“You want what? You want me to get fucked by other men?” Kim’s eyes flashed with anger. “You fucking pervert.”
Paul winced as the lounge door slammed behind her as she stormed out.
“That went well, then,” he muttered, sitting down on the settee and opening a can of beer.
He had no idea why he’d decided that particular evening was the time to tell Kim of his fantasy of watching her get fucked by another guy. As the saying goes, it seemed a good idea at the time.
It had been his fantasy for years. He had watched countless porn cuckold videos and was always turned on by the sight of big cocks abusing the cunt of a married woman while the husband watched and filmed.
An hour later, Kim came back and sat in the armchair opposite the settee.
“Okay, I’ll do it. You want to be a fucking pervert and see me take a real cock, not that pathetic example you have between your legs. Fine, you fucker, you will. And you’ll clean me up afterwards.” Kim’s voice was firm and in control. “Plus, you will find the cock or cocks you want to see shooting their load up your wife’s slutty cunt.”
The fact that he would have to find the necessary cock or cocks, didn’t worry Paul in the slightest. He had wanted this day to come for a long time and had scanned several websites sites looking for suitable studs.
An hour later, he had found what he was looking for. A pair of twin brothers that lived only ten miles away. From their pictures, Paul guessed they were in their early thirties, the same age as Kim, and the size of their cocks left him in no doubt they could more than fill her holes and his fantasy.
“Well, found anyone to act in this dirty little scenario of yours, you useless piece of shit?” Kim shouted at him as he came into the bedroom where she had been pretending to sulk. “A real man with a real cock, a cunt-splitting piece of meat rather than that fucking pig’s dick hanging between your legs.”
As she hurled the insults at him, he could feel his cock stirring and realised he was getting turned on by being humiliated. A variation was forming in his mind. To be totally dominated and humiliated he would need to really believe he was a slave to the big beautiful goddess that was his wife and to whoever was fucking her.
Kim threw open her robe and, laying back on the bed, opened her legs. “Get here you fucking cuckold and eat out my cunt. You sure as hell won’t be getting that pathetic skinny dick of yours in it.”
The contempt in her voice sounded so convincing, Paul couldn’t be sure if it was role-playing or genuine. But he did know he had to obey. He went to move over to lick the hairy cunt nestling between the thighs of his big, sexy wife.
“Fucking strip first, you piece of crap. I want to see that pig’s dick hanging down. Not that it will be getting inside me,” Kim said as she felt the thrill of humiliating the man that, in the real world, she loved dearly.
With his clothes discarded and inspired by his wife’s disparaging words, his cock was its usual seven inches of hard muscle. Without a word, he lay between her spread legs and applied his tongue to her clit.
Kim shuddered as Paul’s tongue sent the familiar sensations coursing through her. She loved her clit being licked, usually before Paul fucked her. But tonight, and for the next few days, until she had a new cock in her, her cunt would be denied him. Instead, only tongue, fingers, and toys would have access to her sex holes.
Paul had always loved eating out Kim’s hairy cunt. But tonight seemed even better as he felt her copious qualities of sticky cunt juice flow into his eager mouth.
The pain caught him totally by surprise when Kim brought the leather belt from under the pillow and cracked it down on his back with considerable force.
“Now, my arsehole, you piece of shit! Tongue my arsehole, push it right in. Do it now,” she shouted and brought the belt down a second time, raising a livid red weal on his back.
Paul found it hard to describe the mixture of sexual arousal, pain, and humiliation he was experiencing. But he did know that his cock was leaking pre-cum at a huge rate.
As he pushed his tongue in past Kim’s sphincter he felt another stinging blow from the belt, this time on his buttocks.
“Deeper, you arsehole-licking prick,” Kim screamed as she felt her climax approaching. “ Get your fingers up my fucking cunt and make me cum!”
Kim was busy rubbing her hard swollen clit and, seconds later, her world disappeared into an orgasmic explosion the like of which she had never known.
As her body recovered from the state of ecstasy, she grabbed Paul by the hair and pulled him roughly away from her satisfied cunt.
“Stand over in the corner and wank your tiny dribble of thin spunk into your hand and don’t spill a drop, you fucking pervert.”
Almost beside himself with sexual need, Paul did as she ordered. It took mere seconds for jets of hot cum to shoot from his throbbing cock into his waiting hand.
“Eat it, eat your own spunk, get used to it. Soon, you will be eating a real man’s cum from my fucked holes. Get a taste of it,” Kim ordered.
Paul had eaten his own cum from his wife’s cunt before but always mixed with her own emissions. He was surprised to find it was a further turn on.
“That’s it, now fuck off to the spare room. I don’t want some creepy pervert in my bed tonight. You want to get your pathetic body next to mine, you find that real cock for me first,” Kim said as she headed for the shower.
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Paul answered the door to the parcel courier the following afternoon and signed for the small package addressed to Kim. “Parcel for you, babe. What have you ordered?” he enquired.
“Presents for you and me. And I’m not your babe… I’m Mistress Kim, and don’t you forget it,” she snapped.
Paul opened the package and found two items inside. One he recognized at once, it was a black rubber butt plug. The other puzzled him. It was a circular metal cage about four inches long with a clip at one end.
“What the hell is this?” He asked.
“That, my cuckold husband, is your cock cage and you will wear both that and the butt plug whenever I say so. The plug will remind you your arse is mine and the cage will stop you fucking me or wanking off until I decide.” Kim said, smiling at him. “We will try both out now.”
Paul looked at his wife in amazement, but now she was totally in charge and would brook no argument from him.
“Strip… now!” Kim ordered.
Paul did as he was told and before he had a chance to complain Kim had pushed his still flaccid cock into the cage. She clipped the retaining ring around his balls and snapped the lock in place. She showed him the key which she placed in her bag.
“Bend over you useless piece of shit!” Kim commanded holding the butt plug in her hand.
Paul was relieved to see her smear a coating of lube it. A second later he felt it pressing against his anal sphincter and as he relaxed he felt the thrill of it invading his arsehole.
“Sit in that chair and watch your sexy wife get off with this,” Kim said picking up a large vibrator from the table.
Paul recognized it as the one he had brought her a few months ago. Not only was it large, it had a rotating head that was covered with small raised bumps. He knew when he used it on Kim it always resulted in her having a massive orgasm. But this time he was not going to be the one to do it.
“You sit in that fucking chair and watch you fucking cuck, my cunt, my orgasm. You so much as try to rub your skinny dick through that cage and I will tie you down. Now fucking watch!” Kim’s voice was loaded with lust as she lay back, opened her legs and pushed the large toy up inside herself.
Paul’s cock was straining painfully at its prison as he watched his wife’s thick thighs open and close. The buzzing toy pushed deep into her hairy sex slit.
When Kim came off it was a loud scream that made Paul’s restrained cock drip pre-cum from the tip.
“Crawl over here and clean up this mess!” Kim barked as she pulled the vibrator from her dripping cunt. “You miss a drop and its the strap for you. Now fucking clean me!”
Paul crawled between his plump wife’s legs and did her bidding. After five minutes of licking and sucking, he was rewarded by Kim having her second orgasm and filling his mouth with her fanny batter again.
“You may take the plug out of your arse, but keep the cage on. Now get dressed and go to work. If you fancy slipping your cock up one of the young cunts in your office, forget it. Unless you want to show them that you are my cuck.”
Paul did as he was told and as he was leaving said, “Mistress Kim tonight you will get your wish.”
And leaving a printout of the web page showing the two twin brothers, he left for work.
