The Dutchess and Me

I have to admit this wasn't the first cock I'd ever come in contact with. But it was the first cock I had ever come in contact with in this situation. I didn't hesitate for a second however; I knew what she expected of me as we had talked about it at length several times. Taking his cock in my hands, I gently kissed the tip, licking the pre come from his head and tasting its salty flavor. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft and was just about to put it in my mouth when Duchess said, "Wait. I want to see this up close, let's all go inside." The three of us retired inside, where he pulled her dress off and threw it in the corner; she pulled his shirt of leaving him naked and then led him to the bed.

I lit two candles to give the room some atmosphere and illumination. I returned to the bed still wearing her pantyhose, and joined them. She lay on her back, he on his side, and they were making out with each other. Without being told, I crawled on the bed and took his cock in my hands stroking it slowly. Again I tasted his salty pre come and then took his entire cock in my mouth. Duchess leaned up on both elbows and watched as Bruce lay on his back spread his legs and let me work on him. I took his cock into my mouth and sucked, my head bobbing up and down on his hard shaft. I could feel him growing harder and larger in my mouth with each suck. He placed his hand on the back of my head and guided my head up and down on his growing cock.

I reached over with my hand and began to finger the Duchess while I sucked Bruce hard. She was soaking and began moaning loudly as I worked my fingers around her hard clit. In one fell swoop she pushed my hand out of her pussy and my head off of Bruce's cock. In a moment she was on his cock riding him. I was so aroused as I watched her ride him, I began to suck oh tits moving from one to the other. She rode him harder and faster digging the nails of one hand into his chest and the nails of the other into my back. I heard Bruce tell her he couldn't hold out any longer and was going to come. This seemed to ignite a fire inside her and she began to buck furiously on his cock. Bruce shouted that he was coming and she joined him saying she was coming too. I watched as they rocked together in ecstasy both coming and exploding in passion.

Slowly and gently she removed herself from him and lay on the bed beside him. By this time I needed no verbal instruction from anyone, I was between her legs licking her and kissing her swollen lips ever so gently. I could taste his come and her come mixed together as I drove my tongue deeper inside cleaning her out. Once she was clean, I made my way to Bruce's cock and gently took him into my mouth and sucked him clean. The two of them lay there in the afterglow as I finished cleaning him and smiled up at the two of them. It was obvious this was working for the three of us.

CHAPTER 8

The rest of our cruise was similar to those two days with Duchess and I doing our thing during the day and then meeting Bruce for dinner and wild sex at night. It was incredible, and we soon found ourselves at ease with each other and the triangle of respect that Bruce talked of was firmly in place. Duchess and I came to enjoy our own set of rules. She told me one night after Bruce had left and they had both come as I knelt next to her on the bed on all four with her fondling my rock hard cock. She had instructed me to shave my cock and balls which I had, and she had tied a tiny bell around them that rang when my cock and balls moved. She liked to hear the bell ring while she played with my balls and called me Tinkerbelle. She said that when Bruce was present I was never to fuck her. Her pussy was for his exclusive use while he was there. She also said that while Bruce was present and the three of us were playing I was not to come. I was only to come after Bruce was left and the two of them were completely satisfied.

As she went on and told me her rules I became increasingly aroused. She lay there on her back in a dreamy state, one hand on the remote control for the television, and one hand fondling my balls. As she talked I moved back and forth on the bed humping her arm, as the combination of the conversation, her fondling my balls, and the sex I had just witnessed was driving me mad. As she talked, I was going crazy wanting to come, but she kept telling me no I had to wait for her permission. She lay there dictating her rules making me agree before I could come. At that point I would have agreed to anything she laid out. Her other rules were simple, aside from me never having intercourse when Bruce was present, I was to always wear her used pantyhose when he was there as a sign of my submissiveness to them. I must always address her as Duchess and him as Sir or Sir Bruce, and they would address me as Tinkerbelle.

In public we would remain a typical vanilla couple, but in private when Bruce was there I would assume this role and she would assume her Duchess role. She spoke as if she had worked this all out in her mind. It was incredibly intoxicating, she was turning into this beautiful dominant and it seemed to be coming to her as natural as her long red hair. She said she loved it when I got Bruce hard and it was so hot and made her so wet that I would be always required to do that when we were together. I was so excited I was ready to explode, my humping of her arm increased with each word. She worked my balls furiously and said, "Does Tinkerbelle want to come?" I could only grunt my desires; I was in such a state of ecstasy it was as if I was in a state of suspended animation. Finally she acquiesced and I humped her arm faster and faster until I could feel myself shoot. It was an incredible sensation to come without anyone touching your cock, just your balls. After I shot my load I knelt there spent and exhausted and she just looked at me and then at her arm. I knew what she meant and I licked her arm clean. Afterwards, we both lay there exhausted holding each other and talking about what an incredible experience this had been.

The final night of our cruise was as spectacular as the previous ones. It was then that Bruce, or Sir Bruce as I had come to call him told us that he was moving to a small town that happened to be exactly an hour between me and Duchess. He said it would be perfect for us to get together. We could come to him or the Duchess could stop on her way to my house and pick up a present to bring me. It all seemed incredible and too good to be true.

Well two years later, and our relationship with Bruce is still going strong. For him it's about great sex with two people he trusts implicitly. For us it's about being about being able to share a lifestyle we've always wanted. Duchess gets great sex from two great guys; one she loves and respects dearly and the other she respects and admires. Our triangle of respect has deepened and we all truly respect each other. From all outward appearances, you'd never know the lifestyle we lead. From all outward appearances we're a normal 'vanilla' couple, but behind closed doors we lead a totally different lifestyle. So the next time you sit down to dinner on a cruise, never assume the couple sitting across from you is a normal couple, it could be the Duchess and me!