Modern Family: Phil's Wild Night

This was a special request and it's a different one for me.

Cuck shit warning!!! If that bothers you, pass this by.

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"Oh, Clair, yeah," I said as my beautiful blonde wife sucked my iron-hard seven-inch penis.

I was sitting on the edge of our bed naked, and she was on her knees on the floor, fully clothed and still in her heels.

She sucked my left testicle into her mouth as she looked into my eyes.

Suddenly, she popped off and said, "Phil, tomorrow, Gloria is going to ask you for a favor and..."

The thought of Gloria, with her sexy Columbian accent, low-cut blouses and tight skirts, needing me to do her a favor sent me over the edge and before Clair could finish her sentence, I shot my first spurt across her nose, then she was able to get me into her mouth to take the rest.

"Oh, sweet baby James," I grunted as my wife swallowed every last drop of my seed.

"Well," she said falling back onto her haunches. "I see she still makes you a quick trigger after all these years."

"Clair, I..."

"Just stop--it's fine--my jaw was getting sore anyway."

"I love you so much," I said as my soldier deflated.

"Anyway," she said. "She's going to ask you for a favor and I'm fine with it."

"What is it?" I asked with full-on curiosity. "Why can't Jay do it?"

"You'll see. I'm not going to tell you, but I'm serious, Phil. Whatever she asks you to do, I'm fine with it, so just do it."

"Okay," I shrugged. "Why don't you climb up here and let me return the favor."

She wiped the last of my semen from her face with her fingers, then put them into my mouth to clean up. It wasn't my favorite thing in the world, but ever since she told me how much it turned her on, I gladly ate it for her. I figured is she could enjoy it, why couldn't I?

"I'm tired, honey. I'm just gonna take a shower and go to bed," she said as she stood and padded into the bathroom.

As I got comfortable for sleep, the thought of Gloria's sexy loud voice made me rock hard again, and Clair left me blue-balled when she climbed under the covers.

*****

"Pheel," Gloria said into the phone with her thick accent. "I want you to meet me for a drink at The Four Seasons tonight."

"Really?" I choked out. "Clair said you needed me to do something. Are you guys looking for real estate?"

"No!" She shrieked. "Just be in the lounge at seven. Do not be late."

"Okay," I said still wondering what was going on.

I knew better than to question my wife, let alone to question Gloria. Her Colombian heritage made her a spicy and gorgeous woman, and frankly, she scared the heck out of me as much as she turned me on.

For the rest of the day, I was worthless. Every thought I had was about Gloria and what I would do if she only allowed me to give her the kind of favor I wanted.

*****

"You are late!" Gloria shouted as I walked up to her at the bar. "Get away!" She screamed at some idiot trying to pick her up.

She was dressed in a tight blue miniskirt that was so low cut, I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. Her legs were encased in smoky black stockings, and her feet were adorned with matching blue five-inch heels.

"I'm sorry, Gloria. I had a showing run late."

"What-ever, Pheel."

I shivered at her sexy pronunciation. More than once, I mistook it for her asking me to feel something. It usually led to my or Clair's embarrassment.

"Merlot," I asked the bartender and looked over to Gloria. "So, what can I do for you?"

She smirked evilly and said, "I am going to make your dreams come true. Drink your wine quickly so we can go."

I almost choked, but I managed to chug the entire glass down in one swallow.

"Okay," I said coughing.

She shook her head and walked away. I threw a twenty on the bar and I spun to see where she hurried off to.

I gladly followed and watched her butt away with each clacking step. Even the sound of her walking was sexy, and I got embarrassingly hard.

"Where are we going?" I asked like an idiot when we stopped at the elevators.

She rolled her eyes and said, "I have a room. Shut up and you'll see soon enough."

I trembled. Was my sexy Latina fantasy woman taking me to her room for sex? Was my wife really okay with that? I couldn't wipe the goofy smile off my face no matter how hard I tried.

After what seemed like an eternity, we finally stepped off the elevator and found her room.

She paused before opening the door and said, "Everything that happens in this hotel is a secret. If you say anything to anyone, I will cut off your cock and feed it to you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Gloria," I croaked.

"Mees-trees. Call me mistress from now on."

I almost ejaculated in my pants.

"Okay, mistress."

What a thrill! A chill went down my spine and my toes tingled while my penis throbbed painfully in my tented slacks.

The anticipation was killing me as we walked into the darkened suite. Suddenly a light turned on and her husband, my father-in-law, Jay, smiled.

"Hello, Phil," the older man said. "I can't wait to get started."

"Jay!" I shrieked like a little girl. "It's not what you think. Wait, what?"

It didn't seem right. Why was he naked?

He stood with a groan and his very large penis dangled between his legs.

"Gloria?" I asked.

She turned and smacked me so fast I never saw her hand.

I saw stars while she shouted, "What did you call me?"

"I'm sorry, mistress. Mistress, what is going on?" I asked as I rubbed my cheek.

Jay poured a glass of champagne and handed the flute to his stunning younger wife.

"Would you like one, Phil?" He asked as Gloria sat on the couch and crossed her legs.

I couldn't take my eyes off her as I dumbly nodded my head.

"This is what's happening," he said as he handed me a flute of bubbly.

"Gloria wanted to cuckold me, but me being the real man I am said no way. She pouted for a while, and then we came up with this idea. She gets to humiliate someone, but not me."

"I don't understand," I said wondering what I had gotten myself into.

He rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Dumbass, I'm going to have sex with my wife and be the bull. You are going to be her beta-cuck and she's going to humiliate you. You know, make fun of your little dick, tell you how much better of a man I am--the usual stuff."

He popped a pill and drank some champagne.

"I don't have a small penis. Clair says it's perfect."

"It doesn't matter," Jay argued. "It's smaller than mine from what I'm told and by the looks of the stick in your slacks."

I couldn't argue with him. Even flaccid, his was almost as large as mine. How does it even fit in his pants?

"Look, Phil. Take your clothes off and get Gloria ready for my cock. It'll take a few minutes for the Viagra to kick in and foreplay bores me. Do not lick her pussy. You can touch any part of her body with your fingers, including her pretty pussy, but your tongue can't touch pink. Got it?"

I nodded and Gloria smiled.

"Jay, why don't you put sports on the TV," she offered. "You know how much that gets you excited."

"Good idea."

He poured himself a glass of bourbon and sat on the couch.

"Unzeep my dress, Pheel."

I couldn't believe what was happening. I wasn't sure, but I thought I was moments away from my hands and tongue touching my voluptuous vixen.

I lowered the zipper and kissed her naked back. She quickly turned and slapped me again. I was so shocked, I ended up on my butt on the floor. Jay laughed.

Gloria yelled, "I did not give you permission to kiss me." She pushed me onto my back with her heeled foot and said, "Lick my shoe as punishment."

Without hesitation I grabbed her foot with both hands and licked up the sides of her shoe. The smell of leather and nylon along with the taste, made me drunk with lust.

Did she know Clair made me worship her feet when I was bad? Did they talk about our sex lives?

"Enough!" Gloria spat, and I let go of her foot.

Her dress fell onto my stomach as she stepped out of it.

She stood, straddling my hips, wearing nothing but her heels and stockings.

She commanded, "Look at my body. Look at this poosie, you'll never fuck."

I gazed at her pink treasure as it glistened from arousal. Her fingers sliding through her lips.

I begged, "Please, Mistress, may I touch you now?"

She sat and scooted back on the bed.

"Jess, Pheel, touch my nipples. Make them hard for Jay's leeps."

I hurried onto the bed and groaned when my hard penis hit the mattress painfully. I dared only to touch her nipples, desperately wanting to feel all of her breasts, but I didn't want to be bad. I had to obey my mistress.

"Look, Jay. This so-called man is touching your breasts."

"That's nice, dear," he said without looking away from the basketball game on television.

She smacked my head and said, "Rub my poosie with only one finger. Just my cleet, understand?"

"Yes," I agreed and immediately lowered my middle finger to her wet clit.

She didn't need warming up. She was more than ready, I realized then, that Jay was the one who needed warming up. How sad for him that he needed a pill to get hard for his beautiful sexy wife who was a year younger than his daughter.

"Oh, Jay!" She suddenly shrieked. "I'm coming. Ay Dios mio!"

"Whoa kay," he said slapping his hands on his knees. "Let's get this show started."

Gloria pushed me away and sat up to kiss her husband as he climbed into bed.

He got on his back, and she wasted no time straddling his hips.

"Fuck me, mi amor!" She moaned as she slid up and down along his hard shaft.

He was hard as stone and at least three inches longer than my erect penis.

"Oh, jess," she moaned as he entered her slowly. "Oh!"

I didn't know what to do, so I watched the woman of my dreams get penetrated by my father-in-law. Her breasts bounced as she rode him, and she grabbed them, squeezing them, teasing me.

"Do these breasts turn you on, Pheel? Does my poosie getting filled by my husband's huge cock turn you on?"

"Yes," I whimpered. I couldn't find the courage to act like a man. I was hers to tease.

"Take off my shoes and lick my feet," she demanded.

I dove at her left foot first, removing her obscenely sexy shoe. I kissed her arch before I removed the other shoe.

I did the best I could to steady her as I licked and sucked the nylon covered foot, but she kept kicking my mouth and nose as she rode Jay's throbbing chemically enhanced penis.

She smelled only of leather and nylon as I worshipped my mistress. I dared not touch or kiss above her ankle, to avoid punishment, but what could she do? I was already worshipping her beautiful feet. What punishment could she add?

I was so caught up in sucking her toes and watching Jay's penis slide in and out of her hungry hole, I almost missed her instruction.

"My ass. Lick my culo!" She screamed as she rode him harder, slamming onto his hips.

I had no idea, logistically, how I could access her rosebud while she was furiously riding him, but I was going to give it the old college try. Her plump cheeks flapped together as she rode, denying me easy access.

I crawled between Jay's legs and smelled his sweaty balls as I leaned closer to Gloria's amazing rear end.

"Now, maggot!" She screamed.

I stuck my tongue out and spread her cheeks with my hands. Her brown starfish called to me as I inched ever closer.

"Jess!" She squealed as soon as my tongue swiped at her rear entry. "Lick it! Lick it like the perro (dog) you are."

I was able to get into a groove and kept contact with her without messing up and licking Jay by accident. Thank God for small miracles.

"Oh, jess! I'm coming again. Ay Papi!"

"Me too," Jay shouted and they spasmed and climaxed together.

I backed away and watched Jay's penis throb as he unloaded spurt after spurt into his wife's glorious hole.

She rolled off of him and said, "Now, lick my poosie, you spineless man. Clean up my husband's superior seed."

I hesitated for only a moment before I realized I was told to lick her vagina. My dream was coming true!

I didn't even think about the fact that I was licking Jay's semen. My only attention was on her gaping pussy as I licked her. I was going to not only make her cum, but it would be the best orgasm she ever had.

I shoved two long fingers into her, searching out her g-spot, as I licked and slurped up her juices combined with Jay's.

"Jess, Pheel! Eat my slimy poosie. Make me cum, you worthless bastard."

She erupted, and her juices covered my face, hands, and the bed.

"Ay!" She screamed as Jay walked over to the couch, back to his whisky and sports.

"Enough," she whispered after she stopped shaking.

Her eyes were closed, and I thought she passed out. I sat up and committed every inch of her glistening naked body to memory.

Her breasts, which fell to her sides, her flat stomach leading down to her landing strip and cummy vagina. Her legs and feet as they lay lifeless around me. She was perfect.

She half-opened her eyes and said, "You may jerk yourself off and cum on my feet."

I'd never moved as quickly as I did at that moment, ripping my belt off and opening my slacks.

My hard penis flopped out, and I stroked it furiously, looking at her majestic and well-fucked body.

"Sweet, Georgia Brown!" I cried as I shot the largest load of my life onto Gloria's waiting feet.

I sat back, trying to catch my breath, when she said, "Clean up your mess, you dirty boy. Lick it all up."

I wasted no time devouring every inch of her soaked feet. It didn't matter if that spot had any of my semen or not, it was licked anyway just in case.

When she finally pulled her wet feet away, she asked, "What do you say?"

"Thank you, mistress," I answered with a grin so wide it hurt my cheeks.

Jay merely laughed. I'm sure he was thinking I was weak, but the joke was on him. I got to finger and lick his wife in front of him. Maybe, he was the cuckold after all?

*****

As I walked up the sidewalk to my front door, Javier, Gloria's ex-husband was leaving my house.

"Javier! What are you doing here?"

"Hello, Phil. I left you a gift. You're a lucky man, my friend. Clair is a vibrant and passionate woman."

He slapped me on the back and walked down my driveway.

"What was that all about!" I asked myself.

With Gloria's naked body seared into my eyes and her taste still lingering on my tongue, I walked into my house.

"Honey?" I called out.

"Upstairs, Phil."

I walked up and tripped over the stair I needed to fix, only to find my beautiful wife naked and splayed out on our bed.

"Hey, baby," she purred.

"Wow!" I said. "You look ready for action."

I took off my shirt and dropped my pants and boxers.

"What gift did Javier leave me, honey!" I said as she beckoned me with a come-hither finger.

"Why don't you lick my kitty and see if you can guess."

"Oh!"

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