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From: Anon747@aol.com
Subject: A Cut of the Cards (mff, light bondage)

Since Celeste was kind enough to review my piece I thought I should at least
post it to a.s.s.m.  Usual copyrights apply, basically no reselling the piece
(if I'm not making money from it, you shouldn't be).  Archiving only allowed
on free sites (I know it won't stop those who use newsgroups stories on pay
sites, but those who read them will know they weren't taken with permission).
 Enough of the silly stuff... the story!


A Cut of the Cards
by Anon747@aol.com

Nicole's voice shook with excitement, "Hurry, I can't wait... do it now!"

"Are you sure" Jason asked?

Nicole scowled, "Yes, just cut the damn cards!"

Jason shuffled the cards once again in his hands and then cut them, turning
up the five of diamonds.  His wife laughed and took the cards from him.  As
she cut the cards herself she smiled at him, then turned up the queen of
hearts.

"You're sure those cards weren't fixed," he laughed.

"We agreed didn't we Jason?  You pick the fantasy, but I control how it comes
to pass.  So, tell me, what is it going to be?  How will we spend this Friday
night?"

"Hmm," he replied, thinking about his answer.  He knew he had to be careful
to try and make the fantasy as specific as possible, he knew she would try to
twist his answer to make it fit her plans. A smile crossed his face.  He had
it!  "Okay, I know what I want.  You did say anything right?"

She looked a little worried, but answered him anyway. "Yes, we did say
anything."

"Well, I want to watch you with Janice.  I've always wanted to be a part of
something like that.  I know it's not a very original fantasy, but that's
what I choose."

"Oh, I'm not sure about that, I know I said anything, but..."

Jason leaned over and kissed his wife, "I thought we said anything."

She pushed him away playfully.  "Oh I agreed.  I'm just not sure how Janice
will feel about it."

"But you'll ask?"

"Yes hon, I'll ask.  Give me a while.  I'll give her a call."  Nicole got off
the couch, going into the bedroom for privacy, leaving Jason with his
thoughts.

The funny thing was he never had thought he would be comfortable sharing his
wife with someone else.  Last year when she had admitted she was having an
affair, he was shocked, angry, even crushed.  Finding out that his wife's
lover was a woman somehow made it worse.  However they had managed somehow to
get through it, sometimes he wondered how.  And now he hated to admit it, but
the idea of them together fascinated him, aroused him.

He had asked her a couple of times if a threesome was possible, but Nicole
kept stalling on this.  She had tried to explain the difference to him.  In
her own way she loved Janice.  She kept asserting to him that it was possible
to love two different people.  He was never quite sure if he believed that,
but somehow their relationship had become closer.  Or maybe he was just
trying harder to make sure if she did choose, that she would choose him.

Nicole came back into the room, "Okay, she said yes."

Jason couldn't help but grin, "Really?"

"Yes, really.  Can you wait until Friday," she laughed?

He smiled as he kissed her, "I'll do my best."

As she kissed him back, she whispered to him softly, "Remember I control how
it happens.  We agreed right?"

"Oh god, don't tell me you have an angle for that too!"  Now he wasn't sure
if he could wait until Friday!

* * * * * * * * * *

Friday night came quickly.  Jason couldn't stop thinking about what the night
would hold.  He was surprised that both Nicole and Janice had agreed to this.
 All during the day he couldn't help but think about the night to come.
 Somehow work seemed unimportant this day.  A phone call came late in the
day.  Her soft sexy voice coming through this phone line didn't help much
either.

"You'll come straight home, right Jason?"

Jason laughed, "Of course my love, immediately."

For once in his life, Jason leaves work a little early.

He pulled into the driveway, too excited to think straight.  The first time
he shut the car door, he forgot to lock it.  He couldn't believe how he was
acting.  This was his wife, with another woman, how could the thought excite
him so much.  He stood at the door for a minute, collecting his thoughts.  As
he put the key in the lock, the door swung open.

Janice stood in the doorway.  He had never met her, and she wasn't quite what
he had expected.  He wasn't sure what kind of woman his wife's lover would
be, but he was surprised.  She was so unlike Nicole.  Where Nicole was short,
curvy, vivacious, the woman in his entryway was tall, slender, dark-haired,
and very exotic looking.  Even the thought of watching his wife's blonde head
between this woman's thighs made his pulse quicken, and his cock hardened
slightly.

She didn't speak, but just held out her hand to him.  He opened his mouth to
speak to her, but she silenced him, leading him up the stairs toward the
bedroom.  When he entered the bedroom, he was surprised to see that Nicole
wasn't there.

Janice's voice was quiet, but firm.  "Get undressed, and lie down on the bed
please."


Okay, if they were going to play this way, he supposed he could go along with
it he thought.  It didn't take long to remove his clothing.  Somehow it went
faster than usual.  He went over to the bed and lay down on his back.  Janice
picked up something from the dresser and came over to him.  Her hands slid
over his arm, pulling it upwards, at the last minute wrapping a silk scarf
around his wrist.  He couldn't believe how fast his wrist was captured, tied
to the headboard.  Somehow the fun and excitement drained away.

"What the hell are you doing," he protested.

Nicole's voice came from the doorway, "You agreed, I decided how the fantasy
was played out was my choice, didn't you?"

He stopped struggling for a moment, "Well yes, but, how can I...."

"You can't my dear.  You did say you wanted to watch, didn't you?"

Damn, she had figured a way to twist it to her advantage.  While he was
thinking of a valid response, Janice managed to secure his other wrist.  He
struggled a bit, but not much when the two of them tied his legs to the
footboard.  By now he had resigned himself to watching, since obviously he
didn't have much choice.  He was disappointed, okay a little pissed.  What
fun could he have tied helplessly on the bed, simply watching?

His legs were tied loosely enough so that the two women could help him into
an almost sitting position on the bed, which they did.  Nicole told him that
he might actually enjoy this, and to relax, but he honestly didn't see how.

Then Nicole touched Janice.

It wasn't overt at first, but soft, soothing.  It was obvious that as much as
Janice had participated until now, she was nervous.  Nicole's hands brushed
Janice's face, traveled down her throat, just brushing the edge of her
blouse.  Janice sighed at his wife's touch, relaxing a little.  Obviously
they had moved from the unknown into the known.  Nicole started to undress
Janice, exposing her body to him.

He had been right.  Nicole was so different from Janice.  Her body was lean
and quite athletic looking, small breasts with already hard nipples.  Her
hair was short, framing her face, her deep blue eyes seemed very wide and
open against her tanned skin.  As Janice removed Nicole's skirt, he saw with
a shock that her pubic hair was shaved.  This was something he had always
wanted Janice to do, but never could talk her into.

After Janice had been undressed, Nicole removed her own clothes swiftly.  It
was obvious to see the physical differences between them as they stood close
to each other.  Nicole was shorter than Janice, with fuller breasts.  She
reached back and undid her hair, letting the long blonde tresses fall over
her shoulders.  He had to admit just seeing the two of them naked before him
was exciting... maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

Nicole had Janice lie down on top of him.  He could feel the smooth flesh of
her back against his legs, and her buttocks bumping against his now hardening
cock.  Her legs opened wide, exposing her smooth pussy to him.  Of course,
the way he was tied up, he could do nothing but admire her. Nicole leaned
over Janice and slid a finger over the hairless mound of her lover.  Jason
could see the slight reaction from Janice, her body pushing toward his wife's
finger.

Nicole looked up and smiled at Jason, his arousal was now evident.  She
lowered her mouth to Janice's pussy, fingers spreading her wide, tongue
touching lightly.  Jason strained against his bonds, wanting desperately to
join the two women making love in front of him.  It was not to be though.  He
watched Nicole making love to Janice and it still stunned him that he was so
excited watching his wife with another woman.

He could see the wetness of Janice's pussy as Nicole used both fingers and
tongue on her.  He could feel the tensing of Janice's body against his legs
when she came.   Nicole pulled Janice to her knees on the bed, her body
straddling his legs.  Nicole got off the bed for a moment, returning with a
strap-on cock in her hand.  Jason watched as she strapped it onto herself.
 It didn't look that real, but somehow it became part of her.

Nicole got up behind Janice, grasping the shaft of the rubber shaft in her
hand.  She began slowly rubbing the head of it over Janice's wet swollen cunt
lips.  Janice moaned slightly and pushed back against it.  He listened with
shock to the conversation going on between the two women, somewhat oblivious
to his presence.

"Nicole, don't tease me.  I want you to fuck me."

Nicole smiled down at Janice, "Are you sure you wouldn't rather have Jason
fucking you?  Is it his cock you want sliding between your legs?"

Janice kept pushing back against Nicole, trying to work the head of the
rubber cock between her thighs.  "No Nicole, it's you I want fucking me, only
you."

Nicole turned to him, smiling broadly, "Later, you may fuck me, but Janice is
mine.  Understand that Jason?"

Jason couldn't even think of an answer.  He did manage to nod a bit.
 Obviously this was enough of an answer for Nicole.  Her hands came down on
Janice's hips, holding them steady, and pressed forward against her, slowly
sliding the strap-on cock into Janice's cunt.  Jason watched as his wife
slowly fucked her lover in front of him.    

His cock was rock hard by this point as he tried to put himself in his wife's
place, tried to imagine his cock sliding in and out of Janice.  The vision of
Nicole's breasts swaying as she pounded the cock in and out of Janice kept
pushing the image he was trying to create aside.  Her hands stroked Janice's
breasts, cupping them gently, fingers brushing over hardened nipples.
 Occasionally she would lean forward, letting her own breasts brush against
Janice's back.  

He wondered how that would feel, Nicole fucking him from behind, soft breasts
pressing into his back.  He was shocked by his own thoughts, knowing that if
she asked, he would gladly trade places with Janice.  He would kneel on the
bed, legs spread wide, and let his wife fuck him from behind.  Even now on
the bed, his ass clenched at the thought of that rubber cock rubbing at the
entrance to his ass... her soft hands spreading him wide.  Maybe she would
use her tongue on him first...

Janice's noisy orgasm brought him back to reality.  Nicole pulled the cock
from Janice, getting off the bed, coming around in front of Janice.  He
watched as Nicole pushed Janice's head down on the rubber shaft, having her
lick it clean.  Then Nicole undid the strap-on, and pulled Janice from the
bed.  Nicole's arms went around Janice, her mouth coming down softly on the
other woman.  They just stood there kissing for the longest time, tongues
intertwining, hands touching each other everywhere.

Eventually Janice left the room.  Nicole approached the bed with a sly grin
on her face.

"So my love," she asked.  "Did you enjoy the fantasy?"

"Oh god Nicole, you can't leave me like this," he begged.

She looked at him, considering his statement.  "Well, the deal was that I
controlled the fantasy.  You did get to watch."

"But... you are going to untie me.  Right?"

She laughed, "If I do that you'll just jerk off Jason.  I'm not quite sure if
that was the point of the whole thing."

Before he could answer, she joined him on the bed, her hand sliding over his
erect shaft.  She swung a leg over him and slid her own wet cunt down over
him.  There was no soft slow love made.  This was fast and furious, just raw
sex.  Both of them were highly aroused when they started, no need for
preliminaries.  Her body pressed against his as she rode him, pelvic muscles
gripping him as she slid up and down his shaft.

Her breasts slid against him, her mouth came against his hard.  Their tongues
pushed into each other, in hard grinding kisses.  Jason longed to pull Nicole
closer to him, but the soft silk scarves still held his arms fast to the
headboard.  Nicole reached her climax first.  Her cries filled his ears.  He
was so close himself, but not quite over the edge, when she pulled off him.
 He was about to object when her mouth came down over his cock, her tongue
sliding around the shaft.  She moved her mouth over him, drawing him deeper
into her.  He could feel his climax building as her mouth slid him in and out
of her.  He pushed hard against her when he came, his come filling her mouth,
watching her swallow as it filled her mouth.

Afterwards she untied him.  The two of them lay close on the bed, holding
each other close, but not talking.  Jason wasn't completely sure he knew his
wife anymore.  However, he had to admit that he wanted to know more about
her, this other side to her.  Feelings had been aroused in him that he didn't
realize he had, and he wanted to explore them.

Already he was wondering how he could guarantee a low card next time... and
he was already wording the answer in his head.

A.


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