And For Dessert?

By Ardor

Chapter 1

“Eric, I think you should get undressed and serve us our coffee naked,” Olivia said to me with a cheerful smile.

I was so stunned by that command that all I could say was, “Huh?”

This was supposed to be a quiet evening out with my wife and a close friend of ours. We were supposed to go out for dinner, catch each other up with what’s been going on in our lives and come back to our place for dessert. I wasn’t expecting this. Especially with a woman we both considered such a close friend.

Hell, Kayla was practically family.

I had no doubt that Olivia had told Kayla something of our sex life. How much Olivia had told Kayla I was never sure of but I’d seen the two of them talking from time to time. I’d come into a room and catch them whispering to each other. They’d both stop talking when they saw me. The knowing smiles, or a giggle from Kayla, were enough to tell me what they’d been talking about.

As a submissive husband I knew it wasn’t my place to ask what they were up to. It certainly wasn’t my place to tell them what they could and couldn’t talk about. A little part of me was even proud that Olivia felt she could brag about me to a friend.

Olivia and I had never done anything like this in front of another person though. Our domination and submission play had always been a private thing. I guess that was about to change.

A little stunned I looked at Kayla to see what she had thought about this. All I saw on her face was an amused smile.

“You heard me boy, I want you to strip and I want you to do it right now,” Olivia said in a commanding tone.

Boy was one of our code words. Olivia only used it when she was in a dominant mood. She used it so often when we played that it immediately put me in a submissive frame of mind.

“Y-yes Ma’am,” I said as I started to undress.

We were in the living room. The two women sat down as I pulled my shirt over my head. Olivia sat in her big over stuffed chair and Kayla sat on the couch.

“Ooh, yes Ma’am, I like that, very respectful,” Kayla said with a huge grin.

“Thank you,” Olivia said as she smiled proudly at Kayla, “I’ve trained him to be very polite and respectful.” Then Olivia looked at me and asked, “How will you refer to Kayla for the rest of the evening boy?”

After I had pulled my shirt off over my head I let it fall to the floor and said, “As Ma’am or Ms. Kayla.”

“That’s right, good boy,” Olivia said proudly.

“And what do we call him?” Kayla asked.

“We can call him anything we like, boy, pet, slut, ass licker, tongue boy,” Olivia said casually.

I had kicked off my shoes by now and had come to the difficult task of undoing my pants. I looked over at Kayla quickly. Her eyes were focused on my hands as they held the waistband of my pants. When she saw that I hesitated Kayla looked up into my eyes.

A smile spread across her face and then she raised her eyebrows as if to say, “Well, we’re waiting.”

This was weird for me. Up until that point I had only thought of Kayla as a friend. Now she was about to see me, not only naked but, as Olivia’s submissive. It was embarrassing, humiliating and an incredible turn on.

“Let’s go boy, finish undressing. Ms. Kayla and I want to see some dick. Don’t we Kayla?”

“Huh? Oh, yes, I wanna see some dick. Get those pants off boy,” Kayla said as she got into the game.

I unbuttoned my pants and pushed them and my underwear down. Then I stepped out of them and stood there naked and hard. Kayla looked me up and down, paused at my cock, and then said, “Nice.”

“Yes, he is,” Olivia said proudly. “Come here boy,” Olivia ordered as she moved to the edge of her seat and held out her hand to me.

I walked over to Olivia. She spread her legs and pulled me between them. She hugged me to her and said, “He’s the very best boy ever.” Olivia looked up at me and said, “I love him, respect him and none of his dirty little ways could ever change the way I feel about him.” Then she spanked me once on the ass, hard, and continued, “Even if he’s a very naughty boy.”

Olivia grabbed my ass and squeezed the cheek she had just spanked. My hard cock was pressed between our bodies. Olivia’s thumb was so close to my asshole. As she squeezed my ass I could feel the cool air from the air conditioner blow over it.

I looked over at Kayla again to see what her reaction to all this was. She smiled happily and then blew me a kiss. I could clearly see that her nipples poked through her blouse as she sat there and looked at me. Out of nowhere Olivia spanked me a few more times. Then she squeezed my well spanked cheek again but this time she brushed her thumb over my asshole.

My eyes widened and I breathed in sharply. Olivia knew how much I loved to have my ass played with. It had been one of our biggest secrets up until that moment. There I stood, naked in front of one of our best friends, while my wife teased my asshole.

“What are you doing to him over there?” Kayla asked as she looked at the expression on my face.

Olivia looked up at me and said, “Tell her boy. Tell her exactly when I’m doing to you.”

“M-Ms. Olivia is teasing my, asshole,” I said.

“Really?” Kayla asked with a smile. “I’ve heard that you like that kind of stuff a lot.”

“Y-you have?” I asked nervously.

Olivia looked up at me and asked, “Why don’t you tell tell Ms. Kayla one of your favorite submissive activities?”

I looked down at Olivia questioningly who reassuringly said, “It’s all right you can tell her.”

I looked at Kayla and said, “I like to lick and suck Ms. Olivia’s asshole.”

Kayla’s eyes went wide, her mouth dropped open and then she giggled at me. Olivia leaned up against me and started to laugh. When she could control herself she said, “No, your other favorite pastime, you silly little slut.”

Then she poked her finger into my asshole in order to make her point clear.

“Oh,” I said as I blushed two shades redder, “I, um, really like for Ms. Olivia to use her strap-on on me.”

“Really?” Kayla asked with an excited grin.

“Yes Ma’am,” I said shyly.

“In fact, that’s exactly why you’re naked right now,” Olivia said as she stroked my asshole with her finger.

“It is?” I asked hesitantly.

“Well, yes, Olivia and I were talking the other day about strap-on sex.”

“Remember when I brought you home that nice new toy to play with?” Olivia asked me.

“Y-yes,” I said my heart pounding in my chest.

“Kayla was with me when I picked it out.”

“Oh God,” I thought.

They were both in an adult store? Did they look at sex toys and talk about me? I looked from Olivia to Kayla and then back to Olivia again. I have to admit I was in a little bit of a panic. I wasn’t sure what was about to happen. OK, I pretty much knew what was about to happen but I wasn’t sure what it would really mean for me.

On one hand this was too exciting to believe. Kayla was a friend though and now I could only imagine what she thought of me. Would we still be able to be friends? Then through my panic I heard Olivia’s voice.

“Boy, kneel in front of me.”

The familiar sound of Olivia’s commanding voice was something I knew how to react to. I quickly dropped to my knees and looked up at her submissively. She caressed my cheek softly and said, “Relax, everything is going to be fine. Isn’t it Kayla?”

“Of course it is, this doesn’t change how I feel about you in the least,” she said as I turned to look at her. “In fact, it makes me like you even more.”

“It does?” I asked feeling a little better about the whole situation.

“Of course it does. I mean, let’s be honest here, I could tell from the moment I met you that you weren’t the typical domineering, obnoxiously macho type of guy. I just didn’t know how different you were until Olivia and I started talking.”

“Friends will talk,” Olivia said with a shrug.

I swallowed hard and then looked at Kayla as she said, “The thing I don’t get, no matter how many times Olivia tells me about it, is what she gets out of strap-on sex.”

“I’ve tried to explain to her why I enjoy it as much as I do. I’ve tried to tell her how how exciting it is to see you writhe underneath me as I sink my cock deep into your ass. Or what a turn on it is to watch you kneel between my legs and suck on my cock but I can never get the point across,” Olivia said with a shrug.

“I just don’t get it,” Kayla said with a frustrated look.

“So, I finally realized that the only way she’d ever really understand is if she experienced it for herself. And who would be better for her first time than someone she knows, trusts and who just happens to be one of the biggest ass sluts I know.”

“Me?” I asked just to be sure.

Olivia smiled wickedly and shook her head yes.

I looked from Olivia to Kayla. Then I looked back to Olivia again. I wasn’t sure what to think. Olivia and I don’t have an open relationship. We’ve always been monogamous. I couldn’t help but wonder if this was some kind of test or something.

“But we’ve never-”

“Look,” Olivia said as she interrupted me with a smile, “this isn’t a trick sweetie. There are some ground rules but I am basically giving my OK to this. Kayla wants to fuck you. She has my permission to fuck you. Do you want to be fucked by her?”

I looked from Olivia to Kayla. Kayla looked good that night. Of course it didn’t hurt that Olivia had reached down between my legs and had started to stroke my cock. When Kayla blew me a kiss I looked back at Olivia, got ready for the worst to happen, and said, “Yes, I want her to fuck me.”

Olivia smiled at me, squeezed my cock, pulled my head towards hers with her other hand and kissed me slowly. When she broke the kiss, her face still close to mine, she said, “Now I want you to crawl over to Kayla and beg her to fuck you. We need to get her into a dominant frame of mind so I want you to be at your submissive best. Do you understand me?”

“Yes Ma’am.”

“Good boy,” Olivia said before she kissed me again. “Now get over there and humiliate yourself.”

“Y-yes Ma’am.”

I turned and looked at Kayla. I could tell by the look on her face that she was enjoying herself. That made it easier and more difficult for me all at the same time. I enjoy pleasing so seeing her happy made it easier for me to continue.

Of course I also knew that I was going to have to crawl over to her and kneel naked before her. That made it harder for me. She was a friend who up until minutes ago saw me as an equal. She was about to get an intimate, first hand, knowledge of who I really was. A naked submissive husband who got turned on by being humiliated sexually. Nothing could ever really be the same again. It was ego crushing and had me so turned on all at the same time that I could barely breathe.

The chair and couch Olivia and Kayla sat on were positioned around a heavy wooden coffee table. Olivia had that table specially made. It was just the right height, it was made of thick, solid, planks of wood that could hold my weight, the legs were constructed so that they could be used as tie downs and it was coated in layers of polyurethane so that it could easily be washed and disinfected.

In short it was the perfect piece of sex furniture and it was smack dab in the middle of our living room. In the past Olivia had tied me down to it and teased me for what seemed like hours. She’s bent me over it and fucked me. She’s even made me get up on it and perform for her. The polyurethane surface made it the perfect place to stick dildos with suction cups on their bases.

Olivia usually found a subtle way to remind me of that whenever we had company over. A little hint or a word here and there and I felt like I was naked in front of all our friends. Of course this time I actually was naked in front of one of our friends.

I crawled around the coffee table and knelt in front of Kayla. My standard kneeling position was seated on my heels, arms behind my back and knees spread as wide as possible. My hard cock pointed up at her. The tip was wet and shiny with pre-come. I was completely on display for her emotionally as well as physically.

I looked up at her submissively. I wasn’t sure what to say. As I felt her eyes scan over my naked body I felt more exposed and vulnerable than I had in a long time. I had submitted to Olivia on a daily basis, almost since the day we met, but this was new, unexpected and with someone I never expected to know my secret.

Kayla looked at me. Then her eyes darted over to Olivia. They seemed to hesitate over there for a second but when Kayla looked back at me she leaned down and kissed me. Her hand went between my legs, brushed down the length of my cock and cupped my balls. Then she squeezed them firmly. Not hard enough to hurt, it actually felt really good, but she squeezed me just hard enough to let me know who was in charge.

She fondled and squeezed my balls as we made out. Then her hand went lower. It slipped behind my balls until her fingers touched my asshole. I moaned into her mouth as she teasingly rubbed her fingers around my asshole.

“You really do like that don’t you?” Kayla asked between kisses. “You just love having that boy pussy of yours played with don’t you?”

“Oh God, yes,” I moaned.

Kayla kissed me again, pressed her finger against my asshole and then asked, “So you really do want me to stick my big rubber cock up your ass?”

I looked up at her and shook my head yes.

“Uh uh,” she said with a smile, “I wanna hear the words.”

“M-Ms. Kayla, I want you to stick your big rubber cock up my ass, please,” I begged.

“Such a good little boy. I think I’m beginning to see what Olivia likes so much about this,” Kayla said as she leaned down to kiss me again.

Her tongue slid in my mouth as her fingers continued to tease my asshole. I moaned quietly in eager desperation. Kayla took her tongue out of my mouth and then gently bit my lower lip. She pulled back softly until my lip slipped from between her teeth. Then she took her hand off me, sat back and said, “Turn around, bend over the coffee table and and show me your boy pussy. I wanna see it before I fuck it.”

I looked at her for a second and then did as she asked. As I turned around, and got ready to bend over the coffee table, I locked eyes with Olivia, my wife. She wore jeans that night. A sexy pair of tight, form fitting jeans. She had a leg over each arm of the chair and the top button of those jeans were undone. They were unzipped all the way and her hand was stuffed down them.

Olivia was playing with her pussy as she watched her naked husband and her best friend make out.

I bent over the table as I continued to look directly at my wife. She looked so fucking sexy spread out over that chair as she played with herself.

I was so busy drooling over my wife that I was surprised when Kayla spanked me sharply and said, “Spread those cheeks slut, I can’t see a thing.”

Olivia giggled at me as I reached back for my ass with both hands. I spread my cheeks for Kayla and it really seemed to turn Olivia on even more. The look on her face went from a laughing smile to a serious look of lust.

“He is a slut, a dirty little slut that will spread himself for any woman I bring home,” Olivia said in a ragged breathy tone.

“Yeah? Well let’s see how far this slut will go,” Kayla said.

Then I heard the telltale sound of the top of a tube of lube being opened.

“I’ve been told that you really love being fingered. Is that true slut?” Kayla asked me.

“Yes Ms. Kayla it’s true,” I said as I looked over my shoulder at her and squeezed my asshole closed in anticipation.

“Oh, my, God, did you just wink your asshole at me? Do it again,” Kayla ordered in an excited tone of voice.

I squeezed my asshole open and closed again a few times. Kayla stared right at my asshole as I performed for her. Then she giggled, looked at Olivia and asked, “Can he do any other tricks?”

“Yes but they require you to be naked,” Olivia said with a laugh.

“Do any of them involve my asshole and his tongue?”

“Hey,” Olivia said with a shrug, “don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.”

“Yeah, but isn’t it kinda, icky?” Kayla asked as she made an unpleasant face.

“Not after he washes you. When he’s done you’re so clean back there it’s practically sterile and you’d be surprised how nice it feels.”

“When he washes you or when he licks you?” Kayla asked.

“Both actually,” Olivia said with a chuckle. Then Olivia looked at me while she spoke to Kayla. “You should see his face when you allow him to really look at you down there, worshipful. It’s really a rush.”

“Really?” Kayla asked as she rubbed a well lubed finger over my asshole.

I breathed in sharply and made a whiny little moan the moment Kayla’s finger touched my asshole.

“Then we’ll have to be sure to introduce your tongue to my asshole sometime soon,” Kayla said as she rubbed her finger around in circles and then gently pushed it inside me.

“Oh God,” I moaned in a quiet breathy voice.

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