Saturday was kickstarted with a bang when I woke to a text from hubby telling me how he couldn’t stop thinking of me modelling the new kinky crotchless body stockings he had bought me as a surprise. I’d tried them on for him a few nights before, and I think we both knew what the weekend would then have in store – a night of naughty play.
The seed was planted with us both and the flirtation continued via text throughout the day. By the time he was due home from work, I’d pruned to perfection. I had a workout, walked the dog, danced around the house to some music while cleaning then showered, waxed, tanned, and gave myself a beautiful bouncy blow-dry.
Full application of sultry make-up and a cheeky set of black lingerie – lace and silk balconette bra with black Victoria Secret panties which laced up the back over the bum crack. I teamed the underwear with my tight black leather-look trousers and a black t-shirt which also laced up the back and had a cheeky slogan across the front. Hubby had bought it as a Christmas present and it had never been worn, so it was the perfect touch, and felt very sexy, as it hugged my pert ‘Ds’ beautifully.
Hubby and I have a nice life. Good jobs, which keep us busy, a nice house, nothing fancy but we work hard and like our little luxuries. We don’t have kids, so all our free time is ours, although we seldom get a weekend together or days off tying up to be able to plan much. We rarely have a drink together but when we do, we make sure we enjoy it. And each other.
I’d love to tell you it was a case of meeting him at the front door with no panties on and getting stuck straight into his buckle, freeing him and taking him in my mouth. But we are so far past that. We know if that’s how we start, the night and fun will be over quickly. Instead, we both like to take our time, enjoy the evening and appreciate the build-up of fun, naughtiness and sexual tension.
I did meet him at the front door with a long lingering kiss. His touch ran down my back just long enough to send a little flutter through my pussy. Yes! This was going to be a good night, I could feel it from the way his tongue pursued my mouth with a little more suggestion than normal.
Hubs headed off for a shower with a drink in hand while I got about making us a song little cocktail to kickstart the fun. Before we knew it we were laughing and joking across the table with each other, music was playing, we were dancing and singing along and I couldn’t help but think of the bulge in his jeans as he headed to top up the drinks. About how much I couldn’t wait ’til it was free and growing big and hard to enter me.
We logged on to our playful website of choice and decided to go live to some other members. This was something we had done before and it got us going something shocking. Usually started out with a little fondle here and there, hubs grabbing my round tits for everyone to see, giving a little peek to the audience. Then me playing back with him too, before taking him in my mouth, then in my pussy, bent over for all to see.
Thinking that was us in full swing, we abandoned the website and headed upstairs where we started to play. Our intense connection heightened by the booze and the firey online play. I took mister in my mouth some more, enjoying the large girth of him now and savouring the beautiful length. He then produced something he must have ordered along with my body stockings, a black hood with just a hole in it for my mouth. We had been into plenty kinkier – so this didn’t shock me. I put it on with a huge smile on my face. I loved one of my senses being removed, knowing it would heighten the others.
Mask on and bent over the bed, I was stationary as hubby stipulated. Silence ensued for a moment while the tension mounted. I was excited as I didn’t know what was coming. Then, with zero warning “Crack”, came the almighty slap of his leather belt across my naked ass cheeks. I let out a loud cry of pain and gathered my breath. “Crack!” He hit me again, harder this time and insisting me to be quiet.
The pain surged through me as he went again and again before informing me five fast blows were coming and to prepare myself. I halted, anticipating the burning agony he was about to inflict on my tender buttocks.
And then they came. Hard, thick and indeed fast. One after the other, the chunky sturdy leather of the belt held tightly in his strong hand. The dominating snigger of his masochistic mind echoing in my ears.
I didn’t dare move, but felt like I was being jolted forward with each sharp blow. My ass cheeks ached and stung but my pussy throbbed with the excitement turning me on to such an intense level.
As my breathing regulated and the stinging subsided, I felt his hands on either side of my hips, his thumbs digging into the delicate and bruising skin on my punished cheeks. He forced his hard dick straight into my extremely wet cunt, grabbing a mass of my hair from below the neck of the hood I was wearing.
I cried out an intense gasp with his intrusion and felt the burn in my butt cheeks as his body collided with my tortured area. He ploughed into me again and again, each time, I eroded my juices around him and endured the pleasureful pounding, my heart racing and breathing erratic from the unpredictable rhythm.
After a few moments, it stopped. I hadn’t climaxed yet, and I think he was very aware. He instructed me to stay exactly where I was, not to move and he left the room.
On his return, I could hear and sense the motion of more than just him. People were in the room with us. Seeing only darkness with the hood tight over my face, I didn’t know what was coming. I heard whispered words but couldn’t make out who was where, or to whom my husband was speaking. Then the exciting and surprising words came, “There’s the slut, fuck her!”
My heart raced, as I felt someone on the bed behind me. A cool and unfamiliar touch on my sides and ass, and then the clincher, a stranger sliding his cock inside me. Hubby rounded the side of the bed, climbing onto his knees next to me. He forced my head around and drove his own cock into my mouth. I could taste my pussy off of him. I heard his cheeky snigger once again.
I couldn’t believe he had organised this. The man behind me fucked me good, pulling me back onto him and going quick and hard into me. Hubby spoke to a third man, who was apparently standing nearby and sounded like he was enjoying the sight, I assumed rubbing himself and getting ready to go next.
I was thoroughly enjoying myself, sucking hard on hubby’s throbbing dick, savouring the taste and revelling in him squeezing my nipples and rubbing my tits as I went.
The owner of the cock in my cunt stopped quickly, announcing he was about to cum. He was instructed to do it in my mouth. Hubby removed himself and stepped back while the guy ejected, removed his condom and shoved his member into my mouth. Seconds later I felt him jerk and food my mouth with his cum, at the same second the third guy had mounted the bed and me, ploughing my deep and catching me slightly off guard.
The feeling of being screwed from behind by a stranger in the dark while another filled my mouth with his cum was slutty and exciting. I juiced all over the third guys cock and moaned swallowing the load.
Third guy was so turned on by the sight he didn’t last long. Next, he was in my mouth following suit and I was being a dirty little cum whore swallowing a second load of stranger cum in minutes.
Hubby cracked me a loud hard slap across my tender cheeks and ploughed himself into my dripping cunt once again. He was definitely the larger of the three and my pussy was stretching around him. He pumped me for a moment then pulled my head, hair and hood sideways again while he face-fucked me and began cumming down my throat as the others had just done. He jerked and spasmed in my mouth and his cum just kept flowing. Such a load I hadn’t felt in such a long time.
When he finished, he climbed off the bed, walked the strangers to the door and showed them out.
Returning, sniggering, he pulled off my hood, kissed me hard on my mouth and told me what a good little whore I’d been.
