Awaenings

This story is the sixteenth episode in a series entitled "Awakenings". If you have not read the previous fifteen episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

I remind you again that I write cuckold stories. While I try to make them loving cuckold stories, they do depict an alternative life style. If you're offended or upset by stories about sexual attitudes and behaviors that are different from your own I strongly suggest that you find something else to read.

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Mel said, "Okay enough poetry, back to your date. Trent was lying on the bed. You were on your stomach between his legs playing with his cock. It was growing."

"Yes it was and when I started kissing and licking it again it grew even faster."

"I'll bet it did." Amy was chuckling.

"Once Trent was fully erect I sucked him for a minute or two and then I slipped down and started licking his balls."

"I'll bet he loved that." As she said that, Mel gave my cock a gentle squeeze.

"He did, but he liked what I did next even more."

I asked, "What did you do?"

Mel said, "I know. This is when you did it, isn't it?"

Jeanne breathlessly answered, "Yes, I was so excited. While I was licking Trent's balls I pushed his hips up and slipped my tongue down to that spot between his ball sack and the crack of his ass. When he felt me licking him there he went wild. He pulled his feet up and gave me full access. I grabbed his cock with one hand and held him up with the other and then I did it. First I licked the crack of his ass and then I licked his asshole. While I licked him I slowly pumped his cock with my hand. He was so hard."

I asked, "Weren't you afraid you might make him cum again?"

"Michael, I'm sorry. At that moment I was so turned on I didn't care."

"It's okay, I understand."

Mel asked, "You told us Trent was going wild. Did he say anything to you?"

"He did."

"What did he say?"

"When I pushed my tongue into his ass he told me no one had ever done that to him before."

"What did you say to him?" Mel was still squeezing my cock.

"I asked him if he liked it."

Mel laughed. "I'll bet he did."

"He told me he loved it and then he asked me if I liked doing it to him."

I asked, "What did you tell him?"

"I told him I loved doing it. I loved it because it was really slutty and I loved being a slut."

Amy said, "You were excited."

"I was. I was so excited. I actually had a little orgasm while I was doing it and I wasn't even playing with myself."

Mel asked, "What did Trent say when you told him you loved being a slut?"

Jeanne hesitated. "I ah..."

I said, "Jeanne, total honesty."

Reaching over, Amy cupped my balls in her hand. While she gently held them she said, "Jeanne, don't worry. We're taking care of your sweet baby."

Jeanne guardedly said, "He asked me if I was his slut."

"What did you tell him?" Amy was still squeezing my balls.

"I told him I'd be his slut for the rest of the afternoon and every time we get together to play I'll be his slut again. Michael, was that all right?"

When I heard Jeanne's answer I grinned and said, "Baby, that was an excellent answer. You and Trent are playmates. While you're playing you'll have more fun if you both feel free to adopt the roles that excite the two of you the most."

"Thank you Michael, you really are a wonderful husband."

"Jeanne I'm trying hard to make this work. I will admit that right now it's easier because I'm getting some pretty intense support from my new friends."

Laughing, Jeanne asked, "Amy and Mel are both of you holding Michael's cock?"

Amy answered, "No, Mel's holding his cock. I'm holding his balls."

Still laughing, Jeanne said, "Michael honey, right now you're in voyeur heaven, aren't you."

"What do you mean?"

"Two beautiful women are playing with your cock and balls, you're wife is describing a hot sex party she just had with another man and didn't you tell me there's a porn movie playing on the television behind you?"

Mel said, "There is, it's a Julia Ann movie. All three of us are imagining that it's you."

"I wish, she's so gorgeous."

Amy said, "Jeanne, you're gorgeous too."

"Where were the two of you when I was sixteen."

Mel shook her head. "We're younger than you are, but when we were sixteen both of us were at home feeling just as insecure as you were."

"But two years later both of you went to Las Vegas."

Amy said, "And you went to college. We didn't have that choice. Do you wish you would have gone to Las Vegas? Think before you answer that question. If you'd gone to Vegas you might have had a lot of fun, but you wouldn't have met Michael and you wouldn't have Tricia and Jodie."

"You're right, life is filled with trade offs."

Mel said, "Jeanne honey, right now you're enjoying the best of both worlds."

"I'm lucky. I found Michael. He's the best thing that ever happened to me. While the girls were growing up he provided us with a stable, worry free life and now he's giving me the freedom to experience an incredibly exciting style of living."

"Mel and I've been lucky too. First we found each other, then we found Vince and now we found you and Michael." Amy leaned over and kissed my cheek. I smiled at her.

"Okay, we've all been lucky and we all love each other. Let's get back to the sex. Right now I'm so hot the towel I'm sitting on is soaked." Mel was grinning.

Laughing, Amy said, "Mel just think about how hot you're going to be later when you watch me suck Michael's cock."

"Hell! I'm so hot right now that I'm about to squirt. My clitty's harder than Michael's dick." Mel picked up my hand and placed it between her legs. She was so wet that two of my fingers easily slipped into her. She said, "Michael that feels nice, but I'd like it even better if your rubbed my clit."

Amy said, "Jeanne, Mel has a big clit. When she gets hot like this she loves to have it rubbed."

Jeanne said, "Michael honey, be a sweetheart. Rub Mel's clit for her. Get her off right now."

Laughing, I said, "I'm happy to oblige." I slipped my finger's up to Mel's clit. Fully engorged, it was large, almost a tiny cock. This wasn't a surprise. I'd already spent several evenings with my face buried between Mel's gorgeous brown thighs.

As soon as I touched her I felt Mel shudder. She was close, very close. She whispered, "Oh yeah baby, that feels so nice. Harder, do it harder. You don't need to be gentle. Rub it for me. Make me cum."

I pressed my fingers against Mel's clit and rubbed her hard and fast. She started gyrating her hips in response. "Yes Michael, that's what I want! Rub me off! Rub me off like a slut."

Jeanne whispered, "This is so hot. I'm glad I have my vibrator with me."

Amy asked, "Are you using it right now?"

"Oh yes."

"I wish I was there. I'd love to lick you."

"I've never been licked by a girl."

"Would you like to try it?"

"Very much."

"When we finally meet for real we'll do a little love box, all four of us. I get you and you can have Mel."

"I've never gone down on a girl."

"Believe me, you'll love it."

Laughing, I said, "Trust me Jeanne, it is wonderful."

Suddenly Mel arched her back and cried out, "Oh shit!" A flood of her cum gushed from the lips of her cunt. And then she started to alternately laugh and cry as her orgasm surged through her loins.

I kept rubbing Mel. I knew that was what she liked.

Giggling, Amy said, "My girlfriend is a screamer."

From the telephone we heard Jeanne gasp and then whisper, "Yesss! Yesss! Yesss! Oh Yesss!" As her orgasm erupted.

I felt Mel beginning to relax. I pulled my hand away from her cunt. Amy and I waited in silence.

After a moment Jeanne laughed and said, "Oh my god, that's the first time I've ever cum while I was talking on the telephone."

"It's fun, isn't it." Mel was giggling.

"Yes it is. Amy you didn't cum."

"Not yet."

"Michael, don't you think you should be a gentleman and get her off?"

Laughing, I said, "I'm not sure it will make me a gentleman, but I would love to get her off." I turned to Amy. She lasciviously spread her thighs and pointed at the floor in front of her.

I said, "That's an invitation I'll never turn down."

I got down on my knees between Amy's thighs. As I buried my face in her cunt Jeanne asked, "Mel what's happening?"

Mel said, "Your sweet husband is on his knees eating my girlfriend's pussy. Her eyes are closed. She's clearly enjoying the experience. Your husband is quite adept at giving oral pleasure."

"I learned that in San Francisco. During all those years I was a prude Michael wanted to go down on me when we made love. Most of the time I stupidly refused to even consider the idea. The few times I did relent and allow him to do it I was so uptight that I couldn't relax enough to actually enjoy it."

"But you enjoyed it in San Francisco."

"It was incredible. Right now I'm very envious of Amy."

Suddenly Amy arched her back and cried out, "Son of a bitch!" And then she started to shake. I pulled back and watched. My lips, cheeks, and chin were slick with her moisture

Grinning at me, Mel said, "My sweetie doesn't squirt, but she sure does get your face messy when you eat her."

I grinned back at Mel.

As I was climbing back on to the couch, Jeanne asked, "Is Michael's face wet?"

Mel answered, "His lips, cheeks and chin are coated with Amy's cum."

"Michael, does having a woman's cum on your face excite you?"

"Yes, I have to admit it does."

"I told you I won't let a guy cum in my mouth, but sometimes at Brady's I'll let a guy cum on my face. I'm learning that it excites me when they do it."

Nodding, Mel said, "It's really slutty, isn't it."

"Yes it is. Want to know something else?"

Mel answered, "Definitely."

"Walking back into Brady's with streaks of cum in my hair is exciting too."

Amy smiled. "Everyone in the bar knows you're a slut."

"Yes they do. Michael I'm sorry, but I love it when I know other people are thinking I'm a slut."

"I realized that in San Francisco Jeanne. You're clothes and makeup are much more provocative then they used to be."

"I used to dress like a prude."

"You don't anymore."

"Does that bother you?"

"Not anymore, in fact realizing that other people know I'm married to a slut is turning out to be a big turn on for me."

Reaching over and rubbing my erect penis, Mel said, "Our sweet baby is learning to enjoy being a cuckold."

Shaking my head, I said, "While it still surprises me, I have to admit that Mel is right."

Jeanne said, "Sweetheart, that makes me very happy."

"Actually it makes me pretty happy too."

Amy, Mel and I all smiled. While I couldn't actually see her I was certain that Jeanne was smiling too.

After a moment Jeanne said, "Michael, you haven't cum yet. Amy, Mel would one of you please take care of him."

Amy shook her head. "Jeanne, I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why not?"

Nodding in agreement Mel said, "I concur."

"Why? Cumming is good."

Amy said, "It is, but when men cum most of them temporarily lose their sexual ardor. If Michael really is going to be your cuckold you're going to have to remember that. If he's at home while you're entertaining a man a little sexual edge will make it easier for him to enjoy the experience."

Mel said, "And when you're telling him about a date you've just had with another man, like you are right now, it's important that he maintain a sexual edge while he's hearing about what happened. It will definitely make it more fun for him."

"Michael, is that true?"

"Jeanne, I think it is." I paused. After a moment I said, "Even when I'm watching porn I try to keep from cumming for as long as I can. That sexual high feels good. It's fun. I think this should be part of the cuckold game we're playing. When you're with another man or when you're telling me about a party you've just had with another man I shouldn't be allowed to cum until you're finished."

"You're sure?"

"I am. Actually I think this is probably one of the reasons that orgasm denial is such a big part of the cuckold fantasy."

"Okay, it's settled. You don't get to cum until I'm finished telling you about my date with Trent." Jeanne paused and then she quickly added, "But Mel and Amy, when I'm finished will you please be sure to get him off."

Laughing, Mel said, "Jeanne as soon as you're done we're going to suck and fuck your sweet baby into oblivion."

I looked at Mel and then at Amy. They were both licking their lips while they stared at me. All I could do was grin.

"Okay, that's settled. Michael gets to cum, but not until you're finished telling us about your date. Now let's get back to that. You were licking Trent's ass. What happened next?" The eager tone in Mel's voice made it clear that her orgasm had not diminished her ardor at all.

"I licked his ass for maybe a minute or two and then I moved up and started sucking his cock again. As soon as Trent realized what I was doing he sat up, rolled me over onto my back and told me he was ready to fuck his slut."

"He was ready to fuck his slut, he really said that to you?"

"Yes Amy he did and I loved it. Michael is that all right?"

Chuckling that my wife's insecurity was just as much a problem for her as mine was for me, I said, "Yes Jeanne it's all right. I understand. This is one of your kinks. It certainly doesn't hurt anyone, so you should relax and enjoy it. Frankly, I'm enjoying it too. Being married to an avowed slut appeals to my voyeurism. That, as you well know, is one of my kinks."

"Michael, I love you so much."

"I know that Jeanne. I love you too."

Mel said, "Yes and Amy and I love both of you. Now lets get on with the story. You were on your back. Trent was about to fuck you."

Giggling at Mel's eagerness, Jeanne said, "Okay, I keep condoms on the night table next to Tricia's bed. I didn't even have to remind Trent. On his own, he picked one up and opened it. After rolling it on he climbed on top of me, grabbed my wrists, pinned me to the bed and started rubbing the head of his beautiful, big hard cock up and down my cunt. He was teasing me. I didn't care because it felt so good. Suddenly he pushed his cock into me. When he did that I must have shrieked a little. Not because it hurt, believe me it didn't. I was so wet that all of his cock, the full length slipped in easily. I shrieked because his cock felt so good inside me. Anyway, my shriek made Trent pause. While he enjoys being rough and aggressive, Trent is actually a considerate playmate. He stopped because he had to make sure he hadn't actually hurt me."

Amy said, "He sounds like a real sweetheart."

"He is."

Sensing that hearing Jeanne's new boyfriend described as a sweetheart might create some feelings of jealousy for me, Amy turned to me and said, "Don't worry Michael, you'll always be the apple of Jeanne's eye. Think about it, if she's going to have a boyfriend you really do want him to be a nice guy, don't you."

"Of course I do."

Jeanne said, "Michael you don't ever have to be jealous. You'll always own my heart."

"I know that Jeanne. You'll always own my heart too."

"Thank you Michael."

"Okay, you love Michael and Michael loves you, now back to the story. All of Trent's cock was inside you and it felt wonderful." Mel was squeezing my erection.

He fucked me Mel, I mean he really fucked me..." Jeanne paused. After a moment she said, "Michael, I'm sorry. That didn't come out right. You fuck me too, you really fuck me. You're wonderful in bed. Our weekend in San Francisco was the first time I was uninhibited enough to actually realize that, but now I do realize it. You're caring and gentle and so very graceful. With you, sex is like ball room dancing. It's magnificent. You make be feel like a ballerina or a princess."

Nodding, Amy said, "That is true. Michael you really are graceful in bed. Believe me that makes you an outstanding lover."

"She's right Michael. I can't wait to get you into bed in San Antonio. I think about it every night."

"Yes, but I'll bet you think about Trent too."

"I do, but please understand this. Trent isn't better than you. Actually you're better than Trent. A steady diet of him would get old very quickly. If I had to do it, I could be content spending the rest of my life making love with you and only you."

"But it would be more fun if you could occasionally have Trent too."

"Yes Michael, it would. With you sex is like a ballet. With Trent it's more like a wrestling match. Every once in awhile it's fun to wrestle."

"Don't worry Jeanne, I'm actually starting to get that. Sex with Trent is a different experience and that makes it exciting. All I ask is that you share it with me, like you're doing right now. That makes it exciting for me too."

Jeanne giggled. "I'm so glad I'm married to a voyeur."

"You are and I want to hear more. I want to hear every seamy little detail. Jeanne this may be hard for you to believe. It certainly amazes me. Knowing you're excited excites me. Right now I can tell you're very excited, so let's hear more of the story. Trent was fucking you, really fucking you."

"Michael, he was. He was careful not to hurt me. Like I just said, Trent really is a nice guy, but he likes to be rough and aggressive. There were times when he tossed me around on the bed like I was his personal sex doll."

Next to me, Amy said, "His personal sex doll. Ooo I like that."

Mel nodded. "Me too."

Obviously excited, Jeanne continued. "Trent fucked me for at least twenty minutes. By the time he came I'd had two wonderful orgasms. When we were finished I felt like I'd spent an hour working out in the gym."

Mel said, "Hot sweaty sex. It really is fun. What happened after Trent came. I assume you took a little break."

"We had another hour before he had to leave, but you're right. We did need a break. For a little while we lay in bed quietly. We weren't cuddling, just lying there side by side feeling good. Michael, Trent and I both understand what we're doing. It's just recreational sex and nothing more. He loves his wife and I love you."

"Thank you Jeanne. I think I now know that, but it's still comforting to occasionally hear you say it. It also helps to know that Trent feels the same way."

"He does." Jeanne paused for a moment and then she said, "Anyway, after resting for a minute or two we talked for a little while."

"May I ask what you talked about?" I was curious, but for some reason I was concerned about being intrusive.

There was a brief pause and then Jeanne said, "Of course you can ask. Michael you're my husband. I'll never keep secrets from you. You can ask me anything."

"I know, I just..."

"Don't worry sweetie. I understand. Were both still figuring out the etiquette for this new lifestyle."

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

"We talked about you."

"Me?"

"Yes, Trent asked about you. During our first date I told him you traveled. That's all I told him. When he asked today, I think he was trying to find out how often you're away from home."

Mel smiled. "He wants to get together with you on a regular basis."

"Yes he does and Michael if you're okay with it I'd like to do that too."

"Yes, I'm okay with it. We talked about it in San Francisco. If you're going to do this I believe it's inevitable that you're going to meet guys like Trent who you like and want to see more than one time. You're going to meet men who you'll want to see repeatedly, men who for all practical purposes will become boyfriends. I even think it's likely that you're going to develop feelings for some of these men. It's essential that we use this time I'm away to find out how that's going to affects us."

"Michael, I'll never love anyone as much as I love you."

"I believe that Jeanne, but I still think both of us are going to need time to get used to you having an occasional boyfriend. While I'm now reasonably confident that you won't fall in love with one of these men, I suspect a period of infatuation is inevitable. Infatuation is exciting. You need to feel free to express your excitement around me. I you feel compelled to hide your feelings from me I fear we'll drift apart or even worse, you'll grow to resent me. I have to experience your infatuations from beginning to end several times. That's the only way I can hope to become confident that they're only temporary. Once I gain that confidence I think it's possible I might even be able to enjoy the excitement of a new infatuation with you. That's going to take time and I think it will be easier for both of us if we try to do it while I'm away."