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could easily picture them taking turns with my wife, each one moving between her legs to fuck her while the others watched. I knew Danielle well enough by now to realize that she’d literally be getting off on having sex with three different guys at the same time. If they were any good in the sack, my wife would be having numerous orgasms before the night was over, and I suspected that the guys would be hard pressed to keep up with her. Though I didn’t want to, I found myself becoming aroused by the thought of her fucking each man, not just once, but two or more times. The images soaring through my mind made relax difficult to achieve, and the urge to masturbate was never stronger. Though masturbation without Danielle’s explicit permission was strictly forbidden, I gave it some serious thought for nearly an hour. Sleep, however, rescued me, and I eventually drifted off into a state of consciousness that always brought a sense of peace to me.
I woke up on Saturday morning to an insistent banging on the bedroom door and the sound of Steve’s voice shouting that it was ten o’clock and almost time to go. I yelled back for him to let me relax for another hour, but then Lizy got in on the act, her voice louder and more persistent than her brother’s, so I slowly climbed out of the bed and started to get ready for a day by the pool.
We ended up having a swell time at Wet N Wild.
The kids and I swam and ate and soaked up the ultraviolet rays like a normal everyday family whose mom wasn’t at one of the local hotels, fucking three guys for five thousand dollars. When the sun finally grew too hot for us, we called it a day and headed straight to a Pizza Hut. We really pigged out on two large pizza Supremes, chicken wings, bread sticks, and Pepsi. Whenever Danielle left for the weekend, I always tried to make the occasions extra pleasant for Lizy and Steve by doing things they might enjoy. I didn’t want them to suspect what was going on with their mom, plus I wanted to try and balance out the situation. These were good youngren, and they deserved to experience as much happiness as possible.
Getting home a little after five, the three of us immediately checked the answering machine for messages, but there were none. I figured the Mistress of the house probably wouldn’t call until sometime after seven or eight.
The call from her came in at 7:45.
The kids were watching the new remake of the Planet of the Apes movie on video, which I thought kind of sucked. My opinion was that the first version with Charlton Heston was the better of the two. Because of that, I was upstairs in the study, working on my novel about dominant wives and submissive husbands when the telephone finally rang.
Lizy answered the phone on the second ring and talked with her mom. Steve yelled for me to come downstairs and then had his turn with her. When they were finished, I got on the phone and asked Danielle how things were going with her business meeting.
“Things are great,” she said. “We’re getting ready to have dinner in one of the gourmet restaurants. I’m ordering Maine lobster.”
Lobster was like an aphrodisiac to my wife.
“What else is happening?” I asked.
“They fulfilled one of my fantasies last night.”
“Which one?”
“I had them tie me down to the bed,” she explained. “They ripped off my clothes and then took turns fucking me and powering me to perform oral sex. It was wonderful. I must’ve had at least a dozen orgasms. I wish you’d been here to watch. You would have gotten off on what they did.”
“Damn, that was an expensive outfit you had on.”
“It’s okay. They gave me an extra five hundred to buy another one.”
“These guys must have a ton of money,” I said.
“Yes, they do,” she agreed. “All three of them are prominent lawyers from New York City, and they’re coming back to town in about six weeks. They want me to spend another weekend with them.”
“Are you?”
“What do you think?”
“Yes.”
“The money’s too good to pass up, William.”
“I know.”
“You don’t think badly of me, do you?”
“No,” I replied. “I love you, Danielle. There’s nothing you could ever do that would change that.”
“I’ll make it up to you when I get home.”
“When do you think that will be?”
“Maybe late tonight, or sometime early in the morning,” she said. “They’re catching an early-bird flight out of town tomorrow.”
“Do you want me to wait up for you?”
“What do you think?” my wife replied, chuckling at the implications of what she had in store for me.
“Yes,” I said.
“You’re such an smart husband.”
“Thanks.”
“Seriously, I don’t know what I’d do without you being there to take care of the kids while I’m away.”
“We’ll think of something in the morning.”
“I’m going to put that tongue of yours to work.”
“I certainly hope so.”
“The kids said that you took them to the movies on Friday night and then to Wet N Wild on Saturday.”
“You know how I like to spoil them when you take off for the weekend,” I said. “I don’t want them wondering why you’re gone so often.”
“Well, it sounds like all of you had a good time.”
“It would be more fun if you were here to share it with us,” I said.
“I know, darling. Maybe we can do something together next weekend, if nothing comes up.”
“I won’t hold my breath.”
“Are you trying to earn yourself a whipping?”
“Maybe,” I replied.
“If you are, William, I promise it will be a hard one.”
“That’s the best kind.”
“I’ll see you sometime in the morning, and you’d better not jerk off before I get home.”
Danielle hung up before I could reply to her warning.
I was slightly on edge the rest of the evening as I worked on my novel. When eleven o’clock rolled around, I decided to go to bed.
I didn’t, however, relax.
Instead, I lay there in bed with the lights out, waiting for the return of my wife. The minutes drifted slowly by. It was 3:45 in the morning when I finally heard her car pull into the driveway. I got out of bed, put on a bathrobe, and went downstairs to meet her. She was opening the front door as I walked down the stairs to the foyer. Turning on the hallway light, I saw a big smile on her face as she stepped into my arms. We hugged each other and kissed like newlyweds. I then took the overnight case and clothes bag from her as she turned around and locked the front door.
“What’s with the cuckolds brownie-eating grin?” I asked.
“They gave me a thousand-dollar tip,” she said excitedly.
“A thousand-dollar tip!”
“Yes,” Danielle said. “I made sixty-five hundred dollars for two-night’s work.”
“And they’re coming back in six weeks?”
“Yep.”
“Let’s go upstairs,” I suggested.
Danielle moved in front of me and started walking up the staircase. She was wearing a black silk cocktail dress that flared out from the hips and stopped about two inches above her knees. It was a sexy dress and had cost her over six hundred dollars. My wife was also wearing black pantyhose with seams up the back and black stiletto-heeled shoes. I watched the movement of her hips as she went up the stairs and felt myself becoming aroused.
I wanted to take her as the three men had done.
Once we were inside our bedroom with the door closed, I set the case and bag down on the floor, and then took off my bathrobe. Danielle giggled when she saw my erection standing at attention.
“I’m glad you’re happy to see me,” she said, moving over to the end of the bed and pointing down to the floor. “Now, get down on your hands and knees like a good slave.”
I quickly obeyed my wife.
She sat down on the edge of bed and crossed her lovely legs. “Crawl over here to me and kiss my feet,” my wife ordered. “When we talked last night on the phone, I detected a bit of rebellion in your voice. Am I right or wrong?”
I crawled to Danielle and passionately kissed both of her feet.
“I’m waiting to hear your answer,” she said.
“Yes, you’re right,” I admitted.
“Then you’re going to be whipped, darling.”
“I hope so.”
“Such bravo from the condemned man.”
“It’s been a long time since you last punished me.”
“I know,” Danielle said. “I’ll have to take the kids over to my parent’s house for a couple of hours later this afternoon so that we can have some privacy. Then, I can whip your ass as hard as I want.”
“Will your parents do that?” I asked.
“They won’t mind.”
“Yeah, but they take care of the kids during the week when we’re at work.”
“So?”
“Maybe your parents would like to have some privacy,” I said.
“I’ll call them first,” she said. “Are you satisfied?”
“Yes.”
“Don’t think that you’re going to get out of being whipped today, little boy. Your ass belongs to me.”
“I’m getting more excited.”
“You won’t be excited when I start laying into you with the riding crop. You’ll be begging me for mercy after the first ten minutes.”
“Probably.”
“But I won’t show you any.”
“I’ll gladly suffer for you, Mistress Danielle.”
“That’s right, William,” she said. “You will suffer for me. Make no mistake about it, you’ll endure as much pain as I wish to inflict upon you.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Do you want to make love to me?” my wife asked.
“Yes, I do.”
“I just got paid almost seven thousand dollars for sex,” she continued. “What are you willing to pay?”
“I’ll do anything you want.”
“And do you know what I want, slave?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Then it’s time to put that tongue of yours to work,” she stated. “You know how horny I get when men give me large sums of money.”
Danielle uncrossed her legs and opened them for me. As I moved between them and began to kiss the inside of her thighs, she pulled her dress back. I could see that the crotch of her pantyhose had been torn out and that there were semen stains on the black nylon around her vulva and on her pelvis.
“I haven’t showered, yet,” she warned, letting me know what I could expect once I started eating her. “You understand that I don’t want you to feel left out of the affairs I have with other men. It’s important that you share the experience with me.”
I didn’t say anything as she reached for my head and pulled me into the sweet, wet junction of her body.
“Service your beautiful Queen,” Danielle commanded.
I did as she ordered.
As I ate my wife’s pussy, she began to narrate the story of what transpired on Friday night after she told the men about her secret fantasy.
“You should have seen the expression of their faces when I told them that I wanted to be tied down and taken by each one of them,” she said. “They almost came in their pants right then and there. I took out several old nylons from the overnight case and dropped them on the floor, telling the men that they could use them to tie me down on the bed.”
My wife stared down at me as I slowly fucked her with my tongue. A low moan of delight escaped from her lips. She leaned back on the bed, supporting herself with one arm, and the fingers of her right hand gripped a handful of my hair, powering me to probe deeper inside of her.
“I laid down on one of the beds in the suite,” she continued in a husky tone of voice. “That was all it took to get them into action. They picked up the nylons from the floor and began to tie me spread-eagled to the bed. When I was completely bound and helpless to stop what was going to happen, one of the men climbed on the bed and moved between my legs. He pushed my skirt and slip up to my waist, ripped my panties off, tore the front of my blouse open. He then fucked me hard and fast. I came as soon as he entered me. It only took a few minutes, however, for him to reach an orgasm. That was disappointing to me. I had hoped he’d last longer.”
The thought of that caused me to sigh loudly with pleasure.
“The second man straddled my face and powerd me to suck him off while the other two watched. He had a big cock, and I was barely able to take the head of it into my mouth. I had to suck him for ten minutes. When he finally ejaculated into my mouth, there was so much cum that I couldn’t swallow it all. In fact, a lot of it ran down the sides of my face.”
Speaking of semen, I could taste the remains of the three men inside of her. There was a lot of cum still there, and I knew my wife wanted me to try and lick as much of it up as was humanly possible. .
“The third guy made me suck his cock until it was rock hard,” she said, arching her pelvis upward to give me more access to her cunt. “He then repositioned himself between my legs and fucked me for over thirty minutes, bringing me to four mind-exploding orgasm. He was the best of the three, and I think he wanted to impress me with his prowess as a lover. Thank God at least one of them cared. After he came inside of me, the three of them got dressed and left me tied to the bed with cum on my face and running out from between my legs. I was left alone in the room while they went down to the main casino floor and gamred for two hours. When they came back up, all of them took turns with me a second time. Later, they untied my feet, turned me over, and then fucked me from behind. I’m ashamed to admit it, but I couldn’t get enough of their cocks. I actually begged them to keep fucking me.”
Danielle squeezed her thighs hard against the sides of my face as an orgasm racked her body. She cried out and held my face tightly to her wet cunt. I could feel her pelvic bone grinding hungrily against my mouth, not wanting me to stop. My wife’s an insatiable woman.
“Last night, when they took me to dinner, I was made to get down under the table and to suck off each of them, one at a time. The waiter knew what was going on, but he didn’t say anything because these guys are really big tippers. When I finished giving each of them a blowjob, they allowed me to get back up and to sit at the table like a respectable lady. Of course, the Maine lobster I had turned me on again, and I told them in no uncertain terms that I needed to be fucked. Two of them took me into the men’s restroom. We went into one of the stalls, and they each took turns fucking me while other men were coming in and out of the restroom. I’m sure that everyone could hear what we were doing inside of the stall.”
The heat was too much!
I stopped eating my wife and rose slowly to my feet. She stared up at me with an expression of pure lust on her face.
“Are you going to fuck me?” she asked.
“Yes,” I answered.
“Have I given you permission to fuck me?”
“No, you haven’t.”
I then pushed her back onto the bed and moved quickly between her stocking-covered legs. My cock was hard and jutting outward. Danielle looked at it, and I watched as she licked her lips in avid anticipation. Lifting her legs up over my shoulders, I swiftly entered her, driving my erection all the way into her cunt, burying it inside the wet vortex of her body, until the hilt of it was pressing firmly against her pelvic bone.
“When we returned to the suite,” she groaned, “they threw me back down onto the bed and took turns fucking me again. While I was sucking one of them off, another one was fucking me from behind like a dog in heat.”
I drove my cock repeatedly into Danielle, causing her to gasp for air. I could sense her body responding to mine and knew that she was about to have another orgasm. Glancing down to where we were joined together, I watched our bodies as I continued to thrust into her, knowing that three men had cum inside of her body only hours before.
“I want you to do what they did,” she whispered into my ear.
“And what’s that?”
“To cum inside of me.”
I looked into her eyes and saw that they were filled with a smoldering heat.
“Do it!” she ordered.
I didn’t try to hold the orgasm back. Instead, I allowed it to erupt from my loins in a burst of exploding passion, filling her womb, and mixing with the semen of the other men. Danielle yelled out in the throes of her own release, holding tightly onto me as I emptied myself into her. For a brief moment, I was afraid that the kids might actually wake up to the sounds of our uninhibited lovemaking.
After it was over and we were lying in each other’s arms, my wife kissed me gently on the lips.
“Do you still love me?” she asked in a soft voice.
“I love you more than life itself,” I said.
“You don’t think less of me for the things I do with other men?”
“No, I don’t,” I said. “I love you, Danielle, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.”
“There are few men who’d be able to accept my infidelities.”
“It keeps us from becoming bored.”
“No regrets?”
“Not a one,” I answered. “Just promise that you’ll never leave me for another man. That’s all I ask.”
“You don’t have to worry about that,” she replied. “With you as my husband, I can have my cake and eat it to. Not many wives can say that about their marriages. You’re the best thing that ever happened to me, William, and the kids love you, too.”
“I’m glad.”
I then helped her to undress, delighting at the small pleasure it brought me in removing her shoes and pantyhose. Once we were finally under the covers of the bed, Danielle had me go down on her one more time so that I could taste my own semen mixed in with that of the others. This was a turn-on for my wife. It represented the control that she had over me. After I got her off with my tongue, we had sex again, taking our time, enjoying the delicious sensations that our bodies were experiencing. When it was finally over, I kissed her bare shoulder and then we gradually fell arelax in each other’s arms.
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