Doing Three Ch. 2

Chapter 2: Submission

I had been lying on the couch most of the night wondering where the night had gone wrong. At first fantasy after fantasy was coming true. I was able to watch my lovely girlfriend make love to the beautiful sex goddess Mary and then watch her explode into an orgasmic frenzy on Mary’s husband’s 8-inch cock.

Both Angel and I had fantasized about such a night for months and then just like we had planned it all happened. But something along the way went wrong!

I remember last night just about the time it fell apart.

Mary stood from the couch and moved over toward us. I knew what we had started was soon to become one massive display of flesh against flesh, mouth against mouth, orgy.

Mary lowered her clit to Angel's face while I continued to lap at her delicious pussy. At the same time I managed a position where I could watch as the love of my life pushed her tongue deep inside of Mary’s pussy. I was so close I could see her cream run from her lips and onto Angel’s waiting tongue. Both girls began to squirm and buck. Mary screamed as her orgasm neared.

Scott walked over to his wife and pushed his soft cock into her mouth. It immediately began to stiffen as she sucked it into her throat. More than anything I wished we had video taped the whole affair. It would have been something I could have jerked off to at least a million times.

Mary came first, with Angel a close second. Both girls slowly peeled themselves away from the pile. Both Scott and I were left frustrated and ready to cum. I looked up at Angel as if to say, “Well what do I do now?”

Exhausted Angel turned toward Mary. “I think the guys are expecting something.”

“Well not from me- not yet.” Mary laughed- “Well you did say that Kenny can be a good girlfriend when he wants to be right? Well maybe he should show Scott how good he can be.”

I looked over at Scott not exactly sure on what I should do next. Then quickly I glanced back toward Angel. She quickly gave me a smile and then an approving nod. I had a feeling I knew what she wanted me to do. However actually doing something like that was something I had never pictured myself doing. I hesitated- only briefly, but I did hesitate.

“What’s wrong baby?” Angel asked as she cuddled up next to Mary. “You know you want to.”

I looked back over toward Scott. For the first time that night he seemed to be a bit embarrassed. I kind of slid off the couch and began to crawl over toward him. I think that he could sense my hesitation because immediately he started to cover himself up.

A little irritated he looked over toward his wife. “I think we should be heading on home.” He grumbled.

“It’s early.” Mary answered. “Besides I want Angel here to eat my pussy one more time before we leave.”

This only increased Scott’s agitation. If I didn’t know better I would have believed that he was a little jealous over the way Angel and Mary were making love. I think that is when I started to worry about his feelings. After all I didn’t want to offend him in any way. I was desperately seeking another get together with the couple.

“Maybe we should go.” He growled as he reached out his hand to help his wife up from the couch. “I have to be up early in the morning.”

Angel glared over at me as if I should intervene, as if I could say some magic words and make them stay. However I couldn’t think of anything to say except, “It was really nice having you.”

I knew it sounded foolish the minute I said it- but what else could a guy say?

As Mary and Scott got dressed no one said a word- it was very uncomfortable to say the least. Not only was it uncomfortable but also somehow I could feel Angel’s anger. It was as if she blamed me for letting them go. But in actuality there wasn’t anything I could have done at that point to stop them from leaving.

As soon as they left Angel huffed right passed me on her way to the stairs. Then she paused and spun around to face me. “Ya, know you could have said something- anything. You just stood there and let them leave. I bet we never see them again.”

“And what did you expect me to say?” I barked. “Scott wanted to leave- so he left. End of story.”

“I think you embarrassed him earlier when you didn’t want to suck his cock. I think that’s what drove him away. And while we are talking about it- why didn’t you? We both know you’ve thought about it before?”

I think I should have ended the argument right then and there. I should have told her that I loved her and that I would do anything for her- but I didn’t. I guess we don’t think about how much we love our partner when we are in the middle of a “heated” discussion.

“Sure I’ve thought about it. Thinking about it isn’t the same thing as doing it you know.” I continued to growl. “Besides we really never talked about me, um- you know, doing that.”

“Jesus Christ- what was there to talk about?” She yelled. “Anyone would have figured a cum queer like you would have jumped at the chance to suck his big cock.”

Okay at this point I figured that it was getting out of hand, so I shot at her with an apologetic look and kind of meekly walked toward her. All I wanted to do then was wrap my arms around her and tell her that I loved her- loved her more than anything in the world. However much to my surprise she just pushed me away and walked up stairs.

So here I am sleeping on the couch wondering if our foursome ended our relationship.

I didn’t have to wonder long though…

Angel made her way downstairs quietly and then sorrowfully sat down next to me on the couch. She sat there for a long time not saying a word. As I looked at her I was getting the feeling that she had came to some sort of revelation about herself. I think the suspense was killing me.

She cleared her throat and then put her hand on my knee. “Kenny, I know that I said that no matter what I would still love you- and please believe me- I do still love you, but last night made me do a lot of soul searching. I’m too young to settle down right now. There are a lot of things in life that I want to experience and I really don’t think its fair that I put you through all of that. I think it would be better if we just took a break for a while.”

I felt my heart make its way up into my throat. I just sat there not knowing what to say or do.

“When we got in that argument last night all I wanted to do was hurt you. I had to walk away to keep from humiliating you anymore than I did. As soon as I started feeling like that I knew it was over between us.”

I pleaded with her not to end it, I told her how much I loved her and how much I wanted for us to be together, but it was to no avail. In fact the more I expressed my feelings for her the angrier she got. In fact, I was just about ready to give up and gather my things…

“Don’t you see the more you tell me you love me the more I want to humiliate you? If we stayed together, I would end up making your life a living hell.”

In some sick way I saw this as an opportunity. After all she did say “if” we stayed together.

“I swear baby. I don’t care what you did, what you said to me, how you treated me, I would still love you. Can’t you see I would do anything for you? I don’t care what it is.” I said as I dropped to my knees and pleaded. “I love you.”

I guess those words changed my life forever.

“You are pathetic, do you know that? If you stay under those conditions it would mean you have no self-esteem whatsoever.”

“I don’t care…”

“Well if reason doesn’t work for you- what if I told you that upstairs while you were asleep I was talking to Scott, I made plans to fuck him later tonight?”

“I don’t care…”

“What if I told you I want you to watch me while I fucked that big cock, what if I told you that I wanted you watch him make me cum like you never could? What if I told you the real reason I wanted to break up with you is because your over-sized clit has no business in my pussy. What if I told you I needed a real man to make me cum?”

“I don’t care, I love you Angel.”

All of a sudden I saw this look of lust on Angels face. It was like humiliating me was turning her on. I decided I would play it, and see how things went. “I told you, you could say anything or do anything to me and I would still love you.”

“What if I told you that I wanted to watch you suck Scott’s cock?”

“I would drop to my knees and suck it.”

“You are a fucking queer ass faggot do you know that? I bet you would shoot buckets just by putting his cock in your mouth wouldn’t you?” She said as she reached over and grabbed my dick. “Look- just talking about sucking cock has made you hard. I had no idea I was dating a sissy boy.”

I had no idea why but she was right I was extremely turned on. Everything she was saying to me was driving me crazy. I reached down and placed my hand on top of hers and messaged my cock. I had never got so excited so quickly.

“Say it bitch.” She growled. “Tell me that you are a sissy cock sucker.” She ordered.

I moaned and threw my head back against the couch.

“Say it faggot or just get the fuck out.”

“Oh god.” I moaned, “I’m a sissy cock sucker.”

“Well then I guess if you are sissy, then from now on that is how I am going to treat you.” She said as she pulled me up from the sofa.

I was so horny by that point that I would have followed her anywhere, done anything.

She led me to the upstairs bath and ran some water. “Get in.” She ordered.

There was no feeling in what she said just cold callus orders. She then proceeded to shave my legs, then my cock and balls, finally she removed all the hair from my chest and underarms. We didn’t speak as she rinsed me off and then led me into her room.

As I passed by the free-standing mirror in her room, I couldn’t help but notice my shriveled up little bald cock, I couldn’t help but thinking how it looked like a child’s penis. It was both degrading and at the same time it was exciting as hell.

She then started to dress me in her clothes. First she dressed me in a pair of pink frilly panties, with a matching bra. Then she slipped on me a very short black skirt with matching blouse. I couldn’t believe I was standing there letting her do this to me- but like I said before, I would have done anything for her.

For the next hour she took her time dressing me just as she wanted me- as her sissy boyfriend. When she was done, she topped it off with a long burgundy wig. I have to say I didn’t look half-bad. What came next surprised the hell out of me.

“Okay bitch-“ She growled, “we need to go shopping today- squeeze your feet into these shoes until we can get you a pair of your own.”

She was taking me out- in public, dressed like this.

“I want you to look perfect for tonight for when Scott and Mary come over again. I bet this time he lets you suck his dick.”

To Be Continued...