The new experiences started right away. First Mistress matched with him on Feeld herself. Mistress isn’t online very much so she doesn’t do much of the matching. He was 10 years younger a than her as well. She has never been a part of an age gap that big. He loves the gym and and has a body to prove it. To this point Mistress had never shown any interest in muscles. After last night that seems to have changed.
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They went out for a drink last week. They were going to meet in a part of town we really like. There is a great cocktail bar around the corner that does a Philip up that we love.
“No. I really want to go there with you,” Mistress assured me.
A half hour into the date she texts that they are going there. I know right away that Mistress is really into him.
After she got home she told me how much fun they had. They were sitting close the whole night. Lots of touching and cuddling. They made out next her car.
“He had to take his phone out of his pocket because his cock is so big.”
Her recounting of the night had to start and stop because they were texting constantly. Every time Mistress would look at her phone she would get a huge smile.
All of that led to last night.
It was decided I would go to a movie and they would meet for drinks again. They were the hottest people at the bar. Mistress was dressed in black boots, a black mini skirt shorter than I have ever seen her wear, and button up shirt sheer enough to clearly reveal her bra underneath. She thought she would find him at the bar. A couple asked if she was meeting someone.
“Yes. Quite possibly the hottest black man you have ever seen in your life.”
“Oh yes,” they responded instantly, “he loved to a table.”
They had a drink. Spots at the bar opened up, so they grabbed stools. During their time at the bar the couple asked Q if this was a first date. He told them it was actually their second date and that she was married. Everyone found that very exciting.
Near the end of the movie I got a text.
“Don’t know what you are heading home but be ready to listen from the living room.”
I could hear Mistress as soon as I walked in the door. Her moans filled the house. I took a seat on the couch and listened as instructed. He licked, fingered, and fucked Mistress to so many orgasms. I heard them talking about how soaked the blanket was. I’m glad I put down the waterproof blanket earlier in the afternoon. I could hear lots of excited whispering punctuated by giggling. It was clear they had a great connection already. During a break Mistress called me in and I got to watch them cuddle and kiss up close. There was barely a five seconds all night where they didn’t have their hands on each other.
Mistress’s hands were seemingly connected to his giant cock. No matter what was happening she would start rubbing and stoking it. They wanted to hydrate so they got dressed. I was ordered to stay naked. Another first. I got them water and they cuddled on the couch. They looked like a couple. Perfectly snuggled on the couch. They would talk and laugh. They would make out. Share whispers. Nuzzle. Kiss. Constantly running their hands over each other.
Eventually they started talking about me. I do not enjoy being the center of attention under vanilla circumstances. It’s even more uncomfortable when I’m naked in front of a partially clothed power couple made up of my wife and her new lover. Mistress had me repeat all sorts of degrading things about myself.
“I’m a disgusting cuck,” I said barely above a whisper.
Louder
“I’m a disgusting cuck.”
Louder
“I’m a disgusting cuck.”
Louder
“I’m a disgusting cuck.”
“What do I deserve?”
“Big cocks Mistress.”
“What do you have?”
“A tiny dick Mistress.”
“Tell him what you remember my pussy feeling like.”
“It’s so tight and wet,” I creaked out. “It’s the hottest tastiest pussy ever.”
“Thank him for fucking your wife.”
“Thank you for fucking my wife the way she deserves.”
“Again.”
“Thank you for fucking my wife the way she deserves.”
“Again.”
“Thank you for fucking my wife the way she deserves.”
To this point I had never been asked to participate like this. It was really hard saying those things in front of someone else. I was leaking out of my chastity cage the whole time.
Q commented how well trained I was.
“He will do anything I tell him,” Mistress said matter of factly. “He will get down between your legs and suck your cock. He will kiss your feet. Anything I tell him.”
With that Mistress crooked her finger and pointed to the floor in front of them. She told me to kiss his feet. This was the first time I had worshiped a man’s feet. I planted kisses all over the top of his feet. Then I heard the slurping sound of Mistress doing some worship of her own. I stopped to watch.
“Give me a play by play since I can’t see what she is doing,” he told me. It was maybe the third thing he had ever said to me.
Then I went on to describe to a man I just “met” what my wife was doing to his magnificent cock.
For the next hour or so the two of them cuddled on the couch. Sometimes Mistress was straddling him. Sometimes she was sitting beside facing him. The whole time she was either rubbing his cock or his muscled arms. They alternated between passionate makeouts and slender kisses. You would never know it was only the second time seeing each other.
After both had regained their strength Q told Mistress he wanted me to warm her up in the bedroom.
“He can’t go in your pussy though,” he said, “that belongs to me.”
Mistress had me lay on the bed with my head near the edge. She sat on my face while I licked her already soaking pussy. Not long after Q appears behind her. He is holding his meaty cock. He slaps into her ass a few times with a thud. Then he is rubbing the head all through Mistress’s wetness. A few times it gets very close to my lips. I open my mouth hoping he will slip it in. Instead he begins to fuck Mistress. The angle and height of the bed make the position a better thought than practice. I slide out from under them and retreat to the living room. Mistress has maybe her 100th orgasm of the night. They still sound incredible.
After they finish and get dressed they emerge from the bedroom. Ever the midwesterners we chat for another 10 minutes. I’m still naked. When it’s just the two of us we get in bed.
Mistress told me all about their date. We talked about everything we did. Mistress loved when he used me as a footstool while I was kissing her feet. She has her phone in her hand the whole time. Mistress wanted me to use her glass dildo on her while she texted him how much she enjoyed their time. By this time I’m begging to be unlocked. Thankfully Mistress agrees. As she strokes me I tell her hit it was that he told people at the bar that she was married and they were on a date. I’m on the brink of orgasm and tell her I want everyone to know. The she whispers, “They already do.” This unleashes an explosive orgasm. Immediately I try to take back what I said. The reality gets pretty frightening pretty fast.
We have never played with the degradation and humiliation in front of and with anyone else before. It’s exciting to see where things go with this new partner.