Cuckolded in the Devils threesome
My wife loves to rut with other men, while I watch. We got married quite young, and as usually happens after the first few years our sex life got kind of dull and predictable. One day I suggested expanding our horizons to have a threesome and to my surprise, my beautiful young bride Janet agreed! What I did not grasp at first though was, she met me and another man. This idea took a little bit of getting used to for me, but after all she was no virgin when we met and neither was I. So the conversations that night turn to the question of who it would be.
I really should not of been surprised that this came up, because before we had this discussion I was trying to spice up our sex life by waiting until her special moment was upon her and then as I pounded away as best I could I would whisper the name of other man into her ear. I knew that psychologically this would force her to picture the person without even thinking about it, and therefore implant the idea that it was them who was plowing away madly between her legs! This fantasy play grew into her out right fantasizing about these other men, some of who she had actually lain with before we met, and others who she had not but had perhaps always wanted to. This current of the game of way laying her as she walked into the bedroom, slipping a blindfold hood over her head which we purchased online at an adult toy store, roughly removing her clothes and taking her to bed and then pretend raping her.
This play got her incredibly hot, and as long as she never called out the safety word I would have no mercy on her young luscious body. I began pretending I was these other men, and began to enjoy the game even more than I believe she did. It got to the point where merely the idea of another man - or men - opening my wife's legs, grasping her around the delicate instep of her lovely bare feet and entering her hot wet ready hole, roughly and perhaps a bit too deeply, would give me a terrific hardon! And this was the point at which we had these discussions of making our fantasies of having a devils three-way real. Now the only task remained to choose the man we wanted to include an approach them with our idea. Perhaps I shouldn't have been too surprised when everyone we talked to about it jumped at the opportunity.
Janet was a little nervous about the whole situation when the first of the guys came by the apartment. His name was Ed, a neighbor of ours. His wife was a real little bitchy ball buster and the idea of getting his meat inside somebody who would appreciate it appealed to him greatly. But with Janet of that weirded out about doing it in front of me with somebody, and add also nervous on that account, I decided to just leave them to it that afternoon and go run a couple of errands. As I was out running the car through the car wash and making a stop at the hardware store and stopping over to see a buddy and drink a beer on his sofa with him, I knew that Janet was back at the apartment with him probably doing everything she enjoyed so much. She enjoyed having a man undress her, and make her naked in front of him while he was still fully closed. Then she would sit on the edge of the bed, or sofa whatever, and watch as he stripped himself nude for her. And then while sitting there she liked for him to walk up to her as I had on so many occasions since our wedding, and present himself for her practiced and expert suckage.
She was one of those rare girls that actually enjoyed feeling a man's member go hard within her mouth, while she reached down between her own tightly close legs with one hand and let those delicate slender fingers make yourself ready for him. Traditionally then she'd love to go onto her back and have the man take her firmly by the ankles and open her legs so that he could use her. She always threw her head back in ecstasy as she was entered for that first time! But I had talked to Ed earlier, and I knew that he preferred them on all fours. And so, looking at my watch, I imagine her on the bed or the floor in front of our living room sofa taking it doggy style from one of our best friends. His bitchy little wife Laura would be so pissed off she knew! But fortunately, Janet and I had no problem keeping secrets like that. I killed pretty much the whole afternoon, and when I got home I noticed the curtains were open on the windows facing the parking lot of the apartment buildings which was our predetermined signal that it was all clear. Ascending the stairs and sitting my key in the lock, I entered and found Janet sitting there right mind on the sofa wearing her old faded friendly genes and comfy T-shirt, and reading a magazine. Setting my stuff down and kicking off my flip-flops (we had a no shoes/barefoot rule) I moved to join her on the sofa and she drew her toes up enough to give me room. Reaching down and laying my hand lovingly on her pretty bare foot, I said "so how was it?"
Dropping her magazine contentedly, she repositioned and turned her head to look at me. "Oh God sweetheart, it was fantastic. He's not as long as you are, but he's a little bigger around and after he was finished with me I didn't think I was good able to walk!" Grinning, and happy for her that she had a good time in bed with our friend, I asked her "did he come inside you?" She nodded her head up and down happily and confirmed that not only had he come in her, but it had evidently been a long time since he had as he had flooded her out. She said "why was in the shower it took me two disposable douches to get them all out of me". I was a bit disappointed as I had held onto the fantasy all afternoon but when I walked in the door she'd still have his shots of jizz pooling within her. But there would be plenty of other opportunities for that, and if she had felt the need to clean herself out, well, I could live with that. "Well good sweetie, I'm glad you had a good time" then I stood up and went into the kitchen to get us both a drink. After all, it was a warm afternoon and she had expended a lot of fluids working up a sweat!
We spent the evening together after a simple dinner, and then finally came bedtime and we readied ourselves to slip between the cool clean sheets together. As had always been our habit we both slept in the nude, as most Americans do. We marveled at the foolishness of some people who actually wore some kind of pajamas or other clothes to bed, since it just never felt right. We settled ourselves comfortably for the night and as I had hoped, I felt Janet's cool, slender and amazingly strong and agile fingers seeking out my manhood. She dallied there, toying with me absently as she recounted for me how it had been with Ed earlier that day. The things she had done, the things he had done, the things he had made her do, all the dirtiest details were related to me in a quiet bedroom voice. And when I was fully firm in her grip she began moving her hand, her wonderfully closed fist, length my is my cock jacking me slowly there beneath the covers, in the dark. She did this expertly, drawing on her years of practice with me sensing my readiness and approaching need. And at just the right time - or from my point of view, the wrong time - she stopped her actions and released me, just as my need was becoming undeniable and my release imminent. Then she shifted position and turned to kiss me full on the mouth, our tongues finding each other briefly before she pulled away and said "I love you more than you can imagine, you know. Good night my love" and then she turned over onto her side away from me, and forbid me to touch myself because what I had down there belonged to her and was not mine to waste. Then she settled herself to drift off into sleep leaving the delay there on my back in my need. Aching agony, but unable to do anything about it as I had been for bid and the touch myself. She was breathing softly and evenly in her sleep, for what seemed like hours before I finally managed to lose my erection through cuckolded frustration if nothing else, and drift off to a restless sleep myself.
This last play had been on a Wednesday, and now is Friday and she was ready to play again. I called Ed and invited him over and told him this time we were going to be sharing her. Ten minutes before the prearranged time for him to come across the hall from his apartment, I told Janet to go into her bedroom stripped naked lay on the bed and wait for us. Obediently she turned and moved away down the hall toward the bedroom, and I heard the soft skin on the soles of her feet padding softly against the tile of the hallway floor. After a few minutes there came it's soft tapping at the door, and when I opened that he stood there in only his boxer shorts. I grinned and asked him, "didn't have the balls to come out your apartment naked, huh?" to which he grinned and said that he was still scared of getting caught in the hallway. But I laughed and said the fear of getting caught is half the fun! I stood aside so he could enter, then I closed and latched the door and turned toward the bedroom gesturing for him to follow me. The bedroom door was closed, so I turned the knob and the two of us entered and there lay my bride on the bed nude is I had instructed her to become, with her fingers laced behind her head as she lay there on the pillow. Her legs were slightly apart, not wide as in the invitation yet casually exposing her sex. I moved toward the end of the bed and stripped my shirt off over my head, and then looked at it in confirmation and as I and snapped my cutoffs and drop them to the floor his boxer set the carpet at the same instant. And so we stood before her too cock switch were about to make use of her body.
I looked at it and asked him, "would you like to eat my wife's cunt?" which made him grin, and he moved instantly between her legs, parting them, and without preamble began nuzzling and lightly kissing her cubes. She made a yummy sound and willingly opened them up bit farther for him as I join her on the mattress laying on my side next her, and laying one hand softly on her belly reached in and kissed her lovingly. She opened her mouth to receive me, and our tongues quickly found one another as we began to deeply soul kiss and share one another's breath. Her breathing deepened as she turned on and as I pulled back I saw both her nipples were standing erect upon their perfect mounds, and so moving my hand up from her belly I cupped one breast lightly fingering that nipple as I lowered my lips to the other one and suckled her. She took her hands from behind her head and unlacing her fingers, gripped firmly posts of the headboard as she arched her back and side saying, "oh my God, yes!". It was now actively sucking her clit, flicking it with his tongue rapidly, and penetrating her with his tongue as she opened to him. I did so love it when my wife behaved like a slut! But then of course, most husbands do.
I kept suckling her, fingering cupping and playing with her perfect breasts, and deeply kissing that luscious mouth as Ed brought her to her first climax with his practiced oral skills. Then he stood up at the end of the bed and his erect cock stood proudly for her to look at. I said to her, "look honey, look at what's about to use you!" to which she laid her head back down and said to me, "whatever you say honey. Whatever you want. I have to do whatever you say". I nodded that Ed and he moved into position above her, positioned the head of his penis against her opening, and then without a word slid effortlessly inside her. Again she threw her head back in the ecstasy of what was happening to her body and moaned with pleasure. I rolled away from her slightly and guided her hand down to my own now fully erect shaft so she can hold it and stroke me slightly as it began pumping and plunging his cock between her legs. I stared at him there, one of the only instances where you can openly look at another mans hard cock without it being weird - watching it sliding in and out as he fucks your wife!
After a few minutes of this and slow down and then withdrew slowly from her, as evidently he was getting close to blowing spume. I took that as my cue to have my turn, and I replaced them between her thighs and said to her "you know babe, the only thing better than watching you get fucked is fucking you myself!" and with that I positioned the head of my cock down where belongs, and stressed myself within her where my friend just been, and began pumping my meat into her. I reached down beneath the small of her back and with my strength hoisted her pubes up so that I was on my knees and her holes out the right height the list let me plunge away madly. She was moaning and sighing with the pleasure of the fucking, and her cunt was wide open and sloppy-wet and ready, which I found most satisfying. Then dad tapped me on the shoulder and said "mind if I cut in for another turn?" so I slowly withdrew politely, freeing her up so he can have another turn. We continued in this manner, trading back-and-forth sharing her between us until we were both dangerously close to the edge of coming, and at this point I decided it was my turn to chow down so I placed my face between her legs and began eating her muff to give us both a break. I watched as Ed then took the place I had previously occupied laying beside her, on his side, and started taking his turn holding, suckling, and tweaking her nipples, and kissing her full on the mouth which she opened to receive his tongue as she had for me earlier. Although my cock was going without attention at the moment, it brought me nearly to the point of orgasm again to think that I had my tongue in the hole and lips against the snatch which the two of us had only moments before had filled with our cocks.
While I had no problem remaining firm, eggs erection had begun to will slightly having taken the break from the action, and as I watched he moved into position straddling those perfect breasts and lowered his cock so she could begin sucking it. Just as she had opened readily for his kisses, so she parted her lips and let them begin to fuck her beautiful mouth. Again I drew excited thinking how she was tasting herself on him! I felt needful of her hole again and so changing position again I thrust myself back within her, causing her to moan suddenly even though her mouth was full of the moment. Again I grew fearful of coming too soon and so I placed my shaft fully within her, balls deep as I could go, and held perfectly still as I reached down with practiced thumb and fingers and started jazzing her clit. Her cunt went absolutely wild on my shaft, her muscles internally squeezing and gripping feeling like she wanted to tear it off of me as the orgasm to which she had been dangerously close to begin with rippled through her body from head to toes. As she did so it reached down and lightly pinched both nipples simultaneously, which made her ride even more wildly. God I was glad I'd married this woman-child!
Ed was ready for another turn, and I wanted some of what he just had so we traded places she began cleaning herself off my organ as he filled her a new between the legs. However we had flipped her over so now her asked was in the air, Ed was sucking her dog style, and I was sitting on the bed with my legs out and then angle so she could literally go down on me my hard cock pointing straight up from where my aching needful balls laid against the bed spread. I was dangerously close to pumping my product into her mouth, and that's not where I wanted it to end up so I signaled her to stop and remove myself from under her but then laid down with my head for the balls had been so now she could lower her face and again soul kiss me, with tongs and deeply, as Ed banged away at her cunt and with his strong hands parted her cheeks so that he could see the tight pucker of her butt hole as he took her for his pleasure. And then as we kissed, my tongue detecting the taste of her sex and both of our cocks on her lips, it began grunting and held his cock fully in her motionless as he spewed forth this product for the day. She moaned into my mouth with the sensation of his molten cum splashed deeply within her. Breaking free from her kisses I rapidly moved to take place behind her as Ed was now removing his rapidly fading erection and leaving that space available for my usage.
Without preamble I smacked her sharply on the ass as I reentered her in this position and began beasting her as roughly as I could. And so I fucked myself into her reveling in the feeling and knowledge of another man's come coating my cock and her delicate insides as I prepared to add to the mess. It had laid down on the bed and she had turned to the side and was now kissing him as she had kissed me earlier, and the site of his wet glistening spent cock laying across his thigh as my wife's breasts jiggled with the pounding I gave her and she made love to the mouth of my best friend from across the hall was more than I could take, and so with a loud grunt and several mighty thrusts I too began to shoot and spill my seed inside my wife. Again I smacked her hard on the ass turning the cheek a pleasant pink color as I finished orgasming into her depths. I withdrew from her as I was rapidly wilting, my balls aching from the need and effort and repeated banging against her snatch, and laid down on the other side of her to rest. Then she repositioned and laid down also on her back between us, and as each by the hand intertwining fingers and said with a sigh, "oh thank you, thank you both. That was amazing". We lain there for a minute and then gently we both extricated ourselves from her grip and move to the end of the bed, looking down on her and viewing our handiwork. Janet was starting to drift off into a postcoital slumber so I flipped part of the bed spread across her body is a cover, and one into the bathroom to wash myself off. When I came out Ed was gone, having returned to his own apartment but I noticed his boxer shorts were still laying on the carpet by the foot of the bed. Evidently he had finally found the courage to go across the hallway buck naked! Looking back at my lady one last time before I left the room and closed the door so she could rest, I thought to myself...
that is one well fucked fox!
Although sharing her body with other men had originally been my idea, as most women do she took to it readily and soon discovered how much great fun it was. It just bears out my series that all women have an inner slut, an inner whore, and all they need his permission to let her come out to play! And so it was that two or three days a week, every week, she would be out and about in the apartment complex meeting and mating with different men, and sometimes women, just so she could tell me about it in detail that night and then turn over and go to sleep, knowing that I was laying there in throbbing needful agony wanted to get between her legs myself, but not being allowed. And the more she did this to me, the more deeply in love with her I fell and the more devoted to me she became.
After two months of this during which time I had ejaculated involuntarily in my sleep three times out of the frustration she left me in, she planned a special treat for my birthday. I wasn't quite sure what it would be but I was sure it would be special. And that night in her bedroom there was a new addition to the furniture. A large sturdy solid wooden frame chair, the kind school teachers used to sit in. She undressed me stripping the nude, and set me upon a folded towel on the seat of this chair. And then she secured me to it. There were no arms on the chair, so my arms hung to my sides and were restrained with straps of the tape to the chair frame where the seat met the back. And though my ankles were taped to the front legs were they hit the floor she had pushed my knees together and secured them that way with a single strap just below the knees. And so there I was, sitting there quite restrained and helpless with my manhood in my lap. At least she had taken the care to move my balls up from between my legs before she shoved them together! She then stripped a small length of silver duct tape off a role applied across my mouth. Then she moved and dimmed the lights in the room to only a single pink colored 15 watt bulb in a small bedside lamp, and then went to her closet and slowly opened the accordion doors. And into the dimly lit room, out stepped the largest, already nude and greatly hung black man I had ever seen! His head was shaved smooth, and his six pack belly and huge biceps rippled with the simple movement of stepping out into the room. And then standing before him, my darling little bride began to strip herself naked.
"Now are you sure you want to do this?" he said in a quiet yet deeply booming voice. And standing before him, looking up into his eyes for her head came only up to his shoulders, she said in a quiet voice simply "yes" and then he asked her, "well I hope so because there ain't no safety word!" to which again she replied in the affirmative in the smallest most childlike voice I've ever heard her use. And then as I sat there restrained and helpless to do anything about it, or even voice of protest, I watched as he pushed her roughly to the floor and forced his amazing member between her pink pouting lips and told her to start sucking his cock or he'd smack the shit out of her. Now of course I'd seen Janet with a face full of penis on several occasions, mind of course and several others from the men she'd serviced since we began playing this game. And I had it on good authority she had been well-versed in the skill in high school before we met and began dating. But this was something different, yes something very much altogether different. Because even in a merely partially erect state his organ was choking her and causing her to gag, yet he kept both huge hands firmly gripping her skull and forcing the thing down her throat. When finally her choking became serious he withdrew from her now fully and amazingly erect, and taking her under the arms lifted her effortlessly and tossed her onto the bed. And then she said to him, "now rape me you big dick bastard!" and with that he grabbed those slender white ankles of hers and literally threw her legs apart. Then he moved forward using his powerful body insinuated between her thighs to keep them that way, even in this light I could see that he'd left faint red marks where he'd grabbed her just above her delicate bare feet. The man was incredibly powerful, I watched his muscles ripple as he once again took hold of my wife.
"All right now slut" he said, "you asked for this!". He had done absolutely nothing in the way of foreplay to get her excited, and ready for intercourse. And yet he was about to take her and forces way inside her body. He retrieved a small tube which I had not noticed, from the head of the bed and on capping it squirted a quantity of strawberry scented lube onto his immense shaft, and took only a moment to distribute it evenly around himself and over the head of his huge cock before tossing the tube over against the wall and then still grasping his cock positioned it at her tender entrance and then pushed. And as he made his initial thrust he placed his other huge hand across her mouth which completely muffled scream she tried to utter. And then he was stifling her protests with his own mouth, kissing her hard and roughly as he pinned her delicate wrists to the mattress, at her sides. And there I sat pinions to my solid wooden chair and muted against all protest by the tape my bride had applied my mouth is this huge African-American rates my woman before my eyes, and all this amid the realization that she had found him and brought him here, and paid him money that I brought home from work to do this! And then the realization crashed into my brain, as I started to grow a throbbing painful erection of my own, that this was her birthday gift to me - because she knew that I had always had the fantasy of watching this happen to her. And again I realized how much she loved me, as I watched him grunt and painfully ream her delicate precious cunt that had at one time then just for me.
He removed himself from her mouth and the pain she was in was evident as he used her viciously, the girth of his manhood was such that the stretching had to be painful and I knew that the tremendous length of him was ranting itself into her soft internals with every stroke, and with every stroke he was literally knocking the wind out of her. And yet if she looked over at me with tear filled eyes, for he had now removed his mouth from hers and it appeared that he was doing his best to tear her up inside, but amazingly she held her silence. She was intent on giving me this gift of having my long-held fantasy of watching her be raped, fulfilled in real life! My heart swelled at realizing the love she had for me to give me such a gift. I looked down at my own shaft, literally half the size of the one she was taking now, and where my heart swelled at realizing the depth of her love for me, now my cock swelled with the excitement of watching her be roughly taken by this brutish stranger. My organ was now larger and more swollen than I had ever seen it. It literally ached, and had I had a free hand there is no way I would've been able to resist the urge to grab it and begin stroking myself. The man so where she was looking, and then turned his head to the side and also met my gaze. "Your bitch has one tight white girl pussy!" he said, and then "but I'm gonna take care of that for you. It won't be so damn tight by the time I get done with it!" And then he turned his attention back to the business at hand, roughly grabbing her perfect B-cup breasts and squeezing him until the nipples popped out so that he could suck them, and hurt them as well. I was so excited at what I was seeing I thought I might just squirt my come into the air as I sat, but I did not. I simply sat there watching how much my wife loves me, and enjoying the fantasy driven live sex show she was giving me.
He withdrew from her now and unceremoniously flipped her over, not drawing her up into the doggy position but simply flat on her belly and forcing her legs impossibly wide open reentered her already abused sex from behind. She reached up and grabbed firm hold of two of the posts in our headboard, and he said "that's right bitch, you better hang on!" as he began pounding his way inside her just as deeply and forcefully as before. This must've been an effort for him, for now he did grab a hold of her below the belly and hoist her ass into the air so he could use her while on his knees, as I had done during the three some with Ed. As he forced her to take his full girth and length she made a slight mewling sound. Almost a whimper, and then she buried her face in the pillows and moaned. I was starting to become truly alarmed for her well-being, for this was my wife after all and I loved her more than life itself! But then she raised her head and turned to look at me through slits of Misty, lust filled eyes, and I recognize that look. She was thoroughly turned on, and receiving this raping more willingly than I had imagined possible. The man was now perspiring, and grunting with his efforts.
He looked over at me bound in the chair and watching what he was doing to my soulmate, and he couldn't help but notice the erection which was-for me-fully engorged, and needful in its own right. I got the impression he was amused at its size, as I said only being about half the size of what he was swinging, but he looked over his shoulder of the closet and said "okay girl, come on out, it's your time to join the show" and out of the closet stepped a young nude and breathtakingly beautiful black girl, which I can only assume was maybe his daughter. The age difference seemed far too great for her to be his wife, or even girlfriend. But I didn't know. She stepped out of the closet and came across the room to my chair and without looking at me or acknowledging my existence as a person, she knelt down and taking my cock in her mouth began sucking me, and marking the expertly with a small and incredibly pink tongue. Janet had her head turned and was again watching me get a blow job from this beautiful stranger. But then one she had fully lubed with her spit, she turned her back to me and backing up so that her firm muscular ass was nearly against my belly, she lowered herself down onto my cock which slid effortlessly within her. She was so completely ready to delete take me that I knew she had been in the closet fingering herself, perhaps masturbating as she watched what was happening on the bed. And I wondered again what relation these two were to each other, what they meant to one another if anything.
Again that man mountain pulled himself from out of my wife's sex, which from the sound of it was now quite open and dripping for him. He said to her, "you see that bitch? That's which are gonna do to me now!" and with that he lay down on the bed and made her to straddle him, and guiding her hips shoved down on her forcing her to impale herself upon his incredibly massive shaft. Again a small yelp of pain escaped her lips, but he'd have none of that shit! He said to her in a cruel voice, "now get to bouncing that cheap cunt on me girl" at which she obeyed and regardless of the discomfort and stretching she still had to do to accommodate the man, she began going cowgirl on him. From where I was sitting and being ridden likewise except the girl was reversed and facing away from me, I could see in the mirrors at the end of the bed the back view of what was going on, my wife's flawless white skin of her back and perfect globes of her ass as she bounced on him. And again I noticed her preference for being barefoot as a lifestyle, regardless of where we went or what we were doing, for the soles of her feet were absolutely black from the parking lots and sidewalks and city streets she had trod over the past few days.
As she eased into her task, she looked over at me and I could tell her gaze was falling on the girl facing her and the way she was raping me. For what else could you call it when I was bound and gagged, completely helpless and being used in the most impersonal manner you can imagine by a girl who had an even looked me in the face or otherwise acknowledged me as a human. For all she cared my cock could've been a silicone dildo on a mount for her to ride and then forget. But what she was doing to me, she was doing most expertly and I just couldn't resist any longer, I groaned through my nose as I breathed and ejaculated up into her young ebony body. Of course she could feel the hot spurting semen being shot up inside her, because suddenly she knew her job was done and standing up and getting off of me she walked slowly out of the room without giving me a second thought. On the bed, her father - or whoever he was - again made Janet change positions putting on her back once more so he could mount her missionary and finish the job of raping her.
And get down to it he did, cleaning her wrists to the mattress above her head while he kissed her again, harden against her will because now she was getting actually sore from the banging and the reaming that his once attractive huge organ had given her. But he was just tuning in her now, jackhammering with such ferocity they finally won over the edge of his own orgasm, and it sounded like she was trying to scream into his mouth as he pumped her full to overflowing, as her cavity was so full of him that there was no room for all of his spew, and even while he continued to hump and pump it leaked out of her around his shaft, and ran down the crack of her ass onto the bedding. But finally he was finished whether, and as he withdrew even then it's satisfied wilting state his meat was impressive as he stood and just like the girl, turned and walked out of the room without saying a word. Unknown to me their clothing was in the guest bedroom where they had disrobed prior to Janet stashing them in the closet for their performance. For moments later the man walked in and came over to my chair and with the flick of a small bladed knife sliced the duct tape which was restraining my left arm. And then handing me the knife handle first in a safe and careful manner, he said "here, you're gonna want to cut yourself free" and then he said with a grin and a nod of the head indicating my wife, "it's gonna be a while till she can walk right" and then he walked away, and neither of us have ever seen him or the girl again.
The end
My wife loves to rut with other men, while I watch. We got married quite young, and as usually happens after the first few years our sex life got kind of dull and predictable. One day I suggested expanding our horizons to have a threesome and to my surprise, my beautiful young bride Janet agreed! What I did not grasp at first though was, she met me and another man. This idea took a little bit of getting used to for me, but after all she was no virgin when we met and neither was I. So the conversations that night turn to the question of who it would be.
I really should not of been surprised that this came up, because before we had this discussion I was trying to spice up our sex life by waiting until her special moment was upon her and then as I pounded away as best I could I would whisper the name of other man into her ear. I knew that psychologically this would force her to picture the person without even thinking about it, and therefore implant the idea that it was them who was plowing away madly between her legs! This fantasy play grew into her out right fantasizing about these other men, some of who she had actually lain with before we met, and others who she had not but had perhaps always wanted to. This current of the game of way laying her as she walked into the bedroom, slipping a blindfold hood over her head which we purchased online at an adult toy store, roughly removing her clothes and taking her to bed and then pretend raping her.
This play got her incredibly hot, and as long as she never called out the safety word I would have no mercy on her young luscious body. I began pretending I was these other men, and began to enjoy the game even more than I believe she did. It got to the point where merely the idea of another man - or men - opening my wife's legs, grasping her around the delicate instep of her lovely bare feet and entering her hot wet ready hole, roughly and perhaps a bit too deeply, would give me a terrific hardon! And this was the point at which we had these discussions of making our fantasies of having a devils three-way real. Now the only task remained to choose the man we wanted to include an approach them with our idea. Perhaps I shouldn't have been too surprised when everyone we talked to about it jumped at the opportunity.
Janet was a little nervous about the whole situation when the first of the guys came by the apartment. His name was Ed, a neighbor of ours. His wife was a real little bitchy ball buster and the idea of getting his meat inside somebody who would appreciate it appealed to him greatly. But with Janet of that weirded out about doing it in front of me with somebody, and add also nervous on that account, I decided to just leave them to it that afternoon and go run a couple of errands. As I was out running the car through the car wash and making a stop at the hardware store and stopping over to see a buddy and drink a beer on his sofa with him, I knew that Janet was back at the apartment with him probably doing everything she enjoyed so much. She enjoyed having a man undress her, and make her naked in front of him while he was still fully closed. Then she would sit on the edge of the bed, or sofa whatever, and watch as he stripped himself nude for her. And then while sitting there she liked for him to walk up to her as I had on so many occasions since our wedding, and present himself for her practiced and expert suckage.
She was one of those rare girls that actually enjoyed feeling a man's member go hard within her mouth, while she reached down between her own tightly close legs with one hand and let those delicate slender fingers make yourself ready for him. Traditionally then she'd love to go onto her back and have the man take her firmly by the ankles and open her legs so that he could use her. She always threw her head back in ecstasy as she was entered for that first time! But I had talked to Ed earlier, and I knew that he preferred them on all fours. And so, looking at my watch, I imagine her on the bed or the floor in front of our living room sofa taking it doggy style from one of our best friends. His bitchy little wife Laura would be so pissed off she knew! But fortunately, Janet and I had no problem keeping secrets like that. I killed pretty much the whole afternoon, and when I got home I noticed the curtains were open on the windows facing the parking lot of the apartment buildings which was our predetermined signal that it was all clear. Ascending the stairs and sitting my key in the lock, I entered and found Janet sitting there right mind on the sofa wearing her old faded friendly genes and comfy T-shirt, and reading a magazine. Setting my stuff down and kicking off my flip-flops (we had a no shoes/barefoot rule) I moved to join her on the sofa and she drew her toes up enough to give me room. Reaching down and laying my hand lovingly on her pretty bare foot, I said "so how was it?"
Dropping her magazine contentedly, she repositioned and turned her head to look at me. "Oh God sweetheart, it was fantastic. He's not as long as you are, but he's a little bigger around and after he was finished with me I didn't think I was good able to walk!" Grinning, and happy for her that she had a good time in bed with our friend, I asked her "did he come inside you?" She nodded her head up and down happily and confirmed that not only had he come in her, but it had evidently been a long time since he had as he had flooded her out. She said "why was in the shower it took me two disposable douches to get them all out of me". I was a bit disappointed as I had held onto the fantasy all afternoon but when I walked in the door she'd still have his shots of jizz pooling within her. But there would be plenty of other opportunities for that, and if she had felt the need to clean herself out, well, I could live with that. "Well good sweetie, I'm glad you had a good time" then I stood up and went into the kitchen to get us both a drink. After all, it was a warm afternoon and she had expended a lot of fluids working up a sweat!
We spent the evening together after a simple dinner, and then finally came bedtime and we readied ourselves to slip between the cool clean sheets together. As had always been our habit we both slept in the nude, as most Americans do. We marveled at the foolishness of some people who actually wore some kind of pajamas or other clothes to bed, since it just never felt right. We settled ourselves comfortably for the night and as I had hoped, I felt Janet's cool, slender and amazingly strong and agile fingers seeking out my manhood. She dallied there, toying with me absently as she recounted for me how it had been with Ed earlier that day. The things she had done, the things he had done, the things he had made her do, all the dirtiest details were related to me in a quiet bedroom voice. And when I was fully firm in her grip she began moving her hand, her wonderfully closed fist, length my is my cock jacking me slowly there beneath the covers, in the dark. She did this expertly, drawing on her years of practice with me sensing my readiness and approaching need. And at just the right time - or from my point of view, the wrong time - she stopped her actions and released me, just as my need was becoming undeniable and my release imminent. Then she shifted position and turned to kiss me full on the mouth, our tongues finding each other briefly before she pulled away and said "I love you more than you can imagine, you know. Good night my love" and then she turned over onto her side away from me, and forbid me to touch myself because what I had down there belonged to her and was not mine to waste. Then she settled herself to drift off into sleep leaving the delay there on my back in my need. Aching agony, but unable to do anything about it as I had been for bid and the touch myself. She was breathing softly and evenly in her sleep, for what seemed like hours before I finally managed to lose my erection through cuckolded frustration if nothing else, and drift off to a restless sleep myself.
This last play had been on a Wednesday, and now is Friday and she was ready to play again. I called Ed and invited him over and told him this time we were going to be sharing her. Ten minutes before the prearranged time for him to come across the hall from his apartment, I told Janet to go into her bedroom stripped naked lay on the bed and wait for us. Obediently she turned and moved away down the hall toward the bedroom, and I heard the soft skin on the soles of her feet padding softly against the tile of the hallway floor. After a few minutes there came it's soft tapping at the door, and when I opened that he stood there in only his boxer shorts. I grinned and asked him, "didn't have the balls to come out your apartment naked, huh?" to which he grinned and said that he was still scared of getting caught in the hallway. But I laughed and said the fear of getting caught is half the fun! I stood aside so he could enter, then I closed and latched the door and turned toward the bedroom gesturing for him to follow me. The bedroom door was closed, so I turned the knob and the two of us entered and there lay my bride on the bed nude is I had instructed her to become, with her fingers laced behind her head as she lay there on the pillow. Her legs were slightly apart, not wide as in the invitation yet casually exposing her sex. I moved toward the end of the bed and stripped my shirt off over my head, and then looked at it in confirmation and as I and snapped my cutoffs and drop them to the floor his boxer set the carpet at the same instant. And so we stood before her too cock switch were about to make use of her body.
I looked at it and asked him, "would you like to eat my wife's cunt?" which made him grin, and he moved instantly between her legs, parting them, and without preamble began nuzzling and lightly kissing her cubes. She made a yummy sound and willingly opened them up bit farther for him as I join her on the mattress laying on my side next her, and laying one hand softly on her belly reached in and kissed her lovingly. She opened her mouth to receive me, and our tongues quickly found one another as we began to deeply soul kiss and share one another's breath. Her breathing deepened as she turned on and as I pulled back I saw both her nipples were standing erect upon their perfect mounds, and so moving my hand up from her belly I cupped one breast lightly fingering that nipple as I lowered my lips to the other one and suckled her. She took her hands from behind her head and unlacing her fingers, gripped firmly posts of the headboard as she arched her back and side saying, "oh my God, yes!". It was now actively sucking her clit, flicking it with his tongue rapidly, and penetrating her with his tongue as she opened to him. I did so love it when my wife behaved like a slut! But then of course, most husbands do.
I kept suckling her, fingering cupping and playing with her perfect breasts, and deeply kissing that luscious mouth as Ed brought her to her first climax with his practiced oral skills. Then he stood up at the end of the bed and his erect cock stood proudly for her to look at. I said to her, "look honey, look at what's about to use you!" to which she laid her head back down and said to me, "whatever you say honey. Whatever you want. I have to do whatever you say". I nodded that Ed and he moved into position above her, positioned the head of his penis against her opening, and then without a word slid effortlessly inside her. Again she threw her head back in the ecstasy of what was happening to her body and moaned with pleasure. I rolled away from her slightly and guided her hand down to my own now fully erect shaft so she can hold it and stroke me slightly as it began pumping and plunging his cock between her legs. I stared at him there, one of the only instances where you can openly look at another mans hard cock without it being weird - watching it sliding in and out as he fucks your wife!
After a few minutes of this and slow down and then withdrew slowly from her, as evidently he was getting close to blowing spume. I took that as my cue to have my turn, and I replaced them between her thighs and said to her "you know babe, the only thing better than watching you get fucked is fucking you myself!" and with that I positioned the head of my cock down where belongs, and stressed myself within her where my friend just been, and began pumping my meat into her. I reached down beneath the small of her back and with my strength hoisted her pubes up so that I was on my knees and her holes out the right height the list let me plunge away madly. She was moaning and sighing with the pleasure of the fucking, and her cunt was wide open and sloppy-wet and ready, which I found most satisfying. Then dad tapped me on the shoulder and said "mind if I cut in for another turn?" so I slowly withdrew politely, freeing her up so he can have another turn. We continued in this manner, trading back-and-forth sharing her between us until we were both dangerously close to the edge of coming, and at this point I decided it was my turn to chow down so I placed my face between her legs and began eating her muff to give us both a break. I watched as Ed then took the place I had previously occupied laying beside her, on his side, and started taking his turn holding, suckling, and tweaking her nipples, and kissing her full on the mouth which she opened to receive his tongue as she had for me earlier. Although my cock was going without attention at the moment, it brought me nearly to the point of orgasm again to think that I had my tongue in the hole and lips against the snatch which the two of us had only moments before had filled with our cocks.
While I had no problem remaining firm, eggs erection had begun to will slightly having taken the break from the action, and as I watched he moved into position straddling those perfect breasts and lowered his cock so she could begin sucking it. Just as she had opened readily for his kisses, so she parted her lips and let them begin to fuck her beautiful mouth. Again I drew excited thinking how she was tasting herself on him! I felt needful of her hole again and so changing position again I thrust myself back within her, causing her to moan suddenly even though her mouth was full of the moment. Again I grew fearful of coming too soon and so I placed my shaft fully within her, balls deep as I could go, and held perfectly still as I reached down with practiced thumb and fingers and started jazzing her clit. Her cunt went absolutely wild on my shaft, her muscles internally squeezing and gripping feeling like she wanted to tear it off of me as the orgasm to which she had been dangerously close to begin with rippled through her body from head to toes. As she did so it reached down and lightly pinched both nipples simultaneously, which made her ride even more wildly. God I was glad I'd married this woman-child!
Ed was ready for another turn, and I wanted some of what he just had so we traded places she began cleaning herself off my organ as he filled her a new between the legs. However we had flipped her over so now her asked was in the air, Ed was sucking her dog style, and I was sitting on the bed with my legs out and then angle so she could literally go down on me my hard cock pointing straight up from where my aching needful balls laid against the bed spread. I was dangerously close to pumping my product into her mouth, and that's not where I wanted it to end up so I signaled her to stop and remove myself from under her but then laid down with my head for the balls had been so now she could lower her face and again soul kiss me, with tongs and deeply, as Ed banged away at her cunt and with his strong hands parted her cheeks so that he could see the tight pucker of her butt hole as he took her for his pleasure. And then as we kissed, my tongue detecting the taste of her sex and both of our cocks on her lips, it began grunting and held his cock fully in her motionless as he spewed forth this product for the day. She moaned into my mouth with the sensation of his molten cum splashed deeply within her. Breaking free from her kisses I rapidly moved to take place behind her as Ed was now removing his rapidly fading erection and leaving that space available for my usage.
Without preamble I smacked her sharply on the ass as I reentered her in this position and began beasting her as roughly as I could. And so I fucked myself into her reveling in the feeling and knowledge of another man's come coating my cock and her delicate insides as I prepared to add to the mess. It had laid down on the bed and she had turned to the side and was now kissing him as she had kissed me earlier, and the site of his wet glistening spent cock laying across his thigh as my wife's breasts jiggled with the pounding I gave her and she made love to the mouth of my best friend from across the hall was more than I could take, and so with a loud grunt and several mighty thrusts I too began to shoot and spill my seed inside my wife. Again I smacked her hard on the ass turning the cheek a pleasant pink color as I finished orgasming into her depths. I withdrew from her as I was rapidly wilting, my balls aching from the need and effort and repeated banging against her snatch, and laid down on the other side of her to rest. Then she repositioned and laid down also on her back between us, and as each by the hand intertwining fingers and said with a sigh, "oh thank you, thank you both. That was amazing". We lain there for a minute and then gently we both extricated ourselves from her grip and move to the end of the bed, looking down on her and viewing our handiwork. Janet was starting to drift off into a postcoital slumber so I flipped part of the bed spread across her body is a cover, and one into the bathroom to wash myself off. When I came out Ed was gone, having returned to his own apartment but I noticed his boxer shorts were still laying on the carpet by the foot of the bed. Evidently he had finally found the courage to go across the hallway buck naked! Looking back at my lady one last time before I left the room and closed the door so she could rest, I thought to myself...
that is one well fucked fox!
Although sharing her body with other men had originally been my idea, as most women do she took to it readily and soon discovered how much great fun it was. It just bears out my series that all women have an inner slut, an inner whore, and all they need his permission to let her come out to play! And so it was that two or three days a week, every week, she would be out and about in the apartment complex meeting and mating with different men, and sometimes women, just so she could tell me about it in detail that night and then turn over and go to sleep, knowing that I was laying there in throbbing needful agony wanted to get between her legs myself, but not being allowed. And the more she did this to me, the more deeply in love with her I fell and the more devoted to me she became.
After two months of this during which time I had ejaculated involuntarily in my sleep three times out of the frustration she left me in, she planned a special treat for my birthday. I wasn't quite sure what it would be but I was sure it would be special. And that night in her bedroom there was a new addition to the furniture. A large sturdy solid wooden frame chair, the kind school teachers used to sit in. She undressed me stripping the nude, and set me upon a folded towel on the seat of this chair. And then she secured me to it. There were no arms on the chair, so my arms hung to my sides and were restrained with straps of the tape to the chair frame where the seat met the back. And though my ankles were taped to the front legs were they hit the floor she had pushed my knees together and secured them that way with a single strap just below the knees. And so there I was, sitting there quite restrained and helpless with my manhood in my lap. At least she had taken the care to move my balls up from between my legs before she shoved them together! She then stripped a small length of silver duct tape off a role applied across my mouth. Then she moved and dimmed the lights in the room to only a single pink colored 15 watt bulb in a small bedside lamp, and then went to her closet and slowly opened the accordion doors. And into the dimly lit room, out stepped the largest, already nude and greatly hung black man I had ever seen! His head was shaved smooth, and his six pack belly and huge biceps rippled with the simple movement of stepping out into the room. And then standing before him, my darling little bride began to strip herself naked.
"Now are you sure you want to do this?" he said in a quiet yet deeply booming voice. And standing before him, looking up into his eyes for her head came only up to his shoulders, she said in a quiet voice simply "yes" and then he asked her, "well I hope so because there ain't no safety word!" to which again she replied in the affirmative in the smallest most childlike voice I've ever heard her use. And then as I sat there restrained and helpless to do anything about it, or even voice of protest, I watched as he pushed her roughly to the floor and forced his amazing member between her pink pouting lips and told her to start sucking his cock or he'd smack the shit out of her. Now of course I'd seen Janet with a face full of penis on several occasions, mind of course and several others from the men she'd serviced since we began playing this game. And I had it on good authority she had been well-versed in the skill in high school before we met and began dating. But this was something different, yes something very much altogether different. Because even in a merely partially erect state his organ was choking her and causing her to gag, yet he kept both huge hands firmly gripping her skull and forcing the thing down her throat. When finally her choking became serious he withdrew from her now fully and amazingly erect, and taking her under the arms lifted her effortlessly and tossed her onto the bed. And then she said to him, "now rape me you big dick bastard!" and with that he grabbed those slender white ankles of hers and literally threw her legs apart. Then he moved forward using his powerful body insinuated between her thighs to keep them that way, even in this light I could see that he'd left faint red marks where he'd grabbed her just above her delicate bare feet. The man was incredibly powerful, I watched his muscles ripple as he once again took hold of my wife.
"All right now slut" he said, "you asked for this!". He had done absolutely nothing in the way of foreplay to get her excited, and ready for intercourse. And yet he was about to take her and forces way inside her body. He retrieved a small tube which I had not noticed, from the head of the bed and on capping it squirted a quantity of strawberry scented lube onto his immense shaft, and took only a moment to distribute it evenly around himself and over the head of his huge cock before tossing the tube over against the wall and then still grasping his cock positioned it at her tender entrance and then pushed. And as he made his initial thrust he placed his other huge hand across her mouth which completely muffled scream she tried to utter. And then he was stifling her protests with his own mouth, kissing her hard and roughly as he pinned her delicate wrists to the mattress, at her sides. And there I sat pinions to my solid wooden chair and muted against all protest by the tape my bride had applied my mouth is this huge African-American rates my woman before my eyes, and all this amid the realization that she had found him and brought him here, and paid him money that I brought home from work to do this! And then the realization crashed into my brain, as I started to grow a throbbing painful erection of my own, that this was her birthday gift to me - because she knew that I had always had the fantasy of watching this happen to her. And again I realized how much she loved me, as I watched him grunt and painfully ream her delicate precious cunt that had at one time then just for me.
He removed himself from her mouth and the pain she was in was evident as he used her viciously, the girth of his manhood was such that the stretching had to be painful and I knew that the tremendous length of him was ranting itself into her soft internals with every stroke, and with every stroke he was literally knocking the wind out of her. And yet if she looked over at me with tear filled eyes, for he had now removed his mouth from hers and it appeared that he was doing his best to tear her up inside, but amazingly she held her silence. She was intent on giving me this gift of having my long-held fantasy of watching her be raped, fulfilled in real life! My heart swelled at realizing the love she had for me to give me such a gift. I looked down at my own shaft, literally half the size of the one she was taking now, and where my heart swelled at realizing the depth of her love for me, now my cock swelled with the excitement of watching her be roughly taken by this brutish stranger. My organ was now larger and more swollen than I had ever seen it. It literally ached, and had I had a free hand there is no way I would've been able to resist the urge to grab it and begin stroking myself. The man so where she was looking, and then turned his head to the side and also met my gaze. "Your bitch has one tight white girl pussy!" he said, and then "but I'm gonna take care of that for you. It won't be so damn tight by the time I get done with it!" And then he turned his attention back to the business at hand, roughly grabbing her perfect B-cup breasts and squeezing him until the nipples popped out so that he could suck them, and hurt them as well. I was so excited at what I was seeing I thought I might just squirt my come into the air as I sat, but I did not. I simply sat there watching how much my wife loves me, and enjoying the fantasy driven live sex show she was giving me.
He withdrew from her now and unceremoniously flipped her over, not drawing her up into the doggy position but simply flat on her belly and forcing her legs impossibly wide open reentered her already abused sex from behind. She reached up and grabbed firm hold of two of the posts in our headboard, and he said "that's right bitch, you better hang on!" as he began pounding his way inside her just as deeply and forcefully as before. This must've been an effort for him, for now he did grab a hold of her below the belly and hoist her ass into the air so he could use her while on his knees, as I had done during the three some with Ed. As he forced her to take his full girth and length she made a slight mewling sound. Almost a whimper, and then she buried her face in the pillows and moaned. I was starting to become truly alarmed for her well-being, for this was my wife after all and I loved her more than life itself! But then she raised her head and turned to look at me through slits of Misty, lust filled eyes, and I recognize that look. She was thoroughly turned on, and receiving this raping more willingly than I had imagined possible. The man was now perspiring, and grunting with his efforts.
He looked over at me bound in the chair and watching what he was doing to my soulmate, and he couldn't help but notice the erection which was-for me-fully engorged, and needful in its own right. I got the impression he was amused at its size, as I said only being about half the size of what he was swinging, but he looked over his shoulder of the closet and said "okay girl, come on out, it's your time to join the show" and out of the closet stepped a young nude and breathtakingly beautiful black girl, which I can only assume was maybe his daughter. The age difference seemed far too great for her to be his wife, or even girlfriend. But I didn't know. She stepped out of the closet and came across the room to my chair and without looking at me or acknowledging my existence as a person, she knelt down and taking my cock in her mouth began sucking me, and marking the expertly with a small and incredibly pink tongue. Janet had her head turned and was again watching me get a blow job from this beautiful stranger. But then one she had fully lubed with her spit, she turned her back to me and backing up so that her firm muscular ass was nearly against my belly, she lowered herself down onto my cock which slid effortlessly within her. She was so completely ready to delete take me that I knew she had been in the closet fingering herself, perhaps masturbating as she watched what was happening on the bed. And I wondered again what relation these two were to each other, what they meant to one another if anything.
Again that man mountain pulled himself from out of my wife's sex, which from the sound of it was now quite open and dripping for him. He said to her, "you see that bitch? That's which are gonna do to me now!" and with that he lay down on the bed and made her to straddle him, and guiding her hips shoved down on her forcing her to impale herself upon his incredibly massive shaft. Again a small yelp of pain escaped her lips, but he'd have none of that shit! He said to her in a cruel voice, "now get to bouncing that cheap cunt on me girl" at which she obeyed and regardless of the discomfort and stretching she still had to do to accommodate the man, she began going cowgirl on him. From where I was sitting and being ridden likewise except the girl was reversed and facing away from me, I could see in the mirrors at the end of the bed the back view of what was going on, my wife's flawless white skin of her back and perfect globes of her ass as she bounced on him. And again I noticed her preference for being barefoot as a lifestyle, regardless of where we went or what we were doing, for the soles of her feet were absolutely black from the parking lots and sidewalks and city streets she had trod over the past few days.
As she eased into her task, she looked over at me and I could tell her gaze was falling on the girl facing her and the way she was raping me. For what else could you call it when I was bound and gagged, completely helpless and being used in the most impersonal manner you can imagine by a girl who had an even looked me in the face or otherwise acknowledged me as a human. For all she cared my cock could've been a silicone dildo on a mount for her to ride and then forget. But what she was doing to me, she was doing most expertly and I just couldn't resist any longer, I groaned through my nose as I breathed and ejaculated up into her young ebony body. Of course she could feel the hot spurting semen being shot up inside her, because suddenly she knew her job was done and standing up and getting off of me she walked slowly out of the room without giving me a second thought. On the bed, her father - or whoever he was - again made Janet change positions putting on her back once more so he could mount her missionary and finish the job of raping her.
And get down to it he did, cleaning her wrists to the mattress above her head while he kissed her again, harden against her will because now she was getting actually sore from the banging and the reaming that his once attractive huge organ had given her. But he was just tuning in her now, jackhammering with such ferocity they finally won over the edge of his own orgasm, and it sounded like she was trying to scream into his mouth as he pumped her full to overflowing, as her cavity was so full of him that there was no room for all of his spew, and even while he continued to hump and pump it leaked out of her around his shaft, and ran down the crack of her ass onto the bedding. But finally he was finished whether, and as he withdrew even then it's satisfied wilting state his meat was impressive as he stood and just like the girl, turned and walked out of the room without saying a word. Unknown to me their clothing was in the guest bedroom where they had disrobed prior to Janet stashing them in the closet for their performance. For moments later the man walked in and came over to my chair and with the flick of a small bladed knife sliced the duct tape which was restraining my left arm. And then handing me the knife handle first in a safe and careful manner, he said "here, you're gonna want to cut yourself free" and then he said with a grin and a nod of the head indicating my wife, "it's gonna be a while till she can walk right" and then he walked away, and neither of us have ever seen him or the girl again.
The end