I Play The Fairy Godmother

Author's introduction:

I must state right from the start that this is a totally fictitious story. However, it is based on a request I received some time ago from a follower in America, who wrote me an email outlining his domestic situation. He and his wife are recently married. They live a D/s lifestyle, where he is the Top, and his wife is his submissive. She is apparently bi-curious. My correspondent informed me that he has read my story in the Ladies of the Briar series (it's the one entitled Caribbean Kink) and that both he and his new wife would love to have an experience similar to that of the characters John and Mary-Lou who appear in that story. He even suggested that I travel to America to meet them both! I explained that such a scenario was impossible, but I did hint that I might be able to write a story that satisfied their needs. My suggestion was gratefully received, and so this is that story.

As with all of my work, all sex described takes place between consenting adults of at least eighteen years of age. Please consider leaving a comment (and a score too.) Compliments are nice, but stars tell me how well my work is considered by others. Thank you in advance, and I hope you enjoy my little fantasy!

Whilst it was not a typical Friday evening, it was a scenario that had occurred many times in the past thirty years. A typical Friday evening would have seen Olwen Simpson getting ready to go out on a date with her boyfriend. But on this particular evening, she was 'between' boyfriends, and so she and her cuckold, Richard, were upstairs in the third bedroom that they both used as an office at home. They were sat in front of the screen of a PC, which was currently logged on to a fetish dating site. Olwen was seeking a new lover.

"You've got a new message from Adam," Richard pointed out to Olwen. She was busy, fiddling with the dainty pipe that she was smoking, and had seemingly missed the notification that there was a new conversation awaiting her attention.

Olwen slipped the stem of her pipe into the corner of her mouth and drew heavily on it. She savoured the taste of her favourite aromatic tobacco, and exhaled the smoke from her nostrils. She turned to face Richard.

"He's nothing if not persistent," she smiled. "I mean, if he's genuine, he sounds really interesting. But Mississippi? He might just as well be on Mars! I can't see me going to the States every weekend for my cock, can you? And I doubt if he's willing or able to come here whenever I need him!"

"Well why don't you see what he has to say?" Richard suggested. "He's the only one on line at the moment. Have a quick chat with him, and then we can go downstairs and watch some porn together. That new Hot Wife and cuckold channel we've subscribed to has new videos on it quite often."

Olwen typed a quick "Hi, Adam. Nice to chat with you again," reply and waited for her American correspondent to respond. Whilst she waited, she casually began to fondle Richard's exposed cock, which was safely locked away in his chastity device. His balls were swollen and Olwen was in no doubt that they were quite tender. She smiled at her cuckold's discomfort, and blew a stream of pipe smoke at Richard.

"Milking day tomorrow, cucky," she said softly. "Only another couple of hours to wait until I drain those swollen balls of yours."

Richard smiled. Yes, his balls ached, but it was a sensation he adored. He knew that Olwen would require oral worship before she went to sleep tonight, and the thought of her sitting on his face gave him an immense amount of pleasure.

Olwen's fondling was interrupted by a ping from her computer. She had a message pending. Slipping the stem of her pipe into her mouth, Olwen clamped down on it and smoked thoughtfully as she read her message.

Adam: "Good afternoon, Olwen. It's good to talk to you again too. Are you still seeking a lover?"

Olwen: "Yes, I am. Why? Are you offering to fill the vacancy? Lol!"

A: "Mary and I are coming to England the week after next. It's a sort of delayed honeymoon. She wants to visit a bunch of places that she's read about."

O: "Interesting. But I don't live in England. And whilst I have been known to fuck women, it's cock I'm looking for right now."

A: "I'm interested. And if you're agreeable, I have a situation that might interest you. Can I tell you about it?"

O: "Of course. I'm always ready to listen to suggestions."

A: "Mary is my submissive. She likes to be spanked hard before we have sex. She's also bi-curious. She told me that she wants to try being with another woman who will spank her and then fuck her. She wants me to watch while this is happening."

Olwen read Adam's last message, smoking quietly as the words appeared on her screen.

"Have you seen this?" she said to Richard, who had slipped off his chair and was busy licking his Hot Wife's cunt from his position on his knees between her thighs. It was standard practice for them when Olwen was chatting with a potential or a current lover.

Richard got to his feet and resumed his seat at Olwen's side. As he read Adam's last message, the words scrolled up the screen and a new message appeared.

A: "Are you still there? Did I write something that offended you?"

O: "No, of course not. I was just considering my reply, that's all. Your proposal does interest me. But I'll need to speak to your sub myself. I'm not willing to spank her unless I'm convinced that it's what she wants. I only play consensually. I'll want to hear it from her personally."

A: "She's right here sitting beside me."

O: "How do I know that? It could be you pretending to type her words. No offense, Adam, but reading words on a screen proves nothing."

A: "You're right, of course. How about if you send me a contact telephone number? Mary can ring you and you two can talk and Mary can explain to you exactly what it is she has in mind when we come to England."

O: "Hang on. I need to think about that. Brb."

A: "Brb???"

O: "Be right back! Lol!"

A: 😂

Olwen looked at her cuckold questioningly.

"What do you think?" she asked. "Does he sound genuine to you?"

"Look, Olwen, this has never happened before, quite like this," Richard replied. "Whenever you've been seeking online, you've had time wasters and bull shitters contact you. But in the end, you have to take a risk. I usually go with you on a first date, to make sure that you're not going to meet a mad axe murderer or a complete nutter. But this would be different. Adam and Mary will be coming here, unless you intend going to London to meet them. I assume they'll be staying in London. That's where most Americans base themselves when they come over here to see the sights."

Olwen smiled gratefully at her cuckold.

"You have the knack of seeing everything so clearly," she said, putting her pipe down and moving in for a kiss. Richard winced as their lips met. He adored smokey kisses and his chastity device had suddenly become very tight indeed. His cock measured barely three inches when he was fully hard, but his chastity device was one of the smallest on the market, and prevented him from achieving a proper hard on. But it did get very snug indeed whenever Olwen teased him enough for his cock to swell as much as was possible inside the tiny cage.

"I think you should go for it," Richard said when the kiss was over. "I don't know how you must be feeling since you and John went your separate ways, but I can tell you that I really miss watching you get fucked."

"I love worshipping your cunt," he added, "but it always tastes much nicer after you've had sex. I miss my cream pie!"

Olwen chuckled.

"Poor cucky!" she said. "I know exactly how you feel. My rabbit gets me off and your tongue feels lovely when you're worshipping me, but you're right. I do miss cock! I think I'll do as you suggest. I'll send Adam my old phone number. I can easily charge it up again, and speak to this Mary. I'll see if she's genuine and when they are coming over for their honeymoon. Perhaps they could stay here over a weekend?"

That's sorted then!" replied Richard, getting back down on his knees on the floor. Olwen opened her legs to give him access, and he resumed his oral worship. Olwen returned her pipe to her mouth and began to type.

O: Sorry to have been so long, Adam. I am very interested in meeting you both. Let's get one thing clear first. What dates are you intending to come over to the UK?

A reply came almost immediately. It was obvious that Adam was as interested as Olwen!

A: "We fly out on July 22, and we're registered in a hotel in London for three nights. Mary intends going to the Tutankhamun exhibition, and she also wants to go and visit Baker Street, where Sherlock Holmes lived. She says she's going to smoke a pipe outside number 221b."

O: "Are you only staying for three nights? That won't give you any time to come down to Wales, where I live. Mary smokes a pipe? I do like the sound of her!"

A: "No, we are staying over for almost three weeks. We intend to travel all over England and we want to go to Scotland too. Both Mary and I have Scotch ancestors. Yes, we both smoke pipes. Mary enjoys a cigar too. Her ex introduced her to pipe smoking."

Olwen sat back and considered her next reply. Now that she had made a decision, she was excited at the prospect of meeting this couple from America. She typed her next message carefully.

O: "This all sounds very encouraging. I'll be on school holidays from the 25th of July, so I'm available during your time over here. A couple of points for you both to consider. Wales is a separate country from England, but you can travel here easily enough from London. And when you go to Scotland, remember that Scotch is what people drink up there. Your ancestors were Scottish. Now then, before we all get too excited, I need Mary to speak to me. Tell her to phone this number when it's convenient. Say sometime tomorrow? It's eight o'clock in the evening here now. I'll expect her call after ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

Olwen added the telephone number of her old mobile phone and pressed 'Send'. She sat back and waited.

Adam's reply came a few minutes later.

A: "Thank you, Olwen. It's Mary typing this, but I will certainly phone y'all tomorrow. It's two pm here now, so we're about six hours behind you. Thank you for the information about Wales and Scotland. Do you need to speak more to Adam? He's right here by my side and he's as delighted by your news as I am."

O: "I'll wait for your call, Mary dear. No, I don't need to speak to Adam any more. I'll chat with you tomorrow, and then Adam and I can get back in touch on this message board to arrange when you both come here to visit."

A: "Thank you, Olwen. Speak soon. Goodbye."

O: "Goodbye both. I'm looking forward to speaking with you tomorrow."

Olwen closed the connection, and switched off her computer. She eased Richard's head out from between her legs.

"This sounds promising," she smiled down at her red-faced cuckold. "I'll tell you all about it downstairs. I think you mentioned something about watching some cuckold porn? I'm well up for that! And if you're a very good boy, I am considering pegging you before bedtime. My chat with Adam and Mary has got me very needy indeed! But first I need to find my old phone and put it on charge. Mary is going to phone me tomorrow."

Richard grinned and got to his feet. He offered his hand to his Hot Wife.

"Shall we?" he grinned, and Olwen got to her feet and the pair went downstairs to charge Olwen's phone and then watch their favourite sort of porn.

Richard had the knack of being able to wake up at whatever time he needed to on a given day. He did this by repeating the time to himself a couple of dozen times before he went to sleep. So it was at seven o'clock the next morning that he opened his eyes and slowly drifted into full consciousness. He and Olwen still slept in the same bed during the weekdays, and it was only if she had company on the weekend that he was banished to the spare room.

Olwen had been true to her word last night, and after a couple of hours of porn watching, she had taken Richard to bed and given him a good pegging with her favourite ribbed strap-on. His arse hole had been on fire when she removed her rubber cock and her harness and sat on his face. Richard smiled to himself as he recalled the scent and the taste of his Hot Wife's smooth cunt. She had ridden his face to orgasm before climbing off him and giving him a 'thank you' kiss. Then she had rolled over and gone to sleep.

Richard looked at the still sleeping figure beside him. Olwen always slept naked, and her lovely large tits were both exposed as she slept serenely on her back. Richard assumed that she might be dreaming, because both her nipples were hard.

Carefully, so as not to wake Olwen, he got out of bed. He needed to pee, so he made his way gingerly to the bathroom. He was used to being pegged, but the morning after was always a challenge. His arse hole was still quite sore after Olwen's attention, and his cock lock was always uncomfortably tight first thing in the morning.

He sat down on the toilet and winced as his bum cheeks parted. He reached down and held his cock lock in the correct position, and began to pee. Richard was used to having to sit down to pee. He'd been cock locked for over thirty years, and it came naturally to him to adopt this position to empty his bladder. As his piss flowed, he thought about what would occur later on that afternoon. Saturday was milking day, and his swollen balls would be drained.

He loved being milked. It was such a strange process. His cum would be drained out of his balls, and he'd get no sexual satisfaction whatsoever. Olwen would make him 're-cycle' his cum, something that he'd grown to enjoy. He even loved fluffing those boyfriends of Olwen's who didn't object to having their cock sucked by a cuckold. And he adored cleaning Olwen up after she'd been fucked.

As his piss flow slackened and eventually stopped, Richard wondered if Olwen was going to fuck Adam as well as his submissive wife when they came to visit. The thought gave him a thrill as he carefully wiped the piss drippers off his cock lock. He flushed and washed his hands then made his way down to the kitchen to make the early morning cup of tea that he and Olwen enjoyed in bed every day.

When he got back upstairs with their cups of tea, Olwen was awake. She was reading something on her electronic tablet.

"Good morning," she smiled at Richard. "Ah, tea. Just what I need to kick start the morning. My dear friend Aoife has submitted a new chapter in her latest saga on the Literotica site. I'll get round to finishing it in a minute. It's already got me nice and wet. You can see to me after you've drunk your tea. I love being worshipped to orgasm before breakfast!"

Richard grinned and climbed back into bed beside his Hot Wife. He passed her a cup of tea and then took his own cup and sipped. Olwen was already absorbed again in her friend Aoife's latest offering, and he knew better than to interrupt her reading. Olwen sipped her tea as she read, and Richard knew he'd soon be required between her legs if the state of her nipples was any guide. They were both as hard again now as when Olwen had been sleeping. Aoife's prose was obviously as much of a turn on as usual!

Eventually Olwen put her empty tea cup down on the small table that lived by her side of the bed.

"Mmm I enjoyed that," she muttered. "You make a good cup of tea, my dear cuckold," she continued. "Now get your face down between my legs and worship me. Aoife's story was a real cunt-wetter as usual. I need an early morning orgasm!"

Richard did as he was told, and in no time at all, Olwen was grinding her cunt against Richard's face as he licked and nibbled on her clit. When the time came, she released all her fragrant essence into Richard's mouth, and the cuckold gratefully gulped them down and then carefully licked his Hot Wife dry.

When he emerged from under the duvet, Richard's face was red and shiny.

"Thank you," he said sincerely. "What a lovely start to the weekend!"

"Thank you too," replied Olwen, rather breathlessly. "I'm going to have a quick shower in a minute. I just need to add a comment to Aoife's story, and give her five stars for this latest chapter. She really is a very dirty-minded woman indeed!"

Richard got out of bed and having collected the empty tea cups, he went downstairs to start preparing breakfast for Olwen and himself.

Over breakfast, Olwen and Richard discussed the forthcoming visit by Adam and Mary. They were due to arrive in London on the following Wednesday, and their three day stay in London was eagerly anticipated by both the American tourists.

Just after ten o'clock that morning, Olwen's phone rang. With trembling hands, she pressed the 'call accept' button.

When the phone call ended, Richard was anxious to hear what Olwen had to report. Her phone call with Mary had gone exactly to plan, it seemed. Olwen told her cuckold everything.

Mary certainly sounded genuine, Olwen said, and her rather deep voice suggested that she was quite a heavy smoker, not to mention the fact that her Southern States accent made Olwen's clit twitch as soon as she heard it. Mary confirmed that she was definitely bi-curious, and that she enjoyed playing the role of the submissive, and being soundly spanked before she was fucked. Olwen was convinced, and told Mary so. Then she asked Mary to pass the phone to Adam. Arrangements were made.

Adam had promised to contact Olwen on the following Friday, by which time she would have finished school for the summer holidays, and would be ready to welcome the two visitors to her home.

The last week of a school term is usually quite relaxed and informal. Olwen had already written the end of year report on every child in her class, and they had been sent home in a sealed envelope for the children's parents to read. All that remained now was the last Parent's Evening of the term and the school leaver's party, and then Olwen and her colleagues would be free for six whole weeks.

And what a start to those six weeks! Adam and Mary would be staying and Olwen knew that her long wait for some really good sex was almost over. She thought a lot about Adam's cock and what he would do with it when he arrived. She also wondered how bi-curious Mary was. She was determined to strap on and fuck her too, and she wondered how Mary might react to Olwen's intention to suggest that she and Adam dp his wife.

"Well," Olwen thought to herself as she finished the last mouthful of toast and washed it down with the dregs of her coffee, "we'll soon see! I can't wait to meet Adam and Mary!"

But wait she had to, and the last week of term seemed to drag on forever. Eventually however, half past three arrived on the final Friday afternoon of term, and the children departed, many of them for the last time. The oldest children in the school would be moving on to their new comprehensive school next term, and there was the usual flood of tears from the leavers as they walked out of school for the last time.

Olwen arrived home exhausted. She went straight into the conservatory and sat down in the glorious warmth of the July sunshine. She rummaged in her handbag and brought out her favourite lady churchwarden pipe and the old mobile telephone that she'd not let out of her sight since she'd given Adam her number to contact her.

As she filled the dainty pipe bowl with her favourite aromatic tobacco, Olwen scanned her mobile for messages. There weren't any, and she felt a stab of disappointment. Was this all going to turn out to be a hoax, she wondered as she lit her pipe and began to smoke serenely.

She was still smoking when Richard arrived home from work. He came straight into the conservatory and kissed his Hot Wife on the cheek.