Literotic asexstories – (P)Rick Pt. 05 by de540,de540
Fair warning: Cuckolding is a central theme to this story and there are graphic scenes depicting sex between men and cum play throughout. If that’s not your style, turn back now.
Otherwise, thanks for reading! Constructive criticism is always appreciated.
Dave dreamed of rain. In the dream, the raindrops pattered on his face and naked chest. He thought it odd in the dream that the wind didn’t howl; it moaned. He opened his mouth to catch a few drops on his tongue. It didn’t taste like rain.
He woke with a start to find Daphne in the nude, standing over him. She steadied herself with one hand on the wall while she furiously rubbed her pussy with her other hand, summoning a torrential downpour of squirt from between her legs.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Did I wake you?” Daphne asked through ragged breaths. “Don’t answer. Just keep your mouth open. I’m almost done.”
After two more orgasms, Daphne was finally done pleasuring herself, leaving Dave, his pillow and most of his bedding soaked.
“Get yourself up and shower,” Daphne instructed. “You need to start serving everyone breakfast soon.”
“Can I take this off?” Dave asked, pointing to the chastity cage locked onto his cock.
“I don’t think I gave you permission to speak,” Daphne snapped. “That,” she continued, pointing at the cage, “stays on until we say otherwise. Understood?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Momma,” Dave blurted, remembering one of his many instructions from the night before. “Yes, Momma.”
Daphne’s tight grip on his balls proved instrumental in jogging his memory. “Just make sure you blow dry your cage. Any questions?”
“Yes, Momma. Where are my clothes?”
“Who says you need any?” Daphne replied as she walked out of the room.
In the shower, Dave ran through the events of the previous night that led him to his current situation – locked in a chastity cage playing the role of cuckold for his hotwife, Kristin, under the direction of Rick and his faithful sidekick, Daphne.
It seemed surprising and, at the same time, unsurprising to find himself in this position. The tattooed Army veteran and photojournalist had long entertained a bi-curiosity. That curiosity went all the way back to his preteens when he saw a picture of a trans woman in the back of a Hustler magazine. The picture of the beautiful big-breasted woman with an equally big hard cock between her legs blew Dave’s young mind, forming a lasting impression that had grown into a strong lust for cock.
The problem had always been that while Dave had the desire to experience a real cock, he had no desire for the men to which they were attached. He and Kristin had considered finding a trans woman to scratch Dave’s itch, but all attempts had been unsuccessful so far. It looked as if Dave’s cock fantasies would never become a reality, that is, until Rick came along.
Rick first entered the married couple’s lives when he met Kristin during a communications networking event in Miami. Kristin was shopping around for new clients at the time. Rick not only helped Kristin get a meeting with the nonprofit arm of the multinational corporation where he served as vice president of communications, but he also helped her to several orgasms in her hotel room as Dave watched online from his home in Virginia.
Since Rick’s, or (P)Rick’s, initial seduction of Kristin, he had sought to unleash her full sexuality transforming her into a hotwife while at the same time preparing Dave for a new role as a part-time cuckold. Last night, Rick confided in Dave that he felt a special connection with them. Rick said he felt compelled to make all of the married couple’s fantasies come true, even if it meant pushing their limits and the bonds of their marriage.
As Dave sat under the shower, fiddling with his caged cock, he had to admit that Rick’s plan was working. Kristin seemed free of her last sexual inhibitions and embraced the hotwife role with unbridled enthusiasm.
Rick’s plan was already working on Dave as well. Dave tasted his first cock last night – Rick’s. And with Kristin’s assistance, he swallowed Rick’s cum. But Dave still struggled with some of the intimate moments Kristin shared with other men in front of him. It was also difficult to watch everyone else get off while he remained locked in a cage, but Rick and Daphne – Dave’s “Daddy” and “Momma” – were ensuring he received rewards for good behavior. However, his masculinity paid a high price for those rewards.
With a sigh of resignation, Dave shut off the water and stepped out of the shower. While toweling off, he looked at himself in the mirror. His reflection was at odds with his emotions. In the reflection, he still looked like the man he knew he was. But the tattoos and lean musculature were no match for the feminizing feeling of being locked in a chastity cage. The cage might as well be a church bell hanging between his legs. Every ring of that bell announced that he was now a cocksucking cuckold.
Dave sighed again and picked up the blow dryer, turned it on and aimed it at his cock. After he was fully dry, he went to the kitchen, where he startled the Cuban woman making breakfast.
“¡Ay dios mío! ¡Hay otro hombre desnudo en la cocina! ¿Qué es eso en su pene?”
“It’s a cock cage, Esmeralda,” Rick said flatly. “Dave, this is Esmeralda. Esmeralda, this is Dave.”
“¡Siempre gente desnuda paseando por esta casa! ¡Ellos están locos!”
“I know, Esmeralda. I should have warned you about our guest.”
Shaking her head, Esmeralda shot Dave a dirty look and returned to preparing breakfast.
Dave felt like his entire body was blushing. He kept his hands over his groin even though Esmeralda had already seen everything.
Rick sat at the kitchen table in his pajama bottoms, sipping coffee and working on his laptop. “Don’t mind her. She’s used to what goes on around here. You just startled her.”
He stared at Dave for a few uncomfortable moments. “Let’s pause the game for a moment. How are you doing this morning?”
“I was at peace with everything until I walked in on your cook,” Dave joked.
Rick chuckled. “For what it’s worth, I think Esmeralda was at peace until you walked in. I’m happy to see that you can joke about the situation. That’s a good sign.”
“A good sign?”
“It’s a very good sign that you’re coming to terms with yourself. It takes a strong man to do what you’re doing, and while it’s not necessarily my kind of thing, I can respect the fact that you can put your inhibitions aside and just go for it,” Rick replied.
“Thank… you?”
Rick laughed again. “Yeah, I guess this is a weird thing for one guy to compliment another guy about. As long as you’re good to go, let’s get going, shall we?”
“Game on,” Dave responded.
“Game on it is,” Rick smiled. “Esmeralda has breakfast almost ready. Why don’t you wake up your wife.”
“Ok.”
“I believe we said, game on,” Rick said as his smile evaporated.
It fascinated Dave how easy it was for Rick to put him back into a subordinate role with just a stern look. Rick definitely possessed some magical power over other people’s sexuality.
“I’m sorry, Daddy.”
“That’s better. Go wake up your wife.”
When he got to the door of Kristin’s bedroom, Dave pressed his ear to it and listened. He was relieved to hear only silence. He opened it slowly and peeked inside. His relief evaporated into thin air.
The covers, pillows, and clothing were strewn around the room. The two muscular college football players they met last night lay on the bed with Kristin’s naked body between them. Maxx was on his back. Kristin’s head lay across his lower abdomen, and her hand wrapped around his massive tool like a little girl clutching her teddy bear. Her ass was pressed against Josh’s crotch. One of Josh’s big hands held onto her hip. To Dave, it looked like they fell asleep mid-threeway.
Dave didn’t know how long he had been standing there staring. He hadn’t noticed that Kristin was awake and watching him.
“What’s going on?” she whispered. “We’re trying to sleep.”
The comment stung. It’s one thing for his wife to be lying between two naked men, knowing she spent the wee hours of the morning fucking them, but it was something else entirely for her to act like he was being a nuisance.
“Rick sent me to wake you up. Breakfast is almost ready.”
Kristin looked at her husband for a few quiet moments before lifting Maxx’s hefty cock. “I have all the breakfast I need right here.”
Keeping her eyes on Dave, Kristin ran her tongue from the base of Maxx’s cock to the tip of its head. “Did you know that Josh fell asleep with his cock in my pussy after he shot his load in me?”
Dave’s mouth fell open, and he struggled to form any words. He stood there, unable to speak or move, while Maxx’s big cock hardened in his wife’s dainty hands.
“You want to know something else?” Kristin asked with a sluttiness that her husband didn’t recognize. “Maxx is a heavy sleeper. I already sucked him off once after he fell asleep, and I swallowed his cum without him waking up.”
She admired Maxx’s cock as her hand slid up and down its length. “You want to give it a try? I’m sure he won’t wake up,” she said as a lewd smile stretched her lips. “Show me what a good cocksucker you’re becoming.”
Dave’s mouth watered at the suggestion, and liked the thought of Maxx sleeping through it. He didn’t know Kristin was lying. She did swallow Maxx’s cum, but while the big man was wide awake and pushing her head down as far as it would go.
Before he knew it, Dave was kneeling between Maxx’s spread legs on the bed. The Miami Hurricanes’ star defensive end snored quietly, oblivious to the attention his massive cock was getting.
Kristin held the cock still as she stared intently at Dave, whose open mouth hovered over the cock’s bulbous dark pink head. “Go on,” she whispered. “I want to see you put your mouth on it.”
Dave’s tongue emerged as he lowered his face down onto Maxx’s impressive cock. Kristin released a held breath as Dave’s tongue moistened the fat cockhead before his lips stretched around it.
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