I am a bisexual, active woman who is married to a very loving and giving woman. We have a unique relationship that most don’t understand but that doesn’t matter because we are happy.
Let me tell you about us. As I said, I’m an active woman, I ride a bicycle over 100 miles a week and am an avid rock climber. I’m five foot seven with an athletic build, my best asset is my legs and ass, and my active life has robbed me of large breasts. I wear my hair short and a bit wild to match my personality. When it comes to sex you could say that I’m adventurous and untamed.
Amanda is a hot little mix of American and Portuguese, she has the figure that when we go out to clubs she is an attention getter. Her natural thirty two D breasts are always the center of men’s attention. Her nice rounded ass balances her breasts out. One that loves to be spanked and punished, which suites us just fine being that I have a strong Dominant streak and she has an equally strong submissive streak.
Now what makes us unique is that both of us still love cock. No dildo or vibrator out there will ever replace a nice juicy hard cock, not to mention the feel of a cock in your mouth or pussy as it pulses and fills you with his salty cream.
Last night Amanda and I went to a private Halloween party that was at a friend’s elaborate home. The house is set in the hills of California and affords privacy and a clean safe environment to play in with several bedrooms, a romp room, and a pool. We’ve gone to this couple’s parties in the past and they’ve always been enjoyable. Our neighbors Barb and Bill were also attending the party. They are a couple that shares the same lifestyle as Amanda and me. Bill is Barb’s little cuck, and through the years she has taught me the art of picking Bulls as she calls them. Barb and Bill are equals in everything except the bedroom, where she rules with an iron fist.
The limo came to pick us all up around seven to take us to the party; we knew that none of us would be in much condition to be driving with all the fucking and drinking that would be going on at the party. Barb was dressed as a gothic witch, all in black and heavy black makeup, her alabaster legs showed above her stockings as she sat in the limo seat. Bill was dressed as a Scott with the kilt and all. Amanda was dressed as a black cat a hood covered her face and nailed gloves embraced her hands. The only skin showing, were her bright red lips and opal blue eyes, the rest covered in a stretchy skin tight material. I was dressed as Trinity, all in leather my short hair slicked back tight to my head we made quiet the scene getting into the car.
Bill being the dutiful cuck served all of us champagne in the car on the way to the party. When accepting her drink Amanda gave a groan and shifted in her seat. Looking at me with a twinkle in her eye Barb asked, “Heather you devil what have you done to poor Amanda to make her squirm so much?”
Smiling over my glass I stroke Amanda’s leg, “Show her baby.”
With that Amanda carefully set her glass down and turned around onto her knees reaching between her spread legs she pulled on the hidden zipper that exposes her shaved smooth sex pot. Reaching up she grabs her tail and with a loud moan tugs it a bit. Barb gasped as she saw that the tail of Amanda’s costume was attached to a black plug that is firmly in place in her tight little ass. Brushing Amanda’s hand away, I stroked her upturned ass, tugged, and pushed on her tail fucking her tight little ring with the wide section of the plug. The limo was rapidly filled with Amanda’s sexy smell. The stimulation and anticipation of the party are too much for Amanda; she gave a shudder as she came her pussy juices freely flowed down her bare thighs and down the legs of her costume.
“Bill be a good boy and go over there and clean her up so she doesn’t stain her lovely costume,” Barb directed him.
“Yes, Ma’am”, setting down his drink he knelt before Amanda’s upturned ass, and starting at her thighs licked up all of her drooling love nectar. Being a skilled pussy licker he had her cleaned and zipped back up in no time.
Returning to his seat I caught sight of something under his kilt. Using my booted foot I nudged his closed legs wide, he tried to hide by pushing his kilt down between his legs, his face turning red. “Bill”, that single word caused his hands to snap away from my persistent foot. Sipping my champagne I lifted his kilt seeing that he was not wearing any under shorts, as tradition would have it. In their place he had a cock cage.
“I ordered it from Europe, it’s called the CB2000.” Lifting his kilt out of the way and pushing his thighs farther apart, Barb showed us in detail the device that she had Bill in. It was made out of a hardened plastic; his little cock and balls are trapped and locked in the cage. Reaching between her ample breasts she showed us the key that locked it in place. “See he can’t get hard or touch himself. It keeps him in such control.”
The entire time Bill was turning a bright red from all the attention and humiliation. “I got it for his birthday, and he’s been in it since. The only time I’ve let him out is when I’ve put this on him," she said holding up a small, rubber, custom-made cock ring.
“Sometimes when I’m really horny and one of my bulls isn’t available, I let him out and put his ring on so he can fuck my tight little ass with his little cocklett. Then I make him fuck my pussy with that black dildo that you got us for Christmas.”
I smiled at Barb admiring the control that she has over her cuck. Amanda looked up from her glass. “Barb wasn’t Bill’s birthday the third?” she asked. Grinning Barb nodded reaching down she showed us his full bloated balls. “Twenty eight days of pent up frustration.” Bill moaned feeling her toying hands on his supersensitive balls caused his cock to try to grow painfully in the cock cage.
The conversation made the trip go quickly; we soon pulled up to the large house. The party was already in full swing; entering the house there were witches, devils, cats, pirates, and wenches and there was even a baby. We walked around a bit. Bill dutifully got us drinks. Amanda decided that she was going to play her cat roll to the hilt and got down on her hands and knees. She started to mingle that way, moving from couple to couple to see who she could entice, pressing her body against legs as she moved her ass up in the air wiggling about. She quickly had multiple men and women petting her. Barb and I laughed at the show she was making.
She went up to a woman dressed as a Schoolgirl and started to purr and crawl around her, moving behind the woman Amanda pressed her face up under the short skirt. Without missing a beat the woman just leaned over and moaned grabbing the arm of the football player in front of her. Gasping she cried, “Honey she’s licking my ass, OHHHHHHH god her tongue’s up my ass, baby.” Amanda had her arms wrapped around the woman’s thighs as she licked and lapped at her.
