All characters in this fictional tale are 18

A bisexual adventure

As guys go, I'm pretty average straight across the board. I have never considered myself to be passive, but I knew, I was no hero either. Which explains why most days, I'm sitting here in shame watching my boss fuck my wife in his large bed.

Hearing her moans of passion, watching her face in pure ecstasy, witnessing my boss do things to her she would never let me do is very demoralizing . I persevere through it all and do my duty of fetching them water and sandwiches to keep them hydrated and energized.

Today was a little different and by different I mean after driving my wife to my boss's huge house,, not only did he have a new slutty outfit for my wife to wear, but a pink cock cage for me.

I stared at it for the longest time,, confused. My wife was already proudly dressed in her black, full waist garter leather sex harness. The slap she landed across my face really stung. It took a moment for my vision to reset, but once it did, my fingers shakily reached for the cage and put it on.

Thats when I noticed my other accessories. I was also to put on the collar and the leash, and the nipple clamps. I wasnt sure what my boss had planned today, but I was not looking forward to it. It was humiliating enough I had to drive my wife to his home for his sexual pleasures , but now I had to play dress up with them too.

My wife orders me to get on all fours as she attaches the collar and leash, before she jumps on my back and rides me into my boss's bedroom where he is sitting in his plush armchair, wearing nothing but a robe waiting for us. I try to turn towards my usual corner, but my wife directs me to where my boss is sitting , face-to-face with his already hardening cock.

Again , I'm confused and I begin contemplating my life and how I got to this point. One good thwack from the leather leash on my bare ass, and I redirect my focus. My wife orders me to prepare our Alpha's cock.

I have never had a cock in my mouth before.. I tried my best.. I could smell his musty scent.. It was like warm leather. The tip of his head was warm, soft and kind of salty. Shamefully I loved the way it felt on my lips. It was liked it belonged there. His precum all over my lips, some of it clinging to my mustache as I rubbed his cock all over my face, before sucking his staff into my mouth.

His cock was a bit too much to take in at first. I tried to get acclimated to his size, but my wife was impatient as she pushed my head fully down on his cock. Gagging, choking, and struggling to breathe as he wraps his legs around my neck as he enjoys my body spasms as my throat tries to adjust to being stretched by the presence of his enormous cock.

Arcs of spittle flying from my mouth as my head jerks upward as he releases his hold, only to have the process repeat over and over again until, I could feel warm ropes of cum coating my throat and dripping into my belly. My wife was completely aroused, she left my back to sit on the edge of the bed, her legs wide waiting for me to lap up her juices.

My tongue sliding along her pussy walls, massaging all of her folds and creases as I serviced her slit. She held my head tightly as her hips rose to fuck my face. Meanwhile my boss's cock was ready for round two.

On my knees,, my head buried between my wife's legs. I feel my boss pulling my wife further onto the bed, dragging me with her. Honestly I was grateful to have my knees on the soft mattress , instead of the hardwood floor.

It was foolish of me to think they were doing this for my benefit.. Especially, when I felt my boss behind me.. My head was trapped between my wife's legs,, my ass being propped up in the air by my boss.. I could feel a warm wetness between my cheeks and my boss's fingers entering my hole, his thumb strumming against my gooch. The sensations causing me to moan like a bitch in my wife's pussy.

That was all he needed to hear to upgrade me from fingers, to his thick pulsating cock. I wasnt ready, he didn't care. I was there for his pleasure. I was his hole to take when and however he wanted. My weak struggles and pathetic muffled pleas went unnoticed as his tip strained to gain entry I to my clenched hole. A few swift whacks on my ass cheeks, my pucker opened up and my boss harvested my cherry.

His thick cock stretched me wide as it filled my tunnel. As the pain subsided the friction sending incredible sensations through my nerve endings as it brushed against my prostate. It was that moment I realized my whore wife wasn't his slut, I was. My hips bucking against him as I tried to milk my master's cock inside of me.

My male pussy belonged to him.. My male pussy craved to be anointed with his seed. My cock straining in its cage begging to be released. Beet red from head to toe, as I realized how quickly I had adapted to being my boss's bitch. Well, all things considered, I was already his bitch. I guess I just graduated to cocksleeve.