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12/7/2023 12:05 am

Sara & John - cuckolding

It is office closing time on Friday evening and I show up at Sara’s office. She greets with me a wide smile and presses the bell on her table. John struts in holding a tray with a couple of glasses half filled with water. He offers one to me and the other one to Sara. I am sure she pinches his bottom as he nears, though the pinching is not quite visible from where I am sitting.

Sara and John are an interesting couple. Sara is the owner, founder, CEO of a still privately held fortune 500 company. Her husband John works as her executive assistant. They are a perfect couple made for each other. I drop by from time to time just to add a bit of spice to their already flourishing relationship. Their office premises are in one of the skyscrapers. Sara’s office is a plush corner one offering the breathtaking view of the city from the glass wall behind her.

As John returns the tray with our empty glasses and gets back standing by her side, Sara says, “Hurry up, John. We need to be at the Longhorn’s in no time.” To which he leans over the table picking up files clearing. She smacks his bent ass expertly and I can hear the sound and watch him jump a bit. I get up and Sara walks to my side, holding my arm as we start walking out of the office. John knows very well that it is Sara’s date with me and he has to just follow. John shuts off the lights and locks the office behind us. As we reach the garage, John, bending a bit in total respect, holds the backdoor of the Lamborghini open for Sara. I slide my thigh under her mini, kneeing her ass, helping in. I take a seat next to her as John drives us to the Longhorn’s. His nervousness is visible as he only gets to look at her in rearview mirror while she gets pally with me in the backseat.

A special table is reserved for us at the restaurant. John pulls Sara’s chair back, helping her settle in, by almost lifting the chair with her to push it in. I sit in front of them. He starts giving her a shoulder rub as we order drinks to get started. He keeps picking up her glass and taking it to her lips for sipping until she finishes the drink. When our silverware is served, she drops her fork under the table. John quickly dives in. I know instantly from her evil expressions that she is planning to keep him busy down there for a while! He first takes off her heels, massaging her feet, relaxing. Then he kisses them. She nudges him by her bare feet towards me to untie my shoe laces taking them off. As he is struggling to get back up with dropped fork, she grabs him between her legs, turning around by a twisted ear, taking him in her skirt for some pussy worship (I know Sara is always well prepared for such occasions by not wearing any panties under her skirt). I can hear his smooching kisses and slurping tongue from the slow long licks. He takes his own sweet time before he appears with the fork in hand trying to avoid my penetrating gaze. He knows it very well that Sara and I had provided enough protection for him from the prying eyes all the time he was down there.

When the food is served, John carefully feeds Sara. Sara has to hardly do anything John being around. She knows it very well that I am sometimes a bit jealous of this being taken care of. She has even promised me hooking up with a certain slutty slave girl at her office for the experience. I throw my leg up in John’s groin, feeling, pressing as I feel his excitement building. Sara starts tickling my leg that is still down with her bare feet. John obliges to my foot up his groin, massaging whenever he finds some time from serving Sara. As we get up to leave, John puts on Sara’s<b> heels </font></b>for her, kneeling down on his knees, kissing and caressing. The audience around get a glimpse of what transpired under the table all along. We head home for some dessert.

When we reach home, Sara kicks back locking the door behind us and the shudder is visible from John. As we cuddle on the couch, John starts undressing himself in front of us as he is trained to do for such sessions. As he gets completely naked, he gets down on his knees and starts crawling towards our feet. He takes a brief pause, butt on heels, waiting for Sara’s permission to approach. He takes our booted feet in lap, unfastening. He takes off my socks and starts massaging our feet in his lap soothingly as we discuss his performance looking down upon him, giggling. Sara nudges him in the groin, playfully forcing some weight over his growing dickey. I move my legs over John’s shoulders making room for Sara to give him a footjob. At this time John is ordered to undress Sara that he does gracefully and eagerly. Every body part of hers that gets uncovered in the process receives utmost immediate attention with some kissing, licking and sucking, not to mention my piercing gaze! Once he is done undressing Sara and fully worshipping her totally naked body, he undresses me knowing the sequence.

I kiss Sara on cheek, starting a shoulder rub. She digs her toes in John’s balls, pressing them down firmly. Leaning over she starts licking my balls, eyes on John checking out his expressions. I know it is a bit complicated. John is jealous of his wife serving other man. But at the same watching it gives him kind of a kick. It builds up his excitement and he is even kind of addicted to that. Serving Sara or she using him adds to the dynamics. She presses her feet in his groin gripping the base of his cock in her toned feet. She licks around the base of my cock at the same time. As she starts milking his cock in her feet, moving up and down, she starts making long licks around the length of my cock. When his cock starts growing, she squeezes it firmly in her feet milking. She takes my cock in her mouth and starts bobbing her head over it. I run my fingers through her flowing hair, caressing gently. She gives a hard squeeze between her bare feet finishing up. She then gently steps on the tip sticking up. She feeds that precum to him placing her foot on his face. She laps my precum with her tongue swirling around the tip. He holds her foot gracefully licking the sole cleaning his precum. He takes in her toes sucking deep. She sucks in my cock slurping tongue. Knowing my taste, she reaches under my balls, rimming my ass hole. I control my urge of spraying that beautiful face. Settling down in my lap completely naked, Sara grabs him by the semi hard cock and balls, squishing, pulling closer. She slaps them wildly, laughing, watching them sway. “How would you like some dessert?” “Yes, Madame” he quickly scurries to the kitchen. Sara throws herself lying across my lap, ass up. I start caressing that, I am sure very well worshipped from time to time, ass in my large firm hand. I am successful in controlling the urge of spanking it and I am sure Sara appreciates that. Her sweet pussy rubbing over my well sucked cock. Reaching underneath, she takes it in and starts riding in that kind of OTK position. When John returns with the cake, he is clearly blown away by that pose. He approaches me on his knees handing over the cake. I take it quickly flipping spreading it all over Sara ass. I take some cream on my fingers and slide them in Sara’s crack ensuring that both of her holes get enough application. On Sara’s permission, John does a wonderful cleaning job diving in face first. When Sara has had enough of John’s tongue over her ass, in the crack and deep inside her holes, - which I can clearly make out from all the riding and milking her pussy had been giving to my cock underneath - she reaches back grabbing John by fistful of hair. She gets up dragging him along, pulling his gaze away from my well milked cock.

She picks up a gag and straps it around John’s mouth. She forces him down on fours climbing his back, giving him skin to skin for her underside. She throws a leg around positioning herself backwards on her pony. I dig my feet in his buttocks spreading the cheeks wide apart for Sara to insert a nice pony tail butt plug. She slaps his ass watching the tail sway. Reaching back, she tugs on the strap lifting pony head back up in pride. She turns back around over her pony throwing a leg back. As she kicks up, pony throws front legs up in air neighing. When I kick pony ass, he struts around room carrying Sara on his back, returning ass back under my feet. Sara makes some pit stops in front of full view mirror during her pony rides around the room. She guides the pony expertly, tugging on the strap, making turns, swinging her legs on sides, slapping butt from time to time. The pony ride retires towards hot tub.
John’s foot stool awaits anxiously by the side of rather tallish hot tub. Sara calls me over. We step on the stool plunging ourselves in the tub. We splash, hug, kiss and caress. After a bit of such torture, John is called in. As soon as I take off his butt plug and gag leash, he dives in straight between Sara’s legs. I am sure he services her very well wherever she desires before he reappears gasping for air. We relax next to each other, giving shoulder rubs. Sara makes John do a few of those scuba dives, some of them in between my legs, that’s when I realize wherever and how well he had been servicing Sara! After enough soaking we get out. John dries both of us and picks Sara up in his arms carrying. Sara hugs and kisses me from his arms. I break away from the hugs and kisses, realizing their need of the hour. I dress up and retire into the darkness of the night blowing kisses at Sara and winking at John as they head towards bed for the night.


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