Ineffective efforts
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My wife was watching, when I was pulling off my clothes. She quietly buckled my hand wrists into the handcuffs when I put my hands on my back. Then she didn’t say anything, grabbed my cock with her hand and pulled me into the bedroom through the whole house.
Standing on her knees on the foot-edge of bed, she brought together my ankles and bandaged my hands with special leather belt that was having metal chain elements and was fixed to the bed’s metal stands. Then the next step of tying me up was revealing metal handcuffs and replacing them with leather-made ones, which were also connected to the top of bed. After she checked out whether properly I was bandaged, she take her brush out of her vanity and started brushing hairs.
Keeping my eyes on her, I started thinking how did get into this condition of particular sexual life. I and my life are married already for three years, and every day of our happy living together, we were spending all the night hugging and discovering each other. Our sexual acts were occurring occasionally, but I think that she is quite satisfied with that. But seems like, I was wrong.
She always was behaving calmed and acting with patience to me, always trying to express her wishes through showing or telling something, but unfortunately my efforts weren’t fulfilling her needs. Finally I decided to tease her patience for one more time, but she banned me from our bedroom and asked me to leave to the bedroom where usually we place our guest. I was hurt, but still I tried to get some attention back from her again though my messages. She was so damn angry and insistent to sleep apart in different bedrooms.
There was a night when I was laying in the bed and wondering to glue back again our relationships, she entered the bedroom. I tried to grab her hand pull her on to the bed, but unfortunately I was pushed away and warned that I touch her again without her permission, then she will break up our marriage. With commanding and strong voice she required me to stand up and pull of my clothes. Being afraid that I might lose her, without any argument I fulfill her order. Once all the clothes were off and my body was naked, she put my hands on my back and locked them with handcuffs. And then by pulling my cock she led me to our bedroom.
She wanted me to stand at the at foot of our bed and keep watching the way she lies on the bed and pushes vibrator into her kitty, trying to get some pleasure. Since several months this was first time when I had seen my wife naked again, especially moaning and writhing that was arousing me. That’s why I tried to rub my cock on the smooth and wooden bedrail, but it wasn’t pleasing at all because there wasn’t enough friction to enjoy.
She placed her hairbrush after getting proper hair styling on the top of glass vanity, trying to attract my attention her. Surprisingly, but I was watching how my wife is putting on makeup, because I have seen that before, which make me wonder about her plans for tonight.
Somehow I tried to shift my body from one foot to another; however leather belts didn’t allowed me to move much. Though these were much better and comfortable than steel handcuffs, I was kept in that position for several hours longer, than I suppose to be.
When she was putting on last elements of her makeup, I was rethinking again about the way she pulled me into the bedroom, the way she was lying on the bed and using her hands and toys for getting multiple orgasms, while I was rubbing my cock against the wooden bedrail. I know that she tried to tell and demonstrate me that I had the same chances and opportunities for delivering orgasms to her, but inability of getting close to her was my own fault. I couldn’t understand whether she was enjoying my useless efforts of getting closer to her or that opportunity she was using to humiliate and disgrace me.
Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted by the door bell, which made her hurry to finish her makeup and rush downstairs. I had a little hope that she won’t leave for a long time, but something was telling me that it might take a while.
When my wife came back, she was holding hands of another man whom she was leading into our bedroom. I was always suspecting that there is a probability that she is having a lover, but since that moment I was definitely sure in that. I saw how that man hugged her tenderly and his hands were on her body. Suddenly their lips joined in a kiss, while their hands were running all over the bodies of each other, tenderly touching and hugging all the humps.
He dared to slowly pull of her clothes and after her body was nude, my wife dropped herself on the bed and watched him stripping. His arms took my wife and pulled her into the bed, where they were lying together in contact through sot kisses and tender hugs.
Slightly rising her body of the bed, she lovely lady stood on her all her fours right in front of me, so her warm desperate breathing was teasing my chest. Her lover knelt behind her ass and gently pushed his hardened pecker into her moistening pussy that was waiting for that. Trembling of her beautiful body and satisfaction in her face expression showed me how much pleasure and joy she was getting at that moment.
Without waiting even for a second I rubbed my cock against the wooden bedrail located at the bed foot in the same time as her lover was rubbing his penis against her pussy. Though being little envious and greedy about happening, I was happy to see my wife satisfied while my ineffective efforts were demonstrated in front of both of them.
Booty Call. Part Four
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The sheet and large white comforter that was added to the snuggle begin to move. I hear a kiss and then several more from under the white billow. Bodies begin shifting position as the sound of passion intensifies. After several minutes, adark buttock contrast the otherwise whiteness of the bed. And then the covers come off. My queen rolls to her hands and knees. A again rigid dark rod points to the ceiling as her bull turns to position himself behind her. “Come sit over here,bitch” as he motions me closer to the couch next to the bed. I want you to see her loving this as he slides back into her doggy style. I can see the volume of his cock expand as it begins to thrust into her wetness. It wasn’t long before her juices were covering it. And then the moaning-intense but no scream-she was holding back, I could tell. Then he began to moan feeling the pull of cum from deep back. He exploded into her again leaving another swollen cum filled hole. “Now that’s how to please her.” he comments as he motioned me to the clean up. As I was doing my duty, he took the computer and found video of black on white with her husband taking care of the bulls needs, “You could learn something here, bitch. Now clean me.”
I did as I was told-the taste of her sweetness mixed with his as I made sure I got all of it.
He had me go sit on my chair on the other side of the room and they watched a little video. He ordered, “Back on my dick, bitch.” He taunted me ,” He’s not good enough to make it come.” and he left me on it for over 20 minutes before he pushed me back-”you just aren’t good enough.” They continued to explore each other for what seemed like a very long time. “OK bitch, one more chance, Get back on it he orders.” He continues to fondle my queen. “That cock sure makes me feel good,” she lets him know. This time it wasn’t long before he was hard again. “Keep it up,bitch. Milk my balls!!” His cock begins to throb-he’s filling my mouth-He’s made me suck to cum for the first time in my life. “stay on it !!” as I begin to swallow to keep it from dripping out. He pushes me away, “Now that time you did it right”
I’m pushed off the bed and his full attention returns to my queen.
THE WEEKEND PART III
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“Suck her juices off my cock and put it back in her” he commanded as she spread her legs awaiting everything he had for her. “Hold my balls and don’t let me come, bitch” I reached up and held him in his taint space hoping I could accomadate his command. His cock filled her pussy-soon she was moaning again are the estasy of the moment was upon her–I could feel him starting to throb under my thumb. “Please do this right!!” I told myself. He wanted pussy for longer and I better not mess up. Thankfully, he controlled himself as much as I did. A few more times of hard pumping one hot pussy, stopping, resting a minute and starting again and there was no further control. The precum started dripping on her bush as he withdrew. Her cum again covered his black rod. “Take a picture.” I was told. “Now clean it up and put it back in her.” She again opened up-lusting for what he was giving her. This time there was no holding back–the big load he had been storing for the past few week pumped into her filling her fully with the topping dripping out over her new small bush. I’d never felt such intense throbbing-still trying to hold back a gusher that was not to remain bottled up. He laid back and held her in his arms, “Clean that up good, bitch.” I knew it would be my only chance to touch the pussy that was no longer mine-glad to be able to do my meager part in her enjoyment. “Has he got it cleaned up good”, he asked her. With her answer, he commands, “Now clean me up, bitch. And get every drop.” This time I’m happy to thank her bull by doing my part-he had pleased her like never before. This is what she deserved. “Now lick her ass and let her relax” he commands as they snuggle. Soon I can here her breathing-knowing she is falling asleep. He kicks me off the bed and they snuggle close in the rewards of their enjoyment of each other. And that is where part I started. More to cum
THEWEEKEND CONTINUES Chapter II
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She grabbed my hair and shoved my head down his thick shaft until I started gagging. She let up and then did it again. The third time, he was discussed at my poor performance-promised me I had a beating coming later, pushed my head back and told me, “Go sit in the chair and set up the computer and camera for us.” I did as I was told as my queen readily moved with him to the bed. It wasn’t long before his dark shaft was sliding in and out of her light pussy hole-I could hear her start breathing a little heavier. He called me over for a mintue-She had something to say. “God, his cock feels good.” He looked up at me knowing he was pleasing her more than I could ever-”Now go sit back down.” They returned to enjoying each other-my queen getting louder, than quiet, then Louder again. I could tell she was enjoying every minute she had with her bull-like she had repeatedly told me she planned to and if I was good, she might let me clean up. After what seemed like forever to a little cuck with his dick between his legs, I finally head, “Come over here, bitch. Take a picture.” Her cum covered his black stock-”You never made her cum like this, have you, bitch. This is how a man takes care of his woman.” I had to admit he was right. “How many times have you cum, baby?” “Three-you never even last to make me come-this pussy is his forever.” My little pee pee felt like it shrunk to inside me knowing from now on I was only there to serve them in every way they told me.
THE BEGINNING OF THEWEEKEND. Chapter I
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It’s Sunday afternoon on Pensacola Beach. My wife is sleeping in the arms of her bull after he fully satisfied her and,looks like, tired her out for a while. We met him earlier today and had lunch, my treat of course. He walked with us out to the truck-his hand was under her skirt bythe time she sat on the seat as he stood in the doorway. “Get us into the room>” he told me. I called the hotel and got in early. We checked into the motel-beautiful room with king sized bed, balcony and view of the beach. I had to downstairs to take care of business. He entered the room as I left. By the time I returned, less than 10 min later,she was hot on her knees sucking his bull cock. She had been waiting all month to have it again-I know she wouldn’t wait long once they were together. “Don’t you wish you could satisfy me like his big “n____er” cock does,” she said between licks. “On your knees” he tells me. I obey knowing this is the man my queen wants and I am to serve him if I expect to even clean my queens pussy. “Give me that ring” he commands as he points to the band on the thrid finger of my left hand. “Watch her suck a real man’s cock, bitch.” I take the ring off my finger and hand it to him-”She mine now you know-you’ll never have her sweet pussy again.” “Baby,shove that cock into his mouth so he gets a feel of what a real cock is like.” She points his cock toward a mouth I know I must open, “Suck my “n_____er”bulls cock-deep throat it-feel what a REAL MAN’S COCK feels like.’
More to cum!!
oops he made a mess the mucky pup (by Jack)
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I’ve been reading stories on these sites for a while and they are very arousing to me I must admit. I’m engaged to a twenty eight year old slim blonde with blue eyes and a curvy cute ass, small breasts and I love how other guys eye her up so I admit I’d fantasised about her with other men. (note fantasised). She has found in my computer history that I like these sites a while ago and was annoyed sometimes and laughed others. Anyway something has happened I am struggling to deal with recently and I’m in disbelief. My fiancée was out with her mates and I was at home one Friday night and must have fell asleep. I was woken by her noisy entrance about five in the morning and she was pretty drunk. When she’d left she had looked great in a figure hugging yellow dress and matching high heels but now she looked a bit worse for where, make up a mess and hair a little bushy with apparently no shoes on either. She was grinning at me “hey babes” she giggled as I inquired about her shoes to which she said she didn’t know were they were. Annoyed I said she must know were they were raising my voice. Now she laughed and asked if I remembered that bouncer from the club who threw me out when I fell asleep and I now really annoyed said. “never mind that were are your shoes” ? She laughed and I felt a bolt of shock shoot through me as she said. “I left them at his place”. I paused my heart totally pounding hands sweating as she suddenly pulled up her dress to show her bare shaved pussy giggling. “I left my new thong there too” I was in shock as I stared at her and she grinned as if it was normal. “Dont look so shocked it turns you on doesn’t it” I couldn’t speak but shook my head as she approached me and stood with her legs apart dress round her waist. I could now smell drink and sex and couldn’t help look at her shaven pussy the light hitting it and making clear the shiny wetness around her sticky entrance. She took my hand in hers and led it to her pussy as I felt the warmth and sticky coating. Without realising I’d slid a finger inside her sopping pussy and I felt the warm liquid start to run down my finger onto my hand. I couldn’t believe what was happening as I felt my cock grow hard and in shock removed my finger as a blob of cum dripped onto the carpet between her legs and she giggled. “oops he made a mess the mucky pup”. Then she left the mess and me in total shock as she went to bed
Booty Call. Part Three
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I returned to the bed knowing that Debbie should reach Sam’s apartment in about 30 minutes. My mind races ahead, trying to visualize her greeting and then pleasing him. Debbie is very different with other men that with me. Many things that she will not do with me she has no problem doing with her lovers. As I lie in bed too excited to sleep I play with my cock waiting for Debbie to call or text. I place the phone on my chest so I don’t miss the call.
After what seems like an eternity my phone buzzes. There is a text message. She must not have had time to call.
Here message is simple. I am here safely. Very hot and wet. Sam is such a great fuck. Wish me luck.
I text back. Good luck baby. Hope you have fun. Thinking of you. I love you.
God, she is with him. At that very moment Debbie is with him. Thinking of it is almost too much. But the thought drives me crazy. I am sure at that moment she is kissing him. She won’t have any problem saving her lipstick. She will kiss Sam.
As I think about Debbie revealing her new outfit for Sam I get very hot. I had bought her that outfit for a sexy night that I was hoping we could have on a mini-vacation. My work took me to Puerto Rico and I had planned a very romantic week for us. The outfit was part of that weekend. In the end, Debbie couldn’t go. She had planned a date with one of her boyfriends and didn’t want to break it. So, as luck would have it, she was able to wear that outfit tonight for Sam.
Then my phone buzzes. It is a picture. I love getting pictures.
She is on her knees sucking Sam’s huge cock. She has removed her jacket but the remainder of the outfit is still on
It is obvious that Sam took the picture. It is taken in a mirror so I can see all of it. I zoom to her mouth. You can see her eyes rolled back and Debbie’s tongue is swirled around his head. Then another photo comes in. She almost has Sam all the way in her mouth. She is deep throating him. Sam is a lucky guy. I had always wanted Debbie to deep throat me but she would complain about it. I would experience it vicariously through Sam.
My imagination races ahead as I wait for another message or anything. I want to cum but I don’t. I bring myself to the brink then wait. Debbie likes it when I save it all for her or at least jack off in front of her if she is too worn out when she comes home.
After about 30 minutes I get another photo. Sam took this one too. He is fucking her doggie style and he is buried to the hilt. The photo shows his cock buried in her. Her beautiful ass. Her back is arched. Sam has one hand pulling her hair backwards. She likes to be controlled by her lovers. Sometimes she lets me run my hands through her hair when we do it. But it is never physical.
I stare at the photo. I am so lucky to have such a hot wife. Any guy would be lucky to have her. I keep an album with all the photos. I love going through them when I am alone.
I get another photo. I can’t believe my eyes. This one shows Sam’s huge cock entering Debbie’s ass. Wow!!!! It is hot. That is the one thing that I have never been able to do with her. She always tells me that it makes her feel funny when I try it. This isn’t the first time Debbie has had anal sex although it is the first time she sent me a photo. In her previous ass fucking sessions she told me that she was too deep into the moment to take a photo. She would come home with her ass stretched out. Obviously she was thinking of me tonight. She remembered to send a photo.
It is hard not to cum right there as I stare at the photo. At about four in the morning I get some more treats. First, the picture is one of Debbie lying on her back with her knees in her air. Cum is dripping from her cunt down to her ass and then to the bed. The second photo is Debbie cleaning Sam’s cock by giving him a blowjob. You can see the sparkle in her eyes. I can’t wait for her to come home.
Debbie calls and tells me she is on the way. She is going to rest on the way. I eagerly await her arrival. This is what her dates must feel like when they wait for her to arrive.
The wait is driving me crazy. I sit in the front room staring out the window. My cock is rigid. I see the headlights of the car as it nears the house. It stops and the driver holds the door open for Debbie. She gets out of it and shows a lot of leg. Her hair is still a little messed up but not too bad.
Debs walks in the house and I quickly approach her. She is radiant. Thriving. Alive.
She drops her jacket to the floor. She still looks incredible despite a hard night of fucking. Or maybe from a hard night of fucking.
I go to kiss her and she eagerly kisses me. I can taste him in her mouth. She knows this excites me.
My instincts are to fuck her at the door but she wants to go upstairs to our room.
I let her go first and watch her incredible ass and legs. I can see streaks on the insides of the top of her thighs and she takes the steps.
When Debbie enters the room, she goes to the bed and sits down. She nods at her boots. I know what this means. She wants me to remove them. Anything for Debbie.
My hands tremble as I carefully unzip and remove them. I am hard. I want to cum.
I kiss Debbie again. Her tongue darts into my mouth. It tastes like she just got done sucking cock.
She looks down at my cock and says, “Guess you got excited while I was getting fucked. Did you wait?”
I nod yes.
“Good boy. Then you get a treat. I am going suck on your dick before we fuck.”
She tells me to lie on the bed. She comes up to me and the kisses me some more. Her fingers find my cock. It is the second cock she had handled in so many hours. The fact is not lost on me. It further excites me.
Then she kneels on the bed and starts sucking on my wanting tool. She is lost in thought. She seems miles away.
Debbie is getting excited. I can read her body.
Then she moves over me. She is straddling me. Her pussy is just above my face. She is going to sixty-nine. I look up and see her cunt. It is still red and wet from the pounding Sam must have given her.
As she sucks my cock Debbie lowers her pussy to my mouth. She tells me to clean her up. I use my fingers to open her cunt lips. Juices come out. They are a mix I am sure. I dive in and suck it in deep. Debbie moans.
Debbie sits up on my face and really starts to grind. I am going to lose it. I am pretty sure she has had an orgasm.
I want to fuck her doggie style like Sam did but she is too worn out. She turns on her back and spreads her legs. I slowly enter but there is no need. She is very wet and open. I enter and pick up the pace. Debbie doesn’t like it when I place my weight on her. She says it makes her claustrophobic. So I hold my weight with my arms like I am doing a pushup. Right before I cum, Debbie tells me to pull it out. She wants to watch me cum. I was hoping to add my cum to Steve’s but that is not going to happen.
I shoot my load all over her stomach. She takes her hand and rubs the cum into her stomach. Then she takes a lick.
“It is weird how each guy tastes so different” Debbie contemplates.
We are both worn out from a long night that started so differently. Debbie puts on her PJ’s and then comes to bed. We snuggle.
“I love you,” I whisper in her ear.
“I love you baby,” my wife responds.
“Oh baby, there is a swinger party this weekend,” Debbie mumbles.
“Sounds great baby. I would love to go.” My mind is already picturing us going.
“No baby. You misunderstood. Sam wants me to go with him; it might be a weekend date.”
My cock stiffens.
Booty Call. Part Two
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Like most cuckold couples it was me, the husband, who had encouraged her to date.
It started a few years ago. We had gone out to a bar on a Friday night. As always Debbie looked great. As soon as we had entered the bar I got a call from work. I had to step outside to take the call. Debbie went to the bar to wait for me to join her.
My call took almost a half hour. When I went back into the bar it was getting crowded. It took me a few minutes to find Debbie. As soon as I spotted her I noticed that she was chatting with a guy and seemed pretty engaged. She was giggling and sipping a drink. I wasn’t mad or jealous. I was curious. I hung back a few minutes towards the back and watched.
I noticed a couple of more things. Debbie kept leaning into her new friend exposing her cleavage; the guy was definitely looking. And the second thing I noticed was that Debbie wasn’t too concerned about me.
She didn’t glance at her watch or look at her phone. I was also getting very aroused. I couldn’t take much more. I got on the phone and texted Debbie to meet me outside. As the texted arrived, she picked up the phone. I saw her talking to the guy. As she was getting up, the guy gave her his number on a piece of paper. She gave him a kiss goodnight. I was hard as a rock. She was so sexy.
When we got home, we rushed upstairs to bed. Debbie at first denied that she was interested. But her soaking wet pussy gave her away. We discussed it for a couple of weeks. Finally she agreed to do a threesome. I had her call her friend at the bar and that weekend we did our first threesome. It was incredible.
Since then Debbie has been on many dates. In the beginning they were mainly threesomes. Then as she got more comfortable with “dating” she would have me shadow her on a first date. If she were comfortable with the guy she would sometimes go alone… most often go alone. Over time we went from threesomes to where she just allows me to watch. This is very exciting. There is no way to describe in words the beauty of watching your wife fuck someone. It is like living art. We do have rules. There is no falling in love with anyone and she always has to take pictures if I am not there.
Booty Call. Part One
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It was about one in the morning when her phone rang. We had been asleep for a couple of hours. We normally go to bed at eleven. Debbie reached for the phone.
“Hello baby,” she said. “I hoped you would call.”
Sitting up, Debbie turned on the lap. With the light, I could see the sparkle in her eyes as she talked on the phone. “Sure baby. I will come right over. Just give me a little time to get ready.” And then, “Ok. I can’t wait too. I am excited. Kisses.”
With that, Debbie stepped out of bed and looked at me.
“Honey, I need to get going. Sam called and he wants me to come over. I don’t have much time. Help me get ready.”
She walked to the bathroom to get ready.
I could feel my cock stirring. Sam was one of her boyfriends. He was a nice guy and really knew how to fuck Debbie. I think Sam is her favorite but she seems to like them all.
As Debbie stepped into the bathroom she started to remove her pajamas. When she slept with me that is what she wore. She saved her special lingerie for her boyfriends. As I looked at her, I couldn’t help but appreciate her beauty. She was about 5’ 7” and 145 pounds. Her legs were shapely with a nice ass that had some meat on it but was tight and firm. Her best feature or features were a pair of natural 38 DDs that were incredible. Her long brunette hair reached down to her mid back.
“Do you want me to drop you off?” I asked. Secretly hoping she would allow me. I appreciate it when she tolerates me to participate in some small way.
“No. Not tonight dear. Call me a car.”
I sighed to myself and called the car service asking for a pick up at one thirty in the morning. Peeking into the shower, I saw Debbie running a razor over her pussy. She liked to keep it nice and smooth for her lovers. I knew she would shave her legs as well.
“What do you want to wear tonight baby?” I asked. “How about that nice white lacy bra and panties that I bought you for our anniversary? I suggested.
“No baby. Those are still dirty from my last date. You will need to get them clean. I was thinking about the black thong with the leather bustier and stockings for tonight.” Debbie replied. “You know, the ones you bought for me when you thought I was going on vacation with you a couple of months ago. It would be nice to finally wear them.”
Debbie would look great in that outfit. I quickly picked the items out and placed them on the bed. While Debbie was drying off and putting on her makeup, I went to the closet and picked out a pair of high-heeled, black leather boots. They were knee highs.
After a few minutes applying makeup, she didn’t need much, Debbie came into the room. She had me help with her bustier. It was a little hard to hook up. Then she slipped on the stockings and panties. Next she got into her boots. The heels were almost three inches high. She looked stunning.
Posing for me, Debbie asked, “How do I look sweetheart?”
“Ready to fuck baby! God you look great!” I exclaimed.
“Baby, that is going to happen” was her matter of fact reply.
Then she placed one of her legs up on the bed. “Come kiss me good luck.”
This was our ritual. I knelt down and ran my tongue up her thigh. As my tongue approached her pussy Debbie pulled her panties to the side exposing her pretty little cunt. As my tongue licked across her clit, I could tell that she was already wet. I knew it wasn’t the thought of me that was getting her wet. That turned me on even more. After a few minutes, she pulled my head away. Looking down into my eyes she said, “The next thing that enters my pussy will be another man’s cock!” She always told me this… and it always happened.
Debbie pulled a short overcoat on. It went almost to her knees. I am sure when she sat down it would expose the top of her stockings. She liked that.
I walked her to the front door. The car was just pulling up. I went to kiss her good bye but she gave me her cheek. She didn’t want to mess up her lipstick.
“I love you. I will call when I get there baby. I will try to send pictures but don’t pester me.” With that, Debbie was out the door and into the car. My heart was pounding as she drove away.