My sister Theresa and I own a beach cottage on Martha’s Vineyard that we inherited from a rich uncle, and during the summer we spend as much time there as we can. Theresa and I are both sexually liberated women in our late 30s, and we each have three children. Theresa is divorced, whereas I have been married for 10 years to Leonard, my loving and very submissive husband.
The last time we visited the cottage the kids were away at camp, so it was just Theresa, Leonard and me, and I was looking forward to a quiet weekend of reading and sunning on the beach.
It was a beautiful warm day as we took the ferry over to the island, and we were sitting on the outside deck when a handsome young man in his early 20s came along and started a conversation. This guy, who said his name was Ricardo, was soon flirting like mad with Theresa and me, obviously trying to put the make on one of us. We both chatted him up, while Leonard stared passively out at the water. The conversation grew more and more risqué, till finally—to make a long story short—Ricardo took Theresa into a small storeroom just off the main deck and fucked her.
When they were gone, Leonard grumbled that Theresa was a fool to take such a chance with a strange man. I was pissed at him anyway, over an argument we’d had earlier about a money matter, so I told him that when Theresa was done I might just fuck Ricardo myself.
Of course I didn’t mean it, but when Theresa and Ricardo came back I mentioned it half-jokingly, and Theresa laughingly said that Ricardo was a great fuck and that I shouldn’t miss it. Ricardo was more than willing—“If your husband wouldn’t mind,” he said. I told him that my husband had nothing to say about it, and when Leonard said nothing more, I defiantly took Ricardo’s hand and led him off to the storeroom where he had just fucked my sister.
Inside I took off my shorts and panties and he did it to me standing up, first from the back and then from the front, while I kissed him passionately. Ricardo was a marvelous fucker, and the knowledge that I was doing something so daring only yards away from my husband—who was probably wishing he could watch—made my eventual climax truly awesome.
When the ferry docked, both Theresa and I kissed Ricardo good-bye, with brazen, open-mouthed kisses, while Leonard looked on. We then exchanged phone numbers with him before setting off for the cottage.
When we got there Leonard was all over me, grabbing my breasts and begging me to let him go down on me, right in front of Theresa. This was the same man who, on the ferry, had been worried about the hygiene of having sex with a stranger, but now he was like a man possessed. He wanted to go down on me so badly, even though he knew what I had done with Ricardo, and that I hadn’t had a chance to shower or douche. I told him I couldn’t have him go down on me, because Ricardo had come inside me. I thought he might be angry about that, but it only made him hornier. He got down on his knees and pressed his face into the crotch of my shorts.
Finally I told Theresa to excuse us and took him into the bathroom. Leonard was grinning like a fool, thinking he was going to get to eat my pussy, but instead, I told him to jerk off while I watched. He begged me again to let him eat me first, or at least jerk him off, but I told him to do what I said and be quick about it. “Beat your meat right now,” I insisted, “so I don’t have to put up with this pussy attitude all afternoon.”
It was obvious that my commanding attitude was getting him even more aroused, as it usually did. Finally he unbuckled his pants and shoved them and his boxers down to his knees. He wasn’t hard at first, which surprised me, because he was acting so horny. Blushing fiercely, he started to play with his flaccid penis while I watched.
We hadn’t done this in years, although I used to have him do it a lot when we were first married. I was working in those days and had to get up early, and I hadn’t wanted to have sex with him all the time, so I had kept him under control by having him do this. Now, as I watched, his dick stiffened up, and I told him to hurry up and come. He asked me to kiss him, and I just laughed. “Let me kiss your hand then,” he begged, and finally I allowed him to do so, slobbering all over it and whining as he jerked off.
I have to admit I was getting warm between my legs as I watched him standing there with his pants around his ankles and his dick in his hand. I told him again to hurry up, and sure enough, in another moment he was shooting off all over the bathroom. I then told him to clean up his mess, and proceeded to take a long shower while he did so.
Later that afternoon, after we had unpacked, we all went down to the nude beach. Theresa and I stripped naked and rubbed suntan lotion onto each other. I told Leonard to strip also, and he sat around on the blanket with his little dick in limp condition, looking uncomfortable but not unhappy.
We had been there about an hour when who should come by but Ricardo, of all people. He was completely nude except for a straw hat, and as he stood there talking to us (mostly to me) he started to get an erection. I have to admit that I was quite flattered to see him get so aroused just by talking to me. He told me I had spectacular boobs. Of course he hadn’t been able to see them when he screwed me on the ferry.
Leonard sat there watching us, saying nothing, his forlorn dick hanging between his legs. He didn’t even speak up when Ricardo finally got around to asking me if he could fuck me again. He said I’d really left an impression on him, and he wanted an encore.
Looking right at my husband, I said sure, and asked him when. “No time like the present,” he said. “I’m ready if you are.” I smiled to myself when I saw Leonard’s dick begin to stir with the knowledge that I was going to cuckold him again with this superbly endowed young man. I put an little extra jiggle in my ass just for him as I walked away hand in hand with my new lover.
Back at the cottage, Ricardo really worked me over. I guess because we were able to lie down on a bed, he was able to get his dick much further up inside me than he had done standing up in the storeroom on the ferry. When he came it felt as though he was pumping his juice right into my ovaries. Oh boy, I thought as I drifted back to earth after my climax, now I’ll probably get pregnant for certain.
After that Ricardo told me that he wanted to fuck me in my sweet ass. He said it was my ass that had originally attracted me to him when he first saw me on the ferry that morning. I really wasn’t crazy about taking it up the ass, but what could I say after that compliment? So I rolled over on my belly, and that turned out to be great too. I felt like I had a telephone pole inside me.
After Ricardo left I lay dozing for awhile, until Leonard and Theresa came in from the beach. As he had been after Ricardo had fucked me that morning, Leonard was frantic to go down on me. He kissed my hands, he kissed my feet, and begged me to let him eat my pussy. I couldn’t believe that he was so eager to get at Ricardo’s sperm, and finally a mischievous plan started to form in my mind.
I told my husband that he could eat me all he wanted, but he would have to do one thing for me—I wanted him to call Ricardo and make an appointment for him to meet us. Leonard said he was fine with that, probably having visions of some wild threesome. But that was not what I had in mind, I told him. What I wanted him to do was to suck Ricardo’s cock.
Leonard just stared at me when I said this. I smiled at him and said it shouldn’t be a big deal for him, as he was so anxious to go down on me with Ricardo’s load inside me, and this way he could get it directly. It took him a while to absorb this, and I could see it working inside him. Finally he asked me if I was going to watch him do it. I told him I certainly was, and I guess that was the clincher for him.
I sat at the table drinking a cup of tea while he got Ricardo on the phone. They had a long and rambling conversation before Leonard, blushing deeply and stuttering half the time, finally came out with his proposition. Of course Ricardo thought he was kidding at first, but Leonard finally convinced him. Now I knew Ricardo was not gay, but I also knew he was a horny devil, and I guess the idea of me being there watching was the clincher for Ricardo too.
I dressed for the evening in my shortest and tightest dress, and nothing else except a pair of high-heeled sandals. We met Ricardo at a popular bar that was known as a rendezvous for lovers of all kinds. As we stood at the bar having a drink, Ricardo started kissing and fondling me, and soon he had my tits out of my dress, right there in the public bar, and right in front of my husband. Leonard looked like he wanted to say something, but didn’t. I was tremendously excited.
After the second drink we went outside and walked toward the beach. There were several couples brazenly making out in the dunes. It was hell walking through the sand in heels, but I knew they made my legs and ass look great, and I wanted both Ricardo and Leonard to be as horny as possible.
We finally found a semi-secluded spot, and Ricardo dropped his pants as I told Leonard to get on his knees. He hesitated a moment, but finally did so, and went to work on Ricardo’s cock. While he sucked, Ricardo pulled me close and kissed me. I was so turned on I almost came, kissing him passionately while my husband sucked on his dick. He whipped up my skirt and fondled my ass. Leonard, seeing my naked pussy so close to his face, leaned over and tried to lick me. I was tempted to let him, but I pushed his face away and told him to keep sucking dick. Then I buried my fingers in my crotch and resumed kissing Ricardo. Very soon I could sense that he was on the verge of orgasm. I looked down at Leonard and told him I wanted him to swallow every drop. I heard him whimpering with what sounded like pleasure as he took Ricardo’s load down his throat.
When Ricardo was finished coming I had Leonard open his mouth like a porno actress to show that he had swallowed it all. He smiled pathetically up at me, expecting praise and probably anticipating a marathon session of pussy eating when we returned to the cottage. I was so hot I was dripping wet, but I wanted Ricardo’s big dick. I told Leonard I was taking Ricardo back to the cottage so he could fuck my brains out, and that he could watch us if he wanted to. If he was lucky, I told him, he could eat us both afterwards. He was only too happy to agree.
When we got back to the cottage I told Leonard to sit down in a corner and be quiet. Then I turned so that both he and Ricardo could see me, and began to do a slow, deliberate strip. Taking my clothes off like this for another man while my husband watched was wickedly exciting, and my nipples were hard as I bared my breasts to their gaze. When I was naked Ricardo quickly stripped his clothes off too, and before he was finished I was kneeling in front of him, feeding his magnificent cock into my mouth.
Though he had fucked me twice, I had not sucked his cock before, and I could hear him panting above me as I took as much of it as I could into my mouth. I could hear Leonard breathing hard too, and I looked over at him as I began to bob my head up and down on that big dick. It felt so good that I would have sucked him to climax and swallowed everything he had, but he pulled away from me and pushed me down onto the floor, dropping on top of me and spreading my legs apart with his. Then he was inside me, taking me hard, and it was even better than the other times, maybe because my husband was watching. I wrapped my legs around him and matched my movements to his, and he brought me to climax twice before he gave a shout and erupted inside my pussy.
I was still basking in the afterglow as Ricardo pulled out, and a moment later I became aware that Leonard had crawled between my legs and was starting to lick and suck on my pussy. I thought of telling him to suck Ricardo clean first, but I didn’t have the energy. Leonard ate all of my lover’s come out of my cunt, and got himself off in the process. He didn’t have to do Ricardo, however, because at that point Theresa came back from her evening out, and Ricardo took her into the bedroom and fucked her for the rest of the night.
Since that weekend I’ve become more severe in my sexual control of Leonard, and the more ruthless I get the more he seems to love it. Oh, I do let him go down on me occasionally. I mean, what’s a girl to do when she gets horny and her lovers aren’t around? I do still see Ricardo, and there are a couple of other young men that I am now intimate with. If I’m in a really good mood I’ll let Leonard watch them fuck me. But I almost never let him come. Occasionally I do, but he never knows when it will be. And when I do let him, he has to jerk off, and do it fast. I’ve told him that if I ever find out that he is masturbating without my permission, I will leave him.
He’ll go down on me for literally hours sometimes, with a raging hard-on that I won’t let him even touch. I know that all probably sounds cruel, but Leonard never complains. Actually he seems pretty happy with the situation. And it certainly works for me. I wouldn’t have it any other way.—L.G., Stamford, Connecticut