CaribbeanNomad
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We get home a few minutes later, we're getting into bed and my wife audibly gasped. She turns her phone and sure enough, it's Amir's huge thick dark brown cock with my wife's panties wrapped around it, he wrote "if you think you can handle this, I'll see you at my place tomorrow at 4."
The next day, my wife was all anxious, giddy, eager, whatever you want to call it. But it was evident and honestly so cute to see her so excited. And then that turns sexy when I remember its because she's excited for my old boss Amir's huge cock that she got sent a picture of the night before.
"He has to use lube right? No way he doesnt use lube..."
"God, do you think he's going to try and fuck me in the ass? I don't know if I can take it."
"Oh my god its only 12??? I NEED to be there now."
Just some of the things my wife said throughout the day that I still remember to this day. Now while we had done plenty of "cuckolding/hotwifing" before, I was only in the room a handful of times. Unfortunately, this seemed like one of the times I would be left at home. But boy oh boy was I wrong.
Around 3:50, my wife eagerly stood up to leave. She was wearing leggings with a spaghetti strap tank top, no bra, and a pair of calvin klein panties. A staple of her "comfy but sexy" clothes that she wears oh so often. She kissed me goodbye and said "wish me luck baby!" As she made her way to the door.
Now for any of you that have experienced this time of... let's call it cuck meditation. It's up there next to watching paint dry when it comes to how slow time moves. Minutes feel like hours, yes I know it's cliche, but its true. He lived about 20 minutes away and she shot me a courtesy "hey, just got here, talk to you later!" And then it was silence.
I tried to do anything I could. Starting doing laundry, watched tv, nothing could distract me. It had been almost an hour and a half, and then next thing I know she walks into the house. But to my surprise Amir is with her. She doesn't appear to have just had sex of any kind when I look at her and before I say anything she hands me a pen and some paper. "Fill this out for me baby" she says eagerly. So I sit down and look at the paper in front of me. It's a list of different sex related scenarios and 3 boxes, want, if my partner wants, or do not want.
I look up at her, she's grinning. And that's when I realize Amir is nowhere to be found... whatever. I start reading through the situations.
"I am okay with bondage", "I am okay with facials", "I am okay being told what to do", "I am okay with others being involved" are just some of the few that I remember off the top of my head. Now my wife and I had discussed pretty much discussed any and all of the things on the list and I pretty clearly was "kinkier" than her when it came to these kind of things. Thank you reddit for corrupting me...
I look up at her, "what all did you mark yes?" I ask. She laughs "No that's no fun! You fill it out on your own." And with that she turned and walked off, leaving me alone. I continued to read over everything and eventually thought... well fuck it. And just marked "if my partner wants" for every single item and signed at the bottom. As I did, Amir was entering the room. He finally acknowledged me, "what do you think?" He just kind of laughed.
"You do this often?" I ask
"Ha, you could say that." He says and with that he grabs the papers. "You ready?" He asks.
"Sure I guess so, what are we doing?" I'm curious what they have planned and as I finish speaking my wife turns the corner with an overnight bag.
"Let's go babe, we're going to his house!" My wife said eagerly as she turned to walk out of the house. So next thing I know, my wife and Amir are in the back seat of my truck as I'm driving the 3 of us to the house. A few different times they were whispering back and forth and laughing, very clearly planning the events to come. My wife couldn't stop smiling. When we got to his house, she immediately disappeared into the bathroom.
Amir started giving me a tour around his place and having a normal conversation. "Remember when you asked if I do this often?" Amir asked as we walked into his basement. Guy had an awesome basement with a sectional, a wet bar, pool table, and then opposite the stairs in the other corner of the basement there was a bedroom. As we walked towards it, that's when I noticed the keypad lock.
"I think this will answer that question." He laughed as he entered the code into the keypad and opened up into what can only be described as a tastefully designed sex room. It had a big round bed in the middle, a mirror on the ceiling, some form of restraint system on the bed and another by the bed that was connected to the ceiling. He then laughed again and flipped the switch to which all the lighting turned to a deep red. I couldn't help but react and say "holy shit"
He flipped the lights back to normal, we walked out and to my surprise my wife was now in the basement. She had changed into a short black dress that hugged her body just right. She then was wearing some fishnets I didn't even know she owned, and some high heels. Her hair was tied into a ponytail still but god damn she looked drop dead gorgeous.
So there she was standing in front of a chair with some rope and a devilish grin. "Are you ready baby?" She said to me as Amir walked past her, smacking her ass as he walked past her and up the stairs.
"I'm ready." I said as all of the ***** in my body rushed to my cock. I think this was the most turned on I had ever been...
She motions for me to come to her with her finger and then points at the chair. When I get there she pushes me down and in one swift motion she has my cock out and she's giving me head, as she does she begins to tie my legs to the chair. Oh boy... here we go. Then just as she has both my legs tied tight, she swiftly stands up and stops giving me head. As she grabs my arms and ties my hands behind the chair, she leans in an whispers in my ear, "sorry baby, but I don't want your cock today, I NEED his big cock inside me."
After finishing tying me up, she steps up in front of me and goes, "want to know what all I said yes to baby?" Still with a devilish grin on her face.
"Of course I do" I responded, but before she could speak, Amir calls out, "she said yes to fucking everything." And next thing I know, Amir is back in front of me, hooking a leash up to my wife to a collar that says cumslut on it... "get on the ground." He commanded and without hesitation, she did. So here we are. I'm tied to a chair in the basement of my old boss while he has my wife dressed to the nines and on a leash. With that he leans down and hikes her dress up over her ass, proceding to have her walk on all fours, parading her around like a race horse until she is now in front of me on her way towards the door. He stops her, and says "spread that ass for us slut." And that's when I notice my wife has a bejewled buttplug in... "she told me she squirts when she has buttplugs in." He laughed and then walked her towards the bedroom door, pausing in the doorway and looking back at me. "Don't worry, she'll be loud enough for you to hear." And with that he smacks her ass and leads her into the room.
Remember that cuck meditation minutes feel like hours I was talking about earlier? Well it is exponential when you're tied to a chair as your wife is getting fucked in a room without you.
For the next who even knows how long, I'm left to listen to the unmistakable sound of my wife's ass being spanked, her moans as he slides it in, turning to borderline screams as he speeds up.
"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum!!!" My wife cries out.
Not too much later, "oh god oh god, don't stop, fuck fuck fuck!"
Then again, "fuck im cumming!!!"
My cock twitches and leaks with precum with each time I hear my wife getting her brains fucked out. Until finally silence. A little bit later, the door opens, and out walks Amir. His massive cock, covered in cream from my wife's pussy, swinging as he walks towards me. His 6 pack glistening with a combination of sweat and my wife's squirt. Without saying a word, he unties me, and walks towards the stairs. Before walking up he announces that he's going to shower, so with that I walk towards the bedroom.
As I approached the door, the smell of sex hit me like a heat wave, making my cock twitch again as I turned to walk inside. My wife is on her back, only in her fishnets and heels laying in a puddle of pussy juice and squirt. Still wearing the collar and leash Amir had put on her. Her hair was a dissheveled mess, her makeup was ruined, and her pussy was a creamy battered mess. She barely got out a borderline grunt of a hello when she even processed I was standing there. Never once had I seen her so broken after sex... it was so incredibly sexy seeing her so vulnerable. I walk up and unhook the collar from her neck and then get down on the bed to eat her out as I have done many times before. My god the bed was soaking wet....
As I started to clean her up, cum just continued to flow out... "baby" she barely gets the word out of her mouth.
"Hm?" I ask as I continue to clean her pussy.
"Take the plug out of my asssss." She pleads.
I had completely forgot. I lift her legs up and slide the butt plug out. And then I lean in to stick my dick inside of her and she puts her hand on my chest to stop me. "Stop." She says, "it hurts, I can't"
And with that I fell into the squirt soaked bed next to my completely ruined wife, we always had the bext sex after she fucked someone else, this was the first time she ever said no.
"Do you want to go home?" I ask her in defeat
"Mhmmm" she moans out. And with that, I help her out of bed. She slides her dress on, and practically limps her way up the stairs. Amir is upstairs as we walk up.
"Take it we aren't going for round 2?" He laughs as he walks up. He reaches out to shake my hand, "thanks for sharing your slut with me, see you guys soon." And then he turns to my wife, and gives her a hug, grabbing a handful of her ass as he does. "You were a good girl today." He said with one last little slap on the ass.
My wife smiles and responds "of course daddy." We drove home, and when we arrived she climbed right into bed. She didn't shower, hell she didnt even take her fishnets off. And with that, she was asleep.
It was 8pm.
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