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Subject: wife's new sex slave, mf/mmf/mmff/ws/cuck, pt. 2
Date: Mon, 08 May 2006 09:15:42 -0700
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The next morning, I wasn't sure how to relate to my wife. The day
before had been so strange and different. I'd seen my conservative
wife masturbating to a kinky video. She'd tied me up and made me eat
her ass. She'd let cum drip out of her and fed it to me in ice
cream. She'd forced me to suck cock and I had actually enjoyed being
used like that. What would today hold?
With fear and trepidation, I opened my eyes to find that my wife was
already out of bed. I was alone in the room. I got up out of bed and
realized I had a raging hard-on just from thinking about the night
before. I headed towards the bathroom only to find Pam sitting on the
toilet. I started to head to the hallway bathroom when I heard my wife
call out, "Over here. Now!"
Now at this point, I could end this domination she had over me. Or I
could be submissive to her. But this was the breaking point. What I
did right this moment would determine the future course of our marriage
from here on out.
I'm not sure why- maybe it was the hard-on I was sporting- but I spun
around and headed back to my wife. I couldn't quite meet her eyes,
but I heard the familiar lament. "We're out of toilet paper."
My God, that woman used more toilet paper than many 3rd world
countries. I started for the kitchen to get paper towels when she
grabbed my arm and pulled me down.
Holding my arm and pulling me to eye level, Pam scooted forward on the
toilet seat and pulled the back of my head till I was face to cunt with
her pussy. She'd shaved this morning and for the first time in my
life, I was looking at my wife's bald pussy. "Clean me up." It
was a command, not a suggestion. So I started licking. Fortunately,
Pam had only been peeing. Otherwise, this would have ended with me
walking off for good. As I licked her cunt, Pam purred and moaned. I
felt the push from her cunt and she held my head close, lips to pussy,
as she shot a short spurt of pee into my mouth. My hard-on bounced
with excitement. Pam noticed and said, "I can see you like your
'morning juice.' I'll make sure you have more tomorrow."
I continued to lick until Pam moved forward even more, had me lick her
bottom and started to shake, quiver and cum. When she came down, still
sitting on the toilet with me at ass-level, Pam announced some rules.
"From now on, you'll wear no pants in the house unless I let you.
Regardless of who's visiting. You'll service me whenever and
however I like. You'll enjoy your own cum with your meals. And you
do whatever I say. Or else this relationship is over. Got it?"
I could only nod my assent. Pam was pleased. "Now," she purred,
"Go fix me some cereal and get yourself some, too." I left without
any pants and headed downstairs. I fixed cereal. Pam came down
dressed for work in a nice skirt and business top. She sat down and
began to eat, noticing my soft cock hanging off my naked body. Smiling
mischievously, Pam looked into my cereal bowl and announced that I
needed some extra protein this morning. I was worried about what that
meant. I soon found out. I was ordered to stand and jack-off into the
bowl.
I was nowhere near hard. Pam noticed it and decided to help out. She
scooted her chair back, raised her skirt and slid her panties down.
With legs spread wide, my wife began pushing an unpealed banana from
the table at her pussy. It worked- I was getting hard. I started to
jack myself as Pam got the banana into her rapidly lubricating cunny.
She went in so far with the banana I was sure it'd come out her
mouth. Pam started plunging hard and rough. She gasped as she watched
me jerk my cock over my breakfast bowl. I could stand it no longer. I
came...hard. Cum hit the bowl perfectly and coated my frosted flakes.
Pam came as well, her face flushed and the banana up as far as it would
go.
Since it was almost work time for my wife, I was ordered to kneel down
and clean her up. I licked all her juices right up. I was rewarded by
another pee shot, which I drank and actually liked. But Pam had grown
fond of having her ass licked. I'm not sure if it was the domination
aspect or the feeling of my soft tongue on her butthole that she liked
more, but she was addicted. So she directed my mouth downward and I
began licking her ass once again. As I did, I noticed Pam was using
her fingers to masturbate her clit. It took almost no time for Pam to
quiver and cum. I cleaned her juices off her cunt once again, then got
up off the floor.
As my wife began to redress, I sat down as commanded and ate my creamy
frosted flakes cereal. My mind was blown by all that had happened and
I began to get hard again. Pam noticed and lamented, "You poor boy.
You just can't get enough cum, can you? I think I can help you out
while I'm gone today." I started to protest, but Pam walked out
the door and headed to work.
It was my day off, so I laid on the couch for several hours after
finishing my cereal. I was reeling from the events of the past 24
hours. I barely registered the knock on the door. I still hadn't
dressed. I opened the door just a crack and peeked my head out. There
was Rod and a huge black guy. Rod had the cell phone up to his ear.
Without a word, he handed it to me. My wife was on the phone.
"I've decided to give you what you want. I know you love cum, so
here's a gift. Do what they say or else clear out of my house. But
I know you want what Rod and Blake have to offer..." Without that,
she hung up.
Rod pushed the door open and he and Blake entered. At this point, I
wasn't sure if I was scared or excited. I mean, if I were honest
with myself, I DID enjoy being used last night by Rod. But
still...this was getting almost scary.
Again, without a word being spoken, the big black guy pointed to the
carpet as he reached out and pushed me to my knees. He was strong and
I didn't want to piss him off, so I went down in front of him. He
unzipped and pulled out a huge black cock. And it wasn't even hard
yet. The man then reached around to the back of my head and pulled me
to him. I opened my mouth and it was instantly filled with fat black
cock. I could barely get more than the head it, but that alone was
enormous. I did my best to suck him in and bob up and down on his
dick, using the suction in the upward motion that every man loves.
After a few seconds, I felt 2 hands on my hips and realized Rod was up
to something.
The black man looked behind me, took the cue and settled down onto his
back and I knelt further down to continue my blowjob of this huge,
rapidly hardening black monster in my mouth. A warm, soft tongue hit
my anus and I moaned. Unfortunately, my dick also became instantly
erect. Rod noticed and commented on how much I loved sucking cock. As
with last night, I tried to protest, but the cock was shoved even
further down my throat, past the gag reflex and I actually was
deepthroating the monster cock in my mouth.
Rod's tongue was replaced by his rod. Uh-oh. I was about to
experience being a total slut to be used by these 2 men. All with the
consent and foreknowledge of my wife. After a bit of probing, Rod got
his member past the rim of my butthole and entered me. I was ready for
pain, but I experienced instead an intense pleasure. After a moment to
allow me to get used to the feeling, Rod began plunging in and out of
me with abandon. I could feel his big balls slapping against mine with
each inward thrust.
I was grunting as Rod held my hips and used me like a fuckslut while I
engulfed his friend all the way to the root of his enormous cock.
Occasionally, I was directed to the huge black balls and I tongued them
faithfully and lovingly before putting his fuckpole back into my mouth.
Unfortunately, I was enjoying this all too much. My own cock was
leaking precum and I was moaning like a bitch in heat.
After a few minutes of being lost in ecstasy, Rod started breathing
harder, groaning and pushing with abandon. It all caused me to sucked
harder on the black cock in front of me. Suddenly, the fucking in my
ass stopped and I felt his dick jerk and wetness spill out inside me.
It was amazing. The cock in my mouth was forced all the way down and
swelled even bigger as shot after shot of cum entered straight into my
belly without ever being swallowed via my mouth.
Everything stopped for a few moments. Rod softened and popped out.
The black man didn't move, but softened only slightly. Then he
started doing something else. It took a minute to realize it. He was
pissing straight into my stomach. When he finished, he pulled out, got
up and put on his pants and walked outside. Rod, however, was not
finished. He came around to my mouth and demanded I clean him up.
"You made the mess on my cock, you clean it." I looked at the cum
smeared on his soft cock and dared not refuse.
The sucking caused Rod to harden again and I continued until he came
again, swallowing it all. Without another word, Rod got dressed. He
went behind me and I turned to look. What I saw made my heart stop.
Rod took a tape from the camcorder he'd set up while I'd been
sucking his black friend and handed it to me. He told me to make sure
Pam got it intact and he left. And I was left kneeling on the carpet
with a raging hard-on.
I was just getting ready to jerk off when the phone rang. Pam was both
happy and emphatic. "You did a good job, little man. Now...don't
you dare touch yourself until I get home. And don't get dressed. Or
else!" And she hung up.
I was exhausted. I went and wiped my butt so I wouldn't drip out,
then fell back asleep on the couch. When I awoke, it was with a man
standing over me holding his dick in his hand.
Pt. 3 Available soon....