Family Cuckold Ch. 06

"Yes, Mistress Gina. If you want me to, I will."

"How does it feel, Robin? I mean, like, it's already pretty fucking weird that you let me, and Gina, see you in panties and stuff, and act like a slave and all, but we're women. How does it feel to know that your wife is up in that car in front of us, with a guy, a real guy, and pretty soon, he is also going to see you without your pants and shirt, and is going to fuck her?"

"It's umm, hard to explain." I tried to concentrate on driving as well as giving the best explanation I could. "It's a lot of things all at once. It's very scary, you know, because you're right, it's different knowing a guy is going to see the way I'm dressed. But, it's also exciting too, very exciting, because I know Mary and, of course, Gina and you want it to happen, and I want to please them. I will do anything for them, anything they want me to."

"You are such a good slut, Daddy," Gina laughed, "but I hope you don't regret that. Anything is a big word. I remember you telling me that a few times when I was younger!"

She reached across and gripped my nipple through the cami. I felt her fingernails digging into it, and her hand turning to twist and pull it. "Like I said, slave, I love you, but I really want to find out more about what it's like to hurt you, a lot! It's good that you like this, you cock sucker, but it's more important that I like it, and," she dug her nails in even harder, making me wince, "I want to find out how it feels to make you feel and do things you don't like so much, and then have you thank me and beg for it. Then I'll know for sure what it's like to have a slave!"

"Put your fingers on my cunt, Slave!"

My hands twitched slightly on the wheel. Did she really want me to finger her?

"It's ok, do it." She lifted her ass slightly and pulled her skirt up. "Put your hand on my cunt, and feel it."

I did as she said, trying to concentrate on keeping the car in a straight line. She was soaking wet. Soft and slippery, hot, and totally soaked.

"Feel how wet I am? You know why I'm so wet? It's not just because this stuff we've done today is incredibly hot, which it is, but it's because I'm really beginning to realize how much I like the thought of it, how much I want to control and dominate and humiliate and degrade and hurt you. That's what's really making me wet, Daddy."

I felt her ass moving, sliding herself around on my fingertips.

"Ok, that's enough. Now take your hand away and let Tammy lick your fingers. You're a slave, a fucking sissy slave, you don't get to taste my cunt, but Tammy can!"

I did as she said, and lifted my hand up into the air. Tammy immediately grabbed it and I felt her lips and tongue slide down over my fingers, licking and sucking Gina's wetness from them. I could not believe how Gina had changed in just the last couple of days. Mary was right, we had unleashed a monster, and it was making me tremble.

Tammy finished with my fingers and turned to Gina, laughing. "You are such a bitch," she said, "but such a hot bitch. I'm so glad I met you." Gina smiled and leaned forward. They kissed again. I couldn't see, but from the breathing and the sounds of wetness, it was obvious it was passionate and that they were using their tongues to explore each others mouths.

We were now close to our home.

The girls stopped kissing just as we were pulling into the driveway. Jason had parked his car on the street, and as I got out of my car, I saw he and Mary walking up towards us, holding hands. I went and unlocked the front door and held it open for everyone to come in. Tammy and Gina, their arms around each others waist, and Mary and Jason, who released each others hands as soon as they were inside the house and turned to kiss each other.

"Go and get us all some drinks, slut," Mary ordered while Jason was working on her neck, "we're thirsty."

I blushed, but turned and went to the kitchen. I opened a new bottle of wine and put it in a small ice bucket on a tray with three glasses. I poured a cold Heineken into a glass for Jason and put that onto the tray also.

Carrying everything into the living room and putting it onto the coffee table, I was thinking to myself "what the hell has happened in the last few days?" I was used to serving Mary and her lovers, of course, but it was still humiliating for me. And having Gina and Tammy there magnified the emotions about ten times.

Tammy and Gina were on the couch together. Gina was leaning her back into Tammy's body, and Tammy had her arm around Gina's shoulder. Her hand was caressing Gina's shoulder and chest, just above her breast.

Jason was sitting in the large armchair, with Mary on his lap. Her skirt had ridden up and he was stroking the insides of her legs, which were spread, we could all see that she didn't have any panties on, and that Jason's fingers were within an inch of her swollen lips.

I leaned down to pick up the wine bottle when Mary stopped me. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I was, umm, going to pour your wine," I answered, wondering what I had done wrong.

"I think you are forgetting your place, slut. You are inside our home now, not back at the club. Why are you still wearing those mens clothes? Take them off. Now. Serve us the way you are meant to!"

Jason was quiet, but had a big smile on his face. Behind me I heard Tammy and Gina giggle.

"I'm sorry Mistress. You are right, I just wanted to get you your drinks as quickly as possible."

I stood back up and pulled the unbuttoned shirt out of my pants. I took my shoes off, and then undid the belt on my pants and unbuttoned and unzipped them. Taking a deep breath, I lowered and stepped out of my pants, folding them and putting them under the coffee table. Mary just stared at me, a small grin on her face. I undid the last two buttons on the shirt and took it off, placing it with my pants and shoes. Now I was there for all to see. Dark thigh-highs, a white cami with lace trim, and the pink boyshorts which, for a moment at least, were able to hide my cock and balls as the embarrassment of undressing in front of them had made me soften a little.

Jason, still caressing the inside of Mary's thighs looked me up and down and grinned. "You were right, Mary, he is a pretty little panty boy. Very pretty."

Again, I heard the girls laughing behind me.

"Ok, panty boy," he continued, "now you can bring us our drinks."

"Yes Sir." I whispered. I poured the wine into the glasses and served Mary hers first. As I turned back to the coffee table I could see Tammy and Gina, still cuddling, grinning at my discomfort. I picked up their glasses and handed them to them.

Tammy reached out and, as she took her glass, said "Thank you slut. Fucking sissy panty slut. This is so freaking crazy, I can't believe it!"

Gina took hers next, still smiling that cruel smile of hers. She didn't say anything, but I could see in her eyes that she was burning with excitement.

I turned back to Mary. Her legs were spread wider now, and Jason's fingers were rubbing her clit and lips. Her sex was swollen, red and glistening wet.

"Is there anything else I can get you, Mistress?"

"Yes, I promised Jason some more dancing. Put some music on."

I found a CD, one of Rod Stewart's later "crooning" albums, and put it on. The music was a little soft, so I turned it up a fraction.

As I turned back to face the room, Mary stood up from Jason's lap. "Now come and undress me for him, slut, make me ready for him." She turned her back to me, facing Jason. He looked up at her, smiling. His hand was in his lap, stroking himself through his jeans.

I stood behind Mary and put my hands under the bottom of her sweater. It was so soft and sensual, and her skin was hot underneath it. I lifted it up, slowly, baring first her stomach and then her breasts as she raised her arms into the air. I pulled it up over her head, being careful not to mess her hair too much. She stood topless in front of him as I folded the cashmere and put it on top of my clothes.

Turning back I unzipped her skirt and started to slide it down. She wiggled her hips to help me. As it puddled at the floor, she stepped out of it, naked, towards Jason, letting him savor her body. She reached out towards him with her hand, taking his and pulling him out of the chair.

"Now him!" she ordered.

The girls gasped. Not only were they about to see him, naked, but they were going to see me undress him, bare his body so that he could fuck my wife.

I moved to their side and unbuttoned his shirt, then his jeans. As I took his shirt off his shoulders, we could all see he had a great body. Thin waist, hard chest, broad shoulders.

I reached to unzip his pants. As I pulled the zipper down I could feel the shape and heat of his cock. It was hard, of course, and felt thick. The heat coming from his crotch was incredible.

I knelt down to pull his pants down and he stepped out of them. He was wearing tight cotton boxers underneath. My hands were trembling slightly as I pulled them down as well. His cock sprang up against his stomach as it released from the shorts. I looked at it. He was not much longer than me, but very thick. His balls hung below, large and heavy, and most of his pubic hair was shaved clean.

The girls were silent as they stared wide eyed at the scene in front of them.

I moved all the clothes out of the way, and Jason took Mary into his arms. Her tits flattened into his chest, and his cock pushed up into her stomach and between them. They started to kiss and move with the music.

Remaining on my knees, I watched them. They were engrossed in each other. Exploring each others bodies with their hands, Mary grinding her cunt against his cock, still kissing frantically.

I glanced towards the couch. Tammy had pulled Gina's top off, and was playing with her bare nipples. Gina had lifted her feet up onto the coffee table, her legs were spread. They were intently watching Jason and Mary, and me, kneeling to the side.

The first song came to an end, and as the next started Mary lifted her face away from Jason and looked at me on the floor.

"It's time, slave. Come here and get him ready for me. I need to feel his cock in me."

Still on my knees I moved the couple of feet over to where they were standing. Mary moved to the side, opposite the girls so that they had an unobstructed view of Jason's body. She reached down and took hold of his cock, stroking it from bottom to top and back down. The shaft was thick, as I had already noticed, but the head was huge, swollen, dark red.

She pointed it down. I knew what I had to do.

I leaned forward, opening my mouth. She pushed it passed my lips, which were stretching to accommodate it. I could feel and taste his precum on my toungue. Slippery, slightly salty.

"Oh fuck," I heard from the side, "He's doing it. He's sucking his cock!" I think it was Tammy, but my ears were ringing slightly, and I was not sure.

"Suck it pretty boy, get it wet for your wife." I heard Jason whisper. His hand came down behind my head and pulled me forward. I tried to get some spit in my mouth. He was pushing forward into me, forcing his cock into my face.

I tried to run my tongue over his cock head in my mouth, but it was not easy, I was so full. I felt it pushing at the back of my throat, then he started to pull back a fraction. I breathed through my nose as he moved back and forward, fucking my face.

"Oh my God." Again from my right. This time I recognized Gina's voice clearly. "Suck it, you fucker, this is incredible, I can't believe I'm seeing this."