Cuck Talk (#12 - The Rule: Set Up)

The rule was: he wasn’t allowed to touch me.

The four of us had been fucking for years, but Jamie had serious fomo, and she had to go to her sister’s wedding rehearsal… and she didn’t want to miss out. So she said to Mac “Obviously they’re gonna fuck, and obviously you’re gonna watch, and obviously I want to hear all about it tomorrow, but you’re not allowed to touch Heart. You should be helpful, hold her hair back for example, get them refreshments, or a towel, but you. Can’t. Touch her.”

I wish I could have seen the smirk on her beautiful face when she came up with this plan. We all love a game, our foursome of lovers started when she answered a “no strings attached” post I’d made (on a now-defunct website) looking for group sex that included double dates and board game nights. Years later we were sharing a vacation rental on the east coast so we could all attend her sister’s wedding, and we were still having fun coming up with games that would push our buttons. She was excited to see what we did with this rule, how we’d make the rule a part of the fun.

There’s some things you should know about the rule; Jamie knew the rule was hot, and she knew Mac would follow it. She also knew I’d delight in taunting Mac, playing with the rule like a cat bats at a mouse for fun. She appreciates my creativity when it comes to limitations of any kind. And she loves being cucked, it was a general theme to our kinky scenes, jealous Jamie and the things she doesn’t get to see. Her favourite thing was asking me to fuck Mac in the other room so she could hear us. (Her second favourite thing was when I stroked her pussy after and whispered about how I knew she touched herself while she listened to us.) Jamie also knew my partner Ash could never keep a secret, and would delight in “telling on us” when she returned the next day; she’d get a full report. The rule served many functions.

“See you tomorrow,” she said as she grabbed her overnight bag and kissed us each goodbye. “And be good!” She grinned and did a little bounce of excitement as she left.

It started innocently enough, Ash and I were making out on the couch and Mac watched from the armchair. I arched my back a little more knowing his eyes were on my ass. When I unzipped Ash’s jeans I looked up and winked at Mac, saucy, he groaned and threw his head back. I laughed at his misery, I love being a tease, especially when I know someone is principled enough to hold strong. It’s a game with safe boundaries. He stood up and walked towards the kitchen to refill his drink and said over his shoulder, “This is gonna be a long night.”

—————————————————————

(This story will be continued, don’t worry. In the mean time you can read all of my cucky stories by clicking the “baby cucky feels” tag below.)