Renting out a room

"You little fag, suck it. Eat my fuckstick, Baby Bear. Swallow all that juice." She sighed happily as I took her cock in my fist, following my hand with my mouth. I squeezed the heavy shaft and jerked her off in time with my bobbing head. Stroke and smoke, Stacy called it, and I could only moan in agreement.

"Honey?" I heard my wife's voice coming from the front of the apartment and I jerked, but Stacy grabbed my head quickly, holding me firmly in place.

"He's in here," Stacy said cheerfully, and I groaned as all my fears were suddenly coming true.

"What…Dave? Dave! Oh my God! Dave…What are you…Jesus!" I heard my wife, but I couldn't see her and Eve's voice became shrill as her confusion gave way to horror.

"Get over here!" Stacy told my wife. Her voice had a tone much like that of an angry parent with a wayward c***d, or so it seemed to me.

"Who are you? Oh God! Dave, what are doing? I can't believe this…No, oh God…" Eve came closer and she hadn't seen everything yet. "What? That's…That's…That's a cock!"

Eve thought I'd been licking Stacy's pussy, but now she stood near us and could plainly see her loving husband giving this beautiful girl a blowjob. I groaned, closing my eyes and feeling my body flush with the terrible fire of acute embarrassment. I was sucking a cock in front of my wife and I wasn't even fighting it, not really. I was too far gone. Lust clouded my brain, the need for sex, any kind of sex with anyone. My balls were on fire with the need to cum. My cock spasmied with imminent orgasm. I wanted to touch it so badly, but I couldn't. I had to obey Stacy now. She'd turned me into her helpless slave somehow, as if I'd been hypnotized or brainwashed. She'd made me her cocksucking faggot slut and I was powerless to do anything about it, even in front of my shocked wife.

"Your husband is a great little cocksucker," Stacy said with a grin. "I think he's done this before."