Further Training Reqired

Tim sat at his desk, staring blankly at the spreadsheet that refused to make sense. The numbers blurred together while his mind replayed the morning over and over. Evelyn’s moans. The way her body had stretched around Millie’s impossible cock. The thick white seed that had poured out of her afterward, more than he could ever produce in a lifetime. His own hand still smelled faintly of his shame even after three washes in the office bathroom. He had cum harder watching his wife get fucked than he ever had inside her.

By the time five o’clock came, his stomach was in knots and his cock was half hard again. He drove straight to Millie’s instead of home. The front door was unlocked. He let himself in.

The house was quiet except for the low hum of music coming from the home gym. Tim walked down the hallway, following the sounds. The house was so large he struggled to remember where the gym was. When he reached the open doorway, the scene hit him like a punch to the chest.

Evelyn was on her knees in the center of the rubber mat, completely naked. Her full breasts hung heavy, nipples stiff in the cool air. Millie stood over her, wearing nothing but a pair of tight black compression shorts that did almost nothing to contain her massive bulge. Evelyn’s soft hands were gently massaging the heavy balls through the material while she looked up at the taller woman with open adoration.

“There you are, honey,” Evelyn said softly when she noticed him. Her voice carried that same warm, pitying tone she had used all morning. “We were just warming up for your training session. Come in, sweetheart. Close the door behind you.”

Tim stepped inside. His eyes flicked between his wife’s naked body and the massive bulge in Millie’s shorts. His own cock twitched traitorously in his slacks.

“First things first.” Millie chirped in. “Drink your shake. We can get started once you’re done.”

Tim’s mouth felt dry. He saw a large, opaque tumbler sitting on a table near the edge of the mat. There was a drip of white liquid running down the rim. The metal container was warm to the touch when he picked it up. Tim hesitated, then lifted the cup. The warm, chunky liquid sat inches from his mouth.

“Drink up Tim.” Evelyn cooed as she continued to palm Millie shaft and balls through her shorts. “We worked real hard to make it for you before you came. It’s very fresh.”

He parted his lips, tipping the cup up towards his mouth. The first thick gulp slid across his tongue. It was salty, slightly sweet, and overwhelmingly strong. He swallowed hard, coughing once.

“Good boy,” Evelyn cooed. “Slow sips. I know it is a lot. You can do it, honey.”

He kept going, encouraged by his wife. He had to practically turn the cup upside down to get the last of the thick liquid out. It was a little easier than the first time, but he still had to steel himself to finish it.

“Why does it have to be so thick?” Tim exclaimed as he put the tumbler down.

“It’s good for you, honey. I drink them every day. You’ll learn to enjoy it.”

“Let’s get started on your training, Tim.” Millie looked down and Tim with a warm smile, Evelyn still massaging the bulge growing in her shorts.

“What exactly are we training for?” Tim asked, still unsure how any of this counted as “training.”

“There’s no other way to say this, Tim.” Millie ran her hand through Evelyn’s hair possessively as she spoke. “You haven’t been able to please your wife. Probably ever. If you two are going to have a chance, we’ll have to work on that.”

Tim’s head sank. Evelyn wasn’t disagreeing with her. He knew it was true. After what he saw last night, how could he ever satisfy her again?

“I want you to watch me fuck your wife again.”

Tim’s cock stirred. He still tried to protest. “Didn’t I already see that? What am I supposed to get out of seeing that again?”

“Last night I simply indulged you in your own fantasies. I woke you up to your darkest dreams. Today I want you to study properly. Your wife has a remarkable body. You’ve been taking it for granted. Do you want to keep your wife, Tim?”

“I do.” Tim spoke into the floor.

“It’s time you learned how to make her happy. I want you to focus on her tonight, channel your energy into pleasing her.”

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Evelyn laid back on the weight bench. The padded surface squeaked as she got her naked body into position. She lifted her legs, hooking her hands behind her knees and presenting her shaven pussy.

“Is this good Millie?” Evelyn chirped enthusiastically.

“You’re perfect, Evelyn. Now Tim, I want you to kneel in front of her.”

Tim crossed the room slowly. Millie gave his ass a firm slap as he passed, taking an extra moment to squeeze his ass as she did.

“Get a move on, Tim!”

Surprised, Tim almost fell over. He stumbled over to the weight bench and knelt down between his wife’s spread legs. His face just inches from her glistening slit. The weight bench positioned Evelyn perfectly, her ass hanging off the edge, legs held high and open like an offering. Tim’s breath came in shallow bursts. He could smell her arousal, thick and sweet in the warm air.

Millie stepped up behind him, towering over both of them. She peeled her compression shorts down her powerful thighs, letting her massive cock spring free. It hung heavy for a moment before thickening and rising, veins pulsing along its impossible length. Fifteen inches of thick, tanned girl meat pointed straight at Evelyn’s waiting hole. Millie’s heavy balls swung low beneath it, smooth and full.

At Millie’s insistence, Tim shuffled forward on his knees until his nose nearly brushed the underside of her sack. The musky scent hit him hard, salty and potent. He stared up at the enormous shaft as it hovered over his wife’s pussy, the flared head already leaking a thick bead of precum that stretched down in a glistening string.

Millie took one of Evelyn’s thighs in each hand, using her considerable strength to pin the blonde down to the bench and spread her legs even wider. Millie lowered her hips, forcing Tim to back up a few inches to avoid being slapped by her balls. Her massive shaft came to rest on top of Evelyn’s pink folds, the weight pushing them aside as she slid across the slick skin.

“Spot me, Tim. I need you to line it up for me.”

“You mean?” Tim didn’t even want to say what he thought she was asking.

“Line up my cock so I can penetrate your wife, Tim. My hands are kind of full here. Hurry up, she’s waiting.”

“I don’t want to do that.” He started to move back, feeling that things were escalating quickly. “Isn’t it kind of gay to touch someone else’s penis?”

“Tim, you’re a grown man. You sound ridiculous.” Evelyn shot back. “It’s not gay if the penis is attached to a woman. Just put it in already, I already had to wait for you to get here.”

“I…” Tim gave up arguing. He always seemed to lose these days no matter what he said.

Millie raised her hips, putting about a foot and a half between her and Evelyn. Just enough for her turgid length to be lined up with Evelyn’s hole. Tim raised his hands, trying hard not to brush against Millie’s balls as he reached for her shaft. His hands could barely encircle her tremendous girth. Her shaft was hot to the touch, rock hard but the skin was velvety smooth. His own cock twitched again in his pants. He pointed the head at his wife’s waiting pussy. As soon as he had it lined up, Millie began to lower herself.

He couldn’t imagine anything more emasculating. With his own hands, he was guiding someone else’s cock inside his wife, and yet he couldn’t deny how aroused he was.

The head popped inside with a wet sound. Evelyn’s mouth fell open in a silent gasp as inch after thick inch sank into her. Tim’s eyes widened. He was so close he could see her pussy lips stretch wide around the invading shaft, the skin pulling taut.

“I want you to tell your husband every time you cum, Evelyn. Tim, pay attention to how your wife responds. You need to learn her body.” Millie groaned, feeding more of her length inside. Half of her cock disappeared, then more, until her heavy balls rested against Evelyn’s ass. Tim’s face was pressed right behind them.

“Ohh, fuck! I’m cumming Tim!” Evelyn shrieked. Millie’s slow, deliberate penetration had been enough to send his wife into the throws of ecstasy. Her head flung back and loud moans escaped her lips.

“Your wife is very sensitive, Tim. You just have to know which buttons to press.”

Millie kept her cock hilted, using her weight to push into Evelyn’s cervix as she came. Her pussy squirmed and her whole body convulsed, unable to move with Millie holding her down.

“Watch how her body responds to me. Don’t take your eyes off.”

Millie started to thrust. Slow at first, long deliberate strokes that pulled nearly all the way out before sliding back in. Each thrust made Evelyn’s breasts bounce. Tim watched in stunned silence as his wife’s pussy took the entire monstrous length again and again. The wet squelching sounds filled the gym. Millie’s balls slapped rhythmically against Evelyn’s ass. Every time she bottomed out, her massive balls obscured the site of penetration. Every time she pulled back, he saw his wife’s pussy stretched to the limit around her rock hard shaft. Over and over and over.

“Look at that, Tim,” Millie said, her voice steady even as she picked up speed. “See how deep I go? That’s what a real cock does. It reaches places you never could.”

Evelyn cried out in pleasure, her hands gripping the sides of the bench. “Yes, Millie! So deep… God, it feels so good! You are amazing!”

Tim’s own cock strained painfully in his pants. He couldn’t look away. Millie’s powerful ass flexed with every thrust, driving her hips forward. Her balls swung heavier now, just inches from Tim’s face. Tim’s gaze became transfixed on their hypnotic swaying. They looked so full, so ready to pump out what he knew would be a massive load.

“I’m cumming again, Millie! Don’t stop!” Evelyn gripped the bench beneath her trying to stabilize as another powerful orgasm rolled through her. Millie didn’t stop, she just kept pounding away.

“Watch your wife as she cums on my dick, Tim. See how her body responds to my thrusts.” Her **** was steady and relentless, strong legs driving home every thrust with no sign of tiring. Millie started to quicken her pace. Less than a minute after her last orgasm, Evelyn began to cum again.

“Fuck Millie, I’m cumming again. Fuck, fuck, hold on… let me… ahhhh!” Millie slammed in and held her cock deep, letting Evelyn pulse and twitch on her massive cock. She pulled out quickly, and Evelyn erupted like a geyser. Her squirt soaked everything in front of her, Millie’s cock, balls, and of course, Tim’s face. He shut his eyes too late, feeling a sharp sting as the liquid covered his face and dominated his senses. It dripped down his face, landing on his lips. He tasted the salty mix without thinking, his tongue darting out.

“Look out Tim.” Millie said too late, chuckling to herself and obviously not concerned. “Your wife’s a real wet one, but you already knew that.

He did not know that. He had never seen his wife squirt, and wasn’t expecting to be drenched by her pleasure.

“Quick, put me back in, Tim.” Millie urged.

He reached his hands out, unable to see, and tried to find Millie’s cock. His hands explored her hard, muscular thighs and brushed against her heavy balls, all covered in his wife’s ejaculate. Finally, he found her shaft. It was wet and slimy now. Hard as diamonds. He pointed it down.

“Up a little” Millie directed him to Evelyn’s gaping, used up hole. “Perfect.”

Tim’s hands were nearly crushed between them as Millie resumed her pounding immediately. She fucked Evelyn with deep, powerful strokes. The bench creaked under the ****. Evelyn’s moans turned into **** cries. Her pussy clenched visibly around the thick shaft, creamy juices coating every inch. Millie’s balls tightened, drawing up against her body as she neared her peak. Tim rubbed his eyes, slowly regaining his vision.

“I’m going to fill her up, Tim. Right in front of you.”

With a low growl, Millie buried herself to the hilt. Her cock throbbed visibly. Evelyn screamed in ecstasy as the first powerful rope blasted into her womb.

“I’m cummmmiiiinnnnngg!!!” Evelyn cried out, her whole body vibrating with pleasure. Her pussy spasmed visibly, milking every drop from Millie’s cock. “Tim I’m cumming on her cock while she fills me up!!”

Pulse after heavy pulse followed. Tim watched from inches away as Millie’s balls contracted again and again, pumping load after load deep inside his wife. Excess cum **** its way out around the tight seal, running down Evelyn’s ass and dripping onto the floor.

Millie hauled her massive cock out of Evelyn’s pussy. The blonde continued to spasm and twitch as inch after inch retreated. She dropped the considerable hunk of meat onto Evelyn’s stomach with a loud wet slap. Thick chunky worms of cum continued to ooze out onto her skin as Millie massaged her giant rod. A thick flood of white cum poured from Evelyn’s gaping hole. It ran in heavy streams down her ass, pooling on the mat.

Finally, Millie stepped back, her cock still half-hard and glistening. “Your turn, Tim. Show her what you can do. She’s much more sensitive now that I’ve warmed her up. Even you should be able to make her cum pretty easily.”

Tim stared at his wife’s ruined pussy, cum still leaking out in thick globs. His cock ached, but shame burned in his chest. He stood slowly, watching his wife’s body continue to twitch in the aftershocks of her orgasm. Sloppy seconds. It felt so dirty to be fucking his wife after someone else. When she has so much of someone else’s cum inside her.

He unbuttoned his pants and dropped everything to the floor. He was rock hard. His four inch penis was standing almost straight up. He took a step forward when Millie stopped him with her hand.

“Hold on there big boy. She’s not gonna feel anything if you try to put that inside her now.”

They both looked down at her gaping pussy together. Tim looked down at Millie’s cock and then back at his. She was right.

“Why don’t you get down there and use your mouth. She could really use some loving attention from her husband right now. Go ahead and make her feel good.”

Tim’s face burned with humiliation. He got down on his knees and leaned in. The scent was overpowering. He had reservations about even getting her cum on his cock, let alone tasting it. He leaned in anyway, pressing his mouth to her folds. The taste hit him immediately, thick and salty, familiar in a way he couldn’t quite place. It reminded him of the protein shake, but warmer, fresher. He pushed the thought aside and licked deeper, lapping up the mixture of Millie’s cum and Evelyn’s juices.

Evelyn sighed softly, her hand resting gently on his head. Thick globs of Millie’s cum began to pour out of her pussy. Tim tried to pull back, but she held him in place. Evelyn didn’t use much ****, she only had to let him know that she wanted him to stay there.

“That’s it, honey. I want you to drink it. Millie says that good boys get treats. If you want to be a good boy for me, you need to swallow all of her cum from my pussy.”

“That’s right, Tim. If you can learn to please your wife, you'll get to feel good too. You’ve been getting off without her for years. You’re going to have to earn it now. Swallow that cum and I’ll let you touch your pathetic little cock. Try to touch without permission and I’ll kick you out of my gym. We can do our training without you if you won’t behave.”

Tim was aching for release. Watching Millie empty her balls made him **** to do the same. He nodded against her thigh and kept licking, sucking the thick cum from her pussy. His tongue worked inside her, scooping out more of Millie’s load. Evelyn moaned quietly, but it was nothing like the sounds she made for Millie.

“Good boy.” Millie watched with a satisfied smile, stroking her cock slowly back to full hardness. “Go ahead and stroke now, you’ve earned it.”

Tim started to massage his cock as he ate her out, the taste growing stronger with every swallow. He felt degraded, used, yet harder than he could remember.

Evelyn’s hips rocked gently against his face. More cum oozed out, coating his tongue. Tim swallowed it all, lost in the moment, his own orgasm building from the sheer intensity of his submission.

The gym filled with the wet sounds of Tim’s eager mouth working between his wife’s legs. Evelyn’s breathing grew heavier, but she still held back, waiting for more. Millie stepped closer again, her renewed erection brushing Tim’s shoulder.

“Keep going, Tim, but no cumming until she does. Your pleasure comes second, or third I suppose.”

Tim pulled back for a breath, his face shiny with cum and pussy juice. Evelyn looked down at him with half-lidded eyes, her expression a mix of affection and disappointment. “You’re trying, honey. That’s something.”

But her voice lacked the raw hunger it had held for Millie. Tim could hear the difference. He doubled his efforts, sucking harder, his tongue plunging as deep as it could go into her stretched, sloppy channel. Thick ropes of Millie’s seed kept sliding out onto his tongue no matter how fast he swallowed.

“Use your lips more, Tim. Suck on her clit while you clean her out.” Millie instructed, her tone calm and authoritative, like a patient coach. “And don’t forget to tell him when you’re close, Evelyn. He needs to learn what real orgasms look like on your face.”

He obeyed, sealing his lips around her swollen clit and sucking gently while his tongue flicked the sensitive nub. More cum oozed out around his chin, dripping onto the rubber mat.

A low groan escaped Evelyn. Her thighs trembled slightly around his ears.

Tim’s hand moved furiously now. He wanted to cum so bad. His hips started to buck. He moaned into his wife’s pussy. Thin, watery spurts of his cum splattered pathetically onto the rubber mat between his knees. It was immediately swallowed by the thick pools of Millie’s powerful load.

“Cumming already? Pathetic.” Millie palmed his head in her powerful hands and pulled him back.

His knees weak, he fell to the mat. He twitched on the floor, the shame and humiliation driving him to a powerful orgasm.

“I wasn’t even close, Tim. Millie was very clear with you not to cum until she said so.” Evelyn’s voice was disappointed but empathetic.

“I’m sorry, Evelyn.” Millie stepped forward to take up the space between Evelyn’s legs. “I thought a bit of instruction and discipline would help him, but he’s a much more **** case than I first thought. We’ll have to resort to more drastic measures if you want to keep him.”

As his orgasm subsided, Tim realized where he was again.Lying on his back, Millie’s cum now soaked his hair and shirt. Looking up, he saw Millie’s cock pressing forward, penetrating his wife once more.

“Well, thanks for getting her cleaned up for me at least. You’ve got a long way to go, but at least you’re not completely useless.”

Millie started to fuck her in earnest. Juices spilled from Evelyn’s pussy and landed on his forehead. Tim laid still in defeat as his wife’s moans picked up again.

Tim’s spent cock gave a weak, traitorous twitch.

Life's been busier and chapters have been coming out a bit slower, but I certainly haven't forgotten about this story. I'm happy with how it's going so far. I know many of many of you are excited to see Tim get more involved, and I hope this chapter makes you happy. We're getting there folks.