Oral Isn't Cheating 08: Bad Girls

"Oral Isn't Cheating: Bad Girls"...

[In previous chapters of this story, I described how my beautiful, buxom wife Cassie and I watched recordings of the 4 blowjobs she gave to our neighbor George in exchange for renting us his gigantic house on the cheap. To preserve our marriage, pregnant Cassie has agreed to be my "love slave", engage in threesomes with me and other women, and confess the details of how she "had to" use her oral skills on a number of other men. So, without telling her, I met up with, and fucked, her best friend Jeri, who's also the girlfriend of our neighbor. I've just returned home from that encounter to find my wife Cassie... gone.]

We soap and wash and rinse and dry. While Jeri blow-dries her hair, I dress. Then I watch her; nude, unashamed, flaunting her sexy young athletic body at me. She was a fucking blonde nuclear bombshell. And in a few hours, my wife Cassie and I will light her fuse, watch her sizzle and make her explode, as we fuck her hard in our king-size bed, in our Sugar Shack, on the dead-end street. Maybe I'll record it for posterity. I've seen a bit of Jeri on camera, and the camera absolutely loves Jeri.

I kiss Jeri goodbye, and we do some final plotting regarding Cassie. We agree, this morning is our secret. We sketch out some alibis, just in case my wife's "Nympho-Braniac" female intuition fires up again. And I'm off. Back to see my wanton winsome wifey.

As I drive back home, my mind roams and wanders. George has been very generous to us all. Whenever we go out, he never lets me pick up the check. He lavishes us with gifts and hospitality in his home. But George has been lying about his job to impress us; make us think he's sophisticated, savvy, important. Jeri said her mom lies to manipulate people. Something is amiss. And that something is... "A Miss" Cassie, my cheating spouse who is busy right now preparing for our first threesome.

But when I get home, Miss Cassie is... gone.

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #1

"Your Mother Should Know" - The Beatles (1967)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "... All Of It. Everything.")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 11:45am

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I freak. I texted her earlier this morning to "stay put". And I'm her Master, right? So, where the fuck is she?

Cassie's bi-polar. Could she have had a depressive episode? With the fighting, conflict and shame of the last few days, it's possible that she's crashing.

I check the "Finder" app on my phone. She's not sharing her location. I text her "I'm home. Where are you?". No reply. I start to panic.

Maybe... she ran off with George? Fuck! Could she actually be in love with him? If she did run away, she didn't take much. Her suitcase is in the closet. Her sock and underwear drawers are a mess but look full. As I open them, I find a small key on a vintage "Lancelot Link, Secret Chimp" keychain. It's to her grandfather's trunk; it's at the foot of our bed. She keeps mementos in there, stuff from childhood. And sex toys. I put the key in my pocket.

I think about all those stories, about her performing oral sex on strangers. That stuff did not make any sense. Cassie's not a prude, but I can't accept that she's the whore she made herself out to be yesterday. I just don't believe she's capable of such casual, spontaneous, flagrant infidelity. But... George happened, so... what do I know?

Jeri said women get bored. Did Cassie get bored? Does our sex life bore her? Do I bore her? How can that be? We've only been married for a few years. And we're in love. Aren't we?

I want to call my Mom. I really, really, really want to call my Mom.

But I can't tell her all this. But I could call my other mom. Rhonda, my work mom. My MILF!

She was in Jeri's porn collection; that's a flagrant sign that I should contact her, right?

Rhonda: "Rand! Hi Honey! I'm at the airport waiting to board my flight back home. I had a nice visit with Wendy." [her daughter] "What's up, Youngblood?"

Me: "Rhonda. Do you... have a few minutes to talk? I need to talk."

And I talk. I tell her all of it; (almost) everything.

I tell her about Cassie's oral-fest with George (but not about his big dick), and the house, the sex slave stuff, the "hall-pass" she gave me, the other men, and of course, the baby.

Rhonda: "Oh that's awful! Cassie cheated on you? I'm so sorry! Are you okay, baby boy?"

And I cry. I weep. I can't hold it in anymore. I cry to my MamaMILF.

I tell her about what Jeri and I did. I know I shouldn't, but I do. I need to. And I tell her about the video that she's in; the one Jeri wouldn't let me watch.

Rhonda: "Haha! Interesting! I would have been OK with you watching it. It's one of the better ones I've made. That blonde girl, Jeri, is smoking HOT."

"Rand, baby, you know that I've been through something similar. And YOU helped me! Helped me adapt. I wish I could be there for you, right now, to comfort you, like you did for me. My plane lands at four. So, call me tonight, or tomorrow, if you want to meet up. Please. Anytime. Anywhere. And Rand, I'm glad that you know that I'm Bi now. I've wanted to tell you for a long time, Youngblood. I've wanted to share that... with you."

"This cheating stuff; you'll get past it, if you want to. Focus on the good things; the baby and the sexual freedom you'll have. That's what I do. My husband's cheating opened up a new world for me. A world where I found you... and true love! And excitement! We've gone our separate ways but, I still think of you, very fondly. And very often. Lots of couples are open nowadays. Like my niece Dian and her guy. So, this may be a blessing in disguise. Sounds like Cassie's sorry; and she's bending over backwards trying to make it up to you. Maybe tonight, after she makes it with Jeri for you, you'll feel better, my lovely baby boy."

Rhonda's plane is boarding, so she has to say goodbye (before I get to ask about her bad girl niece Dian's open relationship!).

I sign off with "Have a safe flight. And Rhonda... I Love You."

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #2

"The Seeker" - The Who (1971)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "The Notebooks Of Revelation")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 12:10pm

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I wipe the tears from my eyes and sit and think. I know Cassie sucked off George, but those other stories have enough holes to fill the Albert Hall (as Cassie would say). I decide to go on the internet and do some research (in "incognito" mode, of course).

First, "the band". The rock stars, Theo and Cole. I go to the group's Wikipedia page. I check the "Personal History" of the man Cassie claimed to have orally copulated with. His real name is not "Theo" and his bandmate's real name isn't "Cole". And "Theo" didn't grow up in Cassie's hometown. And "Cole" is not English. Huh. WTF?

And the band they supposedly opened for (after Theo supposedly opened his fly and filled Cassie's mouth), "Fugazi"... they haven't toured since 2002. And "Fugazi" means... FAKE.

I Google the ball player that Cassie claimed to have let feel her tits during her bachelorette weekend. He moved to Australia with his new young wife a year before Cassie was in Vegas. Never got the CEO's real name, so couldn't check that. But the actor Cassie claimed to have sucked off three times was married at the time, not divorced. And he's still married.

I look up Gayle. Her LinkedIn page says she lives outside the USA. So, at least that part's true. And the restaurant? I don't know the name, so I have no search criteria.

But finally... Cassie's DWI stop. I find the manila folder that we keep in our filing cabinet, containing the documents related to my arrest. There's no "Officer Isaac" mentioned on any form. There's a blurb that said a patrol officer with the first name of "Indya" escorted Cassie to the hospital where they set my ankle. You can never tell these days but I'm pretty sure that "Indya" is the name of a female.

I don't want to do this next thing, but I have to. Cassie keeps journals. Personal journals. We both do; they're not actual "diaries"; they're just records of important events, feelings and thoughts. So, uh, yeah, I guess you'd call them "diaries". And Cassie's are in that old trunk. But we swore to one another that we'd NEVER invade each other's privacy by reading them.

We also swore to be faithful to each other, so...

I open it with the Lancelot Link key. I find a spiral bound "Hello Kitty" notebook marked "Aug/Sept 2019". I quickly find the entry for August 20th; the day Cassie got into Theo's car.

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #3

"Shotgun" - JR Walker And The All-Stars (1965)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Love Is The Drug (reformulated): Re-Make / Re-Model")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 12:20pm

[journal entry: Tuesday 08/20/2019 (Cassie in Theo's car)]

"Had a real live date today! First ever! Saw Theo (the cute one; the guitar one) at the library. He was alone with no pretty girls hanging all over him. I said hello and that I really liked his music and I'm eighteen now. I said he had a nice car, and he told me all about how fast it goes. I forget what kind. A "Dodger Charge-It", maybe? Pretty sure he said it has a cylinder engine. He said "Want to smoke on a joint?" And I said "like on a date?" and he said, yes, it would be a date in his car and I said DEAL! But I said I never smoked a pot before. So, WE WENT ON A DATE! We sat in his car and talked. He sparked up (lit with a match) the "weed". He told me he would use a shotgun method of getting me to inhale the smoke. He leaned in close to me and put his hand on me by my bosoms just like Mom and Cousin Lizbeth said that guys will do if you give them a chance. I was ready to swat his hand, if necessary. But he didn't squeeze anything. He blew his stinky smoke cloud breath at me a few times, and I breathed it. I thought he would try to kiss me, but instead he touched my thigh, real close to my YOU KNOW WHAT! I was ready to scream but then a cop drove by, and he got scared and extinguished his joint cigarette. I told him "Thanks" but I should go home now."

"Theo asked for a kiss goodbye and another date, and I said I don't think we should kiss on the first date but I would have another date with him some day and then I might even give him two kisses (maybe, if we fall in love and if he doesn't have MONO). When I got home, I looked at Grandpa's sex cards and magazines. The women are pretty and proud to show their sexy bodies. I wish I was like that. The pictures made me excited, so I played with my vagina button and had a big orgasm. I pinched my booby nipples too. I'm BAD!"

[end of journal entry: 08/20/2019]

Soooo... no promise to blow Theo (twice). No cop busting Theo. No walking home, crying. Theo had a "Dodge Charger" (I suppose), not an Eldorado. And... Cassie likes fapping hard to pictures of nude women? Huh. And Liz is "Lizbeth". OK.

The next entry I read was September 21st, 2019, the day we met.

[journal entry: Saturday 09/21/2019 (Cassie and I meet)]

"Today I saw the most handsomest man in the world. I had love at first sight times a million. He looks like Thor from the Avenger movie I watched with Lizbeth last month. I told Sheena and she pointed to a guy walking across campus and said "Him? Rand?" and it was him! She said she knows him so let's go talk to him and I should ask him out cause he doesn't have a girlfriend right now but he will soon cause he is HOT and a real catch (a "stud muffin" she said). I was too SCARED. So, she went by herself while I hid behind a Quaking Aspen tree. When she came back, she said she told Rand (I love his name!) that a bunch of people would be hanging out at the coffee house tonight and that he should come. And she said I should be there too and talk to him. So, I did! We did! We talked at the coffee house! I was real nervous, at first. But when he looked at me, I felt calm. And wet (down there)!"

"He was NEAT-O! He has a deep voice, broad shoulders, chest and arm muscles, and he's smart. And a song came on the radio right then and there called "Today I Met The Boy I'm Gonna Marry" by Darlene Love (released 1963). Was that a SIGN!!?? I hope so! But Rand is NOT a boy! He's a MAN! And he asked me out on a real date! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU, Pretty Sheena! I will name my baby after you if Rand likes your name. I'm praying that Rand likes me and falls in love with me." [heart with Rand + Cassie in it]

[end of journal entry: 09/20/2019]

Oh, Cassie. Cassie baby. You were so young. So fucking lovely. I had love at first sight too, times a million billion. How did we end up like this?

I need to hurry. Cassie could come home any minute (I hope). I find the next journal; a Rugrats notebook. I find "October 5" (my birthday) and in much larger letters, the words "SPECIAL DAY", with stars and hearts and lightning bolts around them.

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #4

"Cool Jerk" - The Capitols (1966)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Touch Me (retouched): Love Her Madly")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 12:30pm

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[journal entry: Saturday 10/05/2019]

"It's Rand's birthday! I did something special for him today. But first, this morning, at the coffee house, I saw that "Mysterious Stranger" again! He eyed me up and down as always. I think he likes me! He smiled at me, in a "I WANT YOUR BODY!" way. He's no Rand but he's very very cute. I checked him out back (for fun) and noticed that his jeans were so tight that I could see the outline of his "penis". It looked BIG and THICK. It must have been erectioned from looking at me. Swollen like Rand's after I show him my boobies. Being lustily surveilled like that by a handsome man with a big you-know-what got me feeling like I better seal the deal with Rand and become his wife or who knows what might happen! Men are leering at me! They want to pinch me on my round bottom and invite me up to their penthouses to show me their etchings. A ring on my finger would let them know that I am spoken for and NOT an easy Tramp (as in "HANDS OFF THE MERCHANDISE, Buster!"). I gotta get busy and convince my Viking to propose before I get accosted by a masher."

"But back to the coffee house and the Mysterious Stranger. A Doors song was on the radio. "Touch Me". I like Jim Morrison (note: I should get Rand some leather pants). So, Mysterious Stranger gets his coffee, and he's walking out the door, and he turns to me and says "Looks like there's gonna be a shower!" And you'll see later... that was a SIGN!"

"So, rewind the story to before I left to go meet Rand the Man. My friend Sheena helped me learn how to "head" a penis. How to give an oral. First, Sheena held her finger out for me to practice on. "Kiss it, Casserole" she said. "Casserole" is her pet name for me. She says cause she's like to EAT ME. Isn't that cute? So, I kissed it. "Now lick" she said. So, I did that too. "Suck it" she said, "But not too hard". So, I did it and Sheena moaned like a guy would (if her finger was his boner stick). Then she got a cucumber that was very big, she said, just like Rand's thing. She pretended to be Rand. Stood in front of me and held the cucumber like it was coming out of her crotch (like a hard you-know-what thing on a man does), but pointing downward, not up. She said I would have to make Rand's thing stick straight up by showing my tits (breasts). So, I took off my shirt and bra. Sheena said most guys would get real large erections from looking at my boobies (breasts) cause they are nice. Awww! Sweet! Sheena asked if she could touch them (like the Doors song!). I said OK and she did."

"I said she should take off her top and bra too, so it's not weird. Sheena has a nice body with big ones (but smaller than mine). A way to get the guy really super hard, she said, is to lick and suck your own nipples while they watch; "like this" she said and sucked her own breast nipples. I did it too and asked "like this?" and Sheena said I was doing it perfectly and Rand will love it. She stroked the big cucumber and made it point upwards like a real penis erection! "See what you did?" she said. Then she told me to kneel down and open my mouth and let her "make love to my pretty face". She said that's what Rand wants me to do: be submissive and obedient. But she told me not to do anything I don't want to do, ever. I said I'd really like to be submissive and obedient to Rand, and today she was pretending to be Rand, so I want to blowjob her (I didn't tell her that I felt vagina wetness from this game). I really love Rand. And practice makes perfect. So, I did it with my mouth like she said to and licked it like an ice cream cone and sucked on it like a big fat lollipop. Sheena really got into it and me too. Having something big and hard like that in your mouth is so HOT!"

"Sheena talked dirty to me while she moved the cucumber back and forth in my mouth. I held her curvaceous hips while she pushed it in, but it was hard to keep that cucumber cock from slipping out from between my lips, so I grabbed it to hold it steady. Sheena said that was exactly what I should do, and that I was a very fast sex learner (blush). She said I should talk dirty to Rand and that he would talk dirty too. Like this "Squeeze your tits. Yeah, tweak your nipples. Now suck it down deep. Deeper! Yes. Good girl. Do you like sucking it for me? Say it! Say you love sucking it!". So, I said it, like she told me. And I meant it!"

"It was a good experience! Real actual sex talk. I had a climax in my vagina but I didn't tell Sheena. Sheena is my best friend and I love her madly. She is excellent at teaching me sex, so smart and patient. She gave me real good tips like "watch your teeth" and "swallow all the gravy" and "make eye contact and wink a lot". Guys love it when you wink at them when you suck their boner, apparently. And now I know what to do with my mouth on Rand. "How much sperm semen will shoot out?" I asked. Sheena said is Rand virile and has a lot of liquid in him and he shoots it out hard, but don't be afraid cause if it's too much, I should just let it spray all over my face. Rand won't mind. I think oral sex will be fun! Like drinking water from the garden hose. I hope I do it alright. I want to do it real good for Rand."

"But when I saw Rand at his place, I chickened out on the sucking. But I jerked on him in the shower! It was fun and so HOT! I've been wanting to do it, and thinking about doing it, but then, when he was in the shower (sign #1; Mysterious Stranger said "looks like a shower") and I heard a song called "Cool Jerk" on the oldies station. That was sign #2! "Be Cool! Jerk Him!" Heehee! And then, the next song was "Touch Me" by the Doors (sign #3)! Rand is like my own personal Jim Morrison, so cool and handsome (note: need to get leather pants). Jim and the Mysterious Stranger and the Coffee House and the Radio were telling me to TOUCH Rand! So many signs! And so, I did it to him in the shower! His penis is a nice big one, like Sheena said. And Sheena was right, cause when I jerked him, Rand ejaculated a whole bunch of sperms, like a big squirty jet from a rocket! It looked like creamy milk. Probably enough to fill a coffee cup! Rand said it was so much because he finds me so beautiful and sexual. I'm gonna suck on it maybe tomorrow and taste the milk, if he's cool with sharing it again. I want him to LOVE me. To LOVE LOVE LOVE me and TOUCH ME!"

"Maybe Rand will propose after I oral on him? Or maybe we need to go all the way to home base first. My mother says a man won't buy a cow if he gets the milk for free. If I suck Rand, then I get his milk. So, who's the cow? HIM? I really don't get it."

[end of journal entry: 10/05/2019]

Damn Sheena! I guess I wasn't the only one robbing that sweet young cradle? But Cassie enjoyed this homoerotic interaction, it seems. And I was the ultimate benefactor of Sheena's cucumber exercise, so I guess I shouldn't complain. Little Cassie was still trying to figure out who she was, and who she wanted to be; still trying to "carve her face".

And who the fuck is this "Mysterious Stranger" pervert who was eyeing my girl?

And, yeah, Cassie gave me leather pants for Christmas that year. I'm really glad I read that. I feel love for Cassie surging inside me again.

Next, I find the page dated November 29th 2019. The day after Thanksgiving; the day Cassie said she did Theo in the van.

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #5

"One More Cup Of Coffee" - Bob Dylan (1976)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Somethin' Stupid (restated): These Boots Are Made For Walkin'")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 12:40pm

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[journal entry: Friday 11/29/2019]

"Much arguing with Mom/Dad today, so I put on my new boots and went for a walk in town, alone. I hope Rand likes my new boots! I haven't heard anything from Rand today. Did he forget about me? I really really wanted him to ask me to go to his house for Thanksgiving. I thought I could blowjob him in the car on the way there. And then I could blowjob him when we got there in his old room, like we did in my old room when my parents were away. And do a tittyfuck too. I probably couldn't have gone anyway but I was hoping he'd want me to. No way would my parents let me stay at a boy's house overnight. Even with his parents there. And I'd have to tell them a lot of stuff I'm not ready to tell them, like how I have a boyfriend. They would FLIP! I guess I could have made up a lie for them, but he didn't even ask me, so I guess it doesn't matter. Anyway, I was tired of walking and wanted another cup of coffee. Mom's coffee is so weak. I got used to good coffee at school [smiley face]."

"Guess whose band was playing at Rockin' Van's? THEO from church! So, I went in. Good music! They did a cover of the Rolling Stones "Tell me". Theo smiled at me and winked and sang "You got to tell me you're coming back to me". Heehee! Sorry, Mr. Guitar Man! I already met my love of my life, Dandy Randy! Theo came to say Hi during their break. He introduced me to his girlfriend Tanya. She was real nice and pretty. Smelled good. Sparkling eyes. Great legs. Cool makeup. And the drummer, Cole, was cute. He asked me out! I said thanks, but I have a boyfriend [smiley face/heart]. Theo asked if I wanted to hang out at their place, to smoke drugs to get high from. I said I had to go home. He joked "Yeah but you owe me! Remember?" and I said "Yeah, I remember! But if I tell my boyfriend about that, he might get jealous and slug you, buddy, heehee!" I thought I said something stupid, but they were all laughing and Teez patted my thigh and we locked eyes."

"Teez (that's Tanya's nickname; I like it) walked me to the door and said she really liked my boots, and that the band were all "sexually fluid" and she got a "vibe" from me and asked if I like girls at all and would I want to hang out tonight, just me and her. Or maybe she and I could hang out another time later. I was really very curious. It's weird, how I feel sometimes with girls. But that's not who I am, and what if someone told on me? If they told my parents? Or Rand? Anyway, it's my own PRIVATE business. MY secret. I told her she's REAL pretty but that I love Rand; so I know I AM A STRAIGHT, and I go back to school tomorrow. But we exchanged numbers anyway, to be JUST FRIENDS [smiley face]."

"My phone was being weird, so Teez looked at it for me and said that I had no "cellular" service. She said to call the 800 number. She hugged me real hard and my big boobs squished against her smaller ones [smiley face]. I think she liked it. I liked it too (heehee). Would Teezy Tanya like my boobies as much as Rand does? And Sheena does? It feels different when a girl touches them. Rand has very big strong rough hands."

"I Googled "sexually fluid" (I'm so dumb). So Teez likes guys and dolls? And Theo likes ladies and gentlemen? And Cole likes bimbos and himbos? What would have happened if I had gone to their place? A sex ORGY? We'd all see each other nude! Like Sheena and I have. We would touch each other too. Maybe Theo and Cole would KISS! HOT! I WON'T tell Rand about any of this! I didn't do anything wrong, but he's so in love with me, he'd get jealous!"

"But what if Rand had been with me? If I introduced him to Theo and Teez and Cole. Theo wouldn't have made that joke and Cole wouldn't have asked me out, I hope, cause I think Rand would go BALLISTIC! Maybe, if we all hung out in their apartment, we could play Truth Or Dare. And what if someone dared me to kiss Teez! As a joke. I've never really kissed anyone but Rand ever before (except for being Elvis). The guys would all laugh and think I'm scared to do it, but I'd grab her and Frenching Kiss her face on the lips, like I do with Rand. We'd kiss for a long time, and Teez maybe puts one hand on my boob and the other hand on my hip, so I do the same to her. Those guys would get horny erections watching us, and Rand would say "Let's all strip and show our cocks to Cassie and Teez. [penis doodle]. Let's swing our erect penises around to make the girls get hornier."

"Rand and those guys would take off all of their clothes (NAKED MEN!) and their wieners and sacks are dangling and swaying like pendulums (SEXY)! And Teez would whisper to me, like maybe "WOW! Rand is hot! Hotter than Theo and Cole!" and I'd say "Yeah, he is. I used to like Theo, a little, but Rand is much better and more handsome. We're getting married soon and we'll have babies. Will you come to the wedding?" and Teez would say "YES! You'll have beautiful children! Do you like to watch other people do sex? Want to watch me suck Rand's thing? Before you get married? If you say yes and watch, it won't be cheating, Oral Isn't Cheating, just naughty. Pretty please with sugar on top? Just a little? I'll be your best friend! Or maybe we can do it together? And kiss more." This is how it would start."

"So, I say "OK, strip off all your clothes and be naked for me, then you can have his hard one in your mouth and suck it like I do! It's fun. Your vagina'll get wet and have orgasms. Touch yourself too! Rand'll tell you what to do. Obey him. But give it back when I say! DEAL?" and Teez says "DEAL!" and kisses me and takes off her clothes and I fold them for her (we're friends now). Rand stands there with his biggie boner pointing up to the ceiling and Rand and I look at each other lovingly. I tell him Teez is my good friend now, like Sheena, so I think it's OK if she blowjobs him while I watch. So, Teez gets on her knees in front of Rand"

"She says "Cassie, thank you for this! You're the luckiest girl in the world! And the sexiest! And Rand is so handsome, and his penis is even bigger when erect like this! May I suck him now?" So, I tell her "Yes, Teez, you may suck it for now but never forget... that gorgeous stiff cock stick is MINE! Right Rand?" and Rand says "Yes Cassie! My cock stick belongs to you! All of me belongs to you! Soon, we will marry! I LOVE CASSIE!" [heart drawing]"

"Teez sucks Rand's big business. I can tell Rand likes it but not as much as when I do it. I envy Teez because there's nothing as wonderful as having Rand's throbbing hard cock in your mouth. Hm! Rand says "Cassie! Take off your top! I need to see your bosom or I will never reach a climax! We all want to see you naked! Obey Me! I don't care if it's a sin!"

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #6

"Chapel Of Love" - The Dixie Cups (1964)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Somethin' Stupid (rearticulated): Luck Be A Lady Tonight")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 12:50pm

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"I'd say "OK, if it pleases you, fiancé, I'll be naughty while you watch approvingly. It's not a sin if your fiancé requests it. There; I'm naked now except for my pants. I have no top on! What should I do? Really? Touch their penises (or is it "peni")? Yes sir, I will. But won't you get jealous? I see; since I'm having Teez please you on her knees, you think I should arouse her men. This may make me so sexually hornied that I'll ask you to take away my virginity as my reward for my obedience. Today we'll have intercourse while they watch us make love for the first time, and orgasm together at the same time." This is exciting, fun and naughty!"

"So, I obey Rand. I use my hands to jerk those guys. They both say how beautiful I am and what a great body I have. I ask Rand "What should I do if they ejaculate? They're so excited by my nude breasts, I think it'll happen soon!". Rand says maybe we should switch now, as he does not want those guys to squirt their body fluids on me and make a mess. So, I kiss and make out on Rand, and he whispers "You do it better than Teez, and Sheena even". Then Teez sucks Theo's penis and he makes a face and shouts "I'm going to SEMINATE now!" and Teez accepts his stuff in her mouth while we watch. She swallows it, but not all cause she isn't that good at it as me, and it leaks out rolls down her chin (I swallow it all for Rand every time without any mess). Then Cole says "Me too! Ejaculation... imminent!", but I say "Teez, don't swallow it all! Show it to us in your mouth first, then swallow it! Be obedient to me. That's very hot!" so Teez gets her mouth filled with more love semen from Cole, then opens her mouth, shows us the milky (bi-sexual!) sperms and then swallows, like I told her."

"Rand says "I will deflower you now, while our new friends witness our consummation.". He lies me down on their bed and I get to suck his cock, which is bigger than Theo's and Cole's (Cole's is bigger than Theo's too, but not nearly as big as Rand's, and not as nice looking). Rand tells Teez to watch to see how a very sexy woman sucks dick. I get all Rand's beautiful thick manhood organ into my mouth like he likes, all the way in, making it disappear into my mouth. Everyone agrees that I do it better and Teez is grateful for the demonstration (she told me that she wants Theo to marry her and Cole too; I told her if she makes them happy with sex, they will). I feel proud that I'm now a sex educator like Sheena."

"Rand pulls his super-hard penis from my mouth and kisses me everywhere, including DOWN THERE! I scream loud "I LOVE RAND! Let's go all the way without a condom! You're the most!" and Teez is watching as Rand pushes it inside my vagina hole (just like I wanted). And Cole says "Cassie and Rand are the neatest couple I've ever seen! They're like Barbie and Ken!". Theo says "They're cooler than Barbie and Ken! They're amazing lovers, like Romeo and Juliet!" and Teez says "They're far better than both of those couples! One is plastic and the other is fictional! They're like Adam and Eve! Made for each other! By God!". Then Rand yells "CASSIE! I LOVE YOU!" and sprays his seedlings into me. At last, we are one. I am pregnant by Rand, and we get married that night in the Chapel Of Love. Sheena is my Maid Of Honor and Teez is a Bridesmaid. They both look nice in the dresses I picked for them. And I look AMAZING! And Rand is gorgeous (as always) in a tux. Everyone there wishes us Good Lucks and throw rice and release doves and take our picture."

"We tell my parents. My father hugs me and Rand. Mom cries! We all drink a toast of wine, even me (but just a little cause I'm underage and pregnant now too). I show them the big diamond ring Rand gave me. Mom says "It's huge! How could you afford such an expensive ring, Son-In-Law?". Rand tells them that I am his muse, and I inspired him to enter a jingle writing contest and he won first prize. We stay up all night thinking of baby names."

"OH! Update! It turns out, Dad stopped paying my cell phone bill (he was mad at me). It got shut off! I called and paid and they turned it back on and I got a whole bunch of Rand texts! He wants me to meet his parents next week! He does love me! I cried. I LOVE RAND!" [heart with Cassie + Rand in it] "I'm glad I met Theo again today, cause now I am SURE that Rand is the Man for ME. But what if he read all my naughty sex fantasies in my journals? That would be scary and embarrassing. Now that I'm SURE, I'm going on the pill soon so we can make love (all the way). I hope he likes being inside me, with his penis in my vagina hole. I'm nervous. His thing is big and he really likes sex. He will probably want to make love all day. But if I do it with him real good, will he marry me then? I want to be his wife. VERY SOON."

[end of journal entry: 11/29/2019]

Oh boy. So much to unpack here. Cassie was eighteen at the time, and raised like a veal, so the silliness is understandable. The important thing is... no mention of an actual encounter between Cassie and Theo. No drugs in the van. No cock-sucking. No jug-fucking. None of that. Just the strange sexual fantasies of a curious young woman (who's "A STRAIGHT"). And... I won a "jingle writing contest"??? WTF??? I laugh out loud at that one.

Was she really such a greenhorn back then? So simple? Guileless? Was I actually dating someone so... innocent? Brains aren't fully formed until twenty-five, right? I guess I did rob the cradle. But, dammit, I couldn't help myself. Cassie is like heroin, and I'm a junkie.

Another thing bothers me; the name of the coffee shop. The journal says it's "Rockin' Van's". Cassie's story involved sex in a van. Coincidence? Maybe.

I vaguely remember going there with Cassie when we visited her hometown. She told me that the owner's name is Van and there's live music so it's... "Rockin' Van's" (aha-ha very punny). But she called it something else in her story. I playback the recording on my phone. Cassie called it the "Kona Café". Cassie loves anagrams. I write the name out on a piece of paper. I rearrange the letters to get... "A Fake Con". Holy Shit. Coincidence? Maybe.

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #7

"You Are My Destiny" - Paul Anka (1958)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Viva Las Vegas (revisited): Follow That Dream")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 1:00pm

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I flip a few weeks ahead to look for the entry for that day.

[journal entry: Saturday 12/28/2019]

"Rand had sex fun with my mouth and breasts in my bedroom while my parents were away. I loved it! We let Lois Lane Barbie, Mr. Fluffykins and the rest of the gang watch us. We're so BAD! Then I took him to the coffee house, Rockin' Van's, hoping Teez and Theo and Cole would be playing there. Some other band was playing. Bummer! They sucked. I texted Teez, but she was miles away, with her folks. Double Bummer! I wanted Teez to meet Rand. And if they liked each other, who knows? We could have gone back to my parent's house and who knows? I'm so BAD! PS. I gave Rand a hummer in the coffee house bathroom. I'm SO BAD!"

"PS. PS. We are going to go all the way very SOON on a special romantic getaway!"

Wow. Just... Wow. We may have just narrowly missed out on a Rock 'n Roll orgy years ago!

I guess it wasn't in the cards that the Hand Of Fate dealt us. Triple Bummer.

I quickly find the 2021 "Voltron" notebook with the entry for her bachelorette weekend.

[journal entry: Sunday 06/13/2021]

"Bachelorette weekend in VEGAS! Leaving today [sad face]. Last night (Saturday), Sheena and I checked out some other casinos. Sheena played cards; and I lost $300 at the dice table (I'm still up by almost $500 though!). Met an interesting and lovely, sexy woman. An escort prostitute. In the ladies room. I accidentally dropped a twenty-dollar bill and she picked it up and handed it to me. Said it would be my lucky twenty tonight. Definitely a sign, right? We chatted and she thought I was a "working girl" too! Like, also a "hooker" for money ("with tits like those" she said, heehee)! I said no, just here for my bachelorette weekend. So, she asked if I wanted to have drinks with her. YES! And I just had to tell her that my mouth-watering melons are REAL! Heehee!"

"WOW! She had some stories! She's slept with famous people, businessmen, athletes, actors, men, women. And she uses name "Destiny"! Cool, right? She makes good money. What a life she must have. What's it like I wonder, to make it with a new john every day? Or multiple johns in one day? Guess I'll never know. I'm getting MARRIED! In two weeks! To RAND! A Beautiful Roman-Viking! With a HUGE (blush) DICK!"

"Destiny was looking at me, in that way that Sheena sometimes does. I think she's a Bi-Sexual too. Lots of pretty girls are Bi's." [smiley face] "We made loose plans to maybe hang out more later (but we will definitely be "hanging out" in my dreams tonight, Destiny!)"

"Also, guess what? I won another $2200 using the chips I bought with that lucky twenty! Rand will be so proud of me. It will pay for some wedding stuff (he worries about money a lot). Roulette ROCKS! Gotta Spin It to Win It! HELL YEAH! Vegas, Baby!"

"AND ALSO, GUESS WHAT AGAIN! I got a text... I got a part in that movie! Dreams do come true, I guess. Just a small part; I'll probably be credited as "Buxom Girl #2" or something, but you've gotta start somewhere, right?"

"Speaking of Bi... fooled around with Sheena yesterday (to turn Rand on, but TBH, I got turned on too). Last night, as we lay in the same bed together, under the sheets, I kind of hoped that she would try something, like she used to. I REALLY wanted her to. I would have initiated, but what if she thought I was a dyke and told people? I'm not a lesbian. It would just be experimenting. Girl fun, before I get married. Would Rand be mad? Is it cheating if I do it with another girl? It got me thinking about doing a threesome with Rand and Sheena (like she does for Rich). Sheena says Rand's like a God and I'm a Goddess, so we should do like they do up on Mount Olympus and make love wherever and with whoever we want. So, maybe we should? Rand would like a threesome, I think. And I think I would too."

"We could practice here, then surprise Rand one day. Sheena and Rich do threesome with other guys too. If I did a FFM for Rand, would he do a MMF for me? Maybe an "oral only" threesome? Cause, as Sheena always says, "Oral Isn't Cheating". The thought of another woman touching Rand, getting pleasure from him, makes me jealous but also turns me on. Does he ever fantasize about me with other men? I guess it's different for guys. Rand wouldn't be into sharing me. He's too much of an alpha male type. But I think I would like it, just to see the jealousy in his eyes. And to feel the lust in him, when he takes me away from the other man. When he reclaims me. My pussy is sopping right now! I'm so bad!"

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #8

"Big Bad John" - Jimmy Dean (1969)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Viva Las Vegas (readdressed): Girl Happy!")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 1:05pm

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"It's a few hours till check-out. Sheena's gone to the airport (she has much earlier flight; first class... nice to be rich). I'm missing Rand. Sheena gave me a cute butterfly vibrator toy as a present, so I fired it up and had myself a fun little fantasy."

"Rand and I are on the movie set; he's visiting me while I do my scene..."

"And guess who we see? Destiny! My beautiful new high-end hooker friend! I introduce her to my blonde Adonis, Rand, and she looks him up and down, and says "This hunk belongs to you? I thought this piece of eye-candy was one of the actors!". I notice that Rand looks Destiny up and down too, and so do I! She's even sexier than I remember. With legs that go forever and a tight little butt! She's there to meet her "john", the movie's star. We walk her to his trailer and when he opens the door (shirtless, of course, Ooh La La!) and sees us all, he whispers "So it's a party, Dest? Well, the more the merrier! Entre vous, si vou ple!".

"And our new friend "Get-Off Valentino" thinks Rand's our pimp! He asks Rand "How much? For her? How much to slip it into this buxom beauty? She puts the WOOD in Hollywood!". "Rand and I look at each other and he says "My wife is NOT A WHORE!". Rand's about to rock 'em sock 'em robots him, but I blurt out "Blowjob! Five! Thousand! CASH! And Rand can watch! Deal?" and the Hollywood hunk says "Deal!". Rand is SO angry; he grabs me and starts for the trailer door, but I say "Think of what we could do with that money, honey! And we both already said "Deal"! Remember "The Heavens feel a broken deal"!". I promise Rand that he and I will do a threesome with Destiny TONIGHT, or anyone else he wants, and we'll make him sooo happy that he allowed me to suck a famous cock. I tell Rand that I would love to watch him screw Destiny's mouth; and I bet that cake hole has some skills! And I'll eat her pussy too. Suck her tits. I'll be a horny lipstick lesbian! For him! So, Rand looks at Destiny's hot body and reluctantly says YES. I strip down to my undies for Mr. Movie Star. He touches me and I shiver, but a nod from Rand is all I need. I'm ready to be naughty. For Big Bucks! I kiss the big bad handsome devil standing before me."

"Destiny says "Wait a sex, Miss Mega-Tits! If you steal my John, I should get to steal your Rand! Today, I'm YOUR Destiny, stud-buddy!"

"So, Rand and Destiny start making out! I get a little jelly, seeing MY man lip-lock with that Vegas Vixen, so I rub my big tits against MY john's naked chest. He cups one titty with his hand and I sigh. Another man, a famous man who I've fantasized about, is touching me where only Rand has touched! Right in front of him! I looked over at Rand. He is smiling, and Destiny is rubbing his big erection through his pants. Then down go his drawers and down goes Destiny and Mighty Mjolnir is in her mellifluous mouth! We're really swingering! Rand's baby blue eyes are on ME! I'm turning him on, by being his slutty star-blowing whore! I rub the thespian's throbbing rod too and skillfully fish it out of his tight (and expensive) pants. I feel flushed, giddy. I'm touching another man's junk! I've only ever touched Rand's lickable love-stick. And Guess What? My wealthy entertainer friend is big down there too! Almost as big as Rand (who possesses the perfect package, a fabulously fulfilling phallus)."

"His prick is sticky with pre-cum. And I want to taste it. I slowly, anxiously, lower myself to my knees. My heart is pounding. I look at my horny husband again, for approval, and he looks down at me. He takes his hand out of Destiny's panties and reaches out to me. I kiss and lick his fingers, smelling and tasting Destiny's pussy (mm!). Then Rand gently pushes my head towards the swollen love muscle of our generous John Boy. With my helpful hubby's hand guiding me, I kiss the hard, throbbing, pulsing, pecker of this patient performer. Our john likes the licks but now he wants me to suck! And Rand wants me to suck! And I want to suck! So, I suck! Mm! YUMMY! And Rand says "There we go! You happy, baby?" Am I happy? Am I HAPPY? Fucker, I'm in Cock-Sucker Heaven!"

"After just a few minutes of MM-MM-MM'ing, I come! And the tears come, fast and furious! The man with his meat in my mouth asks "Hey, are you crying?". Rand replies for me (cause my mouth is full) "Cassie comes when she gives head! And her eyes tear. That's one of the many things I love about her! Cassie, I'm glad you're enjoying this! Watching you suck another man has been a fantasy of mine and I was afraid to tell you. Tonight, I'm gonna turn into Tyrannosaurus Rand and eat that steamy sweet treat of yours! Then fuck it hard!". I do a little improv, saying "Hmm, Rand baby, that sounds great! But why not right now! We're five grand richer, so I think I've earned some double-dicking! And don't worry, Destiny, I'll take care of you in a few minutes, my horny harlot! I've been fantasizing about munching carpet for a long while now, and I was afraid to tell Rand! And I want YOU to be my first meal!"

"Rand, my love, stick it in me doggy-style while I finish off Mr. Rock-Hard Hudson! YEAH! Pull my panties off! Oh! RAND! Don't tease me with your fingers! Give me your cock! Slip it in! Mm. Yes! Fuck me like a DOG! Spit-Roast me, just like you did that girl in college! I want a fat hard cock between my sweet lips, both upstairs and downstairs! FUCK MY CUNT! FUCK MY FACE! DOUBLE FUCK ME! And come in my mouth! I'm hungry for cum! NOW! Mm! Mmm! Mmm!" and I get a big hot load of yummy-yum in my mouth that I gulp down to my waiting tummy. Rand lets out a throaty howl (Uh Uh Uh!) and he fills me up down there too, and as his hot fiery seed drips down my legs, and Destiny slips her tongue into my pussy and laps up the rest. Then she tongue kisses me while Mr. Money-Bags throws hundred-dollar bills at us! And as promised, I go down on Destiny's fine and fragrant fuck-hole! My first taste of vag! I like it! As Homer Simpson would say "Mmmm... Cunt!" I lick that bitch till she squeals! And our big john goes "Shhh! Quiet on the set, sluts! You whores are gonna get me in trouble!"

"Does Rand kiss me after? I do have john jizz and prostitute pussy lingering in my mouth. But let's say I gulp down a big sip of wine first, swish it around, then swallow. Then they ALL kiss me. First Rand, then Destiny, then the john. And they all suck my tits. And the groovy movie man pays extra to eat me! Then the men take turns with me, in my mouth, in my cunt, between my tits, using me, squeezing me, filling me, covering me. Destiny too. I love fantasy time! Hm... I do have Destiny's number, and an extra $2700. Should I? Actually, I think it's vibrator time! Can't wait to see my Rand tomorrow! I'm gonna FUCK him in the car!"

[end of journal entry: 06/13/2021]

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #9

"Let's Work Together" - Canned Heat (1969)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Scenes From An Italian Restaurant (reopened): A Matter Of Trust")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 1:15pm

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Yeesh. What a change! She grew up quite a bit in less than two years. Sheena didn't leave a day early. Cassie won some money but nowhere near the twenty grand she claimed. She did meet a whore, or excuse me, an "escort", in Vegas. And maybe that's where she got her stories? And Cassie's been fantasizing about threesomes and group sex, and other women, and spit-roasting (never should have told her about that)! For years, it seems.

I find the 2022 notebook (SpongeBob this time), the entry marked December 14th, a few days after that bar fight. And I read.

[journal entry: Wednesday 12/14/2022]

"Big news! Cassie's gonna work from home! Not every day, but a lot. So... working late at the office, to catch up. I accidentally saw my married boss [ahem] being kissy-face with a client. Awkward! None of my business, right? But boss bitch invites me to dinner. I thought it was to discuss her little indiscretion. But it was time for something completely different. Seems two of my dumbfuck co-workers were overheard in the breakroom making vulgar, inappropriate comments about a sexy piece of office ass. ME! They said my tits are huge, I have a great butt and my husband's a lucky bastard. All true (except the bastard thing)."

"Anyway, my big-mouthed bitch boss and her Bozo barf boss take that shit seriously. And they don't want me to sue for sexual harassment or whatever (I wouldn't; perverts gonna perv). She asks "What can we do to make this right and make you feel comfortable?". And I say "Well, I noticed that Ms. So-And-So works from home a lot. My husband's injured, blah blah blah. Could I work from home too?" And boss lady says "Of course! But Ms. So-And-So is a contractor. Contractors can work from home up to three days a week. Would you like to be a contractor? We can pay a little bit more, but you won't get any benefits. And no paid holidays or sick time. If that works for you, I hope this means we can forget all about this unfortunate incident. Those employees have been formally reprimanded and put on notice. Trust me, Cassie, it will NOT happen again. Do we have a deal?" And I YELLED "DEAL!". So... I'm gonna be a contractor! More money! Work from home! No benefits but we get those from Rand's work anyway! SWEET! FUCKING A!"

"So bossy-boo gets a few drinks down her huge yapper. She swears me to secrecy (now that we trust each other, heehee) and opens up about that "kiss". Her marriage is "open". So, her hubby's OK with her doing it with other guys AND gals (but only oral sex, as in "Oral Isn't Cheating", like Sheena says). And he LOVES to hear about her affairs! He gets off on it. I'm, of course, super-curious about how that works. Is there any jealousy? Or fear that you or your spouse will get emotionally attached to another person? She said it's hard, but very much worth it. It saved their marriage. Quite interesting! Good fuel for my fantasies!"

"Anyway, my new lady friend tells me her husband always says, "Boring Wife, Boring Life" (hear that Randy? HeeHee!). She starts pointing to the waiters, the bartender, even the cute young redheaded hostess, and making some pretty suggestive comments! I think she may have even "serviced" the hunky young muscle man who waited on us. Gayle's a fine looking woman. Big tits (not "Cassie big", but big). And maybe she even went snake hunting in the dorky sommelier's pants? She wouldn't admit any of it, but she didn't deny it either."

"Then, Holy Smokes! I see our waiter from the bar fight night! I remember him cause he was cute. I go talk to him. He says he remembers me and he works at both places. I ask him to PLEASE tell the cops that those guys started the fight and he said he would, cause I am nice and pretty. Aww! Sweet! And I think Gayle blows him so that probably helped too."

"We say goodnight. Driving home, I get pulled over. Busted taillight. It's Officer Indya! Again from the bar fight night! She asked if I'd been drinking. I said just one glass of wine. She made me do the ABC's. I passed! We chatted. I asked her to please help Rand! And she said lots of people said Rand was just protecting me, and she thinks they're dropping the charges (Yay!). And she's moving to be with her girlfriend Sharon. Good for her. She is a really hot cop lady. Heehee! Very Sexy uniform (note: have Rand dress up like a cop and "arrest" me, when he's feeling better). I remember Rand checking her out when we met at that party. My Half-Italian Stallion is chock full of testosterones! But to be fair, I checked her out too. I want to flirt with her (I'm HORNY), but I don't know how to with girls. I'd love to tell her "I'd like to get "Indya" pants!" Heehee! I wish she'd given me a ticket; a ticket to "Indya"! Heehee! I crack myself up! I wonder what I'd do to get out of that ticket? Heehee!"

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #10

"Baby, What A Big Surprise" - Chicago (1977)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Scenes From An Italian Restaurant (remodeled): Sometimes A Fantasy!")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 1:20pm

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"When I got home Rand was passed out. I kissed him. Many times. But he didn't wake up. So, I'm gonna fire up the Bright Intrusive Butterfly of Love and think about me and Rand, and my boss and that buff good-looking hottie from the restaurant! Heehee! And maybe I'll throw the sommelier in the mix too (I LOVE Italians)! And a certain young policewoman! I gotta go cry some come tears now! Ta-Ta for now! See you in Fantasyland!"

"And... I'm back! Here's what I thought about while I diddled the skittle... (I want to record this one, so I can get off on it again sometime)."

"Gayle and I are at the restaurant, past closing. Gayle calls the hulky handsome waiter over and says, "Time for a tip, sexy boy!" And she unzips his fly and pulls out his dick, his fat long dick! "And here it is!" Gayle says and she traces the ridge around the head of his penis with her finger. I get up to leave but Gayle says "Stay! You do want that contractor position, don't you, Cassie?". I sit and watch as Gayle opens her big fat mouth wide like a black hole and engulfs that pulsing pecker, balls and all! WOW! Then it plumps, grows, expands, right before our eyes. My mouth waters. I haven't had Rand's cock for days now. Gayle eyes me, smiles and gently strokes the throbber. It's full size now! Looks like the leaning Tower Of Pisa! "Have you ever seen such a big fat cock? It's surprisingly huge, isn't it?" Gayle asks.

"I tell her truthfully, "Not one that thick. Having that in my tight vag would be like having a baby! Rand's meat is eight inches hard, a bit over five inches around. It fills my cunt quite nicely, reaching high up into my pussy and the tip tickles my cervix. But this one is thicker! And longer too. Too long and fat for enjoyable fucking. But probably good for sucking on..."

"Gayle says "Then Suck it! C'mon, girlfriend! Oral Isn't Cheating! You're a jizz junkie, like me! I smelled it on you the day you came in for the interview. That's why I hired you. We sex addicts stick together, like the pages of a Penthouse magazine! I'll make you a deal. You suck off my Roman Romeo and afterwards, we'll go back to your house and keep your Virile Viking up all night! He likes sexy MILFs, doesn't he? Deal?". I stare at it; I'm entranced. It looks so yummy! It's a Hypno-Dick! Cassie Want! But I MUSN'T! I'm Married!"

"I meant to say no, but for some reason, a meek "deal" comes out. And, in my shock at my own reply, my mouth hangs open for just a sec. And in that second, the sexy server serves me some fat Sicilian sausage! What could I do? I said "DEAL", and he's helping Rand fight the charges, so I have to make GOOD! So, I suck him. Oh yeah. I suck him. Real GOOD!"

"Well, as good as I can. My mouth and his cock? Not exactly a perfect match. His manhood is more like an "Oh MAN!"-hood"! As in "Oh MAN! That is a VERY large male reproductive organ"! So, I struggle, and the struggle, the challenge, turns me on. Gayle's watching turns me on too. And when the other workers come by to watch me suck that ankle spanker, that gets me really turned on, the come tears COME! The sexy little red-haired hostess, I'll call her "Ariel", she licks the salty tears from my face. Sweetly. Softly."

"Then I give in to the temptation I've been fighting for years. I drop the headwaiter's wang and kiss that curvy coppertop cutie, that hostess with the mostess. Our eyes are locked as we take turns blowing big boy. We let our tongues collide while we cover his cock with our kisses, until he releases the biggest, shootiest, rich and gooeyest, mega-blastin', ever-lastin', non-stoppin' gobs of gleaming grimy gonad gravy that I've ever seen! All over our faces! And Officer Indya comes in, in her lady cop uniform. And after she strip searches me, to make sure I'm not smuggling any contraband in my cleavage, she gives me a ticket for being a dangerously HOT MESS and receiving a big fat facial without a permit! Heehee!"

"I'm not ready to make a pleasure mess in my undies yet, so I stay in Fantasyland for a bit..."

"Us four ladies go back to my house, so Gayle can fulfill her part of the bargain and suck off my man. Gayle insists that she and I go first with Rand. We disrobe. Gayle's got a nice bod (for an old slut). We try to wake Rand with kisses on his back and shoulders and balls. But he's not budging. So Gayle wants to join Ariel and Indya, who are scissoring."

"I tell her "Gayle! Don't give up so easily! This is an important project! I thought you were a team player. Focus on the job at hand. No slacking! We have a deadline, missy. Do your black hole trick!". And after that reprimand, Gayle the Slacker returns to work, engulfs Rand's genitalia in its entirety with her huge yap, and sure enough, just as I said, my sleepy spouse gets aroused and soon, we're playing with Dandy Randy's sweet Rock Candy."

"I say "Gayle, can I trust you to handle this on your own while I supervise the others? Rand likes it deep, so put that big mouth of yours to work. I know it's huge! But if you're not up to the challenge, maybe I'll give this task to Ariel. No? OK, I'm counting on you to keep his organ happy while I address some pressing matters, such as rewarding Officer Indya for keeping the streets safe and my man out of the clink! So, do not let me, or his dick, down!"

"After delegating the Mighty Mjolnir job to my new apprentice Gayle, I check on my other luscious ladies, who are naked and glistening in the soft light of our bedroom. They open their embrace so I can join their group grope. The taste of lipstick and makeup, the smell of perfume and hairspray, is intoxicating. I look over at Gayle, to make sure she's not taking a coffee break or something. I see Rand happily watching me and the ladies love each other. As Gayle clumsily gobbles his knob, he encourages me to kiss and caress the two beauties. He sees our tits touching, tongues entwining, fingers exploring. I love that he's loving it. Then I slowly lick my way down Indya's terrific torso until I taste clam! Yum Yum! I should have done this a long time ago. I should have brought home women for my man. And ME!"

"Rand beckons to me. "Cass, I'm so groggy from the painkillers, I'm having a hard time coming. Maybe you need to take over. You've got the magic mouth!". Well, that makes sense... I tell Gayle to step aside, and say "If you want something done right, you've got to do it yourself!" and I deep throat my darling until he gives me the creamy warm dessert I've been craving for days. Then I have the ladies all line up in our king size bed and we display our wide-open beavers for Rand to kiss and fuck and enjoy all night long. After, I cuddle close to him. I ask my beloved "Did I do good? I know I got your ankle busted by being irresistible to men, but does this orgy make up for it, my Odinson?" and he pats my head and says "Yes, Wonder Cassie, My Lovely Lassie, you're the bestest most beautifulest wife ever.". It may be the painkillers talking, but I'll take it! The (Happy) End(ing)."

"(but I only give Gayle an "Exceeds Expectations" in the "Mouth Cavity Capacity" category on her Performance Review; everywhere else she gets a "Meets Expectations". Heehee.)"

"Woo! I'm WET and OVULATING! Wake up, Rand! PUT A BABY IN ME! Gimme cum, ya bum!"

[end of journal entry: 12/14/2022]

So... again, no infidelity. No drunken restaurant orgy. And no Officer Isaac. No DWI.

Just wild sexual fantasies. Big cock fantasies. Group sex fantasies. Bi-curious fantasies.

Cassie lied about this one too. What else has she lied about?

And... I have an erection; and I want to jerk it. I'm incredibly aroused by my wife's outrageous sexual fantasies. Maybe she's right. Maybe I'm a sex addict too.

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #11

"Take Good Care Of My Baby" - Bobby Vee (1962)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Thank You, Bugs Bunny!")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 1:30pm

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I open a recent notebook (Peanuts) and go to a few weeks ago; Little Red Riding Face night.

[journal entry: Saturday 07/06/2024]

"I'M PREGNANT! Rand shot his potent sperm-filled delicious baby batter into my tight wet super-coochie and I'M PREGNANT! I'M SO SO SO HAPPY! Today, George texted and said he found the Bugs Bunny cartoon we had been talking about last week in his DVD collection, the one with Little Red Riding Hood, so how about we all watch it and hang out and play a game or something? So, we did. Jeri looked SO GOOD, as always. Very hot. She gave me a Lady Boner. And later, Jeri was telling me (privately, during intimate hot girl sex talk) that George is hung like a fucking WHALE, like he's got Moby Dick's dick, and he fucked her with it and now, her pussy was hurting from the bigness. Well, Rand overheard us talking and he got so JEALOUS that I was talking about, and thinking about, another man's BIG BONER that he wanted to ravage me right there in the living room, right after they left!"

"But I wanted to make it special for him, cause I made him jealous and cause Jeri got me hot with her dirty talk and her amazing body. So, after Rand carried me up to our bed over his shoulder, like a big strong caveman, I dressed up as Little Red Riding Hood. He was so turned on! Ate my pussy voraciously, like a madman! I came so HARD that I think it forced my ovary eggs to ovulate up in my uterus or whatever, then when he power-fucked me like a sex-crazed wild man, and the pressure built up in his scrotum, his big beautiful giggle-stick squirted in me like a firehose! Then he let me clean Mjolnir with my tongue and taste my pussy and his cum mixed together (mm-mm). SO MUCH of his hot boiling spunk went in my love tunnel, that it reached deep inside and saturated and flooded me everywhere up in there and now, Praise The Lord, I'M PREGNANT! There's a baby in me! A boy, I think. Maybe twins! Or triplets! Sweet Lord Thank YOU! I swear that I will take such good care of your gift! And to think it never would have happened if it weren't for George finding that Bugs Bunny cartoon and making Jeri's pussy sore with his third leg! Thank You, God! Thank you, Thunder Rand (and your POWER BALLS)! Thank you, Angelface Jeri (and your TINY VAGINA)! Thank you, Boy George (and your MEGA-PENIS)! Thank you, Universe! Thank You, My Little Baby! I LOVE YOU ALL! Not gonna tell Rand until I see the doctor, but I KNOW I'M PREGNANT!"

[end of journal entry: 07/06/2024]

I remember that night. Fondly. Vividly. And I have an even bigger hard-on now.

So Cassie believes that she wouldn't be pregnant if it hadn't have been for a Bugs Bunny cartoon and the conversation about Jeri's va-jay-jay and George's penis? Baby Fever has melted her brain. Or maybe she's right? It was a pretty wild night of intense love-making.

I quickly scan the other days. I don't know exactly when the "peeping" and sexting started but I have an idea. And what I find... is exactly what Cassie described. To the letter.

Except... when Cassie wrote about the peeping, there were many more references to Jeri than there were of George.

Comments like:

"I peeped at Jeri and George today through upstairs window! By accident! Sorry! But not really!" [smiley face] "Can you blame me? Jeri was completely nudie naked. So beautiful. SMOKESHOW HOTTIE! And George's penis is scary big and freaky immense."

"Jeri saw me showering at the gym and was staring at me. It was embarrassing. But her eyes on me got me hot under the hood. [winky face] Too bad there were other people around [smiley face] or we could have flirted or maybe more. [smiley face] I'm still miffed at her about trying to seduce Rand. Why didn't she just talk to me? Ask me if I'd be into it? I guess I'm just not very good with putting out the signals with other women. I can't fight the feeling anymore. I like girls. I like Jeri. But I'm married! Would Rand be OK with it, if it's just us girls? I know George would. Could it happen someday? I hope. Crossed Fingers."

"Jeri is amazing! George sent me a video of them fucking. Jeri's pussy is shaven. No pubes in my teeth when I eat it [smiley face]! Is it still carpet munching if there's no carpet? I should ask Rand; he's the experienced one! George blew a big load on her pretty face. Yum. Us girlie girls like cum. Can't stop thinking about Rand making squirties all over Jeri and then me licking his cum off of her body. Mmmmmm,,, Jeri!"

And many more entries about Jeri; her looks, her hair, her clothes, her body.

I thought Cassie was mad at Jeri. But Cassie... likes Jeri. A lot. Cassie is attracted to Jeri. Very attracted to Jeri. Sure, she sucked off George for the house (and liked it) but the object of her affection, and attraction, is JERI.

For some reason, I feel a great sense of relief. Cassie hasn't been fantasizing about George!

Cassie's been fantasizing about JERI! Just like she fantasized about Teez, Gayle, Destiny, Indya and "Ariel". My busty, buxom, boobular wife Curvy and Comely Cassie is... BI!. As in BI-SEXUAL! And... I'm cool with that! I'm VERY cool with that! HELL YEAH! NICE!

So, that solves that. But... why did she make up those stories? Why did she make herself out to be a serial philanderer? Why did she further jeopardize our relationship with lies and tall tales? And... just where the fuck is she?

I put everything back where I found it. I make a mental note to get a copy of this key made: there's good spank-bank material in these journals. Need to read more when I can.

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #12

"Bits And Pieces" - The Dave Clark Five (1964)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Reborn Of The New Sun")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 1:35pm

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I sit in the kitchen and decide to have a beer. I go to open the fridge and I see it.

A half-empty bottle of "Orange Crush" soda. And a six-pack of KONA beer. A can of coconut water. A package of English Muffins. Then something pings in my head. I close the door. Cassie collects silly refrigerator magnets. It's one of her endearing quirks. She's got a Scooby-Doo "Mystery Machine" van magnet and a few small "gummy bear" magnets holding up some drawings my cousin's kids made for us last time they visited (and drank that half bottle of Orange Crush). A drawing of a policeman. And one of Batman.

I run to the bedroom, open Cassie's nightstand drawer. Among the chaos of useless junk, novelties, tchotchkes are...

A pair of dice, "that" baseball card, a ping-pong paddle, a rubber frog, a "Lost In Space" wind-up Robot B9 (had to Google him; not a fan of the show).

And a magazine with "that" actor on the cover, and a promotional pin for "that" movie. And a "Gigantor" comic book.

Then I scan the shelf where we keep our (really, Cassie's) old DVD's...

Terminator, Pee Wee's Big Adventure, Frankenstein Meets the Wolf Man, Little Mermaid.

These were all things she mentioned in her confessions. Bits and pieces of each story, that she wove into a ridiculous and absurd narrative, a twisted tale of infamy. I hung on every word. My cock got hard, then harder. My heart broke, then shattered, as I listening to how she sucked on strange dicks, for validation, for money, and for favors.

She Fucking Verbal Kint'd ME! She pulled a "Usual Suspects"! She went full-on, full-steam ahead Unreliable Narrator! She looked around and faked those stories from the shit we had on our shelves, in our drawers and on our fridge. And I fell for it! Hook, Line and Sinker!

What an absolutely insufferable, unbelievably stupid, plot twist! It's like that shitty season of Dallas, where they made everything a fucking dream!

BUT WHY? Please, someone, tell me... WHY DID SHE DO THAT?

It's a huge relief that it was all bullshit but... I could have left her over this. I could have just walked out, found a hotel, and filed for divorce. No one would blame me if I had. Maybe that's what she wanted? Did she want me gone? Was she pushing me away? If so, why beg me to stick around, and promise me wild sex? And just why did I stay? I mean, I could've run off with Jeri, and no one would fault me for that either. So... Should I leave?

Do I want to stay with this bat-shit nutso nympho (who is delusional at best, and at worst will tell me the most insane, x-rated lies to manipulate me)? Or should I stay and milk this (and her) for all I can get?

That's a very Machiavellian thought; I could get my revenge by manipulating my lying wife the way she's manipulated me. Two can play at that game, as the saying goes.

Or maybe I shouldn't even mention that I know that it was all bullshit. You should never wake a sleepwalker; maybe you shouldn't wake a daydreamer either.

Just then, I get a text. It's from a guy I know and used to hang out with years ago; Xaviar. The text has nothing to do with Cassie or George or Jeri or anything I'm going through right now. It's just an old friend checking in and asking if I know of any available rentals in the area. Apparently, he just scored a job nearby and will be moving to town soon. I quickly reply with a "sorry but no", congratulate him on the gig, and insist we get together when he's in town.

I recall that this guy, Xaviar, was a real player way back when (like me). A "ladies man" (like me). A Don Jaun (like me). We had some wild times together. In fact, I kind of avoided him after I started dating Cassie. I was afraid he might turn her head. Then I remember Xaviar once told me his name means "New House" in Spanish or Latin or some language.

Hm. New. House.

The seed of a germ of a glimpse of a glimmer of an idea takes root in me and begins to grow. It pushes away the pain of Cassie's infidelity, and I feel it permeate my limbs and my heart and my mind. I look in the mirror, and I see someone I once knew. Not Relationship Rand, the serious career-minded stiff who wants a traditional life in the suburbs where he only sleeps with one woman for rest of his life and whimpers like a bitch when he finds out that woman is actually a crazy slut Nympho.

He's gone. Forever (I hope).

With supreme clarity of vision, I see... good old Youngblood. I see the Mighty Thor, the Narcissistic God of Love 'Em and Leave 'Em, who Feels 'Em, Fucks 'Em and Forgets 'Em. I see Mr. Randtastic (the name Cassie gave me early this morning, when she begged for sex).

No, I see... MASTER Randtastic! The Sultan of Sex and Keeper of the... Harem!

I take a walk outside, to breathe some fresh air and feel the sun. I feel renewed. Reborn.

I look over at George's big blue house. It's really very nice. And chicks love guys with fancy houses. And pools. Those things are real panty-droppers. Aha-ha! And I want those things.

And that's when Cassie calls.

Me: "Cassie! Hey! Where are you?"

Cassie: "Where are you?"

Me: "I'm home. I got home about an hour ago. Where've you been?"

I'm afraid she's going to say, "I'm with George". But she doesn't.

Cassie: "Oh, where have I BEEN? I went to the gym. To surprise YOU. To see if you wanted to fuck ME in the alley or something. I had a craving. I wanted you. I. WANTED. YOU."

Me: "Oh. OK. Well, why don't you come home now? We'll find an alley around here, aha-ha."

Cassie: "Sure you have it in you? Not all worn out, Mr. Tomcat?" [imitating Jeri's voice] "Oh, RANDRANDRANDRAND! FUCKME! FUCKME! FUCKME! FUCK! ME! RAND-RAND-RAND!"

Me: "Oh shit. What did you...!"

Cassie: "I went to the gym. It was closed, so I went to the other one. You weren't there. So, I figured I would stop in on Jeri, cause that gym is so close to her apartment. I felt bad about maybe tricking her into a threesome later, so I wanted to confess, to tell her what I did with George. Before tonight. And if she never wanted to see me again, like you with George, then I would ask her... to fuck you. To get even with me. But when I got there, I saw your car in the parking lot. I went to her door and... I heard you. She was already fucking you, wasn't she?"

Me: "You heard us? Cassie... I'm sorry. But there was a sign. Signs. I saw signs."

Cassie: [laughing] "Oh, signs are real now? When you're cheating, the signs are real! And yeah, I heard HER! She's a loud one, Rand! Or maybe it's just my new superpowers, my Amazing Heightened Pregno-Senses."

Me: [long silence] "Don't be like that. All this happened because YOU cheated with George! Remember? And YOU wanted me to fuck Jeri! So I did."

Cassie: "I wanted US to fuck Jeri tonight! That was our DEAL! That we would do it together! But only YOU FUCKED HER! Oral Isn't Cheating but FUCKING is! You broke our deal!"

Me: [long pause] "Cassie, I am your Master. THAT was our deal. And I'm telling you to come home now. Right now. I need to talk to you, in person."

Cassie: [sarcastically] "Yes... Master!"

In under a minute, Cassie's car pulls into the driveway. She exits and glares at me; arms folded in front of her. I help her carry some groceries into the house. We silently stow the stuff into the cabinets and refrigerator. Then I order Cassie to follow me up to our bedroom.

Me: "Cassie, come here." [I make a move to hug her]

Cassie: "Fuck. You." [pushes me away and wipes a tear from her cheek]

ME: "Fuck me? No, Fuck YOU! You've put me through HELL this weekend! You did this! You played with my head and screwed with our marriage with those ridiculous, ludicrous LIES! Those fucking bullshit stories you told me yesterday! WHY? Why did you do that?"

Cassie: "What? You're the one who's making things up! I did all those bad things; I'm a slut and I like it! And I told you of my own free will. And I just might do it again if... you..." [tears up again] "Why do you think I made it up? Why would I do something like that?"

Those are interesting questions. Is she asking me how I KNOW she made it all up, or is she asking me if I understand the REASON she made it all up? I decide to go with option one.

Me: "Google." [not gonna mention that I read her journals; she's mad enough already] "Too many inconsistencies. Like, you look a bit like Kat Dennings but not enough for multiple people to mention it. But YOU think you look like her. And other plot holes. The Kona Café? That place is called Rockin' Van's. The guys in that band aren't "Theo" from your hometown and "Cole" with an English accent. And the guys you said were in Vegas couldn't have been in Vegas then. And on the bar fight police report it says a female cop, Officer Indya, brought you to the hospital. Cassie, you want something from me; you need something from me. So, you looked around the house and made up some crazy stories. But everything you said was all so bizarrely out of character for you. I know you lied; that you made it all up."

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #13

"The Love You Save" - The Jackson Five (1970)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Return Of The Pink Panther")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 2:00pm

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Cassie: "You believed me yesterday. Yesterday, you believed I was a bad girl. A slut who sucks strange cock for fun and profit!"

Me: "No, I DID NOT believe you!"

Cassie: "Yes you did!"

Me: "No, I didn't!"

Cassie: "Yes you did!"

Me: "Stop That! I did NOT believe you! I told you that I didn't believe it. Didn't I? I said that. Multiple times. I said it didn't make any sense. I said it was unbelievable. And... I was very tired. Exhausted, actually. So... I wasn't thinking straight either."

Cassie: "Well, it was ALL TRUE! I'm a dirty little BAD GIRL who likes sex! I like men to use me! For sex! My face is a SLUT FACE! My tits are WHORE TITS! My ass is a GRAB ASS! I'm a sex addict NYMPHO! So... do you hate me now? Are you leaving? Taking off with Jeri?"

Me: "No. No. I love you. I'll never leave you." [before the baby is born!]

But honestly, I'm on the fence about it. But Cassie looks... weird right now. Vulnerable.

Me: "Come here." [hug her] "I know it's not true. Yesterday, I was just letting you have your fun. Pretending to be mad. So I could punish you more, like you wanted." [kiss her forehead]

Cassie: "Really? But what if it is true? Are you and Jeri gonna run off together then? Or do you still love me? Even after everything I said... and did? So, can you deal with it? Do you still love me? Then say it. Say it over and over again. Every day. Every minute of every day."

Me: "I love you, Cass. I want you. I don't care if it's true or not. I want to be with you." [and Jeri too, of course]

Cassie: "Good. I want you too, Master. But I also want... someone else..."

Oh boy. Bombshell, incoming! Don't say George! DO NOT SAY GEORGE!!!

Cassie: [long pause] "Jeri." [pause] "I'm sorry about yesterday; what I put you through. But sometimes you need to tear things down so you can build them back better, with a stronger foundation. To forge a new kind of relationship. I love you. But... I love Jeri too. I think."

"Sorry I got jealous about you two. I just wanted to be there for the first time, at least. I wanted to be part of it. I like... women, Rand. I fantasize about women. And men. I'm Bi. Like Jeri. I can't deny it any longer. And I want to... explore things with you. Cause this is kinda all your fault! I was fine keeping it all up here" [taps forehead] "but then you squirted a baby in me, and filled me up with so much lust, so much LOVE, that I can't hold it in anymore! I want to be "sex addicts" WITH YOU, Master! I want to LOVE! I want to MAKE LOVE! And I really want to... eat some bald pussy! For YOU!"

Once again, we are at a turning point; a crossroads. Do I accept this offer from my wife (who's clearly not cooking on all her burners, so to speak), and enjoy a life of debauchery and guiltless pleasure? Or do I dump her and roll the dice with Jeri? Or Rhonda? Or no one?

Me: "Cassie... I REALLY don't mind if you like women! I think it's great. Just when I think you can't get any sexier, you do! And soon you're gonna be a mom; a MILF." [I fan myself] "HOT. But... I had to fuck Jeri today. I didn't want to feel... like a chump. Like a cuck. And it worked. I feel really really good right now. I really want to tell you about it. Confess it. Every single detail. It was so great. Thank you, my darling. Jeri's pussy is" [make a chef's kiss motion] "amazing. You're gonna love it. I'm glad she'll be the first woman for you; the gal who takes your lesbo cherry. Her cunt is like a vice when she comes! Yeah! I made her come SIX times. Five by eating her and once by fucking her. And I blew a hard Peter North right into her hot vag! So, we're even-steven. Almost. I, uh, called Rhonda. I'm gonna fuck her too."

Cassie: "Oh that's great! Can I get in on the Rhonda action too? Is she Bi? Or can I turn her Bi? For You! Heehee! Master, you know I'd do ANYTHING for you, my love!"

Me: "Hm. Anything, you say?" [I give a wry smile; an invitation to elaborate]

Cassie: "Yes! ANYTHING! Like, if you wanted us to have an orgy with... some musicians maybe, like Theo and his band, I'd do it! Heehee! And I'd make them give us concert tickets and limo rides and backstage passes too! Or if you wanted to whore me out with Destiny and make you made stacks blowing guys, I'd do that too! We're Facebook friends! I'll message her right now! Or if you'd like me to find Gayle or Indya or the Little Spermaid girl and bring them to our bedroom, I will! Spread Eagle on a Silver Platter!"

"But we have to stay married! And have our family. Together. That's the most important thing in the world. Us. You, me and our babies. I know I'm messed up; a crazy freak. I'm a Bi-Sexual Nympho. But I'm YOUR Bi-Sexual NYMPHO. And we're BOTH sex addicts; and addicts need a reliable supplier, don't they? Someone they can trust to always deliver the goods; safely, responsibly. We can be that for each other. Me, you... and maybe, Jeri." [kisses me and strokes my bulging package; crazy chicks turn me on!]

"And one more thing, please? We can't hate George! He did this!" [puts my hand on her belly] "I mean, YOU did it, but his Bugs Bunny cartoon made me think up the Little Red Riding Face thing, at THAT made us conceive! So, please, Master, don't hate him. And we have to LOVE Jeri, no matter what happens. Cause it was her dirty talk about George's big business that got you so jealous that your testosterone went into maximum-overdrive and turbo-charged your testes to "This Is Not A Drill" level of sperm production and sent them boys wriggly-wiggling up inside me!" [wiggles her finger at me]

Me: "Uh. Yeah. OK. But... speaking of George, and all that "Oral Isn't Cheating" stuff, I've been thinking about why I stayed after catching you two, and hearing about the "incidents". You know why? It's because I really, really love you. So much. I don't care what you've done. I have more love for you than I have pride. I could never leave you, ever. But NO MORE GAMES! No Lies! Master demands only honesty from now on. And c'mere. See that big house, right there?" [pointing out the window] "That's your house. Our house. You... "We" Earned it." [and now, I WANT IT; and I want HER (to stick around until my son comes out]

I kiss the back of her heavenly head.

Cassie: "Really? Are you serious? Are you sure? Oh Thank God! Thank... MASTER! Did... the universe tell you that? Was there... a sign or something?"

Me: "Yeah. It was a STOP sign. It told me to stop being a stupid, selfish, narcissistic, jealous idiot and give my sex-addict wife, the soon-to-be "Mother I Love to Fuck" everything, and anything, that's in my power to give. Like. STOP worrying about the past and just enjoy the present; enjoy the "present" of Cassie with the Incredible Chassis."

"But remember, I'm in charge. Now and Forever. You live to serve me. So, bend the knee."

Cassie: [kneels] "Yes, Master! YES! I serve YOU! Willingly! Gladly! So, what now, Boss? Hm? Punishments? Spankies? Pee on me? Ass fuck? Or maybe... a pussy fuck?"

Cassie rises up, and we make out like two drunken teenagers.

Aha-ha! Machiavelli would be proud!

I strip Cassie nude, and she whispers "Master... I love you, and I liked listening to you fuck Jeri. I got jealous, but I got really turned on too. I touched myself, right there, standing at her door. I like being married to a stud. But I want you to admit that you liked watching me suck George's cock. I want you to admit that you liked my dirty slut stories. Please. I want to hear it. Then I'll fuck you so hard, baby. Do ANYTHING you want. Every fucking day."

Wheels spin in my head. I know she made that shit up yesterday, to change my opinion of her; to make herself out to be a vamp, slut, femme fatale; a "Bad Girl". That Donna Summer song is going through my head... "You bad girl, You sad girl, You such a dirty bad girl". I guess maybe she needs to re-invent herself. Like she said: "tear it down to build it back".

But... Fuck It. Enough of this. Who really cares? I still want her, and that's all that matters.

Me: "I admit it. It turned me on. It made me crazy jealous; furious, but hard too. The way you described each encounter; you really made it sexy." [grab her, pull her close and whisper in her ear] "Like when you had the Rocker dick in your mouth in the van. And how you let the Slugger squeeze your tits while Destiny fucked him. And how you made the Virgin kiss you after you swallowed his load. And how you begged for more of the Actor's jizz. And how you said Lancelot fucked Gayle's tits, and how Sperminator grabbed your head and made you suck his dick. And Little Spermaid took your top off. And the Cop's cum dribbled down your chin. You tell a good dirty story, my sexy Bi-wife. You have a gift. Now... you admit that it wasn't just "for the house". Admit that you're a slutty cum-loving cock-sucking half-dyke."

Saying that last bit out loud makes me feel large and in charge... like an Alpha! Hell Yeah!

Cassie: "OK! I admit it! Heehee. I am "a slutty cum-loving cock-sucking half dyke". Heehee! But I'm YOUR slutty cum-loving cock-sucking half dyke! Now, you took a shower, right? OK, so are we gonna fuck or not? You fucked a little pussy earlier today, tiger-man, but now... you should try a Pink Panther!"

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #14

"Hitchin' A Ride" - Vanity Fare (1969)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Love Roller Coaster (reconstructed): Fire")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 2:10pm

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Cassie climbs on top of my lap and kisses me.

Cassie: "NOW! Tell me how you fucked my Blonde Barbie Angelface! And about her tight cunt! Was she good like me? Did she blow your doors off like I do?"

Me: "Hell Yeah! I power fucked that Ultrafox! Her pussy was a hot mess after I blew my load in it! She loved it; screamed like a banshee! It HURT MY EARS! I'm gonna fuck her again while you watch. Then jet my spunk into her tight wet clam again! Maybe on her face too."

Cassie: "I can't wait to suck your cum out of her, Master! Every fucking drop! Just like I sucked the cum out of her old man's fat balls! Heehee! I want her to see what a cum-slut I am! I'm tired of being a GOOD GIRL! Hm. Tell me I'm your BAD GIRL, Big Daddy!"

Me: [as her ass writhes my hard dick] "Baby, you're so BAD! My cock-sucking groupie. My dirty little whore. My fucking office slut. Hey! Let's go into the spare bedroom! I wanna fuck you there. And we can watch ourselves in the mirrors."

Cassie: "Yeah! OK, baby, fuck me right where I made George suck his own dick! HeeHee!"

I piggyback ride my big-titted bride, who would not stop kissing me and nibbling at my neck, into the spare bedroom. And I open the window curtains wide.

Me: "I want our neighbors to watch me fuck the most beautiful woman in the world!" [even though I was pretty sure our only neighbor, George, wasn't home]

Cassie: [fiddles with her phone] "Perfect Song for leg humping!" ["Hitchin' A Ride" plays]

I sit in the chair that George sat in while Cassie made him suck his own dick and she humps my leg and sings "Ride Ride Ride! Hitchin' A Ride! I WANNA RIDE! YOU!!! WOOHOO! This Roller Coaster is FIRE! Better than the last one! It's burning MY PUSSY like a Torch!". Cassie kisses me and rubs her heavenly hooters against my chest.

Me: "Tell me when you come. Scream it like Jeri would! Then I'll sniff your cunt like he did!"

Cassie: "Baby, you're my hubby! Do more than sniff it! Eat! Mangia, Roman Viking! Mangia!"

I do some cunnilingus work on her labia and clit, even though my tongue is sore from pleasing Jeri all morning. Cassie comes, squirming, quaking; and the tears run rampant.

We switch positions, and I eat her wetness again. I hold her curvy hips and bury my face between her legs. She lets out a shriek while pushing her pussy towards me, then my smutty slut calls out "I'm COMING! Hm-Mm!". She pulls me from her pulsing pussy and licks her juice from my face. She begs "Mm, I hope Jeri tastes this good! Make me deep throat your hammer. Jam it in. Balls deep. All the fucking way". I grab her by the back of the head and push my dick into her waiting open mouth. And hold it, hold it, hold it till she gags. "Hm! Don't stop! Again!", she says when I let her up for air. I push her head down again, until her lips are on my ball sack. I give a few quick thrusts, until she digs her nails into my thigh. I pull her head up again. She gasps "Whoa! So. Much. Cock. More!". So, I ram it down her gullet again. And she cries beautiful tears, whimpering "Mm-hm. Mm-hm.".

Cassie: [panting] "Master Rand! Your tongue is grand but your cock beats the band!"

And now, it's Cassie-fucking time.

Cassie slowly pulls her head out of my crotch. I carry her to bed and gently put her down. I lay down beside her. We kiss and I squeeze her gorgeous ass, while she fondles my prick. Then disengaged from my embrace, she climbs on me and sits straight down on my dick with a grunt, and I fuck her like a mad animal. As my cock pokes her G-spot, she twists and writhes and gyrates on my dick like a whory little hurricane, like a wild, wanton, womanly whirlwind. I visualize her sucking my jizz out of Jeri and then with a triumphant "UH UH UH" I come deep up inside that tight tornado, and my cum gets sucked far up into her cyclonic snatch vortex. Then I eat her stormy steamy sweltering sweetness again. And she cleans cummy curdling chaos off my cock. Just like old times.

And as I hold her, in the afterglow...

Cassie: "I had the craziest dream last night. We were in a big hot air balloon, but you were holding these long tethers, so we didn't float away. And when the balloon started to lose altitude, we were gonna crash, but Jeri made the fire go WOOSH so we stayed in the air."

"So, you saved me from floating away, and Jeri saved me from crashing. You. Are. Amazing. Don't ever change. Always love me. Please. And... did you tell Jeri about me and George? You did? Well, don't tell her that you told me. I want to confess to her. And see if she confesses to me, about fucking you. Before you fuck her again."

Me: "Sure. Huh. Weird dream. And... I knew you were making shit up yesterday. I picked up on all your clues. Like... that coffee house, the Kona Café! That's an anagram too. "A Fake Con". And we have KONA beer in the fridge. See? I knew. I mean, I suspected. I just, you know, went with the flow. For you, Little Miss Unreliable Narrator! Aha-ha!"

Cassie: "Heehee. Right. Hm. OK, Master. If it makes you happy... believe what you will. Too bad I burned all my journals, so we'll never know who's right, will we, Mr. Smarty-Pants?"

Me: "You're the smart one! Just coming up with all that stuff off the top of your head proves it. You're amazing, Mama Cass, my dreamy little cum-bucket." [I rub her belly] "C'mon. It's almost three o'clock. Jeri will be here soon. Let's get wet."

I shower while Cassie finishes up some dinner prep. Then after I dry off and get dressed, it's Cassie's turn to bathe. And she gives me a little honey-do list, and a big kiss.

When Jeri arrives, Cassie has just started drying her hair, so she doesn't hear the bell. She's still wrapped in her towel.

[start of texts from Jeri to Cassie and Rand]

Jeri: "Hey Guys! I'm here"

Jeri: "Are you home? Are we still on?"

Rand: "Cassie's home. I think she's showering, so maybe she needs a minute. I'll be back in a few. Just running errands."

Jeri: "NM. I hear her. She's COMING" [wink emoji] "soon!" [laughing emoji]

[end of texts from Jeri to Cassie and Rand]

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #15

"Girls Talk" - Dave Edmunds (1978)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Face/Off")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 4:00pm

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But I'm not running errands. My original plan was that I would park around the block and watch the lesbian lovefest on my phone in the car (Cassie, of course, didn't know that I set up Nanny Cams in the living room and bedrooms). Cassie would then seduce Jeri, get her naked and ready, then I'd walk in suddenly, catch them in the act and then we'd orgy the night away (kind of like what happened when I caught Tiffany cheating on me with Naomi). But I just fucked Jeri a few hours go, and Cassie a few minutes ago, so I need some time to recharge my boner battery. With Jeri at the front door, I slip into the attached garage, sit on a milk crate, put my earphones in, and boot up the Nanny Cam app.

I see Cassie running from the staircase to the front door, with one towel wrapped around her head and another wrapped around her tempting torso. She seems a bit frazzled. She's muttering to herself "You can do this... you can do this...".

Cassie: [nervously] "Jeri!" [kisses her full on the lips] "Come in, Babe. Angelface, I have to tell you something... I sucked George's dick on Friday! I'm sorry! I should've asked you first! But it was only oral! And Oral Isn't Cheating, right, love? Please don't be mad!"

Jeri: "You sucked off George, Dollface? Well, OK! Good to know. Why would I be mad? Oral isn't cheating. Oral is just... oral. But I hope you're not mad at me cause... I fucked Rand this morning. It just happened! We were talking and then he went down on me. And we thought, you know, "oral isn't cheating" too! But then we fucked. It happened so fast; I wasn't thinking! Am I a bimbo? A Bad Girl? Or a... bad friend?"

Cassie: "Ohhh. Really? You two fucked? Today? Huh. Well, Rand didn't mention it. Sweetie, I'm not mad! Shit happens. You are not a BIMBO! You're my Boo, my Angelface, my Jeri Cherub! You're my... Cherubimboo! Heehee! And Rand has been wanting to fuck you for a long time. It's okay. Really! He talks about you all the time. Was he good? He's usually really good. At fucking." [makes fucking sign, sticking her index finger into the fist she made with her other hand, then she gestures to Jeri to sit on the couch next to her]

Jeri: "Oh yeah, he was great. So attentive! With his long tongue." [long pause as Cassie adjusts the towel on her head] "Did you like George's dick? It's pretty big, right? Like I said? Big!" [Jeri holds her hands about a foot apart] "Right?"

Cassie: "YEAH! That thing is HUGE! I swallowed four of his loads. We were at it pretty much all day. So, did Rand make you come? If he didn't, I'll have to have a talk with him, Heehee!"

Jeri: "Oh, I came five times! No, wait, SIX! He's a master. And I never really liked the taste of jizz before, but I liked Rand's! Guess cause he's so... edible! Heheh! And you swallowed four of George's mega-blasts? You little cum slut! Impressive! Call Guinness book! Heheh!"

Cassie: "Heehee! Yeah, my tummy was bulging from downing all those dork deposits! Talk about a belly-bomb... Yeesh! Thought I might bust a gut." [pats her stomach] "And speaking of "Master", that's my new name for Rand. Cause he found out about me blowing George's torpedo. He was so mad! So now I call him "Master", like in "I Dream Of Jeannie". I do sex slaving for him. I obey his every command in the bedroom. It's fun! He ass fucked me, spanked me, peed on me a few times, blew hot loads on my face, triple penetrated me with his dick and some dildos... as punishments. But I loved it! Kinky stuff. We're good now."

Jeri: "OK! You guys are into some wild shit. Good to know! So, you call him "Master" now? That's hot! I'd be into that too, I mean, if Rand were my guy. He's just so masterful! Does he order you around and make you do his bidding? Like free-use BDSM stuff? Like "On your knees! Suck my dick NOW, bitch!"? Like, hot stuff like that? He does? Good to know."

Cassie: "Oh yeah, he takes me whenever, wherever. I like it! I'm like his sex doll. He knows I LOVE doing it in dangerous places! Like in a parked car, or at the library, or heehee, truck stop bathrooms! So, yeah, we do that a lot. We did it once in the changing room in George's little pool house when you guys were swimming! I came like waterfall! Like Niagara! Are you into "Bad Girl" stuff too? Do you like naughty, kinky thrill fucking?"

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #16

"Little Town Flirt" - Del Shannon (1963)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Here She Comes")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 4:15pm

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Jeri: "Oh yeah! I love that Bad Girl shit! George doesn't though. He's a little timid, sexually. I'm surprised he came on to you. Or did you come on to him? To get some "danger dicking"! Heheh! Cassie, I wanna hear EVERYTHING! All the gory deets!"

Cassie: "Heehee! Yeah, maybe I flirted a little! We had a fun sexting thing going on. He sent me dick pics and I sent him some sexy stuff. After he caught me peeping at you guys doing it, heehee. I saw you blowing him! Saw you... naked. Jeri, Cherubimboo, you're SO PRETTY! And your body is Gorgeous! SO HOT! Hey, by the way... remember that day we saw each other at the gym and I was naked, like this?" [Cassie strips off her body towel] "Were you looking at me? At these? If you were, I don't mind. I mean, I kinda felt like you were eyeing me up, like, maybe you liked what you saw. Am I wrong about that?"

Jeri: "Why, Cassie! Are you flirting with ME now? Heheh. Well, no, you're definitely not wrong. You know I think you're fine, Dollface. You're a feast for the eyes. Rand's a lucky man. He gets to ogle those gorgeous fine orbs of yours every day." [Jeri openly stares at Cassie's breasts] "Not to mention your sweet round ass. And your beautiful heavenly face. So, you and George were flirting and sexting? Well, I guess I should tell you, I sent Rand some pics of me, that maybe could kinda be construed as "inappropriate". You know, like seductive. But just for fun! Like you and George! I was NOT trying to steal him away from you! And he never took the bait. He was a good, faithful man. I mean before today. That's part of what makes him so incredibly attractive. So, let me ask YOU a question. That kiss you just gave me. You've never kissed me like that before. Was that a friend kiss or something more? Hmm? Felt like something more to me, flirty girlie!"

Cassie: "Jeri. My angel." [leans in close] "I've been thinking about you for a long time. I've never felt this way about a woman. I think... I want you. Do you want me?" [naked Cassie kisses Jeri while sitting on the couch where she gave George is fourth and final blowjob]

My dick is like a stick of solid granite listening to this dirty flirty girlie talk, and seeing my sweet preggers wife kiss my new sexy girlfriend. I had no idea it would be this simple! This Easy! I absolutely hate George with every fiber of my being for touching my wife, betraying my trust; but Cassie and Jeri are just like "Oops, Sorry, HeeHee, Heheh, I did your man, isn't that funny? OK, let's make out now.".

Cassie: "Hmmm! I can taste Rand. I can taste him on you! In your mouth. Mmmmm."

Jeri: "OK! Heheh, yeah, I got his hot cum all over my face." [turns her face from side to side] "But we took a shower! Together, heheh (he fucked me good in there too). Maybe Rand's manly musk is stronger than soap? Mm. You're so amazing, Cassie. Dollface... mmmm."

Cassie: "Well, I have heightened sense now. Because... Oh! Your hands feel so good on my tits! Always wondered how your soft hands would feel, feeling me up. Hey, let's get you naked. I wanna admire your body. I wanna love it. And sample that snatch. You'll be my first. You know that? My first taste of pussy. Other than my own, when I clean Rand's cock after we fuck. Oh my, Jeri, you're gorgeous. So nice. Let me touch it. Oh. It's hot! It's a hot little pussy! Is it always this hot, or did I do that? I'm so BAD! Heehee!"

Jeri: "It's cause of you, Dollface! Let me touch you too. Touch your hot pussy. What? No! No! Me first! Let me rub it! I wanna make you come! Heheh!"

Cassie: "No, Angel, you're my guest! You get first fingering, but last licks! Heehee! Mmmm! Wow! OK, here goes... My first taste of lady nectar (other than my own sweet sap)!"

From the camera on the mantle, I have a great view of Cassie rubbing Jeri's clit and pussy lips. Then she holds her fingers up to her nose and sniffs them, then licks them.

Jeri: [in an amazingly sultry voice] "Well, what do think?"

Cassie: "I like it!"

Cassie inches her way down, kissing, licking, until her head obscures Jeri's vag from view.

Cassie: "Jeri! Mmm! I love your pussy... mmm. So Delicious! Like Honey! Yum. Girls are YUM. I think I taste Rand's jizz in you! That bad boy didn't wear a condom, did he? Heehee! He squirted his milk right into you! Naughty. So naughty."

Jeri: "Yeah, he filled me up in there. He smells so good, Dollface! I kept sniffing my sheets all day to smell him on them! Yes! Like that. Right there! Lick! Oh, Cassie! You're so GOOD! YES! Eat it! CASSIE CASSIE CASSIE! OH! CASSIECASSIECASSIE! OH! CASSIE! Oh! Ahh-ah!"

Cassie: "Mmm! MMM! I'm... COMING! OH! Me too! Me too! MMMM! Oh Oh! HMMMMMM!"

Jeri is sitting on the couch, legs apart, and Cassie has her head buried between her thighs and my dear sweet wife is enjoying the taste of my dear sweet girlfriend's dear sweet vagina so much that she's having an orgasm too! So, Cassie comes when giving head AND while eating pussy! As Jeri would say "Good to know"! All I can see is a bit of Cassie's ass and the back of her head (still wearing the head towel) between Jeri's legs. At least Jeri's tits are exposed. Damn; I love Nanny Cams! But I really need a better look.

Jeri: "Now... my turn? I give good face, little lady. Let me... OH! Rand!"

I walk in on them, ready to play the "surprised husband". And to pretend to Jeri that I didn't admit to Cassie that I ate her out and fucked her this morning. And to pretend to Cassie that Jeri didn't already know about Cassie sucking George's cock last Friday. And to pretend that I wasn't just watching and listening to their lesbo hijinks while sitting on a very uncomfortable milk crate in the garage. I need to get a tongue or some pussy or a tit in my mouth quickly, before I say something dumb and give it all away.

Me: "Hey! What the hell? What's going on here? What are you doing?"

Cassie: "Oh! Hi Hon! It's called ORAL SEX and It's NOT Cheating! Wanna join us?"

Me: "Hell YEAH!"

Jeri: "Heheh, Good One, Cass! Now, Rand, how's about you pull out that big Madam Smasher of yours and let's get FUCKING!"

Cassie: "Madam Smasher? Heehee! I love it! High Five, fuck-buddy!"

As the girls congratulate each other on their cleverness, I unbuckle and drop my pants to expose my half-hard cock. Jeri quickly grips it, while Cassie continues eating her pussy.

Jeri: "Cassie? Can I suck it? Like, fluff him for you?"

Cassie: [lifting her head from her spicy little taco] "Well, of course you can suck him, but he MUST fuck you first! I insist! You're our guest! You get first boning too!"

Jeri: "OK! Good to know!"

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #17

"Candy Man" - Roy Orbison (1961)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Double Delicious To Do")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 4:35pm

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Jeri: [pats Cassie's head as she gets off the couch and kneels before my rod] "OK! So I get Rand-Sacked first! That's so nice of you! Mm-Mmm, that's good boner! Tastes like candy!"

Cassie: "It's Dandy Randy Candy! But hey, don't bogart the joint, missy. Sharing is caring! Mmm-Hmm! I've always wanted to do this. Share a cock with a beautiful woman."

Both ladies are on their knees sharing my shaft. Doubling down on my dick. The slogan for Doublemint is in my head "Double Your Pleasure, Double Your Fun". It's been a while since I've had two beautiful women licking and kissing my hard-on. And each other. Their lips and tongues touch as they dance around the head of my dick. They're smiling, humming, laughing, purring and winking! Winking, guys! It fucking gets me SO FUCKING HOT!

I pull Jeri up by her hair (gently) so we can kiss while Cassie "fluffs" my cock. I let my fingers slide down her belly until they find her clit. I caress her bald button and feel the heavy wet of her slit. Cassie's spit and Jeri's squirt make for a sloppy, slippery snatch.

Me: [whispering, pretending I didn't watch the whole thing] "How'd Cassie do? Did she make you come, Ultrafox?"

Jeri: "Oh yeah! Cassie ate my pussy like a pro! She's got a magic tongue! It went... so far in! Like a fucking snake!"

Cassie: [sticking out and wiggling her tongue] "Ahhh-lalala! Should my tongue fuck your muff some more before Rand shoves his man-meat in you? I think he's fluffed to maximum fluffation, so lay down on the couch and let's get your beaver ready for the pussy cleaver!"

Cassie goes back down on Jeri, while Jeri takes back the blowjob duties, sucking my dick and groaning "Oh Cassie! I LOVE YOU! Rand, Oh Rand, I love you too! Love You! OH! OH! LOVE YOU! LOVEYOU! LOVELOVELOVE! OHOHOH!"

Then I move into position and slide my dick into Jeri's tight cunt, while Cassie kisses her and sucks her perky tits and nipples.

Jeri: "OH! OH! Uh! UH! LOVE YOU! OH! LOVEYOULOVEYOULOVEYOUUUUUU!"

Yowza! Good thing we don't have any close neighbors (well, any that are home today).

I give it to her good, loving the screams, until she pants "OK! Cassie's turn! Fuck her now!"

I slowly withdraw my mega-weapon. I kiss Jeri (and give each titty a little suck too). Then I kiss Cassie, who's sitting on the couch, her long legs spread for me. I bend down to eat her pussy, the delicious and devilish Pink Panther.

Cassie: "Uh-uh! I'm wetter than on Little Red Riding Face night! FUCK IT! NOW!"

I mount Cassie, and her pussy sucks my dick in like an industrial vacuum. Jeri squeezes Cassie's big tits together and shakes and shimmies them. And in a few minutes, Cassie hums and comes and tears for us. The Pink Panther is pleased!

I fuck Cassie more as Jeri kisses her and plays with her boobs, and as Cassie fingers Jeri's wet pussy. Then I fuck Jeri missionary while Cassie sucks her nipples and Jeri squeezes Cassie's ass, Then I fuck Cassie again as Jeri rides my face. The girls double-blowjob me for a bit, then Jeri rides me reverse-cowgirl while Cassie licks her clitoris. Then we switch to doggy-style; I plow Jeri from behind while she and Cassie make-out. And of course, there's much moaning, dirty talk and screaming (mostly from Ultrafox Angelface Jeri).

And so it went, for over an hour. The greatest hour of my life (of maybe anyone's life).

At this point in the mini-orgy though, my dick is feeling... numb. It's hard but I have no sensation, no feeling. I want to come, but it's not happening. Until...

Cassie: "Can't come, baby? Let Cassie fix it."

Cassie disengages from us for a few minutes then returns with her big ten-inch dildo! She holds it between her legs and shows it to Jeri.

Cassie: "You're gonna suck me, baby! You're gonna take two dicks, OK? Suck it! And make it a good one! You sucked off my man, now you're gonna suck me off!"

And Jeri opens up her mouth and sucks the big fat dildo jutting out from Cassie's crotch. We're spit-roasting Jeri! And she loves it! Soon I shout "uh!... Uh!... UH!" and explode inside her vice-like vagina. Cassie shouts a "Hallelujah" as she hands the big, long dildo to her pretty blonde cocksucker. Then Cassie gets in close, underneath us, to watch the thick creamy cum trickle out of Jeri's twat. And I hear her cooing as she laps up my man milk.

Cassie: "Mmmm! A nice gusher oozing out of her gash! Ohh YUMMY! Oh! Mmmm. Tastes better than I imagined. Mmm. Like melted ice cream mixed with honey. Mmm."

I gingerly slip it out of Jeri and a big blob of seminal fluid drops onto Cassie's lovely face. She engulfs my dick to suck the Jeri Juice and the "Rand-jaculate" off of it. Then she eats out our guest, sucking my spooge out of her pussy, as promised.

Cassie: "Mmmm. This marvelous Madam has been thoroughly Smashed! Mm-mm." [kisses Jeri and tweaks her nipples as they swap drops and dribbles of my third semen load of the day between them] "I love you, Cherubimboo. I love you, Thunder Bod. I love... us!"

Cassie and Jeri blow their cum-and-cunt scented breath on me and kiss me sweetly.

Well, that was AMAZING. I can't describe it in any other way. AMAZING. I take a quick shower (my third of the day). Cassie and Jeri lay out a spread for our dinner. Cassie had picked up a tray of sushi, with cooked roll options for those of us with a bun-in-the-oven. A nice healthy meal after an incredible workout. Then after we eat, Jeri showers.

And Cassie pulls me aside and we talk...

Cassie: "What did you think, Master? Was it everything you'd hoped for?"

Me: "It was amazing. Thank you! You're the best wife in the entire world. Love you. Severely."

Cassie: "Even though I was bad? Even though I did those bad things?"

Me: "Yes. Even though you did that. Still the best wife ever." [we kiss]

Cassie: "So, I wasn't so bad after all? I mean, does the end justify the means? A little?"

Me: "I... guess. But what about you? Did you like it? This? With Jeri?"

Cassie: "Oh YES! Pussy is great! And I was thinking, if Jeri is done with George, can she move in with us, into the big house? Hm. We need a better name for it. A cool name. Like Sugar Shack, but this is Sugar Shack, so something else. Could she move in? George is paying for her apartment, and if they're broken up, who's gonna pay her rent? If she doesn't come live with us, she'll have to live with her mom until she finishes school. She doesn't have a job. She'd have to go back to OnlyFans! Please, Master? I'll tell her she needs to call you Master, like I do. She'll do it. She's submissive. She likes an Alpha male, a real man. Then every day will be threesome day. For You! If you want, I mean, my wise Master."

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #18

"Laugh Laugh" - Beau Brummels (1965)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Giggly Girls Tickly Titty Torture")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 5:35pm

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Every day. A threesome every day. And I only have one dick and two balls. I want to help Jeri. I want to keep Jeri, but preggo Cassie and I are expecting a baby. I guess it would help to have another caregiver for the kid. But, what about everything else? Food, her car, her cell phone, all those things that George is paying for. I guess me and Cassie would become her new Sugar Daddy and Sugar Momma; her Sugar Parents, in our new Sugar Shack.

Cassie: "Think about it. It would be fun for everyone."

Cassie slips into the bathroom. "Can I join you?" she asks Jeri. "OK!" is the predictable response.

I listen to them wash, splash, giggle and sigh while standing outside the bathroom door.

After their shower, Cassie is lying on our big king-size bed, drying off, and Jeri is stroking her soft skin, and admiring her fabulous, fantastical form, while I watch from a distance.

Jeri: "Dollface? How could you taste Rand's spooge in me? In my mouth AND in my pussy? You said you have heightened senses. Are you in some secret experimental government program to create superhumans, or sumthin? What gives, girlie?"

Cassie: "Oh, no, you silly. But it is a secret. I can't tell. Yet."

Jeri: [giggling] "What? Can't tell me what? C'mon! Tell me! C'mon!" [Jeri starts tickling Cassie's sides and underarms] "Tell me! Tell me!"

Cassie: [laughing] "NO! No! STOP! STOP! Cut it out! RAND! Help Meeee! Jeri Stop! Stop!"

Jeri: [giggling] "Not till you tell! Tell me the secret! Let's see if your titties are ticklish! YES! Yes they are! Heheh! What about your sexy neck! Ooooh! Ticklish! Tell me! Or else I'll tickle your feet! Don't make me! I'll tickle your feet!"

Cassie: [laughing] "NO! No don't! OK OK! Heehee! I'm pregnant! I'm... pregnant. Ahh.. ah."

Jeri: [stops tickling] "You're... OH MY GOD! CASSIE! OH CASSIE! My baby!" [kissing Cassie's belly] "My love! Oh sweetie! Why didn't you tell me?"

Cassie: "Well, I was going to, but it's still early, like two months along. Are you happy? You're gonna be an aunt. You're gonna be my baby's beautiful aunt, my angel."

Jeri: "Of course I'm happy! Oh Cassie! Heheh! Now, if I can't tickle your feet, I'm gonna tickle... YOUR FETUS! Heheh! Heheh! [Jeri tickles Cassie's tummy]

Cassie: [laughing] "STOP! I told you! Now Stop! Stop! Heehee! Stop!" [tickling Jeri back]

One of the sexiest things I've ever seen: two naked hotties tickling each other.

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #19

"Baby Talk" - Jan And Dean (1962)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "Sleepover Play Date")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 5:55pm

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Jeri: "Rand! Hold her down! I need to talk to my niece!"

Cassie: "Nephew! NEPHEW! I think..."

Jeri: "OK! Nephew then... Good to know!" [I hold my squirming Cassie's arms so she can't tickle Jeri, as Jeri positions herself so her mouth is inches away from Cassie little fur burger, her hot little hoohah, the apparent portal to the baby's womb room]

Jeri: "HELLO! Calling all babies! This is your Aunt Jeri calling! Come in, Baby! Hello little baby! Aunt Jeri loves you, sweet little baby! REPEAT! Aunt Jeri LOVES YOU, SWEET LITTLE BABY! GooGooGaGa! Coochie Coochie KOO!" [kissing and fingering Cassie's love tunnel]

Cassie laughs until her sides hurt. Then Jeri and I kiss her sides better.

This was a great idea. The three of us, together. This feels so very GOOD.

But it also complicates things for me. I was kinda, sorta planning that once the baby's born, I would have the option of getting full-custody, then divorcing Cassie (maybe; possibly) and then hooking up with Jeri full-time. But if Jeri is part of our "Love Triangle", she might not be too keen on losing Cassie. So, I guess I just have to suffer through having a super-stacked nympho wife AND a hot as blazes live-in mistress? Well, if I must, then I must!

I catch Cassie's eye and give her a nod and a thumbs up. I mouth the words "Let's do it". So, Cassie asks Jeri "Hey, Angelface... would you want to... sleep over tonight?"

Jeri: "OK! I was kinda hoping you'd ask. I packed an overnight bag, heheh, I'll just go get it out of my car. I brought some outfits and "toys" with me too, just in case... heheh!"

Jeri threw her shorts and shirt on and went to her car to get her bag.

Me: "I thought you were gonna ask her to move in?"

Cassie: "I was but I got a better idea!"

Me: "A better idea? Uh. OK, but I was kinda psyched about her moving in with us. She'd make a great roomie. I saw her apartment. It was really well kept. Nice and Neat. Hey, babe, did you know she was her high school's Prom Queen? I saw a picture at her place."

Cassie: "Jeez, Rand! Of course I know! She's only told us about a hundred times. You really need to pay better attention when people are talking."

Me: "Aha-ha! I guess you're right! I was probably too busy fantasizing about fucking her beautiful blonde ass to listen to her. Like I had "Jeri Goggles"... on my ears."

Cassie: "You Men! I fantasized about her too but at least I pay attention when she talks. Do better, Master, My Love. My Prom King. You two are royalty. A King and a Queen. Heehee!"

Me: 'You would have been royalty too, if you weren't home schooled. If you had gone to high school, you'd have been the most popular chick there, baby doll. Prom Queen of Hearts!"

Cassie: "Oh, you're so sweet. But now, come with me, quick!" [pulls me to the other room]

Then Nympho-Braniac Cassie tells me her plan, which I have to say, I absolutely love.

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #20

"Sealed With A Kiss" - Brian Hyland (1962)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "With This Ring, We Thee Wet")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 6:25pm

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When Jeri returns, Cassie has all we need to enact her plan. Cassie looks in Jeri's overnight bag and pulls out a very sexy white lace bra and matching panties. "We're not done with you yet, Angelface. Put these on!". Jeri complies, and when she's dressed all in white, I get down on one knee before her and say "Jeri, our love, will you marry... US?".

Cassie: [down on her knee also] "Please? You'd make us the happiest couple in the world!"

Jeri looks at the small golden ring that Cassie had gotten from her jewelry box. I quickly tell her "We'll get you a real one soon. A diamond. A nice one. Promise."

Jeri smiles and looks at us both and asks "Are you... serious?".

We said "YES" in unison.

Jeri: "Oh My God! This is all happening so FAST! But well, OK! YES! Let's seal it with a kiss!"

I slip the ring on Jeri's finger. Cassie puts her old wedding veil on Jeri's head, and we kiss; I french-kiss Jeri. Cassie french-kisses Jeri. I french-kiss Cassie, then we all pressed our lips together as best we can to form a little wet-lipped triumphant triumvirate of loving, a saliva-trickling tribal triplex of longing, a super-sloppy tridimensional triangle of lusting. Hell Yeah!

Cassie: "That was just the engagement kiss! Now we have to do the ceremony, then we'll honeymoon, when Rand and I can get off of work, and Jeri has a break at school. Here. I'll be the priestess. Do you Jeri take this Plutonium Blonde Viking Of Hearts, Rand, to be your unlawfully wedded hubby, to have and to hold, to suck and to swallow, to fuck and to ride, to call Master and be his sexy slave like I am, to love, love and love, forever and ever?"

Jeri: "OK!"

Cassie: "Good answer. Now, do you, Jeri, also take this Nympho-Braniac May Queen Of Hearts, to be your unlawfully wedded wifey, to have and to hold, to munch and to nibble, to lick and to lez, to satisfy her every desire no matter how weird or kinky, to love, love and love, forever and ever?"

Jeri: "OK!"

Cassie: "Two for two! Do you, Rand, take this Cherubimboo Ultrafox Prom Queen Jeri, to be your unlawfully wedded wifey, to have and to hold, to squeeze and to fuck, to eat and to finger, whenever you want until you can't get it up no more, to love, love and love, forever and ever?"

Me: "OK!"

Cassie: "Sexcellent response, My Master! And... do you Cassie, take this AdventCheer-Leader CinderYeller, Jeri, to be your unlawfully wedded wifey, to have and to hold, to tease and to please, to kiss and to cuddle, to make her happy and smiley and joyful every fucking day, to love, love and love, forever and ever? OK! Now... You may lick the BRIDE! Heehee!"

And Cassie drops to her knees and licks Jeri's sweet cherry pie.

Cassie: [pointing to me] "Now YOU may lick the bride!"

So, I lick my new wife's tasty pastry.

Cassie: [pointing to Jeri] "And you may lick THIS bride!" [Cassie then points to her crotch]

Jeri: "OK! FINALLY! Let me at your girlie bits!" [kneels, buries her face in Cassie's crotch]

Cassie: "Oh! Oh SHIT! My wife eats pussy good! My Angelface gives good FACE! OH! Now... OH! I may... SUCK the groom!" [I bring Cassie my half-hard cock to suck and stiffen]

Jeri: "Mm! Cassie, you've got the perfect pussy! My wife has the tastiest grool EVER! Thank you for sharing her cunt with me, Rand! I mean, MASTER! Heheh."

Cassie: "Angelface, I love that dirty talk! And your dirty little tongue! OH! Yes! Squeeze my tits, Master! Suck my clit! I feel it... It's coming! Oh! A tongue in my pussy and a cock in my mouth! GOOD STUFF! HM! HM! HM!" [Cassie's cum tears flow like rain]

Jeri: [going for a post orgasm smooch] "Why you crying, toots? This is a happy occasion!"

Cassie: "I always cry at weddings where my pussy gets licked! But enough cunnilingus! LET THE WILD WEDDING RUMPUS START!"

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #21

"Born To Be Alive" - Patrick Hernandez (1978)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "... And To Wild Rumpus To Looney Tunes!")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 7:20pm

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I grab the bucket full of rice we had stashed, and Cassie grabs her phone, and then "Born To Be Alive" fills the bedroom. And we dance the wild wedding rumpus, throwing rice into the air and at each other. I guess this is "our song" now. Wouldn't have been my first choice, of course, but... hey, I have two wives now. Happy Wives, Happy Lives.

Cassie shimmies her big jugs and Jeri shakes her fine ass. Both gals grind up against me, tantalizing and teasing my tired dick. I put my hands on their hips and feel them gyrate. I love my wives. I feel truly blessed. I have a terrible, disturbing thought, though; this is all happening, this ecstasy, this joy, is all because of... him; George.

When the music ends, we all fall into bed. I'm in the middle and Cassie's on my left, as usual, and Jeri's on my right. Both women start tenderly kissing my arms, chest, shoulders.

Cassie: [to Jeri] "Jeri, my Angelface, we should tell you that I gave Rand a hall-pass to make it with other women, like his work MILF and his sexy ex, Tiffany. Though now that I'm out of the closet, I'm kinda hoping that he brings them home so we can all enjoy some strange. What'dya think, Ultrafox?"

Jeri: "OK! Good to know! I'd be down for making it with some gals with you two. I could even make some calls. I've been around you know! Heheh!

Cassie: "Cool fucking beans!" [the girls high five] "So, I guess we're sister wives now, my Daffy Duckling. I never had a sister before. I only had my one girl cousin, Liz."

Jeri: "Me neither, my Wascally Wabbit. No sister. Or brother. Or dad. Or cousin, even. Only child of an only child. The singular offspring of a single mom." [Jeri touches me] "Rand, My Tasmanian Handsome Devil? You don't have any siblings either, do you?"

Me: "Nope. Lots of cousins, though. George... was an only child too, right?"

Jeri: "Yeah. He's got no one now. No family. Sad."

Cassie: [obviously trying to change the topic away from George] "Hey, Rand, tell Jeri about the time those sisters sucked your dick! Rhonda's nieces. Tell her! Tell her, Tell her..."

Jeri: "OK! Who's Rhonda though? Never mind. Just... Tell me! Tell me, Tell me, Tell me..."

Me: "Later! I swear, I'll tell it later. In graphic detail. If I tell it now, I'm gonna wanna fuck your pussies again, and I think we all need a breather."

Cassie: "Mmm-Hmm. This has been so most excellent! Spouses? Lemme tell you, I've been so horny these past few weeks. Craving wild sex. Like, beyond "in heat" horny. I've been "in nuclear fusion" horny. Like, "in the Human Torch's underoos" horny. "In the Earth's molten core" horny. Like "in a thousand supernovas" horny. Can we please keep this going? I want to have one of you, or both of you, in me constantly! I love my new family... I crave your cock!" [points to me] "And your pussy!" [points to Jeri]

Cassie's smiling but also crying something other than come tears now.

Jeri: "Well, I love my new wifey and my new hubby. I just... love you guys, so much. And... duh! You're pregnant, Cass! Pregnant women are like hormone whores! Your fetus put you in "heat-us"! Your pregnant womb is making your libido go BOOM BOOM BOOM! My mom was a bad girl while she was preggers with me. Brags about it all the time. She had like six boyfriends. I mean, she's a pathological liar, but there's always a little germ of truth there somewhere. Heheh, a little sperm of truth! But don't worry, baby, we got this! We won't let your vagina be vacant! We'll keep your quim quivering. Right, Master Sex Machine?"

Rand: "Hell yes, babe. I know I won't ever be able to keep my hands off you two goddesses! As your Master, I hereby decree that your pussies will be perpetually pounded!"

Cassie: "Awww! Sweet! Thank you, my loves! But you know, I have another craving too... something spicy... like Kimchi, and Pad Thai and Buffalo Wings. And Pistachio Ice Cream. Pomegranates. Liverwurst. Pepperoni Pizza, and... Lemon Jello!"

Me: "Guess that's a hint? OK. Be back soon, my fine foxes." [kiss them both]

I hit the bricks and pick up some of the stuff Cassie's craving from our local restaurants and markets and then head back to feed my baby momma. When I return, Cassie has just stepped out of the shower again, leaving Jeri in there. Our shower stall is small; two can fit but it's a bit awkward. I'm guessing we won't have that problem in our new McMansion.

Cassie: [to me, while Jeri showers] "Rand? Is it going to be OK now? Are you still mad at me? At him... George? I told Jeri that we're moving into the big house. She's real excited."

Rand: "Hell Yeah. If we're a throuple, if we're married, she should definitely move in with us. She can help with the baby when he comes. I guess George won't like it but fuck him. That lease is iron-clad. He can't back out now. Especially since we have video evidence of him coercing you into sex. I'd sue the pants off of him. Uh, sorry. Poor choice of words."

Cassie: "But you wouldn't right? Ever show that video to anyone, right? Even if we had to sue. Right? People wouldn't understand. They'd call me a... They'd say... I mean, our kids..."

Rand: "I would not ever. I promise. And you know what they say "A promise made is a debt unpaid". But I did, however... mention it to Rhonda."

Cassie: "WHAT? No! How could you?"

Rand: "It was before! When I thought we were divorcing. I'm sorry; but I needed to talk to someone. She helped me to forgive you and get past it. She'll never tell. I'll call her tonight and make sure. Now eat the stuff I got. I'm going back out to get that Kimchi! My baby boy likes spicy food!" [touching Cassie belly] "I love it!"

Cassie: [after a long pause] "OK, Master. But make sure she NEVER TELLS!"

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #22

"Mother Freedom" - Bread (1972)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "... And Mother Loving.")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 8:35pm

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Jeri joins us and we eat. Then I head out again in search of Kimchi. But I'm very fucking exhausted! Emotionally, physically, and most of all... sexually! My balls have been working overtime. How am I going to keep these two women satisfied? And how am I going to support two wives and a baby? I need MONEY.

I text Rhonda. I need to make sure she's not going to "canary" about my crazy marital situation (not that she would but it can't hurt to touch base). She suggests we hang out, so she can "comfort" me some more. Aha-ha!

I tell her to meet me at a quiet local bar. A place I've NEVER been to with Cassie (don't want to start any rumors at any of our usual watering holes). As I wait for her, sitting in the back in a very private booth, I re-listen to Cassie's confessions. And I Google.

I already sussed (or suspect I sussed) some of the clues from the "Rockin' Van" incident;

KONA CAFÉ (an anagram for "A FAKE CON");

Fugazi, SHAM 69, The Pretenders... all bands with "deceptive" names;

Oh! And Theo broke his phone with his knee! "Phone" "Knee"! Real subtle, Cass.

But what about Vegas?

"Hinter Stout": No such beer exists. So, I write HINTER STOUT on a napkin. I rearrange the letters. It takes quite a few tries but I end up with... "THIS NOT TRUE"!!! Fuck! I knew it!

"Final Foes": No game with this name found. I get another napkin. "FALSE INFO"! Shit!

"Still Hub": The hotel bar. This one's easy (no napkin or Google needed)... "BULLSHIT"!

Rhonda will be here soon, so I probably don't have time to decipher them all, but...

Let's try the Restaurant...

"Lance Fitrico": Strange that Cassie would give me the guy's full name, right? I Google him. No hits. I might have the spelling wrong, but still... I don't have time to try another napkin. So, I punch "Lance Fitrico" into an anagram solver website. And I get... "CLEAR FICTION!" Or it could be "Oceanic Flirt" or "Fraction Lice", but I'll go with "CLEAR FICTION".

And there are other suspicious words that she weirdly emphasized. Like "Full of BALONEY" and "FAKIN' Bacon" and "FABRICATED".

I was too heartsick and mind-shattered to notice at the time, but she was clearly hinting that her stories were false; fiction; fabricated. All... BULLSHIT!

OK. Apparently, based on the evidence in her journals and the clues in her crazy stories, Cassie has been living the life of my Good Girl wife while suppressing her inner Bad Girl slut persona for years (the inner Bad Girl slut I awakened the day she first sucked my cock).

Or... she's had a serious mental break, possibly triggered by the hormonal changes associated with pregnancy, and can no longer distinguish between fantasy and reality?

Either way, I find pregnant Bad Girl Cassie irresistible, and I want to continue having threesomes (and foursomes? fivesomes?) with her and other women until my dick falls off.

And... yeah, some therapy might be in order for Cassie. But Jeri's an awesome therapist. A great listener who's extremely empathetic. And she munches carpet and sucks cock too.

So, I think we'll be fine.

While I'm waiting for MamaMILF, I text Cassie and Jeri that I'm looking for Kimchi and I'll be back a little late. Rhonda arrives. We hug and I feel the wonderful sensation of big fat boobs pressed up against me! We chit-chat; "How's the family? Wilson? Wendy?", etc. I won't bore you with all that (except that Wendy's married and expecting; due in a few weeks. And Wilson's in a serious relationship).

Rhonda: "How are things at home? Did you two have your fun-time with Blondie?"

Me: "Yeah! I think we're good now. Cassie admitted that she's actually Bi and she's been lusting after Jeri since we met her. We invited Jeri to live with us. We're a Throuple! Aha-ha! And all those "Oral Isn't Cheating" stories about her sucking off random dudes? All bullshit. I think. To make me jealous. To make herself seem like a Bad Girl. I... think."

I tell Rhonda about everything that's happened since I spoke to her earlier today. I tell her that even though I'm worried about the future and our finances, I'm absolutely thrilled to be free to explore physical relationships outside of my marriage.

Me: "And... I just can't stop thinking about... YOU. Honestly, I think about you all the time, now that I have the freedom to, without feeling guilty. I think about how we used to be."

I don't want to make it obvious, but I want to plant the seed. Way back when, Rhonda would "give" me money. "Gift" me money. I was hoping that if we were to rekindle our relationship (which seems OK with Cassie and Jeri) she might be as generous as she was ten years ago.

Or even more generous.

Me: "I know you're trying to work things out with your husband. I don't want to interfere..."

Rhonda: "What? No! We're still open. WIDE! Haha! Rand, baby, it sounds to me like this George guy kind of did you a favor. Now you have two women! Every man's dream, right? And the only thing better would be... three!" [slides out of her seat across from me, slides into the seat next to me] "Maybe I can help with your problem. The boss has mentioned your name a few times. I could maybe suggest that he promote you. Can't promise anything of course, but you know, I still really like you too. I guess I never really got over you. And this "Bad Girl" would do anything for you, my good man. My Handsome Youngblood."

As she strokes my arm, I think about Cassie's stories. She said she was a "groupie". And so was I, sort of; I let Sheena blow me because she was a minor celebrity on campus, singing, performing at the coffee house each weekend. It fed my ego to see the girl that was up on stage that night on her knees with my dick in her mouth. Cassie also claimed she was a "whore". Well, I accepted "gift" money from Rhonda many times while we "dated". It was never explicitly said that she was paying me for sex, but I knew what it was for. I was her Gigolo. And Cassie lied about using sex to get a better position at work. And here I was, flirting with my wealthy ex, MamaMILF, to maybe have her help me get a promotion.

Me: "I like that you still like me."

Rhonda: "I like that you like that I still like you."

Me: "I like that you like that I like that you still like me."

Rhonda: "Then how about you show me your cock."

Rhonda didn't swear me to secrecy about what happened next, but it fits better in the next chapter (Chapter 9), so keep reading if you want to know.

Chapter Eight Playlist, Track #23

"I'm Sorry" - Brenda Lee (1960)

(AKA: Oral Isn't Cheating: "... So Sorry, But You Have To Read Another Chapter")

Actual Date/Time: Sunday September 1st, 2024 11:30pm

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After we say our goodnights, I text my wives that I'll be home soon (without Kimchi, sorry).

But then I think about what Rhonda said. About George. How this Throuple thing wouldn't have happened without him. And I sure as hell would never have rekindled things with Rhonda if it hadn't had been for Cassie blowing George last Friday.

I think about what Cassie said, and what Jeri said, about George being alone; sad. And even though I fucking hate him, we both deserve closure. So, I wonder... is he home? And awake?

I drive over to George's condo. I don't really have a plan, but I need to confront him. I need to see his face when I tell him that Cassie is still MINE and that Jeri is MINE now too.

I get to his place, park and approach his door. Unit C9, first floor. I see a light on, so I ring the bell. No answer. But I can hear music playing inside. Of course, it's an old song. I can hear a woman singing "I'm sorry, so sorry..." and the song ends. Then it starts up again "I'm sorry, so sorry". That is... weird. Gives me a bad feeling.

I try the door. It's unlocked.

I walk in calling "George? Hey... George? It's Rand. You home? Anyone here?".

But there's no answer. The lights are on, but nobody's home.

And I see... things. On the kitchen table. Envelopes marked "Jeri" and "Cassie" in bright red marker. And an urn labeled "Pickle". A sketchbook. And a pile of documents. The one on top is titled "Last Will and Testament".

And... there's an empty gun case.

(to be continued)