Courtesan Ch 28

This is the twenty-eighth episode in a series entitled "Courtesan". If you have not read the previous twenty-seven episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter.

"Courtesan" is romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other they do lead an alternative lifestyle. If this subject matter offends you or makes you feel uncomfortable, I strongly suggest that you find something else to read.

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Kelly slowed her big Mercedes and turned onto Case Avenue. After passing a small wooded park with an ornate fountain at its center, we found ourselves in a neighborhood of stately old mansions.

Keisha shook her head. "Damn, these are some very fancy houses. Kelly are you sure we're in the right place?"

Kelly nodded. "I think so Keish."

Tonya smiled at Keisha. "You're right Keish, these are fancy houses; but you have to remember that we're not looking for a trailer house."

Everyone chuckled, but I think all five of us were amazed by the realization of what we were actually going to be able to buy with the three million dollars we had to spend.

Kelly drove one more block and made a right turn onto 77th Street. Mandy opened her purse, took out a sheet of paper and unfolded it. There were some notes and several addresses scrawled on it.

"All right everyone, we're looking for 1540 West 77th Street."

I glanced at the address on the house we were passing. It was 1224. The next house was 1230. "Kelly, I think we have to go three more blocks."

"All right Timmy."

As we drove down the street I looked around. It was a beautiful neighborhood; the kind that Kelly and I would occasionally drive through just so that we could gawk at the old vine covered, red brick mansions.

When we got to the fifteen hundred block Mandy said, "Up ahead on the right. See the man standing in the driveway. Isn't that our Realtor?"

Tonya leaned forward so that she could look over Mandy's shoulder. After a moment she said, "Yes, that's Barry."

There was a black BMW parked on the street in front of the house where Barry was standing. Kelly pulled her Mercedes up behind it. As soon as she stopped we all piled out of the car. Everyone was excited.

Once I was standing on the boulevard next to the car I looked at the house. Like the others in the neighborhood it was red brick and covered with vines. It was a tall house, two stories with a full attic. I could see four chimneys. so I assumed that there were several fireplaces.

Kelly, Tonya, Mandy and Keisha all walked over to Barry. Tonya greeted him. "Hello Barry, this is quite a house."

He smiled. "Yes it really is something, isn't it."

Barry was a tall man with wavy dark brown hair, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He could easily be described as a hunk. He had deep blue eyes and a boyish smile that I suspected most women found endearing. I could see why Keisha had said that they all wanted to "do him".

Tonya turned to me. "Barry, this is Kelly's husband Tim Jamieson. Everyone calls him Timmy."

Barry stepped towards me with his hand extended. "It's pleasure to meet you Timmy."

As I took his hand I smiled and said, "Barry, it's nice to meet you too."

He looked at all of us. "Shall we go inside?"

Tonya nodded. "By all means."

We all walked up to the front porch and waited while Barry opened the lock box, took out the key and unlocked the front door.

Once we were inside the house I glanced around. We were standing in an entrance hall. To our right there was a large formal living room with a massive fireplace. On our left there was a small parlor with another fireplace. Straight ahead of us there were two more doors and at the end of the hall there was a large wooden staircase leading to the second floor. All of the woodwork on the first floor including the mantel on both of the fireplaces and the entire staircase appeared to be finely finished mahogany. This was a beautiful home.

Barry smiled at us and said, "Why don't you look at the house, and then we can discuss the financial details."

Keisha grabbed my hand. "Come on Timmy, let's start upstairs." She pulled me to the large open staircase. Mandy and Tonya both followed us. As the four of us were climbing the stairs I glanced back. Kelly and Barry were lagging behind. Kelly was whispering in his ear. Barry was smiling.

The upstairs was a disappointment. There were six bedrooms. The master bedroom was large and had a luxurious private bath, but the other five bedrooms were small and shared two bathrooms on the second floor hallway. We needed at least five large bedrooms, all with private baths.

As we wandered through the upstairs I noticed that my wife and our Realtor had not followed us. I wondered what they were doing.

After a few minutes Tonya shook her head and said, "This is a waste of time."

Keisha looked at her. "What do you mean Tonnie. This is a magnificent home. Other than Eagle Lake and Evergreen, I don't think I've ever been in a house this nice.

Tonya nodded. "Keish, you're right. It is beautiful, but it won't work for us."

"Why not Tonnie?"

"Do you want to have to share a bathroom with Mandy and Antoine?"

Keisha laughed. "Hell no! Antoine can absolutely destroy a bathroom in the morning. " She shook her head. "I guess you're right. It's a beautiful home, but it doesn't meet our needs."

Tonya patted her friends shoulder. "Come on Keish, let's go see what Kelly and our Realtor are doing."

Mandy giggled. "I assume she's taking care of business."

Tonya nodded. "Well that was the plan."

I looked at Tonya. "What plan?"

She smiled at me. "Let's just say that we want to be absolutely certain that Barry is fully motivated to give us the best service possible and we all agreed that your wife would be our most effective motivator."

Mandy grabbed my hand. As she led me down the stairs she said, "We're smart women. We've learned a great deal from Martin, John and Wendell about how to get the most out of a business transaction."

"Why Kelly?"

Keisha rolled her eyes. "Timmy honey, you're wife is a young, large busted blond who gives fabulous head. We guessed that she's most likely going to be Barry's fantasy client." She patted my shoulder. "But don't worry sweetie. Kelly is just our lead off batter. Tonnie, Mandy and I are all going to take a turn too."

At the bottom of the stairs Mandy hooked her arm through my arm, pulled me close to her and whispered, "What's the matter dicklet, are you feeling a little twinge of jealousy?"

Next to us, Tonya said; "Timmy, by the end of the dinner party last night, you were doing so well. You're not having a relapse, are you?"

"No I'm all right."

Mandy tugged on my arm. "Then let's go find out what your naughty wife and our handsome Realtor are up to.

Tonya laughed. "I hope Barry doesn't mind performing for an audience."

Mandy pulled me down the hallway. We stopped at the first door on our right and listened. We both smiled. We could faintly hear the unmistakeable sounds of two people engaged in sexual activity.

All four of us looked inside. It was the formal dining room. An enormous mahogany table occupied most of the space. An elegant glass chandelier hung from the ceiling over the the table. On our right, the wall at the far end of the room was filled by four floor to ceiling glass windows. On the wall opposite from us there was a door. Next to the door there were three hand carved mahogany sideboards.

Behind me I heard Keisha say; "It's too bad the bedrooms aren't adequate because this is a magnificent dining room. We could throw some classic dinner parties in here."

Tonya whispered, "Yes we certainly could."

The door was open. The sounds were coming from there.

Mandy said, "That must be the door to the kitchen. It sounds like they're in there." She pulled me across the dining room. "Come on Timmy, let's go watch."

As soon as we stepped into the kitchen I stopped. I knew what to expect, but that really didn't make any difference. I don't care how often it happens, you never get fully accustomed to walking into a room and finding the woman you love giving a blow job to another man.

Kelly was naked. Her jeans, tee shirt, panties and brassiere were neatly draped across the back of one of the kitchen chairs. She was on her knees. Barry was standing in front of her. His pants and boxer shorts were in a pile around his ankles. He was still wearing his knit golf shirt.

My wife had both of her hands wrapped around the shaft of his erect penis. The head was in her mouth. Even though it was covered by Kelly's hands and lips, it was obvious that our Realtor had a very big cock.

Behind me Keisha whispered. "Shit, that man is equipped"

Tonya laughed. "Yes Keish, it certainly appears that we picked the right Realtor."

Keisha and Tonya's comments caused Barry to look in our direction. When he saw us standing in the doorway he quietly said; "Kelly, we have an audience."

Kelly took Barry's cock out of her mouth and glanced at us, then she looked up at him and smiled. "I'm sure they'll enjoy the show."

Barry shook his head. "But your husband is standing there watching us."

My wife looked over at me. There was a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. She gave me a wink and then she waited for my reaction.

I winked back at her.

She grinned and turned back to Barry. "Don't worry about dicklet, he won't give us any trouble. He's not only my husband, he's also my slave."

Barry stared at me. I think he needed a moment to digest that tidbit of information. Finally he smiled and said, "Dicklet, what an interesting name."

I played my role as the wimpy cuckold husband. Avoiding his gaze, I stared meekly at the floor.

Barry chuckled. "Well dicklet, I have to say that your wife gives an excellent blow job."

I looked up for a brief moment and then I quietly answered. "Yes sir, she does."

He smiled. "Well dicklet, if you'll excuse us I think we'll get back to what we were doing."

Kelly glanced at me with a lascivious grin on her face and then she put Barry's cock back into her mouth and started sucking him with increased vigor. It was obvious that our interchange had excited her.

Mandy, Tonya, Keisha and I watched while my wife gave Barry head. As we looked on Tonya whispered to me. "Timmy you really should be proud of her. I've never met a woman who's as skilled as your wife at sucking cocks."

Mandy nodded. "That's partly because she enjoys it so much. Look at her Timmy. Her eyes are closed. Every bit of her attention is focused on giving pleasure to Barry."

Keisha shook her head. "That's true, but she's also very skilled. Look at how her hands and mouth work in unison."

Tonya smiled. "It really is fun to watch her in action."

Suddenly my wife took Barry's huge cock out of her mouth and while still slowly pumping it with her fingers, she bent it back and started licking and sucking his balls.

Barry gasped.

Keisha giggled. "Why do you think guys love that so much?"

Mandy whispered in my ear, "Timmy do you like having your balls sucked?"

Laughing, I answered; "Of course I do. I think all guys must like that."

Tonya looked at me. "You're right, but why? I mean there are a lot more nerve endings on the underside of your penis." She giggled. "We've given this topic intensive study."

I shrugged. "I don't know, why do you like having your ass licked?'

Keisha brushed her lips lightly across my neck. "Because it's so nasty and we love being nasty."

"I think that may be the same reason that Barry is enjoying having his balls licked."

While we were talking Kelly put Barry's cock back into her mouth. She sucked on it very hard for a moment and then she slowly started to swallow it.

Taking a deep breath, Barry said; "Holy shit, it's been several years since I've been with a woman who could do this."

I shook my head. "That can't feel all that good."

Mandy shrugged. "Barry seems to be enjoying it."

"I meant for Kelly."

Tonya laughed. "You're right, it doesn't feel that great. I think your wife is showing off for your benefit. She wants you to see her deep throat a really big cock."

"I saw her do it to Chris the other night."

Tonya nodded. "I guess that shouldn't be a surprise. Chris really enjoys it. Kelly probably does it for him all the time.'

We watched as all of Barry's cock slowly disappeared into my wife's mouth. When Kelly finally had her lips pressed against Barry's pubic bone she remained motionless for a moment and the she pulled back. Barry's huge erection popped out of her throat and mouth leaving her momentarily gasping for breath."

With a huge grin on his face, Barry looked over at me and said; "Shit dicklet, your wife is fuckin amazing."

Kelly caught her breath and stood up. She looked over at me and winked again. Then she turned to Barry. "Come on studman, it's time for you to fuck me. I want you to show my little pussy husband how a real man satisfies a woman."

Kelly took another quick glance in my direction. I think she was worried that her comment might have offended me. Twenty-four hours ago it probably would have, but since then I'd gained a lot of confidence. I winked at her.

She smiled and then she hopped up onto the kitchen table and spread her legs. "Right here big guy, take me right here on the kitchen table. I want you to do it right in front of my husband."

Barry smirked at me and then he said, "It'll be a pleasure."

With his pants and underwear still bunched up around his ankles, Barry shuffled forward and started rubbing the head of his big cock between the very wet lips of my wife's pussy.

While he was doing that Tonya leaned over and whispered, "Timmy are you doing okay?"

Behind me Keisha put a hand on my shoulder and quietly said; "Remember, this is just an act. She loves you more than any man in the entire world."

Nodding, I whispered; "I know."

Tonya held my hand and Keisha gently rubbed my shoulders while we watched our new Realtor slowly push his very large cock into my wife's cunt. As soon as he was all the way inside Kelly Barry paused. He waited for a few seconds and then he began moving again. He moved slowly. I'm sure he was trying to give Kelly an opportunity to get used to the feel of his big cock inside of her.

At first Kelly lay perfectly still, but then I saw her start to respond with a very subtle movement of her hips. Barry noticed it too. He obviously took it as a sign that my wife was ready to begin in earnest. He started pushing his cock in and out of her cunt with more intensity. Their excitement grew. Soon, Barry was driving his huge erection in and out Kelly's sopping pussy and the subtle movement of her hips had turned into vigorous counter thrusts.

Suddenly my wife wrapped her legs around Barry's hips and growled, "Fuck me you big handsome son of a bitch. Give it to me rough!"

Barry laughed and tried to fuck Kelly even harder. I watched in amazement. I would never have dared to be that aggressive with a woman.

For a few minutes Kelly and Barry tore into each other with complete abandon. They weren't making love. It was more like they were two animals locked in mortal combat.

Kelly started laughing maniacally and shouted; "Yes you fucking brute, that's it! Use me! Make me your slut!" And then she arched her back, let out a scream and began to shake.

Barry ignored Kelly's cries of pleasure and continued to fuck her with savage intensity. He kept up this frenetic pace for another two or three minutes then suddenly he changed his tempo. He made several very quick short thrusts and followed them with three long slow thrusts. After the third thrust he buried the full length of his cock in Kelly's cunt and stopped moving. As I watched him I was absolutely certain that he was ejaculating his semen deep into my wife's womb.

After that, both Kelly and Barry remained perfectly still. Mandy, Tonya, Keisha and I all watched them. No one uttered a sound for at least a full minute.

Finally Tonya broke the silence. "That was a pretty good show."

That roused Barry. He turned and grinned at us. As he turned his softening cock slipped out of my wife's pussy. She made a little whimper of protest and then she sat up. A trickle of fresh semen was dripping from the still parted lips of her aroused sex.

She smiled at me. I smiled back at her.

Turning to Barry, she said; "You're an animal."

He chuckled. "I'll take that as a compliment."

Kelly giggled. "It was meant as one."

Next to me Tonya laughed and said, "Dicklet, that's how a real man satisfies a woman."

I continued to play my role. With my head hanging I quietly said, "Yes Ms. Lewis, I understand."

Tonya stared at me. I think she'd just then noticed how carefully I was playing my part. After a moment she smiled. It was devilish smile that made my entire body tingle with excitement. "Dicklet, Mr. Dunlap left a mess in your wife. I think it's time for you to do a little cleaning."

She turned to Mandy. "And nymph I think Mr. Dunlap could use a little tidying up as well."

Mandy bowed politely and said; "Yes Ms. Lewis, right away."

She walked over to Barry and again bowed. "Mr. Dunlap, one of my Mistresses has asked me to lick your cock clean. May I do that?"

Barry stepped away from my wife and looked at Tonya. "Is this for real?"

Tonya nodded. "Yes, both nymph and dicklet are slaves. Let her lick your cock clean. I'm sure you'll enjoy it."

Barry laughed. "No shit! I'm sure I'll enjoy it." He smiled at Mandy. "Nymph? That's your name, correct?"

"Yes sir, that's my slave name."

"Well you certainly are a pretty little thing. Are you really going to clean my cock with your tongue?"

"Those are my instructions sir."

Barry shook his head in amazement and then he said, "Will you lick my balls clean too."

"Yes sir, if that's what you would like, I'd be glad to do it."

He chuckled. "Damn right I'd like it."

Mandy grinned at him and said, "Very well sir." Then she dropped to her knees, carefully picked up Barry's flaccid penis and held it cradled in her hand like it was a baby bird. As she started to gently lick the head and shaft, Barry took a deep breath and closed his eyes."

Tonya turned to me. "Well dicklet, your Mistress is waiting. We don't have all day."

I bowed. "Yes Ms. Lewis."

I walked over to Kelly. Her face was flushed. It was apparent that she was still enjoying the pleasant afterglow of her sex with Barry.

She smiled at me and said, "Hi Timmy."

"Hello Ms. Mason."

I leaned over. Kelly scooted back so that I had room to rest my arms on the table. As she moved she left a trail of fresh cum on the table top. She spread her legs apart. I looked at her sex. Her lips were puffy and coated with a mixture of Barry's semen and the moisture of her own arousal. The entrance to her womb was stretched open from the recent penetration of Barry's thick cock. Her engorged clitoris continued to protrude from the hood of skin that normally served as its protective shroud. Kelly was still aroused. It was obvious that the anticipation of what I was about to do was exciting her.

I took a deep breath and pressed my face into my wife's semen coated sex. She shivered with excitement. I extended my tongue and began licking her.

Kelly gasped and then she breathlessly whispered, "Yes Timmy, that's what I want. Show everyone that you really are my little cuckold. Lick up every drop of my stud's precious cum."

Her words inflamed my masochism. Now I was every bit as excited as Kelly. I licked her with unrestrained passion. I pushed my tongue deep into her womb and searched for more of Barry's semen.

Once I was finally certain that my wife was clean I found her clitoris and sucked it into my mouth. That took Kelly by surprise. She went wild. She wrapped her legs around my shoulders and held my face locked between her thighs.