A Thoroughly Filthy Threesome
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Posted:Apr 24, 2017 2:33 am
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We kissed, slowly and deeply. Our mouths and tongues exploring each other’s – every inch. Inhaling each other’s breath. We took our time – savouring.
Finally, I broke off what was becoming an endless kiss and I said one word – “”Kneel”.
I looked into her eyes as she knelt. I looked into her eyes deeply. The lust was clear, overwhelming in fact. The flushed cheeks, the ever so slightly quivering top lip that I had been tasting, the single bead of sweat on her brow.
“Take your bra off slowly,” I said firmly, not letting my gaze leave her eyes and wordlessly demanding no less. Her dress had been removed as soon as she had walked through the door.
The black bra came off as requested. The beautiful big breasts were released from their fabric confines and bounced free.
“Close your eyes now Sarah,” I said.
My fingers moved slowly and lightly across the soft flesh. Not all of my attentions would be so gentle, but for now it sufficed. Sarah’s breathing changed as I circled her huge nipples that had been erect since at least the elevator trip up to this hotel room. For the next ten minutes I worked over her breasts as they hung free. Caressing them, pulling and twisting the glorious big nipples, squeezing them. Later in this evening I would slap those breasts them silly.
She obeyed as expected. The room smelt divinely of wet cunt, even though Sarah still had a pair of knickers on, albeit an extremely flimsy pair.
“Fuck yeah,” said the voice to my right.
That voice belonged to Steve, Sarah’s husband who sat naked on the hotel couch. One hand grasped firmly around the base of his cock, jerking it slowly but firmly.
Let me backtrack a bit now. Steve and Sarah had contacted me online, looking for a threesome with a difference. We chatted for a while online, and had meet once for a casual drink until agreeing to meet for some fun. Steve wanted to watch his wife submit and get really kinky, and participate when required. Sarah had a few things she was desperate to try and I was happy to oblige. More than happy. They had shared photos of each other before we met and I had reciprocated. Sarah was in her late 40’s, gorgeously voluptuous with lovely red hair. Steve had commented that Sarah had a big cunt and the pictures certainly held that to be true. Steve was in his early 50’s carrying quite a few extra kilos. Both were as kinky as fuck.
“Lift up your tits for me Sarah,” I directed and then I added, “Rub your own nipples, show us both how you play with your own tits”.
As Sarah did as told, I asked, “Tell me what you want Sarah,?
“Whatever you want.”
“Good reply Sarah”
“What I want is to pleasure you and use you with your husband. I am going to use your married ass, pussy and tits. Your submission is going to bring you a flood of pleasure.”
Sarah replied “Yes Sir”
I watched Sarah play with her own tits. I was still fully clothed, still wearing a suit and tie and my own confined cock was unsurprisingly rock hard. I watched her for a while, as did Steve, never taking his hand from his cock.
One of my requests to Sarah before meeting was for her to have her feet clean, pedicured, and manicured.
“Sarah lay on the bed please, keep your panties on and spread your legs, I’ll get back to those tits later.”
Sarah’s hands fell away from her breasts and she moved quickly to the bed.
“I am going to blindfold you now Sarah,” I said.
As I did so, I asked Steve, “Have you ever licked and sucked you wife’s feet and toes.”
“No, but I guess I am about to,” replied Steve.
“We are both going to,” I corrected.
With that, I took one foot and Steve the other. I commented to Steve how we both now had a great view of Sarah’s wet cunt. The flimsy tight material of her white panties had a noticeable large wet spot and the fleshy folds of her engorged pussy were clearly visible. Sarah moaned as her feet were sucked. I sucked her toes one by one as if they were cocks. I opened up her toes and ran my tongue between them. I licked the arches of her foot and kissed them. Over and over I worked my mouth and tongue around her foot and Steve was doing something similar. Sarah moaned and quivered under the twin attention.
“Look at that wet spot spreading, she is fucking oozing”, said Steve when he took a quick breath, and I added a grunt in agreement.
I decided Sarah’s feet had had enough attention. “Let’s get that cunt of yours uncovered Sarah. I want to thoroughly inspect it.”
Sarah sat up and I took the blindfold off. I kissed her on the mouth as I did, resisting the urge to grab her boobs or slide my hand to her cunt.
“Stand up in front of me, take your knickers off and show me your cunt, spread it open and pull on those big cunt lips,” I whispered into Sarah’s ear.
I sat on the edge of the bed as Sarah slowly slid off the soaking knickers. I had her sniff them to inhale the scent of her own arousal. She moved her legs apart and the size of her cunt was even more impressive in real life.
“I told you it was fucking big,” said Steve.
“Just how I like them Steve,” I replied.
Sarah spread the meaty folds and the clit was huge.
“Don’t touch that clit yet Sarah, come closer and let me inspect your cunt,” I said.
I clinically probed and inspected the beautiful big pussy presented to me. I tugged slowly but ever so strongly on the massive meat curtains. Eliciting deep guttural moans from Sarah. I probed the opening, and enjoyed using two fingers to open up the clearly oversized hole. I almost thought that the engorged clit looked was visibly throbbing.
All this time, Steve had been patiently jerking his cock. He no doubt could not continue to do that without cumming.
“Look at your husband Sarah, jerking his cock while a stranger inspects and touches his wife’s big cunt. This is what is going to happen now Sarah. You are going to undress me. When that is done Steve is going to stand next to me, and you are going to suck both our cocks until we cum. It is going to be messy.”
Sarah did as told. My cock was finally released from my tight white underwear and Steve stood shoulder to shoulder as Sarah grasped both our cocks, gave them each a simultaneous squeeze and a couple of tugs. Her mouth descended to mine first while her hand worked her husband’s cock. She first sucked the big purple head of my cock which sent shivers down my spine, before devouring my whole cock and slobbering all over it, while also squeezing and kneading my turgid balls. I grasped her hair and firmly massaged her scalp as I slowly fucked her willing mouth. Before I was pushed over the edge, I directed her to her husband’s cock and Sarah went to work on that, now grasping the root of my cock and squeezing my balls as she did. She alternated a couple of time between us, before she took both our cocks again and pulled Steve and I closer together. She took both cocks in her mouth, rubbing them together before she did. Sarah paid particular attention to rubbing the heads of our cocks together in between trying to inhale them.
With Sarah’s exceptional efforts, Steve was first to crack which was unsurprising given he had been jerking his cock himself for quite a while before Sarah’s oral onslaught. Sensing her husband’s imminent release, she focused on Steve’ cock and he grunted deeply and a torrent of cum sprayed across his wife’s face and into her mouth. She was still holding my hard cock as spurt after spurt erupted from her husband’s. She sucked her husband dry before moving back to my cock. I grabbed the back of her head and fucked he mouth. It didn’t take me long to add my cum to her already glistening face. I shot several ropes of thick cum on to Sarah that mingled with her husband’s glaze. Steve and I admired our handy work.
“What a fucking mess you are wifey,” said Steve, the first words we had spoken in what seemed like ages.
“Mmmmm….. I love cum, the more the merrier” was her response.
After quickly gathering my breath and a glass of water I said, “Sarah it is time for me to see what that big cunt of yours can take. Steve is looking forward to watching, I am looking forward to administering.”
I told Sarah where I wanted her. On all fours on the bed. When she was in position, I changed my plan somewhat. Her hanging full breasts could not be left alone. I went to my suitcase and rummaged around in it. I found what I was looking for. I showed Steve first and then Sarah. I deftly placed a clamp on one nipple and Sarah yelped as the cold metallic teeth bit into the sensitive flesh. The clamps were joined together by a short but stout chain and I attached the other clamp to the other nipple, and again there was a yelp and this time a quiver. I tugged lightly on the chain and felt Sarah shudder with my teasing. I wasn’t done yet. Steve was lazing back to watch the show. This is one of the things he was really, really, looking forward to. I went back to my bag and got out a series of weights.
I whispered to Sarah as I showed her the weights, “These are going on the chain attached to your nipple clamps Sarah. They are going to drag you tits and they are going to flail around when I go to work on your pussy and ass.”
“Are you looking forward Steve to seeing your wife’s big tits being tormented and swinging every which way?” I asked rhetorically.
Sarah gasped as I hooked one weight, and then the next on to the chain and watched her nipples being distended and her tits dragged downwards. I then went behind Sarah and grabbed the riding crop that I had gotten out of my suitcase at the same time as the nipple clamps.
Without any further ado, I went to work on her butt cheeks. I started in a nice rhythmic fashion – three reasonable soft hits, and then one harder hit. Sarah initially bucked slightly at every contact, but as I settled into the metronomic rhythm she only really bucked at the third harder impact. Her ass was now starting to redden up nicely, and Steve approved of the colouring. His cock was again hard and so was mine. I covered every inch of Sarah’s lovely big bum. Turning the whole thing red. On each of the harder impacts the nipple clamps would really drag at Sarah’s nipples, making her beautiful big tits swing wildly.
I changed tact slightly. A change is as good as a holiday. Instead of the riding crop, I spanked her ass with my hand. Rapid staccato slaps. Her ass wobbling as I did so. I had her spread her legs a bit more and then I spanked her wet cunt. She screamed out as I did and Steve yelled “Yeah”. His cock rock hard again and in his hand. My cock was rock hard again as well. I grabbed a handful of cunt and squeezed hard and this elicited from Sarah a long groan that became a yearning whimper. She needed to cum, had needed to cum for what I am sure felt like an eternity for her.
With a thoroughly red ass and completely tormented nipples, I told her I was going to make her cum.
“Thank you Sir,” she said, exhaling deeply in relief as she did.
It didn’t take long. I vigorously rubbed her slit and dipped my fingers into her big vaginal sheath. She heaved and heaved as Steve yelled at her to cum. And finally Sarah collapsed forward, her thighs convulsed as she did so and eventually clamped together in post orgasmic torment as I continued to rub her slit – zeroing in the sides of her clit. With that I finally relented. Sarah just lay gasping on the bed, her face in the pillow and her hands reaching towards her tits. The nipple clamps had torn off during her climax, adding to the sensory excess she had just experienced.
“Fuck,” was the only thing that Sarah said as she lay recovering. Steve moved and cuddled her, his cock still hard as I got up and got all of us a glass of water.
It didn’t take long for Sarah to recover and Steve was eager for things to continue unabated.
“Stand up Sarah,” I said.
When she had done so, I went to one of the red tormented nipples and started sucking on it. Steve then moved to the other one and for a short period of time Sarah had both her nipples sucked, licked and nuzzled simultaneously.
“That is divine,” said Sarah, stroking our hair and massaging our scalps as we pleasured and almost certainly soothed her nipples.
“I think she is ready for cock now,” said Steve, his own standing fully erect.
My reply was mischievous, “Yes, I think she is, and let’s give her something she hasn’t had before………”.
It got the response I wanted as Sarah immediately looked intrigued.
“How shall we start?” asked Steve, guessing what the plan was as it was something we had discussed between us.
“Sarah, jump on top of Steve and ride him.”
Steve laid down on the bed, and without and Sarah climbed aboard and told us how much she needed cock.
Her husband’s cock quickly slipped into her big wet hole and she started to grind against him then I watched her fuck her husband nice and slow. I positioned myself so I got a lovely view of her cunt swallowing her husband’s cock. As she became more urgent in her fucking, I told her to slightly adjust her position and lean as far forward with her torso as she did.
“Thwack…. Thwack….. Thwack,” rang out around the hotel room and Sarah screamed in surprise as I went to town on her ass again with the riding crop. Her fucking became more urgent and she became more vocal as her previously tenderised rump received more sting. As I whacked her bum, I was enjoying the sight of her fucking hubby who was now pushing up and burying his cock deep into the rhythmically descending pussy.
I relented with the riding crop and told her to push herself further forward on to her husband, but keep his cock inside. Steve knew what was going to happen, Sarah admitted afterwards that she thought she was going to get dp’d. I got behind Sarah, and she squealed when she realised what was happening. It took some effort but I got things lined up, and sunk my cock into Sarah’s already occupied cunt. Sarah now had two cocks lodged into her greedy hole. The tightness was intense, Steve held his cock still and deep in his wife, as I slowly fucked her. I could feel her cunt becoming more accommodating to the two invaders as I fucked her. It didn’t take long. I was the first to cum and as I did so I fucked into her hard. My cock unleashed a torrent of cum into Sarah and all over Steve’s cock. Steve quickly returned serve and my cock still stayed hard despite having just cum. The wicked stimulation ensured that was the case. Sarah came just after Steve. As we pulled our cocks, the double cum load erupted geyser like from Sarah’s cunt that just hung open slackly, even when unoccupied. We all marveled at the mess, more so when Sarah farted further cum out of her birth canal. Our cocks were glistening with our own and each other’s cum, mixed with Sarah’s copious juices.
After that effort, we took a much longer rest, shared a bottle of wine and chatted. Sarah started the action again, such a wonderfully horny woman. She declared it toy time. She started flat on her back and we both proceeded to fill her and fuck her with various toys. She had bought along quite the collection. We fucked her with dildos – big ones and enjoyed the sight of her cunt limps clinging to the various intruders as she played with her clit. The squelching sounds of her cunt coupled with her moans had us hard again. We both took turns, sinking a massive blue jelly dildo into Sarah and then whipping it out, her hole stayed open when it was vacated, before we plunged the massive fake phallus back into her. She came four times as we worked the smorgasbord of dildos into her ever willing vagina, but when being stretched by “big blue” it was different. Her cunt erupted as squirt after squirt arched from her pulsating pussy.
Steve and I had both been deftly sinking a digit at times into Sarah’s bumhole as she wriggled and squirmed from the monstering her cunt was taking from the toys. Steve and I now had plan for her ass. It was simple. Sarah got herself up on all fours.
“As our visitor, you can have the honour of fucking my wife’s asshole before I do.”
“Ever the gracious host, Steve, thank you,” I replied.
With some more lube, a finger first, and then a small amount of effort, my cock popped passed the tight muscular barrier and my cock was lodged deeply in Sarah’s anal cavity.
I proceed to fuck her bum slowly and steadily. Sporadically spanking her asscheeks as I did.
“Be a good girl and play with your cunt Sarah, while I fuck open your ass,” I directed.
“Her response was muffled but obedient.”
Over the next half an hour, Steve and I took turns fucking Sarah’s bum. Whenever we would feel our own orgasm coming on, we would pull out. Sarah though came three times. Sarah’s bum became more pliable as our plunder persisted until it just hung open when one of us withdrew, ready for the entry of the other. Her bumcheeks were completely red from spanking.
Steve was the first to cum as he anally fucked his wife to another orgasm. He filled her bum with spunk and I watched it dribble out of her gaping backdoor and run down Sarah’s pussy and thighs. I then slipped my cock into her spunk filled anus. Steve’s cum bubbled up and covered my cock as I fucked his wife’s bum powerfully. I grunted as I added my sperm to Steve’s wife’s overworked and now completely overfilled bum. As I withdrew my cock,
“Did you enjoy the double creampie wifey?” asked Steve rhetorically, his wife completely out of breath.
Sarah response took some effort, “Oh my god that was so intense”.
All of us were now thoroughly spent. We sat around and had a coffee and a chat, Sarah though complaining that it was a bit hard for her to sit still after what had just happened to her bum. It had indeed been an intense session. One that we all agreed as we left the hotel needed to be repeated.
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Housewife Hookups (Pt. 1).
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Posted:Jun 27, 2016 3:19 am
Last Updated:Jun 27, 2016 4:28 am
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I had been married to my wife Jane for 8 years who is now 43, one year older than me. She is a lovely BBW with big soft pillowy DD tits with massive proud nipples and areoles, and I mean massive. She has beautiful blue eyes and hair that is highly variable in colour and style. We both live in one of the outer suburbs of the Gold Coast on nice acreage, but still not too far away from things to feel too isolated. Our sex life for the first part of our marriage was tremendous. Over time and imperceptibly at first, it began to wane. There was no one cause and both of us were to blame - communication broke down, we grew apart. We became too familiar with each other and were generally dragged down by the pressures of a large mortgage along with raising a blended family. I guess we were only staying together for the . When we tried to reignite things they just simply fell flat.
One Saturday, my wife blurted out in the morning that she was going to go out to the pub with her friend Lacey that evening. Lacey was divorced and after a man hating period, was now actively looking. My wife assured me that she had mentioned this proposed evening to me before, but I had no recollection. Nonetheless, I wasn't needed in the office and I have never had a problem with my wife going out with her friends so I dutifully stayed home and looked after the , although they were at that age where they could look after themselves and generally seemed to spend most of the time out and about at friend's places.
From the pictures on Facebook it was clear that Jane was having a nice time, the obligatory photos of holding a full glass to the camera with a caption saying where it was taken and what the exact varietal that was being imbibed. My wife had organised to stay at Lacey's house which she had done a couple of times over the years. I slept well and slept in. I got a text from my wife around nine in the morning saying that she would be home later in the afternoon as she still wasn't fit to drive. I responded that she must have had a big night out and she informed me that they had not got back to Lacey's place until two in the morning.
My wife came home at about three in the afternoon. She clearly looking tired and she took herself off to bed in the late afternoon after a shower, her snoring quickly echoed through the house. She had left her phone on the kitchen bench. I never check my wife's phone, but in the space of about 5 minutes she seemed to get about a half a dozen or messages come through. Thinking that something may have happened with a family member that required urgent attention, I opened her messages. I got a surprise, a surprise that I was both shocked and aroused by. One of the messages was from Lacey checking up on whether Jane had got home safely. Several from Lacey that had come in the last ten minutes suggested that my wife had done a lot of flirting to say the least and had attracted some attention!
"Great night, cruising the bars perving, just like old times when we were young and thinner"
"Did you get that blonde guys number too he was cute and wanted you!"
"Are you going to meet up with either of them, just for a coffee, it can't hurt!"
My cock was instantly hard thinking about other men flirting with Jane and vice-versa. I can't explain why this knowledge was blindly arousing. I suspect us men in general who feel this way when faced with this circumstance can't explain it. It is what it is.
As I was holding the phone, another message came through from a number I didn't recognise. I opened it and it was one three text messages from the same number.
"Hi Jane, thanks for giving me your number. You are indeed a hot and sexy woman."
"I so wanted to take you home and have my way with you"
"I understand that you are married and thank you for your honesty, but I would still like to catch up for a coffee."
There was another number on her phone that I didn't recognise with unread text messages, along the same lines. This time the person identified themselves as Scotto.
"Hi Babe, Scotto here. Thanks for your number. Shame you are married. I enjoyed meeting you at the bar last night."
"If you ever want to some hot no strings attached sex, give me a call."
So the run down was this. My wife had got hideously drunk and flirted with some men. She clearly had had the opportunity to have sex, but told them she was married and turned them down. She had given them her number and they had dutifully contacted her and wanted to meet with her again. This was a lot to digest and mixed emotions flowed through. I put the phone back where I had found it. I kept myself busy for the next hour or so, I cooked dinner, looked after the and did a few small odd jobs. When my wife woke from her hangover inspired nap, she made a beeline for a phone and grabbed it and moved quickly to the couch. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her furtively texting. I desperately wanted to know what was in the message, but I knew it would have to wait until she went to bed. I heard a number of new text messages come through in response. My wife was solely focused on the phone.
After eating dinner and sending and receiving a few more messages, my wife toddled off to bed, leaving the phone again unattended. My cock was rock hard again in anticipation of the direction the text conversation may take. When my wife started her deep snoring again, I picked up the phone, I couldn't help myself, and looked at the messages. I read the conversation between Lacey and Jane first.
Jane: I was a flirt wasn't I and now I am getting messages from both of the men I flirted with!
Lacey: That happens when you lead them up the garden path and give them your number.
Jane: I know, I did say I was married though.
Lacey: Scotto was the one who really had the hots for you I think, and he was a hunk.
Jane: Mmmm I wish I was single.
Lacey: You radiate a sex vibe honey, they flock to you!
Jane: They keep texting me, and I so want to meet up and have sex with either of them, and Its not as if my husband is going to passionately fuck me hard and proper any time soon.
Lacey: Lol. We'll I've got my man lined up for tomorrow night hopefully, we'll see how it goes.
Jane: Lucky single bugger, I'm off to bed.
That was the end of the text conversation between Lacey and Jane. The next one I opened was between Jane and the man whose name was revealed to be Martin.
Jane: Thanks Martin. I have just had a nap to sleep off my hangover. Thanks for the lovely compliment. If I were single I would have been all over you last night!
Martin: You perhaps don't realise how sexy you are. I would love to meet up with, but understand if you are unwilling.
Jane: I think I better pass on the coffee, I don't know where it might lead!
Martin: I wouldn't put any pressure on you Jane, I know you are married.
Jane: Thanks Martin.
Martin: Anytime Babe...
With that there were no more messages in that conversation. The last conversation was from Scotto and he was clearly more risqué and forward than Martin.
Scotto: Hey baby. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you and your tits all day. I would suck them into tomorrow.
Jane: They would like that, but I'm afraid I'm still married, just like I was last night.
Scotto: Married women are my specialty. They are always so horny and kinky.
Jane: No comment, LOL
Scotto: Ha ha. It's true, and they are always in need of new adventures, even if it hard for them to admit it to themselves even.
Jane: No comment again you naughty man. I am going to bed now. No more naughty messages!
Scotto: If I were going to bed with you, you wouldn't be getting much sleep!
Jane: Good night. ZZZzzzzzzz
My cock was at bursting point after having read the more than suggestive exchanges. My wife clearly wanted to have sex with strangers, but was not going to cheat. Flirt outrageously and suggestively - definitely. Cheat - by the looks of it no. I had to go and have a shower and wank myself silly.
I went to bed, still with a hard cock despite the recent release, and a mind whirling through possibilities and anxieties. My wife wanted to fuck other men. I intrinsically and almost involuntarily wanted her to do the same. It wouldn't be cheating if I knew about it and condoned it, was what I was rationalising in my head. That was more or less the last thought I had before going to sleep.
I woke up with an erection, and when my wife stirred, I rolled over and on top of her and started to lightly kiss her neck. She was obviously surprised by such a show of spontaneity, something that had been missing in our relationship. I worked my way down to her tits and sucked them; her light moans clear evidence of her burgeoning arousal. I savoured her nipples which were engorged and throbbing. I reluctantly released her, went and locked the door.
"I'm going to take you from behind," I said.
Jane got herself up on all fours and I got behind her. My fingers went to her pussy and delved in, spreading wetness around her entrance. My cock slid easily into her greedy pussy. It was a short but strong fuck. I drove into my wife's cunt hard and deep and she pushed back fiercely against my cock. Jane started clawing at her clit as she was quickly overcome with orgasm. I felt her pussy walls convulse against my cock as Jane shuddered in orgasm. I buried my cock deep inside her and injected pulse after pulse of sperm as my own orgasm roared through me. We collapsed together playfully, before regrettably having to face the rest of the day.
Over the next couple of weeks we had sex three more times. This was well and truly a significant increase in frequency compared to the last few years. Each time I was spurred on by thoughts of my wife wanting to fuck other men.
I had nearly broached the subject with my wife a number of times over the ensuing weeks, but there was never a right time, or indeed the right way. I had played scenarios through my head numerous times. Finally I decided I had to do something, I had to roll the dice and see what, if anything was possible. On my way out the door to work, I mentioned to Jane that I had some important things to talk to her about after the had gone to bed. She looked a bit perplexed but nodded.
I was anxious but intent to follow up my plan of broaching the subject. Jane had no doubt picked up on my vibe and looked at me a couple of times rather quizzically during dinner.
After the were in bed, it was Jane who spoke first, "So what is it that you want to talk about that has got you so worked up?"
"Ummmm. Don't take this the wrong way as you might be surprised where I might be taking this, but have you ever thought about having sex with another man?"
Jane was not surprisingly taken aback by this, but only momentarily, and she regained her composure.
"To be brutally honest YES, since until just recently we had stopped having sex and our general lack of intimacy, but when we got married I committed to you and I have stuck to that commitment despite the opportunity to have some of my needs better satisfied," replied Jane looking intently at me to gauge my response.
"This may shock and surprise you, but it wouldn't be cheating if I knew about it would it? In fact, if I enjoyed the knowledge of it and wanted it to happen?"
Jane was really shocked now, I could tell it wasn't the response she was expecting, and I continued to talk, "I can't explain why it is such a turn-on for me, but it simply is. If I am turned on by it, and are happy for you to do it, and you want to do it, why don't we go for it?"
I explained further, "There would be some provisos. It would be no strings attached. Although the final decision would of course be yours I would like to be involved in choosing the men and I would want to know all of the details. The anticipation of the action and then hearing all the details is a huge turn on and I would almost certainly want to fuck you when you came home."
Jane was in fact simply lost for words as I provided this "green light".
This is no doubt a big surprise, and I think you should obviously think through it all. If you agree then I have some ideas of how to make it happen.
"Sleep on it and take as much time as you need?" I added before getting up to have a shower.
I had dropped my "bombshell of opportunity" and departed the bedroom.
When I returned after my shower, Jane had fashioned a response that did not provide any gauge as to her thoughts, She simply said, "That was not the conversation I was expecting," before turning over and switching the bed side lamp off.
We both had a largely sleepless night, thinking about the conversation that had transpired, but not broaching it with each other. The next day we didn't mention it. It was two days later when I got a text just before leaving work that simply said she wanted to discuss things tonight. That evening it was Jane who was anxious, while I was quietly calm, having decided to accept whatever decision Jane made, but happy that I had put forward my feelings and desires.
Finally that evening Jane provided her answer, "You have become so predictable, but this was a massive surprise, I have some questions and reservations, but in principle I agree to try it. I don't think that either of us have been happy the last few years, and if this helps rectifies things, then good. At least in my view it is a risk worth taking. I do think that it is strange that you are turned by knowing that I am having or had sex with other men, but so be it. I do want to know that this is what you really want and that you will not have any regrets (I answered yes and no). I must admit it is a turn-on for me to think that I can have more and varied sex, but I am a little scared, more than a little scared. I am no longer young and thin, and I don't want rejection. You seemed to have thought about how this would all work, and I would like to hear those thoughts."
"I recognise that this is a massive change for both of us, and not something I thought I would ever agree to, let alone willing propose. Just the thought of it all happening has made me hard. I have thought about how to do it. There are a number of dating sites which cater for casual sex and I have taken the liberty of checking them out, all in the name of research of course. I have found three which I think are suitable and seem to have a generally large membership base in Australia. I propose that we make a profile on these sites and we put forward exactly what we are looking for - stressing that your husband agrees to you having sex with the right man, but that he will not be involved or present. I think we can have a nice couple of g-rated photos of you on the profile and perhaps some topless ones that show off your beautiful boobs in a password protected gallery. We can though also recruit through bars and clubs if the opportunity arises, but let's hedge our bets. In terms of not being young and thin, my extensive research suggests that full bodied big breasted 40 year olds are what most men are wanting."
Jane had listened intently to what I had said, only interrupting to playfully chastise me about being presumptuous and looking up dating sites, but also admitting they over the past few years she had sporadically taken to checking out porn pics of men online.
I continued, "In terms of a meeting, it is up to you, but I think you should meet the man first for a coffee with no sex on the first meeting. If it is a goer, then perhaps to work around the , have him come home during school hours. That will give you about five hours and you should be able to accomplish a lot in that time. Although it is going to make it difficult to concentrate at work, I want you to text me through updates and maybe some pictures. Then when I get home I will fuck you silly. That will be two men who have had sex with you in one day! I would very much like the action taped so we can both watch it all later, but perhaps not the first time, let's both be comfortable with the idea of things in practice. Together, I think we should draw up an agreement which outlines the rules of engagement or more correctly the rules of copulation."
Jane had not said no to any of my suggestions as she continued to listen intently and giggled at the bit regarding having two men in one day and at my play on words. When I had finished she asked for more details as to what I meant by an agreement and I explained and she seemed happy with the explanation, commenting that only a bureaucrat like me would design paperwork for extra-marital sex. Over time, we realised the officious nature of how we approached our new found kinky hobby was perhaps unique, but it was something we perversely enjoyed and it bound us closely together. It was us.
Well into the night we worked on the agreement and Jane had taken her top and bra off and posed topless for some photos for our profile. The photos were hot as hell, as she lifted up her big breasts, offering them seductively towards the camera, the nipples were clearly engorged. When the agreement and photos were finished we celebrated with something we had not done for a long time - oral sex. We had both commented that it had been a long time since we had really worked on something together, and chuckled at that something being my wife having sex with strangers. Jane sucked my cock, initially savouring the oozing pre-cum like she use to when we were first married and squeezed my balls hard as I came. She let cum splatter on her face as she drained my balls. Without wiping her face, she sat on mine, and I dined on her wet pussy that she thrust and dragged across my mouth and face in general. She came quickly and came hard, squeezing her own breasts as my own fingers dug deeply into her bum.
The content of the agreement that we both signed was as follows:
This agreement creates the provision for Jane to have extra-marital sex free of guilt and with the full support of Steven. Steven and Jane agree to be bound by the content of this agreement from the date of signing for a period of one year. The agreement can be amended at any time if both parties agree and will be reviewed at the end of one year. The provisions of the agreement are as follow:
o Jane is permitted to have extra-marital sex with men (herein referred to as participants) that are jointly approved for this purpose by herself and Steven.
o The eligible pool of participants are between 25 and 60 years of age, with men known to either Jane or Steven expressly excluded.
o Participants are required for sex only and activities leading up to sex (e.g. dinner, drinks, dancing).
o Participants should recognise that Jane's immediate pleasure is the priority.
o The building of relationships with participants is prohibited.
o The participant is prohibited from humiliating Steven in any way.
o Oral, vaginal and anal sex are permitted at the discretion of Jane.
o Participants must be non-smokers and be able to provide up to date medical information on their sexual health. The use of condoms is at the discretion of Jane.
o Participants are not to contact Jane or Steven for additional sex sessions, unless invited.
o Jane agrees to keep Steven updated on all sex activities, preferably in real time.
o Jane agrees to keep a tally of all orgasms given and received.
o Steven agrees to not be present for sex activities between Jane and a participant.
o By prior agreement and with the consent of a participant, sex activities may be video recorded or pictures taken.
o Any video material or pictures produced will remain private property and will not be made available to third parties (including participants). When consenting to be video recorded or photographed, participants must be made aware of, and agree to this provision.
o Steven agrees to fuck Jane as soon as practicable after Jane's sex activities with the participant have been completed.
o Participants are to sign a form agreeing in total to their role and responsibilities as outlined.
The next evening we made our online profiles. We specified what we are after. Any trepidation that my wife may have felt about her desirability were soon dispelled. Within hours we had numerous responses and we soon discovered that a key part of our new pastime together was to actively filter out responses. The majority or responses, at least initially, were from overseas men from various countries with no intention of meeting, who unfortunately had not read the part of the profile specifying that we wanted local men for real time action and not cam to cam or cybersex. In among the Australian responses, there were only a few that we both agreed showed promise. Many were too pushy, couldn't really communicate politely online, or like their overseas counterparts were not willing and/or able to meet in person. A couple of potential participants were into "humiliating the cuckold", but this was not what it was about for us. After some brief chatting we narrowed our first pool of participants down to three: Jake who was a 29 year old private security guard, Richard who was a 48 year old high school teacher, and Jeremy who was a 38 year old lawyer. All three claimed that they were super attracted to married woman and it was all made even better that they would not have to sneak around behind a husband's back. Unknown to us at the time, a sort of ritual was born then and there where kept initially three, and then five suitors short-listed and when one had been utilised or fallen by the wayside, we would canvass for a replacement. Thus, always having a stranger's cock potentially at the ready to penetrate my wife.
We gave them the password to our private galleries, and they were suitably impressed by my wife's tits, not unexpectedly making all the right lurid comments. My wife too was suitably impressed by the pictures of their bodies, and while never having a thing for really big cocks (to my knowledge!), she was clearly impressed by the above average size of Jake. Now that we had our initial three participants, it was time for us to gauge their availability for an initial meeting with us and prove to us that they weren't just going to be strangers behind a keyboard, and also their availability for the sex itself. It was Monday and with our timetables we narrowed down Wednesday or Thursday for a lunch time meeting in a coffee shop and Friday between 10:00 and 2:00 for sex. Jane informed me mischievously that she had been shopping online and was updating her toy and lingerie collection as she had new priorities, and informed me that they should be here by Friday. From our short list of participants I had Jane choose who should be contacted first. She choose Jake, but unfortunately as he lived interstate, he was not going to be available at short notice.
Next we contacted Richard who we knew was more or less local. Richard had given the best response to the question she asked potential participants about eating pussy, to which he responded "Definitely and I keep going until my jaws ache". After some checking, he got back to us and said he was available. We arranged to meet for lunch and at a coffee shop in Broadbeach. We stressed that there was no guarantee of sex with my wife until we all met casually first and he was understanding of this. Now that we had our first pool of participants we temporarily switch off the profiles. We contacted Jeremy and put him on hold so to speak. Both of us were of course extremely nervous virtually the whole time leading up to meeting Richard, our first participant for coffee. When I was at work, Jane sent me a text saying that her mail order had arrived. I tried to coax out of her exactly what she had bought, but she insisted they would be a surprise and that I could see them in photos. I must have walked around the office with an erect cock the whole day and it was a wonder that I could concentrate on any work at all, as I continuously thought about what would be happening later in the week.
As we became more practiced and confident over time, the outright nervousness subsided, but the thrill of anticipation always remained. Jane joined me for lunch on the Wednesday and very soon after Richard arrived. She was wearing a blouse that clearly showed her beautiful cleavage, but not too much. Her face was made up immaculately, and the slacks that she wore fitted nicely. The good thing was that he was just how he looked in his profile. He was of average build, and he too was clearly nervous, but a lot less so than us. He knew it was our first time, although he had met a couple of wives before for sex. We made small talk, and towards the end of lunch I engineered the conversation to Friday and we all agreed that we wanted it to happen. With that Jane produced the form "Roles and Responsibilities of a Participant" that he signed with much mirth. We had already explained the rules to him online and told him he would have to sign the appropriate paperwork!
That evening Jane and I fucked vigorously, thoroughly spurred on by knowledge of the escapade arranged for Friday. When Friday morning came around, the first thing I said to my wife, who had gotten up early, was to make sure her phone was charged to which she giggled. She had already showered and was obviously eager to get the out of the house and a stranger's cock into her cunt. She sent me a text which I got just after I got to work, thanking me for letting her do this and telling me how hot and wet she already was. I was thankful that I had a private office to myself and would be able to read the messages and view any pictures. I honestly didn't know how I wouldn't cum.
At 9:30 on the dot she send me another message which just simply proclaimed "He's here." Amazingly at 9:45, she sent me a picture, she was lying on our bed and holding the phone near her face. It was a photo of Richard, between her thighs eating her pussy. The message that accompanied it was simply, "We wasted no time, he has already eating me out and made me cum." Another text message came soon alerting me that both Jane and Richard would be taking photos and sending texts to me so I was kept fully update, quickly followed by a teasing message, "Excuse me for a few minutes, I need to suck Richard's cock."
A series of pictures came through over about ten minutes which showed my wife slobbering on Richard's shaft. Richard was holding the phone and in the last one she was staring with unbridled lust directly into the camera. A text came through from Richard telling me that my wife had promised to thoroughly drain his balls before he left. There was a pause for a more prolonged period until another text came through via Jane, "Sorry for the delay, it was a bit hard sending a message as Richard has been fucking me hard from behind with no condom. He has cum inside me. Just resting for a few minutes before I suck his cock upright again, creampie pictures to follow. I didn't have long to wait before a series of up close photos of my wife's freshly fucked cunt arrived with the accompanying comment "Jizzed to perfection LOL".
Richard dutifully left at the designated time after having spent four hours with my wife. I received numerous pictures and ribald texts during that time. Pictures taken by Jane as Richard had his head buried between her thighs, eating the cum out of her pussy. Pictures taken by Richard as he fucked her from behind. Pictures taken by Jane as she lay on her back and Richard fucked her. Pictures taken by Richard of Jane riding him. My balls were aching and I had fought off the urge to go into the toilet and jerk-off, but I wanted to save the load or more correctly loads for my wife. Jane sent some messages soon after Richard left saying that she had cum seven times and he had cum four, and that she would fill me on the details when I got home and we were alone. When I got home I was desperate to know all the details obviously, and the minutes ticked by so slowly until the went to bed. When we went into our bedroom, the first thing Jane said was simply, "It was beyond words, I still have butterflies in my tummy and pussy and tits are still tingling. It appears the more sex I have the more I want. You must be nearly exploding having seen all those pictures and comments. Fuck me now however you like, and then I'll tell you everything after."
I was relieved at this, told my wife to get on all fours and I fucked her from behind. I didn't last long, but unsurprisingly the amount of sperm that I deposited in my wife's cunt was huge. It flooded more than dribbled out of her cunt as I withdrew my softening cock. As we cuddled and I reveled in such a much needed release, Jane filled me in on the details. The first thing she said that everything had lived up to her expectations. She felt so confident and so desired and that she had come to realise that if she had just simply gone behind my back, it would not have been same.
"I love you more and want you more for encouraging me and for actively being involved in this. I know it is strange, but I think you'll agree. It has bought us closer... "
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Fisting Jennifer
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Posted:Feb 28, 2016 12:17 am
Last Updated:Apr 10, 2016 3:27 am
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Jennifer and I had been chatting online for a long time. We had gotten to know each other quite well. Jennifer was gorgeous, in her late forties with boobs to die for and lovely luscious clean shaven pussy. Jennifer was kinky, she loved having her nipples treated harshly, and she had some other kinks that she wanted to try out. Work took me to Jennifer’s home state of South Australia so I sent her a message to see if she wanted to catch up. She was willing and able. I was staying at the Stamford Hotel at Glenelg and I had a magnificent view across the ocean from my room.
When you chat with someone online, you always hope the chemistry is there when you meet them. I was at the bar and saw Jennifer alight from a taxi. She looked divine, as I caught her eye and gave a polite wave from the bar. We greeted each other with a kiss, inhaling the fragrance of a perfume I couldn’t quite identify. Jennifer caught me glimpsing at her breasts, breasts that I had seen exposed many times in photos. It was better to see them in real life, and better to know that perhaps that evening I would be getting my hands on them and having my way with them.
We had a nice meal, and both of us commented it was so much better to meet face to face, rather than chat online. I added that online should only ever be the entrée; and Jennifer quipped that she hoped she was the main course. I assured her she was the signature dish in my menu plans. We flirted with each other shamelessly. There was chemistry between us, we both oozed sexual tension.
When my gaze involuntarily slipped again to Jennifer’s boobs, she offered,” I hope you are going to do more than look at them, they are yours to use this evening.”
I responded, “I’m glad to hear it Jennifer, we should finish up here quickly, I urgently want to get my hands on your gorgeous form.”
Jennifer laughed and feigned coyness.
We quickly finished our meal, and I took Jennifer’s hand and led her to the lift and then up to my room. I had prepared for the encounter and was very happy that it had played out well so far. We were both attracted to each other and wanted a kinky time.
“Ready for tender torment,” I said as I took Jennifer in my arms and kissed her sweetly. Her body responded and the room was electric with lust.
“I want you to take me hard,” whispered Jennifer in between kisses and I promised I would, warning Jennifer playfully to be careful of what she wish for.
My hands worked their way over Jennifer’s back and the side of her tits. I gave her neck a love bite as my fingers worked their way to her nipple and I gave it a hard tweak through the fabric. We were both breathing heavily, overtaken with pent-up lust. I threw Jennifer playfully on the bed and straddled her.
Squeezing and groping her tits through the fabric, before I unbuttoned the blouse to reveal an exquisitely sexy bra. I fondled Jennifer’s tits through the bra, staring in to her eyes as I did, before taking one and then the other breast out of their lacy confines.
“I’ve waited a long time to get my hands on these,” I offered.
I continued to fondle and squeeze them, paying particular attention to her succulent nipples. I knew she liked rough nipple play. She knew I liked to give it. I went about teasing and tormenting her nipples with unbridled lust. Seeing how far I could twist them, pulling her tits up by the nipples as far as they would go and then shaking her tits vigorously as my fingers clamped harshly on her nipples. Jennifer revelled in the rough treatment.
“I think I have nicely warmed up your tits Jennifer, but let me assure you, your pussy and bum will not be neglected.”
Jennifer purred her approval in response and I directed her to strip down to just her knickers, enjoying the sight of her tits swinging free as she did and then the lovely sight of her just in her knickers. I reached into my luggage and pulled out a red marker pen. I had Jennifer cup her breasts and push them upwards as I wrote “Use My Tits” across them, commenting how her body was going to be a canvas for a kinky masterpiece as I did so.
I asked Jennifer to put her hands on her head and close her eyes, and to spread her legs slightly as she stood there. I spanked her covered bumcheeks with my hand, before adjusting her panties to partly expose the flesh beneath.
“Keep your hands on your head Jennifer. Keep them there while I redden your bum.”
A half dozen solid slaps with my hand were then followed up with a pause as I picked up my nice little soft flogger. Some light flogging follows until Jennifer’s lovely bum glows a nice red. I have to encourage her to stand still and keep her hands on her head, but for the most part she does so and does so well. I have Jennifer spread her legs slightly further, and then I tease the inside of her thighs, tracing my fingers gently upwards and then running them along the edge of her now very wet knickers. I could smell Jennifer’s beautiful arousal, her hot wet cunt. I teased her inner thighs for what no doubt seemed like an eternity, slowly increasing the teasing stimulation of her pussy, pushing my fingers against it through the fabric. Jennifer’s moans increased in frequency and intensity.
“Please,” Jennifer was heard to beg breathlessly.
I asked her to spread her legs slightly more and I promised I would up the ante a bit. I reached around from behind her until my forearm rested across Jennifer’s stomach. With my other hand, I then spanked her thighs lightly and then more firmly on her pantie covered vulva. I held her steady and insisted she keep her hands on her head as I continued the light spanking.
“Do you want to cum Jennifer?” It was a silly question and Jennifer moaned the obvious yes.
I released Jennifer from my grip and stopped the spanking of her soft thighs and wet cunt. She took of her knickers, finally exposing her hot wet pussy. I took of my own pants and shirt, exposing my hard cock that had been oozing pre-cum for a long time, the purple head glistened. I told Jennifer to kneel on all fours on the bed and she did so without hesitation. I put a nice collar around her neck and then a pair of heavy duty clamps from the hardware store on each nipple. Jennifer whimpered in pain and pleasure, begging me to make her cum. I went round behind Jennifer and teased her slit and clit with the engorged head of my cock, before relenting and burying it into her sodden snatch. I spanked Jennifer’s bum and fucked her hard. It was a short fuck. With her nipples clamped wickedly, her bum being spanked and my cock pistoning into her vagina, Jennifer came screaming, her hands clawing at the bed sheets as she did. My cock soon exploded deep into her convulsing pussy, pulse after pulse of sperm shooting from my cock and mingling with Jennifer’s abundant pussy juice.
We broke off our fuck as Jennifer collapsed forward and my cock slipped out of Jennifer’s muscular sticky sheath. Sperm bubbled out of her now vacant hole and ran on to the bed. We hugged as we both recovered from our first climax. There would be more. I got up and poured both of us a drink. Jennifer took the heavy duty plastic clamps off her nipples; the teeth of the clamps had left their mark on her soft flesh. I picked up the marker pen again and wrote more on Jennifer. On her stomach I wrote “Fist my pussy”, and an arrow obviously pointed down. On one inner thigh I wrote “Cum in here” and the other “Spunk my hole”.
I had plenty more in store for Jennifer. We playfully kissed for a while, before my fingers found their way to Jennifer’s nipples again. I traced the writing on her tits with my finger tip. Jennifer had grasped my cock which was hard again, and worked my balls over with her fingers. Pulling, tugging and twisting at them nicely. Squeezing my cock as she did so; getting it wonderfully hard again. I finally pushed Jennifer’s face down to my cock, and she gobbled it greedily, as her hands continued to work my balls with erotic vigour. Jennifer’s mouth danced over my cock, and she paid special attention to the head that was again oozing pre-cum. My toes curled uncontrollably. It took an effort on my part, but I removed Jennifer’s bobbing mouth from my cock and I whispered that I had a nice little surprise for her.
The hotel room had a nice big bathroom. I directed Jennifer to go in there. In it I had placed two ice buckets, each with a bottle of champagne. I directed Jennifer to put her hands on the uncluttered vanity area and she looked directly into the all-encompassing mirror. The light was brighter than it was in the bedroom itself and the redness around her nipples and the teeth marks from the clamp were more vivid.
“I am going to play with your pussy for a while Jennifer. I want you to keep looking into the mirror. Your job is to guess the object that I am fucking you with. I have selected a number of fun items.”
Jennifer queried what I was writing on her bumcheeks, and smiled when I said, “Insert objects here”, and I joked that I had to follow the instructions. Before I commenced the insertions, I put a clamp on each nipple and hung a good sized pyramid shaped weight from them. This had the desired effect of pulling Jennifer’s nipples down and would swing furiously when I fucked her cunt.
“I will fuck you with the object until you guess what it is, or until you cum. Every time you answer incorrectly I will repeatedly whack your backside with this paddle,” I said, lifting up the paddle so that Jennifer could see it reflected in the mirror.
“Please fuck me,” replied Jennifer obscenely.
I put some lubricant on the first item and slipped it into Jennifer’s pussy. She yelped that it was cold and her first response that it was metal. I jabbed the first item into her pussy rapidly and deeply. Watching Jennifer’s face in the mirror and seeing her weighted tits swing. Since it was the first item, I gave Jennifer some hints.
“I am twirling it Jennifer,” and she replied instantly “a baton!”
The next item was more organic, and Jennifer guessed it correctly as a banana made its way into her cunt and I fucked her with it momentarily before withdrawing and replacing it with the next item. This time Jennifer guessed that it was a dildo and I spanked her ass cheeks to let her know that her guess this time was incorrect. I fucked her deeply with the object and she moaned with pleasure before finally guessing correctly that it was a salami. I continued to fuck her with it deeply, withdrawing the large thing almost all the way out of her hole, before plunging it deeply in. She clearly enjoyed the girth, and her tits swung wildly. I finally withdrew it and again Jennifer quivered as another cold metallic item plunged into her now gaping gash.
“It’s not uniform in shape,” Jennifer offered as I fucked her with this object, telling her to be specific with her guess.
“It’s fuckin’ cold,” she added.
I turned the object around and put in base first. Her cunt stretched wickedly around the solid invader.
“It’s a coke bottle,” she said and I whacked her asscheeks in response to the incorrect answer.
Her ass cheeks were now bright red and her cunt was distended around the object that I was driving into it. I loved the way her cuntlips clung tightly to it each time it was withdrawn. Just as I thought she wouldn’t guess it correctly, Jennifer blurted out at the correct answer – deodorant bottle.
The next item was another salami, shorter, but wider than the first one. Her now well worked over hole took it relatively easily and Jennifer guessed correctly. I pushed it deeply into her and her push out the invader herself. Her now vacant pussy gaped noticeably. Next was not just one, but three items all the same.
“Vegetables of some sort, let me guess properly,” said Jennifer before adding with some trepidation, “carrots”.
Her guess was correct. The next item took some getting in and it wasn’t one that I could effectively fuck her with.
“This one is tricky Jennifer, I’ll allow you some leeway on this guess as long as you are close enough,” I said.
With the object deep insider her I ticked her clit and Jennifer groaned.
“It’s not coming out until you guess correctly,” I said, continuing to torment her clit.
“Fuck leave it in there, I am going to cum, pleeasssssseeeee keep touch my clit,” begged Jennifer.
I watched in the mirror as Jennifer’s eyes rolled back in orgasm. My fingers dived around her clit. With a lemon embedded in her cunt, Jennifer flailed uncontrollably in orgasm, her knees buckled as I continued to squirm my fingers around her clit.
I took my fingers from her clit as her orgasm started to subside and Jennifer leaned forward panting.
As she regained her breath I commented that she still hadn’t guessed correctly.
She added, “Something big and round, a mandarin perhaps?”
“Close enough, it is a lemon, you can push it out now,” I responded.
Jennifer strained until the lemon evacuated from her cunt. I had her take the clamps off her nipples.
With that I told Jennifer it was time to go back to the bedroom. We poured ourselves another drink and Jennifer asked what I had in store next.
“Lie back on the bed and spread,” I said.
I put some soft cuffs on each wrist and the short length of rope that run from them I tied them to the bedposts.
I found the bottle of lubricant and spread it over my whole hand and then her cunt.
“You are still gaping nicely,” I commented.
“I started with three fingers that slid easily into her cunt and quickly had a fourth in there,”
“What do you want me to do Jennifer?”
“Fist my cunt. I want you to fist my cunt and keep fisting me,” Jennifer replied without pause.
I continued to churn four fingers into her, only stopping occasionally to stretch her out a bit more my applying pressure to her opening with two fingers from each hand.
I kept this up for quite a while, and Jennifer started to writhe against her restraints, another orgasm was beckoning and I continued to jab my four fingers into her and pressured her clit with my thumb.
“Fuckkkkkk…..” she screamed and gasping Jennifer climaxed again.
For about five minutes I left my fingers in her pussy but ceased the clitoral stimulation. As she lay there, I slowly started to rock my fingers that were still wedged in her cunt.
“It is now time for my whole fist Jennifer.”
I again jabbed my fingers into Jennifer’s cunt. I positioned my thumb along my four fingers which were now bunched tightly together. The tip of my thumb was now joining the other four fingers and I was slowly able to inch more and more of my thumb in with each thrust, but I was not yet passed the knuckle. I added a bit more lube to the situation and more of thumb was now able to push in. I was not rushing, just letting Jennifer’s cunt become more and more accustomed to the stretching. Finally Jennifer’s cunt gave in and my fist lodged itself wholly inside her. Jennifer cried out at the instant her cunt enveloped my whole fist.
For the best part of an hour I fisted her. She was in ecstasy the whole time. Her cunt was now thoroughly stretched. My fist was able to slide in easily now and I enjoyed how her distended hole clung to my wrist. When I had finally had enough I withdrew my fist from her cunt which now hung open slackly. I released Jennifer’s wrists from the restraints I had her sit on the bed and gobble my cock for a short period time, it was oozing pre-cum and had been for virtually the whole time I fisted her.
After only a short period of time gobbling my knob, I told Jennifer that I would take her gaping cunt from behind. I had her kneel on the bed and my cock obviously went straight in. I love the look of a stretched out cunt swallowing my cock and at just the right angle, my cockhead rubbed blissfully against the underside of her pussy wall. I came inside her, groaning as I did, in part filling the warm cavern with even warmer cum. When I pulled out of her gape, a river of cum dribbled out and down Jennifer’s thighs.
We were both spent. Jennifer had had her cunt thoroughly stretched out and fisted to oblivion. She had cum numerous times and my cock was well and truly relieved. When we left, I noticed that Jennifer’s gait was not quite the same as when she arrived, slower and somewhat more careful. A sure sign that things had gone well…
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Fisting Suz
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Posted:Feb 25, 2016 3:31 am
Last Updated:May 11, 2024 1:21 am
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I got to know Suz quite well after she left some comments on one of my fisting stories. We corresponded for a while and much of our correspondence was filthy. Suz was a BBW, 5’ 4’’, with gorgeous brown curly hair that cascaded magically and framed her sweet face beautifully. She fantasised about fisting and insertions, and while she was a fisting virgin, she had had an ex-boyfriend wedge four fingers into her hole that bought her to a massive squirting orgasm. She was 44 although she looked like she was in her 30s and had a huge pair of breasts – 40 DDD in U.S terms. She shared a number of photos of herself including a couple of her yearning pussy. She wanted to see some pictures of me – the person who was mentally and physically turning on her on from a long distance. She said she could see the deviance in my eye from my photos and my big cockhead would look and feel good spanking her clit. Suz masturbated frequently with her fingers and a g-spot vibe at the thought of having her pussy stretched and fisted by me.
As luck would have it, I had the opportunity to wing my way over to Suz’s general part of the world and I asked if it would be appropriate to meet up.
“I would love to meet up with you and stare into those green eyes of yours,” she said, before adding, “and do lots of other things......”
When I booked my flights and accommodation, I included a three day detour to the U.S. city where she lived. I booked a large room in a very upmarket hotel. We had agreed to meet at a specific restaurant and I dressed immaculately in a dark well cut suit and wore a little after shave, but nothing too overpowering. Suz showed up looking both nervous and radiant in a stylish black and white printed dress that really accentuated her stunning boobs. We greeted each other with a kiss and a warm hug like long lost lovers. While this was the first time we had met, we had shared lots of intimate details about each other. Sometimes meeting in real life never lives up to expectations, but with Suz this wasn’t the case and the feeling seemed more than mutual. We got on like a house on fire and I loved her vivacious brown eyes.
The meals were great, but we were both in a bit of a hurry to go. We walked hand in hand and Suz took me to an outdoor mall which had a lovely firepit. We sat down and made out in public like randy teenagers. Our lips danced together and, out tongues darted and tangoed devilishly. We spent about half an hour kissing and our hands roving over each other’s bodies – oblivious to any passersby. Our bodies were radiating lust. My cock was rock hard and I could feel a wetspot on my tight underwear as it oozed pre-cum from its bulbous head, I could smell Suz’s lust. I unashamedly groped her beautiful big boobs in public and then as we hugged we whispered sweet filth.
“Suz, what am I going to do to you tonight?”
“Fist my cunt. My cunt is yours to fist.”
“That’s right Suz, Iook at my hand, my whole hand is going to be wedged into your cunt.”
Suz looked at my hand, “I’ve been dreaming of your fingers and hand in my hole for a long time.”
I stared deeply into Suz’s eyes and said, “I will lavish and ravish you and I am going to work you over for a long time. I will make the flower that is your cunt blossom incredibly. Your pussy will look and feel very different than it did this morning.”
Suz just moaned softly at that thought and the lust in her eyes blazed, and I continued,
“It’s just not going to be my fingers hand and cock in your cunt tonight. I have been shopping and bought all manners of things to feed into your hole. I will slowly and gently open you so you will accept the largest of my offerings.”
I put my hands on the side of breasts and whispered,” These breasts of yours will not want for attention. They will be tied up and clamped, what do you say to that?”
“Please, please yes. Use my tits as you wish, they need your perverted touch.”
“I might start by tying them up in a nice silk sash and when they start to swell up, I will devour your nipples,” I said and despite being in public I pinched them through the layers of fabric.
Your yelp of surprise and overheated sexual desire attracted the overt gaze of others that had almost been certainly looking at us out of the corner of their eyes.
“Let me take you back to my hotel room and use your luscious and willing body. I have been looking forward to plundering your hole for a long, long time.”
With that I got up from the chair and guided you up as well. My hotel was only a short walk from the mall. We walked hurriedly through the lobby, into the lift and then up to my room. As the door closed behind us, we kissed again.
“Close your eyes beautiful,” I whispered to Suz as I set about slowly disrobing her.
“My goodness, your panties are completely soaked,” I said after I had slid them off her
“The thought of you fisting and using me has had me in a state of wetness for days,” replied Suz as I beckoned her to lay on the bed on her back.
“Present your hole to me Suz,” I said as she spread her legs and grab hold of her ankles.
As I knew from her photos and our discussions, her hole was quite tight. It was going to take some time to open it up, but time extremely well spent. Her hole was clearly oozing, but I still put some lube on my fingers and did some exploration, With one and then two fingers I acquainted myself with Suz’s hole. She sighed deeply.
“Sit up Suz and lift up your breasts for me,” I said when I had finished the exploration, and then added,
“What do you want me to do to your breasts Suz?”
“I want you to tie up my big tits and use them. Please can you do that?” said Suz, knowing full well the answer.
“Lift them up and present them to me Suz”, I said as I got some rope out.
Deftly I bound Suz’s big boobs. When I finished, each breast was encircled by four tight loops. Her beautiful breasts started to colour up straight away. I beckoned Suz to look deeply into my eyes while I gently slapped her bound boobs. I covered ever inch of them with light slaps, paying particularly attention to her big nipples. Suz yelped and whimpered as I lightly worked over her breasts. I then bent over and sucked her beautiful nipples. I sucked them hard and sucked them until my jaws were sore.
“Ummmm, that’s so good. ...... fuck...... you’re going to suck them off me..... fuck....,” said Suz before she just started to mumble the word “fuck” over and over again as I inhaled one nipple and then the other over and over again.
“Don’t squirm or grind Suz. Stay perfectly still, close your eyes and focus only on the sensation on your nipples,” I commanded.
She did as best as she could and I allowed her some leeway. By the time I was finished, her nipples were completely wet with my saliva and Suz was panting with lust.
“Now that your tits are throbbing in their bindings and your nipples are over stimulated. I am going to clamp them.”
“Please, please clamp them,” Suz whispered to me, her voice husky with wanting.
As I stared deeply again into Suz’s brown eyes, I could see the lust there that was out of control. I put on the largest pair of clamps I had which had a thick silver chain. Suz squealed when the clamps went on. The chain had a rubber sleeve over part of its length. I directed Suz to lie down on her back, her arms out at a ninety degree angle and her legs open. I then finally took my clothes off. The front of my underwear was soaked with pre-cum, and my cock not surprisingly burst out when released from its confines. As Suz lay spreadeagled on the bed, I jumped up and over her and stood above her, my feet either side of her head. I picked up the chain and started to gently tug on it.
“Look up and look only at my cock and balls,” I commanded.
For the next ten minutes or so, I worked over Suz’s nipples using the chain. Slowly and tantalisingly applying pressure and then releasing it. Stretching her nipples upwards, a bit more each time I did it.
It was then time to get serious. I put the rubber sleeve of the chain into Suz mouth and told her she could not let go of it in any circumstance. As her teeth grasped the chain, it pulled her nipples up considerably. I then put some cuffs on each wrist and then each ankle.
“Grab your ankles,” I said and I attached via a clip a chain to each cuff, first one leg and then the other. I admired my handy work. Suz was now perfectly displayed and ready to start what she desired – to have her cunt opened and fisted and to cum continuously. Her nipples were clamped and the chain attached to the clamps was in her mouth. If she moved her head she pulled her nipples. Her wrists and ankles were chained together, her legs open.
With ease I was able to get two fingers into Suz’s oozing hole. I decided I would give her a quick climax.
“I am going to make you cum Suz, the first of many times. I’ve got two fingers in you and will soon slip in three. Then one of my fingers is going to slowly and smoothly encircle your clit. I want you to arch your neck and pull on your nipples more,” I commanded and Suz obeyed, groaning deeply as she did.
It didn’t take much stimulation for Suz to cum. She flailed against her restraints and even managed to pull one of the nipples clamps off as she came on my probing fingers. As Suz reached the peak of her climax, I squeezed her clit solidly. She came screaming and bucking – an epic crescendo. As Suz lay back panting, I reattached the errant nipple clamp and let her relinquish the chain from her mouth. I unbuckled the chains that attached her wrists and ankles and asked her to get up of the bed.
I laid down where Suz had been and whispered to her, now show me this pre-cum fetish you have.
“With pleasure,” Suz cooed before adding, “I love the taste of pre-cum and I have been longing to taste yours.”
Suz grasped my hard cock at the base with one hand and directed it upwards. She was then busy with her other hand and her mouth. She alternated between using her hand to expertly massage my balls, and opening and closing my peehole, extracting pre-cum as she did and lapping it up greedily from my endlessly oozing cockhead. No man could last long with such attention.
“Now Suz, suck my cock and let me frost your beautiful face with cum,”
Suz obliged and in no time at all, my cock and balls tensed, my back arched and a splatter of cum exploded from my cock.
“Yeah baby.....,” Suz whispered as I coated her face with a load of deeply pent-up cum.
It was exquisite. It was divine, but it was merely an interlude to the main game. Suz sucked my cock as it softened and then I beckoned her back on to the bed. I put the nipple clamps back on and the wrist and ankle cuffs. I again had Suz with her legs spread open, her wrists and ankles chained together, chain in her mouth pulling her clamped nipples upwards. This time I put some pillows under her head and neck so she look towards the full length mirror that was directly opposite the end of the bed. I wanted her to see as best she could, what I would be doing to her greedy cunt.
“Suz, I want you to look at me manipulating and using your hole, and of course do not let go of the chain in your mouth.”
I positioned myself as best I could so as not to completely impede her view. I slipped two lubricated fingers into Suz’s hole and then a third. I worked her cunt to a foaming frenzy, whispering vulgarity as I did.
“I’m going to open you right up........... My fist is going to be lodged deeply in your cunt within the hour.......... I am going to completely occupy your hole............... I’m going to fist you to heaven......”
Suz came twice as I worked her over with three fingers. The second time there was a small squirt. I varied my delving – slow and steady and then short staccato bursts. Sometimes I would angle my fingers slightly upwards, other times I churned them vigorously. When I could withdraw three fingers completely and insert them straight back in, I upped the ante, and squeezed my fourth finger in. Suz threw her head back when she saw and felt my pinkie finger slip in alongside the other three occupants, and gave her own nipples an almighty yank in the process.
With four fingers I fucked Suz as firmly as I could. I did not touch her clit as I wanted her to cum only from my fingers inside of her. I really fucked her hard and I could feel her cunt muscles clenching against my invading digits. When Suz came again it was a gusher – she sprayed her pussy juice across the bed and onto the floor. It was beautiful to watch. Suz screamed through clenched teeth as she came, but she dutifully did not let go of the chain in her mouth.
I left her body alone for the next couple of minutes as I got myself organised for the next round of activities and informed Suz of the proceedings.
“Now Suz, I am now going to shove various things into your hole. I have been shopping myself for just the right items”
I then added, “You can let go of the chain in your mouth as I now want to be in control of your nipple torment.”
Suz dutifully obeyed, panting as she did. I gave the chain a decent pull which elicited a yelp. I decided to start unimaginatively by putting some zucchinis’ into her pussy and fucking them with her. I had bought three different sizes and started from smallest to largest. None of them though were gigantic. I showed Suz each one before I inserted it.
“Feel that churning deep in your hole,” I said as I twisted the largest one deep inside Suz’s pussy and pivoted it around to further stretch her hole.
“Ohh please fuck me with it so I can cum again.... please......,” begged Suz.
With that I took the larger one out of its confines. With Suz’s cunt now vacant she starred at me somewhat perplexed. I showed her the larger zucchini again, and this time turned it around – I was going to put it into fat end first. Her eyes widened when she realised what I was going to do. It took some effort, but it finally popped into her increasingly welcoming hole. I starred pleasingly at the lodger and asked Suz to tell me how it felt.
“Ummmm. My pussy hole feels so full, so beautifully full.”
“I want you to watch your hole closely Suz, I am going to withdraw the zucchini nearly all the way out, before plunging it back into you. It is time I got more serious about giving you what you want. Tell me what you want again?”
“A thoroughly stretched hole, use my hole, I want my fucking hole stretched. I want it filled and stretched,” replied Suz, almost instinctively.
I started fucking her slowly with the zucchini, making sure she kept her eyes on proceedings. The only time she broke her gaze from the view in the mirror was to look at my bobbing hard cock. Suz’s pussy lips started to distend nicely as I slowly withdrew the vegetable before plunging it back in and repeating and Suz groaned gutturally with my efforts. When Suz was obviously building to a climax I fucked her hard really stretching her hole and as she came screaming, I unceremoniously ripped the zucchini from its fleshy confines and yanked on the chain attached to her nipples. She bucked and flailed and yelled, I watched her eyes loll back in her head uncontrollable and enjoyed watching her face racked in orgasm.
As Suz lay back recovering, I surveyed her hole. It was starting to blossom, but there was still more work to do. I opted for a variation on the theme Suz had just experienced.
“Now Suz, I am going to use my inflatable dildo on your hole now. I am going to pump it up and then draw it out of you while it is inflated. I will then deflate it and do it again and again. Your task is to count each squeeze of the bulb before I withdraw the dildo. When your pussy expels the inflated dildo after ten pumps, then I will be happy.”
I asked Suz if she understood and she replied that she did.
“This is going to stretch you out nicely,” I added.
I started with four squeezes of the bulb and slowly popped the inflated toy out of her cunt. Suz dutifully counted...... one....... two......... three......... four. I then tried four pumps twice more before I increased it to five.
“Fuck, your pussy is starting to look stretched now Suz, imagine what it is going to look like when I am finished.”
Suz quickly graduated to six, and groaned ever so deeply when I dragged the inflated invader out of her sodden hole. I repeated six again for a similar result. The next time, Suz dutifully counted the squeezes and when it got to six I stopped, and after a pensive pause, I delivered two more very hard and rapid squeezes of the bulb.
“Seven..................... eight....... fuckin’ hell.” Suz screamed.
I replied rather casually, “Yes Suz straight from six to eight and my, my they were big squeezes too. This is really going to stretch your cunt when it comes out isn’t.”
“Oh my god, FUCK, I feel so full. So fucking unbelievable full”
I teased Suz. I pulled the inflatable dildo partly out before letting it sink back in. I did this numerous times, and I enjoyed watching her cunt lips cling and stretch around the toy. Finally I popped it out and she bucked as I did.
“Very good Suz, Your cunt is staying nice and open now. Still more work to do though - ten squeezes remember.”
Suz didn’t vocalise a response. I reminded her to be a good girl and count. I put the toy back into her yearning hole. I had been fairly slow in my pumping, ensuring a little pause between each pump that Suz had gotten use to. This time though, I unleashed nine rapid and frenzied squeezes, Suz screamed in her counting and I got to nine pumps. This time the distended toy was lodged very firmly in her cunt and I enjoyed pulling hard and firmly to dislodge it. It was one long primeval scream that emanated from Suz as the toy finally vacated her expanded cunt.
“Nearly there Suz, You’ve got to nine. Now one more.”
“Fuckkkkkkkkkkkk................................ This is just so fucking obscene,” she replied.
“I take that as compliment,” I added mischievously.
I put the dildo back into her and Suz counted. When I got to ten pumps she triumphantly announced, “fucking ten”.
“Good Suz, now all I have to do is pull it out,”
In response Suz just groaned tunelessly. It took some effort and similar to the pentultimate effort, it took a whole lot of effort to yank it out , but when I did, Suz’s hole gushed uncontrollably.
“Fuck Suz, you have a big wet hole now don’t you. I think you could be ready for my fist.”
As she lay there, Suz watched me expectantly as I lubed up my limb. I used a little bit of artistic licence and lubed halfway up my forearm. I also put a heap of lube on her cunt, even though it was well and truly sodden. I was able to go straight to four fingers and I fucked her that way. I hadn’t planned on giving Suz another climax just yet, but without much warning she simply came and she gushed - three big gushes.
I didn’t allow Suz much respite and after the briefest of interludes, I again had four fingers inside the now very accommodating hole. With less effort than I expected, I was able to slide my thumb in as well.
“Four fingers and my thumb are now inside you Suz and fucking you. It won’t be long before my whole fist is ploughing into what was a tight hole.”
I did know that it is more often than not a huge quantum leap to get in past the knuckles, but I was confident that Suz’s hole would in the end be accepting. Suz came again as my fingers and thumb started to move appreciably easier in the expanding universe that was her cunt. Another geyser arced out of her hole at the peak of her climax.
“Now I will complete the task Suz, my fist is going into your cunt.”
I was easily able to insert my four fingers and thumb back into Suz and with a fair bit of effort and patience, finally my whole hand slid in past the knuckles.
“There you go Suz my fist is in your cunt. You are no longer a fisting virgin.”
I allowed some time for Suz’s hole to get use to being completed filled by my fist. I simply rocked it back and forth ever so gently, and then after a time applied a slight twisting motion. I also started to move my embedded fingers.
“My whole fist is in your vaginal sheath,” I said.
“Ohh fuck yes,” replied Suz.
I slowly started to fist fuck Suz, telling her how her hole was expanded, how her cunt lips clung to my wrist when I withdrew and how they inverted when I drove back in. I settled into a nice rhythm of slow withdrawal, almost to the point where my fist vacated her hole and then a quick and deep plunge back into the ever more accommodating hole. Suz came and came forcefully, her muscular hole convulsing forcefully against my entrenched fist. I did not relent though. For over an hour I kept my fist inside Suz, continually varying the stimulation, taking her hole to a whole new level of acceptance.
Suz was a writhing mess by the time I finally withdrew my fist from her distended hole. It barely closed at all. She had cum countless times and I went through a thorough repertoire of fisting activity. She came hardest when I fisted her hard, pushing upwards inside her, and spanking her clit with my other hand.
Suz had contacted me wanting her hole stretch and to be fisted for the first time. I had obliged and had enjoyed it. I released her from her constraints and we cuddled languidly, before I informed Suz that I my cock needed to be sucked again. I sat on the edge of the bed as Suz knelt between my legs. She greedily savoured more pre-cum before I placed my pussy soaked hands in her hair and massaged her scalp while guiding her bobbing mouth over the pulsating length of my cock. I thrust in to her mouth hard and deep and shot a lovely load of sperm deep into her throat. She sucked me dry.
We were not done yet, but things were certainly drawing to a close. I spent about an hour shoving things into Suz’s cunt. A wickedly shaped solid glass dildo again had her screaming in orgasm. I fucked her from behind with a big thick salami as I spanked her asscheeks. I stuck a cob of corn in and jabbed her hole with it. I stuck an old clunky Nokia phone into her and rang while it was set on vibrate.
It had been a most wonderful get together – mutually depraved. On departing we made arrangements to meet again on my next visit to the U.S, and agreed that next time it would be for an MMF, but that is a story for another time.
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