The Jewel Of Desire Ch 06

Stunned and hurt, Dean Summer couldn't believe his wife, his Gail was cheating on him. He'd caught her fucking not just another man, but Carl Newman! He was a married man. His subordinate, his colleague, and friend. Pausing his pity party for a moment he thought about that. They weren't really friends, were they? They were cordial and friendly towards each other. But if he were being honest, he'd have to admit that Carl was just a subordinate; he didn't even like him, not really. What really hurt was the way in which his Gail spoke to him. For reasons he didn't understand he felt compelled to defend himself.

"If you have anal sex with him, you'll never be satisfied with me again."

Gail scoffed.

"You foolish man, I've not been satisfied with you in years. He's better and bigger than you and knows what he's doing. I've had him in my pussy, so now it's time for him to fuck my ass. Perhaps you should go back to one of your sluts. Or have they all grown tired of you, too? You've never been a good lay. Not really. And with that little finger you call a cock, I doubt if they would be satisfied for long, either. Now leave us alone, I may be ready to talk some time tomorrow, perhaps."

Completely ruined in a way only a jealous wife could have hurt him.

"No, not jealous, vindictive."

Dean Summer turned and walked slowly out of their bedroom; his brow furrowed trying to make sense of this.

"Why would she do this to him? Did she know he was fucking Trisha? What about all the others? Was this a revenge fuck? How long had she been fucking Newman? Why was this happening today of all days? She was so angry and cruel."

He'd never known her to be intentionally cruel to anyone.

"Why was she being this way? His affairs were all brief and meant nothing."

He sulked in his man cave for a few minutes. He could hear Gail squeal and shriek. She was obviously enjoying herself.

"I need to get out of here. But where would I go?

Then it hit him.

"Since Carl was fucking Gail, perhaps Dee would entertain a payback fuck?"

There it was again. He assessed this new Carl Newman.

"He must be a machine; I just caught him fucking Sarah not over five hours ago."

He tried putting the pieces together, but too many were still missing.

"Why would he fuck Gail when he's got that luscious piece of ass at home?"

The dean smiled; he'd made up his mind.

"Two can play that game. I think I'll pay a visit to the Newman residence and see if I can get into those panties."

Neither Carl nor Gail heard Dean Summer leave. Gail couldn't get enough of Carl. After letting him fuck her in her ass, something she never imagined she'd agree to, she was astonished to find that she liked it. She didn't just like it, but she even came from it. How was that possible?

Surprisingly, Gail was turning out to be quite the fuck. Carl had almost forgotten he'd not yet used the gem on her. If she kept this up he may not need to. They changed positions again. She was on her hands and knees, wiggling her ass at him, eager for more. Carl had yet to find limits to his sexual endurance. Gail seemed insatiable, probably from all the years of neglect. Lining his cock up to her opening he roughly shoved it into her. She was sopping wet and would have been too wet for an average sized man. It turned out she needed every drop of her juices to coat Carl's cock. Moaning like a bitch in heat, she squeezed him as he worked her harder. He fucked her for several grueling minutes. She screamed loudly and came again, now continuously. He was afraid that he may hurt her, so he slowed. She was tiring. It was time for him to conclude their "fuckfest".

"Mmmm....Gail, I think I'm finally ready to cum, where do you want it?"

Gail pushed back on Carl's cock, and he bottomed out. She squeezed him as hard as she could; enjoyed being so full of cock. Instead of answering the question, she slid off, turned around and knelt in front of him, sitting on her heels.

"You're going to laugh, but I saw a porn film once where the starlet took in on her face and tits. Can you do that? Can you come on my face and tits?"

"I think I can manage that."

He took his hard slippery cock and began stroking himself as Gail waited for him, mouth open eyes blinking anticipating her reward. On his fifth stroke he growled and spewed forth the first of many ropes of his cum. The first rope hit her in the right eye. Fortunately, she managed to close it just in time, remembering the same thing happened in the film. The next hit her mouth with such force it nearly went up her nose. She was gleeful, she'd gotten her first facial. She didn't realize that Carl wasn't done. He continued to stroke and roar. When he was done he'd covered both tits with more cum than she'd ever seen in one place. He looked exhausted, he dropped his mighty cock, and it began to shrink. Gail seized it, taking it in her mouth, sucking the remaining drops of man juice. When she was satisfied no more was to be found, she let him slip from her mouth. She was covered in his secretions. Rubbing it into her tits like it was lotion, she licked what remained on her face, catching most of it with her hands as it dripped off her chin, then licking her fingers.

"I think we need another shower, what do you think?"

Gail was a new woman, amazed at what an affair did for her ego.

"But was this an affair or a onetime thing? Was this just Carl getting even with Wilbur or something more?"

She didn't care. Whatever it was, she loved it. Giddy from being so soundly fucked. They played and kissed, he with her tits and she with his cock. Amazingly he was erect again. He fucked her once more as the water cascaded over their naked bodies. Carl knew she was questioning their actions. He needed to convert her.

As he began to dress, he retrieved the gem and call Gail over,

"Have you ever seen one of these,"

he asked.

Studying his open hand she gasped.

"It's gorgeous. Wait... you're not proposing. No..."

she joked.

"Oh... thank God, it's not in a ring. That's good, because I'm still married. I just kicked him out so we could fuck. Wait a minute...you're married too."

Carl never knew that Gail had such a great sense of humor. However, when she saw the blue storm clouds within the jewel begin to move, and the lightning bolts, she stopped talking and watched. Seven minutes later, Gail came out of her trance, Carl had already programmed her. And she was still in a very good mood.

She was still naked, as she watched Carl pull up his pants and stuff his bulging boxer briefs into his pants.

"Bye-bye",

she said.

"Come back to see me again soon,"

and she blew his cock a kiss.

"Count on it."

Carl replied.

"Perhaps, we'll have you by the house soon."

"We?"

Gail asked straight faced.

"You mean after the way I just fucked you you're not going to leave Dolores for me? I guess I need more practice. You know I'll get better. It's been a long time. Needle dick doesn't know how to fuck, not really."

She smiled.

"I'll be counting the days, Master."

She didn't notice that she'd called him master, nor did she? It was hard to tell with this one. Carl thought, but he didn't worry about it. She was his now.

~

After showing the jewel to Gloria Corazon

,

all thoughts of leaving and going home to her cats vanished. She loved her cats, but now she couldn't imagine what she'd need cats for, she'd have to get rid of them.

Gloria was one of the most beautiful Latinas he'd seen. Considering that he worked on a college campus and saw hundreds of gorgeous women all day, that was saying a lot. She was a natural beauty. She needed little makeup and had a tight athletic body that he loved. If she played tennis she might easily become one of his favorites. Gloria thought nothing of Carl suggestion for her to remove her clothing and was naked as the day she was born when Wendy returned with drinks.

Her athletic body wasn't wasted on Wendy. Looking to her master for permission to disrobe, she waited. When Carl gave no indication, she quietly slipped out of her clothes, knowing he liked his women naked.

To say that Carl was aroused would be an understatement; he loved breaking in new girls. Gloria would be the youngest woman in his harem. He took in all her charms. She was thin, but not skinny. She had tight abs and muscular arms and legs, from hours at the gym. Her small breasts looked inviting. Though only B-cups for now, she looked like she could easily handle a C or D cup. She had a neatly trimmed landing strip of dark brown hair. As she slowly twirled around for him, he thought her ass a little smaller than he liked. She could benefit from a little more junk in the trunk. Taking a moment, he focus on what he wanted, bigger breasts, tighter abs, narrow waist and a bigger butt. With those changes, she could easily become his favorite.

When she was facing him again, she was extremely aroused. Her nipples were hard, protruding from her tits. Her sex appeared to be swollen and wet. Carl was still clothed so he asked,

"Gloria, you appear to be aroused, what's caused this?"

"Oh, Master, so much,"

she blushed. "

I know that we're going to fuck. I can't wait to see your cock, but..."

She hesitated and looking beyond him to the now naked Wendy.

"I think I'm going to fuck Wendy, too, if that's okay with you. I've never wanted to fuck a woman before, and that's exciting."

He loved when his programming took hold, she was so enthusiastic.

"Of course, Gloria, I think you should explore your sexuality and feel free to do anything you like. In fact, why don't you two get started while I get more comfortable?"

Carl sat back on the bed as the two women embraced. Their mouths found each other's lips and they kissed while fondling. It was hot. They tongue wrestled while aggressively exploring each other's bodies. When they noticed Carl was now naked too, watching from the bed, they broke off their kisses to join him. Reaching the bed, Gloria was torn. She looked at her master and he gave her the slightest of nods. Gloria spent several long minutes worshiping Wendy's tits. They were three times the size of hers and she was fascinated with them. Once she'd done everything she could think of to them, she slid between her legs to her juicy pussy.

She didn't hesitate. Gloria knew what Wendy would like. On many occasions she and her girlfriends gay and straight discussed what turned them on. Cunglingus was their favorite topic. She knew what she liked. From theory, she knew what they liked, and she was too eager to learn if any of it were true. In a few quick minutes she had Wendy panting, while she held her lips open for the young novice. Wendy thought she needed to learn some of the finer points but was far exceeding Wendy's expectations. Had she not heard her admit to being heterosexual during Carl's programming she wouldn't have believed it.

Looking at her light brown ass, both holes on display, Carl decided it was a good time to break it in. Gloria was using her tongue and fingers in ways that amazed Wendy who was balanced on the edge of what she knew would be a very satisfying climax.

When Gloria felt Carl's cock pierce her juicy lips and open her pussy. It was clearly the thickest cock she'd ever had. She was thrilled to be stretched so wide, and Wendy was the recipient of her enthusiasm. As Carl gently pushed in he felt Gloria yield, and he slid the rest of the way in and bottomed out. Wendy screamed. Gloria moaned as her mouth was rewarded with copious amounts of girl fluid. Somehow Gloria managed to concentrate on Wendy's pleasure as she too came from Carl's huge cock settling in her pussy.

She thought he was done. Then realized that she'd cum from him just entering her. Carl pulled back and began sawing back and forth. Gloria thought she'd die from the immediate and intense pleasure. It all became too much. She arched her back and squealed. Carl increased his pace, pushing her forward with each powerful stroke. Her pussy forgotten; she mounted Wendy. Where her hungry mouth found her tiny cone shaped tits. Wendy sucked on one while pulling the nipple of the other.

Another first and Gloria was determined to experience it all. Carl was doing magical things to her pussy and Gloria thought she'd never stop coming. She grabbed the tit flesh on the left and suckled the nipple on the right. Wendy loved having her breasts played with, but until then had never come from it.

~

Arriving at the Newman's home, Dean Summer thought it appropriate to park his BMW i8 in front of the house, mimicking what Carl had done. He hurried to the front door and rang the bell. A few moments later he heard footfalls. After a quick check through the blinds, Dee opened the door.

"Dean Summer, to what do I owe the pleasure?"

It had been weeks since Dean Summer had seen Dee. He wasn't prepared for what he saw. The jewel had rejuvenated Dee. She looked radiant, younger and more beautiful. Dean Summer was speechless, but his eyes roamed over her luscious body. She was dressed comfortably wearing a simple top and yoga pants. It was clear she had neglected to put on a bra or panties. Summer focused on her camel toe, then her magnificent breasts. They wobbled enticingly under the top as she shifted her weight as she waited from him to speak. Dee clearly possessed the body yoga pants were made for. The Dean had never seen the young bombshell that stole Carl's heart all those years ago; her face was that of an angel. Slightly alarmed she decided to bring him inside and have him sit. Perhaps he needed a drink of water or something stronger.

"Wilbur, are you okay...why don't you come in and tell me what brings you here, this evening."

"I'm sorry,"

Dean Summer said,

"It's been a while since I've seen you and I have to say that you look amazing."

He continued to complement her, stopping short of embarrassing himself.

"Thank you Dean Summer, but I'm sure you didn't drive all the way here from Henderson to compliment this old woman on her fading beauty. Carl's not here, is there something I can help you with, what's on your mind?"

"I know Carl's not here; I just left him at my house. He and Gail have been carrying on."

He paused as the hurt of her betrayal surfaced. "

To put it bluntly, Carl is fucking my wife. I caught them in the act not an hour ago."

"What? My Carl is cheating on me?"

Dee collapse on the couch, her hands dramatically covering her eyes as she wept. Dean Summer was immediately at her side trying to comfort her. She continued to cry until Dean suggested getting even and began to caress her shoulders and stroke her face. "

It would teach him a lesson."

Dean said smiling and was about to kiss Dee until she continued.

"Dean, I have to confess that I have particular taste when it comes to sex. But if you are willing to play I think we could have a little fun."

It was the words that he longed to hear. He would have his revenge. That was the last thing he remembered as he woke to find himself naked and hanging in shackles attached to the ceiling. As he attempted to yell he found he had a ball gag in his mouth and there was something in his ass.

"Oh... you're back. I was beginning to worry. You've been so very cooperative. I'd hate for it to end so soon."

He looked at Dee who had transformed herself into a sexy bondage mistress, dressed in a tight leather corset that laced up the front and barely contained her fabulous tits. He wasn't sure, but it looked as if she wore crotchless panties, but that might have been his imagination. She wore six-inch leather thigh boots, which allowed her to tower over him. Despite his predicament, he was very aroused. His tiny cock was as hard as it could be. Even the threat of the cat o' nine tails which she ran over his body and lightly slapped his thighs didn't diminish his arousal. Circling around him, she touched the thing in his ass, and it buzzed to life, vibrating. It was a strange feeling, but quickly became pleasurable. He bit into the ball gag and grunted. Three large volleys of cum squirted from his little cock.

"Oh, you like having your ass fucked with my dildo."

He whimpered as the vibration continued and his untouched little cock remained hard.

"But you naughty little boy, you came without permission and soiled my tile floor."

Without warning she began to flog him lightly, but the shock and the pain made him feel like she was beating him within an inch of his life, and he lost consciousness again.

When he woke again he felt strange. He still was gagged, and his cock was still hard. Looking down he was surprised to find that all his body hair had been removed. His once hairy chest and fat belly was now void of all hair. His pale pink skin made him look vulnerable, while his nude groin did make his tiny cock look a little bigger. He was also surprised to find that he'd had a manicure and pedicure, all his nails were painted pink. Something was hanging from his nipples, and it hurt, and his ass was still filled with what must be another dildo, only it was much bigger. His asshole was stretched to the point he thought it may tear. Then it began to move, it hurt at first, but after a minute that tingling feeling returned and it soon felt incredible. He knew he was going to cum again. He looked around for Dee but didn't see her. Someone was there, and he heard that person grunt, a male. He began to panic; the thing in his ass wasn't a dildo but a real cock. He was being sodomized. He then realized that the ball gag in his mouth wasn't at all a ball gag, but a cock and it just came. He gagged. Then realized that he like the taste and sucked and swallowed. It was great. It was what he'd been looking for all his life and didn't know it. He loved being fucked in his ass and sucking cock. It seemed all too simple now. No wonder he'd been such an asshole, he'd been repressing the real him, the gay man that he is.

Carl joined Dee as they watched Dean Summer accept his programming. He lay on the couch, dressed in his suit imagining the fantasy of great sex with two anonymous men.

"That's going to keep him busy and distracted for a while,"

Carl whispered in Dee's ear.

"How long are we going to let him believe that he's gay?"

Dee asked feeling a little sorry for Dean Summer, as she watched the wet spot on his pants grow larger. "

How do we know this isn't the real Dean Summer?"

Carl asked. Dee smiled and agreed.

"By the way, the pink nails and removing all his body hair was a nice touch, he's going to be the girl in all his new relationships."

~

She'd been through her lingerie drawer three times. Not one of her bras fit her. It was as if they all had shrunk. That was impossible. It was also illogical that her breasts could have grown a full cup size. Her nipples were more sensitive and bigger, too. She discovered this by accident, now she couldn't keep her hands off her tits.

Since kicking her cheating husband out she had more time to explore her inner slut. She had never been one to masturbate much. But now that she was a lesbian, she thought of eating pussy and fucking women all the time. It was painful admission but was true. With the exception of her master Carl, every woman she saw, she wanted to fuck. She was a fucking closet lesbian.

Worse, she was frigging off almost constantly. If only her master would fuck her. He'd been very busy, lately. Her mistress had told her so. It was strange to call Dee her mistress. But that too, was true. Her entire world was turned upside down since her incredible visit to the Newman's home. Although she's seen her mistress at court a few times, she's ignored her.