The Art of Cuckold Diplomacy Ch 5 Domination Part 2
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In front of me was, in my opinion, the sexiest, most delectable bottom I’d ever had the pleasure to spank. Not small by any means, but definitely soft and malleable, with buttocks that bounced beautifully as the palm of my hand connected. Voluptuous came to mind…
The bottom, which was turning a lovely rosy red colour, belonged to Samantha, a sexy, smart, curvaceous “mature” woman, whose sexual innocence I found exciting and challenging. She had put her trust in me, and I was taking her on a journey of discovery, banishing her innocence in favour of – hopefully - a much more alluring and sordid future.
Who am I, I hear you ask?
My name is Charlotte and I’m what they call a Switch. I’m also bisexual, which gives me the best of both worlds. And believe me, I adore both cock and cunt, which makes me one lucky bitch!
Mostly, I like to be in charge. Not the hard-core BDSM sort of in-charge – I like to think I’m more subtle than that - but more what I would call the “art of seductive domination” in-charge, which I find immensely stimulating, and satisfying beyond words.
But since I moved in with Peter eight months ago, I’ve also been exploring more of my submissive side. You wouldn’t believe how erotic it is for a dominant like myself to hand over that power to someone else!
Either way, since arriving in Morocco, I’ve had plenty of opportunities to explore the sexual world of domination and submission. But this one, this occasion with Sam and Jason, is proving to be the most enjoyable and satisfying of all!
I moved out here to teach English just over a year ago. I’m also using the time to finish my Master’s degree – long distance learning has been great, allowing me to indulge my other passions of being overseas and exploring foreign cultures.
Jason and Samantha arrived on our doorstep less than a week ago. We have been looking after them until their own house is ready – probably for only a few more days, now. Jason will be working for Peter, and Samantha is his lovely wife, with the perfect bottom…
Samantha is an absolute delight. She is older than me, yet there is something refreshingly naïve about her. From the moment I met her and her husband, Jason, I wanted to seduce her. After her revelations on our “shopping trip” together, however, I hastily revised my thoughts and came up with a whole new plan for her sexual awakening!
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Our shopping trip hadn’t involved much shopping. It was really a chance for us to get to know each other better, and give Sam an opportunity to wind down a bit after the stress of moving to a new country. Peter had arranged a welcome party, which would give both Jason and Sam a further opportunity to relax, and meet some new people.
After a quick introduction to some of the more essential shops, I ended up taking Sam to a private little health club I’d found soon after my arrival in Morocco. Strictly speaking, it wasn’t really legal, because of some of the things on offer there. Sam and I had a relaxing massage together (legal), and then smoked a hookah – a kind of water pipe which, in this instance, contained some of the local cannabis, or kif (definitely not legal!). This left Sam, who wasn’t used to it, feeling giddy and a bit giggly.
Our conversation had inevitably turned to sex, and our respective men. I told Sam how I’d met Peter, and recounted our first wild night together – including a description of Peter’s huge “woman-pleaser”. Sam was fascinated, telling me that Peter had had a reputation in his previous posting, and that she’d heard all about his massive member. I’d laughed at that, and said I wasn’t surprised. Sam had also coyly mentioned that Peter had spanked one of her friends after seducing her. I think Sam was a bit surprised when I told her I’d also been over Peter’s knee, and enjoyed it.
Sam went quiet and looked very thoughtful when I explained that I liked to be dominant in the bedroom, but that I had enjoyed being submissive to Peter. I told her that I was bisexual, and that Peter and I enjoyed playing with others, and had in fact, twice got together with other couples in Morocco, and really enjoyed it.
It might have been my openness, or maybe the kif that was now coursing through her – or maybe a combination of both. But it was at this point that Sam told me about Jason, and his fantasies. She explained how her husband wanted her to be with another man, which she said she couldn’t ever do because she lacked the confidence, and how he was always wanting her to spank him, which she couldn’t do because she said she was too submissive herself. Sam game me a very bashful look when she spoke about her own submissiveness. Then she even told me about the time she’d caught her husband wearing her own knickers and stockings, which had been a shock to her.
I was fascinated! And, of course, I immediately saw an opportunity. An opportunity for all of us to have some fun and frolics together. I just needed to work out how to make it happen…
There was no doubt that I found Sam incredibly desirable. Her age, her curvy shape, her naiveté – all of these things made me want her. More than that, now that she had admitted she was sexually submissive, I wanted to take charge of her and show her what opportunities were out there.
I also thought that Peter would be more than happy to fuck her. Peter was my boyfriend and lover, but part of my submission to him was knowing that he fucked other women, and encouraging him to do so. I knew he’d find Sam attractive – for exactly the same reasons I found her attractive.
As for Jason – well, I was pretty sure I could help him fulfil his fantasies. He seemed like a nice enough man in the short time that I’d known him, and I grinned wickedly to myself as I considered how I might play him.
As we left the health club, I took Sam completely by surprise, and kissed her full on the mouth, giving her just a hint of tongue. After a moment’s resistance – mostly due to surprise, I think, she went along with it. When I broke off, I smiled and suggested to her that I should sort something out that might benefit us all. My kiss left her flustered as if it had stirred something inside her.
‘What do you mean, Charlotte?’ She was slowly licking her lips, still tasting our kiss as if unsure it had just happened.
‘Do you trust me, Sam?’
‘Yes, Charlotte, of course I do. I haven’t known you long, but it feels like forever already!’ giggled Sam. The kif had been a good idea.
‘Good. I feel the same way.’ I paused. ‘How would you feel about fulfilling some of your husband’s fantasies…?’
Gobsmacked. Totally gobsmacked! That really was the only way to describe the expression on her face.
‘Er… How do you mean, exactly, Charlotte? I don’t – I don’t want to get anybody into trouble…’
‘Of course not! Look, I’ve seen how you are around Peter…’
‘What? What do you mean?’ She was definitely looking flustered now. I hesitated, the effect of the kif slowing my own thoughts, as well.
I leaned towards Sam and, taking her chin in my hand, whispered in her ear.
‘How would you like to feel Peter’s big cock in you, Sam, and make your husband’s fantasy come true?’
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The following day was mostly tied up with preparations for the cocktail party that evening. One of the benefits of living in Morocco was having domestic staff, so they did all the hard work. Meanwhile, Sam and I caught some rays in the garden whilst discussing things. Peter and Jason were both working at the Embassy and wouldn’t return until about 5pm.
After yesterday, Sam clearly had some worries and reservations about our plans – especially after she’d come down from her kif-induced-high. With the help of a couple of gin and tonics by the pool, I tried to allay her fears.
As Sam lay there in the sun, I couldn’t help myself. I leaned over to her, put one hand on her stomach, the tips of my fingers resting on the top of her bikini bottoms, and kissed her on the mouth again.
‘Don’t worry, Sam. Nobody will do anything to you that you don’t want to happen. You just need to relax a bit, and go with the flow. Peter and I will look after you, I promise.’
As I finished speaking, I slipped my fingers just inside her bikini bottoms and stroked her skin and, at the same time, made contact with her soft pubic hair.
Sam had stopped breathing. We looked into each other’s eyes. Sam looked like the proverbial rabbit in the headlights at my touch. Eventually, I broke away, before my growing attraction for this woman took over. I could see, as I withdrew my fingers, a tiny damp patch on her bikini bottoms. God, I was getting hot!
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The evening was warm, so it was mostly bare legs and short cocktail dresses for the ladies.
I met most of the guests as they arrived, and circulated like a good hostess should. I spent time chatting with everybody, whilst watching Peter and Sam play out their seduction throughout the evening. Just as fun was watching Jason’s reactions. As the evening got into its swing, I went over to talk to him.
‘Everything all right, Jason?’ He jumped, startled by my sudden appearance.
‘Um, yes, sure.’ Pause. ‘Sam seems to be getting on well with Peter, doesn’t she?’
‘Oh yes, well – it’s Peter’s job to get on with everyone, isn’t it? And besides, Sam’s looking ravishing this evening, isn’t she?’
‘Well, yes…’
‘You know Peter always had an eye for the ladies,’ I teased. ‘Better keep an eye on them, or he’ll be in your wife’s knickers before you can say “hotwife!” You wouldn’t want that, would you?’ I laughed.
I could feel Jason’s eyes on me as I wandered away. That should give him something to think about!
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Well, I think it is fair to say that a number of fantasies were becoming fulfilled tonight!
Watching Peter’s seduction of Sam made my horny as fuck! Jason clearly had no idea what to think, and I was enjoying teasing him. Once the other guests had gone, and the four of us had retired to our private quarters, things really started to heat up.
Sam’s revelations the day before really helped. She was right about her husband. Jason was a cuckold waiting to happen! Submissive too – he acquiesced with everything I suggested. It was very easy to distract him!
I wanted to give Peter a chance to move things along a bit, so when the drinks needed refreshing, I stole Jason away for a few minutes. His reaction when we returned was priceless! Peter and Sam were kissing passionately; her glorious tits were now on full display, whilst Peter had his hand between her parted legs. Even as we watched, Peter broke off his kiss and moved his lips to one of Sam’s nipples. She was very clearly enjoying herself!
Jason didn’t know what to do, and I needed to keep him distracted. Fortunately, I’m quite good at that, and his submissive nature made it easy! He was like putty in my little hands.
To be honest, the spectacle unfolding in front of me was too good an opportunity to miss. After I’d sat Jason down next to me on the opposite sofa, I slipped my hand into my panties and started to play with my cunt. I could see Jason out of the corner of my eye, and knew I’d got his attention! My dress was riding up, and I knew he could see exactly what I was doing! Men were so easy sometimes! He was fixated on my pussy. And the power of a woman’s pussy cannot be denied…
Time to have a little fun with him.
My fingers were sticky now, covered with the juices from deep inside me. I turned to Jason, and pushed my fingers towards him.
‘Suck them!’ I ordered. He obediently opened his mouth and I pushed my fingers inside. He was looking at me like a kicked puppy as he sucked the juice from my fingers. I leaned towards him.
‘Why don’t you get your cock out, Jason…’ I whispered.
He froze, and then, after a few moments of indecision, moved to comply. I grinned to myself. This was fun!
He was so malleable that it didn’t take long before he was sitting there with my panties on his head, licking and sniffing the crotch excitedly. His trousers and pants were round his ankles, and his stiff cock was pointing straight up into the air.
I teased him with my fingers, touching him just enough to get him more excited, leaving him desperate for more. I whispered comments about what his wife was doing with Peter, and he groaned, almost shooting his load.
Across the room, Sam was now on her knees, valiantly trying to suck my boyfriend’s giant cock. I laughed gently, as I drew Jason’s attention to what his wife was doing. His eyes nearly popped out of his head.
‘She looks like she’s enjoying that, doesn’t she, Jason? Enjoying sucking your new boss’s cock when she hasn’t sucked yours for – oh, how long is it exactly?’
I smiled wickedly at him, and got a whimper in reply. Sam had given me so much about their relationship – it was cruel, but I couldn’t help myself. I was enjoying his discomfort.
I continued stroking his cock – it wasn’t a bad size to be honest, though nothing compared to Peter’s…
‘Soon, he’s going to fuck Sam with that cock. How does that make you feel, Jason? Hmmm?’
I could feel him start to cum. I immediately let go, watching him spurt a single, huge rope of cum into the air. He groaned, reaching for himself, but I slapped his hand away.
‘I think not!’ I laughed, savouring his face at the orgasm I was ruining for him. Then, feeling very wicked, I fed him his own cum, scooping it up with my fingers, and pushing it into his mouth, making him clean up every drop.
He took it all! Such an obedient little boy!
Looking across at the others, I thought it time they had some privacy. Sam was doing beautifully, but a little more privacy would probably encourage her to go all the way with Peter. I walked over to them, and after kissing Peter full on the mouth, whispered that he ought to take Sam next door to the bedroom. Sam was pretty oblivious – she was slurping on Peter’s throbbing cock, doing her best to get him into her mouth. She was turning into a dirty little slut!
I watched Peter talk quietly to Sam, and they got up and headed to the bedroom. I returned to Jason, who was still sat with my panties on his head. I watched his bewilderment as the others went next door. I saw Sam give Jason a little smile as she went.
‘Peter and Sam want some alone time. I hope that’s alright, Jason?’
Jason’s look of consternation was a picture. Time to bring him back to earth!
I stepped in front of him, and slapped his face.
‘I said, I hope that’s alright, Jason?’
The kicked puppy look was back on his face.
‘Yes – yes, that’s alright…’ Hmm. He didn’t look sure about that at all, but that was only to be expected.
‘You do know what they’re going to do in there, don’t you?’
I could see him swallow, and then he licked his lips.
‘Yes – yes, I know what, they’re going to do.’
‘What are they going to do, Jason?’
I almost felt sorry for him, as I watched the emotions play out on his face. He swallowed again, before he finally answered.
‘Peter’s going to fuck my wife.’
‘Yes, he is.’ Too right he is, lol…
I reflected. I needed to give the two of them a little time to get going next door. Let’s see how else I could tease this ‘almost’ cuckold…
I raised my dress, exposing my naked ginger pussy. Jason’s eyes moved from the bedroom door back to me. I gave him a moment to feast his eyes, then turned around, so that he was now facing my bottom.
‘Kiss it!’ I ordered.
There was a pause, and then I felt Jason tentatively grasp my hips. I felt his mouth as he started to kiss my little bum all over. Really, he was so sweet! I giggled. But enough of that!
‘Kiss my crack, Jason. I want to feel your tongue in between my buttocks! Start at the top and work your way down…’
I could feel his hesitation.
‘Or I am going to have to punish you?’
He gasped in surprise. Good – I was keeping him off-balance. I felt him move closer again, felt his tongue at the top of my crevice, and then felt him kiss and lick me, pulling my buttocks apart, and working his way downwards.
‘That’s it, Jason. Find my little hole. I want to feel you kiss my ring…’
I knew from my conversation with Sam that he liked to do this – and that she rarely let him. I gasped as he found it. Felt him first kiss my anal opening, locking his lips on me, planting little kisses, then felt his tongue start to explore, circling and probing. Oh, yes. Very nice! He did have his uses…
I didn’t want him getting too much of a good thing.
‘Enough! Stand up!’
He pulled his face from my bottom and obediently stood up.
‘Did you enjoy that, Jason? Enjoy putting your tongue in my arse?’
He quietly nodded. Hmmm – he needed to be taught some manners, I think. I slapped him again. Not too hard…
‘I asked if you enjoyed it?’ I put some steel into my voice.
He looked shocked. ‘Yes, Ch – Charlotte – I enjoyed it…’
‘Good. I prefer it when you answer me properly. It shows respect, which I will expect from you from now on. Now, I think we should see how your wife is getting on, don’t you?’ I raised my eyebrows, and he took the hint.
‘Yes, Charlotte.’
I grabbed Jason by his cock and opened the door that led into the bedroom. We were met by a sight that had me opening my own eyes wide in appreciation.
Sam was on our big bed on all fours and Peter was fucking the daylights out of her. I could see his cock pumping in and out, and hear his stomach as it repeatedly slapped loudly into her gorgeous bum. Sam was making a whole range of noises indicating how aroused and excited she was. Even as we watched, I heard my boyfriend grunt and pull on Sam’s hips as he embedded himself in her to the hilt.
I watched as Peter came in Sam’s delicious cunt, filling her with his copious seed. I could see her legs shaking, and Sam’s wails affirmed she was joining him in a noisy and vibrant orgasm.
And I watched as Jason finally became a cuckold – the cuckold he so wanted to be!
The moment seemed to go on forever. Jason’s stunned face as he witnessed his wife cuckolding him so completely. The sheer, naked lust of the participants…
Jason’s cock was rigid in my hand. Peter was finally withdrawing from Sam’s abused pussy. I could hear her begging him to stay inside her; Jason’s tool pulsed in my hand as he heard his wife’s words.
Oh wow – the cum was literally pouring out of Sam’s pussy! Peter must have dumped a huge load in her! It was literally running down her thighs! I looked at Jason and smiled as he saw what I was seeing. I knew exactly what he should do next – but Peter’s words interrupted me.
‘I just came in your wife, Jason – she really needed a good fucking – didn’t you, you horny slut!’ And he slapped her bottom. She yelped, and looking behind her, I could see her eyes open in shock. She hadn’t known we were here! Perfect!
I leaned across to Jason, his cock still in my hand, and whispered in his ear. ‘Look at your lovely wife, Jason – look how excited she got. And look at all the cum Peter’s put in her… I think you need to do something about that, don’t you…? I think you need to clean her up a bit… Why don’t you crawl over there on your knees, and lick up all my boyfriend’s cum? I want to watch you slurp it all up from every bit of your wife you think it might be…It’s the least you can do, now that you are a cuckold…’
Jason looked at me – looked at the certainty in my eyes, and got down on his knees and crawled. I felt that sense of power and triumph, as he did my bidding. Our plan was coming together nicely. Jason was looking like a true submissive, and I thought he would now do anything I suggested.
But I’m not going to talk about what happened to Jason next. To be honest, I don’t think I’m the best one to describe it. I’ll let others do that. I’m getting impatient, and selfishly, I want to play with Samantha. I looked across at her, dripping with cum, and thought God, Sam, I want you!! My turn now!
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