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Subject: Slutwife Repost: Parts 1 & 2 (first time writer) (M+/F, wife, gangbang)
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Due to popular demand, I am reposting parts 1 and 2 of my gangbang
several years ago. I am working on the rest......
First, let me tell you a little about myself. I married my husband when
I was 21, he was 20. We were both attractive, fit and sexually active.
We lived together before we got married and one day out of the blue my
husband to be started talking about sex and how he wouldn¹t mind if I
had sex outside of our relationship. Since I really enjoyed sex we came
to an agreement after a few days that I could fuck other men (& women)
if I was discreet and told him all the details while he made love to
me. He also wanted to participate whenever possible. Thus began a
marriage that involved many lovers over a period of many years. I had
my cake and I could eat it to. This is one of many true stories I will
share with everyone as I find time to write them down. Names have been
changed to protect the innocent (& the not-so-innocent!)
Also, so you picture me in your mind while you are reading I am 5 feet
tall, weigh roughly 95 pounds right after a shower, have average sized
breasts for my height (some guys called them ³perky²), have a small and
nicely rounded butt and have brunette hair in 2 places. I always got
carded all the time, even for cigarettes.
My first, and only, gang bang.
Steven and I had been married for about a year and a half. I had had
several
lovers during that time but pretty much just with a few of Steven¹s
close
friends, a couple guys from where I worked and my regular meetings with
my
old boyfriend who I was living with when I met my husband. Steve always
loved the idea of stealing me away from Rob and then giving part of me
back.
Well, one of Steve¹s friends named Wayne had an older brother who was
getting married and Wayne was throwing a bachelor party for him and his
friends. I had met his brother once before about six months ago when we
all
went out of town together and rented a house on the ocean one weekend.
He
was about 15 years older than me and although I didn¹t see him much that
weekend he seemed like a nice guy. A working class kind of guy with what
seemed like a very proper girlfriend.
My husband and I had shared our king size waterbed 4 or 5 times with
Wayne
and I had several private encounters with him prior to this incident.
He had
always treated me how I liked and sex with him was good. He was tall,
somewhat skinny and had a huge cock. One of the biggest and longest
cocks I
ever had the pleasure running across. Because of all this I never turned
down an offer from Wayne. He knew he could fuck me anytime, anywhere. No
questions asked. Steve also knew this. Basically, it was his idea. Part
of
out original agreement was that if I was to be with a man and enjoy his
sex
than I was to be his completely. Since I am sort of kinky I always love
telling a new lover in his ear that wanted to be his personal little
whore.
To have me and fuck me in any way whenever he wanted. I always stuck to
that
promise.
Back to the story. It was a Saturday evening in the summer and Steve
and me
were just sitting around our apartment watching tv and smoking an
occasional
joint. We went out to the nightclubs quite a bit but that weekend we
were
kind of broke. So there we were, lounging around watching the tube when
the
phone rang. It was around 9 p.m. and though we weren¹t expecting
anybody it
wasn¹t uncommon for the phone to ring even late at night. I always
answered
the phone after 8 p.m.. They were almost always for me, especially if
it was a
weekend. Well, it was Wayne. He was at his brothers condominium across
town
throwing a party for him and his brothers friends. I looked at Steve
when he
asked who it was and mouthed Wayne¹. He smiled and went back to
watching tv
knowing I might be fucked that night and filled up with Wayne¹s cum.
I could hear the party in the background as I listened to what Wayne was
telling me. He said that the stripper he was going to hire to come over
suddenly asked for a larger fee and he didn¹t have the money. He had
boasted
a little about this girl to his brother and he was pretty sure she would
have sex with him once before she left. He was bummed. I could tell he
was
really looking forward to treating his brother to a little fresh pussy
before he tied the knot. He had been with his girlfriend for years and
apparently confessed to Wayne that he had only been with a few women in
his
life and that was a long time ago. I laughed and told him maybe it¹s
better
not to show him what he¹s missing. He almost agreed. We were still
laughing
when he asked me if he could possibly ask me for a favor. I said ³sure,
it
never hurts to ask². Having a general idea of what he wanted and
listening
to him stumble over his words I told him that I really hadn¹t stripped
before especially in front of a bunch of guys and would not make a very
good
stand-in if they are expecting a professional stripper. He said no, no
that¹s not what I was going to ask you. Well what then I said, spit it
out.
I was wondering, he went on, if you wouldn¹t mind coming over for just a
little bit and showing my brother a good time. Oh, I said. You want me
to
come over to your bachelor party and have sex with your older
brother...in
front of everybody I asked? No, he stated, just Rob and me upstairs in
his
bedroom. He didn¹t want me to do anything fancy just screw his brother
and I
could go if I wanted.
I mumbled a few things while I thought about it then told Wayne to hold
on a
minute. I covered the mouthpiece with my hand and looked over at my
husband
who I knew was listening with one ear. Isn¹t Wayne having a party
tonight
for his brother or something Steve asked while still looking at the tv.
Yes,
I said as a slight grin began to appear on my face. You haven¹t done
anything like that before have you? Done what?, I said. Had an orgy
with a
bunch of guys? A gang bang? No, never more than two I told him flatly.
He
already knew that anyway. I could sense that Steve had a concern. What
am I saying...I HAD a concern. I told Wayne to call me back in 10
minutes. He mumbled OK then added that he would come pick me up and
bring me back if I wanted or give me gas money if I drove myself. I
told him again to call me right back but not before he promised to take
very good care of me while I was there and protect me and make sure
nothing happens that I don¹t want to happen. OK, I said and hung up.
I went to my husband and sat next to him on the couch. I put my hand on
his leg and asked what he was thinking? Well, he started, you do know
it¹s a bachelor party and everyone should be fairly well drunk by now,
right? Right, I answered. A room full of drunk guys I do not know, who
are probably running out of ways to entertain themselves. He went on to
say that if my cute little self suddenly showed up some of the guys
might assume certain liberties can be taken. There is usually only one
reason a woman shows up at an all male party. He was right. I told him
what Wayne had told me, word for word. He asked me if I even liked Rob,
Wayne¹s older brother. I said that I thought he was nice and polite
when we spent that weekend at the beach. He agreed. He was much older
than me but took good care of himself it seemed. Again, Steve agreed. I
then relayed that Rob was going to marry that prim & proper woman he¹s
been living with for who knows how long and how his sexual experiences
were very limited. I told my husband that Rob just wanted a little
taste of the wild side with a pretty young woman before he says his
vows. Steve nodded. He understood. I reminded him that Wayne promised
to take good care of me, pay for gas and keep the other men off from
me. He asked if I was sure that it was going to be that way? I reached
out and took his chin in my hand and turned it away from the tv and
said, Wayne is YOUR friend...don¹t YOU trust him?? I knew my husband
trusted Wayne, they had good friends for a long time. I trusted him and
told Steven so.
Resigned, my husband got a funny smirk on his face and asked if I had
ever thought of having sex with 8 or 10 guys at a time? I had. But
really I was too scared to ever actually do it even if I had the
chance. I am a petite woman. Because of that sometimes after getting
fucked hard by someone I need a little time to recover. I like being
fucked hard but am not really into pain. Steve makes slow passionate
love to me and I really enjoy it but most of the time I prefer rough,
animal type sex. Wayne once fucked me so hard in our own bed that I
could not have sex for two days. So the thought of getting gang banged
did kind of sound like fun but I didn¹t think my body would take the
abuse.
I asked my husband if it was OK with him if I gave Rob night he would
never forget? I would drive myself so I could leave at any time. I
would spend as much time as Rob wanted then I would come home and make
love to him and tell him everything that happened. That did it. Steve
agreed. As I was kissing him and thanking him and assuring him I would
be just fine the phone rang. ³Hello² I said with a very cheery voice.
Wayne said, ³Well?² Well, I said, Steve says it¹s alright with him as
long as you look out for me. ³No problem² he stated. Tell Steve I will
be your personal guardian. He knows, I told him. He wanted to know when
I could come over? I said I would be ready in about 20 minutes and I
would drive my car. He gave me directions. I asked if he had said
anything to his brother or the other guys about me possibly coming
over. Only Rob knows, and I told him it was a maybe. OK, well, you can
tell Rob to get ready for me and that he can have me for as long as he
wants tonight, no need to rush things. Wayne was very excited by this
time and said he was going to tell Rob to put some clean sheets on the
bed and straighten up his master bath. Wayne thanked me and said he
knew I would come through for him. He knows me pretty well.
Wayne asked if I would stop and get whatever I wanted to drink and he
would pay for it when I got there. Sounded good I said and told him to
look for me in about 45 minutes. ALRIGHT!! was all I heard until Wayne
said wait, I have an idea. I put the phone back up to my ear and heard
him telling me to come around to the rear door instead of knocking on
the front door. OK. He told me stay off the deck and come around the
building to the right. He would leave the door slightly open so I could
come right in and he would be waiting for me. Hmmm, I thought, this was
going to be fun!
I hung up the phone and walked into our bedroom. I slipped out of the
comfy sweats I was wearing and open a couple dresser drawers. As I
stared at what was available to wear Steve came into the bedroom, laid
on our bed and propped his head up with his hands so he could watch me
get ready. Anytime I was going to meet someone he usually helped me get
ready. Being a guy I think he figured he knew what other men would like
to see on me. I always agreed. He asked me how slutty I was going to
get, how far I was willing to go? All the way I stated as a matter of
fact. Anything Rob wants to do, I will do it. Anything he wants to do
to me he can and I going to tell him that soon after I get there. Steve
was getting excited now as I was. I kept pulling skimpy things out of
my dresser but none of them seemed right for tonight. I wanted to be
Rob¹s whore and sex slave for the night but didn¹t want to look that
way. My husband suggested that since Rob was a generation older than us
and I often look as though I am only 15 that I would be well received
wearing a short skirt with pleats, white bobby sox with my black
leather flats (I don¹t like high heals) and a tight fitting fuzzy
sweater. I said, do you mean like I used to dress for the Friday night
football game when I was in junior high school? Yes he answered. I
liked the idea. I would appear young and innocent and act young and
innocent while Rob took advantage of me and my small, tight body.
I put on a very sexy bra that allowed my nipples to stick out if they
wanted. I grabbed the matching panties and Steve said no. No panties.
But, I started to say, the skirt I have is short and if I bent over or
raised my arms for some reason, like when I reach up and hold a man
when he¹s kissing me, I would be flashing whoever wanted to look. I
said if the other guys saw me that way all bets might be off. Smiling
he said that was a risk I was going to have to take. He wanted Rob to
know the first he kissed me and reached down to feel my behind (which
every guy does right away) that I was ready to go. Alright I said as I
trotted off to the bathroom. ³Honey² I called. In came Steve and I
handed him my razor. It¹s his job to keep my bush trimmed and most of
my pussy shaved. It was easy work as I am almost naturally bald and
smooth down there. My child-like vagina and small ass has always
brought a man to total satisfaction. Most men I have sex with cum in me
2 times before were done. Some guys do more than that.
Steve trimmed me up nice and neat and cleaned me with a warm wash
cloth. He then sprayed a very light mist of lavender between my legs
and said I was ready. I did my hair real quick, got dressed in my
school girl clothes and stood in front of my husband. He told me to
raise my hands over my had like I was getting something out of the
cupboard. Sure enough, my entire pussy and pubic mound were visible. So
was all of my ass. Very nice he commented and told me I should very
careful or I could wind up very sore the next day. I said, I might be
sore anyway if Rob is built anything like his stud brother. I couldn¹t
wait to find out. Then I just blurted out, ³what would think if I was
to fuck everyone there? Just curious I said. Well, would you like to?
he asked. I told I didn¹t think so but that you never know what¹s going
to happen. Very true he replied, then he sat on the edge of the bed and
pulled me close to him. He ran his hands over my nude bottom under my
skirt. He reached up under my sweater and pinched my nipples causing
them to become hard and erect. He said I look better with hard nipples
visible. Then Steve kissed me and whispered in my ear that he would
take very good care of me and pamper me for a few days if I came back
after pleasing every guy there. I smiled and plunged my tongue into his
mouth. I told him I loved him very much and I would call if I was going
to be really late. Fair enough he said and pinched my butt.
I grabbed my purse and blew my husband a kiss as I went out the door. I
was excited. More excited than I have been in awhile. I felt myself
getting wet. Really wet. I got to my car and hiked my skirt up so I
wouldn¹t sit on and get it wet. The car seat felt kinky under my bare
bottom. It felt good. I dropped by a store and bought some wine coolers
to drink. My excitement grew the closer I got to Rob¹s house. I was
very nervous too. Even a little scared as to what might happen. Oh
well, I thought, I am only going to live once.
I arrived at the condos and parked my car under a light. I carried the
wine coolers under one arm and held the piece of paper with his unit
number on it with my other hand. I heard the place before I saw it. It
was loud. Here I was. I could see men moving around in the window.
Everyone seemed to be holding a drink or a beer. I thought I saw a
joint being passed around. Lots of back slapping going on and lies
being swapped. I made my way around to the back of the building as
instructed. It had been 50 minutes. I spotted the open door and slowly
made my way toward it. Tiptoeing, I saw Wayne poke his head out of the
door and take a quick look around. I was spotted. I froze. Wayne
grinned from ear to ear and waved me in. As I came up to the door Wayne
stepped out and put his arms around me. I put my arms around his neck
and he started to kiss me on the lips when I felt the breeze on my
naked private parts. I had already forgotten. Too late now. Wayne
reached down and was surprised to feel my bare self. He held me out
from him just a little and kept my arms around his neck. Very nice he
stated while checking me out. I started to blush a little and told him
it was Steve¹s idea to wear this. His hands were all over my bare butt
as he told me I had never looked better. I let him feel me up a little
then swung my hips away and said I was here on business and we might be
able to play after do what I came over to do. Alright he said, I¹ll
hold you to that. I asked what he wanted me to do next and he said I
could slip inside and make it up the stairs most likely without being
noticed. Especially if he created a diversion. I asked how many people
knew I was coming and he said only him, Rob and 1 other guy. I asked
how many guys were here and he said he thought it was 10 not counting
himself or his brother. That¹s a lot of men I thought. A lot of horny,
drunken men in a relatively small condo.
Wayne shuffled inside and motioned me to the stairs just to the right.
He proceeded into the living room and yelled at everyone over the
stereo to look at what was outside. Everyone looked out the window and
took this as my queue to scurry up the stairs. I did. No one even saw
me. My heart was pounding and I started to sweat a little. It was warm
upstairs and I couldn¹t wait to get this tight sweater off. No lights
were on so I kind of stood there at the top of the stairs and listened
to everyone partying below me and giving Wayne a bad time for making
them look at the window. Still clutching the sack of wine coolers a
lamp came on in the bedroom directly in front of me. Then Rob appeared
in the doorway. He was taller than I remember. And slender, just like
his brother. I glanced down at his pants and couldn¹t help wonder what
else was similar. I smiled at him. He stepped out to greet me and
extended his hand. I put my hand in his and moved closer with my head
down. He asked if he could take the bag from me? I held the sack out
with both hands and thanked him. He asked me what I thought of the
party and I mentioned to him that Wayne snuck me in the back door and I
don¹t think anyone saw me come in. Cool he said, and mentioned his
brother said he was going to try that.
With one arm around my shoulder Rob guided me into his dimly lit
bedroom and asked if I wanted to sit on the bed. Sure I said not
looking up. I turned and ran my hands over my butt to straighten out
the skirt and slowly sat on the edge of the bed with my knees together
and my hands on my knees. With my head still tilted down a little I
clicked my heals together for something to do during the silence. Rob
was surveying me. He was taking me in with his eyes and maybe trying to
convince himself that I was really older than 16. I know that¹s how I
must have looked. He commented on my outfit and said it reminded him of
school. I smiled and batted my eyes at him. I started to talk to him
and said that I hoped he had good memories from school. He chuckled and
said very good memories. He said it has been that long since he has
seen anyone as pretty as me. I smiled again and started to blush. I had
to get out of this sweater.
Rob, who was dressed in gym shorts and a university t-shirt sat down
next to me and asked if I was OK being up here with him. I looked at
him and warmly stated that I was just fine being with him and that I
really liked his brother. He said bluntly ³you must². I said Wayne was
a very good friend of my husbands and myself and I would do almost
anything for him. Wow, was all he could say at the moment. He said
Wayne had mentioned me a couple times and that they had talked once
about me. I asked what about? He said about my willingness to be with
him between girlfriends. Oh, I said and looked down. Rob then thanked
me for coming over on such short notice and asked how long I could
stay. Well, I thought to myself, now is as good a time as any and I
really wanted out of that constricting sweater. I looked up at him with
my eyes and softly stated that I was his for as long as he wished.
Shaking his head he mumbled something about being a very lucky man. He
reached for my hands, which I was still wringing on my knees like a
daydreaming school girl. I took his hand and placed it on my thigh
above my knee and covered it with my hand. I looked up at him again and
he asked if he could kiss me. I said I would like that. He leaned over
and I offered my lips to him. Our lips touched lightly and knew right
then he was a passionate, easy going love maker. That sounded fine to
me. As we kissed and explored each other with our tongues I stood up
and wedged myself between his legs. This was a much better position. I
took his hands and placed them on my slender hips then wrapped both my
arms around his neck. I kissed him deeply and opened my mouth wide for
him. He liked that.
It wasn¹t long before his hands slid down my skirt and onto my bare
thighs. His long arms caressed my smooth legs (I never have to shave my
legs as no hair ever grew there). When he reached down as far as he
could go his hands moved to the inside on my legs for the trip back up.
I grabbed his head by his ears and planted another deep kiss on him
while at the same time moving my legs apart enough to signify to him
that not only was it OK for him to keep moving up but that I was ready
and willing. He nuzzled my neck and told me how nice I smelled. I
whispered in his ear that I like to smell nice all over and that he
smelled nice too. With that his one hand moved around to the back of my
upper thigh and the other slowly crept up the front. With his hands
just below the hem on my skirt I took my hands off from his head,
crossed them in front of me and slowly lifted the bottom of my sweater.
I looked him straight in the eye and with my mouth still open casually
lifted my sweater up over my now erect nipples. He reached up and
helped pull the shrunken garment over my head. I felt sooo much better.
I shook my head and let my hair fall back into place. He grabbed both
sides of my ribs and brought my chest up to his face. I like it when
men do this. I had a small amount of perspiration in a triangle just
above my breasts. His hands seemed like they reached all the way around
my tiny rib cage. He smelled me deeply, his lips went to my chest and
removed the perspiration from my chest. As he kissed my neck and
caressed me with his experienced lips I felt like I was going to melt
right into him. I reached behind his head and guided his moist lips
onto my very hard nipple. Working the tip of his tongue around the lacy
fabric of my bra he managed to get my nipple even harder. It was
clearly sticking straight out now and he used the opportunity to suck
on it with his lips. This made one longer than the other so I slowly
redirected his mouth to my other breast. When his mouth made contact I
moaned, arched my back slightly and said out loud how good it felt. I
did feel good. Really good. He was gentle with his mouth and tongue but
kept a firm grip around my ribs with his large, strong hands. I was in
heaven. I like it when a man handles me deliberately and firmly. A guy
who doesn¹t show a little strength with me and is afraid to move my
body with force usually does not get to deposit his sperm inside me
anymore. Some men think I will break somehow if mistreated. I suppose I
do look somewhat delicate but the very first time I let a guy put his
cock up my petite little pussy without a condom and fuck me I always
show him, and talk to him, and let him know without coming right out
and saying it that I am not fragile and I like to be treated a little
rough. If not, it¹s like getting that limp handshake. No wimps allowed.
Grab me. Hold me up against the wall. Hold me down on the table or over
the back of the couch. Grab my legs with a some authority and put them
where you want. I¹ll keep them there until you move me again. Take my
head and show me what you like, show me what pleases you and makes you
cum and I will do that for you every time were together without being
asked or reminded. Most men can move my whole body at once and hold me
in just about any position. Although some lovers never do understand
why I am letting them fuck me and never comprehend to what lengths I am
willing to go, the things I am willing to do for them and let be done
to me.
Back to the initial contact with Rob. I was feeling very good. Very
horny too! I moved my hips side to side until his legs were spread wide
and I was able to grind my mound against his. This had the desired
effect. Rob¹s hands returned to my soft but taut thighs. Again just
below my skirt. His teasing was making me squirm and he knew it. I bit
his ear and whispered how good his hands felt on me. I told him he had
a strong grip and how nice it felt when he held me tight. My legs are
in excellent condition due to my job at the time at an aerospace parts
facility. My muscles were well defined and very tight on my upper legs.
I planted my feet at shoulders width and tensed up my legs as he
gripped my thighs tighter and tighter. We played back and forth like
that for a little bit while we resumed deep, intrusive kissing. With
his hands now just below the curve of my butt cheek his thumbs found
there way almost to my certainly wet vagina. I stepped slightly further
apart and marveled how his large hands were able to grab my ass and get
that close to my pussy at the same time. Wayne has large hands too. As
well as large feet. I had a pretty good idea I was going to be feeling
impaled on his huge dick very soon.
When he deliberately took an ass cheek in each hand I was sure he had
all my butt in his grip. Again he pulled me to him. He kissed and
nibbled on my neck while his hands squeezed my tight ass and his long
fingers stroked over my asshole. I could already feel my sphincter
muscles begin to relax. It made me relax too. I arched my back to give
him easier access to my back side. His fingers really felt good going
from the outside of my pussy, across my anus and back again. I was
wondering if he was brave enough to stop and insert one of his long
fingers into my ass. I would¹ve let him. He then lifted my entire skirt
up, held it up with one hand and stood me up to look at me. I kept my
gaze downward while he caught his first glimpse of my womanhood. I
could tell he was pleased. I then took the skirt myself and held it up
for him while he inspected me. His prize. His grand prize. I continued
looking at the floor, looking submissive. I WAS being submissive. Rob
seemed to quickly understand his dominant role for the evening. I began
to think that I was wasting my time fucking all these young men and
boys. I had decided older men were better lovers right out of the box.
I stood in front of Rob, feet apart, head down and holding up my own
skirt trying to look like an innocent young girl he shouldn¹t even
think of having sex with. He slid one hand sideways up between my legs
until I spread them enough to expose my vagina. I have a small patch of
brown hair just above my muff and extending down to the top edge of my
pussy lips. There was no hair on either side of me or down further.
What I did have was not thick or bushy and was very soft. Except for
the visible cropping and shaping of the hair I do have I look more like
some pre-teen just entering puberty.
When Rob¹s index finger made contact with my rapidly swelling lips I
moaned, closed my eyes and rested my head lightly on his shoulder. I
also spread my feet even further and tugged harder up on my skirt. He
put his other hand around my ass cheek squeezed hard. It hurt a little
bit and a small whimper escaped from my mouth as I twitched without
warning. This interrupted his quest to feel inside my pussy and he said
he was sorry for grabbing me so hard. He said in defense that I just
felt so nice, so firm, so smooth that he couldn¹t stop squeezing me. I
said it was OK. He must have thought I was just shrugging it off
because he said again that was really sorry if he hurt me. That was it
I told myself. Rob was off to a very nice start and I wasn¹t going to
let him blow it by doubting himself the rest of the night. I stopped
what he was doing and bluntly stated that I needed to tell him
something. ³What?² he asked, looking surprised. I pushed his upper body
back onto his bed and climbed on him. I began to remove my skirt while
on my knees, on the bed, straddling his bulging pants. I pushed my
chest out and pulled the skirt over my head. ³No underwear², he said, I
wish Janey (that¹s his main squeeze) would do that once in a while.
Actually it was my husbands idea I told him. He looked surprised again
and said Steve was a lucky guy to have me. I let him stare at my smooth
pussy for a few seconds then bent over him and put my hands on his
shoulders. Almost like I was holding HIM down. I looked him right in
his eyes and said the following: ³I know I¹m petite and look kind of
fragile and I understand your desire not to hurt me. I want you to know
though that I prefer a strong man who knows what he wants and knows how
to get it. I would rather have sex with a man who took control of me
and used me for his pleasure in any way his heart desired. I want to be
taken by a man. I am not into pain for the purpose of getting off and
could do without it all together if it was possible. I moved close to
his face so our noses were just touching and said to him that I
accepted a certain amount of pain in exchange for the intense orgasms I
have when a powerful man is holding me in place and fucking me as hard
as he can. As hard as he can for as long as he can. I told him I needed
to be fucked hard and treated a little rough and I would never complain
about being hurt. I almost never stop what¹s going on because of pain I
know will go away. I also told him that I can¹t always help myself when
something hurts. Sometimes I whimper and close my eyes and all my
muscles tense up. Sometimes I cry. He said he did not like the idea of
seeing me cry for any reason. I kissed him lovingly and assured him I
was alright even though I might be crying.
He didn¹t know what to think about that so I mentioned to him that my
wildest and longest orgasms come after a little crying or whimpering
from pain. He said he thought he understood. I told him I came over
here to be his sex slave for the night. I wanted him to use me, to fuck
me, to use me some more, to abuse me and make me cum. I nibbled his ear
some more and whispered my desires for the evening. I wanted his sperm
deep inside me. I wanted his raw cum swimming around in my womb for the
next 3 days. He was not to wear a condom. Ever. I didn¹t like them and
did not allow them to be used on me. I love the feeling of a rock hard
cock pulsing inside me and I can feel most men when they cum in me. I
also like the idea of walking around, a happily married girl, with a
part of other men inside me. I go and fuck my ex-boyfriend every 3 days
so his sperm is always active inside me and swimming around. When my
husband cums in me I tell him he is pushing someone else¹s sperm deeper
into my womb and I thank him. I ground my wet pussy onto the bulge in
Rob¹s shorts and told him my other desires. I wanted him to have anal
sex with him and I wanted him to cum on my back or on my chest. But his
first load, the biggest load, I wanted up my willing cunt. He smiled
and fiddled with my bra and said he would be happy to do all those
things to me. He did mention that I might think twice about anal
fucking when I saw his unleashed cock. I asked if Janey ever let him
fuck her ass? He sadly stated that he had only done it once in his life
before he even met Janey. She did not like the idea so no anal sex in
this house he said.
I helped him take my bra off so that I was now totally nude. Still
straddling him I scooted down a bit and hooked my thumbs in the waist
band of his shorts and ever so slowly and deliberately I pulled his
shorts away from him and then down. I stopped when the head of his big
cock was exposed. I wrapped my hand around his shaft with the cloth of
his shorts in between. I looked at him and smiled wide as I watched him
watching me lower my mouth to his throbbing cock head. I stuck out my
tongue and carefully licked and moisturized the entire head. It was big
alright and well shaped. I got it to glisten a deep red color. As I
pulled down the shorts the rest of the way I was surprised to see it
was larger than I had thought. He had lots of bushy black hair all
around but not a lot on his testicles. When I put my hand around it a
second time with skin to skin contact and stood it up he had to be
maybe 2 inches longer than Wayne and bigger around. I knew Wayne¹s cock
was 9 inches or so long so that put his brother in the neighborhood of
11 inches and the base of this monster looked like an old growth
redwood tree. This was absolutely the biggest thing I have contemplated
putting inside my narrow canal. One thing for sure was having sex with
Wayne fairly regular was going to make this lovemaking easier to enjoy.
All the guys I whore around with have average size cocks. Which is
fine, I take good care them all. But when I first saw Wayne drop his
pants for me after a party we held while standing next to my side of
the waterbed which I was laying down on.
I had not planned on fucking anybody that night and was about to nod
off when this big purple vein appeared through the cotton on his BVD¹s.
I have always enjoyed being with Wayne even when he uses me more like a
sperm bank than a lover. I have grown to love his large cock and how it
feels inside me.
I put both my hands around Rob¹s shaft, one on top of the other and
still had plenty left over to wrap my lips around. So that¹s what I
did. I held his fully hard and twitching cock straight up using both my
hands then used my muscular legs to hold my head and shoulders directly
over the top of him. I looked at him and told him his cock was going to
be the biggest thing ever inside me. He grinned and then looked at me
sideways and asked if I could handle all of that. I returned his
question by asking how Janey tolerated his extra-large size? He laughed
a little and informed me about exactly what Janey had in common with
the grand canyon. I said, ³oh, she¹s kinda big huh?² Plenty big enough
for me Rob said. Well, I purred into his ear, ³you are going to really
enjoy me². I added that it was going to be fun seeing how much of him I
could take, especially at first. I said to him I was going to suck his
cock for awhile and lick his balls but if he started to cum to tell me
quick so I could slide my pussy onto his shaft and make him plant his
seed as deep inside me as possible. He agreed and I went to work on his
big dick. With both hands holding him I lowered my wide open mouth down
onto him. I got his entire head past my lips and began a slow up & down
movement with my upper body. My leg muscles flexed and strained every
time I raised up. With each downstroke on his cock I tried to get just
a little further down his shaft.
My gag reflex isn¹t real sensitive but physically I just had a small
mouth and throat. I worked and was able to get the head of his cock to
press against the back of my throat. I fought my gag reflex but soon
realized he was simply too big to take any more without some type of
surgery. He seemed to like it though and mentioned he was going to go
off if I continued. I promptly stopped and lightly squeezed the base of
his cock. This maneuver causes the glans at the head to seemingly
inflate even more and appear as though they are about to burst. I liked
watching this and no guy has ever told me not to do that.
I continued to keep one hand on his balls gingerly caressing them while
I decided how to best mount this pole for the first time. I knew I
wanted to be in control of the actual insertion so we stayed in our
positions and I brought my feet up under me on the bed, still in my
little girl church shoes. I mentioned to him that I should take them
off and he insisted I keep them on. That remark convinced me of an
earlier thought I had and that was he liked the idea of me being a
young girl. A clean, soft early teen or pre-teen he could play with
sexually and train to someday soon take all 11 inches of him in her
tight, narrow pussy. I was more than happy to indulge his fantasy as
all men, no matter what they say, like to fantasize about having their
way with an attractive, under-age female. All guys think about that at
some point in their life and I enjoy letting them fuck me in every
possible way while I act demure, frightened at times and positively
submissive. I looked at it as good, clean fun between consenting adults
and I think it helps to get it out of their system. My lovers were
always satisfied. Always.
As I spread my legs apart and got over the top of him he gripped my
calfs firmly in an attempt to help. My pussy was not going to be any
more ready for this invasion so I lowered my swollen and dripping lips
onto the head of his cock. I hesitated and let him get a nice, long
look at his huge throbbing dick at the entrance to my small cunt. I
swiveled back and forth a couple times to re-moisten at least the head
of himself. He said I look very nice like that and he could cum right
now if I wanted. I said ³nooo, please, not yet². He recommended I hurry
as the sight of me about to impale myself on him was too much to hold
back. I lowered myself as far as I could the first time. Halfway.
That¹s it. On my second try his cock shaft was well lubricated and I
was able to get a little more of him inside me. I pressed my body down
onto him and felt my uterus being shoved up inside me. My vaginal walls
were stretching and I grimaced at the pain. Rob managed to watch me
lower my tiny body onto his flag pole for a third and fourth time while
visibly in pain and in ecstasy at the same time. I was just rising back
up when he grabbed my hips with his big mitts and tugged me down onto
his exploding cock. I cried out from the pain and knew he was further
inside me than before. A couple tears came to my eyes but I moaned in
pleasure as I clearly felt his cock unload a gusher of sperm in my
belly. I put a hand on my stomach and knew he was way inside me. I
enjoyed feeling his cock spasm and blast some of himself deeper in me
than I ever imagined anybody could. I rode him until he was all done. I
asked him if that was OK? It was more than OK he said, it was great! He
said he has never pumped out so much cum in one orgasm before and it
felt like his nutsack was turned inside out. With his still very long
cock two-thirds in my pussy I leaned over and kissed him gently on his
forehead. He sighed in relief and I kissed his nose and his ears and
his neck and anywhere else.
He grabbed the sides of my head and pulled my face down to his. I
instinctively opened my mouth and let him pull me down the rest of the
way for a very deep kiss. He was still breathing a little hard when he
told me that was the best orgasm he had ever had. I proceeded to glow
with his nice compliments. I rubbed his nose with mine and said it was
my pleasure. I also told him he was in virgin territory. He liked that
thought. I told him I could feel him in my stomach cumming. He noticed
one tear left over and wiped from my eye. He said he was sorry if he
hurt me. I reminded him I was a big girl and that we already had that
talk. I did not want him to apologize every time he thinks he¹s hurting
me. Besides, I told him, he was able to get more of himself inside me
than I did doing it my way. Granted my way works even if it does take
more time. But when he yanked me down on him I am pretty sure he thrust
his hips forward at the same time causing my uterus to move out of the
way and stretching my vaginal walls to the breaking point. The initial
pain was shocking and that¹s what brought the tears to my eyes. I can¹t
help it. My bodies reaction to this intrusion was to lift myself upward
for relief. My legs strained and screamed to get off him but his big
hands and tight grip on my narrow hips kept me in place while he thrust
his over-sized tool as far in as he could get it. I know at that moment
he was not thinking about my welfare at all but only about his ultimate
pleasure and satisfaction. His animal brain took over and all the
sudden he was stuffing his fat cock into that cute little girl who sat
in front of him in 8th grade history class. The quiet and attractive
brown-haired goddess he thought about every night while teaching
himself this new trick called masturbating. She never paid this skinny
looking nerd any attention back then so now I have to pay the price
with forceful intercourse.
While we rested on each other and talked softly about how good the
other felt I was still riding his semi-erect penis. The initial
lightening bolt of sharp pain from his huge cock going where no man had
gone before subsided after a couple minutes into a dull ache. I was
telling him how fantastic his big cock felt inside me while in reality
I was trying desperately to relax myself and let the pain resolve
itself. It finally did and I allowed more of his member to push inside
of me. A little sharp pain then the dull ache returned as I held my
position and looked down at us to gauge the progress. About 2 inches
of his half deflated and semi-ridged penis still was not covered. I
stayed at it though and moved my skinny hips around in circles and back
and forth trying to force what he had left (which was still a lot) all
the way inside my aching pussy. He knew what I was trying to do and
kissed me very nicely on my lips. He said to me that I turned him on in
such a way he had never known before. That was very nice to hear. My
mission for the night was virtually complete and he had not even truly
fucked me yet. I was proud of myself and felt a warm, fuzzy glow sweep
over my entire body. I collapsed onto Rob¹s chest with his now growing
cock still deep inside me. I allowed myself a few moments to enjoy this
terrific new wave of pleasure and laid there totally relaxed while his
chest slowly lifted me and lowered me with each breath he took. I was
in heaven. I thought about my husband and how much he was going to
enjoy hearing about this one. Suddenly I had to pee and told Rob I
needed to remove myself from him to go to the bathroom. He was so
turned on at the sight of me with so much of his cock buried in me that
he didn¹t want to let me up. He asked if I could hold it and I said no,
not with his monster dick compressing all my internal organs, including
my bladder. He said I just looked so fine on him and my ultra-stretched
petite pussy felt like a vise grip on his cock. I told him I needed to
go. He got this cocky look in his face and pulled me down further on
him while his member stiffened back up. The pain increased along with
the pressure and I began to think I was not getting off.
I was starting to tremble from the different feelings and emotions
flooding my body at that moment. I realized I was getting what I had
asked for. Rob was going to fuck me his way. Not my way. He had taken
my most private and sensitive area and made it his. I WAS truly at his
mercy. He then asked me if I had ever had a golden shower or gave
someone a golden shower? I said no but I knew what it was. Steven and I
had talked about a couple times but never got around to trying it.
Well, he smirked, I get to teach you something new tonight. I was
apprehensive to say the least but in no position to argue with him. I
could not hold it any longer and said so. Rob rose up off the bed with
me firmly attached to him. I held onto his shoulders and buried my head
in his neck. His cock felt so good as did his firm hold on my body. He
held me against him with one arm and I wrapped my legs and arms around
as tight as I could. He took me into the bathroom, lifted the toilet
seat cover and promptly sat down. I looked down and noticed we were
indeed over the toilet bowl. He grabbed my ears and plunged his tongue
down my throat. I relaxed my jaw and opened my mouth as wide as it
would go and let him roam his tongue deep into my mouth. I could sense
another intense wave of pure endorphins about to sweep over my body. I
submitted to my master and welcomed this emotion to over-run me. And
over-run me it sure did. I had a gigantic orgasm, one like I had never
felt before completely take control of my impaled body. I began to
shake uncontrollably, I let my eyes roll back into my head and tried to
ride this awesome feeling and steer it too. I was out of control. I
could vaguely feel Rob move me to arms length to look at me and then
just as fast clutch me tight against his chest. Urine burst from my
well stretched pussy. The release caused another orgasm deep inside me
to erupt and now I was really shaking, and trembling, and whimpering.
Massive tears welled up in my eyes and started streaming down my face
as my head flopped around and my mouth hung open drooling. Spasm after
spasm rocked my otherwise solid world and I gave up trying to control
it. I peed and peed and peed and Rob kept telling me how hot it was and
how erotic it felt. I kept cumming until I finished peeing on Rob¹s
lap. What a rush. I was sweaty all over and cold at the same time.
It was then I realized I could feel Rob¹s pubic mound with mine. I
gathered up a few senses and looked down to see but I couldn¹t focus my
eyes. Rob lifted my chin and wiped my face with some tissue. I mumbled
a thank you and tried again to see his cock. I couldn¹t. I couldn¹t see
it and I couldn¹t believe it. Never in all my thoughts did I think Rob
would conquer my tight little muffy in one night. I didn¹t think my
organs would handle it. I simply didn¹t think it was possible. I was
wrong. I hugged him tight and ground my pussy lips onto the base of his
cock. I couldn¹t help but grin as I looked at my flat stomach to see
where his snake was going to come out at. WOW! All of him inside me and
he said he was currently fully erect. He reached one of his long arms
over and turned on the hot water. He took a wash cloth, got it wet and
handed it to me. Without question I began to clean us up as we sat
there.
Part 2
Rob pulled another hand towel from the shelves above the toilet. He
dabbed it around my face and neck and commented how sexy I looked all
sweaty. I planted my feet on the floor and slowly started to raise
myself up off from Rob¹s lap. I could definitely feel his cock as it
slid out of me. Being careful not to suck my insides out and enjoying
how it felt I quickly reached down with one hand to cover my pussy. The
head of Rob¹s dick kind of popped out of me as I am sure my pussy was
trying to return to normal. As I bent over to see him out of me I
rested one hand on his shoulder and used the other hand to wipe off his
cock. I dabbed myself too but was fairly dry by now. No cum leaking out
of me. I liked that. The feeling of some lovers sperm running down my
leg doesn¹t do anything for me and fortunately it rarely does. When I
feel a man ejaculate in me I start to manually tighten my vaginal
muscles. I do think it helps keep the sperm from running out. Usually
when I get home my husband like to strip me and flip me. That is
inspect my body for sexual trauma to see where I am bruised, if I have
any hickeys and to look at muffy. By working to keep as much cum as
possible inside me it gives Steven a little taste of the last dude that
fucked me.
I backed up from Rob, stood straight up and reached my hands high
toward the ceiling. I arched back just a tad and stretched my body. It
felt good. Rob sat there watching me and saying what a what a nice body
I had. I thanked him and bent all the way over at the waist to stretch
my lower back. I heard Rob flush the toilet and then wash his hands in
the sink. I did the same. ³Where did you put those wine coolers?² I
inquired. I think they¹re still at the foot of the bed Rob responded.
³Are you ready?² he asked before opening the bathroom door. At first I
thought it was kind of a strange question then I remembered there was a
party going on. Not a quiet party either. I had managed to block out
all the noise downstairs while I was concentrating on Rob and his
you-know-what.
³I¹m always ready² I purred as I ran my hand over his buttocks and
nudged his side with my head. Just then we heard someone bounding up
the stairs. ³Someone must need to use the bathroom² I muttered. Rob
told me there was a 3/4 bath downstairs and that was the one everybody
was using. A tap on the bathroom door and the sound of Wayne¹s voice
greeted us next. ³What do you want?² Rob asked his brother. Wayne
paused and then asked us what we were doing in there? ³Beat it² Rob
hollered thru the door. ³Hey², Wayne continued, ³everybody wants to
know what happened to you². ³It is your party² I mentioned to my new
lover.
³What did you tell them?² Rob asked Wayne. He responded by saying that
he told his friends Rob had to call his future wife on the phone and
needed some peace and quiet. ³That¹s a good one² Rob chuckled, then
told Wayne to go away and he would come right down. ³Alright, it¹s your
fiesta man² was all we heard as Wayne made his way back down the
stairs. I asked Rob if he thought anyone knew I was up here. ³I don¹t
know² he said and with that he opened the door and we darted back to
his bedroom. I swung the bedroom door and closed it by flattening my
back side up against it. Still horny and wanting more I asked him what
we should do next?. ³Well, why don¹t you have a drink² Rob said as he
handed me one of the bottles from the bag on the floor. I tried to open
the cap but I couldn¹t. Feeling weak and feeble I asked Rob to open it
for me. ³Come here² he demanded and I sauntered over to him. I stood
directly in front of him, looked up at him with some sad looking eyes
and held out the bottle. ³What¹s the matter?² he inquired, ³can¹t get
the top off?²
³Well that and your going to go downstairs to the party² I murmured and
stared at the floor. I was trying to make him feel a little sorry for
leaving me. ³Look² Rob stated, ³if I don¹t go and join these guys for
at least a little while they will all come crowding up here². I
understood. Rob then asked me how late I could stay?. ³I can stay as
long I want² I responded but at some point I would need to call Steve
and tell him I was going to be late. ³Why don¹t you come downstairs
with me and I¹ll introduce you around to everyone² Rob said as he put
his shorts and shirt back on. Still standing there with nothing on
except for my black shoes and white socks and dreading the thought of
putting that sweater back on I asked if he had anything I could wear?.
³So you¹ll stay and party with me and my friends?² I told him yes.
³Besides, I¹m not done making love to you² he said while looking in his
closet for something I could put on. I got a little chill and some
goose bumps. This made my nipples hard. I wrapped my arms around my
chest covering
my breasts and waited for Rob. He stuck his head out of the closet and
held out a t-shirt for my approval.
³What size is it?², I asked.
³I dunno². He fumbled with the shirt and I asked him if his
fiance had a dress shirt handy. A button down type of shirt I said. He
rummaged
some more and produced a black satin blouse with an oversized collar and
buttons down the front. I stepped over to the closet and Rob held the
shirt up to
my naked, and chilled, body.
³Are you cold?², he asked.
³A little². ³I get cold easy² I told him. Not
much meat on my bones I guess.
He pressed the shoulders to my flesh and I figured it was about 3 or
4 sizes too big for me. ³Perfect² I told him. Not worrying about
what Rob¹s girlfriend would think of me wearing one of her shirts I
took it and sat down on the
bed to unbutton it. Really, me wearing one of her shirts was the least
of the
situation.
Rob was ready to rejoin his buddies so I stood up, slipped the shirt
over my arms and held the front together over my breasts. ³What do you
think?² I said while inspecting myself at the same time.
³Well, I think you look perfect!² He handed my skirt to me
and I held it against the long black shirt I was now wearing and asked
Rob if he
thought it went together?
³Well, not really² he said. ³But I don¹t think
anything in this closet is going to fit you²
³Do I need to wear anything else?² I asked him.
³That¹s up to you² Rob said. ³Personally, I think you
look just fine the way you are². ³You look very nice as a matter of
fact².
The shirt did cover my private parts but not by much. I fastened a
few of the buttons and prepared to meet Rob¹s friends.
³I suppose as soon as I bring you downstairs everyone¹s going to
know what we¹ve been up to² Rob said as he put his hands on my shoulders
and drew me close.
³They¹re big boys² I said. ³And it¹s OK with me if it¹s OK with you².
Just as the words came out of my mouth I started to get butterflies in
my stomach thinking how this rowdy bunch of older guys were going to
react seeing me like this. I was nervous but excited too. This was a
first for me. Originally I had not really
planned to join the party. Just fuck Wayne¹s brother, suck his cock
and go home. But I do like parties and these guys didn¹t sound like they
were being overly crude or raunchy. I thought it would be fun. I could
tease them and see who the squirmy ones are. If I got up enough nerve
(or got drunk enough, which I don¹t do very often) I was going to flash
one or two of the cuter ones.
I kicked off my shoes and decided to wear just my socks and Janey¹s
black satin shirt.
³You sure do look hot dressed like that² Rob said as he held me away
from him just a tad and admired how I looked in his fiancé¹s shirt. I
undid a top button, and this exposed about three-quarters of my
breasts.
³ Does this look better?², I asked with a deviant smile. ³Is this sexy
enough?
³Oh, that¹s more than sexy enough, maybe a little too sexy².
³Really?² I questioned, not exactly sure if he was serious or not. Rob
went on to tell me all but one of his friends at the party tonight was
married. Most for ten years or more. And while they have talked about
other women and swapped a lot of lies during their fishing trips,
camping trips or any other time they get together it¹s all just talk.
Nothing more. Nothing less.
Now Rob has gone and crossed over the imaginary line. He has had a
taste of the forbidden fruit. While he was not too concerned about what
the guys will think of him he is concerned that the wives will find out
and everyone will think he¹s a dirt-bag. But he has already given in
to my tempting ways. He has seen my sensual and nubile self. His semen
has filled my most private part to capacity. There is no return now. He
is part of me, and I am part of him.
³I¹m just worried about a couple of them trying to come on to you², Rob
explained. Most everyone is harmless Rob went on. But when Danny and
Frank get together for a night of drinking, look out.
³Are those the two loudest ones we can hear right now?
³Yea, that¹s them alright² ³I would watch for them trying to cop a
quick feel if they are close to you² Rob told me.
³They wouldn¹t hurt me would they? ³I don¹t want to be held down and
spanked or anything crazy like that² I stated.
³No, no...you don¹t need to worry about that. Just most, or I should
say all, are going to be flirting with you². ³Most, if not all, are
going to wish they could switch places with me and be the one having
great sex with that tender little body of yours².
I couldn¹t help but grin as I heard Rob talking about his friends and
how they might act. It also made me very horny thinking of all the
possibilities. But I did want to help make Rob¹s party a success. A
party his buddies would not soon forget. So I told him I wanted to do
everything possible to make this a killer party. I volunteered to bar
tend and waitress for everyone. Beers, cocktails, munchies, ashtrays,
whatever, I would get it. I could pick the house up too and straighten
a few things up between fetching drinks and food.
³Wow², Rob said. ³That¹s a lot of work, you don¹t have to do all that².
³But, I want to. And since I¹ve decided to stay for a little while I
insist. Your friends will like it and I get to tease them a little bit,
OK?².
³Well, if you insist², Rob replied. ³I do², I said. ³But a little
teasing might get you more than you came over here for². ³I was just
thinking about bending over once in a while to flash your buddies. Show
them a little nipple here and there and whoever is behind me at the
time can see my ass². ³What do you think?², I asked.
³It¹s your body sweetheart, it¹s up to you²
³No², I said directly to him. ³It¹s up to you². ³Everything about me
has been up to you since I got here². He heard me tell him that when we
were upstairs but I guess he thought it didn¹t apply to everything. So
I explained to Rob one last time why I was there in the first place. I
am doing a favor for your brother I told him. He asked me to treat you
like I treat him for this one night. And I agreed. And when I make love
to someone I give myself to that lover. All of myself, to be used
however you like.
³Dang girl, Wayne was right, you ARE a wild little thing². Rob was
shaking his head and grinning like a fool when he finally asked the
question. The question I knew was coming whether he knew it or not.
³So...your mine tonight? ³All mine, all night, right?² I nodded.
³So....are you saying you can handle my friends by yourself if your
flashing and teasing get out of hand?²
³If you say it¹s alright, I will do whatever your friends ask me to do.
If you do not mind these guys lifting my shirt or feeling me up then
you can tell them it¹s OK². ³As for anything else happening we should
just see how things go, and then you can decide what to do with me².
³You are truly amazing², Rob murmured as he sat, staring at me. I
kissed him on the lips like a wife would kiss a husband. He was my
husband for the night and I began to love him like one. I liked being
his willing sex slave. Since I had made the decision earlier to stay,
and had made the decision to allow things to happen and progress at
their own pace, I felt like a true slut. At times I felt dirty and
nasty. I suspected that before this night was over I might fuck every
one here. I was feeling deviant and dark. I was going to allow anything
to happen. From anybody, anywhere, anytime. Rob was still in charge of
me but I was thinking about how I was going to feel after giving head
to 10 guys.
Rob had left me standing by the doorway, daydreaming, while he went to
the bathroom. I snapped out of it and went into the bathroom while Rob
was still peeing.
³I¹ll be done in a minute², Rob said.
³Take your time lover, I am here to please you². With that I reached
around his waist and gently took his semi-erect cock in my hand. I
aimed him properly and let a couple of my fingers reach down to his
balls. When he finished he told me I should shake it a little. Gently.
³I¹ll do something better² I said as I dropped to my knees. With my
hands on his hips I turned him and swung his still dripping cock into
my mouth. ³Mmmm² was all he could say. I massaged his balls and ran my
thumb from the very base of his cock up to the top. My lips were
secured on his head as I squeezed the last few drops of his urine into
my mouth. I quickly swallowed the salty liquid then licked his nut sack
and licked up his shaft. He was hard in an instant. And I was very
horny and feeling good for being so bold and tasting Rob like that. I
rarely do anything like that but it just seemed like the right thing to
do at the time. I know my husband will be proud of me when I tell him
about it.
³Damn, we have to go² Rob said.
³I know, but I want you to do one last thing for me, OK?²
³What?² Rob asked.
I told him if I was going to be the only female at his bachelor party
then I wanted him to mark me as his. I told him I wanted a big hickey
on my neck so anyone could see. Rob slowly nodded his head then grabbed
me hard by my upper arms and yanked my neck to his open mouth. He
sucked and bit me so hard I squealed in pain. It hurt bad enough that I
tried to pull away. But the more I struggled the tighter he held me
until his lips came off my neck with a loud pop¹. It felt like a patch
of my skin had come off. My hand instinctively went up to my new wound.
When I looked at my hand there was blood on it. I stood in front of the
mirror and gasped as I saw a silver dollar-sized deep bruise on the
front of neck. Rob handed me some tissue and I blotted the black spot
until it stopped bleeding.
³Wow, I didn¹t really mean to do that to you² Rob said somewhat
apologetically.
³It¹s OK babe² I giggled.
I was excited and tingling all over by that sudden and aggressive
attack on me. I almost brought myself to a free-standing orgasm when I,
again, thought about how wild Steve was going to be when he sees this
huge thing on my neck. Kind of like with the pee thing I don¹t often
do, getting a hickey on my neck isn¹t usually allowed. Well, maybe the
back of my neck, during winter. All the rest, and it¹s a lot, go on my
breasts.
³Rob² I whispered softly into his ear as I rubbed my fuck-starved
little body on his leg and his stomach and his chest.
³My husband is going to love what you just did!² I blurted out
gleefully.
Rob looked at me kind of funny and then said ³Oh...that¹s going to get
you in trouble isn¹t it? I¹m really sorry².
I was almost laughing when I had to calm myself down and try to keep
somewhat of a straight face while I told him something. It was
important for me to reassure him that what he did was OK. Sure, it left
a mark. A large and very noticeable bite mark and hickey that would be
more closely associated with wild, rabid animal sex than two people
just getting it on.
I kissed him again, like a good little girl, and explained to him a
little more about Steve. I told him that sometimes when my husband
sends me out to let someone fuck my pussy and make love to me he
requires that I get a hickey on one of my boobs. I went on to say that
Steve does that to keep me honest and to verify I did indeed have sex
with someone. The thought of not fucking someone my husband asked me
(or told me) to never really crosses my mind. But I know it makes
Steve feel good when I can show him a hickey. Little bruises on my body
also please him and I knew he would be eager to see the fingertip
bruising already showing up on my rib cage and on my legs.
I reached and snagged a few squares off the toilet paper roll and
pressed them up between my legs. I dabbed the growing wet spot and
tossed the tissues into the plastic trash can next to the tub.
I ran my fingers through my hair, straightened my shirt and told Rob
³I¹m ready, let¹s go meet your friends².
He took my hand and down the stairs we went.