl who has a crush on Paul. This is a complete short story, but I think you might enjoy it more if you have read chapters one to four first.

This story contains the following sexual activities – please don’t read it if they offend you. Heterosexual, bisexual, lesbian, femdom, voyeurism and exhibitionism.

Chapter 6 – Seducing Lucy

Its not something I’d given much wondered to. I had at all times slept on the left hand side of the bed. The left hand bedside drawer had my things in it. So when Jolie’s lesbian lover moved in with us and joined us in our bed I had assumed Kylie would sleep on the right with Jolie in the middle. We were, after all, sharing her. But Kylie and I had also formed a strong attachment and so this morning I awoke spooned behind the beautiful little blond who in turn was spooned behind my wife. She had taken her waist length hair out of its french plait and so my face was buried in an apple scented golden cascade. One arm was wrapped around her lean frame cupping a perky AA breastlet, while the other was under the necks of both girls and I pondered how to extricate it without waking them. I had two pressing needs. One was to relieve the pressure on my bladder and in so doing relieve the pain of my morning woody straining against its tiny cock cage. The second was for caffein.

I gave the little breast a gentle caress and slowly slid my arm free. It was enough to disturb her. She reached for my arm to pull it back around her.

“I need to pee baby, let me up. I’ll bring coffee.”

She rolled onto her back and stretched, raising her arms over her head. The movement caused her tiny breasts to almost disappear against her rib cage. She held the position and looked at me sleepily.

“Kiss,” she pouted.

I leaned over to peck her on the lips but her arms went around my neck and she rolled me onto my back kissing me and teasing me with the tip of her tongue. I was just relaxing into it when she darted away running to the ensuite and locking the door.

“Too slow old man,” she giggled from within.

I sighed, “Its like living with a five year old.”

My wife rolled over and nudged me with her foot.

“Yes but sleeping with her won’t get you a jail sentence, just a sore bottom sometimes.”

I kissed her smirking lips and went to make coffee via the main bathroom. In the kitchen I set coffee going and put croissants in the oven. I collected mail from the mat and retrieved my phone from the charging pad, noticing that I had a text from Lucy checking that she was still coming for dinner this evening. My pulse rate went up as I pictured her. Lucy was a student supplementing her income by working in a local adult store. She also happened to be chair of an unofficial fan club for my Silver Cauldron series of short stories and had something of a crush on me. She had been on duty in the shop when Kylie had created a bit of a stir by getting me to fuck Jolie with a strapon as people watched. We were all attracted to the pretty little blond with spectacular breasts. Kylie had wondered she might be submissive and suggested we invite her for dinner.

The coffee was ready so I took some up to the girls telling them breakfast would be five minutes. I texted Lucy back confirming 7pm and said we were looking forward to seeing her again. We’d seen her few times since the sex shop incident. The next time had been when she’d dropped off part of the sex shop order on her way home. She’d stayed for coffee with Jolie and I but it had started raining hard and I had given her a lift home. She’d kissed me to say thank you, but on the lips. The next time she had dropped off the last part of the sex shop order, an anal sex doll in a stand for me. It turned out to be a male doll much to my surprise and I had been a bit sharp with her. Kylie had made me apologise and we had hugged and this time I kissed her and invited her to dinner with us tonight to say sorry. Since then I had frequented the coffee shop where she worked part time on several occasions and each time she had taken her break and come to chat to me. She was sharp as a tack and had some incisive thoughts on my Silver Cauldron stories and had made some interesting suggestions for future storylines and character developments. She had a ready smile and when she laughed I noticed her pale blue eyes more and her breasts less.

Then two days ago Jolie had been driving home from work in a sudden downpour and had noticed Lucy pushing her electric scooter that had apparently died in the rain. She had stopped and picked her and the dead scooter up and brought them home with her. Lucy was drenched and shivering and Jolie had bundled her into a hot shower and put her clothes in the dryer. She had appeared some 15 minutes later in an oversized T shirt that Jolie used as a nighty. It showed off her long legs and allowed me to see her breasts unfettered for the first time. They looked incredibly firm and jutted proudly from her small frame. She padded up to where I was sitting on a bar stool and began trying to brush her slightly damp blond hair. My eyes widened as the movement caused her breasts to jiggle under the loose T shirt. I deliberately looked up at her face, conscious that I was ogling, to discover her watching me. She’d caught me and I felt blood go to my face and to my cocklet as it strained to erect in its cage. She looked at the hairbrush to pull some loose hair from the bristles and I stole another glance to see her nipples stiffening. I looked up and she caught me again. I jumped off the stool and reached for the hairbrush, “Jump up here Lucy and let me do that before you catch me staring at your amazing breasts again.”

She giggled and hopped up onto the stool with her back to me. It was a pleasantly intimate feeling as I stood behind her and brushed her long, pale blond hair. She had tilted her head back slightly and her eyes were closed, clearly enjoying the experience once the knots were out. I got the feeling that no one did this for her at home. I felt a surge of tenderness for her and I winced as I caught another knot,

“Sorry Lucy, shall I stop now?”

“No, honestly its nice.”

But I heard the catch in her voice and notice her dab the towel at her eyes. I came around in front of her and put a hand on her shoulder.

“What’s wrong sweetheart, did I hurt you?”

“No its nothing like that, I’m not sure I can explain it to you. Not yet anyway.”

I just kissed the top of her head, “Would you like some more coffee?”

“No thank you,” she smiled weakly.

I went back to brushing her hair for a couple more minutes until Jolie came back carrying a bundle of dried clothes. I saw the girls exchange a meaningful look.

“I think these are dry now, honey. You can get dressed in the bathroom when you’re ready, but there’s no rush. Just drop the towel and T shirt in the hamper. Paul will take you home when you’re ready to go but you’re welcome to stay for supper.”

“I texted my Mum to tell her I was OK, but I need to go, thanks for the offer.”

She took the clothes from Jolie’s arms and went upstairs. Jolie told me quickly that they had had a moment of intimacy upstairs and she would tell me more later.

Lucy had reappeared a few minutes later and stood awkwardly for a moment before she seemed to come to a decision. She suddenly went to Jolie and hugged her tightly.

“Thanks for picking me up and drying my clothes Jolie, and for being so nice to me.”

“You’re a lovely girl Lucy and its always a pleasure to see you. I hope you’re still coming for dinner on Saturday.”

“Yes please, I love Italian food and Paul says you’re a great cook.”

I fished in a pocket and produced a USB drive.

“Lucy would you take a look at this for me?”

She took it from me with a puzzled expression, “Sure, but what’s on it?”

“Its the Latest Silver Cauldron story. I just finished it this afternoon. No one else has seen it yet so don’t share it with the fan club. Tell me what you think when you come on Saturday.”

She beamed with pleasure, “Oh wow, yes I’d love to, but are you sure?”

“Of course I’m sure, you know the characters as well as I do and you might recognise some of the story elements we’ve been discussing in the coffee shop.”

She flung her arms around my neck and hugged me before pulling back and looking at me wide eyed.

“For God’s sake kiss him Lucy, before you spontaneously combust in my kitchen.”

She stood on tiptoe and kissed me gently, without tongues, but a proper kiss not a peck and I kissed her back.

She stepped back looking guiltily at Jolie.

“Sorry Jolie, I got carried away.”

“Don’t be silly, look at his face, you’ve made his day,” she laughed.

I put the dead scooter in the back of the Range Rover and drove Lucy home. She held the USB stick reverently the whole time as if it were a precious artefact. When we got to her house she reached for my hand as she pecked my cheek.

“Thanks Paul, for the ride and for this,” she held up the USB drive, “I’ll read it tonight.”

By the time I had her scooter unloaded her father was at the door scowling.

“Who the hell is this?”

Before I could answer Lucy blurted, “He’s a regular customer from the coffee shop Daddy. My scooter broke down and he saw me walking and gave me a lift home.”

“Thanks,” he grunted in my direction, before barking at his daughter, “Now you get inside and help your mother.”

I had driven away with a slightly uneasy feeling, he was treating his adult daughter like a child who’d misbehaved. When I got home Jolie had supper ready and was plating some for Kylie, who was on lates at the gym.

“That was a really thoughtful thing you did husband, she was made up.”

“I knew she’d get a kick out of it, but the fact is she really knows the characters and she’s very sharp. I’m convinced she’ll do a really good proof read.”

“We had a bit of a moment upstairs. She let me feel her big tits and she had a little cum when I played with her nipples. It was her first experience with a girl. I explained the nature of our little threesome. She confessed that she fancied Kylie and I, and she has a major crush on you. I told her you really like her and gave her the green light if the situation arises. I said we are all happy to share each other and it works because we love each other and there is no deception. I hope that was OK.”

I took her in my arms and kissed her thoroughly.

“Kylie rang while you were out. When I told her what had happened she called me a little slut. Apparently it made our little dominant horny and she wants me naked when she gets home. Something about nailing me to the mattress. She says she wants you bound and out of your cage with your submissive head on and I’m not to let you cum if we start without her.”

An hour later Kylie had arrived home. Jolie and I were kissing on the bed naked as we heard her climb the stairs. I was on my back with my hands bound behind me and Jolie was slowly rubbing her wet pussy on my thigh. She had lubed my cock and was stroking me slowly. Kylie came in and retrieved the strapless dildo from the bedside drawer.

“Get her ready Paul, I’m going to teach this little slut she doesn’t grope other girls without permission.”

Jolie looked at me startled, “Lick me baby please, make me really wet, she’s really wound up.”

Kylie took the big feeldoe with her into the bathroom and I heard her undress followed by lube squirting and a grunt as she inserted the blunt end of the dildo into herself. Jolie had rolled onto her hands and knees clutching a pillow, her bottom high in the air and her pussy presented for attention. I could see she was excited but a little scared. I crouched behind her upturned haunches. This was my favourite view of her cunny, legs spread wide and everything on show. Her labia were already gaping and wet and her clit was straining under its hood. I leaned forward and breathed in the scent of aroused pussy. I felt a rush of hormones and my cock throbbed as I placed my mouth over her hairless pouch and pushed my tongue into her, drawing out more secretions. She moaned deeply and rotated her pelvis, arching her back to make herself as accessible as efficient. I lapped at her spreading her wetness and plunging my tongue in to draw out more. Her hips began to buck against me and the urge to mount her became irresistible. With my hands bound behind me it was awkward but but I got into position behind her perfect little bottom and pressed my aching willy against her soaking slit. The angle was wrong as my cocklet was up against my tummy, so I rutted in her crease.

“Careful baby, you mustn’t cum tonight, we want you carrying a full load for Lucy.”

“Please Joles, I want you so much, put it in for me.”

“I know, I know sweetie, but my cunny is Kylie’s and I want her big cock in me now, not your little willy.”

Kylie marched out of the bathroom, the big black feeldoe wet with lube and waggling as she walked. I groaned and moved out of the way. She climbed up onto the bed and seized Jolie by the hair and smacked her bottom several times on each cheek, hard enough to make her yelp.

“You know what that’s for, you little bitch,” she snarled, making Jolie cry out as she mounted her with a single thrust. She pulled her hair forcing her head back and arching her back as she fucked Jolie’s upturned slit. Jolie was grunting with every thrust and Kylie was slapping her bottom hard with her free hand. I was alarmed and considering intervening when Jolie looked across at me. Her eyes were glazed and her mouth was slack with lust, her nipples hard as bullets. Kylie pounded her hard, her tummy smacking against Jolie’s bottom with each stroke.

“Don’t you dare go with another girl without asking me first, you little slut,” she panted, “Who’s little slut are you?”

“I’m yours Kylie, fuck your little slut, fuck me hard.”

Kylie let go of Jolie’s hair, dropping forward onto her back to reach under her and maul her flat chest.

“Tell me again, who’s are you?”

“I’m yours, only yours baby. Harder, make me cum.”

Kylie slid a hand down to her lover’s clitoris. Jolie grabbed my hand and looked at me as she orgasmed, her hips bucking erratically as Kylie pounded her. Kylie kept fucking hard as she approached her own climax. Suddenly she stopped with dildo fully buried in her lover. She ground her clitoris against Jolie’s perineum, her hips twitching and jerking as she gasped her way through her orgasm.

She collapsed onto her lover’s back, kissing her cheek. They lay motionless for a moment. Jolie still had hold of my hand and pulled me into a kiss.

“You know it will be worth it when we let you.”

Kylie stroked Jolie’s hair, “God Joles that was intense, did I hurt you?”

“Not sure I should tell you this, but that really turned me on. That side of you is exciting because I know you would never hurt me. At the time I wanted it when you spanked me, but my bum’s a bit sore now.”

Kylie leant across to the bedside drawer and reached for some moisturiser. She kissed each little buttock before applying cream and gently rubbing it in. After a few minutes of this Jolie was lifting her bottom and her legs parted revealing a moisture laden slit. Kylie kissed the base of her spine slowly working her way up until she was nuzzling Jolie’s neck. Jolie turned her head and they kissed. She arched her back and parted her thighs further.

“Do you want me?”

“Always,” Kylie husked.

“Then take me, but this time don’t fuck me, make love to me.”

Kylie added more lube to the feeldoe and entered her gently. I watched them as they made love, gradually exciting each other more and more. I was rock hard and tried to rub my willy on Kylie’s leg.

“Use your dolly Paul, that’s what its for,” Kylie husked, her face buried in my wife’s hair.

I went over to where the Alex doll was mounted in its stand. I struggled with my hands bound, but eventually I gasped as I entered the tight pretend anus. I began to thrust slowly, trying to make myself last. I felt myself getting close, and slowed still further, my breathing was ragged as my excitement mounted. I opened my eyes to see both girls watching me. They had turned around and Jolie was kneeling facing me, with Kylie fucking her from behind.

“Don’t cum sweetie, edge for us.”

Kylie was bucking her hips rapidly, her arms wrapped around her girlfriend pulling her close. Jolie had reached behind her searching for Kylie’s clit. A couple of times I had to keep perfectly still, trembling at the threshold of ejaculation.

“Not yet baby, nearly there,” Jolie’s voice was shaking as she held off, waiting for Kylie.

“Yes, yes,” Kylie hissed as Jolie found the hard little nub.

“We’re going to cum baby,” gasped Jolie, “Pull out now, you’re not allowed to cum tonight, save it for Lucy.”

With a cry of dismay I stopped moving, trying to hold off what I was sure would be a enormous orgasm, the tight ridges of the imitation anus gripping my undersized cock so tightly.

“Pull out now and don’t cum or we’ll keep you locked up when Lucy is here on Saturday,” Kylie said through clenched teeth.

The girls came together, gasping and shaking as they collapsed forward onto the bed. I managed to ease back out without ejaculating. I joined them on the bed as their breathing returned to ordinary and they rolled aside to make a space for me between them.

“Fucking hell girls that was really mean, I was so close, you’ve no idea how much I wanted to do it. When you sent me to the dolly I was sure you were going to let me.”

The girls pulled me down between them smothering me with kisses. Jolie held me while Kylie went into the ensuite.

“Sorry baby, you know it turns us on to deny you.”

She reached for my rigid cocklet and held it gently.

“Oh, your so hard – does it hurt?”

“Its aching and my balls are bursting.”

Kylie returned with a flannel and lay next to me. She placed it on my swollen cock and balls and it was very cold. She gently applied it to my swollen willy and I sighed with relief as my erection began to subside.

“Was that a torment too far sweetie?” she grinned. “I promise that some day you can be the first and only man to put his willy in my pussy if you’d like that.”

“Yes, you know I’d love that, but don’t make me hard again.”

Jolie stared at her slack jawed. “But you’re a top and a lesbian! You don’t get fucked.”

“Paul’s different, I love him. If I can take the blunt end of the feeldoe I can take his little willy. And I didn’t say he could fuck me, I said he could put it in me. If its OK with you of course.”

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I was brought back to the present by the oven timer telling me the croissants were ready. I grabbed the glove and retrieved them setting them on the rack to cool. I finished setting the breakfast bar and the girls appeared just as I was sliding onto one of the barstools. Jolie was dressed and groomed and smirking to herself. Kylie was in yesterday’s t shirt and her panties.

“Little witch locked me out of the bathroom when I went to get clean knickers,” she pretended to pout, “I’d put everything in there for after my shower.”