Neighborhood Chronicles AU Extended - Amber’s Birthday Weekend - PART 2 (Patreon)

Author's Note: I've been working hard to have fun with this series since it's one of my favorites and one that inspired me to write my own stories.That being said. I know that the direction I'm taking this story in may not be to everyone's liking. So, if you had misgivings about the first part, you will more than likely not like this part at all. Fair warning, I'm taking things in a direction of polyamory rather than just straight cuckolding. If that's not something you're interested in or open to reading, then you might want to sit this out.But, if you're willing to indulge me and follow along on this journey of fun and sex and love, then pleasant reading!Also, due to Patreon's strict rules concerning a particular word (BADDY with a D at the beginning), all instances of the word have been replaced with 'Sir'. For the 'Uncensored' version, you can look for it on Lit.Enjoy!--------------------------------------------------------------------------------Friday EveningAmber sat at the bathroom vanity, a towel wrapped around her as she brushed her hair, watching herself in the mirror. The words she’d cried in the shower were echoing in her head.Jack I fucking love you!She shivered again at the words. How she’d screamed them in pleasure and overwhelming desire… and how they were true. Her cheeks turned pink and she paused her brushing. She loved Jack.Not like she loved Bill of course. Not even close. But… there was something there.Amber put the hairbrush down and looked over her shoulder to the bed where Jack lay, snoring loudly. He looked like a hairy walrus, napping on the shore. Bellowing deep breaths and wheezing nasally wines. Since starting this cuckolding sort of relationship officially, she’d been hounding Jack about eating healthier. Every time she was over at his place she’d make him something low in calories and that would help with his cholesterol. If they ordered out, she made sure it wasn’t just greasy foods or fatty things. In some ways… she’d actually become his wife.Her eyes widened for a moment and Amber bit her lip. “Oh fuck do I have two husbands?” She muttered just as Stacy came back into the bedroom. She’d got to the bathroom down the hall to give Amber and Jack some privacy while she’d started to get ready for dinner. She’d curled her hair, now tied at the end in a dark black bow and settled over her shoulder. Her makeup was on point, eyes shadowed with silver, dark lines. Lashes thick and dark. Her lips were coated in a pale white-silver lipstick that made her eyes and complexion pop. Like Amber she was only in a towel, now wanting to get the dress she had prepared to get messy from her makeup and hair care.“Two husbands?” Stacy’s immaculate eyebrow rose and she looked playfully shocked. “Did you and Jack run off to the courthouse or something?”Amber’s cheeks burned. “NO!” She glared. “I’d never… geeze… besides that’s illegal and…” She was fuming and embarrassed at getting caught voicing her random thoughts out loud.Stacy was laughing wildly as she walked over to the closet where they’d hung up their dresses to air out the wrinkles. “Chill out girl.”“That’s not what I was talking about.” Amber muttered and turned back to the mirror, sorting through her make up to begin getting ready.“So what exactly were you talking about? I mean, someone doesn’t just talk about having two husbands out of the blue. Does it have something to do with that little declaration you had in the shower?” Stacy had moved from the closet to her suitcase and was riffling through her clothes to find the lingerie she was going to wear.Amber’s teeth clenched and she violently twisted her lipstick, the polar opposite of Stacy's, a glossy black. “So… you heard…”“Every bug and bird and beast heard dear.” Stacy grinned, pulling out a bundle of lace and straps. “Your declaration of love for our rotund lover isn’t all that surprising, considering how much he’s been inside you and how much cum he’s filled you with. It’s pretty normal Amber, to develop feelings.” Stacy put her lingerie aside and came over to Amber, looking at her in the mirror as she put her hands on her shoulders. “And… for all of Jack’s faults and rough edges… she’s not a bad guy.”Stacy wasn’t wrong. The relationship that Bill and Amber had started with Jack had been rough to say the least. Ups and down as they tried to figure out this dynamic. It was hard to please each other as a married couple sometimes. Throw in a third person and things got far more complicated. Amber picked up her hair curler and started to twist her hair, rolling it up and holding it as she looked back at her friend.“I love Bill.” She said firmly.Her friend smiled. “Honey. There’s no question about that. And I don’t think for a second Jack feels like you’re abandoning your husband for him. Jack’s a realist, if a bit of an arrogant pig.” Stacy chuckled. “He knows he’s not stealing away the hot wife from the hot husband.”Amber rolled her eyes as she continued doing her hair.“But… seriously… it’s okay if you’ve developed a kind of love for Jack. You’ve been through a lot together in the last year. And despite what some people believe… you can love more than one person at a time.” Stacy gently squeezed Amber’s shoulders and her cheeks flushed.Love was so complicated. It was probably why there were countless stories, poems, songs, paintings, movies, television shows and every other sort of medium dedicated to trying to define it. To unravel its mysteries. And still, after thousands of years… it was still an emotion and condition that was undefined and unresolved. Amber closed her eyes, taking a few deep breaths as she held the curler, feeling the heat and smell of her hair.She tried to picture her emotions in a vacuum. No external definitions or pressure. No culture. No societal norms or restrictions.Did she love Jack?A warmth flooded through her.She loved Bill. She could still picture him on their wedding day. The first time he’d asked her on a date. That first time they made love. When they’d had a fight that ended in tears and then make up sex so pure and wonderful. Everything about him was what she wanted. A man to grow old with.And then Jack loomed into her mind. A large presence. A swinging massive cock that was offering her pleasures that Bill just couldn’t give her. Not that love making with Bill was bad even in the slightest. But Jack offered something primal. Strangely, Amber had a flash of another man beside Jack. Equally as hairy, grossly overweight, a cock even bigger than her neighbor’s swinging between his thick thighs and under his heavy belly.The motions of putting on makeup were mechanical. Amber moved as her imagination washed over her. The vacuum she’d created feeding her ideas…She was in that darkness, towering pillars with fires atop them like some ancient temple surrounding her. Kneeling in the center, shadows shifting and moving as if they were alive, she was naked. Bill knelt before her and they were holding hands, fingers entwined. Her husband’s cock was erect between his legs, throbbing and swollen. Amber’s skin was alight with sweat and heat. She took her husband’s penis in her hand and began to stroke it. The feeling of its stiffness, its soft skin taut and stretching, straining as blood pumped continuously. It matched his heartbeat.Behind her, two large shadows lumbered forward from the dark. Ogres. Monsters. Giants. Burly and hairy and large. Without even looking, Amber knew it was Jack… and the other was that man, Chester. The one she’d met in the club. A vile man. Cocky and arrogant and eyes like a scheming snake. She wasn’t sure why she was thinking of him. She’d only met him the once, months ago. But he’d left an impression on her. For better or worse he’d somehow wormed her way into her brain in that one brief encounter.Monstrous cocks swung like pendulums between the men’s fat, furry thighs.Bill groaned as she stroked him with both hands. Faster. Firmer. She wanted him to cum.This was her temple. The temple of her desire. Bill was at the center. Would always be at the center. He was her world. The nexus point of her love and want and arousal. The two lordly men who were stepping into her temple were mere visitors. Coming to seek her delights. And she would give them. But first… her husband took priority.Like smoke, shifting and sighing and soundlessly swirling Amber became ethereal and went from kneeling and stroking to straddling Bill and riding his cock slowly. His heat entered her core slowly and intensely. She arched back, bare breasts dripping with slick sweat and desire. Her movements were steady, taking him into her in a way that no one else could. Hands in his hair, gripping and writhing, she felt him kissing her neck, her chest, his lips burning and branding her skin. Their tantric movements were languid and sensual and within moments it ended in their peaks, their orgasms rocking them sensing thrills through Amber’s body and making Bill shudder as his seed unloaded inside her.It was something transcendental. He was becoming a part of her. She was joined with him.Smoke from the fires swirled and drifted up into the dark empty sky of her imagined world. A world of no judgment or expectations. Where she could completely love her husband…And…Bill still knelt in the center of her sacred temple. Her heart. Her soul.But Amber was now between the two towering figures. Her small body and frame was dwarfed by the size of their arms, their bellies, thighs… cocks. The one that was Jack caressed her cheek, tilted her chin up and grinned possessively down at her. The other, Chester, took hold of her shoulders and pushed her down to her knees.Their cocks stood erect and primal, veiny and pulsing purple and red with their arousal. Heavy balls, thick with hair, swung beneath the shafts.In this place, she was the one to be worshiped. But these two brutes turned the tables. She was on her knees and her hands went to their members, stroking them from root to tip. Hands full, barely able to wrap around their thickness.Worship.The word loomed in the dark and she wasn’t sure if it was her thought or a command from the two who surrounded her.She’d experienced pleasure from these men in different ways. Jack had been her first blow job. The first man since Bill. Huge. A marathon of sex for hours and hours. Orgasms she never knew were possible. The emergence of desires for herself and her husband.Chester… he was different. He was wrong. Something about him whispered evil. The tempting devil in the garden of delight. That shit eating grin as he looked at her as something to be conquered, owned, taken, stolen. This man wanted to rip her away from Bill, or if not fully take her away, sully her in mind body and soul to the point he would never be forgotten and Bill would never be enough.Amber hated him. Reviled him. And still… she took his cock into her mouth and swallowed it. Stroking Jack and sucking Chester. A victorious laugh from the man as she offered up her throat to him. Jack delighting in her strokes, waiting patiently for whatever she would give him.And all the while, Bill sat at the center and watched……The salad was ready. Bill put it in the fridge and took out the steaks that he’d had marinating. Even raw the smell was mouth watering. He brought them over to the stove where he had a skillet heating. It was a large one that would fit two steaks at a time. Grabbing the tongs, he picked one up and then the other, placing them onto the skillet, the sizzling and crackling pops sending shivers down his spine.He sighed watching the grease and blood start to leach out as the meat cooked. For a second… Bill felt like that was exactly what his life was like. Cooked. All the life being leached out.God how had they gotten here? Bill chuckled and stepped back, leaning against the counter thinking. It wasn’t that he wasn’t happy. Hell… he had a raging hard on all afternoon and evening, even as he was working on dinner. The way Amber had treated him had been… new… scary… thrilling. These things were still new. This dynamic was still fresh. Sure he and Amber had agreed to terms… mostly.She knew he liked being denied. Made to watch. Hearing about things second hand after she’d had a new experience or adventure. Watching videos and being shown photos. The roll of cuckold. It was spicy and strange and a paradox. He hated it and loved it. The torment Amber put him through should have been rage inducing, but instead it was so arousing he could barely contain himself.Already he’d witnessed… and been denied, so much. And it was only the first day! What would happen tomorrow? Sunday? How far would this go? How much could he endure?But really… the part that he didn’t like… that was itching at him and that made him think his life was seeping out like the blood from the steak, was the lack of affection. Amber was so cold. Treating him like a true cuckold. That had been a little unexpected. And now he had to suffer though this weekend without his wife next to him. Would he even get a private word with her? Any time with her at all?He knew he could always say the safe word and they would pause. But he didn’t want to come across as insecure.“Tough it out Bill.” He muttered, stepping back to the skillet and flipping the steaks so they would cook evenly. “You can do it.”Amber loved him. He knew that. Even when she was looking at him with that cold gaze, he’d seen the spark of want he was so familiar with. He could do this.There was still another twenty minutes before dinner. Jack had been nice enough (note the sarcasm) to send Bill a list of what to cook and when to have things ready.And be seated at the table when it’s time for dinner. You’re to stay seated and do nothing but eat and watch. Consider it a gift.Jack had typed.That was still rankling at Bill. Jack was such an asshole. And yet… the man had a decent side. Rough and uncouth on the surface… and beneath it too, but he wasn’t some sadistic sadist. Was that redundant? Bill shook off his wandering thoughts. Jack was a jerk. But he was a jerk that Bill thought he could trust.Trust with his wife. To fuck her. Use her.A shiver ran through Bill imagining what Jack was doing with her. With Stacy. With them both. That man was living a fantasy and Bill was just… cooking dinner. Fuck… he really was a cuck.His erection pressed against his pants harder as he continued preparing their meal.…Amber had put her fantasy on pause. This new sort of world she’d created in her head was something she wanted to explore further but real life was calling. Jack was finally waking up from his nap. No one could blame him for needing to rest after what Amber and Stacy had put him through. Or maybe after what he’d put them through. It was hard to tell.The lump of a man rolled onto his back with a groan and a loud high pitched yipping yawn. “Fuck.” he grunted, scratching at his chest. His eyes fluttered open and looked up at where Amber was sitting at the vanity now dressed for dinner as they’d planned.It was a long sleek shiny black dress that clung to every single curve like it was paint rather than silk. It had a plunging neckline that went to just between her lovely breasts and the silk clung to her pierced nipples. It went down to her ankles, allowing the reveal of her three inch stilettos. She turned to look at him and smiled warmly. “Hey there sleepy head.”Jack yawned again and reached down, scratching at his crotch. He was naked, itching at his kinky pubes and making his thick cock flop. “How long was I out?”“About an hour or so.” She said, standing up and slipping in a pair of dark black earrings that looked like flowering lilies. “Feeling okay? You were kinda snorting in your sleep. I think we might need to check you for sleep apnea.” Amber seemed genuinely concerned as she came to sit on the edge of the bed next to him and put a hand to his hairy chest as if feeling his heart.The man chuckled. “You’re probably right.” He shuffled into a sitting position. “Where’s Stacy?”Amber motioned to the bathroom. “Finishing touches.” She said as if that answered everything.Jack nodded and yawned again. “Right. Guess I need to get ready.” He sat for a second, taking a few deep breaths and letting his mind clear.The touch of Amber’s hand made Jack pause as he was starting to slip out of bed. “Jack… hang on a second.”The seriousness in Amber’s voice surprised him. “Okay.” He said tentatively. “What’s up?”Amber sighed. “We need to talk about what we said in the shower.” Her cheeks blushed.Jack’s cheeks tinted too. Not something that happened often, if ever. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d ever been embarrassed. But realizing that he’d blurted out that he loved Amber was… well, equal parts terrifying and humiliating. How could he be in love with his neighbor’s wife? The woman he was fucking. Not because they were ‘attracted’ to each other in the conventional sense, but because she was sexy and sensual and he had a good cock and great stamina. They were fuck buddie at least. He was her Bull at best. But… partner? Lover? Boyfriend? What could he possibly be if this feeling was real? She was married! And sure he was a bit of a jerk, but he had come to respect Bill and Amber’s marriage. He didn’t want to ruin that.She scooted a little closer. “Jack… I meant what I said.” Her voice was soft.“I…” He halted. Did he mean it? Was it just something he’d said in the heat of the moment when he was emptying his balls into her? What even was love? Honestly he didn’t know if he’d ever been in love with a woman. With anyone. But… when he looked at Amber… her lips glistened black. Eyes popping from the shiny pink eyeshadow and eyeliner. The dress was tight and flattering. But he knew there was more to Amber than just her body. She was good at her job, excellent in fact.This was a woman who really did have it all.“I um… meant… it too.” He said, though he honestly wasn’t sure if he did.Amber seemed to catch on to the possible lie. Or half truth. But it didn’t seem to bother her. “Bill’s my husband, Jack. I love him more than anyone in the world. Period.” The look in her eyes was fierce. “But… I’m not going to lie to myself or him… this thing between us. It started as just sex and adventure, and it was for Bill. To entertain his fantasy. And my fantasy too. You’re just the lucky man that was there when it all got started.” She put a hand on his arm. “I want you to understand… I may… have these feelings for you, but that’s not going to mean I’m abandoning Bill. Or that I’m somehow going to run off with you or…”Jack put his hand over Amber’s “No, Amber. I don’t expect that or even want that. I… I’m not fully sure exactly what my feelings mean. But you’re right. I’m not going to lie and I don’t want you to either.They sat for a minute. Letting these things seep and sink into them. Unsure exactly what to do or where to go from here.After a long silence, Amber shifted closer and leaned up, kissing Jack on the lips slow and deep. Her hand moved to Jack’s crotch, gently gasping hold of his thick member, making it stir to life.“I’ve… got to get ready.” Jack chuckled, making his heavy stomach rumble and shake.Amber smiled and giggled. “I know. I still have a little more to do.” She caressed up and down his length for another moment. “Guess I’ll get to continue this a little later.”Jack nodded. “Yep. I have some very big plans for dinner. And I think we’ve kept old Billy boy in the dark long enough today. We need to give him a good show.”A light brightened in Amber’s eyes. The idea of getting to put on a show, finally, for her husband was exciting. She’d enjoyed playing this cold game with him but it wasn’t as satisfying as when she was fucked and used and got to talk dirty in front of him. Playing with him and teasing him. A shiver went through her as she relished in the possibilities.“Alright.” Amber slipped off the bed and she went back to the vanity to put the finishing touches on her makeup and outfit. “Let’s get ready. It smells like things are almost done.”…The table was set. It was made of heavy dark oak, chairs placed on each side and Bill sitting on the far end, away from the stairs leading to the bedroom. The moment he’d sat down he knew it was so that he could witness the entrance of his wife, Stacy, and Jack. He’d dressed for the occasion like he’d been told, a nice dark suit. No tie. It was something he’d worn often to nice dinners out with Amber or to business meetings.Bill waited patiently. The foot set out, steaks, salad, fresh bread, and mashed potatoes. A hearty meal. No doubt to help give everyone some energy and stamina…The thought made Bill’s stomach twist with anticipation. Jack had texted him five minutes ago, but that felt like five years to be waiting. He looked over the setting again, obsessing over placement and position of everything. It wasn’t that Jack’s email had detailed to the letter exactly how things should look, it was more of a general outline. But Bill wanted it to be nice. To be perfect. He wanted this whole weekend to be perfect.A soft click click click brought Bill’s attention to the stairs. The sound of heels. Amber appeared first. Her sleek black dress clinging tightly to her hips and chest. She was like a willow swaying in a breeze as she elegantly came down the steps. Hair wavy with curls. Eyes sultry, smoky, with glittery pink eyeshadow giving them an extra pop. Her lips were heavy black and glossy. She gave Bill a predatory smile. Hungry, and not for the meat laid out for their meal.She subtly licked her lips, parting them just enough and looking straight into Bill’s eyes for him to get an instant erection, which forced him to shift his position.Behind her Stacy stepped down from the last step. Her dress was a brilliant shiny silver, much the same cut as Amber’s dress but with a ruffling around the neckline, her bust much heavier than Bill’s wife. Her hair was also curled and wavy, shining with what looked like specs of glitter. Her eyes were accented with silver and lips painted a glossy white. She gave Bill a playful wink and smile as she followed Amber, their heels making that hypnotic clicking as they went to the table, pulling out the chairs on either side and sitting down with the same elegance as two refined ladies.Finally, Jack lumbered down the stairs. He was a nice suit, though it was a little ill fitting. His belly pushed out and over the waist of the pants and pushed against the white button down. The jacket was straining around his girth just a bit and his tie was just a little shorter than would have been aesthetically pleasing. It wasn’t that it looked bad, not at all, Jack actually looked nice with his thinning hair slicked back. But it was clear the suit was older, from days when Jack was a little thinner. He clearly didn’t dress up that often.The man came in with a pleasant grin, approached the head of the table and sat down heavily in the chair. “This looks great Bill. Amazing job!” His words were sincere and he gave Bill a curt nod of appreciation. “Girls? What do you think?”Amber smiled brightly and looked at Bill. “It’s really terrific honey.”“Good looking and a cook. Gotta say you hit the jackpot, Amber.” Stacy chuckled and gave Bill an appraising look.Bill hadn’t been with Stacy since his anniversary, but the memory of their coupling was still lively and fresh in his mind. He’d have loved to fuck Stacy again, but so far Amber had been selfish and teasing, telling him that what happend was just because it was a special occasion. “We belong to Jack honey. He can handle two women pretty well. Do you really think you could?” It was playful when she said it. But it had the desired effect. Hurting Bill’s pride. Twisting his heart. And making him want… want… want.“Well let’s dig in before this amazing meal gets cold.” Jack said, clapping his hands and rubbing them together with delighted anticipation.For the next hour they ate. Their conversation was quiet, soft, casual. Jack asked Bill about work and seemed genuinely interested in how things were going now that David had left. Bill still wasn’t entirely sure what had happened with David, but he’d begun to suspect that Jack might have had something to do with the man’s abrupt departure.They talked about the hospital. How they were seeing an influx of new patients due to another hospital having cyber security issues, as well as a large management upheaval and some rumor about sexual misconduct among the staff. It was all horrid gossip that Amber didn’t like participating in. She knew how fragile an ecosystem a hospital was. Like nature, if you suddenly introduced a species that was invasive in a world that wasn’t built for it, it could run rampant like a virus and bring down the whole system.“I heard after their cyber attack they hired on some new IT people. Seems like it was a bad hire.” Amber shook her head as she demurely cut into her steak.“Honestly I heard the place was being run like one of those casinos that mushy orange guy ran into the ground.” Stacy snorted as she took a bite of her mashed potatoes, lips closing seductively over the creamy delight.Bill tried to keep his calm, not wanting to be ogling the girls. But it was hard. They were dressed so beautifully it was practically criminal.“Let’s stop talking about it. Makes me sick to think of all those people who are supposed to be taking care of getting displaced because of big egos and politics.” Amber sighed.Jack nodded thoughtfully, cutting into his own steak. He was less genteel about the way he ate, compared to the girls. Not that he was a slob, but there wasn’t any attempt at manners either. “Agreed. Let’s steer this conversation elsewhere.”The dinner progressed calmly. Friendly. It really was just like a lovely evening out. The food was good. The company was good. Bill could smell the girl’s perfume over the aroma of the food and it made him a bit dizzy. Finally they were all scraping their plates, every bite gone and sitting back with satisfied sighs.“Terrific Bill. Top Chef!” Jack rumbled and held up his wine glass. “Toast…”The girls raised their glasses too.“To the cuck at the table.”Bill’s cheeks heated and he grimaced. His eyes went to Amber who was looking at him with that seductive and predatory gaze. Her eyebrow rose as if to question, “Well honey? Are you going to toast or be a shy little husband?” It was all conveyed in her look, the quirk of her lips.With a hard swallow, Bill raised his glass. “Thanks.” He muttered.They drank, emptying their glasses and setting them back on the table. Bill could feel the shift in the room. Things were going to change. This was no longer just a nice friendly dinner.As if on cue, the girls pushed out their chairs and got up. Jack backed his chair up away from the table. Amber went to Jack and knelt down carefully, her dress tight and making it difficult to kneel. Stacy did the same on Jack’s right.With calm confidence and a wide grin, Jack settled back in his chair, gut pushing out against his shirt and pants, reaching down and starting to unbuckle his belt. Bill had been all but forgotten by the others. Unzipping, Jack’s cock flopped out. No boxers. It was almost grotesque how large it was. Even now Bill was still surprised by it.Amber and Stacy ran their hands up along Jack’s legs, coming together and fishing out his heavy testicles, cupping them together in their cupped hands. The girls took hold of Jack’s cock and began to stroke it together as if it was some sort of rehearsed performance. Maybe at this point it was, considering how many times Amber and Stacy had been with him. It still itched at Bill that Jack had several threesomes and he hadn’t had even one.The looks on the women’s faces was of utter delight and desire as they stroked him together, fondling his balls. Jack leaned back, hands behind his head and sighed. “Fuuuuck that feels good.” He grumbled.Both women leaned in with their thickly painted lips, white and black, and kissed firmly on either side of his thick cock head. After they’d finished their meal they had reapplied their lipstick to the point of excessiveness. Now Bill knew why. When they pulled back their mouths from Jack’s cock, imprints of their lips were left behind. Thick perfectly stamped impressions of each woman’s mouth glistened on his purple head.“That’s right girls. Give me some dessert.” Jack chuckled and then glanced at Bill. “None for your though Billy boy. Need to watch your nice figure.” Bill clenched his fist.“He’s right honey.” Amber said, looking over at him and bringing her darkly coated lips to Jack’s tip. “I don’t want you getting out of shape like this lard.” Amber grinned wickedly and then began to slowly, sensually french kiss Jack’s cock slit.Stacy giggled, her breasts bouncing in her poured on dress. “Funny isn’t it little Billy. That this fat, hairy, jerk gets to feel what every man dreams of…” She stroked his shaft slowly as Amber made out with the tip, making Jack grunt in pleasure. “... but poor you. The perfect husband. Strong. Fit. Provider. Cook. Just has to sit and watch as this ugly fuck gets the pleasure of two women who are way, way out of his league.”Jack groaned when Stacy dove back in, her white lips sucking against his veiny shaft. “Holy fuck this feels so good Bill. Your wife’s mouth is probably my favorite… besides her pussy. That little slit is the tightest thing I’ve ever experienced.” He grinned cockily at Bill, settled in his leisurely pose as the girls covered his cock in thick lipstick stained kisses.Soft groans filled the air as the girls began to pant, tongues licking up along either side of the man’s dick, meeting at the top and twisting with each other lewdly. Dripping spit onto his cockhead and then moving back down, rubbing their lips and smearing their lipstick all over his skin, mixing with their saliva.Stacy moved down and began to suck and slurp at Jack’s heavy hairy balls. Her lipstick rubbed off, smearing white all over his wrinkly sweaty skin.“Get fucking sloppy girls. I love seeing you all dressed up and fancy… and being fucking dirty sluts.”Both girls pulled their mouths away just long enough to whisper, “yes, sir.” with spine tingling obedience and moved back into worship.Slurp. Sluuup. Schlup. Shhhhlick.The sounds of Stacy’s wet suckling mixed with Amber's groans as she lathering her tongue and lips all over the head and shaft of their neighbor's dick. Like on their anniversary, Amber swallowed the thick head of Jack’s cock, letting his precum pour into her mouth and then pulled away, opening and letting the new mixture of her saliva and his precum drip and coat his head in the glistening concoction. She kissed around his mushroom rim, letting the thick mix drip and slid along his head and then ran her tongue up and around, gathering it back into her mouth.Amber repeated that process over and over. Slowly slick wet licks and sloppy kisses making Jack moaned and grunt like an animal. Stacy swallowed one ball after another. Letting her lipstick smear all over him, sloppily making them drip with threads of spit and frothy suds of her saliva staining his slacks.Bill watched, eyes wide. “Fuck.” He whispered. “Holy fuck.” The way the girls were worshiping was… it was like nothing he’d seen before. The anniversary had been intense, but it seemed like now their game had leveled up.“Pull your dresses up. Wiggle your asses at the poor cuck over there. He’s feeling left out.” Jack laughed, an ugly grin on his face as he looked over at Bill.“Mmmm but Sir, our bodies are for you. Not that poor boy over there that gave up the chance of this treatment to a fat fuck like you.” Amber groaned, rubbing her lips all over his head painting it black with her lipstick.“You’re such a bitch.” Jack laughed looking down at Amber. “Call me all the names you want. It’s my dick that’s gonna be fucking you later. And my cum in your cunt. Not his. Now, pull them up. Give him a show.” Jack ordered.Amber looked over at Bill and grinned as she continued lewdly smearing her lips all over Jack’s wet tip. Her lipstick was rubbing off, painting Jack’s dick and smudging around her mouth. “Mmmm do you wanna see my ass honey? Hm? Do you Bill? Do you think Jack’s being nice? Letting you see what you don’t deserve?”“Now Amber.” Jack chuckled. “Don’t be so mean. He made us this great dinner. I think the least he deserves is to see a little jiggle of that ass.”Batting her eyes innocently up at Jack, Amber grinned and gave his cock a slow lick. “Okay, Sir.” She purred and reaching back she pulled her dress up over her ass, spreading her thighs to give her husband the desired view. A tiny triangle of shiny black covered Amber’s puffing mound, a thin silver chain so small it was almost hard to see trailed up between her cheeks to connect along her lower back and then wrap around her waist. Her asshole had a dark black diamond head plug in it with a branded letter J on the hilt.Bill groaned seeing the panties. Something he didn’t know she owned. It was clearly new. The plug made his stomach clench. The possessiveness of the branded letter on the hilt causing a wave of jealousy to wash through Bill.Stacy pulled her own dress up. She wore a white shiny latex thong with a zipper down the center. She wiggled her soft bounce butt at Bill as she continued to swallow and lap and drool all over Jack’s balls.“Ahhhh that’s it.” Jack muttered. “Amber, get down with your friend. Gargle these balls together.”There was no hesitation. Amber trailed dark kisses down Jack’s wet shaft and came down next to Stacy who quickly allowed her friend to suck one of his balls while she took the other. They kept his balls in their mouth and pulled them apart making him grunt in a feeling of pain and pleasure. They popped them out with slick slaps. Groaning around him. Lapping like kittens. In no time his balls were dripping foamy spit.“God Bill this is amazing. You’ve got to try it sometime.” Jack groaned deeper, hands reaching down to hold the back of Amber and Stacy’s head, guiding them below on his balls. “Fuck that’s great girls. Oh god I could die this way.”“If you don’t eat better you will.” Stacy muttered around his balls.Jack grunted at her. Amber chuckled around the testicle in her mouth.Bill watched the lewd display. The degradation of his wife and her friend as they worshiped Jack’s balls. Lapsing and slapping and slurping so loud it was more vulgar than he ever thought possible. He was torn between watching the girls wiggling asses and their faces and mouths as they serviced the brute. The complex feeling of jealousy burning in his veins made him grip his thighs.The girls on their knees for Jack… it still blew Bill’s mind. How he could be so lucky. And how Bill could envy this man. Be jealous of him. And yet… want to see it all. To see him pleased and fucking the woman he loved and her friend, the friend he definitely had a crush on. They gasped and drooled. Jack let his stiff cock flop against their faces. Slapping their foreheads leaving smears of pre-cum and spit. “Are you sure this is what you want for your birthday Amber?” Jack smiled down at her. “You already deprived your husband on your anniversary. You let this ugly man fuck you first. Fill that lovely little cunt with all my cum. Take your ass. Are you sure you want your birthday to be the same?” Jack glanced up at Bill, smiling evilly.Amber groaned deeply, licking with the full flat of her tongue all over his dripping balls. “Fuck yes.” She breathed, eyes only for Jack. “I want this cock Sir. Bill’s cock isn’t enough. And I don’t wanna make love. I want you to fuck me. Ruin me. I want this fat ugly perverted cock in every one of my holes all weekend Sir.” Amber breathed on his shaft and balls.“Fuck you’re such a slut. And here your husband’s been taking care of us since we got here. Groceries. Cooking. No doubt he’s gonna do some cleaning too… like a good cuck.”Amber groaned, rubbing her lips and face all over Jack’s messy cock. “Mmmm, say it again Sir.”“Cuck.” Jack said it, enunciating it clearly and looking directly at Bill.Stacy giggled, lapping her tongue up along the seam of Jack’s testicles. “Little Billy is a cuck.”Bill dug his nails into his thighs, furious. But his erection was pressing hard against his slacks. Painful. Leaking precum and staining the suit pants through. He groaned, feeling the rush of adrenaline. Of pure jealousy and desire mixed in a toxic cocktail.Amber moved so Jack’s cock was still rubbing along her face and looked at her husband. “You like that, honey? Hm? You’re a cuck.” Her eyes moved to Bill’s lap and she giggled. “Take it out cuck. Take out your little willy. I wanna see you get hard for how dirty your wife is.”Bill’s breaths were coming through gritted teeth as he unzipped and pulled his boxers down so his cock could finally emerge. He panted at the relief of it being free.“Look how little that thing is compared to our Sir’s cock.” Amber cooed, slapping Jack’s thick member against her tongue. “How was I ever satisfied with that thing Stacy?”Stacy slurped at Jack’s balls and sat up, wiping her dripping chin. “I don’t know honey. But now that we have a real man, handsome or not, we won’t have to be left unsatisfied.” She moved close and kissed Amber around Jack’s dripping tip.“You girls are so mean to little Billy. He’s a decent guy.” Jack grinned down at his submissive sluts.“But not a man.” Stacy wrapped a hand around Jack’s cock. “Not thick and hard. Not musky and hairy like you.”Amber was unbuttoning Jack’s shirt, pushing it open to reveal his hairy belly. She leaned in and licked slowly around his hairy belly button making Jack growl. “We need a man to stretch our poor little pussies Sir.”“Asses too.” Stacy grinned and slapped Amber’s exposed cheek.Both women moved up, getting off their knees and rubbed their hands all over Jack’s exposed chest. Stacy grabbed Jack’s hairy man boob and squeezed. Amber kissed him, deep and sensual, twirling her tongue with his. While Stacy began to lick and nip at Jack’s nipples, Amber licked Jack’s lips, biting them and pulling at them whispering more and more filthy things.“Mmmm Sir I need you.” She groaned, wiggling her ass towards Bill who watched with hypnotic attention. “I need a real man to fuck me.” Her hands raked down Jack’s flabby chest. “Mmmm baby I need that fat cock inside me so fucking deep. My husband can’t even compare to your magnificent penis.” Amber wrapped her hand around Jack’s dripping dick, her wedding ring glittering in the light of the dining area.Bill groaned seeing the ring on her hand, the ring he’d given her so many years ago. On the finger that was now wrapping around another man’s cock. Stroking up and down slow and sensual, clearly teasing not just Jack but her husband as well.Jack put his hand into Amber’s hair and gripped tight, pulling her back to expose her neck and make her arch. “Am I a real man Amber? Hm? Am I the man that’s going to own this little married cunt?” His other hand went to Amber’s ass and grabbed it, easily palming it and squeezing roughly in full view of Bill.Stacy sucked and licked along Jack’s hairy chest. Her eyes looked up at her friend and Jack, then stole a glance at Bill who was starting to stroke his cock. It made her mouth water seeing it. But for this weekend, her full attention was on Jack and Amber. She raked her nails along his fat stomach, swirling her tongue around his nipples.“Mmmm yes Sir.” Amber groaned and straddled her thighs along Jack’s thigh. Pressing her barely covered pussy up and down along his pants, leaving a heavy wet stain of her juices. “Much more of a man than my dumbass husband. He should have never given me to you. Now I know what a real cock feels like. I’ll never be satisfied with him again.”Jack grinned at her arrogantly and then looked over at Bill, the man watching with wide angry eyes stroking his cock. “Like the view, Bill? Hm? This is how to properly handle a woman like Amber. Stacy too. They have the deep need to be used. To be satisfied. That little thing in your hand can’t do the job. But this can.” Jack grabbed his cock and flopped and shook it. “A real cock.”Bill glared, his teeth grinding. Groaning and trying desperately to hold back the rushing arousal that was bubbling up in his stomach and groin.With a loud slap, Jack gave Amber’s ass cheek a hard firm spank. “All right slut. Enough teasing. I want that little fuckhole on this rod.” Jack laughed and let go of her hair, grabbed both of her ass cheeks and lifted her, shifting so that she was straddling his lap. Stacy moved away, helping to pull at Jack’s slacks, wriggling his fat ass out of them so he was sitting on the chair bare assed, his suit shirt and jacket open showing his slobber covered chest.Reaching into his suit jacket, Jack pulled out a silvery condom package. Bill started, confused. They’d moved past the point of using condoms. Why was Jack putting one on? But Jack didn’t open the package, instead he looked over at Bill with a big smirk and tossed the condom to him.“Wh…what?” Bill let go of his cock and barely caught the condom, confusion plain on his face as Amber turned in Jack’s lap to look at her husband and Stacy stood back up, tossing Jack’s pants to the side.“Put it on cuck. If you wanna jerk to us, then you need to wrap it up because I don’t want you to have to clean your cum off the floor.” Jack grinned wickedly.It was a knife in Bill's heart. Stomach. He couldn’t breathe. Everything was getting dizzy. This demand brought back Amber’s trick, getting him to wear condoms while she was fucking Jack raw. Now they wanted him… he couldn’t even just jerk off bare? Fuck…what level of hell was this?Stacy walked around the table, hips swaying, dress still pulled up showing her leather thong, “Need some help wrapping your little willy, Billy?” She asked with a demeaning grin.“St…stacy I…I don’t know about this…” Bill stammered.Stepping in front of him, blocking his view of Amber and Jack, Stacy gave him a softer, more sensitive look. “Put it on Bill.” She whispered, plucking the condom from Bill’s nervous fingers. “I’ll help. As a thank you for the dinner.” Ripping open the foil, Stacy skillfully pulled out the condom leaned forward so Bill could glimpse down her dress at her swaying tits, and began to slowly roll the latex over Bill’s throbbing erection.“Fuck. Holy shit I…please don’t.” He gasped but didn’t fight it. Because deep down he didn’t want to. It was too kinky. Too cruel. Mean. And fuck it was making him approached the edge. Evil Amber, his wife, was too hard to resist. This was what he longed for and hated. The push and pull inside him and outside as well.Stacy slowly rolled the condom along his length. The latex squeezing, lube rubbing against him as his cock twitched from Stacy's muted touch.“That’s a good boy.” Stacy giggled and stood back up when Bill’s cock was completely covered. “Now, feel free to wank that willy all you want and you won’t make a mess.”With a quick spin and a wiggle of her jiggly ass, Stacy moved away from Bill and back over to Amber and Jack. They were engaged in a deep passionate kiss, Amber looming over Jack as she straddled his lap, her lips and tongue pressing and sucking at his. Becoming puffy and swollen.Below, Bill had a view of his wife’s perfect ass, the thin chain between her cheeks doing nothing to hide the buttplug, and the tiny patch of material that was holding against her pussy was soaked and sticky. Jack reached down below Amber’s ass and grabbed his cock, directing it to slap and rub up against Amber’s covered pussy.“Mmmm fuck Sir please. I need your cock inside me.” She cooed and sucked at Jack’s bottom lip.“You want me to put this massive dick inside you? Right in front of poor Bill?” Jack licked along Amber’s neck, flashing Bill a gleeful gaze.“Yessssss.” Amber hissed, reaching down behind her to caress Jack’s thick cock and point it towards her pussy. “I need it. Fuck if my husband’s watching. Let him see what a real man can do to me. Should do to me.”Jack let his hands wander up and down Amber and then began to lift off her dress, pulling it over her head and tossing it aside. Her bra was a sheer black cupped bra, the straps made from similar silver chains as the panties. The piercings pressed against the thin material of the bra.“Stacy, pull Amber’s panties to the side. I need to stretch her out.” Jack motioned to Stacy who came over quickly, standing to the side and reached down, peeling the little patch of cloth away from her friend’s cunt, showing the sticky slickness of her vagina.Rubbing his cock up and down her slit, Amber moved her hips and guided him with her palm until the bulbous tip was nestled between her labia, finding her fuckhole.“That’s it. Fuuuuck she’s like a furnace, Bill. She’s literally in heat. God, it’ll be a miracle if I don’t put a baby in her this weekend.”Hearing those words made Bill’s cock jump. His heart twisted. They’d been talking about having a family soon. The idea that Jack might knock Amber up was equal parts disgusting and erotic. Bill knew Amber would never actually do something like that. And though Jack was taunting Bill about it, he hardly thought Jack wanted to be a father. But the talk… the cruelty… watching his wife be so bad, so horrible, evil… it made his cock throb. His blood was on fire with desire for her and to see more. He’d have to see some sort of psychiatrist about this twisted kink he’d found himself marinating in. But that could wait.“Do it Amber. Put me inside you right in front of your dumbass husband. Show him how much you fucking love my dick.” Amber pressed down slowly on Jack’s cockhead, groaning deeply at the pressure, the feel of him slipping slowly inside.“God Fuck!” Amber groaned. The cock stretched her, opening and making her labia puff out as he vanished inside.Stacy sucked at her bottom lip, watching as Jack’s cock invaded her friend. She kept hold of Amber’s panties, keeping them aside, and her free hand moved to her own panties, unzipping them to expose…“Shit!” Bill grunted as he saw Stacy had shaved herself clean, just like Amber. Smooth and pale soft skin coming into view before her lovely manicured fingers began to circle her clit.“OH fuck Billy. Amber’s pussy is so beautiful with Jack’s cock inside it.” Stacy grinned, sliding one of her fingers between her lips and inside herself.Amber pressed down more and more. The cock disappeared inside. Bill held his breath, watching Jack take his wife. The man’s stubby hands gripping her ass cheeks, jiggling and spanking them as she descended the full length of him.“Yeah…oh fuck Bill, I’m gonna ruin this pussy. She’s never going to feel that little dick again.” Jack chuckled and Amber silenced him by pressing her lips hard against his. Sucking his bottom lip and biting it.“Fuck him.” Amber muttered, loud enough for Bill to hear. “Forget that dumbass. Focus on me. Fuck me, Jack. Fuck my little cunt, Sir. I need it all inside me.”Jack growled. “Mmmm, then that’s what you’re going to get. Every fucking inch.” He settled in the chair, gripped Amber’s ass tighter, and began to bounce her up and down. His full length sliding in and out of her tight slit, cream and juices coating his thick shaft as Amber moaned, arching her back and tossing her hair.“Ohhh fuck. Fuck me Sir. Fuck me Jack!” She whimpered, riding steady and firm. Ass cheeks smacking his fat hairy thighs. The squelching sound of her pussy squeezing and gliding over the massive cock inside her filled the room, mixing with her pants and moans. “Yes! Oh god yes!” She arched herself back, hair swaying as Jack hammered into her.Stacy brought herself close to Jack, pulling his face towards her and kissing the balding neighbor hard and deep. Her tongue lashed and licked over his fat lips as she slipped her dress off, letting it pool around her feet. Stacy’s tits bounced free, no bra to hold them. The only thing on now were her panties, unzipped and exposing her cunt, and her stockings that clung to her soft thighs. She pressed herself up against Jack as Amber continued to ride the man’s massive cock.Wrapping an arm around Stacy’s waist, he brought her closer, hand on her ass squeezing possessively. Amber slapped her ass down on the man’s thighs, and ground around in circles, gasping as his balls squashed themselves against her.“Yes! Yes Jack. Fuck. Oh god fuck you’re so big. So big. Bill, oh my god Jack’s so deep inside me!” Jack’s other hand was on her ass, guiding her up and down on him as he indulged in the sloppy make out session with Stacy.Bill sat and watched, hating the feel of the condom restricting him even as he attempted to stroke with it on. It was unfair. It was humiliating. And even though the latex was squeezing and rubbing against him, it muted the sensations that would have otherwise made him cum by now. This fat slob was in his wife bare. He was groping Stacy, a bombshell even farther out of his league then Amber was. And they were worshiping him like he was a stallion.“Fuck…oh god fuck I’m cumming! Jack! Sir! I’m cumming!” Amber shouted out, no need to silence herself. This deep in the woods no one would hear her scream.Jack pulled away from Stacy’s lips, her teeth raking and pulling on his. “AHHHH Fuck Amber that’s it! Fucking cum on this cock. Show Billy boy what a real man can do to you! How I can make you cum so easily!” He started thrusting his fat hips up against her, the slaps getting juicier and louder.“YESYES GOD FUCKING GOD!” Amber whimpered, her tits bouncing wildly and ass shaking as her orgasm rocked her.In the midst of Amber’s orgasm, Jack released Stacy and in a feat of strength that even impressed Bill, he grabbed hold of Amber around the waist. With a roar he stood up, carrying Amber the few feet back to the table. Holding her with one beefy, hairy arm, he used the other to violently sweep the table clear. Everything crashed and smashed to the floor in a mess that echoed through the entirety of the cabin and beyond.Table clear, Jack lay Amber firmly on the table, sending a jolt through her and making her gasp, breath leaving her. Before she could recover, Jack pushed her legs up and out wide and began to hammer his cock into her. Powerful fast strokes. The slurping splashing sound of her pussy grotesquely lewd. Amber looked up in a mixture of disbelief and overwhelming lust. Her bald slit squeezed him, gripped his cock as it pistoned in and out of her center. Thick cream began to gather around his base as he fucked her for all he was worth.“OH GODFUCING GOD SHIT JACK OH MY GOD!” She screamed, arms reaching out to grab the edges of the table.“Take it! Take it Amber you slut! Fucking take my cock! Love it! Tell me you love it!” Jack groaned as he rammed hard enough to make the table scrape against the wood floor.“I love it Jack! Oh god baby I love your big cock! It’s perfect. So enormous. God fuck how could I ever want Bill’s little dick when I have this! Fuck me! Please god just fuck me!” Amber was crying out as her breasts bounced wildly and her ass rubbed against the wood of the table.“Hear that Bill! Hm? She fucking loves my cock more than that little thing you’re wanking! You should thank me for finally pleasing this sex starved minx.” Jack kept power fucking, ramming over and over making Amber’s pussy turn pink and puffy.“Tell him thank you, Billy.” Stacy was suddenly behind Bill. Hands trailing down his chest and then wrapping tightly around his condom sealed cock. “Tell Jack thank you for fucking your wife properly. Like she deserves.” Her breath was a tempting, devilish whisper. Tongue lightly licking Bill’s earlobe.Bill grit his teeth in resistance.“Say it!” Amber moaned and looked back at Bill as Jack continued his assault. “Say it honey. It’s the truth. Thank Jack. Fuck god thank him for showing me what a real fuck is like!”Bill groaned and couldn’t stop his orgasm. Hearing Amber’s voice. Telling him to thank this slob for fucking her. Giving her pleasure she couldn’t. It was horrible. So fucking twisted. And it made the jealousy burn like acid in his veins, mixing with his lust and love for his wife.“Thank…Thank you Jack…” Bill muttered just loud enough to be heard over the enthusiastic fucking his wife was receiving.“For what cuck?” Jack angled Amber’s legs a bit wider and continued fucking her like his life depended on it, his cruel smile made Bill’s stomach churn.“Say it little Billy.” Stacy licked the inner part of Bill’s ear.With a snarl, feeling the cum he’d shot start to cool in the filled condom, Bill glared back at the man balls deep in his wife. “Thank you for fucking my wife, Jack.” The words were like bile on his tongue.“Goddamn right.” Jack groaned. “Now fucking watch me cum inside her. Cum in your wife!” He began to grunt like an animal as it mated. Fat stomach slapping her thighs and balls swinging freely. “Yes… you ready for it Amber? Huh? You want your Sir’s cum?”Amber was whimpering, lost in her orgasm that wasn’t stopping. “Yes! Yes Sir baby please fill me with your cum! Fill me god Fill me!” She screamed louder.Jack roared again and his cum began to shoot thick and hard into Amber’s pussy. He flooded her tunnel like only he could. Bursts of semen blasting into her, plastering her cervix and making her moan in another rocking orgasm. Her whole body began to shake and tremble and a sudden squirting clear gush splashed against Jack’s stomach and crotch. Amber was squirting as Jack pumped his spunk deep into her.Stacy moved away from Bill, looked down at the filled condom and gave Bill’s cock a playful little slap and made him groan. “Poor Billy. Couldn’t even last the whole time.” She walked away, shedding her panties as she went, ass jiggling as she went over to Jack and gave him a passionate kiss.The three were connected there, Amber on her back moaning and sweating. Jack buried deep inside her, little spasms shooting the last of his cum inside her. Stacy and Jack kissing and groping each other. Finally, after a few minutes Jack pulled back and his cock slipped from Amber with a wet plop.Pulling away from Stacy, holding her around the waist and reaching out for Amber, he pulled her up to stand on his other side. Leaning against him with wobbly legs. “Bill. Clean up this mess. We are going to take this party upstairs.” Without waiting for Bill’s reply, Jack began to usher the girls away, towards the stairs. Three naked asses out towards Bill as they walked.Amber looked over her shoulder for only a second and blew a small kiss towards her husband before they disappeared upstairs, leaving Bill with the mess on the floor, and a large puddle of cum on the table.…It took over an hour for Bill to clean up the dining area. Sweeping up the broken dishes and scattered food. The cum on the table. Juices all over the chair. It was… degrading. The entire time Bill was grinding his teeth as he wiped and swept up. But even as furious and humiliated as he felt… he kept remembering that brief little look from Amber. That soft smile. Little kiss. A wink. The signs that his beloved wife was still in there somewhere, under the evil, naughty Amber that had come out to play.Cleaning up would have been bad enough, but as he did the chore, Bill could hear what was going on upstairs. It was clear they were being loud on purpose. He could hear the screams of his wife. Stacy’s moans and cries. Jack’s grunts and panting, huffing breaths.“FUCK! OH GOD FUCK ME JACK FUCK ME!” Amber’s voice drifted down.“Take my fucking cock! You fucking love it! Be my nasty little married slut!”“Yes! OH FUCKING YES I’M YOUR MARRIED SLUT JACK. ALL FOR YOU Sir! JUST FOR YOU OH GOD FUCK!”“Mmm, not for that little dicked hubby?”“Fuck him! He can’t do this to me. He can’t make me cum like this! FUUUUUCK JAAAAACK OH GOD I”M CUMMING ON YOUR FAT COCK!”Bill was cringing. Gripping the broom as he swept up the plates and glass. The whole while his cock was raging hard, hearing his wife bad mouth him. Give herself to Jack. To that lowly fat slob who just happened to be gifted with a big dick.He knew it was just talk. That they were screaming and shouting for his benefit. What good was doing these things this weekend if he wasn’t in some way involved? But it still hurt. It was a knife to his heart. To his gut. And a pulsing pain to his groin.“OH FUCK JACK YOUR COCK IS SO BIG!” That was Stacy. It was her turn to get fucked.This time Jack didn’t have a response.“Mmmm fuck eat her Jack. Eat that married cheating little cunt!” Stacy moaned.So Amber was riding Jack’s face. Or… was it some other position. Bill tried to picture what was going on as he was whipping down the table. Cringing when he had to clear away the drying sticky cum that had dripped out of his wife only a little while before.Grunt and moans. Slick slapping and skin smacks came down from upstairs like eerie calls of ghostly sirens. It was sickening and arousing. Frightening and thrilling. Bill wasn’t worried about his marriage. Amber loved him. He knew it in his bones. But still, this new lifestyle was more than just the fun of sexual exploration. Jealousy. Anger. Guilt. Humiliation. It was all part of it. Fueling them. Driving Amber to be more and more depraved and mean. Which drove Bill crazy with envy and jealousy, swirling and mixing with his arousal.“Ruin me Jack! Ruin my pussy for my pathetic husband! Fuck me so I can never feel him again!” Amber was screaming at the top of her lungs.As clear as it was, that it was a performance, Bill sat down hard at the now clean dining room table, head in his hands. Waring with himself about tuning out the taunts and screams and listening intently for every word and cry and moan.Once he was finished, the excessive shouts had died down. A soft quiet settled over the cabin. Bill went upstairs after putting away any left overs and letting a few things sit in the sink to soak. Down the hall the door to the master bedroom was closed. That meant he wasn’t allowed in. Wasn’t allowed to watch.There were muffled sounds. Not the loud excessive ones from before. These were more intimate. The pants and sighs of… fuck… were they making love?Bill stood frozen at the door to his room. So far, all the encounters Bill had been witness to and the one’s Amber had told him about, had been intense fuck sessions. Nothing loving about them. Nothing soft or intimate. It had all been primal. But now… the soft sighs that were barely audible through the door… they sounded far more quiet and loving than everything else.That was new. Very new. And the possibility that maybe sex between Amber and Jack… and Stacy, was growing. Changing. It made Bill’s cock strain against his slacks. He’d cum in the condom earlier and that had been embarrassing. But it had also been limiting. Almost like a ruined orgasm. He needed to cum again. Badly.Slipping into his room, he shut the door and got undressed. Things had gone quiet. Truly quiet this time. No more soft mutterings or movements drifted down the hall or through the walls. Bill tossed his clothes aside and threw himself into bed, intending to masturbate and then get some sleep. This whole day had been exhausting.Apparently too exhausting, because the moment he fell onto the bed, Bill was out like a light. The echoing sounds of his wife and her best friend and his neighbor fucking still ringing in his ears.…Bill woke to the sound of his door creaking open. It was dark. The clock on his night stand said it was nearly one a.m. When he’d gotten to his room he hadn’t bothered to turn on any of the lights except for the lamp next to his bed. Still groggy and eyes slightly blurred from sleep, Bill couldn’t tell who or what was moving in the shadows.Rubbing at his eyes and pushing himself up, he blinked away the sleep and finally saw… Amber.She was radiant, standing just beyond the light of the lamp. Draped in a purple satin nighty that barely reached below her ass, her figure was amazing. The material clung nicely, sculpted to her breasts with a trim of lace around the plunging neckline and hem. Bill got the slightest glimpse of his wife’s pussy, smooth and puffy from the pounding she’d been taking most of the night. The outline of her nipple piercings stuck through the nighty, making Bill’s mouth water.Her hair was pulled back into a loose, messy ponytail. Face devoid of makeup, but she still looked beautiful as she smiled wide. “Hey sleepy head. Did I wake you?” She came closer and sat down on the bed next to him.“I…” Bill stifled a yawn. “Um, yeah.”Amber chuckled, cheeks bright and eyes sparkling. “Sorry. Well… not really. I was going to wake you. Saved me the trouble.” She put a hand on his arm, rubbing gently. “You okay?” The concern in her voice was clear, the look on her face mirroring that worry.“Yeah. I’m okay.” He muttered, sitting up.“No. I mean…” Her eyes darted away for a second, then back to him. “I mean are you… okay? Like… about… um, about tonight? This afternoon?”Bill’s cheeks flushed and he leaned back against the headboard, letting out a deep sigh. “Uh… well…” He hesitated.“Oh Bill.” Suddenly she was pressing herself against him, her head buried in his chest, lips pressing against his heart. Arms wrapped around him tight. “I’m sorry honey. I’m so sorry. Was it too much? Was I too harsh? I didn’t want to hurt you, it was just part of…”Bill started to chuckle and wrapped his arms around Amber tight. Pushing his face into her hair. It smelled fresh, like something fruity thanks to her shampoo. She must have taken a shower not that long ago. No doubt to wash away the evidence of her activities. “It’s okay. Hey, hey… it’s okay Amber.” He kissed her head and pulled her tight.“Are you sure?” She muttered into his chest. “I was so mean.” Pulling away she looked into Bill’s eyes. “You know I love you right. All that stuff… it’s just…”“Evil Amber.” Bill smiled.She blushed and bit her lip. “Yeah.”“And you like being Evil Amber… right?”Her eyes lifted and met Bill’s slowly. “Yeah.” She whispered. “I really like it.”“Well…” Bill rubbed her arms slowly, up and down feeling the warmth and softness of her skin. “I married you. All of you. The parts I knew… and didn’t know. So… I’m married to Amber, the wonderful beautiful wife. And… I’m married to Evil Amber, the woman that belittles and fucks over her husband.”Amber put her face in her hands. “Bill! Come on. That’s way too harsh…”“Oh? I seem to recall you calling me a dumbass. A cuck. Pathetic.” Even as he spoke Bill found himself getting hard remembering everything he’d watched Amber do and say. He hadn’t gotten off before he fell asleep so his blood was still humming with the need to release.Amber peeked out from between her fingers. “I did… say that…”“Are you telling me Evil Amber didn’t mean those things? That it was just an act?” Bill leaned forward and pulled Amber’s hands away from her face. Her eyes were big and beautiful, no hint of embarrassment.“Well… Bill… As your wife… you should know that you’re the greatest lover I could ever ask for. Everything about us is perfect.” Her hands held his face gently, thumbs rubbing over the soft scruff along his chin. “But… I’d be lying if I said that… Evil Amber…” She paused. Eyes looking deep into Bill’s.Amber let her hands drop from his face down to his lap, moving the bedsheets aside to expose Bill’s erection. It was throbbing and purple. Straining. Dripping precum along the shaft. She bit her lip as she let out a soft, admiring moan. “Well… look at that. Did this talk about your wife thinking you’re a pathetic little dick cuck turn you on?”Bill groaned, the look in his wife’s eyes shifting suddenly from the soft loving woman he knew and married, to the hard, cruel, dominating sexual bitch that Jack had turned her into. Amber took his cock in her hand and squeezed, just enough to be a little painful.“Seriously, Bill. Do you honestly think that something like this could compare to Jack? I mean… you’re half his size.”“In more ways than one.” Bill tried to snap back.“Hmmm, yeah. Jack’s a fat hairy lump. That’s for sure. But he fucks like a stallion.” Her hand started to slowly stroke up and down along his shaft, rubbing her thumb up along his tip. “Not like you Bill. You’re just a little pony. Maybe we should… lock you away, in the stable.”The mention of locking up… it made Bill’s cock pulse. He’d read up a bit more on cuckolding and knew that in some relationship where the husband wasn’t just deprived of sex or verbally humiliated. But he was actually locked away in a cage. His cock rendered useless. Never able to get hard thanks to the containment. Though it seemed exciting, Bill didn’t really think he wanted to go that far with this fantasy.Amber moved her hands along his shaft. Slowly stroking and caressing. “You do have a nice cock, Bill. No girl could deny that. But it’s just not good enough… not for me… not for Stacy.” She let go of him and settled back on her heels, kneeling in front of him. “You took me for better or worse. Right?”Bill swallowed hard, the lingering feeling of her hands on his cock still making him struggle to stay focused. “Ye…yes. I did. Better or worse.”“Well. This weekend you’re getting the worse part, Bill. The very worst.” She leaned in and gave him a soft, warm, chaste kiss. “Evil Amber loves you too.” The smile she gave him was honest and bright. “She loves teasing you. Humiliating you. Making you feel so inadequate. So pathetic. She loves showing you how a real man fucks. How wide her pussy can stretch for someone worthy of her body. But… Evil Amber would never, ever, leave you for them Bill. Never. She wants you forever. To stay and torment you for ever and ever. Making you watch her cum on other men’s cocks. Getting filled with other men’s thick gooey spunk.” Her tongue was gently tracking Bill’s lips. Moving around to nibble at his ear.Bill groaned, his cock pulsing over and over, pumping out thick strings of precum that were dripping all over himself.She moved and whispered in his ear. “Jack might fuck a baby into me this weekend Bill.”He came. His cock pulsed and shot his load in a wide arc, splashing all over her nighty. It dripped and ran down the satin.Amber giggled looking down at the mess all over her. “Poor Billy couldn’t hold out huh?”  She moved back in and gave him a warm kiss on the cheek, then got up from the bed and slipped the nighty off. Standing naked in soft lamp light, she tossed the soft satin gown at Bill’s lap, covering up his deflating messy cock.Bill stared at his wife. Still entranced by her beauty even now. “Are… has Jack been talking… I mean he said something like… about getting your pregnant…” Bill stammered as he watched his wife. He honestly didn’t think that Amber would ever agree to something like that. Having another man’s baby was way, way too far out of their defined relationship.His wife put her hands on her hips, facing him with a stern eye. “Bill… you know as well as I do that Jack is a decent man. Rough and somewhat crude, sure. But he’s not a bad man. He’s not going to swap out my birth control or some nonsense. And I’m not actually entertaining any idea that I’ll be having a baby with anyone but you.” As strange as it was for her to be telling this to him while she was standing there naked, Bill could tell she was serious.The talk of babies had Bill itching slightly. With Amber’s hands on her hips, he just couldn’t help thinking that they were wide, like child bearing hips. What would Amber look like with her stomach swelling. Would they continue this lifestyle once that happened?“Jack’s a good man.” Amber repeated, a bit quieter.Bill couldn’t argue. Jack was… a bit of an asshole. A jerk for sure. But, he’d been treating Amber well, even in the depths of this dark world they’d dived into, he hadn’t hurt Amber. Besides a bit of coercion that had been resolved, he was respecting their marriage. He was even showing respect to Bill, though it was begrudging. Bill didn’t expect to be best pals with Jack, now or ever. But the man that was fucking his wife and indulging in their fantasy was being decent enough. They couldn’t really ask for much better than him. Others might take advantage. But Jack was respecting their boundaries. Pushing them for sure, but respecting them.Amber sat back down on the edge of the bed and took Bill’s hand. “Bill… I love you.” She met his eyes. “I need to be honest with you… and… I know this is a little sudden. I was honestly going to talk to you about this before we ended up…uh…” She giggled, her breasts bouncing. “Sorry. I guess I couldn’t resist teasing you more.”Bill joined in, squeezing her hand.For a moment Amber stayed quiet after their laughter died down. It was clear something was bothering her. Though what it could be, Bill wasn’t sure. They’d already addressed the way she was treating him today. It was part of their fantasy. What they wanted. They were figuring this out together and there was no doubt going to be bumps along the way. But they’d get through them.“Amber. Whatever it is. Tell me. If I’m being honest with you. You need to be honest too. That’s how we are going to make this work.”Amber nodded slowly, hand squeezing his back tightly. Almost painfully.“Okay.” She took a slow breath, eyes looking away. “Earlier… before dinner…” she sighed and took another calming breath. “I… told Jack…I told him that I loved him. And he said he loved me.”Bill’s heart stopped.Silence was like a tense cord being pulled…pulled…puuuuuullllleeeedddd.Even the smallest thing would make it snap. “And I meant it.” Amber’s cheeks were red. “But… I need you to understand… this doesn’t mean I don’t love you Bill. You and only you are my first. My first love. First priority. First in my heart. I’m not going to run off with Jack. He’s not stealing me from you. This isn’t some sort of… this isn’t like those things we’ve read about. A cuckolding gone wrong. I’m not, nor am I ever, going to leave you.” She leaned in closer and snuggled close to him like she had when she’d first slipped into his room.“But I can’t deny this Bill. We’ve been doing this for almost a year. Jack’s been inside me… a lot. He’s done things with me you… you’ll never get to do. And at first I thought it was just lust. Maybe at best a little crush.” She looked up into his eyes, rimmed red and watery. “I love you first. The most. But… I love him too. And, he feels the same. We… talked about it…”“Talked about it?” Bill interrupted. His voice was sharp, hallow. Amber’s words still weren’t setting in yet.“After dinner. After…” She blushed. “After the show we put on.”“So you were deliberately yelling.” Bill muttered, though he was feeling nauseous. And angry.Amber rolled her eyes with a wide smile. “Jack’s good in bed honey, but not that good. Not good enough to make me scream like I’m in a slasher movie.”Bill wanted to laugh with his wife but… couldn’t. What was funny about her screaming and shouting in pleasure with a man that… His hands clenched into tight fists. Bill had trusted Jack. Was trusting him. Trusting to let him do things with her. Suddenly it all felt like a manipulation. Like Jack had been planning this all along. To steal Amber away…Suddenly he felt tears. Warm and wet against his chest as Amber began to sob. “I’m sorry, Bill. Please, believe me. I didn’t… this wasn’t planned. And I’d never… never ever cheat. Not like that. Not… not outside of this. This thing we have… It’s about us. Not me. Not you. It’s all about us, together. But… Jack’s a part of that now. Stacy too.”Bill held Amber tighter. Closer. Things were changing suddenly. So fast. So drastically.“Don’t hate me. Please, Bill. Don’t hate me. But I love him. I love you. I love you both. And… and I really believe we can do this. We can make this work… if we want it to. But you need to trust me. To trust Jack.”“Trust the man trying to steal my wife?” Bill growled, still trying to keep himself from shaking.“No Bill.” Amber sat up. The fun loving sweetness was gone. She was clear and serious as she stared at her husband, breasts bare and exposed but somehow her sex appeal wasn’t important as she stared into his eyes. “He’s not stealing me, because I can’t be stolen.”Bill sat back, trying to keep himself from loosing his cool.“Bill. I’m your wife. Period. And…” Amber sighed deeply. “If you say the word. And I don’t mean the safe word. This isn’t a game. If you say the word, we will leave right now. I’ll never see Jack again. Or Stacy. Not beyond any professional capacity. It’ll just be me and you. Husband and wife. Forever. We will be a family. I’ll pop out all the babies you can put in me…”“Okay, that’s a bit much. You’re not an incubator.” Bill grumbled.“Whatever gets the point across.” Amber leaned in closer to her husband. “Whatever it takes for you to understand that our marriage, our life together is the most important thing. I know…” She had to clear her throat, voice catching. “I know this is a lot. I’ve basically ambushed you. But I only realized my feelings this morning… and not even fully until a few hours ago.” Her cheeks were burning crimson, tears welling over and slipping down her cheeks. Sobs began to wrack her, and she fell against Bill in a bone crushing hug.Emotions were storming through Bill’s heart. Through his head. Amber’s admission was… unexpected. But he couldn’t honestly say that it didn’t make sense. All the time she and Jack had been spending together. The things they’d been doing. It would have seemed odd for Amber to not develop feelings. The question now was… what would they do about it?Bill pulled his wife close. The new information hanging in the air like a guillotine. Poised to slice through them and sever them. He held on tighter, afraid she’d float away. That she’d disappear.The night slipped by and they stayed quiet, holding close and just listening to each other’s breaths and hearts. At some point, sleep claimed them. And with it came unsettling dreams.