I loved teaching and my students. Out of the hundred or so students I taught each semester I would make friends with a few of them. Our relationships stayed professional and I made it a point to not socialize with them until they were no longer my student. I usually dreaded the end of the semester, but that year I couldn't wait for it to end.
Paula bought the house. She didn't need my income and she wanted to send the male patriarchy a big fuck you by buying it in her name. It rankled her how banks and credit card companies insisted the loan or card be in the husband's name. It pissed her off to be told she needed her husband's approval on anything.
John was an older version of me, but with a big, virile dick. Sex with him was the best of both worlds because he was very adept and at ease with switching from cuck to lothario.
He was rocking Paula's world with both his mouth and cock. They continued to have sex until he moved to Florida several weeks after she closed on the house.
I was a bit surprised at how fond she was of John as I just saw a fifty year age divide. She told him he could stay in the house until he left for Florida. I had moved out of our house and into a rent by the month apartment. I didn't have a phone. I rented a small trailer and loaded it with items Paula wanted and made the drive to Midland,
I hadn't talked to her in a week so I assumed we would meet at her company provided house and go to the new house, I discovered she had already moved in. There was a note on the door telling me to come to the new house. I arrived and had to ring the doorbell as I didn't have a key. John answered the door. He said Paula was sleeping.
He was wearing a bathrobe. He asked if I wanted coffee. I followed him into the kitchen. We chatted about the drive, school, the weather, and his move. He said he was conflicted. I told him I understood. He was a man in his seventies tapping a woman in his twenties.
Paula woke up and entered the kitchen. She greeted me with a hug and a brief kiss then went over and hugged and kissed John. Their kiss was much longer. She told him, "I woke up and wondered where you were. I didn't know Tobias was here."
He told her I had arrived a half hour earlier. I told her I had a full trailer to unload. She said she'd change and help me. John and I chatted about my drive. He said he'd make us breakfast after we finished. He said Paula had been great. The sale of the house had been smooth. He appreciated her generosity in allowing him to stay. I told him she is very organized so I wasn't surprised every thing went smoothly and she possessed a big heart. Besides, there was plenty of room and he made really good coffee.
He laughed. Paula joined us wearing gym shorts and a tank top. The two of us emptied the trailer and put everything away. We didn't discuss John or what she had been up to as it was obvious she and he weren't just having sex, but sharing the same bed. I thought how crazy it was to be cuckolded by a cuckold and not just any cuckold, but one in his seventies.
He was still handsome and fit. He took pride in his appearance. She had a thing for older men so part of me wasn't surprised at her attraction to him.
We ate a late breakfast and the three of us chatted. Paula sat at the head of the table with John and I on either side of her. We caught up on each other's work. I told them I was ready for the semester to end. John said he and Mary Beth never lived apart, but he added there were thousands of nights where he wasn't invited to spend the night in her bed.
Paula asked him, "How have you liked spending the night in my bed?"
He blushed a bit, "I like it a lot."
She said, "Me too," then leaned over and gave him a kiss, "Lover."
She was twisting the knife sweetly. He kissed her back. I watched. Paula reached for my hand and held it as she and John continued their kiss.
She reminded me when it ended, "He really is a good kisser."
We finished eating. Paula told me to clean up the kitchen and to put my things in John's room.
"John and I are going to take a shower. Why don't you take one, then join us?"
I did as she asked and showed up in her room with a towel around my waist. She told me to ditch the towel.
"See John, I told you he isn't very big. Get on the bed."
I climbed onto the bed. She was in the middle of us. She told me to suck her breast. She and John kissed then he sucked on her other breast.
She said it felt nice having her two boys home for the weekend. I reached down to caress between her legs. John had the same idea. He had a finger on her clitoris so I pushed two fingers into her vagina.
She told John she wanted his cock. He got on top of her. His dick was gargantuan. He took it and rubbed it between her labia. She said, "I want my cuck to guide it in."
She took my hand and placed it on John's johnson. It was my first time to touch another man's cock. I remarked, "He really is big."
She thought what I said was funny and said, "Isn't that the point?"
I rubbed its head against her clitoris, then positioned it at the entrance of her vagina,
"Hold it while he pushes it all the way in."
John fed her his hog as I backed my hand down the shaft.
"Keep sucking my tit Pet. It feels really good."
Their intercourse starts out slow. Lots of eye contact between the two and kisses, him telling her how beautiful she is and she telling him how handsome he is. They can't believe how fate brought them together.
She adds, "Brought the three of us together. You, me, and my pet. Your cock feels so good. You know how to make a woman feel good."
Her vagina is wet and open and he starts long dicking her. The deep stroking causes her to make high pitched squeals. Her voice goes from high to low and she repeats 'Oh God,' for what seems like a hundred times. She's rolling her pelvis to meet his thrusts. I tug on her nipple using my teeth which drives her crazy. My face is sandwiched between her breast and John's chest. She lets out a huge groan when she orgasms, it John isn't through so he picks up the pace and fucks her through another two before finally announcing he's coming, Paula begs him to fill her with his seed.
I take my mouth off her breast. They slow down. His cock gets softer and he pulls out. The disjoining of their bodies results in a sucking sound as the seal between cock and pussy is broken.
John moves off of her, but she doesn't invite me to get out of my cage and to fuck her.
She and he talk. She tells him how good it was. I think we are through and start to get up.
"Where do you think you're going? I'm not through. I just need a few minutes. I'm a bit sensitive down there."
After a few minutes she tells me she is ready. I replace John's cock with my mouth. I can taste his cum. We are both very much into the cream pie she has. I feel good knowing I'm rocking her world with my tongue. My face is buried in her snatch. Then I experience something unexpected.
John is between my legs. His tongue licks my swollen, caged scrotum. I jump and start to pull away, but Paula tells me to keep licking. What he's doing feels really good, especially when he takes my scrotum into his mouth followed by analingus.
"Oh my god " I thought, wishing my cage was off. My dick is swollen and it hurts. She orgasms. He stops what he is doing to me. I'm in agony, but pleased as punch at the pleasure I gave my wife.
I sat on the back of my haunches. My leather cage is sticking straight out. There is a strap that goes over the sheath to keep the head of my penis from sticking out. The head of my penis is pressing against it. The two and a half inch cage is holding my four and a half inch erection and it hurts. My face is wet. I'm breathing hard. I'm hoping she'll take pity on me and allow me to fuck her or even to masturbate.
She knew I was dying, but she showed no mercy.
She commented to John and I, "That was fun. Pet, why don't you go unpack?"
I got off of the bed feeling not too happy, headed across the house to what was now my room, and did as she asked. Afterwards, I washed my face and dressed. It was my house, but I felt like an interloper, a guest. I sat in the den and read the newspaper while I waited for the lovebirds to show up.
Paula and John exited the bedroom as I was finishing the newspaper. They were dressed. I asked, "What do you feel like doing today?"
She smiled and said, "Someone sounds grumpy. Do you need a nap or to get laid?"
I pouted, "Probably both." Saying how I felt put me in a better mood.
John laughed and said, "I have been in your shoes too many times to count."
He was enjoying his new role. He was an easy going man and keeping in the spirit of things I asked, "John, what do you feel like doing?"
