The Compliant Cuckold - Chap 6
Synopsis
This story is about a husband's willing decent into cuckoldry. Paul is a married, sexually inadequate man unable to satisfy his gorgeous 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 thought to. I had always 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 gorgeous 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 thought 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 find 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.