Unwitting Pawns

"Okay, good. Now stand up Roxie. Carl put your hands behind your back and remove her panties using only your teeth. Roxie, step out of them when they hit the floor. Good. Now switch. Stand up, Carl, and let Roxie use her teeth to strip you. You two play very well together."

"Roxie, I want you to lie on the bed on your back with your head hanging off the edge of the bed."

"Like this?" She asked.

"Just a little further off the bed. Yes, there, just like that. Excellent. Now then, Carl, I believe you know what to do. Start extremely slow and fuck her mouth. Slowly work your way in, further and further until you hit her gag reflex if she has one. When you find it, try to avoid making her gag, but fuck her with a steady rhythm just like it's her pussy. Roxie, honey, why don't you start giving Carl some of your special suction and make him glad his cock is in your mouth? Thatta girl."

"Now, Roxie, spread your legs super wide and give your lover something interesting to look at. Carl, look at her hairy wet pussy while you massage her breasts to your heart's delight. But keep fucking her mouth slow and steady. Now Carl, just keep doing what you're doing until you get close to cumming. When you do get close, pull out of her mouth and stop before you cum. Okay?" Roy femininely asked."

"Yes, ma'am, got it." Grant rejoined.

Roy couldn't help but be turned on himself by the detailed imagery before him. Tina had a lovely body, a classic beauty and he couldn't help but imagine himself in Grant's role, which is exactly what Carl wanted to happen. His dick was rock hard in his pants but he avoided touching himself. Within just a few minutes, Grant pulled his cock out of Tina's mouth and stopped right before cumming, as instructed.

"Excellent. Let's change it up a bit, shall we? Roxie, I want you to take a pillow and put it in one corner of the bed. Lie down crossways, with your head on the pillow and your feet pointed diagonally across, toward the foot of the bed. That's it. Good girl. Now spread your legs super wide for Carl's viewing pleasure. Alright, Carl, take the other pillow and put it between her legs on the bed. Now I want you to lie down on the bed on your side, where your body will be at a ninety-degree angle to hers, perpendicular, with your face ending up in her crotch. That's it, just snuggle your face right in there. Good boy."

"Now then, Carl, I shouldn't have to tell you how. Obviously, you know her pussy well. Feast on it to your heart's delight. After a few minutes, take your hand and go back and forth between her breasts as you consume her. Don't stop until you force her to cry out in orgasmic bliss. And Roxie, don't be shy. Caress Carl's crotch with one hand as he services you and pull on his head with your other hand as he pleasures you. Give yourself to him totally. Hold nothing back."

Roy watched intently as Grant expertly kissed, licked, sucked, and cajoled her cunt into total submission to his mouth and tongue. Roy could tell that this was not their normal position to perform cunnilingus, but he wanted to change things up for them. After all, it was his creativity that they had sought. He could see Tina undulating her body in response to Grant's expertise. Her moans and groans were getting louder and more frequent. Her hand frantically manipulated Grant's cock and balls as she neared her climax. His hand was tweaking and tugging on her nipples fervently. Soon she began to cry out in guttural utterances, announcing her orgasm. Roy commanded Grant.

"Okay, Carl, suck her clit deeply into your mouth, no tongue......., now release. Suck it in again, no tongue........and release. Keep doing that to her until she becomes a jellyfish." Roy heard her groan loudly and lunge her hips toward the ceiling every time he sucked her clit forcefully into his mouth. He saw Tina flop listlessly on the bed, spent of energy. But he had plans to change that.

"Alright Carl, get up and toss both pillows on the floor." He deftly complied. "Looks to me like you could use a little pick me up. Your flag is at half-mast. We need to do something about that. Place one knee on the bed near her head and slip your cock into her mouth for some encouragement. Roxie, make him glad he did that." She languidly began tonguing him in her exhausted state, but he responded nicely to her warm wet mouth.

"Alright Carl, time to dip your wick into her honeypot. Pull her body down to about the center of the bed. Good. Now mount her in the missionary position. She won't fight you. She can hardly move. Good. Now fuck her S-L-O-W-L-Y with your elbows at her side. Look directly into her eyes as you fuck her. Grind your crotch upwards toward the top of her mound tantalizing her clit before drawing back. Excellent Carl. You are very good at this I can tell. Keep fucking non-stop, but pull both of her hands over her head and hold them down on the bed with your left hand. Perfect. Now take your right hand and massage her right tit non-stop. Never lose eye contact, either of you. Superb."

"Okay, Carl, time to ramp up your speed...that's it, just like that. Good. Keep that rhythm up." Tina began moaning again, her sexual interest had reawakened and her body was craving its second release. "She's coming along nicely, Carl. Now put both of your hands on hers over her head. Excellent. Pick up your rhythm a bit more now, Carl. Plow it into her. Let her know that she is being fucked by a real man."

"Great!" He could hear Grant's low groans escape as he neared his pinnacle. Tina's moans were matching his. "Now kiss her, Carl. French kiss her passionately. Kiss him back Roxie. Kiss him for all you're worth." They both eagerly accommodated Roy's requests as they both were elevated to simultaneous sensuality.

"Stop kissing. Roxie, turn your head all the way to your left and keep your eyes closed. Good girl. Carl, tongue-fuck her ear like it's a pussy. Get it fucking sloppy wet. Fuck it, Carl."

That sensation triggered them both. Grant groaned as loudly as he could with his tongue buried in her ear. Tina was screaming for all she was worth as they both erupted in exquisite agony as his seed was pumped into her. There was so much it spilled out of her and ran onto the bed. A huge wet spot on the sheet could be seen between their legs. "Lady and gentleman, thank you for taking this flight with your host. I hope it was a pleasant one. Please leave your trays in their upright position. Have a wonderful day!" And Roy flipped the switch off to end the two-way transmissions.

Carl appeared shortly afterward and rushed across the room enthusiastically grabbing Roy's hand and shaking it. "That was awesome man! I haven't seen her cum so hard since, since, well since I don't know when. You hit the ball out of the park, man. I can't thank you enough for helping us out. Later on, she's gonna fuck my brains out like the good old days, I just know it. I owe you one, Roy. I hope you'll consider doing this again the next time you have the chance."

Roy smiled at the praise. "I played it safe since it was my first time with them and all. I hope they enjoyed it half as much as they appeared to enjoy it. Often just the novelty of something different can enhance a situation like this. It was definitely interesting. Tina is a lovely woman. I hope you get what you're looking for tonight."

"Oh, I'm sure of it. Let me take you up to Tina and Grant. They should be out of the shower pretty soon." Carl suggested.

"Thanks, Carl but I think it would be best if I just headed on home now. I would feel kind of awkward so soon after seeing and contributing to what just took place. Give them both my regards, will you? Remember, not a word to Marla." Roy shook his hand and saw himself out.

Carl went upstairs to where the couple was just emerging from a quick shower. "You two were perfect! It couldn't have gone better. Your faking was beyond belief! He bought your performances lock, stock, and barrel."

"Faking?" Tina questioned. "Who was faking? I sure wasn't. That was REAL Carl. The man just has a way about him, an air of confidence, a savoir-faire. The sex was plain and simple, but he made it out of this world somehow. I've GOT to have that man between my legs soon. Sorry, no offense, Grant. You were wonderful as usual."

"None taken, Tina." Grant shot back. "I agree with you completely. He miraculously elevated simplistic sex to an ethereal level." Carl was shocked at the revelation.

When Marla arrived home with the children, she served the Chick-Fil-A fast food she had picked up for them. True to plan, she never asked Roy a single question about his day and he was glad for her oversight. Instead, she and the boys revisited the highlights of their day. Roy urged the boys to bathe and get ready for bed a little earlier than normal. They fussed some but conceded their father's wishes. Marla found out why after the boys had gone to bed. Roy was all over her. He was a sexual dynamo in the bed, bringing her to three climaxes before he allowed himself to succumb. But he exhaustively emptied himself into her and all of his pent-up stresses were finally relieved. Marla wondered what had happened earlier in the day to get him so wound up but knew better than to ask. She perceived that Carl must have made some inroads with him.

When Marla later spoke with Tina during a shopping outing the following weekend, Tina asked her if she noticed any changes in him since Carl had that Sunday talk with Roy. She shared her enthusiasm that something Carl said to him must have made a difference because he has been friskier lately and more forceful in the bedroom. But aside from his increased libido, he hasn't spoken a word about changing his mind about swapping, nor has she initiated any conversation along those lines at Tina and Carl's persuasive insistence. Tina said nothing to her about Roy's interactive bedroom session because Carl was adamant that she not do so. Carl was encouraged that Roy at least had shown a response as a result of his participation and felt that in time, he might possibly come around.

On Friday, a week later, Tina called Marla where she worked as an automotive insurance adjuster.

"Hi Marla, you got a minute to talk?"

"Sure Tina, what's up?"

"Carl mentioned to me today that he thought this Sunday might be another good opportunity for him to broach the subject again with Roy."

"Oh, good. This Sunday? Will I need to be away again with the kids so they can be free to talk?"

"Yes, Carl says he believes that would be best."

"But it's too soon to visit my sister again. I'm not sure what excuse I could come up with that he wouldn't want to be involved himself."

"Not to worry, girlfriend. I have that in the bag. A good friend of ours is having a birthday party for their son. Your boys Gordon and Kevin have met him before when they were over here one time. Anyway, they've invited our girls and your boys to his birthday party. It's an all-afternoon affair, no presents. They're going to the local Natural Science center to see the exhibits and have cake and ice cream. Then they'll go to Trampoline City for the rest of the afternoon so it will take up all of your time until 5:00 pm. They'd like you to chaperone our four if you would. I can't go because I have some work I need to catch up on before Monday. I don't think Roy would mind missing a birthday party for a kid he doesn't even know."

"That would be perfect, Tina. Yes, I can do that. The kids will love it. I'm all for anything that will help Carl influence Roy to come around. Just text me the details."

"Will do. Tell Roy in advance this time and make sure he knows that you want him to take it easy and not get involved in any projects around the house while you're gone. Carl will start in on him again when they golf Sunday morning. Bye for now."

Roy was glad for the reprieve. Marla had not brought up the wife swapping proposal since he shut her down last time and he was hoping that would be the end of the subject between them. He wondered if Carl might again address it with him this Sunday when they golfed. Carl did not surprise him.

"You know Roy, Tina, and I have talked innumerable times about your remote interaction with her when you last visited our home. I doubt you want to hear about my sex life with my wife, but I'm here to say that it has ramped up considerably since that day. I owe you a debt of gratitude."

"I'm not sure what to say to that, Carl. You're welcome, I guess. I believe her reaction may have been largely due to the newness of someone different. I don't believe that I brought some unique presence that imbued her sensual responses."

"Oh but I disagree, my friend. What you did WAS unique and special. You have a gift, whether you acknowledge it or not. But I do have a question that Tina insisted I ask." Carl injected.

"Okay, shoot," Roy replied.

"Well, Tina wants to know what you thought of her body, and if what you orchestrated and watched last time helped to nudge you off the fence. She said to let you know that if you were to open your mind a little and give her half a chance, she could show you just how special and pleasurable things could be. She's a firecracker, Roy. You could do worse things than sampling her wares, even if only for a one-time tryout."

"I believe I told you last time, Carl, that you have a lovely wife and I'm sure you agree. As far as me being on the fence, I apologize if I somehow misled you. I'm not on the fence. I'm squarely planted on solid ground on the side of the fence where Marla and I are exclusive. No offense whatsoever intended toward Tina. I'm sure she's everything you say she is. But I am completely satisfied with what I have with Marla in every way."

"I hear what you're saying, Roy and I respect your position. But aren't you forgetting someone? What about Marla? Is it possible that you're being inconsiderate to her by denying her a chance to have a safe and pleasurable experience? An experience that would satisfy her curiosity once and for all?"

"Has Marla talked to you about this directly, Carl?"

"No, not directly but she talks to Tina when they're together. You know how women are and how they share everything."

"I want to make myself perfectly clear, Carl. I'm not happy with Marla for sharing things like that with Tina. And I can't stop Tina from sharing information with her husband. But I CAN stop you from talking to me about this subject. As far as I am concerned, the subject is closed. If you insist on continuing to try to bring Marla and me into your wife-swapping lifestyle, then I will have no choice but to end our relationship with you two. I hope it doesn't come to that but if you continue to press me hard on that topic you'll find out I'm a man of my word." Roy said emphatically.

"Whoa, whoa, hold on there, Roy. I swear I meant no offense, none at all. If you want me to back off, then I will respect your wishes. As you said, the subject is closed. Not another word from me about it today. Okay?" He said holding out his hand.

Relieved, Roy took his hand briefly. "Okay."

"Now that that's settled, Tina is chomping at the bit for you to get back in the saddle and direct her in another session. I swear it has nothing whatsoever to do with trying to persuade you to accept our lifestyle. I'll make it clear to her to shut down any ideas she may have about that. This will just be you sharing your inimitable talents with us. You see, she receives the immediate benefit while you are making it happen, then I receive the benefit later on when her libido erupts like a volcano. I have selfish motivations here, Roy, I swear. Will you do it again? Today? Please?"

Roy considered his request and although he wanted nothing more to do with them in any intimate way, he did have one more task he wanted to complete once back in their basement office.

"Well, Marla just happens to be chaperoning some kid's birthday party today and will be gone all afternoon, so I guess I'll have the time and opportunity as it turns out. If you think you can make arrangements on short notice, we can go to your house after the loser of today's round buys lunch if you think you can set it up that quickly."

"I just sent her a text to get the ball rolling. I'm pretty sure Tina can get someone. If not, then I wouldn't mind filling in myself if it comes to that."

Roy just shook his head at Carl's nonchalant attitude about his wife having sex with another man. He wasn't envious; he just didn't understand it. He had no real desire to do this a second time but Roy had an ulterior motive for agreeing. He'd accommodate them this second time but he believed he knew a way to discourage them from asking him back. They wound up back in Carl's basement where he had everything set up and ready to go. When the monitor was turned on, Tina was sitting on the bed wearing a three-postage-stamp bikini. Next to her, again drinking wine was a big burly guy nearly twice her size.

"Who's that?" Roy inquired.

Carl took a quick look at the monitor and replied, "Oh, that's.....well.....for the purposes of today's activity, his name is 'Carl' again."

Roy just nodded, recalling their request that all her lovers be called Carl.

"But Tina has a special request if you're up to it," Carl informed.

"What's that?"

"She wants you to call her Marla this time to add even more spiciness to it. Remember, this is just role-playing. There must be many people named Marla in this great city of ours. So just think of her as an unrelated Marla. Would you do that for her please?" Carl pleaded.

"It's her fantasy. If she wants to be called Marla, then Marla it is. Are the parameters the same as before? Anything goes except pee and poop?"

"Well, with this 'Marla' and 'Carl', even pee is okay. They both love watersports so if that's what you want, feel free to include it any way you want."

Roy nodded again. "What about wrist and ankle restraints and rope availability?"

"We keep a suitcase under the bed with quite a variety of bondage gear, so feel free to ask for anything. If there's something you want that is not readily available, I'm sure I have what may be required stashed elsewhere in the house. Just ask," Carl added. He stood there looking at the screen with Roy as if he wanted to stay in the room with him while he conducted the session.

Roy asked, "Are you going to watch from the door as before, or are you waiting for something?"

Carl suddenly snapped to his senses, "Sorry man. I guess I got sidetracked for a moment. Yes, I'll go watch them through the bedroom door. Don't hesitate to ask 'Marla' to have me retrieve anything you may need that is not readily available in the room. I can't thank you enough for doing this for us. As before, just flip switch #4 and you'll be live in the room." Then he left Roy alone in the basement office. Roy had a dual purpose for showing up today. He wanted to finish a task he had initiated the last time and also to direct the couple in such a way as to make them not want to invite him back again.

"Hi there, Marla and Carl. I'll be your spirit guide for today's journey. I'd like to confirm one quick thing before we begin, if I may."

Both of them faced the camera as Tina said, "Go ahead."

"Do you both agree that there are no limits except for anything to do with poop? Is my understanding correct?" Roy asked.

"That's right. We're a pretty friendly couple." Tina added.

"Carl, I need you to confirm for me please. Do you also agree about the limits?" The man said nothing but he nodded and gave a thumbs up.

"Thank you. I hope you both find this enjoyable. Today, Marla, you're going to have power over Carl but it will come at a cost. You're going to have to work for it." Roy rejoined.

Roy continued, "Carl, I'd like you to stand there and let Marla remove every stitch of your clothing.... completely naked, Marla." Tina did as she was instructed. "Good girl. Now I'd like you to pull put that suitcase from under the bed and find some wrist and ankle restraints that fit Carl comfortably. Once you have them on him, then go ahead and tie him down on the bed spread-eagle on his back. There's no rush, take your time. Roy was buying time for him to make use of a few small implements he'd brought with him. He kept one eye on what was happening in the room while he was busy checking out a few things. Once he saw that the big man was effectively restrained, he returned to his post at the desk.