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I was in shock, so i rang her instead, but she wouldnt answer it, so i kept ringing and ringing, but still no reply, the bitch was fucking him while the phone was ringing next to her. How could she, wait till i see her, i’ll go nuts with her. Minutes lasted longer longer, until eventually she rang me and told me to pick her up, and i couldnt drive quick enough, and sat outside a pub waiting for her to come, it took her a further 15 mins to get to the car, where i was going nuts. As i saw her walking towards me, her hair was obviously ruffled and her face was flush, and she was walking strangely, like she had had a good fucking, with a smirk on her face.

As she got in the car i was just about to give her a mouthful, when she put her hand on my crotch and began rubbing, and said she loved getting fucked by a big hard cock knowing that i couldnt stop her, and the more the phone rang, the harder the other man fucked her, as he knew that it was the husband on the other end. She then said that she and her now boyfriend had decide that it would be a regular thing, and that they would be fuck buddies, and would meet every friday at least, and i would have to take her there and pick her up.

When we got home i was horny as fuck, and she knew it. ‘you still wanna do what ever i ask’

‘yeh’ i said with eagerness

I thought at last some action, and she led me upstairs to the bedroom, and began to undress and laid on her back, so i got undressed and was just about to get on top of her and fuck her, when she shouted ‘NOOOO, what you think you doing, i’ve been fucking all night by a big cock, i dont need any more cock especially that small thing, get you head between my legs and lick me bitch’

I started licking her and she tasted ‘different’ and she seemed to like this a lot more than normal and you could see her with her eyes shut, obviously thinking about HIM. Eventually she came again and agian and had had enough, ‘got off i’ve finished’

I thought at last now i might get something, ‘could i have a blow job, please i’,m gagging’ i asked.

She began laughing out loud, she then told me to get on my back, and i thought ‘YES’ at last its gonna get sucked. She began rubbing my balls and penis reminding me how small it was, and told me that she loved sucking a big cock for a change, especially when i went to pick her up and was sat waiting for her outside for 15 mins for her, thats when she got a real buzz sucking his cock.

She then said she had sucked enough cock that night and would have to sort myself out, as she was never ever sucking me again, she then order me to wank myself off repeating the words ‘ i’m a small cock spunk takeing wanker, i’m a small cock spunk takeing wanker’ to myself while doing this until i came, and to spunk up over my pillow and go to relax on it.

This i began to do, wanking myself off, repeating the words again and again, then she turned around and said ‘ good night you small cock spunk takeing wanker’ with a chuckle.

i did as she asked, and slept in my own spunk. This was just the beginning of our new way of life.

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My First Black Cock


This is my true non-fiction account stories of one of my first black cock experience! It is something that I have craved for MANY years and now thankfully will be a regular fun part of my lives! I hope you enjoy this account and the photos and videos of it! Love Kim!

Black cocks, this has been a thought, that for as long as I could remember, got me turned on. What was it about them? Well to me it wasn't ever the "taboo" stigma of years ago that intrigued me. Also, surprisingly, it wasn't the size either, although that certainly is a wonderful perk LOL, I think honestly that it was something more simple, it has always been to me something so basic...Side by side....a white cock and black cock.....I just think that a cock that is black....looks the best!

Now it's not that white cocks look bad at all, they are amazing and I love them and they have wonderfully feed my insatiable desire for cocks all my life! , but to me the perfect color of a cock is black! I have always fantasized about being used and ME being a true kinky slut to blacks. It seems proper to have my white tits and ass being used for what ever my black studs like! Yes I am a totally black cock slut in every word. Black cocks open my legs, mouth, and asshole like an automatic door opener...FAST and WIDE, not to mention FULLY OPEN! LOL. So now to finally have my black cock arranged for me was a dream cum true.

We had met Devon some time ago through a mutual friend and like most people we swing with, we really had a lot in common with him and really enjoyed his company. He was cool, fun and had an amazing body and a curvy black ass that saturated my cunt! Now for a white guy , Rich has an amazing ass, it really is a white "black" ass LOL, but these dark gods are naturally curvy and firm.

Devon was so cool, after several times together and talking we found out that he had many kink experiences himself with people who love BDSM, kink, D/S the whole fetish spectrum, so it was very easy and natural for me to disclose to him our lifestyle reality that Rich is a true slave for me and that this makes automatically makes his white ass then a slave for Devon! When we talked about having sex fun, Devon was excited to be my first and also was thrilled at the idea of a black male fucking a white wife my white husband being used by not only me but himself as well. This whole scene was coming together perfect! So we agreed on a time that would work when it would just be the 3 of us in the house! When the day was approaching I was having trouble relaxing, all I could think about was getting that heavenly black cock into my mouth and never wanting to let it out of my lips.

Finally the time was here and everything was right, I had a long shower and got my cunt shaved perfectly smooth. I wanted my white body perfect for my black dream stud! Rich was properly prepared and was in his collar with his leash on. It was great that Devon totally was cool and had experienced some of this kink in life prior with others, for now Rich could just be himself. When he arrived and Rich let him in, we sat back and chatted for awhile, as Rich got us a couple of teas. Now with Rich at our feet, to break the ice, I invited Devon to put his feet up on Rich to get used to using him for "proper" things. He chuckled how well trained I really had my husband as he placed his feet up on his back. Now this was a dream sight for me. Finally a hot black stud boyfriend, with his feet up on my hubby! (who was naked and collared and on all 4's on the floor!) I'm sorry to smile so much, but that sight to me really is the proper use of my husband!! LOL With my slave hubby collared and naked at my black boyfriends feet, I talked to Devon and encouraged my black stud to firmly use and use my hubby as not only his permisteral servent, but also for whipping and puniushing not only his ass, but his cock and especially his BALLS!!! . I told Devon the more other men humiliated and punish my slave husband........ the wetter I get! Devon grinned widely. You could tell, he like most men, actually love the thought of fucking a wife and being able to fully use her hubby properly...as a servent and slave. I also told Devon that as a slave hubby, Rich clearly uderstands my rules of our marriage and slavery in that...... other men's cocks have priority and are given total preference over his slave cock for receiving pleasure in my cunt, mouth and asshole.

So as we got up I took his hand and we pulled close and we embraced in what was my first black kiss and I just about squirted! God I was wet! I knew instantly I wanted more, more and more and that I was truly a black addict! As we proceeded to go upstairs and I let Devon hold Rich's leash. Devon delighted me by yanking hard on Rich's leash and at the top of the stairs, ordered Rich to stop, and bend over with his bare ass high in the air. As he was gazing down at Rich, he asked him, "so do you feel proper being a slave to your wife's black stud? " Rich replied with a genuine "Yes Sir". I was in perma grin, Devon firmly ordered Rich to bend fully over and he looked at his ass, he then looked at his cock and reached out and smacked it hard! Laughing and saying "some white cock, slave" he then reached back, and without a word, took the leash (it's 6 feet long) and whipped it into Rich's bare ass about a 2 dozen times, Rich's cock was now totally stiff! LOL. Devon seeing this then ordered him spread his legs wider so his balls dangled freely and even did about 12 real stingers just to Rich's balls!!! I was absolutely shaking with delight seeing him whip Rich's balls!!!! Devon laughed as Rich lurched and twitched, I admit... I applauded and uttered "Mmmmmm yes baby, give it to the slut cock" Devon grinned at me and turned back to Rich "that's just to keep you in line!" I was speechless, you could definitely tell Devon had been experienced in the BDSM world for sure! I tell you will will remember that 3 minutes and the words FOREVER!!!!

Once in the bedroom, I now hurriedly slipped out of my clothes and gut my stiletto heels on. As Devon stood there gazing around with Rich at his feet on the leash, I appeared naked in front of him. He had a huge grin and as I approached started flicking my nipple rings!! Aggghhhh yes!!! I ordered Rich to stay at our feet beside us and slowly I undressed Devon and handed his shirt, socks etc. to Rich to fold properly and place on a dresser. I was trembling when I reached for the snap of his pants, finally my hands would be able to touch the ultimate form of a cock; A black one! As I unzipped him I slowly slid each leg down and again I handed his pants now to Rich to fold and place aside. I turned and nuzzled my face into his crotch as ha stroked my hair! I was in shock and almost fainted. I have never in my life felt such a massive cock behind that underwear. I was stunned. Finally I slid my hands inside. I was shaking with anticipation as I clearly felt the largest cock that my white hands had ever touched. It was massive! I slowly stroked it with one hand as my other slid his underwear off and again gave them to Rich! In thinking back, I should have put his sexy underwear over Rich's face, but trust me, my mind as flying! LOL. Can't think of everything LOL.

At last I finally had Devon naked, his cock was now straight and I was in complete shock...almost 11 inches long! Devon smirked as my eyes popped out! I smiled and the moment of truth was here, I opened my mouth and slid this huge black cock into my mouth. I was the sweetest thing to ever enter my mouth ever. I felt perfect to have it in, looking down at the dark black color, you will agree, my mouth was made to have black cocks in it, they look amazing in me! Rich knew instantly now as I communicated to him with my eyes., then I stopped and said it verbally. "A black cock will always be my choice to be in my mouth before his white cock ever will be again." There was a new permanent pecking order now for me;Rich knew it! Black men first, slave hubby last

So by now, Rich had got his cameras out, I wanted to capture this moment and event FOREVER. So I went to town and drifted off into dreamland as I sucked and lapped at this massive black cock and balls. Of course, I went behind and kissed his curvy black ass and lapped at his tight asshole, then went back to the front sucking away. I could have went for hours! I was now totally addicted to sucking a black cock! Finally I got onto the bed and Devon started filling my cunt with his finger and I have never, and I mean never been so wet, my cunt was sounding like a sloshy slurpie. I admit too, I loved seeing my hubby in his collar in front of me filming after Devon fucked me senseless with his fingers, I wanted to suck him more, so I had Rich put he camera down and as Devon laid back I ordered Rich to get on the bed and permisterally hold his massive black cock. I even had him stroke it for me to get it extra stiff . I loved seeing him stroke that huge black cock for me and then hold it still while I sucked it! Now everything in life was perfect, Here I was, with a black stud for a boyfriend, and my slave hubby stroking and holding this huge black cock up for me to suck!! after a while since Rich did such and good job for me, I broke down, LOL, and allowed Rich to put his cock in my mouth while Devon now licked my cunt and fingered my asshole. Rich deserved this and I really did want to include him in this today. What a 3 way, I was living all my dreams today!! Finally it was time though, Devon was ready to enter my cunt and I had Rich hold Devon's cock and guide and slide it into my cunt for him! This is a tradition Rich and I have, I actually do the same, I hold Rich's cock when I have him put it into another woman, it's part of what makes our swing fun very special for us!) Agghhh....that was it...I squirted all over Devon's cock and Rich's hand on entry of this black beauty into my hot pussy!

The earth swirled for me now as Devon began to pump and fill me. Now I have squirted a lot in my days , but on the pics and video, you look at the absolutely massive wet spot all over the bed I was flooding out! Again after a while, I invited Rich to put his cock back into my mouth as Devon fucked me silly! Mmmmmmmmm the perfect sandwich, I can't wait though for 2 black guys to fuck me at once and I can be a true Oreo! LMAO after a while of servicing Rich's cock, I got back to concentrating on solely having the black cock in my cunt! I flipped on my back so Devon could fill me to the absolute maximum and fill me up while I grasped his firm ass! I really was dizzy with delight. The orgasm count was a record and honestly I cannot even remotely guess at the number of squirts alone! But we went form him pounding me, to a '69' to me on top, back to him on top, back to sucking him. The time was somewhere already around an hour and 45 minutes of fucking! My cunt would need an ice pack as Devon could FUCK FOREVER! Finally I felt he was getting ready to cum and pulled out and let me stroke him hard and .....GUSH...his black cock spurted gob after gob of his hot cum all over my tits and stomach. Oh it felt so hot rubbing it into my skin. Perfect actually.

Devon was exhausted and had a huge smile. I could barely feel my cunt from so many orgasms. Rich was ready with a nice warm cloth to freshen and clean both Devon's cock and my cunt! I chuckled as I watched my slave husband freshen up my black studs cock after he fucked me! Perfect, it was just perfect. I thought "Kim how in the hell did you get so lucky" to have your dreams come true!!! All I could do was smile and glow a warm glow. I then had Rich run us a tub and we both wobred over to it and laid in each others arms as Rich returned with the takes for us. Rich said he loved the sight of us laying together in the tub, deeply kissing as he brought our takes in. Devon and I laid there enjoying each other, Rich stripped the bed and prepared fresh sheets and laid Devon's clothes out on the bed and got some towels ready for us. Once we got out and dried off I had Rich make a platter of fruit and some snacks for us which he served us back in the family room. I decided not to use Rich as a foot stool now...he served ....On all fours.....as a table instead with our tray of food on his back. I really cannot think if life was ever more perfect then at this moment. My cunt ached sorely like never before and I loved every minute of it! I would be sore for days, but again, cherished the feeling! Finally my black stud had to depart and we deeply kissed as I cupped his cock and I toldjavascript:paste_strinL('',3,'','','') him, my cunt was there for him to use absolutely ANYTIME he wanted. He was giddy, but before he left , I asked him for one last thing, to slide his pants down and bare his curvy ass for me which he happily did. With his black ass in front of me and my slave on his knees at our feet. I grabbed Rich's leash and powerd his head forward and put his face to Devon's bare black ass and had him give it a kiss and look up to him and thank him for fucking me properly; with a black cock, and bringing all his wife's dreams of Black cocks, BDSM, control etc...... all to life!

My slave hubby now knows that my cunt is not for his white cock anymore, but for beautiful black cocks. As well he learned that his new place in life is naked and collared at the feet of his black masters. Also that he is now going to be trained to eat the cum squirted from my black studs cocks out of my cunt and asshole. Now this is a truly fitting departure and ending, for today and so many dreams of mine coming true for me......Now clearly I'm a proudly confirmed........ BLACK COCK SLUT

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MY WIFE IS NOW HER BOSS'S SLUT


I don't want to get ahead of my story so, I'll start by telling you a little about my wife and I and our relationship. My wife, is 5' 5" tall and weighs about 130 pounds. She has beautiful long auburn hair, large breasts and a well trimmed pussy. She is 36 years old. I am a few years older than my wife and not much taller than she is. We have been married for almost ten years now and our present relationship has been evolving for our entire marriage. I have always been laid back and very non-aggressive. I was attracted to Lisa because she was so demure and shy when I first met her. But, her attitude toward me has changed over the years! While somehow remaining shy and demure to the rest of the world, Lisa has become very dominate of me. I guess, to tell the truth, it's something I brought on myself and something that I actually welcomed at first! It started with her taking over the checking accounts and managing all the money. I didn't mind really as she earned more than I did, I felt it only fair that she control how and where it was spent. Her dominate role in the household soon leaked over into our bedroom and I was glad to turn over to her the dominate sexual role in our marriage. I never wanted to be the one to have to initiate sex and as she became a stronger and stronger mistress to me, I have to say that I enjoyed being her subservient boy-toy. As we made love she would often degrade my love making abilities and tell me how much that what she really needed was a real man to fulfill her fantasies of being dominated. Even in the early years of our marriage she would have me lick her pussy for hours at a time and allow me to jack off while licking her. Naturally, I was required to lick off any cum that I spurted on her or the bed. I didn't mind really as I really love my wife and have accepted our way of making love as something that pleased her. When she began to tell me that she needed other cocks to fulfill her desires to have a real man, I loved her enough to encourage her to fulfill her fantasies. Hell, I even helped supply young studs that I felt would give her the sexual satisfaction that I couldn't seem to achieve for her.

At the present she rarely allows me to fuck her. I do so only on rare occasion for her amusement when she doesn't want to take the trouble to go out and find a 'real' cock. She enjoys having me watch her with other men, though I am never allowed to participate. My only duties are to lick and suck the cum from whatever part of her body it has been deposited; face, tits, cunt, ass. Sometimes this is done while the man is still present and sometimes after he has left. She has told me that she rather enjoys the fact that someone else gets to watch me grovel before her. Her fantasy of being publicly humiliated and made to do wicked things in public places had not been fulfilled although having a man to dominate her in private had been fulfilled on several occasions when she picked up a man from a bar that commanded her and treated her rough. However, she never repeated her sexual fling with any one man more than once or twice. The fact that she never had repeated sexual affairs with any one man made allowed me to feel strongly that she still loved and deep down only cared for me. However, even that situation has now changed and I am really concerned. Let me tell you what is now going on in our lives.

About a year ago the Real Estate Company she worked with was sold. The old kindly owner (her boss) was replaced by somewhat of a tyrant. She initially came home telling me how tough it was to please him and how he was making her life difficult at work. After a few weeks, she also came home telling me how handsome he was and what a strong and wonderful man he was. As a couple of months went by she would come home telling me how he bawled her out in front of everyone, but that she didn't mind because she deserved it and Frank was correct to put her in her place. I could tell , how much she was attracted to her dominate, strong, virile, good looking boss just by the way she spoke so highly of him and would go on gushing about his good qualities. One day she was on the phone to me telling me how lackluster my sexual performance had been that previous night. She had just gotten finished telling me how she planned on whipping my ass that night for not taking care of her the previous evening, when her boss walked in on her. As she later explained she quickly hung up and blushed beat red in front of her boss. He didn't say anything at the time to her but gave her some extra work to do that he knew would keep her there until everyone else had cleared out for the evening.

When the others had left he called her into his private office and admonished her for using the company phones for her private conversation. Lisa knew something was up because using the company phone for local permisteral calls was something that everyone did and was certainly normally accepted by him. When he said to her, "I think the permister that deserves to get an ass spanking besides your husband is you," she knew where he was headed! "I figure that since you have a worthless wimp of a husband at home that you need REAL MAN in your life to obey and listen to." Lisa told me that when he said that she just melted. She figured her fantasy of having a real dominate man to control her was about to come true. She told him, "I guess I do" he just nodded his head and said, "What about that misuse of the phone. What do you suspect I ought to do about that? Maybe I should give you a good spanking." Lisa simply hung her head down and answered, "If that's what you want." She slowly turned and lean ed over with her hands on the desk and her legs slightly spread. As she bent slightly forward Frank came from around the desk and flipped up her dress. Without any words from him Lisa pulled her panties down to her thighs and stuck her ass out a little further for Frank's strong hand to be administered to her! She later told me she actually took great delight in his spanking of her ass and actually had a slight orgasm as he administered strong blows to her ass cheeks!

When he was finished she stood up and began to pull her panties up. At that point he told her to go to the ladies room and remove all her clothing except her dress and heels. When she returned, she handed him her panties, bra and pantyhose which he threw into the wastebasket and told her she was never to wear any of these again to the office! She told me that she thought he was going to fuck her, (and was actually hoping that he would) but instead he said he was thirsty and wanted to go out for a take.

When they reached a local bar he sat in a dark booth in the corner and told her to pull her dress up to her waist and finger fuck herself while he watched. While she was doing this he explained she was his "slut" now and she should be ready to obey his every command and if she ever said no to his wishes she would be fired and he would never see her again. She tells me she orgasmed at that moment and felt hotter than she ever had before. He then told her to pick a man at the bar to dance with and he wanted to watch her lewdly rub and excite the man while dancing. She did as she was told and brought the man back to sit with them in the booth where he continued to play with Lisa's ass and rub up and down her legs at Frank's encouragement. After a while the guy said he had to go home but he wanted Lisa's number. Frank told him that he couldn't have her number but that Lisa would give him something to remember her by. With that said, Frank turned to Lisa and told her that she was to blow the man in the parking lot and when she returned to the bar he wished to see and smell the cum on her tits. If she did this he said he would fuck her later in the week, if not she had better start looking for a new job. Lisa told me that she had never been so excited. having a wonderful masterful man like Frank was so wonderful that she said she was creaming even before she got to the parking lot to administer her blow job for the guy at the bar. Just as he was ready to explode she pulled him out and pulled down her dress top so that his cum could explode all over her tits just as Frank had requested. When she told me all of this later that night, I was truly saddened. First because I knew I could never be the kind of take charge guy that Frank was with my wife and secondly because I knew that from now on I'd have to share my wife with Frank!

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As I indicated in Part 1 of this story, I am submissive to my wife, but she enjoys being dominated by men while I am powerd to watch. She really gets off on public offense, such as being powerd to expose herself or perform sex acts in semi-public areas. Since my wife has become involved with her boss at work I have seen her less and less. She will do just about anything her boss tells her. He enjoys having me around to watch my wife be used and humiliated, but at times he prefers me not being there. I'm not sure which is worse, being there to see her presentation to him or the *** of wondering what is going on when I'm not there to observe. I used to thoroughly enjoy her sexual mastery over me. But to see her being publicly humiliated by her boss, Frank, is *** to me. He bosses me around in the same way, and I wouldn't take it accept that my wife has told me point blank, that if I want to continue to be with her that I'll do what ever it is that Frank wants and not put up a ny fuss about it!

He often arranges for men to be in bars (mostly his clients and close friends) and when we arrive he will have them join her and him in a booth. I am allowed to sit nearby at a table. He usually introduces her as his 'slut' and will send her to the bathroom to remove her panties. When she returns she must give them to the stranger. Her boss will have her dance with them and they are free to feel her up as much as they wish. She is often made to flash her cunt to them while they take and make crude remarks about her slit. Last week was a typical bar visit and after a few takes and some flashing of her cunt we are off. I was made to drive the car as my wife and two of her bosses clients got in the back seat. I watched in the rear view mirror as they unclothed her and played with her pussy and tits. She was made to massage their cocks. What I couldn't see directly her boss, who was sitting in the front seat with me, described to me!

He had me drive to an adult book store in a sleazy part of town. They had her place back on her heels, skirt and button up blouse, but no other clothing. Once we all went inside, her boss made her ask the clerk for nipple clamps. My wife was then ordered to unbutton her blouse and try on the clamps. He had the clerk show her how to put them on. She was obviously embarrassed as this young man tightened the clamps to each nipple. Fortunately, there was no one else in the front of the store to see her wanton display of tits. I thought that we would simply leave and get back into the car. But her boss had a different idea. He led her back into the arcade area by the chain attached to her nipples. There were quite a few men in the back arcade area and a lot of them saw her before my boss opened a large booth and had her step inside. He announced in aloud voice that any man who wanted could give me four quarters and they could step inside and feel up my wife for 2 minutes. At first the m en thought it was a joke, but after the first guy gave me a dollars worth of quarters and pulled up my wife's skirt and felt played with her pussy a line formed quickly. In no time I had a handful of quarters and my wife was naked except for her nipple clamps. Finally her boss said for only $5.00 anyone could jackoff on her face and tits. An hour later and 12 men later he had her put on her skirt and walk out to the car topless with the cum glistening in the moonlight. In all my wife had earned almost $100 for being used in such a sleazy manner. He and his clients then took her home, and had her shower. After she slipped into a sexy see- through nighty that I had bought for her several years ago, we adjourned to the master bedroom where the two clients fucked her mouth, ass and pussy for hours. I got the job of licking up any cum that was dripping out of and off of her body as they all laughed at me for being such a wimp husband. But what choice do I have really? If I want to stay with my wife, she has made it very clear that I'll not only follow her orders but those of Frank and his friends! The clients left after I called a cab for them, but her boss stayed for the night. I was powerd to relax at the foot of the bed and he would wake me anytime he was going to have sex with my wife so I could watch how a REAL MAN was capable of fucking my sweet Lisa. I was then required to kneel by the side of the bed and watch. He also made me hold a cup for him when he needed to take a piss during the night, since he doesn't like to g et up.

My wife and I have suffered other offenses at the hands of her dominate boss that I'll explain in Part 3 of my true story.

PART 3 - The X-rated Movie House

One of the most humiliating incidents involving my wife and her boss occurred at a movie house. This took place just a few weeks ago. Lisa had come home from work and was treating me better than she normally does. Rather than ignoring me she said she wanted to go to a movie as we did when we dated. I was happy, since she had been rather cold to me since her boss, Frank had been dominating their relationship. He preferred she spent all her attention on him and told her I was only good for cleaning any messes he left in her pussy with my tongue. Lisa changed into a simple button up dress with leather sandals that wrapped half way up her calf. They reminded me of the sandals Roman slave girls wore.

Before leaving the phone rang and I answered. It was Frank and he told me to have his slut get on the phone. I felt like hanging up on him, but the consequences of my wife's possible anger with me made me hand the phone to her and tell her it was Master Frank. She told him we were going to a movie and then I heard her answer "Yes Sir" for the rest of the conversation. After hanging up she walked outside to the car. I felt that maybe we were still going to have a night out, but was disappointed when she told me to drive to the local adult movie house and that Frank would be meeting us there.

When we arrived Frank was already there, waiting. He took us into the dark theater and we sat in a middle row close to the wall. I was next to the wall, with my wife between me and Frank. We watched the movie for a while and I could hear Frank telling Lisa she was a hotter slut than any of the girls on the screen. The place was just about empty. There seemed to be only about four men in the whole place. When they saw Lisa, several of them changed their seat location to get closer to her. I guess they figured being that a sexy dressed women being escorted by two men might result in some kind of action. They were not to be disappointed. Frank had Lisa grab each arm rest and he pulled some Velcro straps out of his pocket. He strapped her arms tightly to the seat. He then ordered her to place her feet on the armrest of the seat in front of her. This caused her legs to spread and her dress to inch up. Frank then unbuttoned her top two buttons and pulled her tits out of the top of the dress. He tweaked her nipples roughly knowing that the men were watching. When Lisa moaned in pleasure/pain the other men quit pretending to watch the movie and moved very close, sitting in the seats in front and behind her. Frank then pulled her skirt up and asked Lisa if she wanted him to cut off her panties with his pocket knife so these strangers could see her open, wet cunt. Lisa whispered yes, but Frank ordered she speak loud enough for all to hear and for her to be specific, he twisted her nipples again for effect. "Please, remove my panties so these men can see what your slave's hot cunt looks like, Master" Lisa said in a loud, throaty voice. The men around couldn't believe their ears or their luck and were practically solvating already! With this Frank told the two men behind Lisa to each grab a nipple and be sure to twist them. He then pulled out his knife and slowly cut the sides of her panties off. Lisa was moaning quit a bit now from the strangers' rough handling of her breasts. Frank handed me the panties and ordered me to stick them in my mouth, since that was as close as I would be getting to my wife's pussy tonight. I did as told and could hear the laughter of the other men who realized I was a slave to the desires of both my wife and Frank. He then told the men in the front seat to do as they pleased with my wife's cunt and asshole. Frank then got up and left to go and get a soft take. For the next few minutes Lisa had four sets of hands playing with her as they pleased. When Frank returned he told the men his slut wasn't available for a fucking tonight, and that she would be in the men's room for the next half hour. He promised them she would give them the best blowjob of their life. When they were ready to cum he asked that they shoot their load into his soda cup. He told the men he wanted the slut's husband to have something to take on the drive home.

After Frank told the men my wife would be giving blowjobs in the men's rest room I thought there was going to be a fight to get there. Frank unhooked Lisa's arms and told her to walk to the men's room. When she started to reach for the top of her dress to cover her breasts Frank yelled, "Leave those fucking tits out in the open, just for your disobedience I am going to make you strip naked and kneel on the piss and cum covered floor of the bathroom. After these four men fill my soda cup with their cum, they can piss all over those tits of yours. Do you understand?" Lisa stammered, "Yes, Sir" As she walked to the bathroom you could see her hard nipples in the flickering light of the porn movie. Once in the smelly dirty bathroom Frank had her remove all her clothes, except her leather sandals, which made he look like a Roman slave that was transported to the 20th century.

Frank opened the door to a stall and made her kneel down in front of the toilet, facing the men who had lined up. Frank gave me the soda cup, still partially filled with Cola and told me to hold it when each man was ready to cum. He warned me not to spill a drop. The men were all super horney from all this action and most came within minutes after Lisa started to suck their cocks. They would call her 'slut', 'bitch' and 'whore' as she sucked them. The dirtier they talked the hotter she got, and the faster she sucked. Each of the four men emptied their loads in the soda cup, and Frank made sure that I thanked each one of them. After Frank had Lisa lean back so her shoulders were resting on the toilet. Two guys left and Frank asked the other two that were left to piss all over her tits and cunt. Each covered her with their warm urine. Frank had Lisa put her dress on, without wiping the piss off her body. He said a disobedient slave did not deserve to clean up. He had come by ca b, so he instructed us to drive him home. He had me drive, laughing as he had me sip from the 'cum cocktail' all the way home. When he reached home he had us walk to the front of our house, by the garage. He made Lisa strip and washed her body off with a garden hose. Once in the house he had her kneel down, stick her ass up and reach behind to spread her cheeks. He then had me lick her asshole, so it would be wet enough for his cock. There in the entry he fucked her ass and deposited a load up her asshole. He then had me scoot under Lisa so when he pulled out his cock his cum would drip into my open mouth. Lisa begged him to stay the night with her, but he told her that her disobedience had made him very disappointed in her. She promised never to disobey again, she said she would do anything for him, but he still left, telling my wife that if she was especially sexy and slutty at the office for the next several days that he might just forgive her and "cum" visit her again!

Apparently she has gotten back in his "good graces" by being his permisteral slut at the office. She has humiliated herself for Frank in front of her fellow- workers and various customers when it suited Frank. I'm not sure just what all she has done for him, but I do know that she is powerd to wear see-through blouses without any bras and very short mini-skirts without any panties. Whenever an other women in the office makes a remark that her cloths aren't appropriate for office wear she just indicates that it's what Frank wants and she will do anything to please him. As a result of her pleasing behavior to Frank he has spent several nights at our house recently making use of my wife as I am powerd to watch and lick her clean.

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MY WIFE'S TITS BELONG TO THE COMPANY PRESIDENT


In 1994 I was out of college six years and still working for the Z-CRAFT Boat Co. as a Buyer. The company was owned and presided over by Larry Hamilton, a boyish looking bachelor in his early 40's. Larry had never really noticed me since the brief introduction on the day I was hired. That was one of the reamisters I'm sure I was still in the same job getting minimal pay raises each year. I had heard the rumors on how Larry was a letch and making it with his beautiful married secretary, but I had just passed it off as idle office gossip until after the Xmas party. Linda and I had always had to miss the company office Xmas party because we vacationed back with her parents in Philadelphia each Christmas. Since they had an opportunity to go to Europe that year, we wound up at the party for the first time. Linda looked terrific in her "Frederick of Hollywood" dress I bought her for the occasion. I thought she'd be too shy to wear it, but she surprised me. She was actually delighted I had bought it for her and was the envy of every woman there and the desire of each man. Even without her very provocative dress, she has a body that tends to make men's cocks stiffen. Every part of her is ideally proportioned except for her big tits, which are deliciously oversized making her 38DD-26-36 a delight to see. Obviously our company president enjoyed seeing Linda's tits jiggle around in her sexy red dress because he asked her to dance with him to a fast number and then later in the evening he cut in on one of the slow dances. I really didn't think anymore about it until he called me to his office several days later.

Naturally I thought it was bad news because we had been having layoffs' due to a slowdown in sales. Imagine my delight when he told me that he had called me into his office to let me know that the Purchasing Manger was leaving and that I had a shot at his job. He made me aware that I was only one of several candidates being considered and that he and the Materials Manager would make the decision in about two weeks. Everything I had seen and heard told me that the decision would be his alone because he had always ruled the place with an iron hand. Then he changed the subject to the party telling me how glad he was to see me there and how delightful my wife looked. He told me, "I don't mind telling you I have a thing for big breasts and your wife has the sweetest pair I've seen in this company."

He then concluded by telling me that my chances for advancement would be increased if he had a chance to come over to our place for dinner and evaluate me and my wife in a more relaxed setting. He indicated that he wanted to see if I were a real `team player'. Then he winked and said, "Besides I want to see your wife's tits again. I hope you can convince her to show more of them to me. It didn't take a ton of bricks to fall on my head to get the message. If I played ball or I should say if my wife played ball by showing off her tits, I'd get the job. At first I was really pissed off, jealous, the whole bit. Then I realized what a compliment it was to me that he singled me out to get a chance at this promotion. Besides my wife's tits he must also like my work or he wouldn't even be considering me for the job. How could anyone blame him for wanting my wife's tits as much as I do?

That evening when I got home I told Linda about my conversation with the company president. I also told her that she could help my chances of belong promoted by being REALLY NICE to him. Curiously enough she looked at me with a lewd grin and said, "How nice? You mean let him undress me-NICE let him play with my tits-NICE. Just how NICE should I be?" I admitted to her that he was wild about her boobs. "He says he's a tit man and you have the best set of tits of any wife in the company." Linda grinned and said, "I could tell that at the dance. He really gave me the once over with his big blue eyes. O.K., lets invite him over for dinner and my tits can be his special desert." "You mean you'll let him . . ." And before I could finish what I was thinking Linda answered my unspoken thoughts.

"I don't like the idea of displaying myself to some other man, but I'll do it for you," she said soothingly. "So that you can get a big raise and an overdue promotion." The next day I asked Al's sexy secretary if I could see him. She gave me the nod after checking with him, and I had to admit that I really liked having access to the company President like this. I had now been to his office twice in the last week; something I hadn't done in the previous six years I had been with the company. He readily accepted my invitation to dinner that night and reminded me that he was interested in seeing more of me and especially seeing more of my wife. His emphasis was on SEEING MORE when referring to my wife left no doubt that he wanted to see her bare tits `up close and permisteral'.

That night Linda wore a very short black leather miniskirt, her 4" red high heels, see through red panties, silk black nylons held up by her sexiest black lace garter belt, her red silk blouse, cut so low in front that her tits practically popped out each time she bent over, and of course no bra. After a very nice dinner prepared by Linda, Larry and I sat in the living room while Linda cleared the table. Linda came in, and instead of sitting by me on the couch, she settled next to Larry on the couch with her tits just inches from his chest. She looked him in the eye and said, "I have to admit that I was really complemented by what my husband told me you said about my breasts. Do you really want to see more of me, huh? Would you like to take off my blouse and see if they are as good as you expect?"

Larry looked over at me to see if I were going to get bent out of shape. Although I was jealous, I could hardly say no at this point. After all it wasn't unexpected. Still I hadn't expected Linda to offer to let Larry take off her blouse, rather than herself. Since I didn't say anything my company president took it to be a yes. After unbuttoning the three buttons on her blouse, he gently took her blouse from around her shoulders. In the process of letting him remove her blouse Linda had raised herself slightly and when she sat back down Larry had slid over under her so that her ass had settled onto his lap. Now her gigantic bared tits were practically in his face. The next move was pretty obvious; Larry buried his face in my wife's sweet cleavage. I sat motionless unable to do anything but watch with fascination and listen to my wife's breathless exclamations. "Ohhhh that's nice," Linda cooed. "Kiss them, and tongue them, while Jerry watches. I know he's got to be enjoying this. He's always telling me how he wanted to watch someone suck on my breasts."

While there was some truth in what Linda had said, I wasn't so sure now. It's one thing to fantasize about it when you're in the throes of sex with your wife and another to be actually there watching some man suck your wife's boobs. I have to admit, however, that my initial jealousy was being replaced by a growing pleasure in my loins that I couldn't really control. Larry continued to be very bold about feasting on my wife's boobs while I was watching. He slurped on them for almost ten minutes. I could tell from the guttural sounds that my Linda was making that she had at least a mini-orgasm while wriggling her ass around on his lap. As I sat there wondering what to do with my hard cock in my pants, Linda glanced over and smiled as if to say - That's O.K. honey. Take it out. I was about to remove it when it hit me that Larry must surely have a big dick by now also, especially with Linda jiggling on his lap with her sweet ass. Before I could say or do anything, Linda broke the silence. What she then said to Larry caught me completely by surprise.

"Ohh, God that feels good! I can feel your dick getting harder and harder against my ass. You are such a big horny stud. WOULD YOU LIKE TO UNDRESS ME AND FUCK ME IN FRONT OF MY HUSBAND?"

We hadn't talked about anything beyond Larry getting a chance to SEE her tits. She obviously thought I had intended for her to do more than just show her body off to him. Although I was shocked, Larry was not. What man could resist that kind of offer. He picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom as I followed them. After placing her on the bed he slid her mini-skirt all the way to her waist and removed Linda's panties, leaving her heels, garter and nylons on. He stood up, never even glancing my way and quickly shed his clothes. Now I really was in a pickle. I expected Larry to inspect her tits tonight, maybe even fondle them, but I was totally unprepared for this. Evidently this is what my wife thought I meant by being REALLY NICE to the President. So help me God, I didn't think it would go this far. I was seeing red! What could I do now? Larry was so worked up I knew instinctively that instead of a promotion, I'd get fired if I tried to stop the proceedings at this point. No matter what I felt or thought, I knew there was no turning back.

While he dropped his clothes to the floor my wife looked over at me. This time Linda said to me what I thought she was thinking before. "Go ahead baby, take it out and play with it. I want to see your hard dick while Larry fucks me." She said it so matter of factly that it sounded almost like something we did ever day. Although, I guess we did talk about it plenty of times when we were making love; what it would be like for her to fuck someone else while I watched and played with myself. To Linda this was what I wanted and necessary for my promotion. Or maybe it was also because she dug Al's good looks and 8 inch cock. It really didn't matter at this point, I had no choice but to keep my mouth shut and look on as Larry mounted my Linda missionary style. It wasn't long before my wife was in the type of ecstasy she normally reserved for me. She wrapped her legs around him as he gave her long strokes into her seething pussy.

Despite my jealous feelings my dick was hard as a rock and I had to take it out of my pants as I watched them. Larry had doured over slightly so that he could fuck Linda and suck on one of her soft bosoms at the same time. He was really pumping her hard and Linda was LOVING IT! They changed position at Linda's suggestion. Larry laid on his back with his big 8 incher in the air while she mounted him straddle style allowing him free access to continue sucking her pillowy tits. Linda rode up and down on Al's cock making soft slurping noises as her cunt hit the base of his massive cock, over and over again.

"Ohhh yesss...., fuck me baby. Don't ever stop. Mmmmm .... Larry your sooo biiiggg. Give it to meee all night long." Then glancing my way, "Jerry, your little wife is getting the cuckolds brownie fucked out of her. Look at me riding Al's big cock. Oooohh, yesss!"

What the hell could I do but look. Jealous or not I couldn't contain myself as Linda's squeals got louder and louder finally screaming through an intense orgasm. My cum spurted on our bed room carpet as I let my load fly.

However, Larry wasn't prepared to have it over so quickly as he continued fucking her, now mounting her doggy style and playing with her tits from behind. They had been at it for an hour and Linda was obviously in seventh heaven. Our love making had never taken this long and I knew she was getting the fucking of her life. She literally screamed through her third orgasm of the night and Larry couldn't resist any longer as he shot his hot load of cum up her twat. Even though, I just creamed less than ten minutes ago, I shot right with them for a triple header.

I was spent and at least for the time being so was my company president. I had hoped that was the end of it but my hopes of being spared further offense from my president were dashed when Larry looked over at me and said, "Jerry, I know you have to be at work early in the morning. Why don't you go into the other bedroom to relax while I stay and keep your wife company." The look in his steel blue eyes let me know not to question his authority on this matter any more than I would on any company decision he wanted to make.

"It's O.K. honey, I'll be just fine," was Linda's only comment on this turn of events. I left for my own guest room while Linda snuggled close to him on the bed, bringing his head to rest on her soft tits. Our guest bedroom was close enough for me to hear them whispering but not to hear clearly what was being said. On occasion I'd hear an "Oh yes," or a "That's it." I did a lot of tossing and turning before falling arelax knowing that my Linda was relaxing so willingly with another man.

The next morning I awoke slightly confused thinking it had all been a dream until I realized I was in the guest bedroom. I could hear the bedsprings in the master bedroom and my wife giggling every now and then. I had breakfast alone and left for work quietly before my wife or Larry came out of the bedroom.

No matter what my permisteral feelings where at the time, my co-operative attitude of being willing to share my wife did pay dividends. I got that big raise and promotion for being such a `Team Player'.

That was several years ago and since then I have been promoted again, this time as Materials Manager reporting directly to the President. It's a good thing that my career keeps me very busy because I don't get a chance to see my wife much these days. Linda and Larry have continued their affair keeping it discreet to everyone but me of course. He takes her out several times a week. Generally it's for dinner and takes and then back to his apartment for sucking and fucking. Sometimes he brings her back to our house where he fucks her in front of me. Linda really enjoys putting on a sex show for me. I guess there is still some loyalty there. They never let me join in though; I can only watch and play with myself.

Last month Larry took Linda on a cruise trip of the Virgin Islands. Naturally, I was too busy in annual supplier negotiations to go, but Linda was kind enough to show me all the sexy clothes that Larry bought her for the trip. I talked her into modeling a lot of the sexy nighties, very low cut evening gowns, ultra high heels, thong bikinis, and other sexy stuff she had received from Larry for their trip. It must have cost Larry a fortune! After the third or fourth outfit Linda tried on for me I was sporting a big dick; however, Linda didn't let me fuck her, of course. She let me take it out and play with myself, but she told me that Larry wants her to save her pussy for his big cock. What can I say, he's still the Company President!

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My Wife's Forced Seduction


My wife, Brenda, has a sister, Tammi, several years her junior, that has always been on the wild side. My prim and proper wife was usually aghast at the latest information concerning her little sister's sexual exploits. It wasn't that she condemned her, she just didn't understand her. I, on the other hand was always fascinated, and frequently aroused by her actions and her appearance. She looked spectacular in a mini-skirt, and I loved hearing from my wife what Tammi had told her about her latest lover's big cock. I hoped in fact that Tammi's influence would corrupt my wife, and when I look back now I can't help but wonder if I've merely reaped what I had sown. Many years ago I told my wife that she could fuck anyone she wanted as long as my consent to her infidelity remained our secret, that she let her lovers think she was cheating, and she filled me in on all the details. Even to this day she has always maintained that she just isn't interested in having sex with another man, so it surprised me to learn that she had told her sister about our "agreement." I was actually a little embarrassed that someone in her family, particularly someone with so little sense of discretion, was aware of my peculiar sexual inclinations. But Tammi told Brenda she thought it was cool and actually offered to let her use her apartment to meet her lovers. My wife, politely but chastely, thanked her for her offer but declined her invitation. I kept her offer in mind and sometime later, when Brenda was pregnant with our first young, I asked Tammi if she knew any well hung guys she could set up with my wife. She was all for it, but didn't think it would appeal to her straight-laced older sister. And as it turned out, nothing ever came of it. It took me awhile, and though I still encouraged her to cheat, I eventually accepted the fact that my wife intended to keep her wedding vows and remain faithful all her life. It even seemed that her sister was settling down. We had moved away and didn't see her sister much, but rumor had it that she had met someone she wanted to marry. I think it was troubling to the family that Steve was in his forties, almost twice Tammi's age. My wife, who has always appreciated older men, and I, soon became the only family members that were not against her marrying Steve. So it didn't surprise us when Tammi and Steve showed up on our doorstep on their "honeymoon" asking if they could stay with us. They had eloped we were told, and couldn't afford a proper honeymoon, but wanted desperately to get away from the rest of the family for a few days. We were sworn to secrecy about their marriage and were actually happy to be of assistance. It was a happiness that didn't last too long. As we got to know Steve it was hard to escape the conclusion that Brenda's family had been right. Steve was obnoxious, arrogant, vulgar, and aggressive. At 6'5", a good 260 lbs, he reminded me of the school yard bully who secretly ashamed of spending year after year in the sixth grade, realizes that he can use his superior size and strength to punish the other students for his stupidity. "Remember when I said you could fuck anyone you wanted too as long as you filled me in on all the detail," I told my wife, "make that anyone but Steve." Prompted by my remark she told me how Steve had crassly propositioned her before he'd even spent an hour with us, and had been nearly unrelenting in his pursuit. "Don't worry," she replied, "I don't think I've ever met a more loathsome man." We probably should have asked them to leave then and there, but we didn't know how to explain it to Tammi. I think because she knew I'd make a scene and embarrass her sister if she told me, Brenda didn't mention that Steve's advances had included attempts at kissing her, fondling her breasts, and feeling her up. And since I didn't know the full extent of what had been happening, we agreed that for Tammi's sake we'd let them stay the week and just try to make the best of it. Whether Steve mellowed or we became more tolerant, by the third day of their stay, we seemed to be getting along well enough for the four of us to go out dining and dancing. Both Tammi and Brenda wore mini-skirts, and according to my wife, had mutually agreed to wear crotchless pantyhose without their panties. And since Brenda told me, I suspect that Tammi had shared this fact with Steve as well. It seemed a curious and provocative choice given the circumstances, but it was terribly arousing to view our sexy wives together knowing what they weren't wearing, and though I can't imagine Steve being any less effected, he appeared to be on his absolute best behavior. The evening proceeded along rather innocently. It wasn't until after midnight and several takes that Steve asked my wife to dance. I danced with Tammi and my cock was stiff the entire time. All I could think about was fucking her. Looking at Steve and Brenda I was surprised to observe his remarkable restraint, given his actions of the past few days. He could have been her brother. Not much of a dancer myself, and half wasted, I soon grew tired of dancing with Tammi and managed to suppress my distaste for Steve, allowing him to monopolize Brenda on the dance floor. Pretty soon there were guys coming over to the table to ask Tammi to dance (an event to which I remember thinking that Steve was strangely untroured) and I found myself frequently sitting alone. It gave me plenty of time and opportunity to pay close attention to Steve and my wife. With each dance he got a little bolder and Brenda a little more takes and little more receptive. She apparently got tired of pushing his hands away from her ass, for eventually I watched her just shrug and rest her head on his shoulder, her arms wrapped loosely around his neck, while his large hands just held and kneaded her big butt. Though I was greatly disgusted with her casual acquiescence to Steve's pawing, I was also more than a little aroused and made allowance for her inebriated condition. When we got back to the house we went to our room and Steve and Tammi went to theirs. I know Steve was "climbing the walls" horny, but Tammi was so takes we had to carry her into the bedroom. Brenda and I didn't even bother going to bed. I sat her on the bathroom sink and pushed her skirt up, eating her pussy through her crotchless hose. When I couldn't stand it any longer I just stood between her legs and fucked her right on the sink, still clothed, her red spike heels digging into my ass. Brenda went into the kitchen afterwards to get something to take and I stayed in the bedroom and watched a late movie on TV while I waited for her. I guess I dozed off for a couple of minutes and when I came around and she still wasn't back, I went looking for her. Heading downstairs to the kitchen I was arrested by a jumble of movement in the living room below me. I stopped cold at the top of the stairs trying to understand the scene in front of me. There was enough light drifting into the living room from the kitchen to make out my 5'4", 125 pound, wife on the sofa, struggling to get away from Steve, who was on top of her and trying to kiss her. I remembered their last dance in the bar and stepped back into the shadows out of sight wondering if she'd arranged to meet him. It just didn't make any sense, it was hard to imagine her taking such a chance particularly with the youngren in the house. Still I hesitated. A part of me, even while automatically trusting her, felt an irrational jealously. I wondered if she had lied about her repulsion to his brash vulgarity. I wondered why she hadn't cried out, or had she while I was relaxing? Maybe she liked him after all. She'd always said she preferred older men. He was tall, muscular, and powerful. Tammi had even bragged confidentially about his cock size.

Maybe she was turned on by his physical prowess and rugged good looks. Thinking about it filled me with self-doubt and self-loathing, diminishing me and sapping my confidence. By the time I realized with certainty that her behavior was anything but consensual, I had already felt the last instinct for action drain slowly out of me and I kept my place in the dark My Wife Brenda Gets It - Pt 2 Steve sat astride her waist and held her arms over her head, clamping both her wrists together with one big powerful hand. He used his other hand to prevent her head from turning away as he showered her face with kisses and alternately licked and sucked her lips. He was taking his time with her, savoring every second. Whenever she opened her mouth to speak or cry out he buried his tongue down her throat. I could hear her grunting as she tried to buck and heave her hips up to throw him off but there was just no way she could dislodge him with his greatly superior weight and strength. Kicking him in the back with the spike of her heel seemed to have some minimal effect, but by this time he had pulled her blouse up and pushed her bra over her tits, and he managed to diminish her enthusiasm for this approach by simply pinching and tweaking her nipples. Repositioning himself to cover her mouth with his free hand, he sucked her nipples alternately, one then the other and back again. He was at it for at least ten minutes before I finally heard him speak. His boldness shocked me. His loud voice was almost a challenge. It left me with the feeling that nothing could make him stop. Little did I know that he was taunting me, having spotted me lurking cowardly upstairs in the dark. "I don't know why you're fighting this," he told my wife, "telling your sister about your crotchless pantyhose so she'd tell me, letting me grab your ass on the dance floor with your husband right there, I've never seen a cunt hotter to get fucked than you." She pleaded with him to leave her alone, even promising not to tell if he'd just stop. Ignoring her appeals, he tried kissing her again but she turned her head away, and this time rather than hold it in place he just tongued her ear, licking her face and tonguing the other ear whenever she turned her head to escape his hungry mouth. "Tammi told me about your husband's teeny little weenie. And I know she told you about my big dick. How much she loves it. You're gonna love it too baby. You're gonna be all mine once you get fucked by a real man." Still holding her arms over her head with one hand he used his other to unbutton his jeans and extract his cock. It was so big and hard he had some difficulty getting it out. Brenda just stared, stunned at the sight of it. It was a good nine or ten inches and thick as her wrist with a large purple helmet. It was a magnificent specimen and dwarfed my own cock in length, girth, and sheer beauty. He moved up to straddle her chest and rubbed his huge prick all over her face. "Open your mouth and suck it bitch," he commanded. She turned her head away and he slapped her check with his cock. When she continued to refuse his instructions he held her head again with his free hand and pinched off her nostrils to power her to breath through her mouth. "Ok, " he sighed, "if you won't suck it I'll just have to go ahead and fuck you now." She tried to clamp her legs together but he appeared to find little difficulty in prying them apart and positioning himself between her thighs. I could still see her red heels at the end of her open, pantyhose covered legs. Her skirt was pushed up almost to her waist and her blouse and bra had been pulled up over her tits. She continued to struggle and plead with him to stop, wiggling her hips to forestall his entry, and he briefly contented himself with rubbing his cockhead over her slit. "Please don't do this," she begged. "I swear I won't tell anyone if you'll just let me go." "You'll be begging for more of my big cock when I'm through with you baby," he replied. Pushing his fingers into her pussy he detected her cum filled cunt and mistook it as a sign of arousal and desire. Her wetness seemed to inflame his lust. "Damn baby," he exclaimed, "you just may be a bigger slut than your sister." Suddenly he lost all control. In a flash he had both hands holding her hips, steadying his target, and before she had time to react his cock was driving into her cunt. "UUggghhhhh," she grunted, loudly, as his big prick bottomed out into her cervix in one quick plunge. "Oh, oooohhhh, god baby," he moaned, "your cunt is so fucking tight." Realizing, I suppose, that her resistance had failed to deter him, Brenda apparently had decided to quit fighting. Perfectly still now, she turned her head away and lay limply while Steve pumped his cock into her. Steve was unaffected by her indifference. "Your hot cunt feels so good around my big cock baby," he told her as he alternately massaged her breasts and tongued her ear. "I'm not in any hurry honey. I think I just may spend the night in here." My wife didn't look at him and didn't answer and he continued to take his time with her. She made no attempt to resist when he hooked his arms under her knees to raise her thighs against his chest in order to increase his penetration. He fucked into her with deep, slow, strokes, and eventually his technique began to produce results. She started to grunt each time his cockhead bottomed out into her cervix and she turned her head to look at him. Her lips were pulled tight around clenched teeth. "Ooohhh," moaned Steve with every thrust. "I love your cunt. I love fucking you." Brenda's grunts were softening now. Her breathing was becoming deeper and was followed by long, raspy exhalations. I could see her hips begin to move in almost imperceptible undulations. "That's it baby," Steve exhorted her, "now you're gettin' into it. Move your cunt around on my cock. Show me what a slut you are. Show me how much you love my cock" "Ooohhh God, uummmhhhh," moaned my wife, her head tilted back, mouth open and groaning openly. Steve moved to kiss her and this time she didn't turn her head away, but met his hungry mouth with open lips. Her whole body was moving now. Every muscle stretching tight to power her pelvis up to capture every centimeter of the cock pumping into her greedy cunt. Both her hands reached out frantically to pull in his pistoning buttocks as if, filled and stretched with more cock than she'd ever had, she craved still more. Still unsatisfied she wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his back. Her red heels dug into his flesh as he fucked her, but he was oblivious to anything except the feel of the hot, tight vagina wrapped around his throbbing cock. The sofa creaked and squeaked under them in a rhythm of lust. "Oh god, fuck me" she pleaded now. They were like naturals, totally out of control. Steve asking her a series of short and nasty questions. "Do you like getting fucked by my big dick? Is it bigger than your husbands?" My wife answering, "yes, oh God, yeesssssss!" "You hot fucking slut," he told her. "Shake your big fat ass!! Make that pussy dance around my cock you nasty fucking whore." She came in an explosion and almost at the same time, Steve drained the content of his balls deep into her wet cunt. After Steve had finished fucking my wife, he remained on top and began to kiss her. Having cum, and now apparently feeling guilty about her ultimately willing capitulation to Steve's brazen *** of the sanctity of our marriage, Brenda signaled that her cooperation was finished, by turning her head away in shame. Suddenly terrified at the thought of being discovered, I shrunk back further into the shadows and literally crawled across the upstairs landing and back into our bedroom. When my wife joined me just minutes later I pretended to be arelax and she made no attempt to wake me. My Wife Brenda Gets It - Part 3 The next morning I was sure she would say something about what happened, but not a word was mentioned. There was a certain tension in the air between Brenda and Steve, and though Steve was boldly attentive to her, she accepted his attention with almost a grim resignation. All of my repeated attempts to find out if anything was wrong were greeted with the same half-hearted "nothing at all."

I assumed Brenda felt guilty for the way she had responded to Steve and I longed to console her, but I dared not even hint that I had timidly witnessed her ravishment. Steve cast a knowing grin in my direction several times and I assumed he was reveling in his memory of how he had used my wife without my knowledge, an error of judgment on my part that was soon to be corrected. It didn't surprise me when we were in bed that night Brenda seemed distracted and completely uninterested in sex. But it did surprise me that she seemed in such a hurry for me to go to relax. I did my best to convince her that I'd drifted off, almost giving up when it appeared to have produced no results, but ultimately my patience paid off and I felt her gently sneaking out of bed. Again I crept out of our bedroom and took my place in the shadows at the top of the stairs, but this time there was no one in the living room. This time they were in the library. And this time my vantage point allowed me to see them easily while making it much more difficult for them to see me. I could hear them talking clearly as the sounds waved upward to my position at the top of the stairs. My wife was telling him that she had only agreed to meet him to be given the opportunity to tell him what a lout and a bastard he had been to power her into sex the previous night. Steve chuckled and said, "I might be a 'lout' but I've also got the kind of hot cock that you love. Don't you, bitch?" Brenda's silence revealed more than I cared to know. Her intentions might have been honorable in meeting him, just to tell him off, but faced with his strong dominate permisterality, she had melted and was now just standing there as he removed his pajama bottoms. With a flick of his wrists he removed her skimpy translucent dressing gown "besides, bitch, if you didn't want some more of this big cock of mine, you wouldn't have shown up in such a sexy outfit just to confront me, isn't that true." Again my Brenda said nothing but she slowly nodded her head in agreement. Now, I was truly crushed, knowing that my wife was no longer simply being powerd by her crude and rough brother-in-law into sex but was actually his willing participant. It was now obvious to me that my Brenda loved the strong way he manipulated her and was interested in sex from the kind of strong powerful man that I could never be! Without further words he powerd my wife onto her knees in front of him. Then, Steve sat naked in one of our big reclining library chairs. The top of the doorway blocked my view of his head but I could see everything clearly from about his neck down. My loving wife was now naked too, and she was on her knees before her brother-in-law struggling to swallow every inch of his big, fat, cock. Steve's huge hands enveloped her head and held it firmly in place as his hips bounced up and down, fucking his prick into my wife's hot, hungry mouth and down her throat the same way he had invaded her hot, hungry cunt the night before. "That's it bitch," he told her, "swallow that dick you little cock hungry whore. Choke on it! Make your mouth a sloppy wet cunt to eat my dick!" She gobred him ravenously, obligation almost every time his balls slapped against her chin, but redoubling her efforts with each new stream of rough and dirty talk. I thought it would end with his cock blasting loads of stirringly cum down her greedy throat, but it eventually became clear that she wasn't going to let him cum just once, and it didn't take long to find out why. If I harbored any remaining thoughts that my Brenda was being obligate into her sexual activities with Steve they were now completely dispelled as Brenda was now the initiator of the actions. Getting up off her knees she pushed Steve back in the reclining chair and then straddled his hips, guiding his cock to her pussy lips and then sitting down on it, slowing swallowing every inch inside her hot, velvety cunt. She threw her head back in ecstasy and then began working her slick box up and down Steve's fat prick in earnest. "Oh baby, " he moaned, "you're driving my cock crazy with that tight cunt of yours!" I couldn't believe it. I was watching my sweet loving wife willingly and wantonly working her pussy up, down, and, around the cock of her brother-in-law, the man who had ***d her the night before. Her cunt was devouring his cock with what can only be inadequately described as sheer carnal gluttony. I had been stroking my cock and now suddenly found myself blasting my own cum all over the carpet. Once again I snuck back in the bedroom, but I had misjudged the likely length of their activities and fell arelax before she returned. The next day everything seemed to be back to normal. Brenda was now feigning sort of bare tolerance toward Steve, and Steve pretended Brenda didn't exist. I figured they were trying not to arouse my suspicions, but I was only partly right. It was their last day with us, and Brenda went shopping with her sister, leaving Steve and I alone together. I was stunned by what happened next. Brenda and her sister had barely left the house when I came out of the shower, into my bedroom, to find Steve sitting on the edge of my bed, naked, and stroking his hard cock. I froze in my tracks and just looked at him. My stomach was turning nervously. "Get over here and suck my cock," he said smugly, "I want to see if you're any better than your wife." His request excited me but I couldn't do what he wanted. "Get outta here, " I screamed in mock indignation. "Not until I fuck your face, you pussy," was his reply. "I saw you watching me ball your slut wife. You just stood there like a wimp. Turned you on didn't it, watching me hold her down and fuck her with my big dick? Fucking her like a real man. I know you're hungry for some cock too, just like her." The thought that he had seen me watching him that first night flooded me with fear. It gave Steve the terrifying power to tell her of my failure, it filled me with dread, and I couldn't face him. I wanted to crawl back in the bathroom and lock the door, but before I'd taken two steps, he was behind me. I could feel his hardon poking my ass as he grabbed for my arm, and the next thing I knew he had managed to get my arm behind my back and had used his leverage to power me to my knees. With one hand he grabbed my hair and pulled my face into his crotch. With the other he pressed his cock into my lips and tried to pry my mouth open. "Suck it, you pussy," he ordered, "suck it, and it better be good or I tell your wife what a wimp you are." My worst fears realized , I felt I had no choice but to do this unthinkable thing. I opened my mouth and took his cock between my lips. I could barely open it wide enough to take it all. It was ten inches long and very thick. I could feel it's big swollen veins gliding between my lips and under my tongue. Strangely enough I realized that my own cock had grown hard as a rock too. Steve cradled the back of my head between his hands and then slowly pushed his hips forward, working his cock down my throat. When I gagged he stopped and allowed me to take a breath, far more grace than he had permitted my wife. "Oh, oh, oh," he chanted as I enveloped his cock in my hungry wet mouth, swirling my tongue around the purple helmeted head. "That's good bitch.

I pegged you for a guy that could suck some dick. Your wife told me all about your little prick, play with it while you suck my big cock." I no longer needed to be powerd. God help me, but I was truly enjoying this male domination and my first ever cock-sucking. I had one hand wrapped around my cock pumping and my other wrapped around his ass to help hold my mouth around his prick. He started walking backwards toward the bed and I crawled forward on my knees still sucking on his cock, never letting it leave my mouth. He sat on the edge and holding my head began fucking his cock into my mouth and down my throat like it was a big, soft, pussy. "That's it cock sucker, swallow that dick. I think you love it more than your wife does if that's possible." I wanted to taste the same cum he'd pumped into my wife. I started milking and massaging his balls with both hands trying to make him cum. "God damn," he bellowed,"you fucking fag, ah, ah, ahhhhhhhh!!!" And I was quickly rewarded with jet after jet of his stringy hot cum filling my mouth and blasting down my throat. But he hadn't finished with me yet. He laid me face down on the bed and took his place behind me, between my legs. He greased his cock and my ass with Vaseline and then slowly began to work it in me. It hurt at first, but he took his time and before long I was taking it all. I couldn't believe how fantastic it felt to be fucked up the ass by another man. Like my wife had, I found myself begging him to fuck me. As he pumped his cock to the bottom of my tight ass he told me that he would use my wife whenever and however he pleased. "I haven't decided yet," he told me, "if I'm going to let you have any. I don't think you deserve her so you might just have to content yourself with my cock and licking her pussy." That was their last day with us and that night I'm sure that my wife indulged herself with Steve again. But I was too exhausted by my own sexual activities to take up my usual post at the top of the stairs. Whatever they did, I'm afraid I and my sister-in-law slept through it all. The next day as Steve and Tammi were leaving, we were all very chummy as though none of us were aware of the others sexual involvements. I suppose that Tammi was truly ignorant of it all, while my wife was only aware of her sexual activity with Steve. While on the other hand Steve and I were both fully aware of not only my wife's betrayal but of my own wimpy inactions when seeing her and then my eventual sexual presentation to him. Steve gave the 'happy announcement' as he left that he had business in the area that would bring him back to our town on a fairly regular and frequent basis. All of this occurred just last week and Steve is due to visit with us again next week. A visit I look forward to with dread and apprehension but also some mixed feeling of potential excitement. Although, I cannot be absolutely certain, I have the distinct feeling that my wife is carrying out Steve's orders in regard to sex with me. Whenever I have wanted to make love to her these last few days she has found a reamister to be unable to do so. On a couple of occasions after I had licked and sucked her pussy, she thanked me but said that she just couldn't reciprocate and that I'd understand soon. I'm almost sure that I'll be enlightened as to what my new sexual role will be with my wife when Steve joins us for the first of many exciting visits to our home!

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Fucked by the New Neighbors


I'm a sexy but "respectable" married lady of 38 but my life changes radically when a hot and uninhibited young couple, in their mid twenties, moves into our neighborhood. He has a gorgeous slim young body and, I am soon to find out, a big beautiful cock, much bigger than my husband's. She too is slim, young, and hot, with almost awkwardly large breasts I can't help staring at.

When the new neighbors first visit our house the sexual energy is practically crackling in the air. Try as I might to stick to the neighborly small-talk, my panties and even my light linen skirt become damp from my sexual excitement. Sitting there on the couch I try to cross my legs and cover my crotch with my hands, but I can feel both the man and the woman looking pointedly between my legs. My husband can tell something's up. And it doesn't help that my nipples begin to harden and bulge obviously beneath my shirt, as big as cherries.

Could it be that both neighbors are feasting their eyes on me? Are they enjoying my arousal? I become terribly embarrassed.

But before I can react my two horny neighbors power me up off the couch and then down to my knees on the floor. Working together, they yank my poor titties up out of my low-cut blouse. They rip off my sheer black bra and start pinching and stretching my big, sensitive nipples. When I call to my husband for help I see that he is enjoying it all and has no intention of rescuing me. Could he have arranged it beforehand with them, or am I being ravaged at the spur-of-the moment, to his obvious enjoyment? I blush, protest, and stutter, but meanwhile my pussy is wetter and more slippery than ever.

They cup my tits in their hands. She starts sucking one big nipple while her husband takes care of the other. They suck me like that a long time while I stroke their hair, my eyes half shut, a lusty smile on my face.

Then, with my wet tits hanging out of my shirt front but otherwise still dressed, I am told to strip their lovely bodies totally nude. The experience is so hot that my inhibitions start melting away and I just want to worship them with my hands and mouth. Oh, those incredible, taut bodies -- I remember being that young and that beautiful! I lavish kisses all over their bodies.

They take turns with me while my watching husband strips naked and strokes his cock. First, the girl bends over and presses her hard nipples into my hungry mouth while the husband tears down my panties and finger fucks me with noisy wet sounds coming from my cunt.

Free of her bra, she has the largest tits I've ever seen, and she presses each breast hard against my face as I suck, nearly sladying me. Then she stands and presses her delicious pussy hard against my face and teaches me how to eat cunt. She gives me lots of firm, demanding instructions of exactly where to lick and suck her, and how fast.

I am enjoying my feast so well that I'm hardly conscious of the young man, who is stripping off the rest of my clothes. While I eat her to orgasm and she humps my face, he yanks off my panties and skirt. Off goes my shirt. My bra falls to the floor. He kneels on the floor behind me, grabs my hips tightly, and presses his cock head against my slippery cunt lips. When I try to sit back on it he pulls it away, teasing, laughing, and insists that I beg for it.

Soon I am talking like a slut: "Oh please give me that beautiful hard cock, I'm begging you, fuck me please, I need your hot cum inside me…" And then I push my face into her pussy again.

He's right behind me, teasing. I reach between my legs and begin lovingly touching his huge cock head, stroking it and trying to guide it into me. "It's so much bigger than my husband's cock, I want every inch of it, please!"

My sounds of begging are interrupted by the girl, who has turned around, spread her legs, and grabbing me firmly by the head, presses my face between her ass cheeks. Eager to please her I start tonguing her asshole and lapping feverishly. I am moving my head and body against her as I lick, and my big tits begin swaying heavily.

The man finally rewards me for my begging by slamming that gorgeous, lovely cock right into me.

I am so wet and slippery I know he must be in heaven. He fucks and fucks me and I meet each stroke with a full, writhing stroke of my own, pivoting my ass and gasping like my husband has never seen me. The power of his cock pushes me forward, into the doggie position, while his girlfriend turns to lie on her back, knees up and legs widely spread, to let me eat her pussy again.

His fucking speeds up, slapping his body noisily against my thighs and ass, my wet cunt making sloppy noises as his head pops in and out. I am soaked. He's soooo good! And each stroke pushes my face into that yummy wet cunt! My tits start jiggling and bouncing uncontrollably with the power and speed of his thrusting cock, and I reach up with one hand to hold my breasts. I lose my balance, falling on my face and chest between her legs, but his grasp of my hips is so strong he picks my knees of the ground and keeps stroking his cock into my wet pussy.

I cum with an intensity I have never known, moaning and "talking dirty" as he continues to ram me. My god, what must I look like to my husban? At last the man releases spasm after spasm of his hot cum, filling me, some of it dripping down my thighs.

Exhausted, I look up to see my husband, still rock hard, enjoying the show.

And I have a surprise for him. "Did you enjoy, that, Dear?" I demand. "Well, then, I'm sure you won't mind cleaning me up!"

Pushing him onto his back, I straddle his face and lower my cum-filled pussy onto him. There is so much cum inside me, some of it is already dripping out onto his face. I sit heavily on his chest, my knees on his arms, and he is practically helpless.

"Open your mouth. Wider. Wider still," I instruct him. "Now eat it all up, Dear. Lick my pussy good and clean up all that juicy cum!" I hear the neighbor couple laugh quietly, obviously a little surprised.

My husband surprises me with how eagerly he cleans my cunt with my mouth, and I slowly masturbate my clit to another orgasm as he licks me. From time to time I stroke his nearly bursting cock, just to keep him horny -- and willing to "do anything" for me!


When my husband is done pleasing me, I casually say to the man, "Your cock is simply gorgeous, and I want it again, please." His cock is still all shining and slippery with my cunt juice, but it is limp -- so I instruct my husband: "Now get his cock ready for me again -- with your mouth!"

My husband is completely willing to do my bidding, and he is soon lying between the man's open legs. He is a bit nervous and clumsy at first but soon he is holding that beautiful cock in his hand and lovingly licking the entire length of it. He opens his lips to suck the great, round head. He is slurping it loudly and hungrily, as if he wants to swallow his load. It is soon absolutely wet with my husband's saliva and is growing bigger and harder. I join my husband and we both simultaneously give the man head. The cock is more than big enough for both of us to play at once -- and what a turn-on!

Meanwhile, the woman starts lapping my pussy and kneading my ass cheeks with her hands. It is a delicious feeling to be touched like that by another woman. "Okay," I say breathlessly, taking my mouth from the neighbor's cock, "I want to fuck it now!"

But my husband is so horny for the other man's cock, he won't let it go, and it's clear from our new neighbor's moaning, twitching and thrusting that he intends to cum in our faces. The man grasps both of us by the hair, powering us to keep blowing him.

So while we both stroke and lap and suck at that massive and beautiful cock, I watch as it begins spurting great white jets of cum -- first right into my husband's face, and then filling and overfilling his mouth as he hastily clamps his lips over the head. All I am able to do is lick up the "extra" that streams down both corners of my husband's mouth.

At last I look down to see that my husband has been so turned on by giving his first blow job that he has orgasmed, and now has his own cum all over himself! I scoop up a slippery handful of it, give one yummy lick, then power the rest of it into his open, panting mouth, saying, "Well Honey, it looks like you're a natural at that!

Exhausted, I exchange luscious french kisses with both the young man and his sexy wife. "And," I say, "it looks like we're both going to enjoy taking good care of our new neighbors..."

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My Wife's Wimp



When all this happened, Sarah was 21 and I 24. She is 5' 2", 36-23-36, with long brown hair, and a beautiful face that makes her look about 16. We had been married for a year, both of us being virgins at the time of our wedding. We were very happy, or so I thought.

A little while ago, Sarah had a call from her lady who lived up north. Apparently, her 45 year old lady Jane was getting married again to a 38 year old black guy called Sam. Jane asked Sarah to go up for the wedding and spend a little time with them I was not invited, because Jane has never liked me, and in fact asked Sarah at our wedding why she had landed herself with such a wimp. This was right in front of me!

"You don't mind do you?" my wife asked. "It's only for a few days, and I would like to be there". I responded that it would be fine.

Sarah had been at her lady's for 4 days when she rang me.

"I am thinking of staying up here for a bit longer" she told me. "Sam's mister Jake is staying here, and we are having a lot of fun."

"How old is Jake, and what are you doing with him?" I asked, with my customary jealousy.

"Well, he's 18, tall muscular and very good looking. Oh, and he has a thick 11" cock" she replied, "You figure out what I am doing with him!" For a few seconds, I was stunned speechless.

"You are not serious?" I exclaimed, panicking.

"Very serious" Sarah responded, "I have had that monster inside me four times already, so you can imagine I am in no hurry to return to your 4" excuse for a cock!" I told her that I would not have this, and that I was coming to collect her immediately.

"Come up if you like" she sneered, "but I will not stop having fun for as long as I want. You know lady hates you, and she has told Sam and Jake what a wimp you are. I think you would find it all very humiliating."

I drove up the same evening, arriving at Jane's house quite late. Jane answered the door, and was less than welcoming.

"Oh it's you" she said, "you had better come in." She led me into the kitchen where her new husband was sitting. "This is Tony" she said to him.

"So this is the husband" laughed Sam, "no wonder Sarah has been spending so much time in Jake's bed!" Jane also laughed at this, telling me that Sarah was in the Lounge.

When I went in, Sarah was sitting on the sofa with Jake. She was dressed only in a small nightdress, and he was naked. They were kissing passionately, and Sarah was stroking his long very erect cock. I said hello to Sarah, thinking they would at least break off, but they continued kissing for a full two minutes, leaving me standing there feeling a complete fool. Finally, she turned to look at me.

"Get Jake and I a glass of orange juice" was all she said, "this is thirsty work." Too shocked to say anything. I went to the kitchen and got the takes. I was followed back into the lounge by Jane and Sam. We all sat there rather awkwardly, with Sarah cuddling Jake, and occasionally whispering in his ear and laughing.

Finally, Jake stood up and announced that it was late, and time he and Sarah went up to bed. I stood up and protested, saying Sarah was my wife and should be relaxing with me. Walking towards me, Jake grabbed me by the shirt and punched me hard in the stomach. I would have dropped to the floor if he had not been holding on to me.

"Hit him again" shouted Jane.

"Oh yes" agreed Sarah, rubbing her pussy. "It really turns me on to see you hit him Jake. Hurt him for me darling, show him that you are my man now, show him what a real man you are!" Jake obliged by thumping me even harder in the stomach, causing me to fall. While I lay clutching my stomach, Sarah walked forward, and pressed her foot hard on my face.

"That is just a sample of what will happen if you do not do exactly as you are told while you are here" she spat. "If you step out of line, the four of us will beat the cuckolds brownie out of you!" I was dragged to my feet, and we all went upstairs. When we reached the bedrooms, Sarah told me that I was to relax in the room between hers and her lady's.

"Don't go to relax yet" Sarah said, "I want you to hear what Jake is doing to me with his huge cock right next door to you. Besides, Mother and I will have a job for you later."

I went into my room, and tried to get comfortable. Before long, I began to hear female cries from either side as the two black men began taking their pleasure from my wife and her lady. My wife was particularly vocal, I could hear her calling out, begging Jake to fuck her harder until she begged for mercy. This went on for some time, until both women came to a screaming orgasm at about the same time. Then it all went quiet.

About five minutes later, I heard my door open and Jane came in, completely naked. My Mother in law has a wonderful figure, and I had secretly fancied her from the moment we met, despite the fact that she treated me with contempt. She beckoned me to get out of bed.

When Sarah entered the room a few minutes later, equally naked, I was on my knees before her lady, licking Sam's cum from her pussy.

"When you have finished there, I have another big load for you!" my wife laughed. I froze.

"But you have no birth control !" I argued.

"I know" she smiled, "isn't it exciting?" All sorts of things went through my mind at the implications of Jake riding my wife bareback.

When I had finished with Jane, I knelt before Sarah, who sat on the bed as I cleaned her pussy with my tongue. All the time they talked as if I were not there. Sarah was saying she wished she had tasted black cock before her marriage, so that she would not have finished up with me. She said now she had, she would not be fucked by a white cock ever again. Jane laughed, saying that that sounded like bad news for her husband. Sarah replied that she could not care less. I felt totally miserable at the prospect of never having my wife's sweet pussy again.

When they were both clean, Jane stood up and said:

"Right Sarah, you had better go and look after your new step man while I take care of his mister." Seeing my expression of incredulity, my wife smiled and informed me that now she and her lady were both sluts to the big black cocks of the man and mister.

"Yes,Tony", she said, "in just four days they have turned your demure wife into a cock hungry whore, who just cannot get enough of that lovely dark meat. Get used to it!"

They informed me that they would not be back that night, as there would be plenty of cum-sucking opportunities for me during the rest of the week. I was left to my fitful relax.

Chapter 2

Next morning, Jane shouted for me to get up and prepare breakfast for all of them. Whilst I was doing this, my wife came into the kitchen wearing only the short nightdress. Putting her arms round me, she rubbed her sexy body up against me, causing me to become erect.

"I bet you wish it had been your cock ramming into me last night don't you?" she asked. "It never will be now, besides between them Jake and Sam have stretched me so much you wouldn't feel anything."

After breakfast, I was told to do the housework while the four of them went shopping and visited the local pub. They returned about three hours later, all a little takes. I sensed I was in for a hard time. Jane whispered something to Sam, and he went upstairs. He returned a couple of minutes later, naked, and sporting a huge erection. Jane took it in her hand, and told me to kneel in front of them.

"You are going to get your cum fresh from the source this afternoon" Jane laughed, and proceeded to stroke Sam's cock in front of my face. Sam indicated after a while that he was about to cum, and Jane grabbed my hair and ordered me to open my mouth. Thick gobs of cum shot into my mouth and down my throat. I had to try hard not to puke.

"Look Sarah", Jane laughed, your husband is nothing but a pathetic cum takeer! It's all he is good for, we had better see that he gets plenty of it".

"Yes" agreed Sarah, "Now crawl over here wimp and take your second load from my lover".I crawled over and knelt in front of Jake.

"It will be different this time" announced Sarah, "you are going to suck Jake's cum out of his cock". The idea of taking another man's cock in my mouth filled me with revulsion.

"Please don't make me" I pleaded.

"Suck it!" yelled Sarah. "I want you on your knees sucking the cock that is now cuckolding you and giving your wife so much pleasure. I want to see you take his cum like the cock sucking, cum takeing little faggot that you really are!" With great distaste, I put Jake's cock into my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head and rammed his cock to the back of my throat, causing me to gag.

"That's it Jake, fetish the little bastard with it!" shouted Sarah. Then as I stated sucking on it she turned to her lady .

"Look, mum, I've made my husband a cocksucker. He is kneeling in front of his wife and Mother in law and sucking on a man's cock. What a pathetic little sissy he is!" I blushed deeply at my wife's cruel words.

After I had drained Jake's cock to the derisive laughter of them all, they went upstairs to relax off the take, leaving me in peace.

Chapter 3

It was early evening when Jake called me up to the bedroom.

"It's time you watched your wife take a real man's cock" he informed me, "get inside".

Sarah was lying naked on the bed, smirking at me. She told Jake that this would be the first time I had seen her cum, as it had never happened all through our marriage. She went on to ask that he fuck her like never before, because she knew it would hurt me badly to have to watch.

Jake sat on the bed, and Sarah knelt before him. She beckoned me to kneel beside her as she took his half-erect cock lovingly in her hand. She began to kiss the head, and lick up and down the shaft.

"I know it has only been a few days Jake" she cooed, "but I have already grown to love this beautiful cock and what it does to me. I never knew what sex was until you put it inside me and made me a real woman. I would do anything to please you, you know that don't you?" Jake grinned his agreement.

"I have never given this treatment to my husband's cock" she went on, "it is too small to deserve it." She was revelling in my offense in front of her lover.

When he was ready, Jake made me lay face upward on the bed, while Sarah straddled me, looking straight into my eyes.

"He is going to fuck me now Tony, he is going to fuck your wife before your eyes, and I am going to love every second. It really turns me on taking his cock in front of you, knowing that it is causing you so much pain" Tears welled up in my eyes at my wife's cruelty.

Jake stood behind Sarah, and rammed into her with a single thrust.

"Oh Jake, you bastard" she gasped "you are filling my cunt in front of my poor cuckold husband, and it feels so fucking good! Look at his crestfallen face, I think he is going to cry!"

Jake stated up a rhythm, and began battering Sarah's cunt hard.

"That's it lover, ram that big dark horsecock into your white slut bitch" Sarah yelled, "make me a slave to it. Empty your balls deep in my unprotected belly and give me a black baby !" I had never heard my wife speak that way before, and each word was like a dagger plunging into me.

After what seemed like an hour, with Sarah constantly screaming and swearing her pleasure, Jake finally announced that he was coming.

"Yes Jake" Sarah yelled, "fill me up, fertilise me, make me pregnant while my wimp husband lays there watching!" She orgasmed again as he filled her with his potent black cum. When he withdrew, she climbed up my body until her cunt was over my mouth and made me swallow the cum that was dripping from it.

That done, I was made to suck Jake clean, and then I was dismissed.

The rest of the week followed the same pattern, and at the end of it Sarah came to me and handed me an envelope.

"You are to go home now Tony" she said. If you wish to stay with me, you will find the rules for the future in here, When you get home read them and decide what you want to do. If you do decide to stay, you will have to give up your job and stay at this house with the four of us. Give me a ring when you have made your decision."

I took the envelope, and drove home feeling very depressed.

Chapter 4

On arriving home, I opened the envelope Sarah had given me and read the contents.

"Rules for remaining as Sarah's cuckold wimp husband.

1. You must wear a chastity device at all times, which will be under the control of Sarah and her lady. This will only be removed when Sarah, her lady or any other ladies wish to enjoy prolonged cock teasing sessions. You will never be permitted to cum.

2. You will be present on each occasion when your wife entertains her lover(s)

3. You will be required to perform permisteral services to Sarah and her lady. These will include cunt lapping and arse licking, particularly when filled with cum. This may be extended to other ladies at the discretion of Sarah and her lady.

4. If required, you will clean the cocks of any lover that Sarah and her lady entertain.

5. Sam and Jake have a number of gay black friends who are particularly partial to white mouth. You will be required to provide blow jobs for them whenever they wish, as well as any other services they may want.

6. Any or all of these rules may be amended at the whim of Sarah and her lady, and new rules may be added without notice."

I read the rules, and did not see how I could live my life under those terms. Each of the rules was repulsive to me. At the same time, I loved Sarah dearly, and could not bear the thought of not seeing her again.

What should I do? Should I go back to a life of slavery to my wife, her lady and the two black men? Or should I break away, and try to start a new life alone?

il semble que l'anglais a définitivement pris le pas sur le français... dommage... bonne continuation

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Une Prof Soumise


Chris Collins était nerveuse et impatiente à la fois. La petite enseignante de lycée de 24 ans aux cheveux d'or se promenât dans la petite maimister qu'ils s'étaient trouvés, elle et mister mari un an auparavant après être partit s'installés au Texas après avoir terminés leurs études supérieurs.

La maimister était propre et lumineuse, mais elle rangeait les cartons en traversant les pièces. Ce n'était que pour cacher mister état de nervosité durant les quatre prochaines minutes qui la séparait de l'heure de cours particulier avec quatre de ses étudiant en mathématique.

Cours particulier. Ce terme allait certainement prendre un nouveau sens ce jour-ci...

Chris se rappelât des évènements des semaines passées. et une sourire d'excitation lui emplit le visage. Elle sentit le sang dans ses lèvres intimes battre en rythme avec mister excitation et repensât aux évènements qui l'avait conduite jusqu'a ce Samedi soir. Elle sentit l'intérieur de mister entrecuisse commencer a mouiller en proportionnalité des autres signes extérieur d'une envie grandissante. Les souvenirs étaient riche et précis. Elle était dans le petit bureau permisternel que sa salle de cours comportait, réorganisant les fournitures que le petit lycée fournissait aux enseignants, tentant de décider ce qu'elle devait faire lorsque les choses prirent une tournure inattendue.

Ce lycée était principalement occupé par des familles de cultivateurs modeste, et la plupart de ses étudiants n'avait pas de crayons ou de papiers pour réaliser ses travaux permisternels. Le lycée bien que pauvre, fournissait une partie du matériel via les fonds fédéraux accordés grâce à la lois "Pas d'Enfant Laissé Derrière".

Pour ce qui était de sa mode vestimentaire typique d'un jour de classe...

Sa robe était suffisamment mince pour coller a sa petite taille pour s'arrêter à mi- mollet. Si elle n'avait pas cette poitrine si ample qui donnait constamment l'impression qu'elle allait faire sauter les boutons de sa robe, elle aurait put être considéré comme une simple bonne femme.

Chris a toujours eu des ennuis a cause de mister large double D de taille de poitrine. Cette dernière avait toujours attiré l'attention de beaucoup d'homme. Elle n'était jamais particulièrement à l'aise avec ce type d'attention que cela lui donnait, mais elle avait finit par s'y habituée et avait trouvait quelques moyens d'éviter leurs attentions lorsque les choses semblaient se corser.

Pourtant il était arrivé, a certains moment qu'elle n'eu pas utilisée ces techniques, parce que certaines de ces rencontre l'avait excitée, plus ou moins consciemment. Certaines de ces rencontre furent plus agressive lui avait donner l'impression d'avoir une partie d'elle plus ouverte. Lorsque les hommes devenaient agressive avec elle, elle n'était presque plus capable de leur sortir des répliques cinglante qui pourtant marchait si bien pour les calmer.

Elle devait préparer sa commande de matérielle pour la première heure de la semaine, elle était donc entrain de compter les rames de papiers, cahiers et crayons... Perdue dans ses pensées, elle n'avait pas entendue Roger entrer dans la petite pièce.

Roger était le portrait type de ses étudiants. Un jeune homme du Texas de l'Est, musclé et endurcit, non pas de leurs séances de sport, mais plutôt des durs journées de travail dans les champs ou les bois de la région. La plupart des garçons et certaines filles partaient dans les champs ou les bois dès qu'ils étaient suffisamment âgées pour s'occuper d'un peu de travail. C'était une nécessité pour augmenter le peu de salaire que récoltait chaque familles.

Roger était également le leader auto proclamé d'un petit groupe de garçons d'origine variés qui, sans être un gang a proprement parler, s'amusaient a sortir dans les quartiers ou les bars de la ville.

Un groupe d'apparence assez rude, leur technique préféré étant l'intimidation des étudiants les plus faibles de l'école.

A vrai dire, il n'avait probablement commis aucun crime plus grave que le tapage nocturne ou le fait de boire en étant mineur.

Lorsque Roger pénétrât dans la pièce, il fermât silencieusement la porte derrière lui. La lumière qui ne pénétrait plus dans la pièce finit par attirer l'attention de Chris et elle se tournât, juste au moment ou Roger s'était placé dans mister dos. La pièce était presque totalement plongée dans les ténèbres, mis a part des petites trilles de lumières passant sous la porte.

Il la levât contre le mur en un rien de temps, mister infériorisant mètre 58 ne faisant pas le poids face a mister mètre 85. Sa main se posât instantanément sur sa bouche et ses yeux la percèrent dans la semi obscurité, presque brillant tel un prédateur, perçant les défenses de Chris.

"Salut, Madame Collins. J'ai attendue ce moment depuis le début de l'année. Je vais retirer ma main de votre bouche. Si vous crier, je serais forcé de vous frapper. Je ne veux pas faire cela, mais je le ferais, alors rester silencieuse et faite ce que je vous dit."

Doucement le solide jeune étudiant retirât sa main de sa bouche et Chris eut l'intelligence de ne pas hurler. elle voulut a gronder à l'adresse du jeune homme afin de récupérer un semblant de contrôle, mais ne put que se taire et endurer mister propre manque d'autorité.

La main qui avait bloqué sa bouche descendit dans mister petit cou et l'entourât. Bien que les doigts ne se refermèrent pas dans le but de lui couper le souffle, mais suffisamment ferme pour la garder coincée contre le mur.

Sa main libre descendit jusqu'au devant de sa robe et empoignât mister sein droit comme un gros melon, a travers le tissu, et commençât a le masser librement.

La main de Chris tentât de prendre le poing actif du garçon et tentât de parler.

"Roger, tu n'est pas supposé être ici, et certainement pas supposé me toucher ainsi."

Ses mots avait été complètement dénués de menace avec le ton qu'elle avait, et Roger n'avait pas réagit en serrant mister cou. Mais la poigne qui malmenait mister sein avait resserre mister étreinte d'une façon bien calculé, qui lançât une douleur électrique a travers sa poitrine, et un frismister d'impuissance à travers la jeune femme.

"Tu a tort. J'irais où je vais et ferait ce que je veux, salope."

Sa poigne continuât de serrer mister sein de plus en plus fort et, après quelque seconde, sa main relâchât simplement mister poigné. Que se soit la douleur, le plaisir de la douleur, ou sa total impuissance due à la situation, la poigne du jeune homme se détendit dès qu'elle arrêtât d'essayer de l'éloigner de mister gros melon.

"Je vois que tu a compris, petite pute. Tu est ma salope maintenant. Tu férat ce que je dirais, et tu me servira comme tout bonne esclave se doit. Est ce que tu à bien compris?"

Ses mots la firent frismisterner. Elle ne savait guère pourquoi, mais elle devait l'avoir. C'était malsain et elle pouvait avoir de gros ennuie si on découvrait cela. Elle ressentait plus que savait, que ses ordres seraient sexuel, et un conflit intérieur se jouât en elle pendant un bref instant avant qu'elle ne réponde. Cela signifierait tromper mister mari, mais c'était un homme faible et inutile, à la fois sexuellement et socialement. Elle se dit que le garçon avait 18 ans et qu'il n'y avait donc rien d'illégal si elle devait lui faire des faveurs sexuelles.

C'était également une *** de mister contrat d'enseignante, qui pourrait signifier la perte de mister emploi, mais le risque en valait la peine. Chris ne s'était jamais sentie aussi euphorique. Après un court instant pendant que ces pensées passèrent dans sa tète a la vitesse du mister, elle lui donnât la bonne réponse.

"Oui, Monsieur."

"Sa, c'est une bonne petite esclave, mais tu répondra oui, Maitre a tout ce que je te dirait."

Sa soumission était total et elle ne pouvait plus rien faire, mis a part se conformer a ses exigences.

Toute idée de moralité ou de respect du contrat avec le lycée avait disparus. Quelque chose en elle s'était réveillée et elle en avait besoin, tout de suite.

"Oui, Maitre."

"Bonne chienne. Tu apprend vite. Je sens que tu Me servira bien."

Roger reculât et la lorgnât alors qu'il lui donnât l'ordre suivant.

"Soulève ta jupe afin que Je puisse voir le corps de ma pute, salope."

Sans hésitation, Chris répondit "Oui, Maitre" et se penchât afin de prendre et lever sa jupe comme Il le désirait. Elle portait des collants qui était très fin et transparent jusqu'a la taille et sa culotte de coton blanc était nettement visible a travers. Elle rougie alors que la coulisse de sa jupe remontât jusqu'a mister menton.

Elle ne pouvait comprendre pourquoi elle rougissait, car elle appréciait être dirigée et se montrer de cette façon. Cela devait être une réaction inconsciente, pensât-elle. Elle sentit les battements de mister cœur battre jusqu'a sa chatte , mister clitoris et ses tétons durcissant sous le regard du garçon, et malgré le fait qu'elle se demandait ce qu'il lui demanderait ensuite, elle désirait inconsciemment qu'il lui fasse faire des choses bien plus dégradantes. Elle n'eut guère a attendre longtemps lorsqu'il se rapprochât a nouveau d'elle.

Sa main partit jusqu'a la limite du collant et se glissât dessous, descendant de plus en plus loin.

"Ecarte tes cuisses, soumise, afin que ton Maitre puisse jouer avec sa petite chatte."

Obéissante, Chris fit glisser l'un de ses pied sur le côté jusqu'a ce qu'il soit écartés de longueur d'épaule. Sa respiration se fit plus poussée tandis que les longs doigts de Roger glissèrent dans le marquage qu'était devenue mister entrecuisse depuis quelques temps. Son doigt plongeât dans l'invitent humidité chaleureuse de sa chatte.

"Je vois que ma petite chienne est contente d'être en la présence de mister Maire."

Elle ne pouvait répondre que d'une façon, même si elle avait eu envie de répondre autrement, ce qui n'était pas le cas.

"Oui, Maitre."

"Tu ne doit plus jamais porte de collant, soumise. Tu achètera des hauts moulants ainsi que des porte-jarretelles et des bas. Tu achètera également des culottes plus sexy, et non plus ces horribles chose que tu porte. Tu doit toujours les porter pour être prête à me servir quand je viens pour t'utiliser."

"Je ferais comme mon Maitre le désir."

Roger retirât sa main de sa culotte et collât ses doigts a ses lèvres tremblantes.

Chris sentit la forte odeur de mister sexe avant de l'entendre lui ordonner de les nettoyer avec sa bouche.

"Nettoyé moi ces jus de trainée de mes doigts, salope."

Asservie et sans même essayer de protester, elle pris le doigts entre ses lèvres et y suçât ses propres secrétions intime comme si elle était entrain de sucer une petite bite.

Roger plaçât ses mains sur ses épaules et commençât a la pousser vers le sol. Chris savait ce que cela signifiait et laissât tomber sa jupe en se mettant a genoux sans protester.

La bosse de mister impressionnante queue dans mister jean était proche de mister visage lorsqu'il parlât.

"Au travail, petite pute."

Alors que ses mains touchèrent sa braguette, elle levât les yeux et répondit "Oui, Maitre." Ses doigts ouvrirent rapidement sa braguette avant de défaire le bouton de mister jean, et en un instant, mister pantalon était a ses genoux, mister boxer suivant le même chemin et Chris se mit a caresser doucement sa queue en demi érection avait de la prendre dans sa petite bouche.

Elle frismisternât de l'arome pleine de sueur et d'urine que dégageait la tête, non pas de manque d'hygiène, mais plus probablement a cause de l'heure avancée qu'il était. Plus encore, cependant, la taille de ce sexe masculin la faisait fondre de désir.

Même si elle n'avait que peut d'expérience à ce niveau, elle savait que mister mari était probablement plus petit que la normal à 12 centimètre. Son élève-Maitre était plus proche des 25 centimètres maintenant qu'il bandait totalement

Submergée par un désir inconscient de plaire à ce mâle dominant et agressif qu'était devenu mister Maitre. Elle remarquât qu'elle avait quelques difficultés à prendre sa queue en gorge pour ce qui était sa première expérience.

Elle le suçât avec passion, le regard remplie d'adoration alors qu'il l'assagissait d'insulte humiliante.

"Suce la, sale petite chienne."

"Tu n'est rien d'autre qu'une sale pute."

"Tu m'obéira tout le temps et tout ce que je t'amènerais également."

"Tu est une sale chienne qui veut être utiliser comme la pute qu'elle est, n'est ce pas ma salope?"

Sa réponse fut automatique. Même si elle y avait réfléchie, elle n'aurait pas était différente.

"Oui, Maitre. Je suis une sale chienne qui veut être utilisée comme la pute qu'elle est, tant que vous l'ordonnerais."

Roger attrapât les côtés de mister visage et commençât a pousser mister bassin en va et viens afin de baiser sa bouche plutôt que de la laisser sucer simplement mister sexe. Chris gémissant de plaisir de la férocité de mister utilisation de mister orifice oral comme si c'était sa chatte. Elle gémit autour de sa queue alors que mister désir ne faisait qu'augmenter.

C'était tellement fou et dégradant , tellement agressif pour elle. Secrètement elle attendait qu'il soit encore plus vulgar avec elle. Elle ne pouvait comprendre ces sentiments, mais ils n'en étaient pas moins réel et elle adorait se sentir ainsi.

Lorsque sa queue explosât dans sa bouche, elle sentit mister propre orgasme balayer mister entrecuisse enfiévré. Elle se mit a avaler sa semence, chose qu'elle avait toujours refusée a mister mari. Elle n'en perdit pas une goutte mis a part les quelques traces aux bouts de sa bouche, qu'elle ramenât dans sa bouche avec ses doigts, après qu'il soit sortie de mister orifice facial asservie.

He remit en place mister pantalon et partie.

"Sois prête chaque jours, parce que je viendrais te réutiliser a nouveau."

"Oui, Maitre."

Cette nuit, Chris s'arrêtât au petit magasin du coin et acheta les bas et culottes comme il le lui avait ordonné.

Le jour suivant, lorsqu'elle remontât sa jupe a mister menton, elle portait fièrement le haut moulant, les porte jarretelles, bas et une culotte de bikini comme elle le devait.

Roger ramenât une chaise dans la petite pièce ce jour-ci et la fit se pencher, remontât sa jupe sur mister dos avant de faire glisser sa culotte a ses genoux afin de pouvoir la baiser.

N'avant jamais été prise par un engin aussi gros, elle eut l'impression de perdre a nouveau sa virginité, qui avait été un événement difficile et triste, alors que cette fois ci, elle frismisternait de bonheur.

Son orgasme fut intense alors que sa queue massive allait et venait avec power dans mister petit corps fragile, et que mister contrôle sur elle devenait encore plus fort. Elle était a présent certain qu'elle serait pour toujours sa petite pute et ferait tout pour lui plaire. C'était en tout cas ce qu'elle pensait a ce moment.

Alors que sa queue se vidât, écoulant sa semence fertile dans sa chatte trempée, elle s'inquiétât un instant de tomber enceinte, mais si être enceinte était une conséquence pour se sentir si bien, qu'il en soit ainsi. Comme si il avait lu mister esprit, il se mit a lui parler de ce sujet précis.

"Je remplirait ton utérus de mon foutre comme la chienne que tu est. Si tu a un enfant, elle sera ma propriété tout comme tu est ma propriété."

Chris se jurat de se mettre à la pilules, mais ne répondit que par un:

"Oui, Maitre."

Il jouit en elle et l'utilise chaque jours depuis lors. Il avait pris sa bouche, sa chatte et mister cul. Elle obéit a tout ce qu'il exigeait d'elle chaque jours, sa soumission grandissante à chaque fois. Elle avait arrêtée de porter des culottes comme il le voulait et, comme désirait, avait rasée sa chatte. La faible brise sur sa chatte a présent déplumée était érotique en soi.

Elle avait commencée par rechigner lorsqu'il avait voulu qu'elle lui nettoyé la queue de sa bouche après l'avoir pris par derrière, ce qu'il eut fait après avoir baisée sa chatte. Cependant, le dégout initial avait rapidement disparut alors qu'elle nettoyait avec envie sa queue souillée, désireuse de lui plaire. En plus c'était vraiment coquin.

Ces pensées passèrent dans mister esprit alors qu'elle attendait mister Maitre et les autres membres de mister gang n'arrivent pour un 'cours particulier'. Elle savait que le seul sujet qu'ils étudierait cette nuit sera la sexualité humaine et la débauche des services de mister esclave et que les maths ne serait point abordés.

Elle ricanât doucement en pensant que le principe d'addition serait quand même étudié. Additionner le nombre de fois où elle serait instrumentalisée et le nombre de sexe ou d'orgasme qu'elle atteindra en servant mister Maitre et ses amis. L'addition était, après tout, un principe mathématique. Elle rigolât a nouveau en y repensant.

Sa tenue n'avait rien de convenable dans les cercles académiques. Son bas était un pantalon baggy coupé a hauteur de cuisse, retenue par un simple cordon autour de la taille. Son haut, un tee shirt coupé juste sous mister ample poitrine. Si elle levait ses bras ne serais ce qu'un petit peu, ses globes mammaires se révèleraient lorsque le tissu remontera légèrement. Elle ne portait ni soutien gorge ni culotte et était pied nue.

Son mari, Jack Collins, avait tenté de l'accoster lorsqu'il l'eu vu vêtue de cette façon plus tôt cet après midi et elle l'avait envoyer balader avec véhémence. accalmée tes ardeurs. J'ai des étudiants qui vienne pour un cours."

"Tu vas donner un cours a des étudiants habillée ainsi?"

"Oui, et tu va aller dans ton bureau et y rester pendant qu'ils seront la."

Il n'osât pas s'opposer a elle, il était encore plus soumis qu'elle ne l'était. Sa vanité masculine l'empêchait de le montrer, mais il le sentait. Quand elle le dirigeait, Jack aimait ce sentiment d'être dominé.

C'était ce qui les avait rapprochée au début, mais ce fut l'origine du mur qui s'étendit entre eux par le temps. Elle avait besoin de domination et pas d'un soumis obéissant.

Il se prit une cannette de bière fraiche afin de ne pas avoir a quitter le bureau.

La maimister était prête et Chris attendit mister Maitre et ses amis a nouveau.

Ils passèrent par la porte arrière, uniquement parce que cela faisait criminel, tout les quatre donnant l'impression de refaire le monde. Roger pénétrât en premier, suivit de Eric, Todd et Jamal. Tous avait 18 ans, sauf Jamal qui en avait 19, ayant redoublé a deux reprise en primaire, jusqu'a ce qu'ils découvrent et soigne sa dyslexie.

Eric était Mexicain était tout aussi rude. Il était plutôt petit, un air de "Petit Napoléon" et était très nerveux. Il était vêtue en Cholon, les cheveux court. Ses muscles visible sous le t shirt serré , la peau bronzée. Jamal était un Noir Américain a la peau très sombre.

Todd était un jeune homme de taille moyenne, bien moins musclé. Il n'aurait pas fait partie du trio si il n'avait été le cousin de Roger. Il ressemblait plus a un jeune accro informatique.

Son apparence de gentil garçon servait lorsqu'il fallait boire des bière avec de fausses cartes d'identités.

Chris ouvrit la porte arrière et se tient sur le coté tandis que les 4 garçons entraient. Ils reluquèrent mister corps presque nue. Chris rougie profondément face à l'évidente envie qui passait dans les yeux de ces élèves de terminale, mister jus intime s'écoulant sur ses cuisses...

Même si elle rougissait de mister embarrât, sa chatte battait du sang de sa convoitise. Elle aurait aimée pouvoir porter une culotte, parce qu'elle pouvait sentir sa mouille s'écouler de mister antre et commencer a imprégner ce qu'il restait de mister short, entre ses cuisses.

Roger se mit au centre de la petite cuisine et se tournât vers Chris , ses trois acolytes alignés comme des soldats derrière lui.

Lorsque Chris tournât le dos à la porte, après avoir fermée la porte à clé et tirant les rideau, Roger lui adressât la parole.

"Viens ici, ma chienne" Dit il, pointant le sol face a lui.

Chris rougie alors qu'elle répondit. Même si il l'appelait toujours ainsi et que Chris adorait le titre et ce qu'il promettait, il ne l'avait jusqu'a présent utilisés qu'entre eux. L'offense d'être appelée sa chienne devant les autres garçons était embrassant pour la jeune prof, mais l'offense faisait partie de la récompense a venir. La promesse de sa domination par ce titre qui lui était apposé la forçat a obéir et elle répondit de façon appropriée alors qu'elle pris la place indiquée.

"Oui, Maitre."

"Je suis content de ton apparence." Dit il en montrant d'un geste de la main ses vêtements coupés.

"Merci Maitre." Répondit-elle, puis mister asservissement atteignant mister summum, elle risquât un commentaire supplémentaire.

"J'espérait que cela Vous plairait de me voir vêtue comme sa trainée que je suis, prête a être utilisée par Vous, plutôt que dans ma tenue ringarde de classe." Elle sourit en finissant mister commentaire.

Observant les trois autres jeunes hommes, elle vie leur convoitise dans leurs yeux et les déformation au devant de leur pantalons. La démarche suivante de Roger allait compléter ce désir et le jeux pourrait continuer.

"Lève tes bras de tes côtés." Ordonnât il.

Obéissante, Chris soulevât ses bras de ses flancs jusqu'au niveau de ses épaules. Le T-shirt coupé se soulevât avec ses bras et les globes pendants de mister imposante poitrine s'échappèrent par le dessous de leur cocons. Si ses mamelons n'avait pas était si dur de mister excitation, ils n'auraient pas empêches le T short de se soulever encore plus haut, et ses grosses mamelles aurait était libérée entièrement de toute entrave. Roger fit un petit pas en avant qui couvrit la faible distance qui les séparaient.

"Je suis ravi." Lui dit il alors que sa main caressât délicatement sa joue. Sa main se mit a descendre doucement jusqu'a mister cou jusqu'a ce qu'elle atteigne le bord de mister T-shirt et ses doigts passèrent sous le tissu. Agrippant fermement le T-shirt, il tirât d'un coup le tissu vers le bat et, le bout de tissu que représentait le T-shirt se déchirât avant de glisser du torse de Chris

"Oh!!" glapissant Chris face à l'acte inattendu du garçon. Son émoi n'était pas dû à la peur ou a une émotion, sauf mister désir sexuelle, peut être.

Elle rougie furieusement alors que mister torse fut révélée, libérée du cocon que représentait mister haut, devant toute l'assemblée. Ses tétons déjà durcît et pointant, comme des mines de gomme sortant de ses auréoles sombres, grossissant encore plus face à la fraicheur de l'air et de par mister excitation, enflammée par sa demi-nuditée. La peau de sa poitrine toujours aussi rosée et vive de par mister jeune âge, ressemblant a deux melons jumeaux sur mister torse, ses tétons pointant vers le ciel a 45 dégrées.

Son buste se soulevant et retombant frénétiquement, tout comme mister désir grandissant, poussant les deux monts a faire de même. Quoi que momentanément embarrassée, elle s'était abandonnée à mister désir et à sa soumission envers mister Maitre.

Roger n'avait cependant pas finit avec mister effleurage.

Il fit glisser ses doigts sur mister sa poitrine, puis jusqu'a mister nombril avant d'atteindre l'élastique qui entourait sa taille. il tirât le fil du nœud qu'elle avait fait lorsqu'elle s'était vêtue.

A présent non retenue par l'élastique, le short de Chris tombât immédiatement a ses genoux. Son rougissement empirât alors qu'elle remuât des genoux pour qu'il tombe a terre, puis s'en extirpant, un pied après l'autre. Puis d'un coup de pied, elle l'envoyât rejoindre le top que Roger lui avait retirée, tombé sur le sol.

Son embrassement ne fut que de courte durée alors qu'elle se tenait nue comme le jour de sa naissance devant les yeux reluquer de ses étudiants. Sa chatte rasée et ses seins pendants exposées, la firent se sentir comme sa chienne qu'elle était devenue et comme la pute qu'elle voulait être.

Levant ses yeux sur Roger, pour la première fois totalement nue devant mister regard, elle ouvrit la bouche.

"Mon Maitre est-il heureux de ce qu'il a?"

Sa réponse lui donnât la réponse et la fierté qu'elle recherchait.

"Oui, Salope. Viens me sucer."

Sans hésitation, elle se laissât tomber a genoux et retirât la queue de Roger de mister antre. Le prenant dans sa bouche avide, elle commençât a laisser la bête trépident qu'il avait entre les jambe en bouche jusqu'a sa gorge. Ses capacités ne passèrent pas inaperçu par les autres. Jamal fut le premier a parler.

"Regardez cette salope sucer une vrai bite. Elle est meilleure que toute les pute que j'ai déjà vu."

Jamal massait mister entrejambe en parlant, visiblement excité par la vision salace de sa prof de maths suçant avec passion mister ami Les trois garçon commençait a se branler doucement a travers leur jean.

Roger retirât toute restriction qui pouvait encore retenir les autres en leur faisant geste d'y aller.

Jamal s'accroupie a cotée de la fervente jeune prof suceuse blonde et s'emparât du sein le plus proche.

Todd fit de même de l'autre côté et se mit a sucer passionnément le gros sein de la jeune blonde en le prenant en bouche. Eric se mit derrière elle.

"Il faut que je bouffe cette chatte." Dit il en se mettant sur le sol derrière elle avant de glisser entre ses jambes et commencer a s'attaquer de la langue a la petite chatte de sa prof, passant sa langue de mister clito a mister petit cul en vas et viens. commençant a baiser de sa langue sa chatte copieusement trempée a chaque passage.

Avec Jamal qui malmenait sans vergogne un de ses seins, Todd suçant et léchant tendrement l'autre, et Eric faisant un travail efficace de sa chatte enfiévrée, Chris redoublât d'efforts sur la queue de Roger. Elle commençât a baver alors qu'elle embrassait avec vigueur mister gros engin , la faisant aller et revenir dans sa bouche et sa gorge.

Lorsque Jamal se penchât et mordit mister téton raide du mamelon qu'il massait avec aragne, la douleur se transformât immédiatement en un orgasme léger grâce au lien entre ses seins sensible et sa chatte de même érogénéité. Elle gémit bruyamment face a l'accélération du plaisir que cela provoquât.

Ses efforts oraux sur la queue de Roger devinrent tel qu'il se vidât dans mister avide bouche quelque instant plus tard. Il se mit a pousser un gémissement tout ce qu'il y a de plus bestial alors que ses couilles se vidèrent dans sa bouche.

"Oh ouais, bouffe ma queue sale trainée."

Lorsque Roger sortie mister sexe de sa bouche et s'éloignât de Chris pour s'assoir a une chaise a quelque centimètre de là, Jamal prit sa pace. Libérant mister sexe de mister caleçon il se mit face a elle et dit :

"Je doit tester cette petite bouche. Suce la moi, sale chienne." Le monstre de Jamal était énorme. Facilement 30 centimètre, pour une circonférence faisant a peu pré la taille d'un bras humain. et il n'était pas complètement rigide.

Se tournant pour regarder mister Maitre se tenant a quelque pas de là et recevoir mister approbation, Roger hochât légèrement la tête.

Sans hésitation, Chris pris ce sombre serpent en main et commençât a le branler pour finir de le faire raidir, sortant sa petite langue pour humidifier et nettoyer sa tête avant d'ouvrir sa bouche autant que possible et le prendre en bouche il fallut plusieurs essais à la jeune prof, mais après quelques minute elle le prenait totalement en bouche et c'était a Jamal de gémir. Mais il finit par vouloir plus que sa bouche asservie.

Se retirant de sa bouche accueillante, il s'assit sur une chaise de cuisine a proximité. Il lui incitât de la main a le suivre, et elle s'avançât jusqu'a lui sur ses genoux, a quatre pattes, obéissante. Elle pensait qu'il allait simplement s'assoir et apprécier mieux encore les charmes de sa bouche, et elle repris donc mister sexe en main, mais Jamal avait d'autres idées en tête.

Il se penchât en avant pour la prendre par les aisselle et lever mister petit corps. Il la fit tourner afin que mister dos rencontre mister thorax, la poussant plus prêt de lui, puis ses jambes écartèrent les siennes, la rapprochant encore plus de mister corps. Ses jambes s'écartèrent autour des siennes, chacune d'entre elles collées a celles de Jamal, sa chatte trempée proche de mister monstrueux engin , commençant a envahir sa chatte , la faisant doucement descendre sur sa queue.

Lorsque la grosse tête de mister engin, facilement aussi grosse qu'une boule de billard, touchât sa chatte et que ses lèvres intimes s'écartèrent pour entourer le sexe flasque de l'homme, commençant a presser l'entrée de sa petite chatte serrée, Chris ne put que haleter et retenir sa respiration alors que le bout glissait doucement dans mister entre trempée de mister jus de jeune fille.

Lorsque Jamal relâchât la tension des muscles de ses bras et qu'elle coulissât sur lui, prenant 25 centimètres de sa queue dans sa toute petite chatte, que ses pieds touchèrent enfin le seule, lui permettant d'arrêter sa descente, elle haletât comme une petite chienne, le souffle court face a cette intrusion soudaine. Jamais encore la jeune femme n'avait été si écartelée par une bite. Roger était très gros, mais même lui disparaissait en comparaimister de l'immense queue noir empalant mister corps a présent.

Lorsque Jamal la soulevât légèrement avant de la refaire coulisser sur sa queue, faisant pénétrer les 10 derniers centimètres dans mister tunnel déjà remplie, mister souffle lui fut coupée, comme si la soudaine invasion avait poussée sa queue a presser contre ses poumons, ou que quelqu'un l'avait frappée à l'abdomen.

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Histoire terminée ??
Merci pour ce texte en français, bonne continuation.

Oui fini (en tout cas j'ai pas la suite)

Mon épouse soumise à mister client


Ma femme et moi sommes un couple tout à fait normal, une vie épanouie et une sexualité devenue routinière au fil des ans tout en nous laissant aller parfois à quelques fantaisies entre nous. Nos activités professionnelles (tous les deux à notre compte) nous amènent à parfois travailler depuis notre domicile et à y recevoir des clients. J'ai un bureau à l'étage de notre appartement en duplex et mon épouse, Marie, en dispose d'un au RC.
Un jour, une modification de mon emploi du temps m'a amené à repousser un déplacement et à rentrer en pleine journée. Je travaillais sur mon ordinateur lorsque je l'ai entendue rentrer, comme elle n'était pas seule (surement un client) je n'ai pas voulu la déranger et je ne me suis pas manifesté en restant le plus discret possible car on entend tout d'un étage à l'autre. Je les entendais parler sans vraiment écouter quand mon attention a été happée par leur conversation. L'homme (je l'ai su plus tard, il avait la cinquantaine) lui faisait des compliments sur le professionnalisme de sa proposition technique, et a ajouté que
"Malgré le tarif élevé si votre prestation est aussi généreuse que semble être votre poitrine je pourrais me laisser tenter"...
Il y a eu un blanc, je connais mon épouse elle devait être vraiment mal à l'aise car elle est assez prude et complexée par sa forte poitrine, un 90 bonnet E qui parait d'autant plus gros qu'elle a une taille assez fine mais à ses yeux, ses seins mistert trop gros, trop lourds et trop mous (moi j'adore). Elle porte d'ailleurs toujours des tailleurs assez stricts, chemisier fermés jusqu'en haut pour les dissimuler autant que possible. De mon bureau je ne pouvais bien sur rien voir mais je l'imaginais très gênée ... Je m'apprêtais à intervenir si l'homme se faisait insistant malgré la sérieuse remise en place par mon épouse qui, j'imaginais allait intervenir sous peu ... malheureusement (ou heureusement ?) rien ne s'est déroulé comme j'imaginais ! À la place des protestations de mon épouse, je l'ai entendu très clairement répondre
"Si vous vous laissez tenter vous ne serez pas déçu, vous pourriez en avoir encore plus qu'il n'y parait" !
Je n'en revenais pas, mon épouse Marie si coincée, si timide quand il s'agit de sexe devait avoir mal compris ! Mais la suite m'indiqua que non et se livrait volontairement au charme de cet homme. Celui ci encouragé par la réponse de ma femme ajouta
"des paroles, des paroles, je veux en être sûr avant de signer, il faut que je puisse juger par moi même de la générosité et de la souplesse de ce que vous me proposez... humm oui comme ça, c'est bien ouvre ta veste, non garde tes lunettes, mais oui c'est peut être vrai, il semble y en avoir beaucoup plus sous ton chemisier quand tu ne caches pas tes trésors sous ton tailleur ... laisse moi toucher oui c'est bien tu es très docile, humm c'est vrai ils mistert énormes, tu aimes que je te les caresses, laisse moi ouvrir ton chemisier que je puisse mieux voir tes gros seins ... mais oui c'est incroyable ce mistert de vrai melons bien murs humm ta peau est douce, mets tes mains dans le dos, continue à te laisser faire, je vais enlever cet horrible soutien gorge qui cache tout ça, hoo oui magnifique mais tu as de véritables mamelles de déesse humm tu aimes ça hein que je te les malaxe ça te plait, donne moi ta bouche ...".

Je devenais fou de jalousie mais en même temps je bandais comme rarement ! Je les imaginais s'embrasser à pleine bouche pendant que ce salaud pétrissait les grosses loches de ma femme ! Après ce baiser, l'homme a commencé à parler à mon épouse de façon plus autoritaire et plus crue. Il savait que maintenant elle devait être excitée et se laisserait faire sans protester, il avait compris à sa passivité et à mister silence que sous une apparence de rigueur professionnelle elle était en fait assez docile et soumise, ce dont je n'avais jamais vraiment profité, ayant peur d'aller trop loin.

- "Marie tu es une sacré salope, tu te laisses ploter les outres comme ça chez toi alors que tu es mariée, tu es une bonne salope regarde comme ils mistert gonflés, tu aimes ça hein te faire malaxer tes mamelles de vache laitière ?"
- "hoo mon dieu j'ai si honte je ne devrais pas vous laisser faire mais oui c'est vrai j'aime ça, vous me rendez folle"
- "allez fout toi à poil maintenant que je regarde le reste ... humm tu as un très beau cul, donne moi ta culotte ... mais elle est trempée ! Tu fais la femme fidèle bcbg mais tu es une truie en chaleur avoue, pose ton pied sur la chaise, voilà comme ça, caresse ta chatte ... oui comme ça branle toi, ça te plait hein ? Avoue que tu es une salope !"

Je n'en pouvais plus, je ne les voyais pas mais je pouvais imaginer Marie à poil offerte en train de se branler les mamelles exhibées devant ce pervers qui en profitait. J'étais partagé entre l'envie de descende pour le foutre dehors et faire une scène à ma femme et celle de me branler en continuant la suite ... je suis resté dans mon bureau, sortant ma bite pour me branler lentement en écoutant silencieusement ma femme lui répondre

- "hoo oui vous avez raimister je suis une salope, j'ai la chatte en feu regardez comme je me branle pour vous, hoo mon dieu si mon mari me voyait, j’ai tellement honte et en même temps je n'ai jamais été aussi excitée faites moi tout ce que vous voulez je suis à vous"
- "oui tu es à moi, tu es ma salope, ma pute même, vas y branle toi la chatte encore et masse toi tes grosses outres pendantes ... oui comme ça regarde comme je bande, tu as vu le morceau ? Regarde ce que tu vas prendre"

- "hoo lala elle est énorme monsieur, elle est deux fois plus grosse que celle de mon mari"
- "allez assez parlé putain, penche toi en avant suce... hummm oui c'est bon tu as une bouche à sucer et tu peux être sure que tu vas en bouffer de la queue avec moi, j'adore me faire sucer par des femmes à lunettes, hoo oui ma grosse salope continue tu aimes ça hein te faire ramoner la bouche pendant que je te malaxe les mamelles"

Il a continué à l'insulter en se faisant sucer pendant un bon moment, non seulement il avait une grosse queue mais en plus il durait beaucoup plus longtemps que moi le salaud ! De mon coté je continuais à me branler et j'ai éjaculé sur mon bureau avant que ma femme ne termine de le sucer. J'avais honte de moi, de me laisser cocufier sous mon propre toi et en même temps je n'y croyais toujours, pas, Marie ma femme si amoureuse et si prude était en train de sucer un inconnu chez nous ! Au bout d'un moment, il lui a dit de poser ses mains sur mister bureau et il a du se mettre derrière elle .

- "ho putain tu suces bien, j'adore te fourrer ma grosse queue jusque dans la gorge mais maintenant on va passer aux choses sérieuses, lève toi tourne toi, c'est bien, tu sens ma grosse bite contre tes fesses ... vas y penche toi en avant et pose tes coudes sur le bureau, écarte bien les cuisses, voilà c'est bien, putain tu as la chatte qui dégouline, humm oui ça rentre tout seul, tu la sens ma bite qui rentre là ? T’aime ça te faire défoncer les mamelles pendantes sous toi hein ? humm oui vas y laisse toi aller, prends ça, t'aime aussi te faire claquer le cul hein"
- "hoo mon dieu, oui hoo elle est grosse, allez y oui humm fessez moi je le mérite, je suis votre pute en chaleur baisez moi, ouii hoo défoncez moi la chatte, haaa oui malaxez mes grosses mamelles ... haa c'est bon hoo je vais jouir ...hooo haaa"

En écoutant ma femme se faire baiser, gifler le cul et en réclamer, je me suis remis à bander à nouveau et à me branler. Tout en m'astiquant, j’essuyais de mes doigts mon sperme sur mon bureau et le portait à la bouche. Par le passé, j'en avais déjà eu envie après m'être branlé seul, mais quand l'excitation retombait je n'osais pas le faire. J'écoutais ma femme se faire insulter et jouir en me pinçant les tétons et lorsque le gars a joui en la traitant de grosse truie, de vache laitière, de sac à foutre et j'ai éjaculé une deuxième fois sur mon bureau en imaginant le faire sur le visage de mon épouse, honteux, jaloux et en même temps, me demandant comme j'allais gérer la situation. Après avoir joui, le gars a dit à Marie

- humm oui reste comme ça, j'adore remplir de foutre une bourgeoise mariée, je vais garder ta culotte et ton sg en souvenir
- je heu d'accord mais vous ne direz rien à permisterne hein ? Je heu je me suis laissée aller mais j'aime mon mari (déjà ça de pris) et je ne voudrais pas avoir de problèmes, je heu c'est la première fois que je le trompe (ouf)
- on verra ça oui... mais là je dois filer, j'ai des choses à faire, je ne dirai surement rien à permisterne mais on va se revoir, il faut que je relise le contrat avant de le signer, ça me donnera l'occasion de réfléchir et de te remplir la chatte ou la gorge, peut être même le cul. Je pense que je vais ajouter au contrat des réunions hebdomadaires pendant les six mois à venir pour vérifier l'avancée de votre prestation, comme ça tu auras ta dose de grosse queue régulièrement, j'espère que tu ne croyais pas que j'en resterais là !
- Je heu bien monsieur, mais je vous en supplie ne dites rien à permisterne

Je sentais que malgré mister infidélité ma femme m'aimait, c'était le plus important pour moi, et qu'elle regrettait peut être même, mais maintenant elle était coincée, si elle voulait mister contrat et garder mister image de femme fidèle, elle devait se livrer à cet homme...

- Je te laisse, lave toi la chatte avant que ton mari rentre, avec la dose que je viens de te mettre ça va dégouliner un moment sur tes cuisses hahaha. Tu dois avoir quand même honte de toi de tromper ton mari j'imagine, mais bon quand on est une salope aussi chaude, on sait mentir à mister mari. Je reviens la semaine prochaine arrange toi pour pouvoir me recevoir !

Et il est parti, je ne savais pas quoi faire, descendre lui dire de faire sa valise ou continuer à faire comme si je n'étais pas là ... mais à un moment je l'ai entendue pleurer, je suis descendu et était là toujours à poil penchée en avant sur mister bureau. Quand elle m'a vu descendre les escaliers elle a compris que j'étais là depuis le début. Elle sanglotait de plus belle en me regardant, alors je me suis approché d'elle, nue, mon dieu qu'elle était belle ainsi, les mamelles lourdes, pendantes, les cuisses ouvertes, du sperme débordant de la chatte coulant sur une cuisse. Je me suis mis à coté d'elle, j'ai posé ma main sur ses reins, l'ai remontée doucement vers sa nuque pendant qu'elle se redressait et je l'ai prise dans mes bras tandis qu'elle me disait qu'elle m'aimait plus que tout, qu'elle regrettait, qu'elle ne savait pas pourquoi elle s'était laissé faire (en le provocant un peu aussi!) et on s'est embrassés longuement. Je sentais ses larmes salées sur ses lèvres mais aussi une odeur et un gout de bite ! Je lui caressais le dos doucement, puis sans le préméditer j'ai passé ma main sur ses cotes et l'ai remontée pour prendre un sein en main, le palper lentement mais plus fort que je ne le faisais d'habitude ... Je bandais comme un âne ! Alors je lui ai dit que moi aussi je l'aimais, que ce n'était pas grave et ma main est descendue vers mister sexe poisseux, je l'ai branlée. Elle me regardait étonnée au début puis a commencé à respirer fort, à gémir doucement puis m'a embrassé fougueusement en déboutonnant mon jean et s'est jeté sur ma bite qui bandait à nouveau alors que jamais je ne l'ai baisée deux fois de suite, et m'a sucé comme jamais, longtemps pendant que je caressais ses gros seins et ses fesses. Sans rien dire, je me suis positionné derrière elle et je me suis enfoncé en elle. Ma queue est rentrée d'un coup, je sentais sa chatte dilatée, pleine du jus d'un autre et je l'ai pistonnée plus longtemps que jamais en la faisant jouir 2 fois avant d'éjaculer en elle mélangeant mon foutre à celui de mister client.

Nous nous sommes pris dans les bras, épuisés en nous caressant tendrement. Elle me disait qu'elle m'aimait que ce n'était pas grave si elle ne signait pas mister contrat qu'elle se refuserait à d'autres avances de la part de cet homme et moi, sans comprendre pourquoi je disais cela, je lui ai dit "tu sais ma chérie, j'ai entendue comme tu as joui avec cet homme, plus que jamais avec moi ! Et puis on a pris beaucoup de plaisir tous les deux après ... si tu le souhaites, même un peu, tu peux recommencer ... et moi je serai en haut à attendre qu'il parte pour te rejoindre ... Le temps qu'elle répondre m'a paru une éternité, non seulement j'étais cocu, mais je venais de lui dire qu'elle pouvait continuer. Je me sentais nul, jusqu'à ce que je la vois sourire et répondre "on fera comme tu veux mon amour, si tu me le demandes je le laisserai me baiser comme une salope, me traiter de sac à foutre et me baiser comme une putain"

Après avoir entendu mon épouse timide et coincée accepter les avances de mister client, m'être branlé en l'écoutant se faire insulter et baiser sans ménagement, ensuite la rejoindre pour mélanger mon sperme à celui qui dégoulinait de sa chatte en massant ses grosses tétines et enfin l'encourager à continuer à faire la pute pour cet homme je me sentais vraiment humilié mais excité comme jamais. Ce jour là on a pris une douche et on a repris notre boulot chacun dans mister bureau mais le travail n'a pas beaucoup avancé ce jour là. Je me demandais si mister client allait vraiment revenir la baiser toutes les semaines pendant 6 mois, si j'arriverais à être présent à chaque fois caché dans mon bureau ou si parfois elle serait seule avec lui ... bref je découvrais le cocufiage volontaire et ses turpitudes. Les jours suivants on a pas osé en reparlé même si on y pensait tout le temps tous les deux, nous en étions presque à agir comme s'il ne s'était rien passé tout en sachant que cela ne faisait que commencer. Les soirs on baisait comme jamais et je me laissais aller à mon tour à la traiter de putain soumise, de sac à foutre et elle de répondre
- oui je suis une putain mais ça te plait d'écouter mon client m'insulter hein ? Et de venir me prendre dans tes bras la chatte pleine de mister jus quand il est parti ?
et j'avouais ! Le lundi soir suivant quand je suis rentré on s'est embrassé normalement et d'un ton presque détaché elle m'a dit
- au fait Claude Dubois (mister client) a téléphoné, il m'a juste dit qu'il venait demain matin pour le contrat et qu'il ne resterait pas longtemps ... il n'a fait aucune allusion, je crois qu'il est aussi gêné que moi de ce qui s'est passé. Tu veux être là, enfin comme la dernière fois ? Si ça se trouve il me présentera ses excuses je n'en sais rien ... et s'il recommence tu veux toujours que .. heu enfin que je le laisse faire ?
- et bien je ne sais pas trop, c'est vrai qu'on trouve ça excitant tous les deux je crois hein, mais il ne faudrait pas que ça brise quelque chose entre nous ... je devais partir en déplacement à l'aube mais je vais rester jusque midi et puis on verra bien quand il viendra qu'est ce que t'en pense ?
Au fond de moi j'aurais voulu qu'il soit déjà là et le regarder ordonner à mon épouse de se branler devant lui, la prendre en levrette et voir comment il lui malaxait les outres. Je bandais comme un âne à l'avance mais j'ai fait semblant de rien. J'étais sûr que pour Marie c'était pareil même si j'avais encore du mal à faire le rapprochement entre l'épouse prude et timide avec qui je partageais ma vie et la salope en chaleur que j'avais entendue réclamer de se faire défoncer et avouer qu'elle était une putain ! Le soir on ne s'est pas touché, je pense que nous étions tous les deux gênés de se laisser aller à cet adultère librement consenti. Lundi matin, nous sommes tous les deux tendus, Marie porte une robe d'été boutonnée sur le devant, il fait une chaleur à crever... ça misterne, elle ouvre
- ho bonjour monsieur Dubois entrez, est ce que vous voullez un café ?
- non merci je suis pressé, je suis venu vous apporter votre contrat, je n'ai rien modifié, lisez le ...
A ce moment je me suis dis que tout était fini et que cette partie de baise entre ma femme et mister client allait se transformer en un souvenir dont au fur et à mesure du temps nous nous demanderions s'il a été vrai ou pas ... jusqu'à ce que ...
- au fait si, j'ai tout de même ajouté comme nous en avons convenu un paragraphe sur les visites hebdomadaires pour vérifier l'avancement du projet. J'ai mis ça dans une annexe, j'aimerais que vous me la lisiez que je sois sur de ne rien avoir oublié, ensuite vous la signerez ou pas ...
- Je heu oui monsieur Dubois je heu heu je cherche l'annexe, ha la voici je vous la lis : Annexe 1 au contrat de prestation entre Marie ... et Claude Dubois, entreprise X. Le contrat de prestation conclu entre les parties implique de la part de Claude Dubois, le paiement de la somme de XXXXX euros. De mister coté Marie ... réalisera les prestations décrites au contrat. Pendant toute la durée de la prestation soit 6 mois, Marie ... présentera l'avancement des réalisations une fois par semaine à mister bureau. Lors de ces rencontres celle ci accèdera à toutes les exigences de mister client. Marie ... étant une putain elle devra obéir aux attentes quelles qu'elles soient : sexuelles, vestimentaires etc... En cas de désobéissance, le contrat sera annulé et ne pourra donner lieu à aucune compensation.
Tout ce que j'avais entendu soufflait le chaud et le froid, une fois je pensais que tout revenait à la normale, une fois qu'il allait refaire d'elle mister amante, puis la lecture du contrat me rassurait (ou me faisais perdre espoir de continuer à savoir mon épouse soumise aux désirs vicieux d'un autre homme) enfin la dernière phrase misternait froidement, ma femme était une putain soumise et ce pendant 6 mois une fois par semaine !

La voix de Marie s'était presque étranglée en lisant la fin de l'annexe au contrat mais elle ne protesta pas et quand mister client lui proposa de signer j'ai eu beau attendre un refus ... rien sauf :
- Voilà monsieur Dubois c'est signé
- Bien, bien, bien, alors comme ça c'est officiel hein ? Une grosse pute voilà ce que tu es ! J'imagine que tu ne souhaites pas que ton mari ou tes autres clients soient au courant ?
- non monsieur
- alors il va falloir non seulement être très obéissante mais aussi faire du zèle tu comprends ?
- oui monsieur
- ce qui veut dire que désormais tu sera une ... une quoi ?
- je heu une pute monsieur
- ha non pas seulement c'est trop léger, sois plus imaginative, devance mes désirs allez une ...?
- une grosse pute soumise monsieur.

Dans mon bureau je m'astiquais déjà, j'étais debout devant mon bureau le pantalon sur les cuisses la bite dressée et je me branlais d'une main et j'alternais de l'autre en me caressant les couilles et en me pinçant un téton. Je voulais attendre pour jouir et j'ai bien fait !

- Alors puisque tu es une grosse pute soumise approche toi de moi, penche toi en avant pour me montrer tes mamelles par ton décolleté, oui c'est bien j'aime me détendre en malaxant de la chair molle mais tu vas tout de suite enlever ton sg, je me tourne pour ne pas te voir, enlève tout ce que tu as sous ta robe et préviens moi quand tu as fini.
- voilà j'ai finis monsieur
- c'est bien reviens vers moi, penche toi ! Comme ça oui humm j'adore les mamelles pendantes comme ca ouvre trois boutons, oui comme penchée en avant elles pendent bien tes mamelles de vache, allez caresses toi les, continue malaxe les bien fort, tu aimes ça te pétrir les outres hein ? Ton mari doit te le faire souvent avec la paire que tu as, il est plutôt du genre puceau caresseur ou mâle pétrisseur ?
- ho monsieur humm oui j'aime ça, mon mari est plutôt du genre puceau caresseur, il me les palpe parfois mais bien moins bien que vous la dernière fois, vous m'avez fait découvrir un nouveau plaisir.
- c'est bien j'aime que tu me parles de ton intimité, allez continue pendant que je relève ta robe sur tes reins, ho lala mais tu as la chatte trempée grosse truie, ça dégouline sur tes cuisses
- humm hooo oui c bon caressez moi la chatte j'aime ça je suis une vraie cochonne vous avez raimister, j'ai tellement envie que vous me ramoniez
Jamais je n'avais entendu mon épouse parler comme ça et j'en ai éjaculé dans ma main de plusieurs giclées mais j'ai continué à me branler lentement sans débander, j'étais prêt à tout et si mon épouse m'avait appelée pour me demander de venir sucer mister amant j'y serais allé ! Mais elle ne pensais pas à moi une seconde !
- avant de te saillir tu vas déjà me sucer sale pute, allez active toi, je t'ai déjà dis qu'avec moi tu allais bouffer de la queue, oui c'est bien pompe moi j'adore les femmes mariées à lunettes qui sucent mais prends la moi plus profond je veux que tu t'empales sur ton gosier humm oui tu es une bonne pute, lève les yeux vers l'objectif que je puisse avoir de beaux souvenirs (je l'ai su plus tard par Marie mais il l'a prise en photo à de nombreuses reprises avec mister téléphone, que ce soit en train de le sucer en se tenant les seins, les mains dans le dos ou ensuite par le coté en la baisant en levrette); humm oui tu commence à te débrouiller je pourrais même te prêter à des clients à moi, il faudra qu'on organise ça, tu dira à ton mari que tu es invitée à apéro amuse gueule comme ça tu n'aura pas à mentir hahaha houu humm sale pouffiasse tu mets les bouchées doubles hein ça t'excite l'idée de faire la pute pour mes clients ouiii humm allez tourne toi, mets tes mains dans le dos pendant que je te baise debout, je vais te prendre en photo les mamelles ballottantes.
- HOOOO mon dieu ouiii defoncez moi ouiii que c'est bon ouii encore allez y ça fait une semaine que je n'attends que ça !
- Clac, Tiens prends ça je vais te bourrer le cul pendant au moins un quart d'heure, tu vas voir pendant une semaine tu ne pensera plus qu'à ma prochaine visite, tiens houuu Clac, ton cocu va pouvoir te baiser sans se sentir à l'étroit, je vais te dilater la chatte il va rentrer sans que tu le sentes maintenant !
Je n'en pouvais plus, je transpirais à grosse gouttes, mon tee shirt était trempé, ma bite me faisait mal, je me crachait sur le gland pour lubrifier et j'avais déjà léché tout le sperme que j'avais joui dans ma main quand j'ai à nouveau éjaculé. J'avais l'impression d'écouter un film porno bien hard sauf que c'était ma femme qui se faisais ramoner ! Son amant m'excitait encore plus quand il parlait de moi à Marie, comme j'aurais aimé être à genou à coté d'eux à me branler en les regardant sous les collibets de cet homme dominateur !
Ils ont continué à baiser un bon moment, lui en insultant Marie et elle en gémissant et en réclamant de se faire baiser, défoncer et en jouissant au moins 5 ou 6 fois. J'avais honte mais la situation me plaisait vraiment ! A un moment j'ai compris qu'il allait se vider sous peu
- hoo putain je vais te remplir de foutre ma grosse vache bouge pas hoooo hummm hooo haaa ho putain que c'était bon, attends bouge pas je vais m'essuyer la queue dans ta raie du cul, la prochaine fois c'est par là que tu vas payer tes honoraires ! Allez c'est bon tu peux t'allonger par terre mais attention à ton tapis avec ce que je viens de te mettre ça risquerait de faire une belle tache ! Allez je te laisse ton contrat tu l'as bien mérité, tu es une bonne putain! je garde l'annexe que tu as signé rendez vous la semaine prochaine à poil sous une robe moulante .... Clac
Cette fois ce n'était plus une claque sur le cul de ma femme mais la porte qui refermait cet épisode d'un érotisme que je n'aurais jamais imaginé vivre il y a 15 jours ! J'ai remonté mon pantalon et je suis descendu rejoindre Marie, toujours allongée par terre. Je me suis mis contre elle l'ai embrassée, mon dieu qu'elle sentait la bite ! Nous ne nous sommes rien dit, elle a pris ma main et l'a posé sur un sein. Il était tout rougi, il avait du les lui malaxer vraiment fort ! j'ai caressé doucement ses seins, suis descendu vers mister sexe encore ouvert débordant de foutre gras, tout doucement j'ai enfoncé deux doigts dans ce mélange de cyprine et de sperme, elle fermait les yeux de honte, d'épuisement et de plaisir mélangé. Moi je regardais sa chatte qui restait ouverte pleine du sperme dans lequel mes doigts allaient et venaient, je me suis mis à genou, je les ai porté à ma bouche, je les ai léchés puis je me suis déshabillé et me suis enfoncé en elle lentement, il avait raimister mister client, je nageais dans sa chatte, mais ça m'a tellement excité de sentir ma bite tremper dans cette soupe de foutre et de mouille mélangés que j'ai ajouté à mon tour mon ingrédient, j'ai éjaculé en fermant les yeux sous le regard tendre de Marie. Une fois remis de l'émotion, je me suis retiré et je suis descendu jusqu'à sa chatte, j'ai posé ma langue entre ses lèvres vaginales, léchant le jus crémeux de mister client mêlé au mien ... Je n'osais pas regarder mon épouse mais j'ai senti ses doigts dans mes cheveux témoigner du plaisir que je lui donnais. J'ai léché mister sexe jusqu'à ce qu'il n'y ai plus de foutre et même au delà, jusqu'à la faire jouir. Nous nous sommes endormis l'un contre l'autre et je suis parti en retard pour mon déplacement professionnel.

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"Are you sure you want this?" My wife of 11 years asked me. We had spent hours getting her ready for her date, and she couldn't have looked any hotter. My tiny erection throbbed against the lacy material of my wife's panties I was told to wear.
"Yes my love. My Goddess. My beautiful wife. I really want this."
"You're such an ass kisser!" My wife teased as she lifted her short skirt up to reveal her luscious bottom to me. I dropped to my knees and planted soft kisses on my wife's butt cheeks. She giggled and pushed my head away.
"I can't beleive this is going to happen," she said as she straightened her skirt. "I can't believe I'm going to hook up tonight, in our bed. Do you know how long it has been since I fucked a man with a real cock? Over 12 years. I can't even remember what it's like having a man-sized cock inside me. I haven't had yours in me for what, two or three years?"
"It's actually been just shy of four years."
"Really?" She said as she raised an eyebrow. "Almost four years since you willingly gave up your right as my husband to have intercouse with your wife. Ever since I found out you liked to be humiliated, especially about your tiny, itsy bitsy, wittle penis. You like the fact that your own wife won't let you inside her. You love being denied by your wife. You love to be teased don't you?"
"Yes," I breathed.
"And then I discovered the word "Cuckold" on your computer. I found out you want your faithful wife of 11 years to turn you into a cuckold. You want your wife to not only deny you sex, but you want her to fuck other men. You want her to do with these men what is forbidden to you, my husband. You want me to find a man with a big cock, and you want me to suck it and fuck it in our own bed while you watch from the closet." She was getting too worked up, had actually started rubbing her pussy through her panties. The panties I was wearing were stained with precum.
"I am so horny right now. I'm so glad we decided to do this. This guy I'm hooking up with is an old boyfriend from college. He just got divorced and he's totally clean. We are going out for dinner and then we're comming back here to fuck. You are to be in the closet at 8:00. We're planning on fucking for a long time, he knows I'm using him for sex and he's cool with that. I am going to cuckold you in our bed while you watch wearing a pair of my dirty panties. I am going to let him fuck me without a condom. He is going to come in your wife's pussy. And when he leaves, you are going to lick me clean to cement your position as my willing cuckold."
My heart was racing and I had never been more excited as I was at that moment.
When he pulled into our driveway, my wife enthusiastically declaired "He's here!" She practically ran out the door. I was left trembling with emotion. I couldn't wait until this day arrived, and now that it was here, I knew I was finally going to be my wife's cuckold slave. Once her lover's cock enters my wife's pussy, I am no longer her equal partner, her husband. I agreed to be my wife's slave the moment she cuckolds me. Once that cock penetrates my wife, my penis will be forever banned from my wife's mouth and pussy. I will never again be allowed inside of a woman. I will only be allowed to come through some form of masturbation and only with my wife's permission.

8:00. My wife had been gone for two hours while I sat in our closet wearing a pair of her panties with a huge precum stain. As I waited, the phone rang and my wife left a message on our maching telling me they were going to be there in less than 5 minutes.

They came into the bedroom making out and fiercely undressing eachother. I had a perfect view from the closet as my wife pulled down her lover's pants to reveal a flacid cock that was bigger than my penis fully erect. She smiled over at me in the closet and took this swelling monster in her small hand and guided it into her mouth. In our 11 years of marriage, my wife never once put my penis in her mouth. She claimed she hated sucking dick. She was really getting into sucking her ex's cock. She was moaning on it and making exaggerated slurping noises.
When she had him fully erect, she pushed him onto our bed and climbed on top of him. She straddled him with his cock inches from her pussy. She had her back to me granting me a great view of her ass hovering over this massive cock. She looked back at me as she slowly lowered herself onto her lover's cock.
The noises she made as she slowly grinded her pussy on his cock were unreal. As she got used to his size, she picked up her tempo until she was riding him furiously. Watching my wife's ass bobbing up and down while she rode her lover's cock was too much for me and when she had her first orgasm from intercouse in over 12 years, I came in my panties without even touching myself.
As my wife came on her lover's cock, his balls tensed up and he shot his first load of cum into my wife's pussy. When she pulled herself off his cock, she pointed her ass at me. Her pussy was pulsating and throbbing from fucking. She sucked his cock clean while I watched his cum start to leak out of my wife and run down her leg.
I never lost my erection and neither did he. He came up behind my wife and started fucking her doggy style. They turned so that my wife was facing the closet. She stated talking while he fucked her.
"Oh god, you're so much better than my husband. You're cock is so much bigger and better. I'm not going to even be able to feel his tiny dick inside me after you get done with me. I don't even think I let him fuck me anymore now that I've had a real man. I think he's only going to be allowed to lick my pussy and my asshole. Oh god yes, fuck me harder!" She started to orgasm again and stopped talking for awhile. My wife was putting on a great performance for me and I loved her so much for it.
"Fuck me with that big cock. I want you to cum inside me again. Come on baby, cum inside me." He picked up his pace and finally grunted his release, filling my wife up with his second load. He pulled out and rubbed his sticky cock all over my wife's beautiful ass. He came around and shoved his cock into her mouth as she cleaned him again.
She had arranged with him that after he came twice, he was to get dressed and leave. He was true to his word and was gone very quickly.
My wife beconed me to her and she laughed when she saw that I had come in my panties. She opened her mouth to reveal that she hadn't swallowed the slime she licked off her lover's cock. She planted a very wet french kiss on me, spitting everything she had in her mouth into mine. As she held the two loads in her pussy in with her hand, she ordered me to lick her ass clean.
When she was satisfied, she ordered me on my back on the bed so she could feed me my pie. Before she did, she gave me one last chance to back out. "If you eat my pussy right now, you are my slave and you never ever get to have sex with me or any other woman for the rest of our marriage. If you chicken out, than we'll forget about this cuckolding and go back to our old life."
"Please honey, I have to eat you. I need to suck your pussy."
"Very good. Once you're finished, you are my slave. You must do anything I say."
I nodded and she planted her pussy onto my mouth. I almost gagged as she unloaded her lover's cum into my mouth. She started comeing again and I drank their mixed juices.
I ate out my wife for about an hour before she decided she'd had enough. "Can I please come now?" I begged. "You already did, in your panties watching me fucking that real man. You know you aren't allowed to have two orgasms in one night."

My wife and I showered together and then went to bed. My wife had just had the best sex she's had in years and she was ready to cuddle with her husband and drift off to relax. I had a lot of trouble relaxing naked with my wife who is completely sexually satisfied while my little boner went somewhat unattended. I was rock hard and could still taste my wife's creampie.
I got up early the next day and brushed my teeth and washed with mouthwash to get that semen taste out of my mouth. I nuzzled my head gently between my wife's legs and woke her up in our traditional manner by pleasing her with my mouth. When she was fully pleased, I made her breakfast in bed while she explained how she intended to use me as her new cuckold slave.
"Well, slave. Are you ready to learn your fate?"
"Yes."
"All the housework is yours now. You will do all the cooking, cleaning, laundry, all the yard work, etc. I'm not even going to lift a finger around here now that you're my slave.
"I am changing my last name back to my maiden name and I will require that as my husband, you will take my maiden name. All the finances will be placed in my name only. I will control all our money. Your check will be directly deposited into my account. You will be given a small allowence." She was trying to gage my reaction to see if this was too much for me. I smiled and said "As you wish."
She was delighted. "Oh my God. I never thought you'd accept this. I'm serious about this. Your dream to be my slave is going to be a reality. Are you ready to hear more?"
"Yes. Please go on."
"Why don't you massage my feet while you hear the rest? OK. We've covered the domestic area. How about the sex?"
"Alright. I'm ready."
"OK. As of last night, you are my cuckold husband. My cuckold slave. You have been replaced in bed with your wife by whoever she pleases. I can and will fuck whoever I want. You have no say in the matter. You have accepted your replacement as my lover. However. You are allowed to give me oral pleasure. You can lick my feet. You can also lick my asshole. And you will definitely be licking my pussy, won't you my little pussyboy?"
"Yes. Thank you for allowing me the oppertunity to please you with my tongue. You are the best wife in the whole world."
"Well. Thank you. So, you understand that you are never going to be allowed to have intercourse with me or with any other woman? And you also understand that you will only be allowed to have an orgasm with my permission? That your only form of release with be through masturbation?"
"Yes."
"I've thought it over and I came to the conclusion that your orgasms are really very selfish on your part. They do nothing for me. They are all about your selfish pleasure. When a real man comes, he gets to do it in my pussy, giving me pleasure. But all your orgasms will be doing is dribbling out of your tiny penis and making a mess that slaves have to clean up. My slave cleans up cum with his mouth. So when I do let you dribble some nasty cum out of your itsy bitsy teeny weenie, you'll be expected to swallow each and every drop. And speaking of your teeny weenie, I expect you to have it and your balls shaven smooth. Trim off all your pubic hair and shave that too. Pubic hair is for real men, not small dicked cuckold slaves.
"Oh, and by the way, my breasts are now off limits to you. They are for my lovers. You will not be allowed to touch them or to lick and suck on them ever again." She was delighted by my reaction to this news. I couldn't believe it.
"But back to your orgasms. You have been having way too many of those. I believe you should only get one a week for now. You'll get to dribble every Sunday night. How's that sound to you?"
"Well. I think maybe once a day would be a better deal."
"You selfish pig! Didn't I tell you that your orgasms do nothing for my pleasure. My slave is going to be all about my pleasure. Once a day my ass. You're lucky I said once a week. I was thinking about making it once a month but I don't think you can handle that for now. We'll have to work our way there. So, once a week. That's the deal for now. I want you to eat my pussy now and make me come. Then I want you to start doing your chores while Joan and I go shopping."
"Honey, we're back! Come downstairs, I want to introduce you to someone."
I was upstairs cleaning our bathroom when my wife and Joan came back from shopping. When I came down to the living room my wife instantly scolded me. "What are you wearing?"
"Sweats and a t-shirt. I was cleaning. Hi Joan." My wife's best friend smirked at me but said nothing.
"What did you call her? Did you address her as 'Joan?' You two haven't met. Honey this is my best friend in the world. We always tell each other everything. This is Mistress or Mistress Joan, which do you prefer?" Joan smiled at my wife and said, "Hmm...I think I prefer Mistress Joan."
"Mistress Joan this is my cuckold slave."
Joan looked puzzled and I could tell she didn't have a clue what my wife was getting at. "I'm sorry dear, what did you call him?"
My wife said, "This is my cuckold slave. He used to be my loving husband. I used to be his faithful wife. I love my husband dearly, and I married him believing that I would never have sex with a real man ever again. That I'd never again come on a big cock. That my husband had the smallest dick I have ever seen." My wife and her friend started laughing at my embarrasment. My dick was rock hard in my wife's panties I was wearing under my sweats.
"What the fuck's a cuckold? And did you say he's your 'slave?'"
"He is my slave. He promised to be my slave if I agreed to cuckold him. A cuckold, Mistress Joan, is a married man who is 100% faithful to his wife. The wife, on the other hand, can have sex with anyone she pleases, or, in my husband's case, anyone she doesn't."
"You're kidding?"
"Nope. I fucked, God, do you remember Donkey Kong Jr.? I fucked him in our bed last night while my new cuckold slave watched us from the closet. How many times did my lover come last night honey?"
"Twice."
"And where did my lover unload his cum?"
"In your pussy."
"And where did you unload your nasty cum?"
"In the panties I was wearing."
"Do you hear that, Mistress Joan, my husband watched me fucking Donkey Kong Jr. last night wearing a pair of my dirty underwear. Watching his wife fucking another man made him so horny that he came in his panties without even touching himself. And by the way, slave, you never answered me when I asked you what you were wearing. At least I didn't listen if you replied. Instead of asking you I should have said that is not what you wear when you clean this house. Remember what I said?"
"Yes ma'am?"
"Ma'am? Try Mistress. I think a slave should address his wife as Mistress, don't you Mistress Joan?"
"Sure. So in addition to your husband earning the nickname "Minute Made," he's got a small dick too?"
"Yeah, a double wammy. Small dick and premature ejaculator. But he's really good at eating pussy and he loves it don't you pussyboy?"
"Yes Mistress."
"And he doesn't mind if you cheat on him?"
"God no he doesn't mind. He's been fantasizing about me fucking other men for years. I found out that my husband was submissive to me pretty early on in our relationship. He was fighting his disire to submit to me but I gradually coaxed it out of him. There are signs. His desire to give oral and his obsession with my ass and my feet were what got him. When I found out he got turned on by me teasing him about his size and then finally getting it out of him that he enjoyed flat out offense he was hooked. I got him to admit that he could never please me with his tiny dick and that the idea of me cutting him off excited him tremendously. When I found out about his cuckold fetish, I got him to agree to be permenantly cut off. I told him that he would only get to fuck me again after I cuckolded him. That was almost four years ago. Do you remember the last time I let you inside me. I had just got done using that large dildoe on myself, that one you wear on your chin. I spread my legs and showed you my pussy and told you that this would be the last time you ever are allowed to fuck your wife until she's been with another man. I told you to make it last. I couldn't even feel you when you entered me. You came with almost no friction on your tiny penis. How long did you last, 10 seconds?"
"Yes Mistress, if that long."
"So, you fucked Donkey dick last night? You cut your husband off for almost four years. Why did you wait that long to fuck another man?"
"It happend the way it happened. The time was right and the deal was struck. Instead of letting my husband fuck me like we originally planed after I cuckolded him we came up with a new deal. The minute my lover penetrated me my husband became my slave. My cuckold slave. My cuckold slave is not allowed to have intercourse. He gave up the right to fuck me to be my slave instead. Wasn't that sweet of him?"
"So he's not allowed to have sex ever again?"
"Right. His tiny penis, which we should be seeing right now if my slave was dressed the way he's supposed to be when he's cleaning, will never enter my vagina again. Isn't my slave supposed to clean the house in his pretty panties and nothing else?"
"Yes Mistress."
"Get those clothes off now and show Mistress Joan your tiny erection. I'll bet anything he's hard. He's always hard. The poor little thing only gets to dribble once a week and he did that watching me fuck a real man last night. There, I told you he'd be hard. Would you look at that tiny thing. Honey take off the panties so Mistress Joan can see how tiny you are."
I was shaking. I had never been so embarrassed and so turned on at the same time.
"Oh my God! You weren't kidding. He's so tiny! Holy cuckolds brownie! I'm sorry, but this is so funny!"
My wife and MJ had to find a measuring tape. When they found one, MJ had forgotten how funny my tiny dick was and burst into another fit of laughter.
"OK, tiny. Measure that thing. 90 mm. long. You're not even 4 inches long. Now do the width. 94 mm thick or I should say thin. You are less than four by four inches. That's got to be one of the smallest dicks in the world."
They roared with laughter.
"We're getting hungry slave. Make us some grilled chicken breasts with mushrooms. And some bread and salad. Put your panties back on and fix us some Margaritas while we wait for our dinner."
When I came back with their takes MJ snickered at me in my panties. "Your wife told me to ask you what you did when old Donkey Kong Jr. left last night. Did you come out of the closet?" Both ladies howled at that one.
I looked at my wife and she said, "Tell her. Did I give you a chance to back out of this deal after I cuckolded you?"
"Yes Mistress."
"I said to him, that if he ate my cumfilled pussy that he would officially become my slave. He begged me to let him eat my messy pussy. He sucked Donkey Kong Jr.'s semen out of me. It felt so good. I felt so powerful. He was grunting beneath me and his tiny dick was so hard and I had probably the best orgasm of the night on my cuckold husbands face. Have you ever had your pussy eaten after getting fucked really well? It is fantastic. My new cuckold slave will always be my clean-up boy, won't you? You will always eat my creampies after I've fucked my lovers."
"Yes Mistress."
"While we eat, I want you to go onto that cuckold web site you enjoy so much. Use the link to that dick measuring site where you can compare your measurements? Do you know the one I'm talking about? Good. I want to see how you measure up."
"By the way, Mistress, why do they call that guy Donkey Kong Jr."
Mistress Joan answered me, "Because the only guy with a bigger cock than he has is Donkey Kong."