Kristen Bell Returns Pt 01

January, 2024

OK, so where to start with Kristen Bell? She's been a regular of mine for about a year now and I think it would be fair to say that we've experimented a lot over the past twelve months. A natural submissive with a very open mind, Kristen has always been eager to try new things and further explore her subservient fantasies.

A kink she particularly enjoys is cuckolding her husband. I'm not sure what their dynamic is at home and he hasn't been involved in any of our sessions (either remotely or in person), but his name pops up a lot in our various roleplays with plenty of reference to his supposed bedroom deficiencies. 'Fuck, you're so much bigger than my husband'. 'My husband hasn't made me cum like that in years'. So on and so forth.

Honestly, I haven't even met the guy yet and I feel like he plays as big a role in his wife and my sessions as Kristen and I do. So it didn't exactly come as a surprise when Kristen called me up one day, expressing an interest in expanding on her cuckold fantasies and taking them to the next level.

Now, anyone who's read my story with Alexandra Daddario will know that I have experience in this area, and despite my initial reluctance, it turned out to be something that I quite enjoyed. I mean, I'd probably enjoy fucking Alexandra Daddario if my family had just been slaughtered but that's beside the point.

I wasn't sure if I was ready for him to be physically present yet, but if Kristen wished to engage in another video call situation then I was more than happy to do that. And as it turned out, I needn't have worried 'cause Kristen didn't want her husband to be present. In fact, she didn't want him involved at all. Needless to say, I was a little confused and in need of some clarification.

"I don't want you to cuck my husband," Kristen explained. "I want you to cuck

me

."

"Erm...OK," I replied, still confused. "And how do you want me to do that exactly?"

Kristen laughed. "Well, how do you think, silly? You tie me up, like you always do, but instead of me, you fuck one of my friends."

"In front of you?"

"Well, of course in front of me," Kristen replied. I could almost hear her rolling her eyes. I'll admit I was a little slow on the uptake but this whole dynamic was entirely new to me.

"So you're not involved in any...physical capacity?"

"Well, maybe," Kristen said. "I'll see how I feel on the day."

"Right, so this friend of yours..."

"Mila Kunis or Jameela Jamil," Kristen interrupted, answering the question before I'd asked it. Clearly she'd been thinking about this for a while.

She gave me her two friends' contact info, telling me to pick one and get in touch. Once I'd made the initial contact and gauged the ladies' interest, I'd reconvene with Kristen and we'd iron out the details. So that was the easy bit out of the way, now came the tough part: picking one of her friends. I've long been a fan of both so choosing just one was not gonna be easy. But after several hours of hemming and hawing, I finally landed on the perfect solution: I'd get in touch with both of them. I mean, why pick one when you can have the set?

I messaged them both individually, introducing myself and explaining the situation without going into specifics. Turns out the introductions weren't necessary as both of them knew I was; clearly Kristen had been talking about me. Once both women had shown some interest, I explained the situation in greater detail and arranged a video call so the three of us could meet and hash it all out.

The call was set up for the following day. After the usual meet and greet (the girls had actually met before but only a couple of times), we each took turns to take the floor and explain our relationships with Kristen. Mila went first. Turns out she'd known Kristen the longest, having met her way back in the

Forgetting Sarah Marshall

days. The two had hit it off on set and their relationship strengthened during the making of the

Bad Moms

movies, with the pair becoming very good friends. Jameela was a more recent friend, having first met Kristen on the set of

The Good Place

. Both were aware of her submissive tendencies, having been involved with her in sexual roleplays, both on their own and with another guy. When it came to my turn, there wasn't really a lot to tell, 'cause again, Kristen had told them most of it already.

So all that was left was to plan things out. We made a rough layout of our plans for the day and what Kristen's role in it would be. That bit was pretty easy; the difficult part was setting a date. I gave them the dates that Kristen had booked and the girls picked one that suited the pair of them. Problem was, the date they picked out was in three months time. At first I was disappointed, 'cause truth be told, I wasn't sure I could wait that long. And I wasn't sure that Kristen could wait that long either. But then it got me thinking, the longer Kristen had to wait, the more surprised she'd be. And so I'd have to be patient.

Luckily for me, I had lots of guests to pass the time with, including Kristen herself. She came by five times in that three month spell and the first few times she did so expectantly, looking around the living room each time she arrived for signs of one of her friends. But by the fourth time that had stopped and it almost seemed like she'd forgotten about it. So in spite of the painfully long wait, it was all coming together nicely.

Then as the date drew nearer, the plot thickened considerably. Kristen texted me a few days prior. I won't relay the whole conversation but the pertinent part was thus:

Kristen: I shot a scene in a sex store today.

Me: Oh yeah?

Kristen: Mmhmm. Seriously I was SURROUNDED by bondage gear.

Me: Not for the first time [wink emoji]. Did it give you any ideas?

Kristen: Did it?! I couldn't STOP thinking of new ideas. I kept forgetting my lines cos everytime I saw something new I kept imagining you using it on me.

Me: How unprofessional.

Kristen: Right? And I never forget lines normally so I was starting to worry that the crew would catch on.

Kristen: Anyway I have a list of things I'd like you to get.

She did, and it was a long one. Some of the things I already had, some of them were a huge surprise and some of them I'd never heard of. But after hours of Googling and online shopping, I amassed all the items that Kristen requested. I wasn't sure if it would affect my plans in any way, but since Kristen had booked a three night stay, there'd be plenty of time to use them.

Kristen arrived the following Friday, wearing a sleeveless black top and a tight pair of jeans that hugged her ass very nicely. She greeted me with a hug and a kiss, and once she'd freshened up from the road, we started things off like we always did. I took her to a room upstairs, one I knew that sound wouldn't travel to when her friends arrived, which was set to happen in an hour's time. I'd taken her up there every time since she'd come up with the idea, so it wouldn't arouse suspicion.

Once we were there I stripped her naked, put a blindfold over her eyes and a ball gag in her mouth. I tied her to the bed, ate her pussy to the brink of climax then stopped just before she came, getting up off the bed and leaving her to stew in her juices. Orgasm denial has always been one of Kristen's kinks, but this time around, she might get a little more than she bargained for.

The girls were arriving as I went downstairs and I opened the front door to let them both in. Both were dressed casually, Mila in a white shirt and jean shorts and Jameela in a blue summer dress and a pair of white boots. We said our hellos, I offered them a drink and we took to the couch for a catchup chat, going over the plan once more before we put it into action.

Once the girls were settled in, I showed them to their rooms so they could drop off their things and take a shower. While the girls were getting ready, I went back upstairs to check in on Kristen and get her ready for the second phase. I took her up a glass of water, untied her from the bed and removed her gag and blindfold. Kristen took a few sips of her drink and I asked her if she needed the bathroom, warning her that it might be her last chance for a while but giving no indication as to why that was.

Kristen went into the en suite bathroom and when she came back out again, the gag and blindfold went straight back on. I put her on her knees on the floor, cuffed her hands behind her back and tied her ankles together. Once she was in position, I went downstairs to fetch my laptop. I returned to her room and powered it up, logging into Zoom and hooking it up to the big TV.

I removed Kristen's blindfold and she found herself staring at my as yet windowless Zoom account, blown up on the huge TV. It took a few moments for the penny to drop, but once it did an excited smile crept across her face. I leaned down to kiss her forehead then strolled across the room, stopping in the doorway as I turned to face her.

"Enjoy the show," I said with a grin, then closed the door behind me.

I went downstairs and back to my room, fishing my phone out of my pocket and opening up Zoom. I set up a convo with my dummy account (it's not my first time doing something like this, so I have multiple accounts for my various devices), put the phone on a tripod and connected it to the TV. An image of Kristen filled the screen, handcuffed and gagged as she took in the scene now stretched across hers. At the moment it was just me, alone in my bedroom. Then there was a knock at the door.

"Come in," I said.

The door swung open, and Kristen's friends came sauntering in, hand in hand and both kitted out in designer stilettos and sexy lingerie. Mila wore a strapless black bra and panties, with a dark set of thigh-high stockings, while Jameela had gone for a lacy white set with sheer white stockings, held up by a matching suspender belt.

"Mmm," said Kristen as she saw them enter. It was the only sound she was capable of making but it sounded like she approved.

Her girlfriends smirked when they saw her kneeling there.

"Ready, Krissy?" Mila asked her.

Kristen responded by nodding her head.

"Good," said Mila, reaching out towards me as I approached both girls.

She placed a hand at the back of my head and was about to pull me in for a kiss when Jameela suddenly stopped her.

"Wait. Maybe we should start with just us," she suggested as she looked at Mila. "To tease our little friend a bit more."

"Good idea," Mila replied, then moved her hand to Jameela's head and pulled her in instead.

Their lips pressed together and I went to fetch my phone from the tripod as they broke into a fiery kiss. By the time I got back, the ladies had their hands on each other, Jameela's squeezing at Mila's ass while Mila grabbed onto Jameela's big tits. I moved the camera in nice and close, and took a pan of their bodies. Starting at their faces as they passionately kissed, I moved it down to Jameela's chest, her tits under siege by Mila's hands, grabbing and squeezing and jiggling them lightly. Panning down past their flat, toned stomachs, I moved the camera to Mila's ass as Jameela's fingers dug into it deeply, gripping onto both her cheeks.

Their lips came apart and the girls clasped hands, grinning at the camera as they crossed the room. Of course I followed closely behind, pointing the camera at their asses as they wrapped their arms around each other, reaching down for a grope and squeeze as they moved towards the bed.

"Madame," said Mila as she took Jameela's hand and helped her onto the bed.

"Merci," said Jameela, kicking off her shoes and climbing on, laying on her back across the mattress.

Mila climbed up after her, kneeling between Jameela's legs as she laid her body on top of her, leaning in for another long kiss. Jameela's hands went down to her ass and I followed them with the camera as she slid them up to Mila's back, wrapping them around her shoulders. Their lips came apart and their tongues took over, wriggling and writhing as I moved the camera as close as I could, capturing every moment.

Jameela turned as they broke from the kiss, facing the camera as Mila kissed her cheek. "You like watching us snog, Kristen?" That's 'make out' in British, by the way.

Kristen nodded.

"Looks like your friend here likes it too," Jameela declared.

I pointed the camera down as Jameela reached out, grabbing at the bulge in my pants.

"Uhh," Kristen moaned, sounding excited at the hint of my cock but disappointed that she couldn't get at it herself.

I pointed the camera at Mila as she started to kiss down Jameela's neck, past her collarbone and down to her chest. She left a few kisses in Jameela's cleavage as she slid her arms underneath her back, feeling around in search of her bra strap. Jameela raised her back up to help, using her elbows to prop herself up as Mila unhooked her lacy bra and lifted it off of her chest.

Jameela laid back on the mattress, lifting her arms up so Mila could remove her bra. Her heavy tits came into view as Mila dropped her bra to the floor, taking a breast in each of her hands and pushing them both together. I moved the camera in closer, practically shoving it into Mila's face as she dipped her head down, burying it in Jameela's cleavage.

"Mmm, yes!" she exclaimed as she pulled her head up, vigorously groping those beautiful tits and jiggling them in the palms of her hands. "Oh my God, Krissy, your friend's got such big tits."

"Mmm!" Kristen moaned, looking incredibly jealous as Mila poked her tongue out and licked across Jameela's nipple.

Moving to the other, she licked that one as well then wrapped her lips around it, suckling upon it like a babe in arms. Cupping and squeezing Jameela's large tits, she switched back and forth from one to the other, sucking them both in turn. She did that several times then returned her face to Jameela's cleavage, groping and jiggling those lovely big titties as she slapped them against her cheeks.

"Fuuuck, I could play with these all day," Mila declared as she prised herself free from Jameela's rack.

"Feel free," Jameela replied as Mila moved her head down lower, continuing to grope her tits as she placed a kiss just below her sternum.

Mila giggled, finally letting go of Jameela's tits as she started to shift towards the foot of the bed, kissing her tummy in several places. She moved right down in between her legs, wrapping her arms around them as she kissed the inside of Jameela's thighs. She left a kiss on the crotch of her panties as she hooked her fingers underneath the waistband and began to pull them down.

I moved the camera in nice and close, capturing the moment that Jameela's pussy came into view, the lips of which were already wet as Mila pulled her panties down her mile-long legs and peeled them off her entirely. She dropped her panties down onto the floor and licked along the inside of her leg, skipping straight past Jameela's pussy and kissing back down the opposing thigh.

"Ohhh, fuck, Kristen," Jameela whined, looking at the camera as I panned back up to her face. "Your girlfriend's a tease, huh?"

I pointed the camera back down at her crotch as Mila licked to the top of her thigh then moved her tongue to Jameela's pussy. She started by licking up and down her slit, cleaning up the moisture as she dragged her tongue across it. She moved her tongue to Jameela's clit then wrapped her lips around it. I kept the camera pointed at her face as she started to lap at Jameela's clit. Her lips were smothering it almost entirely, so I couldn't really see what she was doing, but the sight of her head between another woman's legs made for quite the alluring image. It reminded me of that scene in

Black Swan

where she eats out Natalie Portman; a scenario that, now that I've met them both, I'm very keen to recreate.

I panned the camera up Jameela's body, moving past her flat, toned stomach and up to her tits which were cupped in the palms of her hands, thumbs rubbing at her stiff brown nipples. I moved the camera right up to her face, eyes closed and lips apart as moans spilled out from between them. Her eyes came open and a little grin stretched across her face when she saw where I was pointing the camera, giving me somewhere else to point it as she moved a hand from one of her tits and placed it in my crotch. I aimed the camera down POV-style as Jameela started rubbing my cock, hearing a little moan from Kristen when she saw how much it had grown. Watching a hot woman going down on another tends to have that effect.

"I think she wants to see it," Jameela said, her grin growing wider as she lowered my fly and reached her hand inside it. "Shall we show her?"

I said nothing, simply reaching down as I held the camera and tried to remove my belt. It wasn't easy with a single hand so Jameela helped me out, unbuckling it quickly, then opening my pants and starting to pull them down. She left them bunched around the tops of my thighs as she grabbed my boxers and pulled them down as well, freeing my cock entirely. Kristen uttered a louder moan as my dick flopped out and into the shot, already rock hard as Jameela grabbed it and began to stroke the shaft.

Turning her head to the side, she rolled her tongue out from between her lips and dragged it across the tip, lapping up the precum that was already pooling there. I tipped my head back, moaning from behind the camera as those big, full lips wrapped around my helmet and started to move down the length of my shaft. The position she was in was a little bit awkward so she couldn't quite take me all the way down, but she made a valiant effort, sucking down half on the very first pass.

I pointed the camera back down at Mila who was watching intently from between Jameela's thighs. She peeled her lips from Jameela's pussy, both of them shining with the fruits of her labour as she ran her tongue around them slowly, cleaning the mess that Jameela had left there.

"Mmm, Krissy," she smirked at the camera. "Your friend tastes

good

."

She returned her tongue to Jameela's pussy, this time keeping her lips apart so we could see what she was doing. She started to tongue at Jameela's clit, lapping at it sharply with quick, hard flicks of her tongue. Jameela started moaning louder as she pumped her lips up and down my shaft, going down deeper with every pass. I moved the camera to and fro, switching back and forth from one thing to another. One minute it was pointed at my cock as Jameela sucked it down, the next it was pointed in between her legs as Mila lapped at her clit, making her moan as she blew me.

She kept it going for quite some time, but as Mila's tongue started licking faster, Jameela began to lose her focus. She slid her lips back off of my cock and reached up to grab it with one of her hands as she held Mila's head with the other, gripping it tightly as she licked her into ecstasy. She jerked my cock a half dozen times then simply gripped it at the base of the shaft, closing her eyes as a chorus of moans fluttered out from between her lips.

"Ohh, yes! That's it, love. Right there!"

Jameela's moans increased in volume, building to a loud crescendo as she tightened her grip on the base of my shaft, holding it so firmly that it was starting to hurt. I gripped my cock just below the tip and pried it free from Jameela's grasp, keeping the camera pointed down at her face as pleasure started coursing through her, her lips wide open in a perfect O as moans poured out from between them.

"Yes! Yes! YESSS!!!"

Her hand flew forward, joining the other on Mila's head and gripping two fistfuls of nut-brown hair as Mila kept tonguing at the nub of her clit, licking her through the throes of climax. Jameela lifted her head off the pillows, muscles straining all over her body as she let out a final orgasmic cry then collapsed back down to the mattress, looking like her body had turned to jelly.