Double Trouble 33

"Hey, hon," my wife Phoebe - Fee - said, a little sleepily, "would you mind getting us croissants for breakfast?"

It was a bright Saturday morning, and so I figured, why not? I got up, dressed, slipped out the apartment and decided that while I could go to the nearby store and get decidedly average croissants, I'd take a trip out to the one across town, adding maybe half an hour to the walk, but come back with much nicer croissants, and depending on my mood when I got there, picking up a coffee or a hot chocolate as well.

The walk was pleasant, not so many people around, it was a bit early for this town to be having tourists, and it reaffirmed my choice to go to the good patisserie. No queue when I got there, so I picked up a hot chocolate for me, and a hazelnut latte for my wife, as well as a selection of croissants and pains au chocolat.

As I approached the apartment door from the stairwell, I thought I heard giggling from through the wall... which would be our bedroom. I let myself in, noted the bedroom door was closed, so headed to the kitchen to drop off the breakfast bonanza.

"Stay there, face away from the door..." That wasn't my wife's voice, but it was feminine and very familiar. I did so, and waited for a moment to figure out what was going on.

"OK, hon," That was my wife. "I want you to come into the living room now."

What awaited me was... unexpected. There was my wife, and another woman, about the same age as my wife, but blonde with "cute secretary glasses". And before I could think too hard about these two women, something else was rather hard instead.

You see, my wife and her friend were dressed up in outfits straight out of my deepest, filthiest fantasies. White shirts, hint of a dark-coloured bra underneath, dark ties, barely legal leather skirts, thigh high boots, leather biker caps, long flowing hair braided at the back. And each had a riding crop in hand.

"Hon, you remember my friend Amelia, and she... uh... might have heard that a cute submissive guy being dominated by hot women could be fun."

I flushed. It was like several birthdays had come at once; Fee is hot when she's being all bossy, but wearing something straight out of my fantasies... and roping in a hot friend to join in... ungh. Monogamy wasn't exactly our thing, though neither was 'open relationships'. I remembered where I'd previously met Amelia... in the club, having her brains fucked out by Fee, though Amelia wasn't blonde last time I'd met her - as much as 'meeting someone while your wife is banging them in a kinky/fun sex club' is 'meeting them'. I wasn't quite sure what reaction was on my face.

"Something wrong, hon? Did we get it wrong?"

"No, you and Amelia got it *just* right." It felt like my cock was already trying to break free.

These two women came and stood up very, very close, my wife on the left, Amelia on the right. Both pressing themselves against me, grinding themselves against my hips.

"Ohh, Am? I think he's wearing too many clothes!"

"I think you're right, Fee!" Another giggle. "What should we do?"

"Well, he's wearing too many clothes, so they'll need to come off, but before that..." I wasn't quite sure where from, but seemingly out of nowhere, a sizeable ballgag appeared in Fee's hand. "He won't be making any complaints..."

I didn't exactly protest as the gag slid behind my teeth and was buckled tightly around my head... it's hot when Fee does it to me normally as it's not our normal play style, but today it was hotter.

"There we go, no annoying complaints." There was a purring tone in Fee's voice as she said so, before starting to pull off my shirt - as Amelia started work on my belt and trousers.

Between the two of them, it wasn't long before I was stood in the living room, very naked before these two domineering women. And hard as a rock.

"You were right, Fee, he *is* enjoying this. You didn't tell me he was this big."

I'm not hugely equipped, but I'm not exactly small - but I guess I was more attentive than usual.

"Easy, Am, you can suck or fuck him later. First, he's going to suffer for us."

Amelia stood in front of me, "Look at me... look into my eyes." I did as instructed, without hesitation. She had pretty blue eyes behind those glasses of hers.

"I watch to watch your eyes."

Fee, however, had slipped behind me and was hastily wrapping some kind of ribbon around my wrists, pulling my arms behind me as the ribbon brought them together.

I was distracted from that as Am reached out and pinching both of my nipples. It suddenly occurred to me that when she said she wanted to watch my eyes, she wanted to see what submissive suffering looked like.

Fee hummed to herself as she deftly knotted the ribbons around my wrists.

"Fee, does this one have a collar?"

I assume Fee smiled; it sounded like it in her voice. "Yes! Let me get it."

"Look at me!" I guess I'd turned to follow my wife heading to the bedroom as Am reminded me to look at her eyes again, before pinching my nipples again, just a little harder this time.

I tried to mumble through the gag - some variant of 'yes mistress' - and Am just smiled. A man could fall in love with that smile.

"Head up, hon," I heard Fee's voice with a slight sing-song quality, and I lifted my chin, as the leather collar we owned slid around my neck, and I felt it buckle behind me - followed by a little bit of tugging and pulling, as the ribbons around my wrists were tied to the collar too.

"There we go, doesn't he look cute?"

"Mmm-mmm."

"So, what would you like to do with him, Am?"

"I think I want to get him all worked up and needy."

Fee grinned. "Great idea!"

They took a step back each, before learning in, a hand on my shoulder for their balance, before each putting their mouth on a nipple - Fee to my left, Am to my right like before - and started to play.

They were both doing different things; Fee was sucking my nipple, and flicking at it with her tongue, while Am was running her tongue around the sides of my nipple.

Am was looking at me over the rims of her glasses, daring me to say something, anything in response. Truth be told, I was concentrating on just staying stood upright, as the stimulation of both my nipples - having been slightly tenderised by Am's grip - and I could feel my cock straining for any stimulation and friction that it could get, but the two lovely ladies were standing in such a way that meant my cock only felt the air.

I felt a warm finger run along my length. Am stopped her tongue-lashing of my nipple. "Oh, Fee, he's really enjoying this." She smiled, before licking the end of her finger. "He tastes good too."

Fee stopped as well. "I know, right? But we can't have him enjoying this too much. He's got so much suffering to do before he's going to get to cum."

Am frowned. "Not *too* much though, I hope. Just *enough*." Apparently Am really wanted to have her wicked way with me. I had no complaints about this idea.

Fee straightened, standing off to my side. "Honestly, hon, have you no self control? It's a good thing I have your hands tied behind you otherwise you'd probably be wanking yourself right about now." To be fair to Fee, she's probably right. Two hot women dressed straight out of a fantasy is, well, hot. If they were playing with each other, that's many happy memories for the spank bank, but they both wanted to play with me - and she was surprised that I was heavily turned on by it?

"Well, we'll just have to do something about that. Amelia here expected so much better of you."

Am looked at Fee with a sidelong glance, as if to say, "I did?" but assumed this was all part of the game.

"Admit it, hon, you want to fuck Amelia, don't you?"

I made a positive noise through the gag, and got rewarded with a modest swipe to the arse, from my wife's crop hand.

"Oh, you bad boy, you want to fuck me, do you?"

That got a modest swipe on the other buttcheck.

"You know, hon, if you're going to fuck Amelia, it's only fair that you fuck me too."

I made another positive noise through the gag, and again got another swipe to my left buttcheck. Fee's aim was pretty accurate and got the same spot.

"You're a greedy boy, aren't you?"

I had to concede - through some combination of noises through the gag - that Am had a point. I would have very much liked to have my way with both of these beautiful ladies, but in that moment, I considered that it wasn't exactly my call to make. Next time, on the other hand, they were definitely the ones that were going to get tied up.

I don't know if Am understood the combination of noises I made or if she just decided to ignore whatever I had to say, but it was rewarded with another sting to the buttcheck.

This sort of banter continued for a few moments, some slightly cheeky comment about my obvious sexual perversity, and a sting to the buttcheck.

Fee gripped my cock for a moment. "Am, he's still so hard, whatever will we do?"

Am giggled. "I know!" Both of them took their hands off me, stepped back and Am whispered something in Fee's ear - and Fee grinned.

I'm not sure where they came from, but a pair of clover clamps on a chain appeared in Fee's hands, and just as quickly were attached to my nipples - with me groaning both times as they were attached.

Am then quickly got to work - sinking to her knees, lips sliding around my hard cock, and she began to suck, and run her tongue over my tip.

A deep rumbling noise started somewhere in my throat.

I then felt a hand pushing my head forward, making *sure* I was focusing my attention on Am's ministrations, and I heard Fee's voice purring in my ear. "Oh, hon, you're going to get to cum yet."

Just as she said that, I felt Am deep-throat me, my cock touching the back of her throat, and she hummed gently just to stimulate me more, before resuming her bobbing up and down along my shaft.

I felt Fee grip and gently massage my slightly-tender buttcheeks, before pushing my hips forward as if trying to have me hump Am's mouth harder, and Am - of course - received that pretty eagerly.

I was trying not to drool while also trying not to cum from all this - and Am must have noticed the tension building in my cock, as she pulled away in a sudden move, pulled my balls down with a firm-but-not-harsh tug, as a small amount of fluid spurted from my cock...

That was new. A small amount of ejaculate and a vaguely pleasant tingling across tip of my not-quite-so-hard cock. My first ruined orgasm, I guess? I had a weird empty feeling, but Am was smiling, and Fee held my butt some more and whispered in my ear. "Don't worry, hon, we're still going to take very good care of you."

"Oh!" exclaimed Am, "he's not so hard any more!"

Fee frowned, "Think we need to fix that."

As they were pondering this, they were standing side by side in front of me, before Fee turned to Am, and reached in for a kiss. No, not a kiss, a full-on tongue-hockey snog. Snogging, then grinding against each other, hands roaming over each other's bodies.

Fee was pulling Am closer, hands pulling her face closer for more snogging; Am's hands pulled Fee's hips, and both of them were moaning passionately.

Fee pulled away slightly, Am pouted, but then understood as Fee sat on the floor, flipped up the front of Am's skirt, and just started working her magic - nose buried in Am's bush, tongue working its way eagerly around Am's clit. Am's moaning got louder and higher pitched, as she took off Fee's cap, held her hair and pulled her in closer just to get some tongue friction on just the right spot.

Fee was pretty amazing giving me head; I could only imagine how good her tongue would feel for Am right now.

And of course, watching this... I was getting pretty hard again.

Am gripped Fee's head pretty hard as she cried out, an orgasm shaking through her body - not that that stopped Fee's tongue-lashing and sucking going on, as Am cried out a second time.

Fee sat back, smiled, put the leather cap back on her head, and remarked, "Did you have fun, Am? I see our boy did!"

Am had to take a moment to get her breath back. "Oh, yes, Fee! And you're right, he did!"

"Shall we have some more fun with him before we let him cum?"

"What do you mean?"

Fee took the clamps off - with only a mild yelp from me behind the gag - then untied the ribbons from the collar, but left the ribbons around my wrists, giving one to Am. Imagine the scene: I'm naked, these two beautiful women each holding a ribbon, with my wrist attached to it.

"Go on, hon, I want to watch you wank yourself off."

Fee then moved so that the ribbon slackened, and I could reach myself with my left hand. To be honest, I didn't usually use my left hand for that sort of thing, but gave myself an experimental feel, feeling how tight my balls felt, stroking along my length, running my palm over my tip, feeling just how sensitive I was, and getting a little pre-cum on my hand. A fact not missed by Fee.

"Lick it off, hon." She found that tone that was oh-so-pleasant, in the manner that one pleasantly asks if the afternoon tea was just lovely enough, but clearly a command.

What shocked me was that this was the first time in the years we'd been together, and with all the various games that we'd played, where Fee had had me taste myself. And that it was here and now in front of Am that she wanted me to try it.

It was warm, sticky, and a little salty. When my hand was clean, Fee tugged on the ribbon so I couldn't do anything.

At which point Am let her end of the ribbon go loose. "Go on... work it!"

Now my right hand was mine again, and I was less shy about sliding it up and down my shaft, fingertips on the underside, palm on top, generating a bit of friction on both sides as I slid my hand up and down... not too quickly, not too roughly, but definitely satisfyingly.

Am didn't have my lick my hand, but she definitely sensed when I was getting close, and pulled my hand away again.

This repeated a few times - one of them letting me use my hand, with some instruction to stroke myself, but pulling away before it got too close, with a small break in the middle to not get *too* excited.

After a few rounds of this, Fee declared, "While this is fun, I want a cock inside me now."

Am smiled, "So do I. Not sure what kind though."

First world problems, eh? Two horny women, a choice of dildos and vibrators in the cupboard, and/or one horny cock to satisfy them.

Am pouted, "You did kind of promise you'd let him fuck me."

Fee smiled, "I did, and I'm sure he wouldn't say no to you, would you, hon?"

I made a positive noise through the gag. Right now as horny as hell as I was, I'd have either of them. Probably even both of them if stamina held, but I wasn't sure I'd necessarily last!

Of course, Fee had already thought about all of this and figured out what was going to happen.

She pointed to the bedroom.

Like a good submissive I walked through, and waited for instructions.

"You should lie down, hon. Middle of the bed."

The ribbons attached to my wrists were swiftly tied to the corners of the bed. Out of nowhere a blindfold appeared before me.

"You don't need to see anything," Fee said sweetly, "You can imagine how hot we look as we fuck you."

The gag was undone, and I licked my lips, not quite sure what was about to go down here...

I felt the weight of the bed move as someone climbed onto the lower end of it, and I felt the weight shift a few times, before someone took my cock and balls and wrangled something around it, pushing my balls slightly away from my cock. I heard a voice - Am's, I think - murmur something about how this would give me some stamina.

I felt the weight shift again, before a very warm, very moist pussy slid down on my cock, all the way in, to a delightful female moan and a grunt from me.

I then felt the weight shift on the top end of the bed, as someone clambered on top of me. It was Fee. "You're going to lick my cunt, and you're not going to stop until I cum. And you are not going to cum before I do, got it?"

Without really waiting for an answer, she shifted her weight again, and it was all I could inhale: the scent of her very needy pussy. It's intoxicating. The air was thick with that uniquely pungent tang of need.

I started by running my tongue along the length of her lips, but I was a little distracted by Am sliding up and down my cock and I moaned a couple of times into Fee, who shuddered at the currents of air. She pivoted her hips a bit, pushing her clit closer to me in a clear show of lust - and I obliged by reaching up and sucking, just as I know she likes.

I could feel Am's pussy clenching around my cock, I presumed she was stroking herself with me inside her, and it wasn't long before I heard a cry from that end of the bed - but it was easier for me to concentrate on licking and sucking my wife's pussy than to give in to my own horniness... I wanted to cum so hard, but the ladies had made it quite clear I wasn't to cum yet.

A little more tongue action later and I heard a cry from Fee as well, and both of them came to rest for a moment - Am still with my cock inside her, Fee with her clit on my mouth.

"He's been a good boy, hasn't he?"

"He has, Am. I guess it's time for him to have some fun now."

I felt the bed move as they both climbed off, and left me laying there alone, naked, blindfolded... never before had I felt quite so potently needy and denied that release.

"Do you think he should be allowed to watch?"

"I think so, Fee. You dressed up so nice for him that while you're riding him, he should be able to see. I think I'll just sit and watch too." She did seem a little out of breath there.

I felt the blindfold lift off me, and saw Fee again in that outfit... before she climbed onto me, sliding herself onto the top of my shaft before pushing... no, that's not the word... the only way to describe the action she took there was 'impaling' herself on me, pushing herself down on me hard so that every inch of me to the base went inside her, and she grunted... "Someone feels big and needy."

I found the energy for some words, "Someone, two someones, did a lot of teasing!"

"Am, can you gag him again please? I don't really want to hear his opinions!"

In what felt like a flash, the gag reappeared and I was left tied to the bed with my wife on top of me looking every bit the manifestation of a fantasy... and then she started to move.

Oh. My. God. I felt every inch of me inside her flex and move as she bucked and rode me, sliding up and down to satisfy her lust, and where they'd fitted... whatever they'd fitted to me, I was staying harder than ever without actually cumming.

"Oh god, this... ungh." I heard my wife groan and mutter and mumble to herself as she moved on top of me - and this wasn't some 'porn star soundtrack'... this was my wife, hornier than normal, having pushed herself harder than normal with the result that every movement was both bliss and agony for the both of us.

Every twitch, every muscle spasm, every tremble, every clench - the agony and the ecstasy writ large - as we're both clearly trying so hard not to cum again, before Fee stops writhing on me and just plants herself in a stable position as she starts panting and breathing quickly, with me throbbing and pulsing inside her.

Off to the side, I vaguely heard a slight swishing noise, realising that Am was enjoying the show and playing with herself, and I gently thrust a couple of times into Fee before she let out a single, primal, roar/scream noise, and I felt a warmth and wetness ooze over my hips.

Fee looked down at me, grinned a wide grin, "Oh baby! Can you cum for me now?"

With an invitation like that, and her staying planted as she was, I flexed my hips forward, upwards, desperate for any friction I could get, fucking away as hard as I could, feverishly, frantically... I so wanted to cu- and there it was, like an explosion going off, filling Fee with my juices, squirting load after load as she started bucking and grinding against me again, as if to try to milk every last drop out of my cock.