A Cucking Good Time

Kara led you back into the living room by your soft little cock, fingers loosely pinching the wet shaft like a leash. The rest of the party followed. Bodies rearranged themselves across the couches, the rug, the big ottoman. The air was thick with sex and the low hum of conversation that kept breaking into laughter and moans.

Annie intercepted you first. Her heavy DD breasts swayed as she stepped in close, one hand already reaching down to cup your spent package.

“He’s all sticky and soft,” she said, giving your little cock a gentle squeeze. “Poor thing. Come sit with me while your wife gets what she actually needs.”

She pulled you down onto the wide sectional. You ended up half in her lap, her soft thighs under yours, one of her full breasts pressed against your arm. Her hand stayed on your cock, stroking the short soft length with slow, almost pitying motions. It twitched and started to firm again under her fingers almost immediately.

Kara stood in the middle of the room, naked, flushed, still tasting Nick on her tongue. She looked around at the available men and smiled.

“Three rounds,” she announced. “I want three different combinations. Everyone watches. Especially him.”

She pointed at your lap, where Annie was already working your cock back to its full, unimpressive four point one inches.

**First threesome: Manny and Cheri**

Manny stepped up first, his thick cock already hard again—eight and an eighth inches of heavy, veined meat standing straight out from his body. Cheri moved with him, one hand stroking his shaft, the other already sliding between her own legs. They guided Kara to the large ottoman. Kara went down on all fours without being asked. Manny knelt behind her. Cheri knelt in front.

Manny rubbed the broad head of his cock up and down Kara’s wet slit, then pushed in with one slow, continuous stroke. Kara’s mouth fell open. The stretch was obvious—her pussy lips flared wide around the thick shaft until he was buried to the hilt. His heavy balls rested against her. Cheri fed her own wet fingers into Kara’s open mouth, then replaced them with her pussy, straddling Kara’s face.

Kara moaned into Cheri’s cunt while Manny started fucking her in deep, steady strokes. Every thrust made her full C-cup breasts swing. The wet sounds were loud and rhythmic. Annie’s hand tightened on your little cock and stroked faster.

“Look at how much she’s taking,” Annie whispered against your ear. “That thick thing is rearranging her and she’s still pushing back for more. Your little guy would be bouncing around in there like a pebble.”

Manny fucked Kara harder. Cheri ground down on her face. Kara’s muffled cries rose every time the thick cock bottomed out. After several long minutes Manny pulled out, his shaft shiny and dark, and Cheri immediately moved behind Kara to replace him. She straddled the reverse and sank down onto Manny’s cock herself while Kara turned and licked Cheri’s clit and the thick shaft stretching her. The three of them moved together—Manny thrusting up into Cheri, Cheri rocking, Kara’s tongue working overtime.

Annie kept stroking you the whole time, her thumb occasionally swiping over your leaking head.

“You’re dripping on my thigh,” she murmured. “Cute.”

Manny eventually growled and pulled Cheri down hard, flooding her. When he withdrew, thick cum followed in a heavy stream. Kara immediately licked it up, cleaning both of them while they kissed over her head.

**Second threesome: Nick and Erin**

Kara barely had time to catch her breath before Nick and Erin took their place. Nick’s long freckled cock was fully hard again. Erin’s massive tits swayed as she climbed onto the ottoman on her back and spread her legs. Kara crawled over her, lowering her wet pussy onto Erin’s mouth, then leaned forward so her own mouth was above Erin’s huge breasts. Nick moved behind Kara and pushed into her from behind in one long stroke.

The position was filthy and perfect. Erin licked Kara’s stretched, cum-smeared pussy while Nick fucked her deep. Kara sucked and bit at Erin’s thick nipples, leaving them shiny and red. Nick’s freckled hands gripped Kara’s hips hard enough to leave marks. His balls swung and slapped against her with every thrust.

Annie’s hand never stopped on your cock. She had you fully hard again, the little shaft shiny with fresh pre-cum, her fingers easily overlapping around it.

“She’s taking him to the root,” Annie said. “Watch her face when he hits that spot you can never reach. There—see that shiver? That’s the difference between four inches and seven and a half.”

Nick lasted longer this time. He fucked Kara through two of her own orgasms before he finally buried himself and came hard, flooding her for the second time that night. When he pulled out, Erin immediately pushed Kara forward and licked the thick cum as it leaked out, sharing it with Kara in a messy open-mouthed kiss.

Your little cock throbbed in Annie’s fist. She slowed her strokes deliberately, keeping you right on the edge.

**Third threesome: Jake and Laura**

Kara was glassy-eyed and dripping by the time Jake and Laura claimed her. Laura lay back on the rug. Kara straddled her face without hesitation, grinding down while Jake knelt behind and slid into Kara’s well-used pussy. He wasn’t the biggest in the room—five and a half, maybe a little more—but after everything that had already stretched her he still looked substantial next to the memory of your own cock. Laura’s tongue worked between both of them. Jake’s steady thrusts made Kara’s breasts bounce and her moans turn continuous.

Annie leaned in closer, her heavy breasts pressing against your arm, and spoke low.

“Even the smaller ones are still bigger than you. Look how easily he’s sliding in and out of the mess the big boys left. Your little cock would just stir it around.”

She stroked you faster again. Your hips started to lift into her fist. Pre-cum ran down over her fingers in a thin steady stream.

Halfway through the third threesome Cheri appeared at Annie’s side holding the clear plastic chastity cage and the little padlock. She dangled them in front of your face.

“He’s been free long enough,” she said. “Lock him back up while his wife finishes getting ruined. I want him caged and leaking for the rest of the night.”

Annie didn’t stop stroking. She simply angled your cock upward so Cheri could work. Cheri waited until a particularly strong pulse of pleasure made you twitch, then pinched the base firmly. The hardness receded just enough. She slid the plastic tube over your short shaft—the head pressed against the closed end immediately—and locked the ring behind your tight little balls with a quiet, final click. The padlock snapped shut.

Your cock swelled uselessly against the unyielding plastic, the head compressed, the shaft trapped. A thick drop of pre-cum forced its way out of the tip slit and ran down the outside of the tube. Annie gave the whole locked package a gentle, mocking squeeze.

“There. Back where it belongs. Now you can watch the end properly.”

Kara looked over her shoulder in the middle of getting fucked by Jake, saw the cage locked around you again, and smiled through a moan.

“Good. Keep him locked. I’m not done with other cocks yet.”

Jake finished inside her with a low groan. Laura licked everything that leaked out. Kara finally collapsed onto her side on the rug, body marked with handprints, thighs shiny, pussy visibly used and soft. She looked completely satisfied.

Annie kept her hand on your caged cock, occasionally jiggling the plastic tube or rolling your trapped balls between her fingers while the rest of the party slowly started to come down around you. Manny’s thick cock hung heavy and spent. Nick’s long freckled shaft glistened. Erin’s massive tits rose and fell with her breathing. Cheri sat nearby looking pleased with her work.

Kara crawled over on hands and knees until she was right in front of you. She leaned in, kissed the tip of the plastic cage, and looked up at your face.

“Three different threesomes,” she said softly. “Three different cocks that actually filled me. And you got to watch every second with that cute little thing locked up again. Annie even kept you hard for most of it.”

She gave the cage a final affectionate tap with one finger.

“Merry Christmas, baby. I think this is my new favorite tradition.”

Annie’s fingers kept playing with your locked, leaking cock while the party continued around the two of you in lazy, satisfied pairs and groups. Your little jewels stayed caged, throbbing, and completely out of the running for the rest of the night.