October 2022
Now, something that needs to be said about the Lodge is this. Yes, I am the "other man" in some cases. I know that a lot of the women that come to visit me are involved one way or another. More than a few of them are married. Some are in relationships. Some are in "relationships" that aren't actually real (Hollywood publicity bullshit). I am as fine with that as they are. But, the one aspect of this that never ever becomes a factor is the other half of those relationships.
Never, ever, ever has anyone's boyfriend, husband, whatever, been involved with anything that goes on at the Lodge. Obviously that's mostly for selfish reasons on my part. I do enjoy being the only cock around. But at the same time, it's just another necessary layer of security. I can't have any of the women here break up with some guy and then he starts blabbing about what goes on up here. He wouldn't have as much to lose as the women would. And so, none of them were allowed, and the less they knew about it the better.
Which is why when Kristen Bell told me what she wanted to do, there was a major "hold up" moment between us that required a lot of explaining before we got into it.
But first, allow me to back up.
Kristen had been coming to the Lodge for years now. Like many of the women that did, it really seemed like she simply wanted a temporary escape from whatever stresses of daily life she personally had to deal with. And of course I was glad to help her with that. But what I didn't realize at first was that there was a LOT more to Kristen's coming here than I had initially realized.
And it all started with a phone call.
It was during one seemingly normal visit. Kristen and I were alone in the house. She had texted me before she left to tell me she'd be stopping by. Hurray. I was glad, because Kristen was always a fun time. This time was no exception, as Kristen showed up in workout clothes consisting of yoga pants, sports bra, and a light jacket, carrying nothing except for the phone she had in a pocket on the thigh of her pants.
Needless to say, that jacket was lost, the sports bra tossed aside, and those yoga pants got peeled off very quickly. I was especially a giver with Kristen, so I ended up eating her pussy until she came twice, once on her back and once while she was riding my face. Then I fucked her exactly how she instructed: doggystyle with a lot of ass-slapping and a little choking, really hard missionary with her legs up, and after she came again from that, she wanted to bounce on my cock in cowgirl until I came. Which I did with a notable force. It was hard not to have a great orgasm when Kristen was smiling and giggling as she moaned and worked her pussy on my cock.
After I had came, and my cock was still pulsing inside Kristen's pussy as she calmly straddled me and caught her breath, there was a buzzing sound from next to us. Kristen's phone in her pocket was vibrating, and she bent over to grab it without even pulling me out of her. Just before answering it, she looked at me and raised one finger to her lips to silence me.
"Hey babe..." Kristen said with a happy sigh.
I leaned back and silently smirked to myself, oddly pleased that Kristen was talking to her husband while I was inside her.
"Uhhuh. Oh yeah, that's no problem. That sounds fun," Kristen talked casually like she was just hanging out in somebody's backyard.
"Yeah, I should be home in...I don't know, a few hours?" she continued.
Kristen lightly grazed the fingers of one hand up and down my chest as she spoke.
"K, I'll see you then," she said.
Kristen pulled the phone away from her ear a moment, then stopped and quickly brought it back.
"What was that?" Kristen asked.
Kristen looked directly at me as she grinned.
"Oh yeah. I came three times."
My face went wide as Kristen smiled down at me.
"Mhm. I'll tell you all about it when I get home. Love you, bye."
Kristen nonchalantly hung up the phone and tossed it aside on the bed.
"What the fuck was that?" I said suddenly as I sat up.
Kristen laughed, and grabbed my shoulders with both hands.
"Relax, he knows what I'm doing here," Kristen said casually.
"Why the fuck does he know that?" I said, slightly panicked.
Kristen ran her hands down my chest as she leaned in.
"Relaaaaaax, haha. It's fine, seriously. He doesn't know you specifically, and he doesn't know exactly where I am. He just knows that I went off to get dicked really hard," Kristen laughed again.
All I could do was raise my hands and ask the obvious question.
"What the fuck?"
Kristen laughed again as she pulled out of me, and then flopped down onto the bed, laying on her stomach and leaning her head on her hand.
"Ok, well, to make a long story short. Once upon a time, I discovered he had cheated on me. And rather than make a big thing about it, I simply chose to get even. So I cheated back. When it came up, he of course couldn't be mad at me because he had started it."
Kristen popped her legs back and forth, telling the story like she was recapping a trip to the store.
"Of course it still led to a big fight, but in the middle of that fight we realized something. Even though we were mad at each other, we were still the tiniest bit turned on by the whole thing."
There it was. Yet, Kristen continued.
"And so now, every so often, we're allowed to cheat on each other, under the condition that we HAVE to tell the other about it," Kristen shrugged as if it was no big deal.
"Which makes it much easier for me to get away and come up here," Kristen added with a giggle.
"...so the first time you came up here?" I asked.
"Jameela's idea, after I let her know about the situation. I figured it would be a good story to tell. And boy was it," Kristen smiled again.
"So that's it? You just tell him about it whenever you're up here?" I asked.
"Not everything, obviously," Kristen shook her head.
"Just the parts that have me getting fucked really hard. And that's part of the game. Sometimes I describe it via text. Sometimes I tell him as foreplay. Sometimes I tell him and then purposefully don't touch him for several days," Kristen gave a grin that was very cute, but the slightest bit manic.
"Wow..." was all I could say.
"So, now that you know...what do you think would be a good story to tell?" Kristen asked, batting her eyebrows at me.
And so that's how I found out. It was a bit jarring at first, especially in the moments after Kristen told me the story. Fucking her mouth, and then railing her prone hit differently when I knew that she was going to go home and tell her husband all about it. But, as long as she was keeping the secrets of the Lodge itself, I was fine with it.
And then one day, Kristen called with a specific request.
As it turned out, their little game had...advanced slightly. They were moving beyond telling each other what they HAD done, and were now telling each other as they were doing it. Kristen said she hadn't done it herself yet, but several times now she had received texts from her husband while he was fucking someone else. While that would've been fun in its own way, Kristen had an idea to make it even better.
"Don't worry, he still won't know anything about you," Kristen explained to me over the phone.
"Ok?" I prompted her to continue.
"What I want to do is...have you fuck me while he's listening in on the phone," Kristen said, the smile in her voice apparent.
"I see, and how would that work?" I asked.
"You know, I'd just have my phone on me while we did it, and that way I can just narrate what's happening."
"And that's what you're going for?"
"Yeah, it'll be really hot. Sends the imagination into overdrive. Like, what if I were to tell you I had my hand in my panties right now?" Kristen asked.
"Obviously I'd be picturing that," I answered.
"Exactly. And if I were telling you about it while moaning, you'd be able to picture that as well, right?"
