The Morning after Consummation

"Good morning, your majesty." Olivia said with light mirth in her voice as she came into the bedroom, a light robe loosely adorning her delectable form. She came to the side of the bed and crawled on to it, smiling softly as she approached you. With a hand resting upon your bare chest, she leaned in for a kiss, her robe falling open to reveal gravity's effect on her hanging breasts. You opened your mouth and accepted her smoothly gliding tongue inside, you briefly invaded her mouth with your own as your lips worked upon each other sensually. Soon she was sliding her hot cheek beside yours and speaking softly into your ear, "Last night was amazing."

You chuckle and grin, feeling your only slightly sluggish morning wood start to really rebound as this insanely attractive young wife shows you her affection and you slip your hand into the opening in her robe, learning that she wasn't wearing any sort of underwear as you cupped her hot mons and agree, "Yea, it was."

Your nose is alerted half a second before, with the delicious scents of all the major breakfast foods, Bill's weight shifts the bed on your other side. He's bearing a tray with bacon, sausage, pancakes, scrambled eggs, and biscuits. He sets it carefully over your lap, before smirking and eyeing the obvious tent your erection has made in the blanket. He pulled it back and set it beside your hip instead. He looked to his wife, "Babe, I think John's got an issue you need to take care of."

Olivia's tone continued to be light and playful, "Oh yea?" She casually flipped the blanket and sheet back with a flick of her wrist and gazed appreciatively at your turgid member, "There's my thick lover.... mmmm..." She ruffled a hand suddenly through your hair and she remarked, "Shall I suck your cock, my lord?"

By her manner, she was clearly having fun with the idea that you were the ruler of their bedroom even as she took it seriously in her actions. You chuckle slightly and wave your hand, "By all means..."

With a smile she gets down on all fours and lowers her head to your cock, opening her mouth, she slides her lips down a few inches, bobbing her face back and forth as her fingers grasp the base of your shaft. Soft sucking sounds escape her lips as she gently strokes her hand along your length.

You groan slightly at the sensation of her wet warm mouth, gradually engulfing the end of your cock and receding rhythmically. Looking to Bill sitting by your side in just a pair of loose pajama pants, his muscular torso bare, as he watches Olivia give you some loving oral, you ask, "This really doesn't bother you at all?"

After everything you had done to his young beautiful wife's body last night right in front of him and often with his enthusiastic help, this really shouldn't have been a concern for you now. But it was a new day and it was hard not to recall all of the fantastic things that had happened recently as anything but a fantastic dream. Bill's handsome face was a bit incredulous at your question, "Bother me? Hell no. I love seeing her suck your cocks, John! You were always the only one we wanted to own our marriage."

You had to shake your head at his apparently heartfelt statement, wondering at the ways your casual taking ownership of their lives twisted their brains into the most absurd stances. You were silent for a few moments as you enjoyed Olivia sucking your cock and you snatched a strip of bacon to eat. God, wasn't this fucking the life. A young newlywed couple serving you hand and foot, the blushing bride giving you a blowjob as the husband watched passively with a smile.

You felt a rush of euphoria at the power you had over them. There was no way they could possibly object to anything you might want from them in the future with the vows they'd so casually agreed to last night.

You were still very interested in Bill as well as that giant dick he sported so without any preamble you tugged his pants down to reveal his massive dong still encased in the chastity device, the shiny metal tube gleaming between his athletic thighs. Given everything that had gone on last night, you didn't have much squeamishness about touching him. At one point, basically mad with lust and power you'd pulled out of Olivia's pussy about to cum and you'd ordered him to jerk you off onto his wife's face. He hadn't hesitated at all, with one hand on the small of your back he'd grasped your dick like it was his own and pumped it like mad urging you to orgasm.

He'd even rubbed his thumb underneath your glans all throughout your ejaculation which had felt amazing as you covered his wife's beautiful face with white jizz. He'd proudly admitted to having plenty of experience stroking your other cock and it was clear he basically saw your penis in exactly the same way as the one he'd been born with. Sure, his huge dick was yours but he'd also spent his entire life since puberty masturbating it.

"How's it feel lugging around my huge dick, man?"

He smirked, "Feel? Great. I mean... as a man... I don't have a penis and I'd be lying if I said that didn't fuck with my head some times. But the thing is the only people who know I'm... without, are in this room. So yea, I love it. What guy wouldn't love having a big dick, right?"

"Nice to hear." You chuckled even as you laid a hand in Olivia's hair, slowing down her blowjob, "And don't worry that wasn't a request for you to do anything for me. Although, it is getting a bit cramped in there and my dick does feel awesome rubbing against your huge balls, so why don't I let it out for a bit?"

"Oh, sure!" he laughed, "Thanks, John!"

You grin, "No problem. I'll even let you jerk it off. I know you're probably pent up after last night."

The tiny bronze key was still just sitting on the black night-stand where Olivia had set it and you stretched out one arm and snatched it. You gave it to Bill and he quickly set about freeing his dick.

When the massive thick veiny shaft was liberated, it swung out hanging heavily, swelling obviously, seeming to get larger with every beat of Bill's heart. Soon enough it was bouncing up, swaying wildly before he grabbed it with both hands and gave it a few hearty strokes.

His frankly, huge dangling balls jiggled energetically in response. Olivia popped off of your cock and turned her head, capturing her husband's swaying meat, busily engulfing his oversized glans even as she tugged and pulled upon your own slightly more modest length.

"Wait. Why are you sucking his dick?" you asked, feeling genuinely surprised.

Olivia cocked her head, regarding you somewhat strangely, "His dick? You wanted me to suck your dicks, right?" She tugged on both your penises before wrapping her supple lips around Bill's cock without any awareness of why you were bothered.

You stared at the beauty, her heart shaped face framed by a cascade of dark curls, her Mediterranean features delicate and perfect, her big brown eyes and full lips. As distracting as her physical attractiveness was, there was no doubt of the sincerity of her words.

It took a moment but you figured it out. As far as Olivia was concerned, you had two penises and both were hard and in her face. She was simply doing as you asked.