les histoires de chrislebo

His reply was very measured and flattering. Not at all like the replies he had left on my postings or messages. He apologised for the rather depraved nature of his comments , explaining that they were written 'for hubby' and not intended for her eyes. He went on to say how turned on he was by her gorgeous blonde hair. How he couldn't stop looking at her sexy body, her long legs and fabulous full ass, her incredibly flat stomach ( no stretch marks despite having 4 ********) and of course her, still pert, 36 C tits. He also commented, as so many did, on her engaging and genuine smile. 'You are a natural in front of the camera' he said.

This was not the Jarvis that I knew! There was too, a picture of himself, very sober, dressed in a dark suit and looking quite striking. His message ended with a kiss and the hope that this would not be the last time they would exchange messages.

'What a gentleman!' laughed Jackie, 'I like his style and he's quite good looking too!' she teased, searching my face for a reaction.

Yeah, he certainly knows how to flatter a woman,' I replied. And then, with my head buzzing a little, I added, 'Well do you think you'll keep in contact with him?'

'That's for me to know,' she cheekily responded, 'but don't worry, you're still the only man in my life, Mark. Surely you're not jealous? After all you wanted other men to see my body and apparently fuck and ***** me, so how can you object if I do?' She then stood up, gave me a passionate hug and kiss and went upstairs for a bath, not of course before logging off of the computer!

I didn't know what to think. ****** right I was jealous. Jackie had never wanted or needed anyone else - she was, as she always stressed herself- a one man woman. Often during sex I would talk about how great it would be to share her body with others. She would go along with the fantasy happily and add fuel to it, but the more insistent I became, the more I urged her to really try it, she would always say how 'dangerous' it would be. She was a very loving woman who became attached to people very easily. In her opinion she may become emotionally attached to another lover and she did not want to ruin what we had. And as she rightly said 'You don't want that either, do you!'

She was right of course, I didn't- but I was still consumed by the thought of her as a toy for groups of men! My mind was in turmoil!

For a few weeks nothing happened, then one night she confessed how she had been on the site and exchanged one or two messages with Jarvis whilst I was out. He had sent a few more pics and expressed his desire to see 'more' of her. My stomach heaved, my head span. 'And have you sent any?' I asked.

'Yes, but nothing hardcore. He is so polite I just had to send him one of me naked on the bed.'

'What about his pictures? Were they naked?' I urged.

'One was him in just shorts. He is a little fat around his waist- but you know how I like a little chubby waist to cuddle up to!' she giggled.

'But you couldn't see his cock?'

'Not exactly – but the bulge in his shorts looked quite big!' she teased.

'Can I read your messages, Jack?' I asked.

'Ooooh, don't know about that. I think I should keep you guessing – don't you?

Maybe soon. You don't mind do you?'

What could I say? If I said yes then gone was the fuel for my fantasy – but did I want her talking with Jarvis alone? I didn't know!

'No, 'course not,' I returned, failing to convince even myself.

The next day, on my return home I found Jackie on the computer, obviously messaging Jarvis. She turned as I entered the room and hit me with, 'He wants to meet us!'

'Really?' I replied.

'Yep. He wants to wine and dine us he says!'

'Both of us – or just you?' I answered.

'Well he says us both and there's no way I would go by myself!' she said.

'What! You're seriously considering it? Surely not?' I added dumbfounded.

'Why not it seems pretty harmless and he is a really funny bloke- not seedy at all; despite his messages to you!'

'I'm not too happy about that!' I gulped.

'You're joking! You post pictures of me on the net without permission. Urge people to say what disgusting things they'd like to do to me and then say you don't want to meet anyone? You're a joke. I've a good mind to do it just to teach you a lesson. Maybe I'll go by myself if you won't come as well!'

'But Jack.......'

'Look- don't 'But Jack' me. I'm telling you I am seriously thinking about it –the more you protest the more likely it is – ****** cheek!'

I said nothing more, hoping she was doing it for effect. She wasn't!

After I got out of the bath that night, she told me that we were indeed going to meet Jarvis... and soon. 'Come on I'll let you read our messages, Mark. We've worked out a place suitable for us both- it's just working out a time and day. You can help decide that can't you?'

I had to admit that the chance to read their messages was getting me excited. I wondered what he had been saying to persuade her. I was also hoping to see more of the filthier comments no doubt left by other members about her pictures.

'Yep-I suppose so. If you're really determined to go through with it. No way am I going to let you go without me!'

'Thanks Markie darling!' she said and planted a huge kiss on my cheek!

Jackie looked absolutely stunning as we entered the bar of the Hitchin Hotel where we were due to meet with Jarvis. Her blonde hair, though short at the back, was longer at the front and often covered one pale blue eye, and when she looked at you through the strands of soft hair, or flicked her head to clear her vision, she looked so damn sexy. And that incredible smile! God – how could anyone not want to fuck her! She was wearing a short black dress, accentuating both her shapely ass and hips and hugging her still slender waist beautifully. Its low cut top also revealed, perfectly, her firm cleavage, for all to drool at. Her back was open to ogling eyes right down to the start of her ass. She was wearing too, an expensive pair of sheer black hold-up stockings and this was all topped off by a pair of black high heels. She often used to dress like this for me but hadn't done so for a long time. She was making a real effort to impress - and it was working!

How far was she really intending to go I thought, for probably the thousandth time since our meeting had been arranged? She had continually insisted that we were just going to meet for a ***** and a laugh, maybe a kiss and hug. 'Jarvis is a nice guy!' she insisted. 'But I don't want to fuck him, even though he might want to fuck me!'

When I had finally been allowed to read their messages, I found that Jackie had sent further pictures in more revealing, sexy poses – none though were hardcore! Jarvis had also sent her more pics, 2 showing his cock – he was not erect, but it was clear how impressive in girth his cock was! Their written exchanges though remained quite tame – nothing there to fuel my fantasies. The depraved and graphic comments on my original postings had continued to pour in – and I savoured every one. Jackie had read them too but remained unimpressed.

Jarvis was sitting at a table in the corner. Jackie spotted him first and literally dragged me over. He stood as we approached and after firmly shaking my hand, turned his attention to Jackie. He certainly was a big man in every way. He must have been at least 6'5 and looked pretty hefty around his middle. His huge arms encircled my wife, and as she pecked him on the cheek, I watched as his spade like hands wandered down and squeezed her ass cheeks –she didn't move them but just looked at me and let out a little nervous giggle. I smiled back- though unsure about how I really felt!

As we sat down, Jarvis positioned himself between us and we stayed like that throughout the meal. The conversation was awkward at first but he put us at our ease and though much of his attention was on Jackie, I did not at any time feel left out .Often, after some humorous comment or innuendo, Jackie would lean into his shoulder and laugh or stroke his leg- something she did with anyone- but I could see Jarvis loved it and he always responded by bringing his arm around to squeeze her waist or gently brush one of her breasts.

Towards the end of our meal, Jackie excused herself to visit the toilet. Once out of earshot, Jarvis turned to me, and in a tone more in keeping with his messages to me on the internet, growled, 'Right, Markieboy I'm aiming to fuck your gorgeous little wife tonight and you're going to help me aren't you!' It didn't seem like a question.

'I'm not sure about that,' I replied, though somewhat timidly,' I don't think she's up for that at all and I'm not really sure I want that either.'

'Now I know it's what you want – you're desperate to see her sucking and fucking black cocks and believe me boy – it's going to happen. If not tonight then soon. Once she gets a look and feel of my black cock, she'll soon be hooked and then the real fun's going to begin. Your job, boy, is to help me - got it!'

I was just about to reply, when Jackie returned and Jarvis reverted to being Mr Charming.

'Hi, sexy!' he said and as she sat down once more I saw his hand squeeze her right thigh which became exposed as her dress rode up. She didn't move it away!

Our meal finished, we were about to say our goodbyes when Jarvis suggested – no insisted -that we have a little night-cap in the room he had booked for the night. He had, he said, anticipated ******** and didn't want to risk arrest by driving home. Jackie turned to me and said 'What do you think, Mark? It is a little late. Think we should be off don't you?'

It was decision time! Go now, and we may never meet again. Go now and my fantasy may remain just that - forever! The meeting was surely just Jackie's way of trying to 'teach me a lesson' after all!

Then, stomach churning, arms shaking, I answered with, 'Oh, just one more little ***** will do no harm!' Her fate...and mine, was sealed!

'Excellent!' beamed Jarvis!

. On entering his room, Jarvis gestured me towards the single armchair – I duly complied, whilst he and Jackie moved to perch on the edge of the bed. As she sat, her dress again rode up and I saw clearly her gorgeous, chunky white thighs above her stocking tops and glimpsed too her red panties stretched tightly over her lips. Though he couldn't share the view, he could clearly see her exposed thighs and quite brazenly he stared at them, before placing his huge black hand firmly on her right thigh and stroking it. She looked at him, then me. Was she looking for some response or approval? Whatever it was, she promptly moved his hand away – but not angrily.

'Little lady,' he then said, 'Do you know just how sexy you are? I've been horny ever since you walked into the bar. How about me having a little look at those fabulous tits for real, after all I have seen them in your pics and I'd love to have a feel of them too. Markieboy doesn't mind – after all he wants you to fuck me.'

'Sorry, Jarvis, you're a funny guy but there's no way I'm going to fuck anybody except Mark!'

'Aw come on, Sexy, just a little look. Perhaps a little look at that delicious ass of yours too? I'd love a few pictures of my own – I could use my phone. Go on lift your dress up for me and wiggle that ass for old Jarvis. Tell her, Mark – just a little look – promise I won't touch.'

'It's not up to me,' I said.

This situation was incredible. I had no idea what I really wanted to happen. Part of me wanted to get up and go – get Jackie out of here – but a greater part of me wanted her to give him a show at the very least. Knowing her as I did though, I knew there was really little chance of that happening.

'Surely you're not going to go and leave me all horny like this, Sexy? Tell you what – if you won't show me or let me touch you, how about you touch me? Give me a little rub. You now how much you appreciated those pictures of my black cock. Wouldn't you like to see it hard for you? I bet Mark would – in fact I know he would, wouldn't you, Mark!' Jarvis suggested.

I couldn't very well deny it. They both knew the answer!

'Go on, Sexy,' he again urged,' let me get it out and show you both and you can just give it a little rub for me. Look, Markieboy's getting hard just listening to me!'

He was right my cock was rock hard now and I couldn't help squeezing it a little with my hand. Jackie stared at me for a moment, then at my bulging crotch, and then turned back to Jarvis with a cheeky grin on her face.

'Okay, to keep you both happy I'll give you a little look at my tits and you, Jarvis, can give yourself a little rub. You Mark will have to wait until we get home. No wanking for you – I want a good fuck later!'

'Sounds good to me little lady,' he replied and immediately started to take off his trousers and undo his shirt.

What sprung out of his pants was simply breath-taking! Jackie didn't see it at first, as she was pulling the straps of her dress down to reveal her tits – but when she finally looked down at it, her mouth dropped open and her eyes were immediately transfixed by it, as were mine! His cock was no longer than mine but it was so damn thick. It jutted out from his huge, hairy thighs, ram-rod straight! Not a bend or curve anywhere. It was covered in thick bulging veins and though uncut, the foreskin was already stretched back past his cockhead, as he approached full erection. The head itself was a deep pink, in contrast to the glossy ebony skin of the shaft. At its base lay a pair of huge balls, tight now and clearly full of fabulous black sperms aching to erupt! The base of his amazing cock was a mass of black and grey hair.

Jarvis began to stroke it slowly, pulling the skin back as far as it would go. On every down-stroke the hole would open wide – that too was huge - and my own cock pulsed at the sight. I tried to imagine the sperm jetting out into my wife's face – if only!

As Jarvis continued to pump his cock, I noticed Jackie move closer to him – mouth still agape. She was no longer holding up her tits for him to look at. Instead her hands were now between her legs gently rubbing her own lips through her dress and panties.

'Here little lady, 'whispered Jarvis,' sit down next to me and have a closer look!'

Mesmerised, she obeyed immediately!

'Tell you what, why not have a feel of it yourself?' he urged, and as he did so he removed his own fist, took her left hand in his and placed it around his magnificent black shaft. The sight almost made me cum. This was what I had wanted to see for so long, my wife's hand curled around a huge black cock!

I watched motionless as her slender, delicate white fingers with their ruby red nails teasingly encircled ( but only just)the girth of Jarvis' cock and started to tenderly rub it up and down. He moaned and then started to move his hand up the inside of her thigh – but with her free hand, she stopped him.

'No, 'she whispered. But he took no notice and started to push his rough fingers against her panties seeking a way inside. She didn't stop him this time! As she next pulled down on his shaft a bead of pre-cum appeared at the tip of his cock head and then started to trickle down the shaft onto her hand. She stopped to look closely at it.

'Look what you're doing to me, Jackie!' Jarvis grunted, 'Why don't you take an even closer look?' and with that, using his free hand, he pushed the back of her head down towards the huge ebony shaft. She didn't resist.

'Kiss it!' This time it was more of an order. She glanced at me with a hungry look on her face, smiled and then turned back to his shaft. She nudged closer and gently sniffed the head.

'Go on Kiss it!' he again urged.

'God I want to,' she replied.

She had never been an avid cock sucker –always insisting on me being immaculately clean – but she did enjoy it when in the mood, though she had never swallowed my cum! It was breath-taking then, to see her lips part and her tongue peek out, before finally taking her first lick of Jarvis' shaft. She moaned and licked along the most prominent vein first, then dropped down to the base and began kissing his balls.

Jarvis looked across at me and grinned, clearly loving the attention of Jackie's mouth.

She moved back up the shaft and, after a deep breath, opened her mouth wide and plunged the huge head into her mouth, sucking hard and pushing down about 2 inches.

'Keep wanking it, little lady!' he said.

'It's so fucking big. It feels so hot!' she mumbled.

'Can you taste my precum? You love it don't you!'

No reply was forthcoming as she continued to plunge her head up and down the first 2 inches of his cock.

'Get more in!' Jarvis urged.

She pushed a little more but could only manage another few centimetres, before gagging and lifting her head off. A long string of saliva stretched as she moved away, one end attached to her bottom lip, the other to the back of his shaft –what an awesome sight. I watched rapt, as it started to elongate in the middle, before finally breaking in 2, one half dropping onto the wiry hairs at the base of Jarvis' cock, the other, retracting upon itself to sit glistening at the bottom of her chin! Noisily she sucked it back into her mouth.

'God it feels so fucking big in my mouth, Mark!' she said huskily.

'Come on little lady, put it back!' Jarvis said impatiently, whereupon he firmly grasped the back of her head once again and ******, but not roughly, her mouth to start greedily sucking him again. Her lips were stretched wider than I had ever seen them, and the sucking sounds and sight of her escaping saliva ( with, no doubt, some more of Jarvis' precum) which was continually dribbling down his shaft and pooling on his hair and the base of his huge balls, was almost unbearably horny. It was a real struggle to stop myself from cumming!

'Here, Mark, take some pictures with my phone!' Jarvis barked. And he then tossed it over to me. I stopped wanking and moved in closer to get some clear pictures.

Jackie gurgled some comment but it was incomprehensible. If she didn't want any pictures taken - it was too late anyway! However, that wasn't what she had said, as she then lifted her head once more and moaned, 'I need to be fucked – now!'

'Babe, I never thought you'd ask!' Jarvis answered excitedly.

'Sorry, Jarvis, your black cock is incredible – but only Mark fucks me! Quick Mark I need it so bad. Get your cock out and make me cum – I'm so close!'

He didn't seem too happy about this but he said nothing, just urged her to start sucking again. Jackie slid off of the edge of the bed onto her knees, and positioned herself between Jarvis' massive thighs. I moved in behind her, lifted her dress and pulled her gusset aside. My cock went straight in to the balls as her cunt was so wet. She groaned as I did so and urged me to do it hard and fast. I willingly obliged. Looking up, I could see her bobbing blonde head, full of thick cock, beautifully framed by Jarvis' fat, ebony skinned, hairy torso. His sheer size dwarfed her – a stunning sight. So much so that after about 30 seconds I came!

Jackie lifted her head from his cock again, 'Fuck, Mark, you've cum haven't you! You fucking selfish bastard –I was so close! I need to be fucked hard!'

'Sorry!' I said. 'I couldn't help it!'

'Jarvis, I need your cock now to finish me off. Have you got any condoms?'

I had had a vasectomy after our 4th ***, so we needed no precautions.

'Sorry, darlin' – never use them!' he laughed.

'Just fuck me, quick – but please don't cum in me. Can you do that?'

She was desperate to cum and needed fucking long and hard. Only Jarvis could satisfy her now. But the fact that she, ultra cautious Jackie, was willing to risk this, showed just how horny she was!

'How do you want it, Jackie?'

'From behind – now! Shove it in right up to your balls and pummel me hard!'

Jarvis eased me to one side with a triumphant grin on his face and knelt down behind her. 'Markieboy,' he ordered, 'spread her cheeks wide. Hold her open for me. I need 2 hands to feed this in.'

I willingly did this. Her asshole opened a little and her cunt lips, dripping with my cum, parted too. Jarvis fed his helmet into Jackie's gaping hole, pushing slowly. Her lips had to spread so wide that I thought they would rip. She groaned, but pushed back, desperate to get him in. Finally, the head was fully in and her lips engulfed it greedily, sucking it in further. Then he started to thrust – hard. The rest of his great black shaft slid in easily and within seconds she was taking the whole cock right up to his heavy balls. It was amazing to watch his great black ass thrusting into my wife. Her whole body shook with every thrust. She was soon cumming, the groans from her throat were ****** like, guttural. But Jarvis didn't stop. He kept pumping away and soon she was cumming again. Something I was rarely able to do for her!

'God, your cock feels so fucking great. It's stretching me so wide. It's fucking fantastic! Don't stop, please! I'm gonna cum again in a minute. Go on fuck my cunt hard, you big black bastard!'

She was frenzied now – almost out of control.

'Sorry little lady, but I'm gonna shoot any second!'

'No – not in me. Take it out, quick!' she sounded hugely disappointed. 'Just have a little break and then fuck me again – I need more. I need that gorgeous thick fucking cock again.'

'Okay,' he replied and pulled out making a lascivious plopping sound. Jackie's cunt remained wide open for a second until she ************* squeezed and it closed up, though only a little. Cum, both mine and hers oozed out.

My cock was beginning to harden again.

'I could make you cum now, Jack,' I offered.

'No, let Jarvis do it. I need a proper man to finish me off!' She was being deliberately cruel now because I had cum so quickly earlier – but it was only in the heat of the moment I thought –or was that hoped?

She arched her back, pushing her exposed ass out to meet him. Her dress, though still on, was bunched at her waist.

'Mark, pull my panties down so Jarvis can get right in. I want to feel his balls banging against my ass and thighs – I couldn't before! Come on do it- now!'

She was frantic, insatiable now with lust for more thick, black cock and more orgasms. The whole of Jarvis' cock was smeared with a mixture of my cum and hers, and her cunt, still gaping, swallowed him easily to the hilt as he pushed back in .

'Oh fuck it fills me right up. I can feel every inch of it – it's so fucking thick and hard. I'm cumming already.' –and she moaned and pushed back even harder to get more of his great cock into her! As she did this, Jarvis grabbed her hair in his right hand and pulled her head right back. This made her scream – but not in pain- in ecstasy!

As he let go seconds later, her head collapsed onto the bed and she lay there exhausted but sated.

Jarvis though was still fucking her hard. Every thrust made her ass cheeks ripple.

'I'm gonna cum now, Jackie!' he groaned.

'No, not in me.Take it out, please. I'd love all your cum in me, but please don't do it!'

'Okay, Sexy!' he laughed, seemingly in full control.

'I'll toss it for you, Jarvis – all over me if you like – but not on my cunt!' she offered. 'I've never seen another cock cum before!'

Jarvis pulled out and stood up. His huge cock looked even bigger jutting straight out in front of him. 'Right, on your knees in front of me, quick,' he ordered.

Jackie turned and did as she was told.

'Markieboy, get the camera again and come closer. I'm gonna cum in your little wife's face and you're filming it!'

'Not in my face, you're not –but you can cum on my tits. Go on ******* my white tits with your spunk!' she shouted.

She would often let me cum in her face but always screwed up her eyes. It was more as a favour to me when she did – she didn't enjoy it. She did though love to watch cum spurting out and feel it splash on her skin – just not in her eyes or mouth!

'Come on, Sexy,' Jarvis replied, 'I want to cum all over your pretty little face.'

'I know you do, but I need to see your cum spurt out and if you do it on my face, I'll have to close my eyes – just do it on my tits!' Then, almost inaudibly she added, 'Maybe next time!'

I'm not sure he heard – but I did and my head swam at the thought. Just the situation talking I thought to myself!

'Get that dress right off and that bra too, then hold those tits up for me!' Jarvis said.

She peeled the dress off, unhooked her bra and then took her tits in both hands as Jarvis started to pump his cock hard. I clicked away quickly and keenly with his phone and then switched to video waiting for him to cum.

What a sight it was! My own wife, on her knees, dressed only in hold- up stockings with her panties at her ankles, kneeling in front of a huge black man and looking up wantonly at his cock waiting for it to cum.

'Come on, spray me. Cum all over my tits. I need to see it now!' she urged.

Then his knees buckled slightly and the first jet shot onto her tits. It was followed by 8or 9 more, equally as powerful as the first. Some did spray her on the chin but the rest *******ed her chest. It was thick and glutinous. She looked on wide eyed at each spurt and savoured every splash on her skin. She laughed, almost manically, at the sight. Thick stringy ropes hung from the end of her nipples and dropped onto her arms and thighs. She scooped some up and inspected it. She held it to her nose and sniffed in its aroma. She let out her tongue, looked up at him and for a second I thought she was going to eat it, but she didn't – she was only teasing. I had captured every second on his camera though!

Once we had all calmed down, an awkward silence descended. No-one seemed to know what to say. Jackie cleaned herself up and after a few pleasantries, including suggestions from both parties that we should,' Meet again,' we left, but not before Jackie had kissed Jarvis on the cheek and he had patted her ass once again. I shook his hand and as I turned to follow Jackie, Jarvis whispered, 'She's hooked - believe me! We will be meeting again.....and again!'

The drive home was similarly quiet as we both wrestled with our emotions and reflected on the night's events. Would there be a repeat? Did either of us want a repeat? Was Jarvis right?

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I Have a Hobby



I have a hobby. I am a 32 year old woman with a figure 38DD - 24 - 36 with long auburn hair and long legs with a height of 5' 10". I get a lot of looks shall we say.

My hobby? I am slowly reducing my husband to a slave while I constantly and secretly screw around behind his back. My chief amusement right now is to flirt with his boss, my most frequent lover, and I mean flirt outrageously when the three of us are together then get mad at my husband when he complains. I enjoy how Jim, his boss, comes onto me when Howard, my hubby, is right there.

Another amusement is making out with Jim in a restaurant or bar while Howard is in the Men's room. Everyone knows what's going on but no one tells him. They just look at him and smile - you know the kind of smile.

Jim has been fucking me since, literally, the day of Howard's interview. Jim wasn't going to give Howard the job until he layed his eyes on me. When he did, it was obvious he wanted me and he sent Howard to do some tests down the hall. As soon as Howard was out of sight he brought me into his office and closed the door. Without a word he pulled me to him and kissed me deeply. His hands drifted over my body to my ass, kissing me hard, holding my completely against him with my breasts almost crushed against his chest.

"I'm hiring your husband because I want to fuck you. And I mean fuck you a LOT! Open your blouse I want to see those tits!"

I did as he said, suddenly wet and ready. His hands rubbed my augmented breasts then his lips came to them, roughly stimulating the nipples to full erection. "Oh!" I moaned "Won't your secretary know!"

"Of course she'll know, that's part of the fun, isn't it?"

His left hand came under my skirt as he sucked my nipples, his fingers pushing aside the little G string and entering me immediately and deeply.

"I love the idea of fucking you while your husband is jumping through hoops down the hall! In fact I'm going to buy us some time."

He picked up his desk phone and his secretary answered. "Call down to personnel and tell them to give Howard the full battery of tests and then take him on a long tour of the plant. I want some quality time with his hot wife, got it? And, by the way, let them in personnel know what's really going on here. They'll enjoy knowing that while they interview and test him.!"

The whole time he was speaking to the secretary he was ********** finger fucking me with one hand then slipping it out to put my juice on my tits then licking it off. His words made me unbelievably hot.

I realized I had found the perfect accomplice both in sex and in the destruction of my husband. And he would be Howard's boss!

Bending me over his desk he made me orgasm over and over, telling me I was his bitch and I had better get used to doing what he said.

I wanted nothing more than that, my wicked mind already planning our next steps.

Before I go further, I want you to know where we are going with this. I am a real life, hot, beautiful, sexy wife with very expensive tastes and with $10,000.00 breasts. These are real life segments of a long journey into my own sexuality and the great arousal it gives me to slowly slowly put my husband into the position of lowly servant and fulfiller of my and my lovers' every wish. Why?

Simply because I CAN! Because he is weak and I am strong and I enjoy each step, each small ***********, each sexual adventure that he doesn't know about and yet suspects. Even putting the story here for all the readers to read is a part of that ***********, that subjugation of Howard. Enjoy!

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Jenni


The Twist Revised

Back in the corner booth of our family's favorite restaurant, I watch as my wife of 10 years takes a phone call and leaves me alone with my ************ Jenni. Hmmm, maybe this is the perfect time to confront her with the news I got today from her school. Sitting next to my ************ in the tiny booth, watching her ****** leave for some privacy, I lean closer to her to keep our conversation quiet. "Well, Jenni. It seems we have a problem."

She looks at me with those crystal blue eyes and tries to give me that innocent look as if nothing was wrong, and so I continue; "I got a call from the Dean today and was told this little story about you and one of you professors." She starts to wiggle in her seat and then glancing off in the direction that her ****** left, she asks if her I told her ******.

"No, not yet." I tell her and then scoot a bit closer, letting my hand fall on Jenni's leg and let it run slowly up, barely sliding under the edge of her skirt. Watching her jump, she goes to grab my hand and tries to move it off her leg. I laugh at her ******** behavior and shake my head at her. "No little girl... the gloves are off and I know of all your games you have been playing at school. Seems the Dean and I had a very long talk about you today and I have an appointment with him Monday morning to see if you will continue there. I am sure you ****** would love to go with me unless you and I can come to some kind of arrangement very soon."

As the realization of my news sinks in, I watch fear cross her eyes as she waits to see what is going to happen next. My hand starts to make small circles on her inner thigh and as we both look to see what I am doing. It suddenly sinks in and she looks back up at me.

"What do you want?" she asks me with a bit of uneasiness in her voice.

I lean back a little, making the circles trace now in figure eights across that velvety skin. Smiling at her, knowing I have her where I want her, I say. "Well, it seems that you need some parental supervision and I am the one to give it to you. It is about time Daddy takes care of his little girl like he should have a few years ago as soon as I started to hear the rumors about your behavior."

Shaking her head quickly, I watch as her blond hair moves about her shoulders and can see she is not happy with this idea but I continue with my statement. "So from now on there are going to be a few changes to your schedule. First you're not going to be dating anymore and second your weekend visits will be at home until further notice." Wanting to shock her, I give her my final rule; "From here on out, you will do as I tell you and become my little slut."

I see her small hands clench in fists at her side and seeing as my words soak in, I move in closer to her... my hand moves up higher along her leg near her pussy. A thought comes to me and out of curiosity, I move near her ear to whisper my question. "I bet you're not wearing any panties. Are you Jenni?" Seeing her eyes go wide, I know I am right and before she can react. I move my fingers now up near her wet pussy lips.... I continue in a low voice; "I bet you're still wet from your professors cum... aren't' you? All filled up, Jenni? Oh you're such a bad girl?" And with that, I quickly push one finger and then a second into her cum filled pussy. Letting my fingers move in and about, seeking her little nub. I rub it a few times knowing she would be tender after her earlier fucking and then notice her hips slightly move...and she starts to squirm up against my hand.

Watching her face and it shows the turmoil in her of both disgust and surprised pleasure. Then her eyes go large as she is looking over my shoulder and turn to see her ****** approach, I move my hand up and over to grab the cloth napkin near her as if I was not doing anything out of the norm. Then as I wiped my hand off, I hand it back to Jenni... telling her to put it in her purse and she better think about her decision very quickly.

My wife has an excited look as she arrives back to our table and I ask her what is up. She tells us that my sister-in-law is having labor pains and wants her to stay the night. Since my sister-in-laws' husband is out of town, she would need a ride to the hospital. Containing my excitement on how fortunate this helps my plot, I tell her we can drop her off on the way home and if she wants, and I'll bring a change of clothes over in the morning. Jenni now becomes excited and asks if she can come along and I jump in telling her no. That she would be in the way and it may take hours, possibility of a few days until the baby comes. I see the angry look in my ********** eyes but then her ****** nods in agreement. As we gather our coats and leave, I see my ******** throw a worried look at me as she sees I am far from done with her.

As we dropped off my wife, I requested my ******** to move up to the front seat. Seeing as my wife thought this was a good idea, I watch my wife open her door, waiting for Jenni to get out and take the seat. Ahhhh, how fate kindly looks down on me.... This has been long over due. As I am ready to pull out, my wife comes around to the other side of the car to kiss me goodbye and I know this is my chance to mention Jenni's school issue. Not wanting to give too much away. I tell her that her school called and I will deal with it since I know she will be busy with her sister. She peeks into the car window to look at Jenni, and asks if there is anything they should know. I quickly reassure my wife telling her it is probably nothing, and just time for our donations. Watching her nod her head in agreement she heads on in and we start to drive off towards the freeway.

I hear my ************ make a small sigh of relief and I go ahead and ask her; "Well, have you made a decision?" A few more miles down the road and still no answer.

I start to turn on my blinker so to take the next exit to turn around and she quickly blurts out. "Wait...no...we can talk but I just don't know what you want me to say."

Seeing as now she is talking to me, I turn off the blinker... knowing we had about 30 minutes 'til we arrived home. Giving a chuckle at her inexperience, I say; "I see... so you have no thoughts about what we talked about at the restaurant and so I guess I should just take you back to your mom and you can tell her and your aunt about school?."

Quickly her face shows horror and she reaches out to grab my arm. I shake her off but now I know I have her where I want her. Tears start to roll down her cheeks and she says. "No! Please... we can talk. There is no harm to just talk. Just don't turn around."

"Okay well if we are going to talk" turning to look at her so she knows I am serious, I continue; "I want you to do something in good faith to show me how sincere you are at discussing this. I want you to take off your bra, since you don't have the panties anymore and I want you to toss it out the window... Now"

"But you said we would only talk." She cries out to me.

"No, I said either we talk or I turn around and you tell your ****** the truth about your episodes at school. Also I don't see why I can't see your breasts since you like to show them off to your professors, to raise your grades... hmmm?" I say smugly. Seeing the distress in her, I know I got her and I watch as she moves very shaky hands to undue the buttons on her top so to get to her bra off... a few miles down the road, as I look in the review mirror. I see her bra fly out the window and my cock starts to get hard. "Now I want you to lift your skirt and spread your legs so I can see that cum filled pussy, Jenni."

As she starts to lift her skirt, she turns to glare at me. "You said we could talk, I don't see why I have to be like this... just to talk."

"Well, as I see it. If you decide you don't want to talk, then I can take you back to your ******. Both your ****** and aunt will see you with no bra and panties, finally seeing you for the slut you have become. Or, we continue our drive home and I get to see what I have wanted to see for a while. You wearing those skimpy outfits for the past few years... the little taunts... oh you will pay for that and more. So do you like being filled with your professors cum, and how many times did you get filled?" I say to her, watching her cheeks flame up red in shame.

She cried out. "You can't do this to me... it is unfair and I am not telling you what I do with my boyfriend."

"Ha! Boyfriend? Is that what the professor is? How many years has he been there, and how many other girls have private sessions, sweetheart. You are one of many and I am going to teach you how to be a better woman so men like him, will beg you for it." I turn to her with a determined look in my eyes to show I only speak the truth." That is why you will not date until you can manage them and not get caught. Who do you think took your underwear to the Dean and told him you made a pass at him?"

Turning towards me, I see that tears are now rolling down her cheeks and that she was a fool for believing all the professors lies. Finding out that her teacher betrayed her in turning her into the Dean... she knows she has no other choice. I reach out to put my hand on her leg and I try to comfort her. "Oh Jenni, no reason to be afraid, I will not hurt or lie to you. Trust me. However, you need some guidance, so we are going to work this out and come to a compromise that benefits us both. Ready?"

I can see her look at my hand and I know how bad she wants to push it off, but at least she was willing to listen. My cock hardens as I can see her fully. Her tear stained face, nipples hard and her legs spread. Now showing me the small curls of her pussy hair. Oh god... how I wanted to just pull over and fill that cum filled pussy with my own cum. But patience, I told myself. She makes a small nod with her head and turns to face the road and my hand falls away from her soft skin.

"Now, starting out till I can trust you, you will do as I say. Tomorrow if we get time, we will head down and I will buy you a cell phone. I will be number one on speed dial, you will always, and I mean always answer my calls. Is that understood?" again seeing another small nod, she has turned to face me, paying attention to what I have to say, so I continue. "Next if you do everything I ask of you, from shopping, small tasks and other things... after one month I will purchase a car for you to meet me when I ask you to. You will always meet me first and drop all other things, including school, family and friends. Yes, this even means your ******, but then I can help in that area. Is this understood?"

I take a moment to pause and see what she thinks of this so far. On her face is awe and so I ask her what she thinks so far. "You will do all that for me, just because I finally got caught at school. Why are you going to give me gifts and what is it that you're going to make me do?" she asks me now confused.

Laughing now, I shock her and tell her bluntly; "You must know it is all about the sex." I turn to look at her, so to watch her face... making sure she understands. "All kinds of sex and you will let me do what I want or else. Trust me, you will never be hurt and I will never let anything bad happen to you." I watch as she folds her arms in front of her plump breasts and starts to pout.

"However if you don't do as I say, not only will I tell your ****** about school but also that you threw yourself at me. I will tell her you came to my bed tonight and woke me up by sucking on my cock. Also I will tell your ****** that you have always wanted me and that you planned on taking me away from her for the past several years because of my money." I watch as horror now shows on my ************** face knowing that I am outright blackmailing her and thoroughly enjoying it. I watch as her will cave in and she has no other choice.

"Now we can start on a trial basis for say.... three months. You will do as I ask...without question, without hesitation. And if at the end of the three months, you want me to release you of this agreement between us then I will let you go but all money, phone, clothes and car will stay behind. I also will agree to leave your ****** at that time and you will never see me again." Turning back to the road, I hear her let loose a small sigh.

"Just three months and then you leave me alone? Never do this to me again?" she asks in a trembling voice.

I nod as we start to get off the freeway. "Yes 90 days only. If anything. You will learn a bit more about yourself and come out ahead by being spoiled beyond reason. You will say you deserved it, since you will have to work it all off through me. But yes, it will be just enough for your lessons and if at the end of three months you wish to continue, and then we will look for an apartment for you instead of the dorm you currently live in." I sit and listen to her even breaths as she contemplates my terms and wait for her decision. Approaching our neighborhood, I decide to wait until we are at the house to make my final move.

By now, we have pulled onto our street. I hit the garage door opener, my car slips in, then turning off the engine and as I hit the button one more time. It leaves us both in the dim light of the garage. Turning towards her, she knows her time is up; "Okay Jenni, I need your answer so if you agree to my terms. I want you to remove the rest of your clothes, and then hand them to me. Next, I want you to take your hands and run them up and down over each of your breasts. Play with each of your nipples by rolling and teasing the nipples with your fingers.

I watch as tears slowly slide down her face knowing she is caught in my twist. And off her clothes come. She hands them to me in a way in which she barely touches me and I place them down by my feet. Her hands then move across her breasts, and as she does as I demanded of her. I watch her cheeks flame red in shame and once done... her hands curl up by her hips in defiance. "Oh my, Jenni girl. You will learn but for tonight. I will be easy on you. Now I want you to turn and face me. Place your hands on your legs and spread them. I want to see what that professor got to fill today. Show me you're swollen cum filled pussy my dear."

She slides a bit in the seat since I know while on the drive home, she has been leaking cum from earlier and now facing me. I can see that she is thinking of any way out of this situation and my cock gets so rock hard looking at my ************ completely nude in front of me with her hands down at her pussy lips spread for what ever I want to do next. Her small face with clear blue eyes watching me as if she were caught prey. But, she was and I was going to enjoy this. Sitting up in my seat now I tell her; "Now Jenni. I want you to ask me to touch your pussy and see how wet you are."

Seeing the turmoil on her face, she looks to my face and asks; "Only three months? Promise?"

"Yes I promise Jenni, only three months unless you ask to stay with me longer."

I assure her and then watch as she bites her lower lip and in the most sweetest voice that I could have wanted to hear, she softly stammers in apprehension; "W-w-will...will...y-y-you...you please t-touch my p-pussy and see how wet I am?"

Slowly I move closer to her, the leather creaking with my actions and I rest my hand on her leg, slowly I let it travel back up towards that warm moist box. My cock is so hard and I have to take a brief moment to gather my thoughts. Since I knew I wanted the night to last if I was going to go forward with my plan.

My fingers now move towards the inside of her thigh, feeling the softest skin ever and I tenderly touch the outside of her pussy lips. I feel her jump ever so slightly and let a finger trail across the outside of her swollen clit. My finger move up and then down slowly, letting her get use to my hand being there. Then I let it run near her clit, teasing her. I turn to see her face and she is frozen in her seat, now holding her breath, blue eyes watching me and knowing she is feeling everything as well. Letting my fingers still play with her pussy.

I ask her quietly. "Do you want me continue? Or do you want me to stop. All you have to do is nod yes or no." I see a moment of thought flash through her eyes and then she slowly nods in head in consent and as she does. My finger slips between the folds of her pussy and she finally let's go of the held breath.

Knowing that she is starting to get turned on by what I am doing, I slip two fingers in her cunt and we both can hear the wetness as my fingers move within her cum filled pussy. She leans back into the corner of the seat, which only spread her legs wider for me. This allows me more access and my fingers go deeper into her pussy. Now making a small stroking motion and looking to her face to see her expression I watch as her eyes start to close. With a grin on my face, I tell her to open her eyes and to watch what I am doing. I want her to see all that I am going to do and I ask her if she likes what I am doing...She makes a small nod of her head and then I tell her to take one hand and rub it around her pussy.

Feeling her hands near mine, knowing that she is starting to enjoy this. I watch as her hand finds her clit and as she starts to rub it, I find her little nub and press up against it, making her jump a little. Her breathing has started to come in small pants and seeing that she is going to come soon. I tell her to take her left hand and cup her left breast. As she does so, I lean in closer to wrap my lips about that harden nipple. Sucking it into my mouth, enjoying the taste of her skin. Letting my tongue flick her nipple, then start to roll her nipple between my teeth, teasing her and then I nip at the nipple hard She jumps again and I hear her take another breath in excitement. Now I start to move my fingers in and out of her faster. The sound of her wet pussy and her small moans echo in the car and I make sure to hit that little nub every time. Her lower waist starts to meet my hand, as I am finger fucking her. Knowing she cannot take much more. I release her breast so to watch her face... she again closes her eyes and seeing her enjoyment.

I let her and then say her; "Come on Jenni. I want you to fuck my fingers. Ride them baby, ride your daddy's cum soaked fingers" I feel her start to meet my thrusts. Even harder, she rides my fingers... allowing me to delve deeper into her pussy and seeing the joy I am giving her. I whisper to her; "Come Baby girl, show me you want it."

Then she cries out. "Yes Daddy...don't stop! Please don't!" Then with a small shudder, she gives a small scream and comes all over my fingers. Feeling her cum filled pussy clench in ecstasy. The sticky sweet stuff dripping out of her, over my fingers and down onto my leather car seat.

With her eyes still closed. I whisper near her one final time before pulling away. "Now that is Daddy's good cum slut...you liked me playing with you're cum filled pussy, didn't you?" Her eyes flash open as she realizes what she has done and quickly clamps her legs close. I move in quickly and kiss her cheek before she has a chance to move her face away and then lean back into my own seat.

I chuckle and move to grab her clothes and then wipe my hand off on her blouse. Seeing her expression and I ask her. "So three months. Agreed?"

She nods her head yes but I can see she is somewhat mortified about what she has done but I know with time it will all pass. As I open the door I look back to see my very naked ************ all flushed from her orgasm.

She is sitting in my leather passenger seat, in a puddle of her own cum and the car smelling of her sex. Closing the door, I move about the car and open her door, holding my hand out to her. She takes it and I lead her to door going into the house knowing the rest of the night is going to be very interesting.. I pause for a moment. "Tell Daddy you're my cum slut baby and that for the next three months you will be my mine."

With a small voice, I hear her say. "Yes Daddy I am your cum slut and I will be yours for the next three months." With head bowed, I open the door and let her pass me as she enters and know for the next three months, she will be all mine to do with as I please.

I keep my head lowered as I pass my **********. I was still dazed over what we had done but there was a small part of me that was excited that it had happen. I moved to the bottom of the steps and waited to see what he wanted me to do and briefly thought of my new matching bra and panty set, which was no more. The Dean had my underwear and my bra was floating in the wind along some highway. I look up to my dad awaiting my fate.

"Go on up to your room and get ready for bed, we can find a movie when you come back down" he says as he walks through the kitchen and into the living room.

I turn around and head up the stairs towards the bathroom. Taking a washcloth, I rinse it in warm water and then placing one foot on the toilet, I gently clean my pussy; Removing the cum from my professor from earlier today and then what happen in the car. Looking up at the mirror, over the sink, my face flushed... quickly look away to finish. Back in my bedroom, I slipped into my baby blue boy-shorts and matching lacy tank top. Again I gaze into the mirror and wonder what others see in me. All I see is limp long blond hair framing my face, which barely covers my breasts. Some would call me athletic, with curves and long legs that go on for days. Sighing, I wipe away the dark smudges from under my eyes and take one quick glance at myself before I go to face the inevitable.

Heading back down the stairs, my dad calls out to me, telling me to grab the ice tray out of the freezer. Coming back through to the living room I pause for a moment noticing that some of the furniture has been moved away from the fireplace. Remembering how he does this for my ****** on their quiet nights I feel my stomach clench in fear. Feeling his eyes on me, I look to my Step-Dad and I see him watching my every move, waiting to see what I am going to do. Knowing I agreed to the next 3 months, I bite my lower lip as I move towards the bar and place the ice tray down. I walk back towards the couch and grab the blanket laying over the back of it and wrap it about me for comfort.

"Jenni, why don't you come down here by me while I build a fire?" he asks me. Reluctantly I move by him, still gripping the blanket tight about me, unsure of what of what happens next. Nervously I watch him spread the kindling in the fireplace and as he bends near to add bigger pieces of wood, he tells me there is a ***** on the coffee table behind us and I turn to see the two glasses. Taking a few swallows, I realize it is something fruity since he knew I didn't like the taste of *******. Turning back to the fireplace I gaze at the now growing fire and watch the flames lick at the wood.

I feel my blanket being tugged and I release the grip I have on it, letting it fall down some so he has a perfect few of my breasts. He can the see through the material of my upturn nipples and as I see his eyes on my chest, I try to focus a moment on my ***** as I try to cradle it carefully in my lap. Closing my eyes... letting loose a quiet sigh... I sense and then feel his hand move down my arm slowly. It moves back up and runs across my chest over the lacy fabric. I start to feel goose pimples along my arm as he moves his hand up and down, back and forward, now tracing each breast in large circles. I know without looking, my nipples have harden into sharp pencil ends and would be poking through my top where I know he is watching and can feel my body is becoming aroused.

Closing my eyes... I begin to feel despair, not wanting to see his face and expecting to see the lust that would be there like all the other guys but instead when I do. There is no lust in those brown eyes, it is consideration. As if he is unsure what to do with me.

Now I watch as his hand lowers to the blanket on my thigh that is still somewhat wrapped about me. I hear him exclaim; "I always did like that color on you. However you do remember when you , your brother and ****** came to live with me 15 years ago. I have enjoyed watching you grow up around me." He chuckles more to himself though as he proclaims: "You have made the last several years most interesting for me. Seeing you grow up, your body becoming a woman... watching you run around in skimpy clothes and flashing all that you could. I know subconsciously, you were teasing me and any guy that was coming near you. However that was all part of growing up and wanting to feel sexy. That is why I insisted I pay for the college you went to, cause my best friend is the Dean there and it would be the best way to keep tabs on you as you started to 'experiment' as he gets up he grabs his ***** and goes to the bar to refresh it and then picks up few movies.

As his words sink in over the fact that he was... is... friends with my Dean. He comes back, leaning over and hands me the movies saying: "Interested in watching a movie with me?"

I look curiously at them since they are the type of a very young girl. All cartoons or animation and then frown at him as I say: "These are all kiddie movies... Got anything a bit older for someone that is 22?" I ask him....

He gives a deep throaty laugh and tells me to be careful what I ask for. He has more mature videos and wonders if I can handle any of them.

He moves across the room and pulls some DVD's aside, where we keep more drama/adventurous movies. After pulling some aside, reaching deep into the back, he pulls out 3 more movies. I watch him curiously and see he is amused and wonder what I have missed. He gives me a **** eating grin, and I watch him open one of the cases and put in a DVD into the player. "I wonder if you will be interested in what kind of movie I have. Are you sure you can handle whatever it is I play???" he asks me.

My heart jumps for a moment and then all of a sudden it stops and freezes as I see it is my bedroom on the TV screen. I move to stand, the blanket falling off of me and drops to the floor. Slowly I walk slowly toward the TV as I see myself enter the room and then my ex-boyfriend on screen.

Stammering I ask: "How long... when did you do this...? Why would you do this?" as I feel a sinking feeling of what it is I am going to see next.

"Because Honey you are the best entertainment that has walked into this house and I like the show..." he laughs as he tells me.

I am frozen now with betrayal and anger beginning to grow. The screen shows us making out and ex-boyfriend is slowly stripping off my clothes. Even though I am appalled that I am seeing this on the TV screen, I am also starting to feel my stomach tighten... watching myself as I am beginning to have sex and surprised how turned on I was becoming.

As my dad clears his throat to get my attention, he states;"I will say this much Jenni.... You body has matured over the years as a fine wine. I love how you have filled out over the years and only to enjoy the best that you can offer. I think our compromise will be a benefit to the both of us. See you get to learn from an experience man, and I get to prepare you for your future."

"What do you think you can offer me?" I start to get angry as I see his smug expression. "That I can't get from some other guy? How long have you been videotaping me and do you get your jollies by watching a young girl trying to experience sex her first time?"

My dad's smug expression now turns into a full burst of laughter? "First time...HA! I know when you had your first sex and every other time... You're a tramp and need to know how to play the game like I told you earlier. Honey... Your game is over and you're going to learn how to play with the big boys... so now strip!"

I pause for a moment, thinking this is not how I wanted it to go. I wanted to tease him, lead him... tease him some more... and now he is telling me to take off all of my clothes??? "No... I won't and you can't make me", I tell him stubbornly.

"Oh I cant?" he says without hesitation, "Do you know if these are the only movies I have? Do you know what else I have of you, up my sleeve. No you don't and until you think you know all the cards I play, then you will do as I say. Now Strip!"

Bluff called. I stare at him in astonishment.

"Now dear, lets not forget our bargain and I should not have to remind you again." He states

I let out the breath I was unaware of holding and begin to drop my head, until a thought occurred. gaining my composure mid-droop I fight to hold in my minor excitement. Maybe, just maybe I can turn this little game of his around on him.

Looking him in the eyes for a few seconds I take a slight step forward. Raising my right hand to slowly remove my left shoulder strap I turn my head so to watch myself on the TV. Slowly and smoothly I slide my left arm free from the strap and within the same momentum shrug out of the right strap. I look up at my ********** as i grab my now partially rolled up lacy top with my thumb and fingertips and push down, taking my boy shorts with. Just as i reach my knees i let go allowing them to drop to the floor and step out forwards.

Hoping my plan will work, I turn facing full the TV so my ********** can see only of my backside. Looking up to see that my ex-boyfriend and I are in the middle of having sex.

Turning back towards him, I lower myself down to my knees, hands reaching down on either side of me and lean back, resting on my heels while I look up at him. I hide the fear within me, knowing our agreement but my stomach still with hope. He takes a gulps of his ***** while his eyes wanders down my body but I still see no lust in his eyes, unlike the boys or the other men before but something else. He puts the ***** down on the coffee table and then kneels down in front of me.

Watching as his hand reaches out to me... light fingers caress my cheek, slowly trailing down and across my chin. Then fingertips lightly brush across my full lips I watch him. He seems to be be intrigue as if I were a doll. I wonder for a moment if I am just a toy... to be molded into some plaything for him. As the thought leaves... I let go a small sigh.

He moves his hands to his chest and starts to unbutton his shirt. As I watch him take it off and toss it to a nearby chair. He stands and I watch him remove his jeans... My heart rushes to my throat and I go to lean back and away. "oh no... I'm not having sex with you... you can't make me.. but I can offer a compromise." I fee his hand now on my shoulder, his face is all of a sudden near mine and he holds me still.

"I never said I was having sex with you, as if you were to be so lucky... What is this compromise that you want to offer me!" he states as he moves to the chair near us, by now completely nude.

My own noises coming at me from the tv and my dad in his chair... I just didn't want to do this. After a few moments I look up to his face and there is nothing there. No expression at all and I knew it was all up to me. I couldn't' flash my pretty blue eyes, and taunt him like I did with the others. The look on his face wouldn't show me anything... to direct my next step. So would this plan of mine even work?

I fight the tears of the unknown and then take a deep breathe. On my hands and knees... the carpet soft between my fingers. I move slowly, my hips moving side from side. I know he is watching me as I move closer. Stopping when I see his toes now near my hands, I look up and try not to see his hard cock between his legs. Oh my god... he was bigger than I thought. How the hell was I to put that in my mouth.

Seeing my shocked my expression, I hear a low chuckle: "Told you... you weren't going to be playing with boys anymore."

Now moving my hands to his knees, settling my knees now between his slightly spread legs and wonder where should or how should I start. My left hand moves to grasp his cock, feeling the warmth of him. Taking one last look at him, hoping maybe he will have pity on me or something but nothing... still the same blank expression... boy did attorneys know how to hide their emotions.

I lean up and forward, my small tongue laps out and across the top of his head. I smell the muskiness of him. Letting my tongue run small circles across his head, I quickly glance up to see his expression, hoping for some expression but nothing. Not even the slightest bit of satisfaction from the depth of his eyes. Feeling a bit angry now at his lack of emotion, I close my eyes and think of anything I could do to hear for even the slightest enjoyment.

I take the full head into my mouth, which fills most of my mouth. Pausing for a moment, I wonder how I could even get anymore of it in and think maybe use the flat part of my tongue to make small circles along the front of his tip. After a few seconds of repeating this I lower myself to see how much of him I could possibly take in. I treat is as a sucker.... lapping and suckling and trying to fit as much as I can before I begin to feel my gag reflex tighten. Opening my eyes I am beginning to sense defeat as I notice I do not barely make past his tip. I slowly back off and with my right hand begin to rub up an down tightly while often turning to the left and right. While doing so I run my tongue up and down the side of his hardened cock. Maneuvering all the way around to insure every part of him is wet as I begin to try again to take him in my mouth and goo as deep as I dare. All the while adding in some small nibbles and sucks... continuing my hand movements.

After repeating this over and over, still slightly annoyed that I have not heard any sound. I place my left hand directly under my right and counter circulate while gently squeezing in and up and down motion. I intake his head in my mouth again and very quickly move my tongue in circles all around it while periodically sucking in hard enough to fill my mouth.

I continue until my jaw begins to tighten and I feel a throbbing between my hands. Just as I begin to make small but pressure-full circles with my thumbs. Soon I feel him swell in my mouth... it pulsates next to my tongue and then my mouth becomes full with a warm sweetness and in reflex... I have to quickly swallow before it overfills and would dribble out.

Taking slow deep breaths I wipe my mouth with my now tired right hand and look for some form of satisfaction. Nothing. There is nothing there while he takes a rag and cleans up the rest of his cum and says, without looking at me. I feel so defeated and cannot look at him as I realize my plan has failed.

I hear his voice: "Now go up stairs and get some rest, we will talk tomorrow of our meeting with the Dean." Astonished I slowly rise and slowly find myself walking in a daze up the stairs wondering what just happened. As I think over all the possibilities that it could may happen... I go to bed and quickly fall asleep.

My ****** sits in the chair... watching the end of the video of his ******** crying out in an orgasm with her ex-boyfriend. A smile plays on his mouth as he quickly downs the rest of his ***** and his thoughts are only filled with what had conveniently fallen into his lap. It took all of his will to fight her blow-job. That innocent looking face going up and down on his harden cock... He could feel himself harden again already with what she thought she only failed at. Ah... pretty ... little ********. I can not wait to fill that pretty little pussy.... soon... very soon.

Tu sais, Chrislebo, on s'habituait aux textes en français!!!!!

je veux bien te croire lolll

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Oliver's Balls


After graduation, and a bit of traveling, I started working in sales in the local offices of a national sporting goods company. As per the usual rights of passage, I started in a sales support position, and had to work my way up to the point where I was managing my own territory. For 3yrs now, I had been working my butt off! Arriving early, leaving late, and fixing all the problems that no one else wanted to touch. I was doing whatever it took to get ahead!

Along the way I had befriended another, more established sales rep. After me, he was probably the youngest in office, but he was somewhat of a social cast off. He always had this greasy look to him, like his hair had gone unwashed for a few days, and as though he constantly missed spots while shaving. His name was Oliver, and he didn't have many, if any, friends around the office. Feeling kind of sorry for him, I often ate with him at lunch, and sat with him through our education sessions.

On Fridays we'd often grab a beer or two after work, and say our goodbyes till the following Monday morning.

This week however, he seemed a little distraught. So we sat and chatted a little longer, and finally after our 4th pint, he mentioned that he and his girlfriend had broken up. To be honest, I hadn't even known he had a girlfriend, or ever considered that one might be interested in him. Oliver spoke very highly of her, and made her sound almost model-like in his description of her. I figured he was exaggerating, until he pulled her picture from his wallet. She was GORGEOUS! A tall slim looking blonde woman, with what looked to be at least a 'c' cup, and a beautiful smile.

I have to admit that I thought he was lying, or even perhaps simply stalking the woman in this picture, but even after all of my friendly jabs, he assured me he had dated her for almost a year now.

"Yeah right!" I said.

To which he responded "I can prove it! I have a video of us together from just last week!"

So we closed our tab, and headed to his place. He lived in a somewhat seedy part of town, furthering my belief that he had to be lying about this girl.

When we got into his apartment he invited me to sit on his couch, and he'd set up the video and get us some ******. Moments after handing me my 5th pint of the night, the screen came to life with images of Oliver and this Amazon of a woman playing around on the very sofa we were sitting on. I was stunned. I swallowed half my beer, just to see if maybe more beer would help my eyes to believe what I was seeing.

As the video went on, I started to get a little nervous and excited, because they were starting to lose some of their clothing. First her shirt... then his. Then her jeans were tossed aside, and then his. At this point I looked over at Oliver, a little uncomfortable with what I thought I might see next, but he was just sitting there focused on the screen. I didn't want to insult him by leaving the room for no reason, or asking him to turn it off, so I quickly finished my beer, and announced that I was going for another round.

As I came back into the room, and landed in my seat, my jaw dropped when I saw the screen. His girlfriend was dancing around in the nude, and he seemed to be holding the camera. She then worked her way into the bedroom, where she spread herself out, and started masturbating on the bed.

I turned to Oliver and said "um, maybe we should turn this off, this is kinda private stuff."

"Hey man, she dumped me. Her privacy is no longer an issue. Enjoy!"

So I did, and I could feel my penis starting to swell. There she was, one had fingering her bald pussy furiously, while the other tugged at her nipples. This went on for a good seven to ten minutes, and by the time she climaxed, I was rock hard!

At this point, Oliver excused himself, saying he was gonna go take a leak, and change out of his work clothes. About 30 seconds after he left the room, she came to life again. She started crawling towards the camera, her tits swinging from side to side, a look of lust in her eyes. Suddenly the camera was placed on a dresser or something, and I was getting a side view of her reaching for his pants. She slowly undid his belt while kissing at his stomach. I could see her sitting on the edge of the bed, while she slowly worked his pants off. His back side was facing the camera at this point fortunately, so when she pulled his boxers down, the only bit of his man parts I had to witness was his ass. I could tell from her movements, that she was now working his cock with her mouth, moaning, sucking, and licking. I could hear him too though, saying things like "mmm, you like that?" "yeah baby, take it all...take my whole cock in your mouth...mmm...work it good enough, and maybe I'll let you fuck me".

I couldn't believe it! He had to give her permission? What was going on here? Did she owe him money or something? Then, as he started to turn on screen, Oliver came back into the room, wearing an old t shirt, and some fairly tight, thin material, shorts. As he stood beside me, I got a full view of exactly what it was she was lusting after on screen. Her hand was wrapped around, what looked to be at least 10" of thick shiny cock! And hanging just below, were two massive, completely shaved balls. I couldn't believe my eyes! On this dirty looking, skinny little guy hung the biggest cock I've ever seen outside of a porn actor. I was in shock, so much so, that he had to ask twice if I wanted another beer. Without even really thinking about it, I said "yes", in a sort of low, distant voice.

When he returned from the kitchen and handed me my beer, I turned to look at him, but ended up just staring at his crotch. I could see a fairly clear outline of his monster through the shorts, and while limp, he looked to be at least 6" and THICK!

He made his way back to his seat beside me on the couch, and I turned back to the screen just in time to see his monster explode on his girlfriends face! It was like a fire hose going off on her.

After the tape ended, Oliver put some other movie on, and we sat and watched for a bit before calling it a night. I grabbed a cab home, and passed out pretty quickly.

All weekend long my sex drive was on overdrive, and I was making myself cum three to four times a day. The image of his giant cock blowing up all over her face was driving me insane. I guess I should mention, that I am now, and have always been a straight man, so the fact that this was turning me on so much was strange to say the least.

Monday morning came and went, and we went about our routine as per usual, but no matter what I did, or how much I flirted with my female coworkers, I just couldn't get the image of Oliver's cock out of my head. Strangely, I found myself trying to steal glimpses at his crotch over lunch, or in the halls.

On Friday, we went for our usual beers, and after couple, I asked if there had been any news with his ex. He kind of laughed a bit and said no, and then apologized for making me watch his tape. He said he woke up the next morning and felt awful for having subjected me to that.

I told him I didn't mind, and that I hadn't remembered much cause of all the beer. I was lying though. I remembered every detail, every frame of the video. From the images of her playing with herself, to the images of his hairless monster being worked over. We chatted for a bit longer, when suddenly, I just blurted out "Aren't you afraid of cutting yourself?"

"What?" he replied confusedly.

I couldn't believe what I had asked. I was thinking it over in my head, but never had the intention of asking, but in my ******* state, I just kinda blurted it out. So I couldn't ignore it, and continued the conversation.

"um, when you shave yourself... aren't you...umm... worried that you might... you know... cut one of them?"

"Not really, I've been doing it since college, so I'm pretty good at it now. Haven't you ever tried?" He asked.

Getting slightly turned on, I responded "Um... what? Me? No, I could never..."

"Why not? It actually feels pretty good."

"Really? When did you start? Why did you start?" I continued.

"Um, haha, well, funny story... in college we were playing some ******** card games, and my girlfriend had lost, and her challenge was that she had to shave my balls. Being hammered out of our minds, I let her, and since then, I haven't stopped."

Somewhere in the middle of his story, I started playing the video in my head of his massive cock being worked over by his girlfriend. I could feel my cock starting to stiffen, and I knew I was in trouble. I think he could tell that he was making me uncomfortable, and changed the subject.

Weeks later, after another few rounds, we ended up back at his place playing a new football video game he'd bought. We were trash talking non stop. At some point, I was on a three game winning streak, and just after putting the finishing touches on another landslide victory, I turned to him and said "how's that feel? You like being my bitch? You like when I work your team over like that?" I was being a total ass, as I deserved to be, and I went to the kitchen to round up a few more beers. I then told him I needed another pee break before I delivered his next beating!

When I came back, he had changed into the same shorts that he wore the day we had watched the movie, and it was distracting me. Before starting the game, I said "After I beat you this time, you have to kiss my ass...LITERALLY!" I was *****, and getting cockier by the minute.

He said "ok, but if I win, you have to strip down to your boxers, and go ask my neighbor if you can borrow some milk!"

Without thinking, I yelled "DEAL", and just assumed that I'd be victorious.

I was not. It was a close game, that came down to the last play, but there I stood, slowly removing my clothes as he pointed and laughed in anticipation of my coming embarrassment.

When I returned to his apartment he was still dying of laughter, and I still couldn't help but stare at his crotch. I could feel myself getting aroused, so I started dressing. He stopped me and offered some track pants and a t-shirt for comfort. I took them, and dressed. They were a little tight on me, as I was taller than Oliver, but definitely more comfortable than my work clothes.

At the start of the next game, I started the **** talking again.

"That was a fluke. I let you win, and I wanted to give you a false sense of security before crushing your will to live in this next game!"

"Oh yeah? Then let's raise the stakes!"

"Name your punishment!" I said with confidence.

"Loser gets tea-bagged by the winner!" He exclaimed.

Nerves hit my stomach like a sledgehammer. I was speechless. I mean, I had seen him in the nude on screen, but why would he think that his would be something that I'd agree to?

"What're you scared? I tell you what sissy, if you win, no tea bag, I'll do all your weekly reports for the next two months!" he said.

These reports take hours to fill out every week, and although the punishment would have been steep, I agreed to the proposal.

The game seemed to go on forever. He started out strong but I battled back to tie it, but halfway through the fourth quarter, he ran away with it. The final score was 42-28. I was stunned, and terrified, and nervous as hell... but strangely, part of me was curious. To see if was really that big in person.

After some reluctance, and begging, I assumed my position on his coffee table, lying on my back. Although I had never witnessed one of these before, I had always assume the person delivering would be facing away from the persons face, then squat to deliver the "tea-bag" as they call it. But strangely, Oliver was facing my feet, in an almost '69' direction. He looked down at my face, and said "Repeat after me! Oliver is the greatest football player ever!"

"oliver is the greatest ever" I said with feigned enthusiasm.

"WRONG!" he said. "Oliver is the greatest football player ever! Say it, and I may spare you my balls!" He said with a howling laughter.

"Oliver is the greatest football player ever!" I said, this time with hope that it would end here. But it didn't.

He then hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his shorts, and started to slowly lower them. "Oliver is my master! I am Oliver's bitch! SAY IT!!!"

With fear, I started "Oliver is my master! I am Oliver's bitch!"

Just then, his shorts got low enough for his massive uncut cock to pop out of its hiding place. "I want Oliver's balls on my face!" He said laughing again.

"I... I want Oliver's... b a l l s... on ... my face." I managed to squeak out as his shorts lowered past his mid thighs and out of my sight.

He started swaying his hips from side to side making his heavy cock sway with him. I was mesmerized by it. He was still laughing cockily, but suddenly he switched into a different gear. Maybe he saw the look in my eyes, or maybe he started to turn himself on. But suddenly he started sounding like he did in the video. "You like that don't you? Seeing my huge cock just a foot from your face? I can tell you like it... just say it. Tell me you like seeing my cock!"

"I do" I said hesitantly, "I do like seeing your big cock."

As he started lowering himself he continued "What do you want me to do with it? What should I do with my big cock?"

I could feel my own cock stirring, and growing bigger. I didn't understand what this power was that he had over me. But I just responded without thinking "I want your balls on my face. Bounce those big bald balls on my face!"

As I finished, he reached down, grabbed his cock, pulling it upwards, and leaving just his balls in site. He lowered himself further, and slowly let his balls rest on the bridge of my nose. Without warning, or premeditation of any kind, I moaned. I couldn't believe it. My cock was now throbbing hard, and clearly visible through the track pants he had lent me.

"You like that don't you? You like having my big balls on your face? Why don't you show me how much you like it? Show me how hard your little dick is."

And with those words, he reached forward and lifted my waistband, putting my penis in his full view. He laughed. He roared with laughter "You call that a cock? I was bigger than that when I was twelve!"

I couldn't believe it. I was mortified with embarrassment. Not only was I laying on my back with this little guys huge balls on my face, but he was making fun of how small my own penis was. "I think I'm bigger than your erection when I'm soft! But look at you, all turned on at the site of a real man's cock! You're loving this aren't you? Having a real man's cock on your face?"

I didn't respond. By this point he had, with my help, lowered my pants to my knees, leaving my cock in full view at all times. He was seeing my throbbing little penis bounce with his every tease. He started swirling his hips around, and dragging his big balls all over my face. When they hit my lips he stopped, and started swinging them from side to side. "C'mon bitch, you know you wanna give'em a kiss... pucker up! If you're lucky, I'll let you use your tongue!"

He was right, his words were steering my thoughts. He made me want to kiss his nut sack, and so I did. I gave them a peck at first, then another, and before long I was full on making out with his balls.

"Yeah, oh yeah, suck those balls!" he said. "Mmm, yeah, you're making me hard bitch. When I get hard I have to cum, so you better believe you're gonna make me cum before I let you leave here!" "What?" I thought to myself. Make him cum? In my head I knew this had gone on long enough. I had to make it all stop. I had to get out of this somehow... but my body wasn't agreeing with me. I was now holding onto his thighs with both hands as I worked his balls over in mouth. Sucking each one in and making sure my tongue covered every inch of his sack.

Suddenly, he started sliding his balls up towards my eyes. My mouth had grown needy, and I started reaching for his balls with my mouth. Like a little bird begging for food from its ******. He then opened his hand, and let his huge cock flop down across my lips. He started slapping my mouth with his cock. Pushing the head firmly against my lips, then pulling it away, and pushing it back again. Before long he was using one hand to hold is body horizontally over mine, and he was lowering his hips, and using his hand to guide his rock hard monster straight down onto my wet lips.

"Open up bitch! You're about to swallow my cock. You're about to become my cock slave. The moment this snake hits that tongue of yours, there's no going back!"

He was hovering his tool about an inch from my mouth now, and a drop of precum was forming at its tip. I needed it. I needed to taste that drop in my mouth, but I knew, the moment I did, as he said, my mouth would become his property. I was taller than him, stronger than him, probably smarter than him, but because he had this huge gorgeous cock, I'd do whatever he asked.

I leaned up, and with the tip of my tongue, I stole that drop and swallowed. I then licked the tip again, then again, and then finally I leaned further, and took his entire cock head into my mouth. As I lowered myself back down, he followed with his cock. With my head now resting on the table, he started to slowly fuck my face. Going deeper and deeper with each push, until his balls were once again bouncing off of my nose.

This went on for a good 5 minutes or so, and after a while I was using my hands to pull his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. I could feel it in my mouth, my throat, flying over my tongue. Suddenly he pulled out. Stood straight up, and started rubbing himself. Before long, jets of cum were raining down on me. On my legs, my cock, my chest, till eventually he was just dripping onto my face. It was just like in the video. It seemed like gallons of cum came out of his cock. He just looked down on me, covered in his sperm, and said "Cum for me bitch. Look at my cock, a real mans cock, and jerk that little penis of yours."

And I did, I reached down and grabbed my little penis, which was still rock hard, and with only a few strokes, it burst all over my stomach, mixing with the mess he had left on me.

"Who owns your mouth?" he asked dominantly.

"You do." I said.

"From now on, you're a slave. You're a slave to my cock, and whenever I need to cum, you're gonna be there, on your knees, to swallow every drop. Now, using your fingers, start scooping that cum off your dirty body, and swallow every drop!"

"Yes sir." I responded. And I proceeded to do exactly as he had ordered. I scooped every drop into my mouth until every bit was swallowed. His cum, my cum, all of it was swallowed.

He had put his tight shorts back on, and was sitting on the couch when I finished. He was watching a video. As I made my way back to the couch to watch with him, I noticed that the video was of us. Of what had just happened. I was watching myself submit to his cock. I heard my voice beg him to lower his balls onto my face. I saw his thick cock slide into my mouth for the first time. All of this was getting me hard again, and he took notice. He stood up, stepped in front of me, and asked me if I liked what I saw.

"What? Um... yeah... I'm turned on by the video." I couldn't lie.

He reached down, took a handful of my hair, pulled my head towards his crotch, and said "give him a kiss, thank him for your dinner."

So I did, I kissed his tool again. I could clearly see its outline through the shorts, and I made sure to kiss its head. "That's a good bitch. Show your love to my cock. Show my cock that you're its bitch. You love my cock, don't you?"

"Yes, I love your cock" I said, before kissing it again.

He let me leave shortly after, and I spent all weekend thinking about what had happened. I'd be grocery shopping, see a pepperoni sausage, and start to fantasize about Oliver's cock. Before long, I'd be hiding my rock hard penis under my jacket.

Monday had gone by smoothly, so had Tuesday, and it seemed like everything was back to normal, when Oliver called me into his office at the end of the day on Wednesday. As I walked in, he instructed me to close the door behind him.

"Heard you scored some new clients? Have you reported any sales with them yet?"

I needed these sales to make my monthly quota. In fact, with these new accounts coming in, I was expecting to overshoot my quota and pull in some solid commission.

"I drew up some papers for you, so you could sign those over to me. You see, I saw this new car, and those additional dollars would really help me out."

Knowing that he had the tape, and that I didn't want anyone to know what had happened, I willingly signed the accounts over to him, along with most of the bigger customers I had in my book.

He was now not only ****** my mouth, but he was also ****** me at work. After I finished signing the papers, he moved around to the front of his desk, sat on the edge, looked me in the eye and said "You know what to do."

With those words, I dropped to my knees at his fee, unzipped his fly, and pulled his cock free. With one hand I massaged his balls, with the other I directed the head of his cock into my mouth, and went to work on it. Fifteen long minutes later, I was swallowing his load, doing my best to make sure none of it dripped onto my work clothes.

As I stood, he said "You're a good bitch, aren't you? You like servicing my cock, don't you? In fact, I think you gave me those accounts to thank me for letting you suck my big man cock, didn't you?"

"Yes sir."

"Yes sir, what?"

"Yes sir, I love servicing your big cock, and I'll suck it anytime you want me to." I couldn't believe the words that were coming out of my mouth.

From that point on, every day at about 5.30pm Oliver would call me into his office, and fire a load into my wanting mouth.

It had been about three months since the first encounter had taken place, and Oliver was now the top sales person in our state. In fact, he'd taken so many of my clients, and my sales, that I almost got fired for underperforming. Fortunately (I guess), Oliver had been promoted to a level where he was able to have an assistant, and so he asked that I be reassigned to his control, rather than let go.

My job didn't change much, as he had me working most of his accounts, but now he was getting 100% of the commission that I brought in. He'd make me come into work early and stay late every day to make sure that all of 'his' accounts were being looked after. And of course, at the end of every day he'd call me into his office to discuss the day's events, and for me to then service his monstrous cock.

He was taking up so much of my time, that I barely had any for a personal life. He'd give me weekend assignments, and monopolize so much of my work week that I didn't have time for a girlfriend. If I started slacking at work, he threatened to have me fired, and to release the tape to my family. Something I could most definitely not let happen.

After a few months of this, with his bank account growing rapidly, he started to ease off me. The days still ended with the same summary and a servicing, but they were ending earlier, and I was starting to get free time on weekends. As a result, I started seeing a girl named Stacy. We'd met at the grocery store one Saturday, and starting dating shortly after. I did everything I could to make sure that Oliver never found out about her... partly because I didn't want him to get jealous and punish me for it, and partly cause I felt like I was cheating on his cock. At the end of the day, his domination of me turned me on far more than I ever had been in my life.

Stacy was pretty damn hot, I must say, and three years younger than me! She was 5'6, 120 pounds, nice 'C' cup tits, blonde hair, and these incredible blue eyes. In my own estimation, she was far out of my league! But for some reason, our personalities just clicked instantly, and after only four months together we were using the 'L' word. It was around this time that my company was having its Christmas party. Initially I didn't want to attend cause I didn't want Oliver meeting Stacy, but after Oliver insisted I come, I didn't have much of a choice.

When I came by her place to pick her up I was breath taken as her door swung open. She was wearing this silky red dress that tied together behind her neck, hung loosely and provocatively over her ample and braless breasts, tightened around her slim waist, and then hung till about midway between her knees and her sweet little ass. It was almost and instant hard on for me. The thin material caught all of the right curves, and didn't work too hard at hiding her excited nipples. Part of me wanted to ask her to dress more conservatively, but the other part of me was busy drooling in my pants, so I just followed her to the car.

Two hours into the party Oliver still hadn't arrived, much to my pleasure! We were a few rounds into our night, and the ******* was beginning to take its early effects. We chatted with my coworkers, danced, and drank some more. It was about 10pm when Oliver finally showed up, and only two minutes after that he was introducing himself to my date.

He had brought a date of his own, and she appeared to be one of the 'rented' sort. Her old eyes told me that she'd lived far too much for her young age.

Surprisingly, Oliver didn't show any signs of anger when he found out that Stacy and I had been together for four months already. In fact, he seemed genuinely supportive of me when he spoke to Stacy.

"He's a great guy! Probably one of the closest friends I've ever had!"

Near the end of the night, as I was coming out of the washroom, Stacy ran up to me, threw her arms around my neck and kissed me full on the lips. After pulling away, she told me we'd been invited for a little after party at Oliver's place! I thought, ok, this won't be so bad right? If it's an after party, he won't try anything in an apartment full of people, right?

When we arrived at his place, it wasn't long before we figured out that the party guest list only included four people. Oliver the host, his 'lovely' date, and us of course. He had the lights turned down, music blaring, and the champagne started flowing. Apparently we were also celebrating his incredible year at work, no thanks to me of course. After finishing the first bottle, Oliver told me to grab another from the fridge, which I did. I was gone for maybe 5 minutes, as I had to get the bastard open without breaking any windows, and when I returned the party seemed to be in full swing.

Oliver was dancing closely with his girl, who's name turned out to be Rosie I should mention, and Stacy was getting her own groove on close bye. Not more than a half hour later, Oliver and his date were going at it pretty hard, and Stacy was a lot more touchy feely than she'd ever been before. We had slept together, but it was never overly passionate or adventurous. I was pretty hammered myself, so I just went along with everything.

Before I knew it, I was seated on the couch, with my shirt off, and Stacy was straddling me, savagely trying to rip my lips off with her teeth. She was pulling at my hair, grabbing at my nipples, and grinding herself onto my crotch hungrily. As she worked her way down my neck, I looked behind her to see Oliver's date on her knees, totally nude, yanking his boxers down, and freeing his massive tool. I looked up into his face just in time to make eye contact with him, and he shot me a cocky, mischievous smile that I didn't quite understand. I just smiled back, and then refocused on the ****** that was currently mauling my neck.

My eyes had been closed for about 45 seconds, when suddenly Stacy's attack stopped. She was still grinding my crotch, but suddenly her hands and mouth had disappeared. I opened my eyes to see Oliver standing next to her, with his date on her knees still, right behind Stacy. One of Rosie's hands had reached around Stacy's waist, and was now fondling, caressing, and pulling at her nipples. She still had a mouth full of Oliver's massive cock, with her other hand gripping its base.

Stacy's eyes were focused on his massive tool, just a foot or so away from her. Oliver had a hand full of Rosie's hair, ensuring a good pace, and his other was now on Stacy's head, slowly massaging it, and ever so slowly pulling it towards him.

Suddenly, without warning, she flipped around on me, into a reverse cowboy styled position, and continued her grinding motion. I had my hands firmly gripped on her waist as I dry fucked the hell out of her! What I couldn't see, however, was that Oliver had pulled her head close enough that his cock was now within reach of her wanting mouth. In my aroused state, I never stopped to question the situation, or to prevent him from taking his liberties with my girl. In fact, it seemed that all I could think about was getting myself off.

Rosie's hand then appeared on the back of Stacy's head, and her own face was now in view. She was still holding onto the base of Oliver's giant cock as she started to work it in and out of Stacy's mouth. My girlfriend was now servicing my boss while she squatted in my lap. Stacy used her hands to steady herself on Oliver's hips, as her head bounced around on his mushroom head. As soon as it appeared as though she'd lost herself in the blowjob, Rosie let go, and started undressing Stacy and it didn't take long before her little red dress was bunched up around her waist. Her breasts fully exposed, and only her lacy thong hiding her wet, shaven pussy.

Rosie then started working on me, and I didn't object. Stacy had slid off my lap and onto the floor at Oliver's feet, and Rosie had freed me from my pants and boxers, and was hungrily sucking away at my hard penis. What a pro she was! Her fingers danced around my cock and balls, and even down to my ass where she, without warning, slide a finger inside to massage my prostate. Not long after that, she was swallowing everything I had to offer.

My head fell back, and my eyes closed happily, as this was by far, the most satisfied I'd ever felt in my life.

After a brief rest, I looked around the room to try to get a grip on what was happening, and I was shocked to see Stacy on all fours, on the same table where I felt Oliver's balls on my face, getting pounded by his monster. She was screaming and grunting harder than I had ever heard a woman scream and grunt in my life! On top of that, Rosie was reaching between her legs and rubbing at her clit, tugging at her nipples, the two of them were working her body into exhaustion.

I wanted to get up and scream. I wanted to stop everything that was happening, but for some reason my head just fell back, and I passed out.

When I woke up the next morning, there was a note on the table from Oliver telling me that he'd bring Stacy home, and that I should leave immediately. And so, without questioning his orders, I left.

When Monday morning rolled around, I still hadn't heard from either of them, and it was about 10am before he showed up to the office. Being the holiday season, there weren't many people there, but he had refused to give me any days off during the holidays in case any of his customers needed to speak with someone. He however, had a nice three week vacation.

As he approached my desk, I expected some gloating, perhaps a thank you, or something along those lines. He said nothing, and simply strolled past me into his office, closing the door behind him. Two hours later, he called me into his office. As I entered, I could tell he was pissed. He sat on the edge of his desk facing me, and instructed me to come and kneel at his feet. I did. I always seemed to follow his orders without hesitation or questioning. When I got there, I looked up at him and asked what was up?

"You failed to inform me about your little girlfriend, didn't you? You kept her hidden from me didn't you? It's cause of my cock isn't it? Cause you knew that if she had the choice between your little penis, and my man cock, she'd choose me. Isn't that right?"

I knew better than to argue with him, so I just agreed, and hung my head in shame.

"Well then, I guess you should know that she only left my place this morning, and that, since Friday night, she has had my cock in every hole in her body more times that I can count. That little bitch loves my cock almost as much as you do! In fact, I threatened to stop fucking her unless she promised to stop seeing you, and do you know what she said?"

"No, what did she say sir?

"She didn't even hesitate buddy. She didn't even skip a beat before declaring her love for my cock, and her undying devotion to making sure it was completely satisfied at all times. But I told her I already had someone for that, don't I bitch?"

"Yes sir! You've got me for that."

"That's right I do, cause you love it so much, isn't that right? How much do you love my cock?"

"I love your cock more than anything sir!"

"Would you commit yourself to my cock?"

"Sir?"

"If I told you the only way I'd let you continue in your roll was to promise me that you'd never date, or see anyone else sexually, would you do that? Or, if I said I'd let you out of our little deal, and promise to destroy the tapes, would you prefer that? Tell me bitch, which would it be?"

As he asked this, he slowly pulled the fly on his pants down, undid his belt, and let his pants fall to the ground. He was wearing a tight little pair of tighty whities, and his massive cock filled them to capacity. As he awaited my answer, he started to massage his meat, making it slowly grow, and beg for release from its confines.

I was mesmerized by his actions and without thinking, told him that I wanted nothing more in the world than to be the one responsible for satisfying his monstrous cock, and that he could destroy the tapes if he wanted to, but I'd still be there, on my knees, whenever he needed me.

He laughed cockily as one of his hands reached out, grabbed my hair, and pulled my face into his crotch. With both of his hands now gripping my head he started grinding my face into his crotch, and I wasn't about to stop him. Every breath I took was filled with his scent. I wanted it. I needed to have his cock in my mouth!

He then pushed me back, pulled up his pants and went back to his seat on the other side of the desk. I stayed on my knees in shock, not understanding what happened.

As he sat, he explained "You know, Stacy has three holes she can satisfy me with... you've only got the one, right?"

I didn't know what to say.

"Well? Aren't you going to counter offer? Or do you wanna lose this privilege you've earned?"

"I'll do anything Sir. Anything! You say it, I'll do it!"

"Really? In that case..."

As he said this, he reached into his drawer, and pulled out a thick 8" dildo. He threw it at me.

"You better start loosening up then, shouldn't you? In fact, why don't you start right now. I want you to show me that you can handle this little toy before I let you play with my big snake!"

"Yes Sir."

As I agreed, I rolled back to sit on my ass, undid and removed my pants and boxers, and started pushing the dildo into my ass. It didn't get far though. "Maybe you should lube that up, idiot."

"Sorry Sir, you're right Sir."

Without any actual lube handy, I stuck the dildo in my mouth, and did my best to cover it in saliva. After giving it a thorough coating, I once again worked it towards my hole. Much more successfully this time, I slowly worked the dildo in and out of my tight virgin ass, while Oliver just sat there watching.

"Harder bitch! I wanna see you really fuck that toy! Make it cum bitch!"

I started pounding away at my own ass. It hurt like hell at first, but as I loosened up, it started to really turn me on. Before I knew it, I was flat on my back, my knees pulled up, and I was stabbing myself as hard as I possibly could! Moments later, I came. And I came hard! My penis exploded all over my chest and face, some even landed in my mouth.

"Don't you dare fucken stop now bitch! You know I last longer than that! I wanna see you cum at least two more times before you even start slowing down!"

Even though my arm was tired, and I was out of breath, I didn't want to disappoint my master, so I continued. Twenty minutes later, I was exploding for a third time! My eyes were covered; my mouth had my cum all around it, and my chest was drenched!

"Nice work bitch. Now use that dirty dildo as a spoon, and eat every drop of that spunk! And when you're done, be sure to clean it off with your mouth, and place it back in my drawer."

With that last command, he packed up to leave. Just before pulling the door open to go, he turned back to me and said "By the way, how'd you like the GHB? The girls and I were riding a nice wave of ecstasy, but I wanted to make sure you wouldn't put up too much of a fight, so I thought the good old date **** **** would be best for you!"

Without waiting for a response, he left his office while laughing happily to himself, and I just laid there on my back, and continued to eat up all of my cum.

It had been just over a year since Oliver had taken control over my life. And control it he did. I went from being a promising young salesman, to an assistant, who handled all of my boss' accounts, and also served as his cock slave.

Oliver had moved into a much larger penthouse apartment, while I was struggling to feed myself on a weekly basis. Not only was he benefitting from the commissions I was earning for him on his accounts, but he was now also charging me to be his slave. Every payday he'd call me into his office and have me slowly tongue bathe his balls while he looked over my pay slip for the week. He'd then decide how much of it I was allowed to keep. I usually went home with roughly 25% of my earnings.

Oliver's control was no longer confined to just our office space either. About a month ago he fitted me with a chastity device to prevent me from getting erections and playing with myself unless I was under his direct supervision. He also now had me arriving at his apartment at 6.30am to draw a bath for him. He'd then make me clean him from head to toe, including washing his hair, cleaning each of his toes individually, and making sure his ass was clean.

This wasn't just constrained to week days either, it was 7days a week. On Saturdays, after the bath, he'd stand in the water as it drained from the tub, and have me shave his balls for him. There I was, on my knees, with his thick flaccid cock in one hand, and a razor in the other, as I slowly and gingerly removed every hair from his heavy sac. It became an art for me, a passion. After finishing, I'd use a warm cloth to remove the excess shaving cream, and by this time more often than not, he'd have a semi hard cock. Without hesitation I'd look up into his eyes, and ask, beg almost, for him to let me suck his cock.

"May I Sir?"

"May you what slave?"

"May I suck on your cock Sir?"

"Do you want to?"

"Very much Sir"

"Do you need it?"

"YES SIR!"

"Do you love it?"

"Most definitely Sir! I love your cock Sir! Please let me suck your cock Sir!"

At this point he'd either tell me to make sure to swallow everything, or he'd tell me he was losing interest in me, and walked away. I'd always feel hurt and as though I was disappointing him when he'd turn me down. It made me want it more. Made me want to please him more!

After finishing up on him, I was to shave my entire body, from the neck down. When I was all cleanly shaven, he'd dress me in some girls panties, and have me clean his apartment and do his laundry while he'd read the newspaper and watch sports highlights. I'd also be responsible for preparing his breakfast for him. Freshly squeezed orange juice and all!

The weird part about all of this was that I no longer questioned it, I no longer wondered how to get out of it. It was who I was, and who I wanted to be. A slave to this little man, with a gigantic, monster of a cock. I was taller than him, stronger than him, and probably smarter than him, but because he was blessed with this huge gorgeous cock, I'd do whatever he asked!

He continued to have me work my own ass with the dildo as well. Every week he'd find a bigger, thicker one, or he'd have me sit on an ass plug for him. I started to wonder why he'd have me do this. After all, he's not gay. He doesn't fuck guys, he fucks chicks, and I've only ever sucked his cock, why would I be stretching myself if not for his pleasure?

On the Monday morning, after completing his bathing, he told me to rush into work and prepare our offices for meetings with a new potential customer. This is when things started to make sense. The new customers owned a nationwide chain of sporting goods stores that targeted the gay community. Apparently DINKS (double income, no kids) were the fastest growing market out there. If Oliver could secure this account, it'd almost double his commission income.

The customers arrived at 4pm that afternoon. The CEO, Felix, was physically imposing to say the least. About 6'5" tall, and stacked with muscle, and a shinny bald head. He arrived with his assistant in tow, and it was clear who was in charge the moment he walked into the room. The assistant fetched him water, took notes for him, prepared his papers before they were passed over to Oliver, or should I say me, as I was serving Oliver in the same manner.

Although his assistant was always neatly dressed in a tailored suit, Felix wore silky looking button up shirts, with the tops three buttons undone, exposing part of his massive tanned chest, and pants that were tight enough to see outlines of his powerful legs, and a clearly substantial crotch.

As the meetings went on, and we became more familiar with each other, I started to notice the way Felix would manhandle his assistant. From slaps on the ass, to pushing him down into his chair with a hand on the shoulder, to even grabbing his chin when asking him if he could fetch us some snacks. I also noticed how tentatively the assistant was sitting down. He'd ease into chairs with a look of pain on his face, and took very short strides while walking.

The talks had gone on for four straight days, before they finally came to an agreement on Thursday afternoon. With both parties happy with the outcome of the deal, they decided a celebratory meal would be appropriate. Oliver said he would be treating the four of us to the cities best steakhouse!

Felix and his assistant went in their car, and I rode with Oliver. When we got into his car, he reached across me into the glove compartment, and pulled out an ass plug. But this one was different than the others he'd had me use. After getting me to lube it up with my mouth, and push it into my ass, he informed me that it was a remote controlled vibrating plug that he'd bought as a gift for me especially for this occasion. To prevent me from removing it, he had me secure a set of chains to it. They fit like a thong would, but without anything to cover the dick area, and were fastened tightly. Strangely I thanked him sincerely, and felt special in the seat next to him.

After arriving at the restaurant, we were seated at a nice table in a quiet corner of the restaurant. It was a square table. Felix and Oliver sat opposite each other, with their assistants between them. When the waitress arrived to take our dinner orders, we were already onto our second bottle of wine. I ordered first, and asked for a nice thick steak. Oliver followed, and before ordering his own meal looked at the waitress and said "cancel his steak, he'll be getting some thick meat later. Bring him a light green salad, no dressing. I'll have the lobster."

I was mortified! This hot young blonde waitress stood there and giggled to herself, as she corrected my order. Here I was, tall, good looking, strong, and this meager looking little guy was telling her that I'd be getting some thick meat in my mouth later in the night. When he noticed my discomfort, he started up the plug. I jolted upright, and immediately had a smile on my face. He kept it on a low speed, teasing my body, and making my dick swell to fill the inside of my chastity device.

Felix didn't even let his assistant get a word in edgewise, he just said "give him the same as he's having (pointing at me), and I'll have the lobster as well".

After supper, I excused myself to go to the washroom. Oliver permitted me to leave, but added "I'll give you two minutes. If you're late, no supper for you." At hearing this Felix laughed heartily.

This was the first time that, while in public, Oliver had treated me like his bitch. Calling me names, giving me orders, and although I was embarrassed at first, I was getting turned on by everything. The vibrations in my ass weren't helping though!

"Well boys" Oliver started, "we're gonna head back to my place for some after dinner *******"

Most of the restaurant was empty as we were leaving, but on our way out we did cross paths with our waitress who smirked at me and said 'enjoy your meal".

Upon hearing this Oliver laughed, and then invited her over to watch me 'eat'. Unfortunately, she obliged. He then turned the speed up on the vibrator, and asked if that was ok... I squirmed, giggled, and barely managed to say "uh, yeah... um.. sure.. please".

Shortly after we arrived, Oliver had me turn on some music, and serve ****** to everyone, including our new guest Jessie who was loving watching me and the other assistant getting bossed around.

The other assistant, who's name was never used by Felix, had had a bit too much to *****, and was looking pale, so Felix sent him to pass out in the corner of the room on a small carpet. He did make him strip to his undies first though. Oliver saw this, and in an attempt to one up him, had me strip down so that my chain and chastity device were in plain view. I was totally humiliated.

Felix and Jessie burst out with laughter! She even poked at my dick and marveled at how small it was. Oliver approached, and said "here, let's let the little guy out for a bit." And with that he reached over and unlocked the holder, releasing my semi firm prick for all to see. At the same time, he turned the plug up to maximum vibration, and they laughed as I writhed with pleasure. My dick reaching it's full size, and within seconds, squirted a few drops out onto the carpet.

Pissed, Oliver ordered me to lick it up, which I did without hesitation. After finishing, I stayed on the floor, and rolled onto my back enjoying the sensation of the vibration in my ass. They all laughed and continued to enjoy their ******.

"How'd you get him to be your slave like this?" Jessie asked

"I showed him my cock, and let him suck it. I then said be my slave for life, or I'll never let you touch it again. He kissed it again, and pledged his loyalty and undying devotion to my cock." Oliver said.

"Really?" Jessie replied, "He'll do whatever you tell him to?"

"Yup, watch... Hey bitch, crawl over to Felix, and lick his shoes." He commanded.

Without hesitation I rolled onto my hands and knees and made my way over to his feet, and started licking his shoes.

"you wanna try?" Oliver asked Jessie

"Sure! Hey slave! (turning to Felix), you're gay right?"

"How can you tell? The semi in my pants?" He said smiling

"Well let's take care of that for you... Slave bitch, pull off Felix's pants without using your hands!" Jessie demanded.

"Do as she says slave!" Oliver followed.

Felix then stood, and watched, hands on waist, as I undid his belt and pants and yanked them down using only my mouth. The vibrator kept me on the edge of bliss the entire time, my mind was shut off, I was there only for their pleasure.

"Start licking his crotch!" Jessie commanded.

I started licking and French kissing his crotch area... still covered by his undies. Until I noticed him hook his fingers on the waistband and lower them, freeing his cock. And what a cock it was! At least 8" long, and just as thick as Olivers.

"That's it bitch, suck that cock!" Felix started.

For a good 15 minutes he facefucked me, plowing his shaft deep into my throat. His hands firmly placed on the back of my head until he exploded, filling my mouth with his thick creamy sperm.

"That was awesome!" Jessie said. "My turn"

She then stood, and lowered her jeans. Katie was about 5'6, blonde, tanned, beautiful! And here she was pulling off her pants, and panties and telling me to lick her pussy for her. I crawled to her feet and started licking at her thighs, and stomach, and was about to start in at her pussy when Oliver stopped us.

"That's far enough fag boy. You lick cocks not pussies. Now get over here and get Master hard"

I slide over to his position and started working on this soft cock. He had lowered his pants for me. While I was licking at his shaft getting him good and hard, he started fingering Katie's pussy... playing with her clit, getting her nice and wet.

Felix moved over behind me, and using a key Oliver gave him, unlocked the chain from my waist and pulled the plug free. At first I felt empty... but this only lasted a few minutes as shortly after I could feel Felix's thick cock pushing at my hole. He pounded me ruthlessly, without any warning or warm up. It was the first time I had had a cock in my ass, and he was giving it to me hard!

With Olivers cock now at full attention, he had Katie mount on top of him. He ordered me to direct his cock into her pussy... not an easy task when you're getting your butt hole stretched out!

She moaned hard as she slide down onto his massive pole. "Ohhhhh yes Oliver! Aaaahhh gooodddd.... Mmmm Yeah... stretch that pussy...mmmm... my wet slut pussy, oh yeah.... Fill it for me baby! Fill that pussy!"

As she started bouncing on his cock, he pulled her close to his body, and told me to lick her asshole while he fucked her. I ate her like it was my last meal, and within minutes she was orgasming harder than I've ever seen any girl cum in my life! He then lifted her off his cock, flipped her over, and had me guide his cock into her tight virgin ass. As he did this, he gave me permission to lick her pussy to keep her distracted.

As soon as he had pushed his way deep into her back door, he ordered me to lick at his balls instead.

This whole time Felix was pounding away at my ass. Having cum once already, he was taking his sweet as time to pound me hard! Little did I know that part of the deal they signed early included the use of my ass for his pleasure. And use it he did.

At one point he pulled me away from Oliver, flipped me onto my back, put my legs up near my ears and plowed me hard!

I lost track of time, but at some point, he pushed my ankles up, lifting my ass furter off the floor, and as he pounded me, he started jacking my stiff little prick. I came hard, and sprayed my load all over my own face. Just as I was finishing he filled my ass with his load, shooting stream after stream deep inside me.

Jessie had finished Oliver off, and was now about to lick him clean.

"That's ok baby, we have our bitch for that!" He said smiling.

The three of them sat side by side on the couch, naked, enjoying their ****** as I cleaned each of them off with my tongue.

Sacré Surprise


La réunion s'étant terminée plus tôt que prévu, je décidai d'avancer mon retour et d'en faire la surprise à mon épouse, Anne-Laure, que j'ai laissée seule une fois de plus.
Mon travail exige de fréquents déplacements, quelque fois de plusieurs jours, et je culpabilise toujours un peu en la quittant.
Nous habitons un petit bourg, pas toujours très animé, surtout l'hiver, et j'ai souvent peur qu'elle s'ennuie.
A bientôt quarante-cinq ans Anne-Laure a conservé une silhouette alléchante qu'elle entretient par une pratique régulière de la natation.
Brune, de taille moyenne mais bien proportionnée, ses formes avantageuses attirent souvent le regard des hommes, ce qui n'est pas toujours pour me déplaire.
Après avoir élevé nos enfants, elle occupe désormais ses journées entre des visites à quelques amies et du bénévolat dans une association caritative.
Je me fais une joie, ce soir, de l'emmener au restaurant, de passer une soirée en amoureux, les enfants ne rentrant pas avant le week-end prochain.
Après vingt ans de vie commune, il est important de se ménager de temps en temps des petits plaisirs

Arrivé prés de la mai***, je me gare à distance pour qu'elle ne m'entende pas, bien décidé à lui faire la surprise.
Tout est calme, le salon est éclairé, elle doit sûrement s'y trouver.
Je rentre par le garage, sur la pointe des pieds, et longe le couloir qui donne sur le salon, sans éclairer.
La porte est entrebâillée.
Je m'apprête à entrer quand je perçois des éclats de voix, ou plutôt des cris qui viennent de la pièce.

Je risque un œil dans la pièce, et découvre un spectacle qui m'immobilise sur place.
Mon épouse est étendue sur le canapé, entièrement nue, et devant elle, me tournant le dos, un inconnu, nu également, qui, manifestement, est en train de la baiser.
Pendant une minute je reste figé, appuyé contre le mur, totalement abasourdi par l'incroyable scène.
J'en ais le souffle coupé, les pensées se carambolent dans ma tête à me donner le tournis.
Peu à peu je retrouve ma respiration, un sentiment de colère m'envahit.
Sur le point de faire une entrée fracassante, je me ravise et jette à nouveau un œil dans la pièce, en repoussant légèrement la porte.
Tapi dans l'obscurité du couloir, ils ne peuvent pas me voir.

L'homme, que je ne connais pas, doit avoir soixante, soixante-cinq ans, peut-être plus.
De taille moyenne, plutôt mince, les cheveux blancs coupés courts, *** visage ridé et les membres dégarnis évoquent clairement un âge avancé.
Agenouillé devant mon épouse, il lui tient les jambes relevées et écartées, et la pénètre avec une belle vigueur, en poussant des « han » de satisfaction.
Je suis sous le choc, n'arrivant pas à croire ce que je vois.
Un curieux sentiment s'empare de moi mêlant la colère, la jalousie et l'envie.
La scène est totalement surréaliste, et étrangement, me captive.
Je regarde Anne-Laure, la tête sur le bord du canapé, les yeux mi-clos, sa chevelure brune rejetée vers l'arrière.
Sa poitrine généreuse se soulève en cadence, secouée par les assauts énergiques de l'inconnu.

Mais qui est-il bon sang, d'où sort-il ?
Les questions se bousculent.
Comment mon épouse a pu trouver du charme à ce vieux, et répondre ainsi à ses avances ?
Quels atouts a-il pu mettre en avant pour la séduire, et réussir à gagner ses faveurs ?
A-t-il de l'humour, est-il doux et gentil, intelligent ?
Anne-Laure partage ma vie depuis plus de vingt ans, a été une mère de famille dévouée, et a toujours rempli *** devoir conjugal sans rechigner, mais sans plus, le sexe n'étant pas sa priorité.
J'ai bien tenté quelques fois de pimenter nos ébats, mais sans succès.
Ce que je découvre là me laisse pantois.

Elle semble prendre *** pied la garce !
- Ouii... ouii ... Antoine ! Vas-y plus fort. L'encourage-t-elle.
- Tu me sens bien, ma belle ? Tu aimes, hein ?
- Ohhh... Antoine... oui...!

Ce nom d'Antoine me dit quelque chose...
...Bien sûr !
C'est un retraité qui travaille aussi comme bénévole dans la même association que ma femme.
Il lui téléphone effectivement de temps en temps à la mai***, et il l'a emmené quelquefois à des manifestations.
Elle m'a déjà parlé de lui, le présentant comme un homme sympathique et convivial.
Je me demande soudain si leur liai*** dure depuis longtemps.
Alors que je culpabilise à chacun de mes déplacements, peut-être en profite-t-elle pour se faire sauter par ce vieux.
La colère gronde en moi à la pensée qu'il l'a peut-être déjà baisée, ici, pendant mes absences, ou dans les locaux de leur association.

Tétanisé, je continue d'observer passivement la scène.

L'homme se retire, en invitant Anne-Laure à se relever.

- Viens goûter notre petit ami, lui dit-il, il est chaud bouillant.

Le changement de position me permet de découvrir *** anatomie, que sa position me cachait jusque là.
*** corps n'est pas celui d'un Apollon, loin s'en faut, et parait même bien fatigué par les années, à en juger par les plis de sa peau.
Mais au milieu de la toi*** pubienne, d'un blanc immaculé, se dresse une verge de belle taille, longue et épaisse, terminée par un gros gland lisse.
Un sentiment de jalousie m'envahit un instant car la comparai*** n'est pas flatteuse pour moi.
Je comprends mieux maintenant l'intérêt de ma femme, car il est effectivement bien membré et démontre une belle vitalité.

Anne-Laure s'agenouille devant le sexagénaire.
Consterné, je la vois saisir le membre érigé à pleine main, refermant ses lèvres sur le gland turgescent.
Elle le suce délicatement, faisant tourner sa langue autour du bourrelet, puis se met à le pomper activement, les lèvres glissant sur la tige de chair, l'avalant presque totalement, faisant gémir *** amant de plaisir.

- Ohhh, c'est bon...! Souffle-t-il. Ouii..! Vas-y, suce-moi bien !

Bien sûr que c'est bon, car elle sait y faire, avec sa petite langue qui vous chatouille le gland.
De nature réservée, bridée par une éducation rigoureuse, elle avait accepté tardivement la fellation dans nos relations, puis y avait pris goût, montrant rapidement de réelles dispositions.
Il y a longtemps que Anne-Laure ne m'a pas sucé de cette façon, avec un aussi vif plaisir.
Je suis stupéfait par la gloutonnerie qu'elle montre à avaler le sexe de cet homme, le visage collé à *** bas-ventre, tandis qu'il lui caresse les cheveux.
La bite disparaît presque complètement dans la bouche affamée.
Complètement **********, je regarde ma femme lécher le sexe du retraité, avec une rare gourmandise, passant et repassant sa langue le long de la verge, lui prenant les bourses dans sa bouche et suçant les testicules tandis que ses mains courent sur les fesses et les cuisses nues de *** amant.

- Tu es bien dur, mon chéri, dit-elle, en le branlant vigoureusement. Tu aimes ?
- Oh oui, c'est bon, continue comme ça !

L'homme grimace de plaisir en regardant ma femme, déchaînée, s'activer sur sa bite qui se dresse fièrement.
Je découvre une facette de ma femme que je ne connaissais pas, et bizarrement cela m'excite beaucoup.
Tout autre mari, à ma place, aurait fait irruption et bouté le malfaisant hors de la mai***, avec pertes et fracas.
Mais la vision de mon épouse engloutissant le sexe d'un autre homme m'excite et je n'ai pas envie de l'interrompre.
Serai-je un pervers qui s'ignore ?

- J'ai envie de toi! dit Antoine en se dégageant de la bouche affamée de mon épouse.

Et il l'aide à changer de position.
Anne-Laure me tourne maintenant le dos, agenouillée sur le canapé, les bras posés sur l'accoudoir, les jambes écartées.
Je la regarde avec envie, admiratif de sa quarantaine épanouie, de ses courbes généreuses qui damneraient un saint.
Antoine s'est approché et pose ses mains noueuses sur les fesses rebondies, pressant la chair tendre et souple, puis les écarte, dégageant largement la vulve bombée.

- Tu as vraiment un beau cul, tu sais! S'exclame-t-il en la caressant.

Le salaud !
J'aurai payé cher pour être à sa place à cet instant, mais ce n'est pas moi qui profiterais cette fois-ci de ce cul superbe.
Je me contente de savourer la vue sur cette croupe généreusement offerte.
L'effet de surprise passé, la colère a disparu, cédant à la place à une excitation grandissante ainsi qu'en témoigne le durcissement de mon sexe.
Ils ne ***t qu'à quelques mètres de moi, j'entends et je vois parfaitement tout ce qu'ils font.

Il s'agenouille, et du plat de sa langue lèche voluptueusement les lèvres roses, brillantes et humides qu'il tient écartées de ses doigts.

- Hum....ça sent bon ! dit-il entre deux passages.

Sa langue fouille activement la chatte offerte, s'introduisant dans l'orifice trempé.

- Qu'est ce que tu mouilles, dis donc ! J'adore les femmes qui mouillent comme ça.

C'est vrai que Anne-Laure mouille beaucoup, surtout quand on lui lèche longuement le clitoris, lequel grossit alors dans des proportions assez incroyables.
L'homme a du d'ailleurs le trouver car il s'exclame à nouveau :

- Waouh.., quel clitoris ! Hum...hum... c'est bon !

La tête en arrière, ma femme se cambre de plaisir sous les titillements de la langue qui fouille allègrement *** intimité, lui agaçant *** petit bouton nacré.
Elle gémit doucement quand Antoine lui pince le clitoris entre ses lèvres, et le branle délicatement.

- qu'est ce que j'aime ta chatte, ma chérie !.....
- Ohhh.....Antoine.....oui...! Continue, c'est bon...!

La tête enfouie entre les fesses, il la lèche longuement, glissant doucement le long de la raie, titillant de la pointe de la langue la petite rosace brune et plissée.
Anne-Laure, très sensible à ces caresses, répond en ondulant voluptueusement du bassin.

Le retraité se relève, pose un genou sur le divan, caresse la croupe nue et rebondie, puis guidant d'une main *** sexe bien raide, il pénètre mon épouse, s'enfonçant lentement jusqu'à la garde.
J'imagine aisément ce qu'il doit ressentir en glissant dans ma femme.
Anne-Laure a gémi pendant la plongée du membre durci dans ses chairs, tandis que je sens naître en moi un sentiment de jalousie et d'envie mêlées.

- Qu'est ce que t'es bonne...! Souffla-t-il. Hummm....tu es douce !

A petits coups de rein, l'homme fouille le ventre chaud et accueillant de sa partenaire.
Cela doit être efficace à en juger les cris de plaisirs qui fusent au rythme de la verge.
Les mains accrochées aux hanches de mon épouse, il enchaîne des va et vient réguliers, plongeant sa bite gonflée dans l'étui douillet que je connais si bien.

- Ohhh...Ohhh....oui.... Tu es dur ! Je te sens bien ! S'exclama mon épouse.
- J'ai envie de toi, dit-il, je veux te prendre.
- Ahhh, Ahhhh....Oui....vas-y mon chéri, Ahhh...prends moi bien fort !
- Ohhh...je veux te baiser....! ....Je te baise!!

Je suis fasciné par le spectacle de ce vieil homme qui baise ma femme chez moi, à une cadence soutenue, ne lui tirant des cris de plaisir qui ré***nent à mes oreilles comme autant d'aiguillons.
Le claquement des cuisses contre les fesses nues rythme les soubresauts de *** corps secoué.
D'une main il tient Anne-Laure par la hanche, et de l'autre il lui caresse la poitrine, passant d'un sein à l'autre, pressant les globes lourds et fermes.

- Tu as de sacrés melons....! Ca c'est du nichon !

Je me rends compte que j'ai à mon tour une superbe érection.
Je dégage ma verge du pantalon et commence à me masturber doucement.

Les seins généreux de Anne-Laure ballottent sous les coups de boutoir du retraité, lequel alterne les rythmes rapides et lents, fouillant profondément l'intimité abandonnée à *** désir.

- Ouii ! Antoine!...Je te sens bien !
- Qu'est-ce que tu es bonne, nom d'un chien !
- Ahhh!...Oui, viens, prends-moi fort ! Baises moi !
- Ohhh... J'aime te baiser ! J'aime ta chatte, elle est douce!
- Aouhhh.!...oui,..... Baises moi bien !

Je n'en crois pas mes oreilles.
Jamais Anne-Laure ne s'exprimait pas comme cela pendant nos rapports.
Je découvre une autre per***ne, au langage cru, presque grossier, qui la rend terriblement excitante.

Mon regard ne peut se détacher de ce sexe qui défonce ma femme en la faisant crier de plaisir.
Le membre plonge en elle complètement, disparaissant de ma vue, et je l'imagine fouillant l'intérieur des chairs délicates.

- Ah, Oouh, Tu es une sacré salope ! S'écria Antoine
- Ouii... J'aime quand tu me baises Antoine....!
- Et ton mari, il ne te baise pas ?
- Si, mais c'est pas pareil. ça fait longtemps maintenant, on est habitué. Cela ne me fait plus grand chose !
- Ah... Ta chatte est bonne, nom d'un chien ! Répétait-il, j'aime ta chatte,....Je vais te bourrer petite salope !
- Oui....Baises-moi ! Bourres-moi bien fort Antoine !

Je suis vraiment étonné de sa résistance, et de l'énergie qu'il déploie à la tringler.
Par moment il sort *** sexe complètement du vagin avant de replonger à nouveau, très lentement.
Sa verge parait avoir encore gonflé, et quand le gland, énorme et rouge, ***** la vulve, Anne-Laure pousse des cris de contentement.

Tout en la pilonnant avec régularité, il lui caresse doucement l'anus avec *** index, après y avoir déposé un long filet de salive.
Consterné, envieux, je comprends qu'il va bientôt profiter du « petit trésor » comme elle dit, qu'elle m'a toujours refusé, malgré mes nombreuses demandes.
Lentement il enfonce *** doigt dans le petit orifice, tandis que Anne-Laure se cambre légèrement.
Il le fait aller et venir, assouplissant ainsi la petite rosette.
C'est bientôt deux puis trois doigts qu'il introduit dans *** intimité, la fouillant fiévreusement.
Celle-ci gémit de plus en plus, totalement abandonnée aux caresses de *** amant.
Quelle salope !

- Ohhh... Antoine...... Oouh ! C'est bon ! Soufflait-elle.
- Dis donc, ton petit trou est bien souple ! On doit y passer souvent, non ?

Elle ne répond pas, se contentant de hocher la tête en signe de dénégation.
- Ah bon... dit-il étonné. Pourtant j'aurai juré le contraire !
Consciencieusement il lui doigte l'anus, avec des petits mouvements de moulinet.

- Aouhh.....Ouii... Ahhh Antoine!

Les doigts accélèrent, sous les cris de Anne-Laure qui ondule sa croupe de plus en plus, les reins cambrés, la tête en arrière.

- Ouii...! Ouii....Ohhh Antoine.!
- voyons cela de plus prés ! dit-il en dégageant *** sexe du vagin et en le mouillant de salive.

Puis il l'appuie sur la rosette plissée, et je vois le gland presser les chairs, et lentement disparaître dans l'orifice, tandis que ma femme pousse un cri de douleur et de plaisir mêlés.
Le sexe d'Antoine est d'un bon diamètre, et la pression pour Anne-Laure doit être très importante.
Il s'arrête, la laissant s'adapter, puis reprend sa lente plongée dans les profondeurs les plus intimes de mon épouse.
- Ahhhhhh. Nom d'un chien, quel cul ! S'exclama-t-il après l'avoir pénétrée totalement. Qu'est que c'est bon !

Il se retire lentement puis la pénètre à nouveau, s'enfonçant cette fois-ci d'un seul coup, qui fit de nouveau hurler Anne-Laure.

- Aaaahh...Oouh ! Crie-t-elle, tandis que la verge du retraité s'enfouit en elle, plongeant vers les trésors cachés.
- Ohhh.... quel cul ma belle, c'est pas croyable ! Crie-t-il en la bourrant maintenant avec vigueur. Qu'est-ce qu'il est doux !

Pendant de longues minutes le sexagénaire la sodomise, n'hésitant pas à lui claquer les fesses, ce qui a l'air de lui plaire.

- Et dire que tu n'as pas laissé ton mari te baiser le cul, ...un cul comme celui-là!
- Ohhh...! Ouii.... ouii! Ohhh..... Antoine!!
- Oui, jouis ma belle, vas-y jouis !
- Ohhh...! Ohhh, c'est bon.....! Baises-moi Antoine, baises-moi....!

Les cris de jouissance de mon épouse ré***nent dans ma tête, et je la contemple, fasciné par le membre long et épais qui va et vient entre ses fesses rebondies.
L'excitation du retraité est à *** comble et il lui martèle le cul avec une vigueur incroyable.

- Allez, jouis...! Crie-t-il. Vas-y, jouis de ma bite !

Tout cela me parait complètement irréel.
Le claquement de ses cuisses contre les fesses de ma femme à chaque pénétration ré***ne à mes oreilles, et m'excite encore plus.

- tu aimes que je te prenne par le cul, hein ? Tu aimes ...?
- Oui Antoine, j'aime ça...c'est trop bon...!

Ma queue était dure comme elle ne l'avait plus été depuis longtemps.

Un grand cri ré***ne soudain dans le salon, et je comprend que le retraité vient de jouir, profondément planté dans le cul de ma femme.

- Putain, que c'est bon...!

Il s'est cambré, les yeux fermés, et la pilonne violemment, en la tenant fermement par les hanches.
J'imagine la semence qui fuse en jets saccadés, inondant l'intimité douillette qui l'a accueilli.
Dans la foulée Anne-Laure a crié également, *** corps secoué de soubresauts, témoin d'un orgasme particulièrement intense.
Leur jouissance provoque la mienne et j'éjacule en silence dans le couloir obscur, maculant le mur de mon sperme brûlant.

Mon orgasme a été particulièrement fort, et je reprends mon souffle peu à peu, le front mouillé de sueur.

Après s'être longuement vidé les couilles au fond de *** rectum, le retraité s'est affalé sur le dos d'Anne-Laure, *** sexe toujours planté entre ses fesses, en la caressant de ses mains noueuses.
- Ohhh Antoine, dit-elle, c'était bon, tu sais !
- Oui ma chérie, c'était bon....., j'aime te baiser, tu es vraiment bonne!
- Antoine...!

La tension retombe lentement.

Sans bruit je fais demi-tour et sors par le garage, laissant les deux amants à leur soirée qui n'est sans doute pas finie.

J'ai du mal à réaliser ce dont je viens d'être témoin.
Ce n'est pourtant pas un rêve, et je vais devoir m'y faire.
Je réalise que je suis vraiment cocu, mais un cocu content, content que sa femme soit bien baisée.

J'arriverai demain, comme prévu, des idées plein la tête, bien décidé à redécouvrir mon épouse, profiter de ses nouvelles dispositions

Toujours aussi bon, merci

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The Subjugation of Howard


It was a little over a month into my husband Howard's new job when Jim called me during the day.

"Hey, baby, I'm coming over this afternoon. Howard will be busy on a new project with tough deadlines I just gave him. But before I come, I'll be having some fun at lunch with your extra pussie! Then you and I will have some REAL fun at your house. But I want to go a little further today. I'm going to have Howard call you and have you meet him and me at After Hours Bar this evening, okay? I want you to start thinking about what you can wear to rock the bar – something really revealing and hot. I want every guy in the bar to stare at those luscious TITS!"

"I love it! I'm already getting hot thinking about it!" I said, unable to resist touching myself.

"Okay, I'll be at your house right after lunch. Be wearing the outfit for me!" And he simply hung up. No good bye. That made me even hotter.

Immediately I began looking over my outfits. Much of Howard's pay went into my Dolce and Gabana and Armani closet! I wanted something that would really show my body off, deep cleavage, long legs, everything. I wanted something that would stop the room when I walked in and make Howard completely uncomfortable with all the male attention, especially Jim's.

My eyes fell on a tiny black skirt that would barely cover my ass. That would do the trick, at least part of it! Then I grabbed a red, glittering top with a "neck" line that plunged to my belly button. It would be obvious to everyone in the bar that I was braless and at the right angle, I knew, you could almost see my nipples and the soft underbelly of my breasts. $600 Jimmie Choo shoes with 5 inch heels would make my long legs look even longer.

I carried the outfit into the master bath and began running the tub. I was getting more and more aroused as I thought of walking into that bar. As I slipped into the aromatic suds I glanced at the clock and realized Jim was, at that moment, with my husband at lunch. The thought of his toying with Howard put butterflies in my stomach and, of course, much lower. Dreaming of Jim's fat cock and the things he might be saying to Howard, I began to touch myself, slowly at first.

My hand caressed my inner thighs as I knew Jim's hand would soon be doing. The thought of him fucking me in the outfit I would be wearing that evening made me more and more excited. My clit was hard and both nipples stood erect. I was rubbing myself with more urgency now, feeling the water licking along my body.

In seconds I was coming, arching my back, and moaning out loud.

"Wow!" I thought, "Maybe I should have saved that for Jim!"

Soon I was finished bathing, drying my long, auburn hair. Carefully I feathered glittering powder on my tits. With an eyeliner brush, I carefully darkened each nipple to make them even more apparent under the red top. Slipping on a tiny G String and then my skirt completed the outfit. At 5 feet 10 inches, plus 5 inch heels I was over six feet, significantly taller than my husband but still shorter than Jim. PERFECT!

I heard the doorbell ring at 1:30 pm and got butterflies all over again. Clicking through the foyer to the front door and threw the door open, dramatically.

"Ta Da!" I said displaying myself to my husband's boss.

"You look fantastic, bitch! Absolutely edible! But I'm not going to eat you, I'll leave that for Howard later!" Jim said with a smile.

He pulled me to him and turned me around and pulled me back into him. I could feel his huge cock against my tight ass. Putting his arms around me and cupping both my breasts, he said "You're about to get the fuck of a lifetime, Show Piece!"

I was instantly hot again, and ready.

We walked just like that into the living room where he bent me over the couch. I could hear his zipper coming down.

"I'm not even going to take my pants off, bitch." Roughly, he pushed aside my G String and I could feel him rubbing the head of his cock in my wet slit. "I'm going to fuck you right here while I tell you about my lunch with your needle-dicked husband." With that he plunged deeply into me and began working his giant cock into and out of me, slowly.

"Here's how it went" "Hey, Howard, I need you to cover for me for a couple of hours this afternoon. See, don't tell ANYBODY but I've got this hot, new girlfriend I'm going to see this afternoon. I'm telling everybody I have a meeting on your project across town, so cover for me because, get this, she's MARRIED! That's why no one but you and my secretary can know about her. I'm going to her house while her husband's at work for an afternoon FUCK!"

"Sure, boss, I won't mention a thing. Who is she?"

Jim's cock was picking up the pace as he slammed his hips into me I could almost feel his cock in my throat. Grabbing my hair for leverage he went on as he fucked me deeply.

"Oh, I can't tell you that. You might know her and I don't want it getting around. At least not yet!" Jim said with a wink. "She is HOT, though, I can tell you that. Apparently her husband is not exactly gifted down below, if you know what I mean! She has these beautiful tits that I like to stick my big dick in between, and a hot cunt that really needs fucking."

"Wow! Sounds like you're going to have a good time."

"Oh, trust me, Howard, I'm going to do her in every position and make her scream my name – right in her husband's bed!"

With that I began to orgasm and he was plunging into me harder and harder.

"And that's exactly what I'm going to do to you for the next hour or so."

Suddenly he was coming in me, giving all his "boys", and as usual, he laughed as he came.

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Howard's Bed and Wife


After Jim fucked me over the couch with both of us coming he slapped my ass and said "Strip for me right here and go up and wait for me in your husband's bed!"

As I began to take my outfit off, Jim said "No! I said STRIP for me, bitch. And be careful with the clothes because you've got to put them back on for tonight's festivities, Chrystal!"

So I began to dance for him, rubbing my tits against chest, then bending over in front of him, pulling first my stained G string down over my ass and then working the shirt down also until my bar ass was high in the air and my hands on the floor. "Smack" sounded as he slapped my other ass cheek.

Jim said "Now carefully put those on the back of the couch. You are not to change the underwear. I want it and you stained with my cum!"

"Now dance for me and play with those tits!"

So I danced there in the kitchen slowly working the top off a little at a time until my torso was bear and I was standing with only my stiletto heels on.

"Put the top by the rest of your clothes with your left hand and play with your tits with your right!"

I did as he said, smiling lasciviously as I rubbed and pinched my already erect nipples. Then, lifting both breasts, I slowly licked and sucked each of my own nipples. All this time his big cock was just hanging out of his pants, dripping on the kitchen floor, wet with my cum and his own.

"Alright, keep the heels on and make me a ***** with your husband's best Scotch while I watch you."

Clicking across the kitchen floor, still caressing my own nipples I got out the 100 year old bottle of MacAllen that Howard so treasured.

"Before you open that I want to see you fuck yourself with it, wifey! Even it's neck is bigger than Howard's dick, isn't it?"

"Ha! Almost twice the size of Teeny Peeny!" I said facing Jim and pushing the top of the bottle up between my legs and into my gushing cunt." "Oh, yes, this is SO much bigger than him but so much smaller than you, Jimmie!"

"Don't get greedy, cunt. We have another hour of fun and games. Keep fucking your self! I want you to get that bottle nice and seasoned with our cum and you're NEVER to allow it to be cleaned, got it?"

That made me even wetter and our mingled juices began to run down the neck and over the main body of the bottle.

"Okay, take it out and pour my *****. I'll take it with ice and water but you have to stir it properly!"

"How do you want me to stir it?"

"With your fucking nipples, bitch! First the right one and then bring it to me to lick off. Then the left one."

I brought the ***** to the counter and holding my right breast with my right hand and his ***** with my left I stirred the ***** three or four times.

Now give it to me. He sucked hungrily at my Scotch-wet breast, pulling the nipple deeply into his mouth, "There you go baby, enjoy that flavor and that big tit!"

"Now the other!" I did the same with my left breast and he licked it clean then sucked that nipple."

"Okay, up into Howard's bed for some more fun." His cock was harder now, not fully at attention but moving in that direction. He said this while rubbing my tits and them giving me another spank on the bottom.

I went upstairs and pulled the covers from the bed and laid myself out as enticingly as possible, on my right side, boobs together showing fantastic cleavage, and one knee up to show my availability to Jim. A few minutes went by and he finally came into the room.

"Okay, Chrystal, here's how its going to go. You're going to stand up and undress me, rubbing your tits all over me as you do it. And while you're doing that we're going to talk about our future plans for Howard. Would you like that, baby?"

"Of COURSE I'll love it!" I said, enthusiastically. "I've already started to work on his self esteem AND telling him how excited it makes me to dominate him!"

"That's what we agreed to. Now get over here and strip me, whore! Make my cock hard so I can please that hungry, married pussy!"

I unbuttoned his shirt as he opened the cuffs and rubbed my breasts over his hairy chest. "Daddy likes?" I asked.

"Daddy OWNS, bitch! Now, on your kness!"

I immediately complied, taking his hardening cock into my mouth I began to suck it while unhooking the waistband, and pulling the trousers down. He had taken off his shoes and now stepped out of his pants, careful to keep his cock in my mouth. Pulling up off of it, I slid his boxers down enough to get it back into my mouth, while I slowly and teasingly pushed his shorts to his ankles, rubbing my nipples over his strong, hairy legs as I sucked and licked his now fully erect cock.

"That's right, Show Piece, suck that cock until it's like a 9 inch ROCK and think about how we're going to ******* old Howard tonight and more and more in the future! You know what, you're my 'fluffer' right now, married bitch! That's right, get that cock hard for the next scene!"

"I can't wait for the day we can do this right here but in front of my husband! Can you imagine how hot that will be?"

"We'll get there you hungry little cunt!" he said as my lips went over his cock again. Grabbing the back of my head he pushed it into my throat as he went on: "One slow, delicious step at a time, Sweet Cunt! I want to take our time with this, 'do him' one step at a time. You're going to start him on wearing stockings and garters soon, for instance"

Pulling his cock abruptly from my mouth, he grabbed my hair pulling me to my feet.

"Time is getting short, bitch." He said, taking a gulp of Howard's Scotch. "Ah, Howard, I love *****ing your most expensive Scotch WHILE Punish Fucking your beautiful, sexy, hot, slutty wife!"

"That's right Show Piece, you heard me, I said punish fuck you. Get on your left side in the bed, facing your wedding pictures!"

Gasping with excitement because I knew what he was going to do to me and how it made me come, I got on the bed on my left side while he knelt in the bed with one leg going between mine and under my left leg. He immediately began to rub his massive cock back and forth on my pussy lips, then centering it on my hole, he suddenly jammed it fully into my cunt, bottoming me out.

"Oh, YES!" I screamed, "Fuck me, baby!"

As he pumped into and out of me his right hand alternately played with my tits while his left hand pushed the side of my face into the bed.

"See, Howard, there you and your Bride are in all those pictures while I fuck the dog **** out of her where you ***** and leave my cum stains on your pillow!"

Slapping my ass, he bottomed me out time after time, pinching my nipples, until I was screaming with orgasm after orgasm after orgasm.

"God, Yes! God YES! God YES!" I screamed loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

"You know what, Crystal", he said still Punish Fucking me and driving me crazy pinching my nipples and slapping my ass. "I'm not going to give you my cum this time. I'm going to leave you just like this. Freshly Fucked."

With that he pulled his cock out. Grabbing my husband's pillow he cleaned his cock with it with his left hand as he continued to ravage my tits with the other.

Throwing the pillow back into its spot he stepped out of the bed with his back to my face. Picking up the best wedding picture from the night stand he turned side ways so I could see. He slowly ran his big, still hard dick over it and pushed my husband's face into it, then mine.

"You just wait, boy. Some day not too, too long from now, I'll be doing this for real, boy!"

Slipping his clothes back on he came back to the bed, pulled me up and kissed me deeply, squeezing each breast several times.

"One last little game, baby," he said reaching over and tugging off my wedding rings. Pulling me to a kneeling position on the bed he placed my engagement ring around one of my erect nipples and then sucked the nipple into his mouth then to my other breast, repeating the process, with my wedding band.

"That is how I want to be visualizing you when you get to the bar tonight, bitch," he said, "Arch your back like your at attention for me! Perfect.

And as I put myself on flagrant display as he'd ordered, my 4 carat wedding ring dangling on my left nipple and diamond studded wedding band from my right, he said "Freshly Fucked!"

Winking at me, he left the room and let himself out of the house.

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When Wife Is Away

I am a 35 year old male from India. I am a doctor by profession. I have large secluded house in the suburbs of Calcutta. I have a maid, Rakhi, of about 32 years old. She is not very good looking, but had a wonderful figure. It was unbelievable that she had a 18 year old ********. I had a lust for from the day she joined our house. But, I didn't have any chance to enjoy her, as my wife, Ruma, is always at home. So, I was only able to ogle her. But, I used to make it clear to her that I want her. She was quiet aware of that. Every time my wife used to send her to market and asked me to give her money, I gave her more but told my wife in front of her that I have given her less. So, she was happy and used to give me a sweet smile.

Suddenly, one day I got my chance of a lifetime. My *********** fell sick and my wife had to rush home. As I was not able to get any leave, I stayed back. Next day, when Rakhi came to work, she found that I was alone and asked when my wife will return. I told her that my wife will not return soon and she will have to serve me for the time being. She understood what I meant and smiled a knowing smile. I was looking at her openly throughout the time she was at work. When she was about to leave, I gave her Rs. 100 to buy something for her.

On the second day, I was more forward. I knew that her husband was a ******** and used to beat her up regularly. I asked her about her married life. She was also more open on that day. She said that, her husband regularly beat her every night and then fuck her. I asked her how she could tolerate such ******* regularly. She said that now she has become accustomed with this and if he fucks her without beating her first, she does not enjoy this. I was delighted to hear that, as I was curious about BDSM and *******, but never had a chance to try. I had one more question for her. I asked her where he fucks her. She said, her ******** ****** on the bed and he fucks her on the floor. I saw a red mark on her shoulder and asked about that. She said that it was the mark from her last night's beating. I made a move and touched her bruise, she sighed. I told her to show me the mark. She hesitated, but slowly removed her pallu and blouse. But she kept the pallu in front of her tits.

"Do you have any other marks?"

"Yes sir, some more on my buttocks and thighs."

She was being very open and I knew that she was ready to be fucked by me. I told her to show me the marks. She put the pallu over her tits, without wearing the blouse and started to pull her saree and saya up.

"No, no. Not like this, you know what I want. Take off your dress completely and let me see."

She was taken aback by my direct approach. To persuade her I took out a Rs. 500 note from my wallet and put that on the table. That was enough. She slowly removed her saree and saya. She was still trying to cover her tits and cunt with her two hands. I approached her and taking her hands slowly removed them. It was a wonderful sight. She had at least 34 size tits, a flat stomach, shapely buttocks and a pair of long legs. Despite the large size, her tits were not sagging; they were sitting upright on her rib cage. She had a lot of marks on her body. I uttered some consolation for her misfortune and told her to do the house works. She was surprised that I did not touch her. She started to wear her saya and saree. I stopped her told her to do the chores naked. She smiled. My house was at a secluded place, there was no house nearby. So there was no chance of being seen or heard. I followed her throughout the house; wherever she went. She was clearly aroused doing all the work naked.

When her work was finished, I called her to my bed room.

"You know what I want and I know what you want. I want to fuck you like your husband does and you want to be fucked. You want some extra money too. That is not a problem; I will give you Rs. 1000 per month extra. Do you agree or not?"

As expected, she answered in affirmative.

"So, let me clear the situation. Till my wife returns, you will come at 6AM in the morning and 7PM in the evening. Entering the house, you will strip naked and take a bath. You will also show me the new marks in the morning. You will do all the house works naked. I will fuck you as many times I want and whenever or wherever I want. But before fucking you, I will beat you as your husband used to. I may use some other kind of *******, if I wish. No one can see you or overhear your cries, as there are no neighbors. Now go and take a bath."

Obediently, she went to the bathroom and took a thorough bath. I also ordered her to save her armpits and chut. She was hesitating to save as her husband will question. I told her that, say your husband that you saw that in a movie and liked it. She agreed and saved.

I was waiting for her in the bed room. As soon as she entered, I slapped her hard on the tits. She cried out in pain. Without giving her a chance to recover, I slapped her again on the other one. She started crying. I grabbed her hair and threw her on to the bed and started beating her mercilessly. I beat her for about 10 to 15 minutes. By that time she was sobbing very much.

"Now I will fuck you."

I put on a condom and without any preamble thrust into her cunt. She was wet and tight. I grabbed her tits and started kneading them **********. I took about 10 minutes to reach the climax. When I was about to come, I withdrew from her, removed the condom and sprayed the cum all over her tits. As a finishing touch, I slapped her hard on her belly. I told her to take another bath. While she was bathing, I readied a syringe to draw her ***** for testing her for any veneral diseases and more importantly AIDS and any other contagious diseases. I told her that. I don't like to fuck with condom, so I want to test her *****. After taking the *****, I took the Rs. 500 note and gave it to her. I also ****** her to ***** a stiff whisky to loosen her tongue. I wanted to know everything about her husband's fucking her.

I asked her, "Did you enjoy the fucking?"

"Yes sir, but you beat me harder than my husband. But you fucked me very well."

"Does your husband beat you naked or with clothes?"

"No sir. He beats me with my clothes on and then he tells me to strip."

"What about your ********? What does she do all the time?" By this time the whisky has taken the effect and she was speaking freely.

"She pretends to be asleep, but I know she watches everything. I told my husband several times not to do so in front of my ********. But he says that she likes that my ******** watches this. He also said that soon he will fuck my ******** also."

"Doesn't this anger you?"

"Yes, but what can I do? I am helpless; moreover this is the practice in our community. In many families this kind of relationship exists. Last night he was totally ***** and we had a fight and he threatened to **** our ******** to night in front of me. My ******** has heard all this and she was asking me what ****** will do tonight. But I think she is not afraid, she is willing. After all, she has been seeing me getting fucked almost every night."

"OK, you can dress and go now. Come sharp at 7 in the evening. Then I will fuck you again."

After she left, I also left for my nursing home. I tested the ***** myself and found that she was completely clean. I also took a contraceptive injection for her. I don't want her to become pregnant with my *****.

She came sharp at 7PM and I gave her the injection. As instructed she stripped naked and took a bath. This time I decided to beat her not at a time, but time to time. As soon as she came out of the bathroom, I slapped her thoroughly on her tits, ass and cunt. She was expecting me to fuck her then, but instead I told her to do the house works first. She went dusting and sweeping the house. I was following her. Whenever she was bending to do something I whipped her ass with a belt. At one time she fell on the ground and I kicked her hard on the stomach. After finishing this she started to wash the utensils. During this time I continually slapped and whipped her back side. When her job was finished, I took her to the bedroom and told her to lie on the bed. I slapped her 10 times on the cunts and inserted my dick. I was very much aroused and took only 2-3 minutes to come. This time I sprayed the cum on her face.

"Go and wash up. Don't put on your dress. Come naked to me."

I had some more question for her. I asked her about her husband's sexual preferences, whether he fucked her ass or mouth or not. To my surprise, she said yes and her husband ****** her to ***** the cum. I was very delighted. That had made my task easy, otherwise, I would have to convince or ***** her to perform anal and oral sex with me. I also asked her about her husband's profession. He was a sweeper and used to earn Rs. 1000 per month. I asked all this, as I had a plan forming in my mind. During all this time I told her to fondle my dick and I was slapping and kneading her tits **********. I was hard already. So, I decided to use her mouth. I put my dick in her mouth and started guiding her how to give a blow job. She was a good learner and gave me a near perfect blow job I also made her to ***** all the cum. After satisfying me I let her go and reminded her to tell me what happened in the night thoroughly in the morning.

I called a sweeper from my nursing home and told him to enquire about her husband. He called late at night and informed that her husband was a total ***** and had a huge debt to the tune of Rs. 30,000 in the market. Everything was falling in place. My plan was to call that person and offer him some money and threaten him with police action for his atrocities towards her family. But his indebtedness was a plus point for my plan. I told my sweeper to tell him to meet me tomorrow afternoon at 5.

Next morning she came at 6:30 in the morning. I inquired her about the delay after she stripped and took her bath. She said that last night her husband beat her and her ******** both and fucked both of them.

"My husband was not ***** last night when he came back. So, I thought that he will not fuck my ********, Sabita. After taking food, he took out 2 bottles of tari. He ****** us to ***** one bottle each. Then he beat me mercilessly in front of my ********. He ****** me to strip Sabita and then he raped her in front of me. Then he fucked me in front of Sabita. Then we fell asleep. In the morning when I woke up I saw that my ******** was lying awake naked and my husband was fondling her. Sabita was smiling and asking her ****** when he will do it again. I was astonished to see and hear that. I feel ashamed, Sir."

"You can do nothing in this. So, accept this as your fate and remain silent. Now show me the marks your husband made last night."

"He was very furious to see me shaved, but said that he liked it. I am full of marks today. My whole body is aching. I request you not to beat me today."

"OK, I will not beat you today. But I will fuck you in the ass and mouth today. You should bring your ******** this evening. I will give her a checkup and give her a birth control injection. "

After this I fucked her mouth and again made her to ***** all the cum. Then she completed the chores and I readied myself to fuck her ass. I made to kneel on the bed on all fours and applied some cream on her ass hole. Then slowly I inserted my dick in her ass. It was tight and soft. I started to fuck it slowly and increased the tempo slowly. I increased the tempo so much that at the end she started to cry loudly from pain. I was satisfied with her ass. After that I let her go home and reminded her to bring her ******** in the evening.

Her husband came at 5. From the look it was clear that he can do anything for money. I told him that I know everything about his atrocities towards his wife and ******** and threatened him to hand over to police for domestic violence and ****. He pleaded with me. Then I gave him a proposal.

"OK, I will not handover you to police; instead I will give you Rs. 30,000 to pay off your debt. But in return you will have to give me your wife to fuck. "

He feigned disgust and started shouting. But soon after he said that he will settle for Rs. 60,000. I offered him Rs. 50,000 and demanded to give me her ******** also. He agreed at once. I gave him the money and told him to wait inside the bed room. I wanted to her wife and ********s know that they have been sold to me.

When Rakhi and Sabita came in the evening, I gave a thorough checkup to Sabita. She was in good health. There was some bruises at her vaginal area, clearly that was from last night's ****. I gave her a contraceptive injection and a strong ******** so that she does not create any problem in my plan. When she fell asleep, I told Rakhi that I have a surprise for her and put a blindfold on her. Then I went inside and told her husband to come out. I told that I want to see him fucking her wife while I will fuck her *********** ********. He had no other option and had to agree. I told to Rakhi to strip and also told that I am going to fuck her now. She wanted to remove the blindfold but I told to keep that on. When she was naked I signaled her husband to fuck her. Meanwhile I removed Sabita's frock and panty. After fondling her for some time, I put some cream on her cunt and inserted my dick. It was a new experience for me to fuck an *********** girl and I was very much aroused. At the same time Rekha was being fucked by her husband, which added to my arousal. When he was about to come I signaled him to stop. I was also about to come.

I withdrew from Sabita's cunt and we both started to jerk off. I told Rakhi to remove the blindfold. She screamed in fear when she saw her husband and tried to run away. Her husband caught hold of her and I kicked her hard on the stomach. She fell on the ground and we both ejaculated on her face. She was crying in fear. She also saw her ******** lying naked. I explained the situation to her. I told her that they have been sold to me. I am their owner and I will use them as per my wish. But her husband will have the right to fuck them with my permission, but that has to be in front of me. I told her husband to wait till Sabita regains her consciousness. I also told him to beat Rakhi for me to see. She started to beat her mercilessly and Rakhi started to cry in pain. Rakhi's howling waked up her ********. At first she didn't notice that she was naked and tried to stop her ******. But when she noticed her nakedness, she tried to cover herself. I told her to stop and also told to explain the situation to her ******** also.

When everything was explained to them and they resigned to their fate, I told both of them to sit naked on my both side. While fondling both of them I instructed both of them to come to my house regularly. I also told Rakhi to teach her ******** what to do. The rules were same for both of them, except that I will not beat Sabita. I also decided to call her husband every week and let him beat Rakhi and Sabita in front of me and fuck one of them. After that I ordered Rakhi to suck me till I am hard again and I fucked Sabita. I came inside her mouth and made her ***** it all.

Next morning I was waiting for them to come. Rakhi and Sabita came sharp at 6AM. Rakhi stripped promptly but Sabita was ashamed. So I had to ***** her to strip. They both took bath. I made Sabita watch me beat her ****** with a belt and told that if she does not comply with my orders I would beat her also. After I fucked her ****** in her ass and made her watch that too. While Rakhi was doing the house works, I kept Sabita with me and fondled her while I was watching a pornographic film. At the same time I made Sabita to watch it. She was watching it with intent and becoming aroused. In the film a guy was being serviced by two women simultaneously. When Rekha completed the house works I called her to my bedroom and told her to suck my balls and Sabita to suck my dick. What a sensation that was, soon I was rock hard. I dragged Sabita to the bed and spread her legs as wide as possible. Telling Rakhi to hold her in that position I rammed into her. I decided to enact a part of the film where a woman was being fucked by the guy and the second one was licking the balls and ass of the guy. I told Rakhi to do so. I could not hold on for long and when I was about to come I withdrew from Sabita and ejaculated on her tits. I made Rakhi to lick it clean and told Sabita to suck me. I decided to try for another fuck with Rakhi. So I put on another porno flick and kept both of them with me. I instructed them to lick my ass, balls, dick and nipples continuously. I specially instructed Rakhi to put her tongue in the ass hole. On the screen a bound and helpless woman was being ******** mercilessly by a man with various equipments.

The man was dropping hot wax on her tits and cunt, attaching alligator clips on the most sensitive parts, inserting large vibrators in her ass and cunt, ******* her to stick out her tongue and attaching clamps on it. I told Rakhi to watch that carefully because I will do the same to her in the afternoon. She started to beg to not to ******* her like that. I said that then I would do that to her ********. I thought that she would beg to spare her ******** and agree to endure the ******* herself. But to my astonishment, she said that it was okay with her. She said that last night Sabita told her husband to dump her and offered to warm his bed every night. She also told that she would never marry and stay with her ******. Rakhi told me that she wants her to be punished for this as she tried to steal her husband and defied my orders. Sabita was sitting motionless during the whole conversion. She was pale with fear. I asked whether it was true or not, she nodded yes. Hearing this I was furious. I decided to punish her then and there. Grabbing Sabita's hair, I dragged her to my medical examination room. Putting her on the gynecological examination chair, I tied her securely to it. Her cunt and ass hole was easily accessible. As I did not have the alligator clips and dildoes, I told Rakhi to bring all the clothes pin she could find. Rakhi was fuming with rage and was prompt to bring all the things. Meanwhile I brought some glass candles and lit them. Sabita was pleading for mercy, but her pleading had an erotic effect on me. I was very much aroused.

Rakhi was standing beside me stroking me gently.

"Sir, punish her severely and fuck her in the ass. She has never been fucked there, and it will be very much painful."

"Of course I will do that. In fact I was thinking the same. But why don't we play with her some first?"

Saying this I handed over a leather belt to Rakhi and instructed to strike on the tits and cunt. Rakhi eyed Sabita intently and then with all the ***** she could muster struck her on the tits. A deep red welt appeared on her tits and Sabita gave a horrible cry. The next one was on her cunt. Sabita almost fainted from pain. Rekha waited for a few moments and then started to hit Sabita randomly from tits to soles. After almost 5 minute she stopped. Sabita was crying loudly and her whole body was covered with wide red stripes.

I asked Rekha why she was so furious. She said, "This bitch wants to steal my husband. He may be rude to me and sold me for money, but still he is my husband. How dare she try this?"

This is typical Indian sentiment and I understood. Now it was my turn. I was ready with the clothes pins. I simply followed what I saw in the film. First two were attached to the two ear lobes; next two were on the nipples. Then I attached five each to her ears. Then I told her to stick out her tongue. Five went to the tongue. Then ten each were attached to each tit in a circle around the nipples, then fifteen each went in another wider circle around the first circle. With each pin being added Sabita's cry was becoming louder and louder and I was being more and more aroused. At this moment I was unable to hold it any more, I grabbed Rakhi by hair and ****** her on her knees. Without any preamble I thrust my dick into her mouth and came instantly. Pinching her nose I kept my dick inside her gagging her. She was ****** to ***** all the cum. Earlier also she drank it, but those were consensual, but this was ******. After a few moments I withdrew from her. To my surprise, I was still hard. I turned my attention back to Sabita. She was lying helpless on the chair. I was dying to fuck her on the ass. But I had another plan on my mind.

Taking a glass candle I started to drop hot wax on her cunt. She wanted cry out as loud as possible, but the clothes pin prevented that. Then I applied some Vaseline on her asshole and told Rakhi to finger her ass to lubricate it. Meanwhile, I played with the clips, pulling and twisting them. When her asshole was adequately lubricated, I slowly inserted my dick into her. It was still extremely tight. The tightness was giving me immense pleasure and terrific pain to her. I told Rakhi to remove the pins in the reverse order. I didn't move inside her, just kept my cock inside her allowing her muscles to adjust around my cock. When all the pins were removed I grabbed her tits and started to maul them ********. Her tits were already severely ******, so my further ***** was very much painful to her. Since I came just a few minutes ago, it took me a long time to cum. She was crying from the multiple pains on her body, most intense pains were from the ass and tits. This time I came inside her. After being satisfied, I withdrew from her but left her tied. Then I took the belt and started to hit her on the cunt. With each stroke some wax was removed. When her cunt was free of wax, I stopped.

Leaving Sabita tied to the chair, I went into my bedroom and made a ***** for me. Meanwhile, I told Rakhi to untie Sabita and bring her to the bedroom. Rakhi came holding Sabita; she was almost unable to walk. I informed both of them that if any of them defy any of my orders she will be punished similarly if not more.

I released both of them and told to come in the evening as usual. In the evening, I was too exhausted to fuck any of them, so I told them to play with each other and eat pussies. That aroused me very much and I had my cock sucked and ass and balls licked by them. I ejaculated on Rakhi's tits and ****** Sabita to lick it clean.

After that my life was like dream for 7 days. I had two slaves at my disposal and could do anything with them. But suddenly my life changed. My wife came to know about the arrangement by accident. But the change was for better.

My adventure began when my wife suddenly left for her ******** house due to sudden illness of her ******. Almost a month has elapsed from then. Suddenly one night my wife returned without any prior information. I was very happy and astonished to see her. We had a quiet dinner and after that went to bed. During her absence I was regularly fucking my slaves, but she was starved. So we fucked late into the night like newly weds on their honeymoon and then slept soundly.

In the morning I woke up hearing my wife shouting at the top of her voice and shaking me violently. I opened my bleary eyes to see Rakhi and Sabita standing naked beside our bed. They were shaking like leaves and were as pale as death. At once I understood what happened. They must have ringed the bell but when they didn't get an answer opened the door with the duplicate key I provided and entered. As per my instruction they bathed and came to my room naked to give me my morning sucking and receive their morning spanking. That's when my wife woke up and saw them. I also became very much tensed and tried to say something incoherent. But Ruma stopped me and started hitting me. I somehow managed to get her out of the room ordering Rakhi and Sabita to stay in the room.

Once out side Ruma demanded an explanation. After the longest 30 min of life I made her understand that this was only a sexual relationship and nothing else. I also confessed my love for BDSM to her. I explained that since she was not into this lifestyle I simply grabbed the opportunity to enslave them. Ruma became silent and after two or three minutes said that she also had something to confess. She said that actually she is a bi. Through out her college life she had both homosexual and heterosexual relationship. Though she is very happy with this life, still she sometimes she craves for a pussy. I grabbed the opportunity and said that we both can benefit from this situation. I said that we both can use the Rakhi and Sabita as our toys. Ruma was a bit apprehensive that whether they will agree or not. I assured her that they have no other option but to accept this proposal.

So we entered our bed room and found Rakhi and Sabita still standing there naked and crying softly. As soon as we entered they threw themselves at our feet and begged for forgiveness. Ruma made a show of extreme anger and after that proposed that they can only be forgiven if they serve her as slaves too. Rakhi and Sabita looked at each other for a few seconds and then readily agreed to do whatever we want. Without losing a second Ruma stripped and lay on the bed on her back. The hint was more than enough and Rakhi buried her head into Rumas cunt. Sabita was standing motionless, so I guided her to Rumas tits and told her to suck on them. I simply stood there and watched. After some time it was impossible for me to resist so I grabbed Rakhi and started fucking her while she was licking Rumas cunt. Ruma was nearing her orgasm and we came at the same time.

As soon as she came, she pushed away both the slaves and hugged me and kissed me hard and said she want another fuck. Since I just came, I was not hard. So I said if I can ******* them I will hard soon. She looked at me questioningly. I put on the collars on both the slaves and attached the leashes. Then handed over one leash to Ruma and told her to walk Sabita to the basement of the house. She asked me what there was in the basement. I said wait and watch.

Once entering the basement she gasped in surprise. It was a fully equipped ******* chamber. There were chains, whips, canes, crosses, table and everything lying around. She asked me what I was going to do with them. For answer I made them lie in the middle of the room side by side and hanged them upside down from the legs side by side in such a position that their mouths were at our pubic level. Then I took two canes and handed one to Ruma. She asked me what to do with them. I said her to hit them anywhere she wants. She looked at me quizzically and I picked up my cane and hit Rakhi hard on the tit. She screamed and I hit her again on the cunt. This time the cry was ear piercing. Seeing me do this she did the same to Sabita, but much more lightly and failed to make her scream. I told Ruma to hit harder. She did it again and succeeded to make her cry. We two then get into a rhythm and started hitting them.

Soon I was a bit hard. I then thought of a change of plan. I told Ruma to stop and I also stopped. I approached Rakhi and pushed my semi-hard dick into her mouth. She started sucking on me between sobs and I told Ruma to do the same. So, she went to Sabita and offered her cunt to her. Seeing her ******** example, Sabita immediately started licking Ruma's cunt. Since they were hanging side by, me and Ruma started kissing and fondling each other. Soon we were ready for a fuck. Then my wife did which she had never done in her life. We always had sex in the missionary position that is she lying beneath me and me on her top. But she went straight to a table and bend over that offering me to fuck her doggy style. I was astonished to see that. I understood that the events from the morning had made her too hot and it helped her to shed some of her inhibitions about sex.

I untied them and let them down. They were crying freely. I took two pair of nipple clamps. I attached the left nipple of Rakhi to the right nipple of Sabita and vice versa. The chain was barely 1 feet long so they were unable to move far away from each other. I also attached another chain-clamp to their clits. Next I put two collars on their neck and attached a short chain to them. Now they were fully connected and if they try to shift much they will hurt themselves. Then I told them to lift their hands over their head and tied all together. After that I hanged them from the roof with the help of a chain. During all this, Ruma was fingering herself and looking intently at the scene unfolding before her. It was very strange to see her pleasuring herself. Till now I have not told her what I intended to do after I hanged them. But to my surprise, Ruma grabbed a whip as soon as I finished. I was amazed to see her in this role. Since she took the lead, I just watched her whipping them mercilessly. With each stroke hitting either of them they were swinging and no one knew where the next blow will land. Also the fact that they were secured to each other was causing more pain to them. I watched her doing this for a few minutes and was getting harder by the second. Soon it was impossible for me to control myself and I wanted some relief. I went to Ruma and stopped her and said that I want to fuck her again. But she said that she was exhausted and can not take anymore. She suggested that why don't I fuck Sabita while she plays with her tits. I was more than ready. So we untied them and removed all the chains and everything from their body. They were crying from the ******* they endured and can not even stand.

While the slaves were standing, Ruma was looking around the room. I understood that she had some kind of plan hatching in her mind. I started to led Sabita to the mat in the corner of the room. But Ruma stopped me and said that she is arranging the fuck for me. Soon she found what she was looking for. She led Sabita to the low bondage table in the room and told her to lie on her back. She repositioned her such that her bottom part were not on the table. She secured Sabita's hand to the table and attached her legs to the chains hanging from the roof, making both her cunt and asshole available for fucking. I was quiet amazed to see Ruma in such a role. It was getting clear to me by the second that she was a lesbian dominatrix. Then she placed two wide leather straps on Sabita's stomach. One was just below her tits and the other on her abdomen. She strapped them very tightly below the table making Sabita almost gasping for air. Then she blindfolded her. She then called Rakhi and put on a bal gag on her and tied her hands behind her back. She made Rakhi sit on Sabitas mouth and told her to lick the cunt good. I was going to fuck Sabita, but she said wait. She took a large dildo and put it in the ass of Sabita without any preamble. Then she bowed and said "She is all yours, Sir" SIR! I was surprised.

Comment elle a fait de moi un bisexuel passif et soumis



Adolescent, j'avais un look plutôt androgyne qui, en *** temps, m'avait valu les « faveurs » d'un « grand ». Ce fut un cours épisode vite oublié dans l'environnement social de mon passage à l'âge adulte. Après diverses expériences où alternèrent jeunes filles et femmes matures, je me suis marié. Nous étions un couple ordinaire, famille, boulot, dodo. Au bout de quinze ans de vie maritale, entrecoupées de quelques rares entorses au contrat, l'enthousiasme de nos débuts avait fait place à des relations sexuelles classiques et rituelles, fellations, cunnilingus, ...
Pendant toute cette période, en diverses circonstances j'avais acquis quelques « manies ».
N'aimant pas porter de socquettes, j'ai commencé à porter des chaussettes fines, noires que je trouvais élégantes. Par inadvertance, un jour j'ai mis des mi-bas de ma femme. Trouvant cela très agréable, j'ai continué en les choisissant de plus en plus fins. J'en suis arrivé à acheter en cachette des bas, dim up d'abord puis avec porte jarretelles. Le contact sur mes cuisses me procurait de fortes émotions. J'aimais aussi beaucoup porter des tee-shirts en tissu léger, très fins, près du corps. Je ne me rendais pas bien compte que ce type d'habit révélait les bouts de mes seins, saillants et très pointus. J'aimais bien être sanglé par des larges ceinturons et je trouvais les pantalons amples assez disgracieux. J'ai commencé à porter des jeans de plus en plus étroits à tel point que les slips devenaient gênants. C'est alors qu'un string de ma femme s'est égaré dans ma pile de linge. Il m'allait comme un « gant ». De plus, j'ai trouvé *** contact soyeux des plus agréable. Petit à petit, ma tenue vestimentaire avait perdue *** aspect viril.
Dans un domaine plus intime, et sous prétexte de faire durer l'échange plus longtemps, j'avais pris l'habitude d'être sur le dos et lui laisser l'initiative, à cheval sur mon sexe, du rythme de la pénétration.
Et, pour compenser les risques de panne, on a eu recours à l'emploi d'un gode. Lors de 69, il m'arrivait de tenter de lui introduire un doigt dans l'anus mais elle n'appréciait guère. Par contre, croyant peut être me punir de cette attitude elle a voulu un jour faire de même. Non seulement je n'ai pas refusé mais mon attitude l'encourageait à poursuivre. Cette situation a fini par se reproduire régulièrement au point que je la réclamais de plus en plus. Puis le moment est venu où je lui ai suggéré de se mettre contre mon dos au prétexte de pouvoir mieux m'introduire *** ou ses doigts et d'utiliser un lubrifiant. Elle n'a pas hésité longtemps. Cette position lui permettait de prendre de plus en plus d'ascendant sur moi au point qu'elle s'est mise à me caresser les seins, à les pincer, à ****** l'écartement de mes cuisses avec un genou et a commencé à me traiter de véritable « pédé ». Loin de m'en plaindre, j'en redemandais. Sans trop le savoir, j'avais beaucoup de prédispositions pour devenir bi, homo, passif, soumis.
Le jour où *** gode a remplacé ses doigts elle a conclu que c'était avec un homme que je devrais assouvir complètement mes penchants. Je n'ai pas dit non et, plus ou moins sérieux, j'ai rajouté que cela ne pouvait pas se passer sans elle et qu'elle aurait à choisir l'élu. En plaisantant à demi j'ai même évoqué que mon fantasme était de la voir faire l'amour à un autre ou d'être pris en sandwich entre elle et lui.

Ces évocations revenaient régulièrement sans que je puisse imaginer, malgré mon très fort désir, que cela devienne réel. Jusqu'au jour où elle m'a annoncé avoir invité pour la soirée un ami de sa famille que je ne connaissais pas encore. Sans y voir autre chose qu'une rencontre cordiale, j'ai accueilli un homme un peu plus âgé que nous, d'aspect sympathique, plutôt costaud et look viril. Pendant que ma femme servait les apéritifs, j'ai remarqué qu'elle s'était maquillée et avait mis une tenue inhabituelle. Chemisier noir assez transparent et il me semblait qu'elle n'avait rien dessous. Jupe légère portefeuille plutôt courte qui paraissait pouvoir s'ouvrir facilement sur ses cuisses. Talons très hauts. Perplexe, je constatais qu'elle se comportait comme si elle voulait le draguer alors que je la savais, jusqu'à ce jour, sérieuse. Je n'osais pas croire ce que je voyais surtout quand elle s'est assise très près de lui et que, machinalement, elle a mis une main sur sa cuisse. L'alcool aidant, la discussion devint grivoise, puis orientée sur le sexe. Elle lui chuchotait plusieurs fois dans l'oreille des propos que je n'entendais pas. Il a finit par acquiescer à ce qui semblait être une proposition en disant « bien sur, je suis là pour ça ». Alors m'a femme m'a dit qu'elle savait depuis longtemps que je mettais des sous-vêtements féminins en cachette et que *** ami aimerait bien me voir avec. Face à cette révélation, très gêné, rougissant, j'ai compris que je ne pourrais pas me dérober et suis allé me travestir. Quand je suis revenu, ils étaient entrain de s'embrasser goulûment, une main avait disparue dans les plis de la robe de ma femme, l'autre dans *** chemisier. Subjugué par cette audace, debout devant eux je ne savais plus que faire. Alors, il m'a demandé de me rapprocher. Prétextant de tester l'effet cela faisait, il s'est mis à me caresser les jambes, puis l'entrecuisse, puis les fesses. Enfin il a posé une main sur mon string et a constaté mon début d'érection. S'adressant à ma femme, il lui dit « il a l'air d'aimer ce genre de caresses. Il me plait assez. Je sens que je vais le baiser avec plaisir ». Constatant un léger recul de ma part, ma femme me dit « tu ne vas pas faire ton difficile maintenant. C'est ce que tu voulais. Mon ami est d'accord pour nous partager et j'en ai très envie. Ramène les verres à la cuisine et viens nous rejoindre dans le lit » J'étais tétanisé, incapable de réaction, et en même temps troublé au maximum de voir ma femme dans cet état et de penser que j'allais « être » dans les bras d'un homme.
En arrivant dans la chambre je les ai trouvés nus enlacés. Quant ils se ***t séparés j'ai pu voir qu'il disposait d'un sexe de très belle taille. Voyant que j'avais les yeux rivés dessus, il m'a dit de m'approcher et de venir le caresser. En présence de ma femme, je n'osais pas utiliser autre chose que mes mains. Mais pour me montrer l'exemple (et aussi pour se faire plaisir) elle me dit « regarde comme il faut faire » et elle englouti le membre dans sa bouche sous mes yeux et a commencé une magistrale fellation. Subjugué je lui caressais les cheveux, le dos. Puis elle m'a ordonné de prendre sa place. En insistant, elle me dit « suce le bien. Fait comme j'ai fait, à fond ... » Et pour conforter ses propos elle appuya sur ma tête d'une main et se branla le clito de l'autre. Aux bruits environnant j'ai compris qu'ils continuaient de s'embrasser et de se caresser. Puis ma femme s'est levée. Peu après, tout en continuant à sucer avec enthousiasme, j'ai senti un contact frais et humide entre mes fesses. Elle était entrain de m'enduire l'anus de gel. Puis *** premier doigt est entré profondément dans mon fondement, puis un second, puis un troisième, puis, enfin, *** gode. J'ai eu un petit gémissement. « Depuis quand te plains-tu » dit-elle.