Absolute freedom (Reserved for BF)

[Biker_Faerie]

By the time Mike returned from the loo Henry had already left for the bedroom

Mike was keen but Felicity delayed him as long as she could to give Henry time to clear up. When his text came, Felicity passed it off as another new year wellwisher.

“On our way up,” she texted back.

She led Mike up the stairs and into her bedroom. Looking around she was relieved to see that all signs of Henry had been removed. One of her dresses had been hung on the wardrobe door though and she presumed that Henry must be inside. Felicity felt excitement at the thought of him watching what she was about to do.

She turned to Mike and told him,

“Before we start. Just so you know. This is just a casual fuck. I’m not looking for happily ever after. So there’s no need to hang around afterwards.

“Suits me fine,” Mike told her, happy they were on the same wavelength.

In one swift move Mike pulled felicity’s dress off over her head, leaving her standing there in her delicate bra and panties.

“Very nice,” Mike told her, standing back and taking her all in.

“I’m glad you like,” she countered, moving in closer for a kiss while at the same time undoing his belt and letting his trousers fall to the floor.

She ran her fingers teasingly over the briefs which Mike’s cock was now straining at ,then got down on her knees pulling them round his ankles as she did.

Mikes cock was a decent size. Bigger than you’d have expected for a man his height and build and certainly bigger than Henry. She teased him with her tongue, circling the crown then licking the head before finally taking his thick cock into her mouth.

Cupping his balls she gave Mike the most enthusiastic blow job she’d ever given anyone. It would have been enough to make many men cum but Mike just seemingly took it in his stride.

Then, pushing her onto her back on the bed he knelt over her, undid her bra then pulled down her panties before kneeling between her thighs and tonguing her.

A lot of guys didn’t like giving oral, but Mike seemed to relish the task. He knew what he was doing too and he was so much better at it than Henry. He went straight for the clitoris and soon had Felicity’s nub hard. Then he played with it until Felicity knew she was on the way to a climax.

“That’s good baby. Nobody ever does this for me first. Make me cum and I’ll be your little slut. You can do me any way you want. “

With that Felicity closed her eyes and let Mike work his magic. As her orgasm approached her hips began to wiggle more until she felt Mike’s iron grip pinning her down, leaving her with nowhere to go other than let him bring her off.

Mike kept her climaxing until eventually her clitoris became desensitised and only then did he stop. Endorphins flowed around her body, telling her what a good job she was doing as she lay there regaining her composure

“That was fantastic,” she told him.

“Did you really mean what you said,” Mike asked laughing

“Yes.” She told him

“So I can have you any way I want?”

“Of course. Anyway you want. What’s it going to be?”

 

[Dannyeight]

Felicity's text was so casual - 'on our way up.'

It couldn't have been anything else given the urgency, but something in the way that her impending fidelity was being treated so trivially dug deep into Henry's masochistic insecurities, and he read it over and over again as he listened to them climb the stairs towards him.

Only when he heard them reach the bedroom door did he switch his phone off completely, ensuring that it could make no sound or light while he hid naked in the wardrobe.

His breath was deliberately shallow, making it silent as he watched the scene of wittoldry unfolding before his eyes through the inch-wide gap in the door.

Within him, that now-familiar cocktail of emotions was churning around in his brain again - the anger and insane jealousy causing him to want to burst out of his hiding place and beat the unwitting Mike to a pulp, whilst the acute arousal and fascination fought for him to stay.

His cock throbbed as he watched Flick and her lover.

To his delight, Flick asserted that this was to be a 'casual fuck', and those words too brought his emotions to a tumultuous boil. She was eager to give Mike something so very intimite and precious for free, with no strings attached, whilst Henry himself had had no sexual gratification at all for the last three weeks. She had not explicitly banned him from orgasming, but he had seen it as a mark of respect for their teetering relationship that he would not do so unless she wanted it.

He watched as Mike deftly whipped Felicity's dress over her head, and suddenly she stood before him wearing nothing but her scanty bra and pants, and the game of tease was over. Suddenly there was no doubt in anyone's mind that this was going to lead to sex.

He normally hated the word 'slut', given it's unfair negative connotation, but tonight it suddenly seemed powerful, like a badge that a daring girl could wear, proud of her ability to seduce men and enjoy casual sex without shame. He dared to think of his perfect Felicity as being a slut for Mike tonight.

Mike seemed to appreciate Flick's toned body. He drank in the sight of her and praised her with a genuine and appreciative tone, and Flick, always one to cherish a compliment, kissed him passionately in what Henry thought to be her first physical act of giving herself to him. He exhaled softly and wrapped a hand around his throbbing cock.

Then, just moments later, Flick sank to her knees before her casual pick-up, and in the same motion, scooped the man's underpants down to his ankles. His cock jutted out towards her, fat and heavy.

Henry watched, cock in hand, as his beloved girlfriend took Mike's cock between her lips and began to suck on it.

Now, suddenly, the potent reality of cuckoldry hit him. Until now his fantasies of seeing Flick fucked played out like a porn movie, with a start and a finish and a bunch of sex in between, but now he saw the lips he kissed every morning wrapped around the sweaty meat of another man, and felt an unexpected anxiety of seeing her with with a cock that was clearly bigger than his own.

She'd never complained about the size of his cock - no one had, but knowing Flick, she was bound to use the comparison as a way to tease him in the future.

To his credit, Mike withstood the kind of blowjob that would have defeated Henry within minutes. Felicity certainly looked to be trying her best to conquer her lover by bringing him to an early edge - as she often did with Henry, but the man took what she gave him, groaning and moaning for long minutes, but never calling out his need to cum.

Then Mike did something unexpected. He removed the remnants of her clothing - the 'slutty' bra and panties that Henry had bought for her to look sexy in, tossed them aside like rags, and went down on Felicity, gorging himself on the pussy that had been wet for him all evening.

Henry could see her lovely face, a picture of contentment and joy, her body writhing gently under his touch, her hips rising to meet his mouth. Then she spoke... 'Make me cum and I’ll be your little slut. You can do me any way you want.'

Henry released his cock just in time to prevent a little accident. She was actually offering to be a slut for Mike.... using the exact word that had excited Henry just minutes earlier, and offering something that she did not offer to him... If it was just Henry and Felicity tonight, she would be doing anything that she wanted.

Slowly, carefully, he reintroduced his hand to his aching cock, allowing himself a few slow tugs as Felicity responded to Mike's expert attention, moaning and shifting as she neared her climax. Finally he watched, transfixed, as her eyes closed tightly and her mouth formed into an 'o', and she shuddered through a long, loud orgasm.

Henry let go of his cock again.

Flick rested for a long time, and Henry was sure that the night was over, at least for Mike. It wasn't uncommon for Felicity to frustrate Henry at times like this, just for fun, by rolling over to sleep.

But tonight Flick seemed dead set on frustrating Henry in another way.

She looked radiant - more beautiful than ever as she lay naked on their bed, her skin glossy with sweat, her legs spread wide in invitation, her pussy drenched with his saliva and her own copious juices... and she reiterated her promise that he could take her anyway he wanted.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

“So I can have you any way I want?”

“Of course. Anyway you want. What’s it going to be?”

“Well, I’ve already had one hole. I guess that just leaves two to go,” Mike replied, chuckling.

Felicity hadn’t expected the answer. It had been a couple of years since she’d had anal sex with a boy at Uni. Neither of them really knew what they were doing and the results hadn’t been enjoyable, so she’d never done it again. In the early days of their relationship Henry had suggested doing it, but she’d quickly made a point of telling him that wasn’t ever going to happen.

But a deal was a deal and Felicity wasn’t going to go back on it.

“I’ll need some lube,” Mike told her.

“Sure,”’she said retrieving a tube she kept in the bedside drawer for when Henry couldn’t get her moist.

Back in Uni the boy had just used the juice from her pussy and a bit of spit before pushing his cock into her rectum. But maybe lubricant had been the missing ingredient.

“Lie on your tummy and spread your legs,” Mike told her.

Felicity did as instructed then waited. She felt a cold dribble of lube on her rectum then Mike’s fingers began to rub it in. It was was a revelation. The nerve endings in her rosebud tingled and she couldn’t help giggling.

“That’s nice,” she told Mike.

Then she felt a finger slip into her rectum. Her muscles clenched around it for a moment then relaxed as Mike gently fucked her with it. Soon it was joined by a second finger and then, after more lube, a third. Far from enduring the process she found herself enjoying it.

Then Mike pulled her up by the hips and set her on her knees. Felicity thought he was going to stick his cock in her arse but then she remembered he’d wanted to do all of her holes. His cock slipped into her pussy and he began to fuck her. With one hand he grabbed one of her breasts roughly and squeezed her nipple tightly

“Frig yourself,” he told her. “Make yourself cum you little bitch.”

Felicity felt owned in a way like she’d never experienced before and she frigged herself hard as Mike pounded her for all he was worth. But when she started to climax he pulled out of her then roughly pushed her down onto the bed. Before she’d known what he was doing, Mike had slathered his cock in lube then slid it into her rectum.

For a moment she felt pain but she kept frigging herself as he began to fuck her arse. His cock was big and he filled her up completely, stretching her. But he didn’t last long though and soon she felt his cock go into spasm as he emptied his seed into her back passage.

“Your a real cumslut baby,” he moaned after he’d finished cumming.

Felicity was pleased with the compliment. As she lay there with the full weight of his body now resting on her it was hard to argue with Mike’s assessment of her.

“That was amazing honey,” she told him. “Nobody’s done that to me before.”

 

[Dannyeight]

It wasn't so much Mike's suggestion that he wanted to fuck Felicity in both her ass and her pussy that surprised Henry, as the fact that Felicity agreed without hesitation.

She didn't like anal sex and had made that very clear early on in their relationship. He'd always wanted to try it, and thought that Felicity was the kind of adventurous girl who would give it a go, but in the end he resigned himself to the fact that it was never going to happen.

And now he was watching a relative stranger fingering her little asshole with lube, and she actually seemed to be enjoying it! She lay, compliantly on her front with her legs spread and her perfect ass presented for him, giggling like a school girl.

Suddenly it occurred to Henry that maybe Felicity did enjoy anal sex all along? It wouldn't surprise him if she had been keeping that pleasure from him just for fun... just to give herself the power of denial.

He rubbed his cock ever-so-slowly as Mike continued to enjoy the liberty of Flicks willing compliance, and tried to imagine what it must feel like for Mike to have his fingers clenched by her hot rectum.

Then, suddenly, Mike hauled her onto her knees and slammed his big cock into her pussy, and yet again Felicity responded in a way that surprised Henry. She seemed to push back against Mike, thrusting herself back to meet his animalistic assault, her pussy eager to be used and filled by his greedy cock.

Furthermore, Henry watched with excited disbelief as Mike ordered Flick to rub herself off white he fucked her, and once again Flick complied immediately, rubbing her clitoris like a filthy, wanton slut. She let Mike treat her like a rag doll, like an object to be used and abused, like a brainwashed cum slut... and she seemed to be enjoying it!

The gnawing feeling of jealousy seemed to leave Henry's body now, and his consciousness condensed to a glorious feeling of utter depravity as he crouched, silent and naked in the wardrobe, and the intoxicating thrill of seeing his beautiful girlfriend behaving like a whore as her lover fucked her bareback.

He let go of his cock entirely, and just in time. An orgasmic throb pulsed through his cock as Mike, feeling that Felicity was convulsing into her orgasm, suddenly thrust her down, flat onto the bed, and forced his big cock into her little asshole.

She was facing towards him and he thought for a moment that she might be trying to spy him through the small crack in the door, but when Mike began to bugger her tight hole her eyes became distant.

Henry could have watched the spectacle before him for hours, but all too soon Mike tensed, his back arched, his torso supported on his straight arms, hands upon Felucity's shoulder blades, pushing her into the mattress. He gave a few, powerful half-thrusts to her ass while he ejaculated deep into her bowel.

A moment of silence passed as Henry tried hard not to breathe too loudly or move a muscle, and Mike settled his sweating body down onto Felicity, pinning her down with his weight and his still-hard cock sheathed in her pretty ass.

Then, finally, Felicity focused her eyes again and seemed to be looking directly at Henry as she said, “That was amazing honey, nobody’s done that to me before.”

Henry sighed silently, his cock bobbing and leaking, his body trembling as he waited for Felicity to dismiss her one-night stand so that Henry could bury himself deep in her slutty wet cunt.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Felicity felt Mike going soft inside her, then his cock popped out of her rectum followed by a trickle of cum and lube. Mike dismounted, then lay next to her and let out a sigh of contentment. She rolled off her tummy and onto her side so that she could look at him.

"I know i said I'm not looking for happily ever after," she told him, "but you don't have to go if you don't want to. You could stay and fuck me in the morning if you wanted."

Mike considered the offer for a moment

"Sure, why not," he replied.

The two of them kissed tenderly and Felicity found herself surprisingly attracted to the man.

"I'll just go and clean myself up though," he told her.

Mike got up and walked into the en-suite bathroom, leaving Felicity alone for a moment.

She looked over to the wardrobe and opened her legs wide to give Henry a view of her pussy then a smile came over her face.

"Mike, Mike, come quickly," she shouted.

Mike appeared, eager to find out what all the commotion was about.

"Something just moved in the wardrobe," she told him.

Mike walked towards the wardrobe and carefully opened one of the doors.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Mike chuckled looking at the naked Henry.

"Henry what are you doing?" Felicity asked in shocked surprise.

 

[Dannyeight]

Henry was dismayed to hear Flick offer Mike a bed for the night. When would he ever get the chance to bury his aching cock in her hot, used pussy?... and he so desperately needed to empty his pent up spunk into her.

He thought that there was a possibility that he might be trapped in the wardrobe all night - Felicity would certainly find that funny, but when Mike headed for the en-suite to clean himself up, Henry thought that his opportunity had aiived.

He should have seized the chance as soon as it presented itself, but for a moment Henry was captivated by the sight of his beloved, cheating girlfriend as she opened her legs for him.

Her pussy was still gaping, still flushed red, still slick with her juices. Totally fuckable. The view reminded him of the night at the Christmas party when he returned to their room to find her pussy had been used by his CEO, Jon Mallard, only this time the lucky bastard's spunk was oozing from her anus rather than her pussy. He had never seen her asshole fucked before, and it too enticed him by gaping in invitation.

He was ready to sneak from the wardrobe when Felicity smiled wickedly and began screaming for Mike's attention.

"Mike, Mike, come quickly, something just moved in the wardrobe,"

To Henry's horror, Mike immediately investigated, opening the ajar door to find Henry crouching within, his body naked, his cock wilting but still engorged.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Mike chuckled.

Henry was mortified. He remained silent in the wardrobe for a torturous moment, then felt that he had no choice but to climb out and stand before them.

Recognising the possibility that Mike might become violent, Henry straightened himself up to stand a good few inches taller than the city boy, and ensured that his stature displayed his muscle definition as best as possible without actually posing.

Still, his humiliation was such that he momentarily considered shopping Felicity for her part in the perverted game. He'd almost formed the words in his mouth when Felicity added, "Henry what are you doing?"

This was enough to tell Henry that she wanted him to suffer all of the humiliation on his own. The intonation in her voice was that of shocked disbelief, but Henry could also detect the enjoyment and sexual arousal that she derived from being cruel.

"I... I'm sorry," Henry stammered, "I... I just wanted to watch... you know... with you two being so... 'intimate' all night..."

Mike studied Henry. Under different circumstances he might have pushed such a peeping Tom around, then out off the room, just to show Felicity what a 'man' he was, but Henry, even in his naked, sorrowful state, seemed a little too formidable.

They faced off, both naked, their cocks both engorged but wilting, the greater length and girth of Mike's manhood more obvious to Feliclty now.

"Wow!" Mike finally exclaimed, "what a loser! You think that's ok? To spy on your landlady? I mean... how often do you do this?"

"This is the first time!" Henry confessed truthfully, though he was aware that Mike had no justification to believe this. Then, for some reason that bewildered even Henry, he added "I haven't cum for three weeks!"

Mike howled with amusement.

"You got dumped by your girlfriend and haven't spunked since?! That's just too much!"

Henry glanced miserably at Felicity for emotional support, and Mike mistook this for genuine remorse.

"I'll tell you what," Mike said, "Felicity and I are going to spend the rest of the night together..."

He turned to Felicity.

"Shall we let him watch or maybe tie him to his bed for the night?... or would you rather he cleaned us up first?"

Henry's cock had erected even before Mike had finished speaking.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

"Shall we let him watch or maybe tie him to his bed for the night?... or would you rather he cleaned us up first?"

“Let’s tie him to the bed. I’ve got just the thing to do it with too,” Felicity chuckled.

From under the bed she produced a starter bondage kit that Henry had bought her as a valentine’s present. The box was still unopened though, as Felicity had had no intention of ever letting Henry use it on her.

Inside were four cuffs and some rope ties, as well as a gag and a blindfold.

“Lie down,” Felicity instructed

Henry obeyed meekly and Felicity and Mike got to work cuffing and tying him to the four corners of the bed. He didn’t resist, in fact looking at the state of his erection it looked like he was enjoying himself. The guy was more of a pervert than Felicity had realised. But felicity had a plan.

From the bottom drawer of her bedside table felicity produced a vibrating dildo that she used to pleasure herself with sometimes when she was alone.

“That should do it,” she chuckled handing Mike the dildo. “There’s no need to be as considerate with him as you were with me.”

Felicity then mounted Henry’s face then leaned back on the headboard so that Henry could only tongue her anus.

“Lick it all out,” she told Henry as she watched Mike lube the dildo then push it into Henry’s ass.

 

[Dannyeight]

Henry did not protests when Felicity declared that he should be tied to the bed. In truth, that seemed like one of the better alternatives to being made to 'clean them up' - he knew exactly what Mike was insinuating by that, and the thought repulsed him.

He laid on his back as instructed, and spread himself out while Felicity tore open a bongade kit that she had previously shown no interest in. In hind sight, his callow hopes during their early relationship that he might convince Felicity to sub for him were pitifully naive.

It did not take Felicity and Mike long to have Henry completely restrained, and he then realised that he found being helpless quite arousing. Suddenly Mike, whom Henry considered the be his weaker rival, was in a position to do anything he liked to him, and Felicity... she was selfish enough to exploit the situation, and therefore dangerous.

He lay in anticipation, hoping that Felicity might wank him, or at least hold his aching cock and balls while she knelt over his body and Mike pummelled her from behind.

He panicked, however, when Felicity wickedly tossed Mike one of her vibrating dildos and suggested that he used it in Henry. He had never had fantasies about being buggered - whether by a woman with a strap-on or a dildo, and tensed against his bonds, trying to close his legs.

Felicity knelt astride him with her back to his face, then, to his disgust, rocked back. Her anus touched down on his mouth and her sticky, cum smeared cleft engulfed his nose. He tried to twist his head, but there was no way of avoiding the flow of semen that now oozed from her used ass into his mouth, and he found himself tasting the filthy deposit of another man's ecstacy.

Felicity had now made her desire clear, and Henry's cock stiffened at the humiliation. He extended his tongue, probing her gaping ass, eating the sticky creampie. He let out a subconscious moan as Felicity commanded him to “Lick it all out"

Henry's degradation was almost compete when he felt Mike press the blunt, lubricated tip of the dildo against his virgin ass hole, then proceed to force its length into his rectum.

Henry uttered a groan into Felicity's ass, which seemed to please her, as the sharp pain of penetration burned his stretched hole. His senses concentrated down on the feeling of being invaded by the unforgiving silicone.

Then the rapidly vibrating dildo nudged his prostate.

Henry thrashed violently, unable to discern between the pleasure and the pain. He groaned into Flick's sloppy hole and raised his hips as much as his bonds would allow.

Mike laughed and began to batter the slickened dildo against Henry's prostate.

And then, to Henry's utter, utter shame, his untouched cock began to spasm in orgasm, sending weak spurts of cum in all directions and emptying his blue balls.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Felicity had enjoyed sitting on Henry’s face more than she’d expected to. The sensation of his tongue darting into the hole that Mike had only minutes earlier fucked excited her and when Henry moaned the vibrations had gone through her.

She’d watched as Mike had lubed up the dildo then unceremoniously pushed it into Henry’s anus. He’d smarted at the pain of its insertion but nothing could hide the sight of Henry’s erect cock as Mike began to fuck him with the oversized dildo. Felicity hadn’t expected what came next though.

In almost no time at all Henry had ejaculated, spraying cum across his belly and chest. It wasn’t just a dribble either. There was plenty of it, as if he’d been saving it up for a special occasion.

Felicity lifted herself off Henry’s face then stood by the side of the bed and, using her fingers to scoop up the cum, fed it back to him.

“Open wide,’ she told him as she pushed her fingers into his mouth. “Now lick it off.”

It took several scoops before Henry’s torso had been scraped clean of cum.

“You enjoyed being fucked, didn’t you?” she asked

She gave Henry’s leaking, wilting penis a squeeze then smeared the cum from her hand across his face.

“Why don’t we go back to your place?” She suggested to Mike. Giving Henry’s balls a hard slap. “Then we can fuck without being disturbed by dirty little perverts.”

“Sure,” Mike agreed.

“And I don’t want to see you here when I get back,” she told Henry.

It was two days before Felicity returned.

 

[Dannyeight]

Henry could not quite believe what had just happened to him.

He wasn't surprised by Mike's actions - Mike seemed perfectly happy to be complicit in Flick's game, and probably still believed that she was humiliating Henry as his landlady in revenge for him spying on her. He wasn't entirely surprised by Flick's actions either - he suspected that she enjoyed giving herself to other men and humiliating Henry to boot. He was, however, surprised by himself.

The act of eating another man's sperm from Flicks ass had been disgusting, and being fed his own cum was not much better, but being made to do it by a slutty and sexually self-centred woman was thrilling beyond words.

The vibrating dildo had been a painful and unwelcome intrusion into his own ass, but the vibration on his prostate was magnificent, and the resulting orgasm was an absolute tempest of feelings. The shock, humiliation and relief of his first spurt after so many weeks of abstinence seemed to force the next squirt out of him, and the orgasm seemed self perpetuating after that until he was utterly drained.

When she asked, somewhat rhetorically, if he'd enjoyed being fucked, he could only nod his pathetic admission, and when she slapped him hard on the balls it seemed like the ultimate demonstration of a woman's sexual dominance of a man. He wondered if she'd enjoyed it as much as he had.

He slept fitfully, knowing that Felicity was now in bed with her casual pickup, and to his surprise, woke very late in the afternoon.

He replayed the sight of Flick being fucked by Mike over and over in his mind ‐ the sound of her moaning and the slapping of flesh on flesh, the smell of sex that filled the air. He wished that he'd had the foresight to video them, but, without any footage from that night, he opened the image of Flick's fucked pussy from the night of the Christmas party, and wrapped her 'slutty' panties around his cock as he masturbated time and time again.

He thought about her imperious subjugation of him, and the way in which she had blossomed as she humiliated him.

Finally he sent her a message, humbling as it was.

'I really enjoyed last night. You were amazing. Please don't leave me.'

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Felicity arrived back at her apartment the day after New Year's Day. She'd had fun with Mike but fun was all that it had been, for both of them. Which was fine. She'd let him fuck her any way he'd wanted and she'd surprised herself at what a slut she could be for the right man. In truth, she was a bit sore now and needed a few days rest to recover

When she got home the apartment was gloriously empty. Henry must have gone back to his own apartment like she'd told him to. He'd been spending too much time at her apartment she thought and, right now, she needed her own space.

Henry had texted her while she'd been at Mike's, begging her not to leave him. Poor, pathetic, Henry. She had him where she wanted, she just wasn't sure whether she really wanted him at all. As she luxuriated in the bath she began to wonder how far she could push him. So she decided it would be fun to find out.

'I really enjoyed last night. You were amazing. Please don't leave me," had been his last text.

"You like watching other men fuck me. And you like being degraded too, don't you?" she typed.

She pressed send then followed it up with another message.

"So i want you to find me a couple of men for me this weekend. There are plenty of sites on the internet so it shouldn't be too hard. Send me some profiles and I'll decide who the lucky two are. As a reward I'll let you watch."

 

[Dannyeight]

It was evening.

Henry had waited all day for some sort of response from Felicity, but nothing had arrived - not a DM, not a post, not a call. He'd spent his day back at his own apartment, half-heartedly keeping himself occupied with domestic chores... conscious that his anus still felt bruised... thinking about what she might be allowing the city jerk to be doing to her.

He'd hoped that she might surprise him by turning up unannounced at his flat, taking his face in her hands and guiding it down towards her crotch. He fantasised about what her pussy might look like after two days of sex, and of her rubbing it in his face, cumming as she humiliated him with the evidence of her infidelity.

His phone pinged.

Her message read "You like watching other men fuck me. And you like being degraded too, don't you?".

It made him hard, but also threw him into a spin. He had started to type a reply of fertive acquiesce when another message appeared.

"So I want you to find me a couple of men for me this weekend. There are plenty of sites on the internet so it shouldn't be too hard. Send me some profiles and I'll decide who the lucky two are. As a reward I'll let you watch."

Henry was aware that his heart was pounding in his chest. He sat, stunned, his thoughts trying to crystallise in jelly. Finally, he deleted his draft and sent a simple response.

'Yes Flick. I'll do that.'

He reeled for a while longer, and added, 'Thank you.'

It was easy to find websites that offered potential lovers for Felicity - too easy, perhaps, as the choice was quickly overwhelming. He spent hours on websites and in forums, diving into rabbit holes and swimming around in circles until, eventually, he came upon a site that seemed to offer just what he needed. It was UK based, not too flashy, packed with forums and advice boards, and actually had profiles of men and women in open relationships.

He uploaded a profile with a few discreet pictures of Felicity and himself together - only visible to paying members, and tried hard not to masturbate as he tagged himself as a Cuck and Felicity as a Hotwife. Then he posted a brief advert:

'Good looking cuckold couple seek well hung men for intimate play this weekend. Hotwife wishes for a threesome while cuckold watches, so applicants must be comfortable with sharing. Can accommodate.'

He specified age, location, orientation and endless other filters, then he collapsed onto his bed as the sun rose to illuminate his thin curtains.

It was mid afternoon before he woke, and the daylight was already beginning to dim before he'd even had the chance to see it. He opened up his laptop and wiggled the mouse to life. The screen lit the room with images of happy couples on the MyOpenMarriage home page, and he clicked on the small image of an envelope that was now decorated by a little notification bubble with the number 35 in it.

He was surprised at how many paying members were so far off the mark.

'I'll slap that bitch up wile you watch m8'....

'You can sit on my 14 inch knob if you like'...

'She won't smile like that when my cock is in her throat'...

Henry learned how to block members.

'I'm Andrew 58,'....

'I'm Russ from Edinburgh...

'I'm Peter, mid 20s, London, gay,'...

Henry learned how to filter.

The day had yielded no suitable candidates... but the evening was much more fruitful.

He refined his advert and added filters then, in a moment of madness that he hoped would not enrage Felicity, he added a photo of her in her 'mistake' bikini - the one that looked almost transparent when wet. The shape of her lovely tits and mound were clearly visible, her areola and wet vulva easily distingiushable.

He remained glued to his laptop, shortlisting or discarding respondents as they messaged him, probing for facts and cutting through lies, and by the end of the evening he was excited to have a shortlist of six attractive men, two of which even advertised themselves as a pair.

He posted links to their profiles to Flick, with the message, 'I like watching other men fuck you, and I like being degraded. I've found a selection of men whom I think you'll like... would you like to come over and choose the lucky pair?'

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Felicity was surprised at what a thorough job Henry had done. Myopenmarriage.com seemed to be a rich source of available men.

But it also allowed her to see the profiles of women who were looking for sex too. There were a mix of reasons why a woman might place an advert it seemed. Some wanted affairs while others were basically swinging with their partners.

But by using the tags hotwife and cuckolding she was able to find profiles of women more like herself. Women who had partners but wanted sex with other men.

The better, more successful, profiles were illustrated with explicit pictures and videos from previous encounters. Pictures and videos that could only have been taken by someone who’d been watching. Presumably the husband or boyfriend of the advertiser. Henry had done a reasonable job with the material he’d had available to him but it fell a long way short of the established players.

The profiles also had validations from the men these women had met. They usually complimented the advertiser on both their looks as well as their sexual appetite and often suggested to other subscribers that if you hadn’t yet met the advertiser then you really should.

Felicity studied the men too to see how many times the compliment had been returned. There were definitely some favourites out there and these were often referred to as bulls. Felicity paid special attention to these men, andcwas pleased to see that some appeared on Henry’s shortlist.

Some of the bulls complimented the woman’s partner too. It was a strange praise though, saying how welcoming he’d been or what a good cuck or compliant sub he was. It dawned on Felicity that these men obviously got a kick out of seeing their wives with other men, photographing them too. In fact the more she looked at the best profiles the more she realised that it was often the men who had written them. These men worshipped their wives in a way that Felicity wanted to be worshipped too.

“if you can be more like the husbands in these profiles then you can come over and help me choose.” she texted back to Henry.

 

[Dannyeight]

“if you can be more like the husbands in these profiles then you can come over and help me choose.”

Henry read the words over and over again.

He could hardly believe how quickly they had gone from a little teasing about her imaginary infidelity to deliberate, meticulous and consensual planning of it. Less than a month ago, he wasn't even sure if she really wanted to sleep with other men, but now the plainer question would be whether or not she really wanted to sleep with him.

There had been dark days in that month when he thought that his perverted fantasy of seeing Flick fucking around might ruin their relationship, but now, on the table, was an offer to help her choose a couple of lovers AND watch her fuck them.

He reached into his boxers and tugged himself softly while he read profile after profile of hotwifes and their cuckold husbands. Taking note of the ratings and feedback, he realised that there was more to being a 'successful' cuckold than just watching a sex show, and finally he felt that he understood what she had meant by "more like the husbands in these profiles"

He was actually quite nervous when he knocked on Felicity's door the following night. She looked at him with a kind of supercillious smugness, but the twinkle in her eyes clearly betrayed her excitement.

They drank wine and snuggled up on the bed while Henry opened up the MyOpenMarriage website and navigate to his 'favourites'. He now had a list of eight men, two from his previous list plus a further six that he added based on their written feedback and clear raport with their play dates.

Felicity could not help but humiliate Henry by making him read out every last detail of their profiles - their ratings (by both cheating wives, hotwives, and their cucks), their physiques, their likes and dislike lists, and even the sizes of their cocks. She tormented him by noting that they were all better hung than Henry, and questioned why he had chosen only men who had ticked 'yes' to anal.

She placed a hand nonchalantly on his bulging pants, and told him to shortlist down to four.

For the next hour, Henry made comparisons between the shortlisted men, crippled with humiliation as he justified one over the other, until he finally had a selection of four for her executive consideration.

Jerry and Luke were each good looking white men with plenty of favourable reviews. 'Kept going all night', and 'didn't mind letting cucky have his cummy' particularly caught Henry's eye.

George and Stephen were well build black guys who seemed to almost come as a pair. They had several joint reviews and were clearly comfortable about working together. Henry hoped that Felicity would think that this was the reason he shortlisted them, but in all honesty it was the size of their cocks that turned his head. Their profile photos left nothing to the imagination.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

It was a no brainer really. Felicity had never been with a black man before and was more than keen to rectify that. So she told Henry to make a date with George and Stephen for next Friday evening. It was Sunday night now so there was more than enough time to make the arrangements.

It had been a frustrating evening for her though, as Henry had got on her nerves for most of it. She’d meant what she’d said about wanting him to be more like the other husbands. But it seemed to Felicity that it was always her who ended up doing the running and making the decisions. She wanted someone bold, someone with imagination, someone who actively wanted to create opportunities to watch her with other men. Someone who could make things happen for her. But it seemed that all the ideas were hers and Henry was incapable of doing anything without checking with her first. If that was the way it was going to be then she didn’t really need him she thought.

She let Henry stay the night on Sunday then told him she had a busy week and that she’d see him in Friday evening.

On the Monday evening after work she couldn’t help but look at George and Steven’s profiles again, fantasising about what they might get up to on Friday night. She had the username and password Henry had set up and so she decided to send them both a message saying how much she was looking forward to Friday night. She told them about how she loved to be fucked in front of Henry and how she wanted photos to be taken for her profile as she didn’t have any at the moment She knew Henry would be able to see the message too.

Then she took another look at the two guys she’d rejected. There was nothing wrong with either of them. They just hadn’t made the cut that time. Then knowing that Henry would be able to see the message she messaged Luke and asked him if he’d like to go for a drink on Wednesday night, just the two of them.

 

[Dannyeight]

Henry was excited beyond words as Felicity made her choice of lover. He was pleased that he'd delivered a shortlist that she liked, and the sexual tension between them had been almost palpable as he wrote the invitation to the two gentlemen, inviting them to meet Flick and himself in a bar close to her house.

He had not had a strong preference between the four 'candidates' but there was something immensely erotic about seeing her choose between them, putting her infidelity firmly in her own hands. Being in control.

Yet Henry could still sense that she was irritated with him, and he resolved to be the perfect cuckold husband for her - to be more like the 'well-rated' husbands on the MyOpenMarriage website. He felt like he was on the cusp of living the life he never knew he wanted, and was determined not to cock it up.

Over the next few days he viewed George and Stephen's profiles over and over again, picturing them with his beautiful girlfriend - imagining them stretching her holes. He wanted to see one of them with his big cock in her inexperienced ass, convulsing as it injected hot, thick cum deep into her bowel. He pictured her gleefully telling them that all of her holes were strictly off limits to Henry nowadays, and of hearing them chuckle in response. He viewed the photos on their profiles, masturbating to images of happy white women with gaping, spunk-laden holes, and noticed how many of those women appeared time and time again.

He messaged the two men, ensuring that everything was still OK for the Friday, and found to his surprise that Flick had also messaged them. Her words were slutty and seductive, telling them how she loved to be fucked in front of Henry, and his heart skipped a beat as she expressed her desire to be photographed in the act. In less than a week he would be watching her being fucked, and just a few days later there would be photos of her infidelity on the her profile for other men to masturbate over.

He added to the chat - "I'm really looking forward to seeing Felicity take care of you gentlemen."

Everything was set. He and Flick messaged each other about their excitement, and he started to wish the rest of the week away.

Then, suddenly, in a twist that reminded him that the only thing to expect of Felicity was the unexpected, he found that she had invited Luke, one of the, 'rejected' candidates, for a private drink.

What did she have in mind? Was she going to fuck him without involving Henry at all?

He messaged her privately.

"Flick, my love, can't I at least watch?"

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Felicity ignored Henry’s texts and switched to texting Luke rather than using the site, so that Henry couldn’t turn up on their date unannounced.

She met Luke in a bar/restaurant in the trendy part of Shoreditch, far from her usual stamping grounds so that she wouldn’t be recognised. Luke wasn’t what she’d expected though. Given his physique she’d assumed he’d be a bit of a thug or at least a meathead but that couldn’t have been further from the truth. He was in fact a well spoken and articulate, stylish man. He worked as an architect for a major firm in the city.

Conversation flowed as they ate but eventually it turned to sex.

“I liked your profile,” Luke said.

“It’s a bit amateur compared to some on the site . I wish I could have illustrated it with a selection of partners but I don’t have any yet. “

“Perhaps I can help,” Luke offered. “But tell me where’s your boyfriend this evening.”

Felicity thought about what she wanted to say for a moment.

“I just wanted sex this evening and to be honest I’m not sure if Henry and I are on the same page. I seem to be making all the running, coming up with the ideas. All he wants is to do is sit in the cupboard and watch me while he wanks. Then he’s so clingy afterwards.”

“The guy doesn’t know what he’s got,” Luke scoffed. “ If I were your boyfriend I’d treat you like a princess, make sure you never went lacking for sexual partners.”

“I thought you were a bull?”

“I can be, but it’s more through necessity than choice. I enjoy the hotwife scene but do you have any idea how hard it is to find one of your own. Hotwives really are one in a million.”

“So how would you treat a hotwife if you had one?” She asked

Luke thought about it

“For me the excitement comes in three parts. The preparation, the execution and then afterwards. I’d do the groundwork for their liaisons, I’d be there with them while they were being fucked and then afterwards we’d fuck like wild animals “

“Hmm I wish Henry was more like that,”

“The only caveat I have is that my hotwife would need to put their sex life completely in my hands and fuck whoever I say. It’s the unknown that adds excitement. You never know what you’re going to get but you’ll go through with it anyway. That’s the deal. “

“So how about if I offered to be your hotwife for the evening.”

“I’d jump at the chance. But you know the rules.”

“I do,” felicity responded. “And I’m happy to give them a go.”

“Ok. “

“But first, I just need to take a picture to send it to Henry.”

Felicity took a picture of the two of them and sent it to Henry along with the following message.

“LUKE’S MAKING ME HIS HOTWIFE FOR THE EVENING”

 

[Dannyeight]

Left out of the loop, Henry could do nothing more to get involved in Felicitys 'side quest'.

He messaged her but got no response.
He found more profiles for her on MyOpenMarriage but got no response.
He called her and listened to the dialing tone end abruptly.

The night of her date arrived and he sulked, knowing that she was out without him - Somewhere with someone doing something.

When her message arrived he was half surprised. He'd resigned himself to the idea that she had put him out of her mind and was only thinking of herself. Now he knew that he at least featured somewhere in her thoughts.

'Luke's making me his hotwife for the evening'

He messaged her back straight away.

'I thought you were MY hotwife? Didn't I find lovers for you? Don't I do everything you ask?'

He seethed.

He drank shorts.

He called Emma from work.

"Hi Emma. I was just wondering... would you like to grab a drink?"

"Sure. Where?"

They met in an old pub in Southwark - somewhere she knew near her place giving her the shorter journey and therefore more time to get ready. She was stunning when he arrived, too well dressed to blend into the exhausted-looking bar room. Suddenly he realised that she had probably misinterpreted his intentions. He was flattered, but wracked with guilt. Stupid really. He already knew she fancied him. Perhaps that's why he called her rather than anyone else.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

After felicity had agreed to be Luke’s hotwife for the evening, Luke got out his phone and began typing.

“Let’s see who’s available tonight,” he chuckled.

“What are you doing?” Felicity asked.

“It’s a WhatsApp group,” he replied.”We’ve been building it up over the last few years. It’s for couples with hotwives to find guys at short notice. I’m one of the admins. We’re very selective about who can join. Mess people around and you’re out too.”

“Has anyone responded yet?” Felicity asked eagerly.

“Give them a chance,” Luke laughed

“So, do you just like to watch, or do you like to join in too?” Felicity probed.

“Both,”

“Are you bi?”

“Sure. Does it bother you?”

“No I’d prefer it.” Felicity confirmed.

Felicity was turned on by Luke’s dominant approach. She was the hotwife but he was calling the shots. For the first time in ages she wasn’t the one making the running and she loved the feeling of freedom it gave her. She had no decisions to make other than to give herself to this man.

Luke’s phone pinged and he looked at the message.

“Looks like we’re in luck,” he announced. “Matt’s free. You’ll like him. Now unbutton your blouse. I’ll get the bill.”

“Pardon?”

“Unbutton your blouse, all the way. So that the waiter can get a better look at you.”

Felicity was a bit shocked but did as requested unbuttoning her tight little blouse and pulling it out of her short skirt. She was glad of the small amount of privacy the little booth they were sitting in gave.

The waiter was only a young lad. Probably a university student supplementing his grant with bar work. He tried to avert his gaze when he saw Felicity.

“She’s got great tits, hasn’t she?” Luke told the young lad as Luke looked over the bill.

“Err yes,” the lad said politely, taking a second peek.

“Go on, have a feel,” Luke offered. “No one can see and it’s what she wants.”

The young man’s desire got the better of him and he reached down to fondle Felicity’s breasts. Felicity found herself turning to give him better access to them while she looked at Luke and smiled.

“What time does your shift end?” Luke asked.

“Eleven thirty,” the lad replied

“We’re only a few streets away. Why don’t you come round and fuck her when you’re finished here.”

“Thanks. I’d like that. “

“It’s a date then’” Luke told him handing over a card with his address on.

Luke paid the bill then suggested they went back to his house.

“Shall I do my blouse up?” Felicity asked.

“Of course not,” he chuckled.

 

[Dannyeight]

Henry moved on to non-alcoholic lager. The alcohol from his earlier shorts was continuing to raise his spirits, but he feared that much more intake might lead him to make an ass of himself, and Emma didn't deserve that.

Felicity did not message and Henry wanted to sulk about that, but to his surprise he found himself relaxing into the evening. Emma was sparkly and funny and it didn't even seem strange that there was no agenda to their liaison. She drank just enough to relax and that seemed like enough, and they spent the next two hours embroiled in conspiratory conversion about the highs and lows of working for the company, and the rumours that had come out of the Christmas party - thankfully none of them involving Flick.

They had finished their drinks and Henry was disappointed to hear Emma suggest that they didn't get any more, but when she returned from the toilet and slid onto the bench by his side, she slipped something into his hand below the table. He didn't look, but he could feel that it was textured material of lace and straps.

"I have a boyfriend" she said, fixing him with a predatorial stare.

Henry thumbed the panties in his hand, noting their warmth and sight dampness.

"I could send him out for the rest of the evening if you like," she continued, "but I'd prefer for him to stay... he wont... bother us"

Henry brought his lips to hers.

"Let him stay," he said.

Emma smiled wickedly, then she fetched her phone from her little handbag and opened the camera app. She looked innocently around the bustling bar while below the table she snapped a photo of her cupping the bulge in Henry's pants. Then she sent a brief message home - 'on our way.'

The air was cold outside the bar and the pair held each other close as they walked the short distance towards her house. Suddenly Emma tugged Henry into a dimly lit alley. They kissed passionately, groping each other like callow teenagers, then Emma dropped to her knees.

"Don't get too carried away yet..." she warned as she unbuckled Henry's belt and tugged his jeans to his knees, "I just want a taste!"

Henry nervously scanned the alley, but still his cock rose to the occasion, and Emma placed her hot lips over his bellend. She held him in a sultry stare before sucking his length into her mouth.

He moaned softly and tangled his fingers in her hair. The blow job was blissful but curtailed before Henry's passion could rise too high, and Emma was soon tucking his straining cock back into his pants.

They continued their journey up the car-crammed streets of crowded terraces until finally reaching Emma's house.

The door was opened before they had even climbed the steps to the porch, and a man - presumably her boyfriend, stood in the bright, warm hallway to greet them.

Emma kissed him passionately while Henry stood, slightly awkwardly, beside her.

"This is Henry," she announced, "and it's his cock you can taste in my mouth."

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Luke had a pretty trendy loft apartment in a converted warehouse in Shoreditch. As you’d expect from an architect, the guy had excellent taste. From the expensive lighting to fancy kitchen.

Felicity took her coat off to reveal a blouse that was still undone. Luke poured her a drink and handed her a glass.

“Don’t you want to kiss me?” she asked coyly

“I can wait,” he replied teasing her. “Besides Matt’ll be here soon. So why don’t you go in the bedroom and freshen up. Maybe lose some clothes too. In fact why don’t you lose all of them. Take your drink with you. I’ll come and get you when we’re ready.”

If Henry had spoken to her like that there’d have been consequences. But she found herself following Luke’s instructions without question. She stripped naked then tidied herself up in the ultra modern bathroom. Then, looking at herself in the mirror, she decided to take a selfie and send it to Henry.

“Just about to get fucked,” she wrote. “I’m so excited.”

Felicity heard the entry phone ring, followed by voices in the apartment a minute or so later. She was a bundle of excitement now now, like a racehorse waiting for the gate to rise at the start of the race.

Then Luke walked back in again. This time he took her in his arms and they shared their first kiss. Felicity felt like she’d waited a lifetime for it.

“Are you ready?” he asked.

“Very,” she replied.

“Banana is the code word,” he said seriously. “If you’re not comfortable or want us to stop just shout it out.”

“Banana, ok”

“But until we hear it, Matt and I are going to do pretty much whatever we want,”’Luke added.

“Ok,” was all she could manage

“So would you like to meet Matt now?”

“Yes please.”