My drive home was full of thoughts about the weekend. I couldn’t get the salty taste out of my mouth. I stopped at several gas stations for coffee but the taste was with me still.
I arrived home and got naked before calling my wife. She told me that as soon as I had left, Brian told her to get naked. She had been in the nude, ever since I left them at two fifteen.
“Wow,” I giggled, “How many times have you been up to dad since I left?”
“Twice, I was nude when I took his lunch to him,” she replied, “And I was nude when I went to get his empty plate.”
“Aren’t you cold?”
“Yes, but Brian wants me nude; so nude I am and nude I’ll stay,” Amanda teased.
“Okay,” I chirped, “I don’t believe that you pushed my cum into my mouth earlier.”
“You need to get used to the taste! I drink it three times a day,” she replied, “And if I have to lick your father’s cum from my hand now, that will be extra!”
“Are you going to do that then?”
“Your brother tells me that I have to!” Amanda teased, “In case you haven’t noticed, he’s very domineering towards me!”
“I saw that you don’t have to do everything that he tells you.”
“I do! I want to and I will.”
“So, why do I have to get used to the taste of cum?” I asked, intrigued.
“Because I want you to! I’m saying no more about it yet.”
“You are being a little dominant,” I joked.
“I know, get used to that as well!”
“Okay!” I panted.
We ended our call, and I worked myself off. What I did next was a complete surprise to myself. Instead of shooting my load into a Kleenex, I cum in my hand. I couldn’t believe what I was doing; I licked my own cum from my hand! I sucked every last drop before licking my hand!
I had to call my wife to let her know, she was delighted!
“Good boy,” Amanda praised me, “Do that every time that you cum from now on!”
“Okay, if you want me to.”
“I do! And, as soon as you get home each day, strip naked and stay naked!” she ordered.
“Why?”
“Because I’m telling you to!”
“Yes, dear.”
I liked this side of Amanda, I hadn’t seen this side of her before but, I liked it.
It was almost seven-thirty the following morning when she called me.
“Good morning baby,” she said, “Have you been nude since you arrived home yesterday?”
“Hi, yes I have, how’s dad?”
“Good, he’s doing good. Have you worked yourself off anymore?” Amanda asked.
“Yes, two times,” I answered, “and yes, I cum in my hand and drank it.”
“Good boy, I’ve been nude ever since you left yesterday, and your brother got about three inches of his cock in my ass last night!” she informed me, “God, it was incredible!”
“He fucked your ass?”
“He never cum in my ass but yes, he fucked me there!” my wife went on, “it was my reward!”
“Reward?”
“Yes, for licking your father’s cum from my hand,” she explained, “and your father played with my pussy while I was working him off!”
“Wow, did he finger you?”
“No, he only rubbed me, his touch was very soft and gentle; it was like he was masturbating me. It was quite nice really,” she went on, “he was thrilled that I licked his cum from my hand though.”
“I bet he was, well-done babe.”
“Your brother told me to position myself so that your father could see and touch my pussy,” she went on, “he told me to make sure that my legs were wide open!”
She explained to me that, her knees were bent and on the pillow; she was on her side and her face was parallel with his penis. Her legs were slightly closed until he started touching her pussy, then she opened them wider.
“You should have sucked him if your face was that close to his cock,” I joked.
“Oh, that will probably be coming,” she replied, “I’m sure that’s in your brother’s plans for the near future.”
“I thought that you drew the line at doing that?”
“I do but, you know your brother,” she went on, “Stevie, I have to get some clothes on, I’m freezing, I’ve been freezing since yesterday.”
“You should have put your clothes on yesterday.”
“I couldn’t, your brother told me to stay nude! So naked I was. I’ll call you this evening, don’t forget to get naked as soon as you get home from work, and drink your cum every time, okay?”
“Okay babe, have a great day and get some clothes on.”
She called me around seven that evening.
“Hi Steve, are you nude?” Amanda asked.
“Hi honey, yes. Are you?”
“What do you think? I’m always nude when Brian comes home. And, it’s snowing here again.”
“Are you cold?” I asked.
“Yes!”
“Well put some clothes on, I hate you being cold.”
“I can’t, your brother wants me nude, I’ll be okay. Have you cum today?”
“Yes, twice,” I replied.
“Did you drink it?”
“Yes, babe, and licked my hand after,” I answered.
“Good boy, you like doing that now, don’t you?”
“I don’t mind it but, I’d like to know why I have to do it?”
“Because I told you to!” Amanda reproached, “it won’t hurt you, you must get used to the taste.”
During the day, the thoughts of having to strip naked as soon as I got home, filled me with erotic thoughts. I called my wife as I was driving home.
“Almost home babe, I’ll get naked as soon as I get in the house.”
“I’ve got a better idea,” she informed me, “get naked before you exit the car, walk to the house in the nude.”
“What? Why?”
“Because I told you to! Leave your clothes in the car and walk to the house in the nude!”
“But, I have to get the mail,” I pleaded.
Our house is on a quiet road and we have a fifty feet driveway. Our house is pretty well secluded and the chances of anyone seeing me were very remote.
“Then walk to the mailbox in the nude! I’ve just had to do that to get your brother’s mail,” she replied, “at least our house is hidden by trees, it’s doubtful that anyone will see you; unlike here, I know I was seen by the neighbor just now! And it’s snowing here.”
“But, I don’t understand why I have to do that babe?”
“Because I told you to!” she responded. “You’re going to be following a lot of orders from now on!”
“Shoes as well?
“Everything! You must be completely nude!”
She stayed on the phone with me as I pulled into our driveway. She listened as I removed all of my clothes and walked to the mailbox.
“I’m freezing!” I informed her.
“Stop whining,” she replied, “leave your clothes in the car, you’ll go out and get them later.”
Finally, I got inside our house.
“Have you got an erection?” Amanda asked.
“Yes.”
“Good, I’m going to end the call now,” she replied, “work yourself off, don’t forget to cum in your hand and drink it all!”
“Yes, dear.”
It took me less than three minutes to cum, I followed my orders and licked my hand clean.
I completed the same ritual every day of the week. During our many calls to each other throughout the week, Amanda told me that my brother had fucked her ass almost every night. She had worked my father off daily, and licked his cum from her hand each time but, she had not sucked his penis.
Likewise, my father massages her pussy and sucks her nipples daily now. He has not put his finger inside her yet but, it had gotten close.
It was finally Friday, I left work early for my journey back to Amanda and my family.
I had spent the last five days, stripping naked in my car as I arrived home each day, and swallowing my cum every time I had worked myself off.
I was looking forward to seeing my wife again and hoped that I might even get to see her suck my brother off again.
I arrived at just after four fifteen. It was cold and there was still snow on the ground.
Amanda met me at the door, she was dressed in her blue jeans, white sweater, and heeled ankle boots. She looked sensational!
She kissed me passionately before she got me a cup of coffee.
We snuggled on the love seat and kissed again. She told me that my dad was doing well.
“Would you like to sleep with me tonight?” Amanda asked, “we can have sex.”
“No babe, I still want you to sleep with my brother,” I replied, “I like you sleeping with him.”
“You haven’t had sex with me in almost a month,” she reminded me, “at least I’ve offered, I love sex with Brian.”
She received a text from my brother. She immediately took her clothes off. I didn’t recognize the sexy bra and thong that she was wearing.
“Is that new?” I asked as she tweaked her nipples.
“Yes, Brian bought it for me the other day.”
Brain came in the door and Amanda jumped up and ran to him. They kissed for over four minutes. His hands were all over her sexy body.
“Is it snowing?” she asked.
“Yes, and it’s heavy snow,” Brian replied, “run to my truck and get my bag for me.”
“Brian, it’s snowing; and she’s in the nude,” I pleaded, “she’ll freeze, let her put some clothes on first?”
“It’s okay, I don’t mind!” Amanda shouted, “do I have to sit in the snow for the five minutes like I did yesterday?”
“Lay down in it today!” Brian ordered, “lay down in the snow for the five minutes.”
“Brian, she’s naked!” I gasped, “apart from freezing, people will see her!”
“It’s okay!” Amanda shouted as she opened the door, “I honestly don’t mind!”
She slowly walked to his truck and waved as she sat down in the three inches of snow. I was shivering just looking at her. She took a deep breath and lay her back into the thick snow.
Brian opened the front door and called for her to open her legs. She complied and opened them wide.
“Turn over,” Brian shouted.
She did as she was told. Her back looked red with cold and I was sure that she must be freezing.
Brian called out again, “turn over babe.”
She complied again.
“That’s five minutes,” I reminded him, “can we get her in now?”
He called out again, “Babe, Stevie says that the five minutes is up, let’s stay there for another five, okay?”
She looked over to the door, “If that’s what you want, then okay.”
“Doesn’t she look sexy laying in the snow?” Brian asked me.
Although I was concerned that she was freezing, I had to admit that she did look very sexy out there.
“You made her do this yesterday?” I asked.
“She didn’t lay in the snow last night,” he replied, “she only sat out there for a couple of minutes.”
“I wonder how many people saw her?”
“Not many, it’s dark out there, maybe one or two motorists might have seen her, but George, our next-door neighbor probably did,” Brian giggled, “that’s why I now park my truck as far away from our house as I can.”
He called for her to scoop some snow onto her breasts. She did as asked.
She was out there, naked in the snow, for at least twelve minutes; then he allowed her to get his bag from the truck and come back inside.
Finally, she made it back to the house. She looked freezing, I had a towel ready for her and quickly threw it over the back.
“Brrrr, it’s freezing out there,” Amanda said. Her teeth were chattering.
Brain rubbed her dry with the towel while I collected her clothes, I took them to where she was standing.
“Put your clothes back on and warm-up,” I advised her.
She looked at Brian, “Can I?”
“I guess so,” he replied, “have you started preparing dinner yet?”
“No, what shall we have?”
“Let’s order pizza, I fancy that,” Brian suggested, “and it will save you from having to cook tonight.”
“That works for me!” Amanda said as she was getting her clothes back on.
“You know that you have to be in the nude when the Pizza guy gets here though, don’t you?” Brian asked.
“Yes, I know,” she smiled, “just like the last time.”
“You were nude when you took the Pizza from the delivery guy?” I asked excitedly.
“I was in the nude, yes,” she answered, “but Brian answered the door, I just walked up and gave him his tip.”
“But, he saw you naked?”
“Obviously,” Brian chirped, “she came to the door with his tip.”
“Oh God, babe!”
“And he was a black man,” Brian giggled, “she was fumbling in her purse for two minutes, trying to find a five-dollar bill.”
“And he saw her naked?”
“Sure he did,” my brother teased, “she was standing right next to me, in front of him.”
“A black guy saw my wife naked?”
“Yes he did,” Brian smiled again, “I love showing her off, she likes it as well, don’t you honey?”
Amanda nodded as she finished getting dressed. “Anything for you Brian.”
Brian ordered the Pizza about an hour later, I went to chat with my father, that gave my wife and Brian some alone time.
I left my father and went down to my wife and Brian. They were locked in a deep, passionate embrace. Her sweater and bra were off, and his hands were squeezing her breasts.
“I see that you’ve warmed up now,” I joked.
“Time to get naked, babe,” Brian informed her, “the Pizza will be here soon.”
She pulled off her heeled ankle boots and socks, then her jeans and thong.
“Does she have to be nude?” I asked, “can’t she just be topless?”
“Nude!” Brian said with authority, “completely nude!”
“I’m okay,” Amanda said, “it’s okay.”
“But, the Pizza guy is going to see my wife, naked,” I stuttered.
“So, that’s okay,” Brian smiled, “I wonder if it will be the same guy as the other night?”
We were soon to find out. Moments later there was a knock on the door. Amanda stood up as Brian walked to answer it.
I could see that it was a young black male, around twenty-five years old. Brian told the delivery guy to come inside for a minute, as it was snowing.
His eyes enlarged when he saw Amanda standing there naked. Brian took the Pizza’s and called to Amanda. “Babe, take these while I pay the man.”
Amanda walked to him and took the food.
“Do you have a five-dollar bill?” Brian asked Amanda.
She was less than three feet from this stranger.
“Not on me, I don’t have any clothes on,” Amanda smiled, “I’ll ask my husband.”
She called out to me, “Steve, do you have five dollars?”
I was now sitting on the love seat, trying to hide my erection. I took five dollars from my wallet, Amanda calmly walked to me to collect it. She placed the Pizza boxes on the love seat and took the money from me. She walked to Brian and the delivery guy and handed it to him.
As Amanda was walking to me to get the money, I watched the delivery guy’s eyes, they followed her intensely; especially when she bent forward to put the Pizza boxes on the love seat.
I was extremely aroused. A stranger has seen my wife’s ass, breasts, and pussy.
“It’s cold out there,” Brian said to the delivery guy, “she’s just made some fresh coffee, would you like a cup to warm you up?”
Jason, the delivery guy, obviously realized that he would get to see my naked wife for longer if he accepted!
“That would be good man,” he said with a grin.
Brian slapped Amanda on her ass and said, “be a sweetheart and get Jason a cup of coffee.”
“Sure, cream and sugar?”
“Yes, please.”
She calmly walked to the kitchen and got our guest a cup of coffee. I could see his hands shaking as he took the cup from my naked wife.
Brian told him to sit for a moment and drink his coffee, He sat on the love seat opposite me, my wife’s pussy was now, directly in his line of vision.
“I think that your husband’s Pizza is the bottom box,” Brian said, indicating to Amanda that he wanted her to turn around and bend forward; thus giving Jason a nice, intimate view of her ass.
She did as she was asked and turned around to face me. She bent forward to check the boxes of Pizza. I knew that at that moment, Jason had a clear, unobstructed view of her tight ass and intimate parts of her sexy body. Brian sat next to Jason and commented on her ass.
“That’s a perfect ass you have there, sweetheart. Your husband is a lucky guy.”
I almost died of embarrassment.
“So is his brother,” Amanda joked as she moved to an upright position.
She went and stood next to Brian. He moved his hand around to her ass.
“We know your name, it’s on your name badge,” Brian said to Jason. “This naked beauty is Amanda, and the guy sitting there eating his Pizza, is Stevie; he’s Amanda’s husband. I’m Brian, Stevie’s brother.”
I was watching my brother’s hands as they caressed my wife’s naked ass. I was also watching Jason’s eyes as he feasted on my beautiful wife.
I almost choked on a piece of Pizza when I saw Brian’s hand push in between her legs from behind.
She had parted her legs a few inches and, he was actually rubbing her clitoris! Right there in front of the Pizza guy!
Amanda looked at me and smiled, Brian’s fingers were probing her pussy in front of this stranger. It was very hot to see.
Small talk between us followed for another five or ten minutes while Jason drank his coffee, and ogled my naked wife.
Jason finished his coffee, and Brian offered him another cup.
“I’d really love to but, I’d better get back to the shop,” Jason said in a sorry tone, “I’ll look out for your next order and make sure that I deliver it though,”
Brian gave Amanda’s ass a loud slap.
“Would you see Jason to the door while I get my Pizza, babe?” Brian asked.
“Sure.”
Amanda walked Jason to the door and a cold gust of wind rushed in as she opened it.
“Brrr, that’s nasty out there,” Amanda said as Jason walked out.
He had just gotten to his vehicle when Brian shouted to…