Cucking and Sucking

The rest of my weekend was quite intense. Jack stayed over again on Saturday. When I think back to Friday and Saturday I can't quite believe how much cum I swallowed. It's enough to make a sissy turn beet red.

It seems like he is always able to get hard and she seemed to never get fucked by him often enough. And then something new happened. After I had cleaned her I started to lick his cock clean.

I'll never get over how big he is or how he starts to get hard again so soon after he has an orgasm. This time Miss Emily instructed me to start on his balls. They seem huge to me. Much bigger than mine. I was told to suck them. That really felt strange.

Then I licked his cock and took it in my mouth. I could still taste her on. That excites me so much. I could feel my clit dripping in my panties. I could feel him getting harder.

I was going to stop as I had in the past but as I started to pull my mouth up I felt his hands on the back of my head. I ket sucking as he let go.

My jaw was getting sore. I could feel him getting harder. Then I felt his hands on my head again. I felt so small as he started to move his cock in an out of my mouth. And then I felt him tense. I knew he was about to cum. In my mouth. I'd never swallowed it like that before.

And then he came. It wasn't a huge load but it was hot and sticky. I swallowed to keep from gagging.

The he pushed me away. His cock slapped my nose. A drop of cum landed on my cheek.

I heard her laugh and say "you are such a little cum slut."

I know I blushed.

I find it amazing that when I am in the moment doing these things it feels natural. Later it embarrasses me.

Sunday was completely different, filled with a family visit and a night in which I was more wife than cuckold. I'll write about that later today.

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More Cuckolding Thoughts

Last night was both difficult and exciting. As I mentioned in my last post, Miss Emily invited Jack over to watch the hockey game. I had little doubt he would spend the night. I'm still not used to being a cuckold. I wonder if I ever will be.

I can't deny how happy she is when they have sex. And I can't deny the mix of emotions her having sex with Jack causes me to feel. This time there was something new. He acted liked he belonged here. He's just so comfortable being with her just watching TV and talking.

All the while I know my places is as a maid. Maybe I should be used to all that by now. But I guess I'm not. Despite wondering if I really am destined to be a maid I can't help obeying Miss Emily and Jack.

I felt like I was in a daze as I brought them drinks and snacks. I felt like my mind was trying not to notice how close they were sitting and how often he kissed her. Then when there was a break in the game I was summoned to kneel before them.

I can't quite understand what was happening. Jack was giving the orders. That had happened a few times before. But I looked over at Miss Emily. She was so intense as she watched. I knew whatever was going to happen was important to her.

I was conflicted. I became very nervous and wanted to crawl in a hold. Hide. But I didn't want to disappoint her. I'll never understand how I can feel those things at the same time.

My task was simple. Strip him so he could, as put it, "satisfy your mistress sin ways you never could."

That made me feel so small. Mistress isn't a word Miss Emily ever used but I guess it fits. And I know what he said is true, but t still hurts for some reason.

I undressed him, starting with his shoes as I was told in earlier times he was here. I didn't forget to kiss each shoe before removing it. I was blushing the whole time. When I removed his pants I could see the outline of his hard cock against his boxers.

When I pulled them down the tip slapped my cheek. Miss Emily helped him take his shirt off. I sucked his cock to get him ready for her, planting a kiss on the tip first as she had taught me with her strapon.

I felt like I was a robot. But was excited. I felt a hand on my head and then a whisper in my ear. It was Miss Emily telling me I was being a good sissy.

I was pushed aside and Jack sat on the couch with Miss Emily mounting him. I watched as they fucked. It was hard and it was fast. She was cumming quickly. She must have been so ready for him.

Sone he was cumming. She sat there kissing him hard on the mouth. She was still wearing a T-shirt and nothing else.

As seems to be "normal" now I cleaned them both. She was so wet with his cum and her own juices. His cock was slick. I love the way it feels in my mouth. So hard and so soft at the same time. There's something I never expected to think about.

She slipped her panties on and he dressed with my help. She put her head on his shoulder as they watched the rest of the game.

They had sex twice more. Once before they slept and once this morning.

I admit to being confused now. Is he replacing me? She says she loves and adores me. But I have never seen her look like she does when he is fucking her hard.

Today they went to play tennis. I changed the sheets and cleaned her bathroom.

Something seems different but what it means I really don't know.

That seems to be the way things are for me in Miss Emily's world.

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Emily's 2nd Date Continued

As time has passed since Miss Emily's 2nd date with Jack the details of it seem less important than what I felt and still feel.

Yes she spent the night. Yes I watched her have sex with him. She had that look I'd never seen before. She locked my eyes while I watched them. I was embarrassed and jealous and my penis was dripping in its cage.

Cleaning them both after he came added to my humiliation. It was clear I was a servant, there to amuse them both. Being dismissed to wash his clothes so they'd be ready in the morning added to the feeling I had of being small and insignificant.

Passing her bedroom door later I could hear them having sex again. I'm not sure if it was worse watching or being excluded. Isn't that strange?

I didn't sleep well. I kept thinking about that look on Miss Emily's face. And I thought of the taste of the cum as I cleaned her pussy and his cock.

The next morning I awoke late and found them eating breakfast in the kitchen. They were both relaxed and smiling. I felt like an outsider. They mostly ignored me as they chatted, ate and kissed at times.

It was after 11 when they said their goodbyes. A passionate kiss at the door made me jealous all over again. Hearing her called "darling" added to the feeling.

After I cleaned up the breakfast dishes, Miss Emily called me into her bedroom. She told me she was proud of me. Why does hearing that make all this seem worth it? 

Then she surprised me by unlocking my chastity cage. She told she wanted me to play with my "tiny cockette." I was allowed to cum when she gave me the word. She handed me the small plastic plate that she has trained me to cum on.

While I masturbated she talked about how good it felt to be fucked by Jack. She told me to remember how his cock felt in my mouth. I was almost crying and still I was hard. Finally she gave me the word. I spurted my "sissy juice" as she calls it onto the plate. I knew to lick it all up.

She looked so pleased. I cried.

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More Cuckold Thoughts

I still can't believe I actually sucked a real cock. I still feel like it is in my mouth. I wonder if that feeling will ever go away?

I have begun to remember what happened when Miss Emily and her date came home on Saturday night. He treated me like a servant. That's not surprising. I was wearing a French maid's uniform. He made me feel so small.

They didn't pay much attention to me after I took their coats. He was kissing her and their hands were all over each other. They headed to her bedroom and Miss Emily told me to follow. I could barely walk. My legs were shaking and my stomach was churning.

Once in her room she ordered me to take off my petticoats. She got the key to my chastity device and unlocked me. Jack laughed when he saw how tiny my clit is. He said he couldn't believe it. I wanted to crawl in a hole or run away.

She told me to stand in the corner and keep my hands away from my clit and just watch. Then they were all over each other. They were soon naked. I couldn't believe how big his cock was. I had only seen other cocks in the locker room at school.

He was so forceful and she was on her back when his cock entered her. My clit was so hard. I felt shame. But I couldn't stop staring. She was moaning and then she locked eyes with me. I swear she mouthed "I love you" to me. It is so confusing to me.

When he finally came she called me over. I ended up between her thighs cleaning her pussy. There was so much cum. My face was covered with it. I could smell her and him mixed together.

Then she had me clean his cock. He was laughing and calling me names. I even sucked his balls. That felt so weird in my mouth. They were huge. When he was hard again I was sent back to the corner and watched her ride his cock.

After I cleaned her a second time I was sent off to bed. It was late and I didn't sleep much. My mind was racing.

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Cuckold Thoughts

Miss Emily has been watching basketball today. I don't have a clue about sports. She has allowed me to lie with my head in her lap while she watches. I am even dressed in capris and a peach pullover. She's in her old sweatpants and a sweatshirt. She is so relaxed today.

She has been questioning me about last night. She told me to post here. It's still mixed up but I can't stop thinking about that cock or the taste of his cum in Miss Emily's pussy.

She says it proves I am a sissy. She says I make her proud. I never have taken compliments well. I feel humiliated. Being excited by being called names embarrasses me.

And then there was the look on her face while he fucked her. I never saw that before. She locked eyes with me and I wanted to look away but couldn't.

I know this will take time to understand and cope with. I know I adore Miss Emily.

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I am a Cuckold

I am a cuckold.

There I said it. It almost doesn't seem real. It's hard to think right now. I am kind of floating. But it seems so permanent. I mean wearing girl's clothes seems less of a big thing.

Miss Emily is so pleased. That feels good. But last night was intense. Maybe I knew it would happen someday, but now it did. I sucked a man's cock for the first time. Not a rubber one. A real one. It throbbed in my mouth and it grew.

I was scared. But it seemed right once I started.

And it was difficult too. I heard him calling me names. And I heard Miss Emily laughing when he did. It seemed different than when she used those names, This was a man calling me them. Someone I really don't know. It hurt but made my little clit hard. And Miss Emily noticed that.

And I tasted a man's cum for the first time. It was in Miss Emily's pussy.

I don't know what else to say. The memories of last night are kind of mixed up right now.

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