Chapter 13 #2
When they’d finished a second bout of kissing, Sasha pulled back and after the wickedest little glance across at me, looked Thomas straight in the eye.
“I love you, Thomas… and not just because my kinky husband told me to say it… I really love you babe… I love everything about you… it started off with your looks, charisma and how you fuck me far better than my husband ever could…
“But now it’s so much more than that… I really love you, Thomas,” she announced, her voice confident and steady as she stroked his cheek and kissed him again.
When they broke, he was just as intense and serious as she’d been, the gaze between them never wavering.
“At first it was just your sexy beauty… but these last few weeks, I’ve fallen more and more in love with you… you’re just such a kind, wonderful, loving person… a man couldn’t wish for a more special and wonderful girlfriend…”
Fuck! When I’d started that part of our game, I’d only expected a little fun. But listening to the two of them… seeing how they looked at each other as their words echoed around my brain… fuck, I was beginning to have second and third thoughts.
Sure, my cock was super hard… but I couldn’t help but wonder at where things would go if even after just a few weeks of having feelings for each other this was how they sounded and how they looked at each other.
All of a sudden the mood had gone from fun and frivolous to intense and serious, and what Thomas did next notched things up even another level.
He led my naked wife over to the bed and whispered into her ear just before she lay on her back and opened her legs.
“Get over hear, Jason!”
It was his turn to take back control.
“Go get my pants! Then, whatever you find in my pocket, put it on your little pencil dick…”
Moments later I was blushing as I rolled a black Magnum XL on my thin five-inch member.
“Now, for the next few months… every time you fuck Sasha, even though she’d protected, your gonna wear a little latex hat… that kind of hat… to remind you how small you are…
Somehow my cheeks managed to color up an even deeper shade of red as Thomas slapped me on the ass.
“Come on, Jason! Get to it! Put that little pencil dick of yours inside Sasha so she can be reminded how small and inadequate you are!”
Fuck! When exactly had I signed up to be treated like this?
But however much I felt humiliated and belittled, I followed his instructions. Greeted my a ‘hello baby, love you honey’ as I thrust my sub-par cock into the woman who loved me but who was used to more.
Despite the lack of friction—a latex hat and how Thomas’s thick eleven inches had stretched her out—I came super quick.
Which bizarrely enough actually made me excited… it was all part of the whole pleasure-pain dynamic that had been central to my life since Sasha had first slept with Victor more than six years ago.
“Come on, come on… get out the way… let a real man give your lovely wife some real satisfaction,” he barked as he pulled me off, my right hand having to hold the over-sized condom so it wouldn’t slip off and make a mess.
How many times had I seen Thomas fuck Sasha over the last few months? I’d totally lost count.
But there seemed something different about this one—even if it did start in a familiar way.
“Don’t run away to flush your seed just yet!” he chuckled, tapping me on the shoulder as I ran to dispose of the condom and their milky contents.
“I want that lilywhite hand of yours to give me a few strokes… in tribal life, the victorious warriors would fuck the losing warriors in the ass… so, Jason, just be grateful all I’m asking you is to stroke a proper cock and then put into your woman…
so she can have some real pleasures… as opposed to faking it… ”
Thomas. Thomas you fucking bastard!
He’d been part of our lives since Thanksgiving the year before. And he knew just too damn well which buttons to press and how far to push them.
Because, fired up by the bittersweet pain of hearing Sasha and him declare their love in a way far stronger than I’d expected, my fingers shook as I did exactly what he told me.
Fuck! I’d felt his weight and size before. Felt the heat and the twisted map of the veins and knots. But that had always been with Sasha teasing me and holding my hand in place.
But this was different. This was me just obeying his orders. Stroking his huge throbbing shaft up and down as he walked towards the bed and then knee-walked until I was holding his cock right above Sasha’s entrance.
“Good boy! Now put me in, so Sasha can have a real cock… can have some real sex…”
My face still glowing red, I did as he told me and continued our kinky three-way game. Pushing the over-sized glans of his cockhead into place before moving away so he could give Sasha what she needed.
Thomas sank his thick eleven inches balls deep in one long, slow motion—then the pair of them were kissing once again.
I’d thought that was it for the kinky ‘let’s humiliate Jason’ part of the evening, but Sasha had other ideas.
“Jason, honey… come back over here…”
As I walked back, she whispered something to Thomas, who just grinned and pulled his glistening snake all the way back out.
Looking directly at me, Sash gave me the most innocent of smiles as she held our two cocks side-by-side, turning them over, exploring and inspecting like they prized antiquities.
Addressing me, she asked a question.
“Tell me, honey, if you were a girl, which of these two cocks would you want? The little, white, shrively pencil-dick? Or the big, manly, virile black dick that I can actual feel when it goes in? That stretches me, makes my pussy tingle and cum… that’s twice the length and twice the thickness of your little pencil dick…
that long enough to go right up into my tummy…
so it can shoot its seed directly into my womb… ”
“Come on, Jase… I love you babe, but don’t be shy… tell me which one you’d choose?”
Fuck you Sash. I loved her, I hated her as slowly my dry, raspy coice whispered back.
“His cock… Thomas’s big, manly cock… not my little pencil dick…”
Fuck. Even though I hated saying the words, there was a bittersweet pleasure… almost therapeutic… like a sexual version of going to confession.
“Good boy… now one last thing before I let you go… tell mama… based on what you can see… do you think your lovely Sasha can even feel your little pencil dick when it goes in? When Jason tries to fuck his Sasha?”
Bitch.
Fucking bitch.
I almost felt like starting with ‘Forgive me Father, I have sinned…’
“Sorry, babe… of course you’re right… I’m sure you can’t feel my little boy cock when it goes in… that’s why you need a real, manly cock like Thomas gives you…”
“Thanks, babe,” she beamed, giving my cock a final squeeze before a nod of the head dismissed me back towards the wall.
The next few hours were Sasha and Thomas mixing hard, intense fucking with the softness of making love and telling each other how deeply they loved the other.
My only involvement came each time they shared a joint climax and rested before going again.
During these rest times they took it in turn to summon me back and tell me I needed to help them by lapping at Sasha’s pussy and then sucking to get Thomas’s jizz out of her pussy and into my stomach.
While I did this, sometimes they’d whisper and kiss… their tone deliberately low so that I’d feel excluded.
Other times they’d gently mock me… thanking me for being cool with how they felt about each other… teasing me that maybe it had only ever been just a matter of time until they caught feelings for each other.
The whole evening had taken Sasha’s affair with the handsome young co-pilot to a whole new level. But before it was over, another request from Sasha threatened to deepen their affair and raise the stakes even more.
Chapter 14
Saturday, June 29th, 2013
“Love you babe…” Hearing the words from Sasha as she gave me a goodnight kiss gave me comfort. Made me feel ready to kiss her back as I retired to the guest room so they could make love in privacy before drifting to sleep in each others’ arms.
I was halfway through the door when I heard their whispering stop as Sasha spoke. “Oh, hun… one last thing… me and Thomas, we just need you to sign off on a change to my roster for the next few months…”
Turning around and standing stock still, I suddenly had a deeply queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.
“Don’t look like that,” he gently chided me.
“Once I explain it, I’m sure you’ll love it… love it almost as much as Thomas and me,” she giggled.
Summoning me to sit next to her on the bed, she held my hand and looked deep into my eyes.
“Another co-pilot and one of the FAs are struggling to conceive, so they’re both taking a few months’ unpaid leave… which has opened up some Incheon rotations, and Thomas and I have enough seniority and friends in Crew Scheduling to get matching lines for the next few months…”
That queasy feeling had developed into a full-on family of rats scrabbling around inside my belly.
“It’ll be great, baby!
“A regular ten-day pattern—three nights away, seven back home, including six full days off between every rotation… What’s not to like?”
She saw my gears turning and added a little teasing to get what she wanted.
“Imagine it, baby… your naughty, loving hotwife enjoying a two-day layover in Seoul with the other man she loves! Doesn’t that excite you, baby?
Me and my loving boyfriend sightseeing in Asia, then spending whole days in bed, fucking and making love…
calling you, letting you watch… making you horny and hard! ”
Two weeks later—another Saturday night—the scene was very different.
No Thomas, just me and Sasha cuddled up in bed. Two days earlier, she’d returned from her first Detroit–Incheon–Detroit rotation, meaning I’d get to enjoy a whole seven nights of Sasha back home.
All of a sudden something came into her head and before I knew it I was watching her shapely and very naked ass wiggling across the room—what a sacrifice—as she disappeared downstairs to get something from our home office.