Date: Wed, 8 Feb 2017 18:23:43 -0500
From: ljdoofus75
Subject: A Wife's Conversion

A Wife's Conversion (F/M, /F/F, M/M, D/s, BD, Exhibitionism, Chastity
Device, Cuckold, Consensual) by ljdoofus75 2016 from Lush Stories
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A husband accidentally awakens his wife's sexual animal and goes to great
lengths to develop it.

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A Wife's Conversion Chapter 1 - A husband accidentally awakens
his wife's sexual animal and goes to great lengths to develop
it.

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I think I'm a typical married guy. My wife and I would have sex maybe once a week if
I was lucky and hadn't done something to cause her to withhold sex. She was
strictly missionary or if she was really randy, cowgirl. That all changed
with an accidental cum blast. My wife would have sex, but when she didn't
feel like (a lot of the time), she would give me a hand job or if I'd been real
good a blow job, but never finish in her mouth and swallowing wasn't even a
topic for conversation. One night, I had persuaded her to whack me off and
was enjoying the motion of her soft hand as it slid up and down my cock. She'
d slide her left hand down the shaft and hold the skin the base of my cock.
This exposed my cock's head for her right hand and fingers to swirl around
the circumference or stroke my nuts. She always made me use a towel to catch
my climatic eruptions. It was laid on my stomach like small patch of beach
sand. As I approached finishing, I instinctively arched my back. I think that
's just a biological response. As she always does when I'm getting close,
she aimed my cock toward the towel as a healthy load of cum rocketed toward
the splash zone. Her aim must've been off and a good portion of my seed
splattered on my face and mouth. She was surprised as I, but what she did next
was even more startling. Her finger found a wayward glob and spread it over
my lips. I asked her, "What are you doing?" She replied, "I don't know why,
but seeing your cum land on your lips has got me so hot." She pushed her
finger and the big gob into to my mouth. Using her free hand, she began jack
me off again. Her finger found another cum splash, which she also dragged
into my mouth. Her breathing was more like a pant sorta like a dog after a long
run. She squirmed on the bed. "For some reason, I guess feeding me my cum
is making you really hot." In between excited gasps, she replied, "I don't
think I've ever been this hot. I want you to fuck me with that beautiful cock
of yours." My cock sprung to attention and we went at it like two dogs in
heat. It was the hottest sex we'd had since our honeymoon. "Just what about
you seeing me with my cum on my lips, set you off?" I questioned. She
replied with a tone of bewilderment in her voice, "I've never tasted your stuff
and just the thought of you swallowing it, got my juices flowing. It was just
so exciting." "So let me get this straight, you liked seeing me swallow my
own cum and that led to this great fuck we just had?" I asked with some
astonishment. She excitedly replied, "Yes, yes, it did." I asked, "Do you
think we'd get the same results if it happened again?" "I don't know maybe we
should try it again tomorrow," she answered. Being one who's always looking
for another fuck I said, "Let's give it a try, but just don't tell any of
your friends that we're doing this." With her best reassuring voice she
said, "Don't worry, Honey. I'm not one to tell my friends bedroom secrets
except that you're hung like a horse." We both laughed and she said, "For our
next party, you'll need to stuff a pair socks in your underwear. I wouldn't
want you to let the girls down." The next day, it was hard to concentrate on
work. My mind would wander off to last night's events and how sexy my wife
had become if only for those few minutes. I just hoped it wasn't a fluke. I
got home early with an noticeable hard-on. My wife noticed as soon as I
walked in the door saying, "I see you been thinking about me and last night." "It
's the only thing I could think about today. You totally fucked up my
productivity." She had dinner on the table, so we decided to eat and have some
wine before seeing if we could recreate last night's excitement. After a
couple of glasses of wine, we decided it was time to see if this worked again.
Kathy said, "I'm feeling pretty excited already, so maybe we're on to
something here." I replied, "Let's don't count our chickens just yet." For the
first time in quite a while, we took a bath together and then retired to the
bedroom. I lay on the bed with my legs spread as she nuzzled up to my right
leg and began playing with my cock and nuts. Her touch felt softer than
normal or maybe it was my heightened awareness. Within a minute, she had me hard.
She startled me as she leaned over and took my cock in her mouth saying, "I
want to see a big load out this tonight." She used a lot of spit as she
prepped my cock for the final assault. Her hand back on my cock, she continued
with a light but firm stroke. I was beginning to feel that tingle in my
nuts, which she was gently caressing. I was getting real close. Noticing she
said, "Can you move your cock closer to your mouth so I don't miss?" "Yeah,
sure, whatever you want baby." I arched my back more so my cock was higher
than my face as I shot a big load. She directed toward my face and mouth. It
was a direct hit. Cum spattered on my lips and nose mostly. Her fingers began
a feverish search to collect all my baby maker juice. They slithered across
my lips as coated them with my milky ejaculate. "Lick your lips, Sweetie."
As I complied, she squealed with delight and scooped more cum toward my
mouth. She milked my cock like getting a tube of toothpaste to get my last few
drops on her finger, which she stuck in my mouth. To my amazement, she
excitedly began "Frenching" me with my cum residuals still on my lips and in my
mouth. After a couple deep French kisses, she said, "I'm so wet right now.
Eat me." How could I refuse? I went down for some tasty clam sandwich. After
she was moaning with her hips gyrating over my tongue, I was hard again. I
replaced my mouth with my cock as I slammed it into her sopping wet cunt.
She bucked like a wild little filly and dug her nails into my back as she
came. As we laid there spent, I said, "I guess last night wasn't a fluke. You
seeing me swallow my cum gets you hotter than a depot stove in January." "I
don't know what it is maybe because it's so taboo if a guy does it. I mean
girls are expected to do it; like it and want more of it." I replied, "
Well, I don't think you ever got that memo." We laughed and she said, "Well, if
you show me how good it is, I might be willing to try it." "If that's what
it takes, I guess you will taste it soon." We cuddled up and went to sleep.
The next morning before I left for work, she gave me a big hug and said, "I
hope we're on again for tonight." Trying to keep my elation in check, I
replied, "I'll be ready to give you a good blast." Several times during the
day, I would go to the restroom and begin to jack off but not cum. I was
trying to build the biggest load I could for my sweetie. I was walking around
all day like Chester from Gunsmoke, pretty stiff legged. That night when I
returned home, she was dressed in her sexy little black dress that she wore on
special occasions. I asked her, "Are we going out?" "Yes my dear, some
place nice, so hurry and get ready." She had made reservations at one of the
nicer restaurants in town and had asked for a private booth in the back. We
were shown to our booth and she had me sit in the corner so she could slide up
next to me. I said, "This was unexpected." "Well, in the last two days, you'
ve given me the best two fucks of my life. I thought I should do something
nice for you." I responded with, "Well, that sounds good to me. What do you
have in mind?" She took her right hand and began stroking my cock. Mind
you, my wife has a real hard time with PDA and here she is rubbing my cock in a
restaurant. She said, "I want you to generate a lot of juice for later."
She kept up a constant attack on my cock. She leaned over and said, "Why don'
t you go to the Men's room and take those confining underwear off. I'll
make you feel good." This was a side of my wife I'd never seen, but I liked
it. It was embarrassing walking back to our booth with a raging hard on and
no underwear, but I felt it would be worth it. We ordered, ate and when we
left the restaurant, I had to hold my coat over the front of my pants because
of all the precum that had leaked out before heading back home for the
dessert course. On our arrival, she said, "I want you to take off all your
clothes and sit in that chair." She then put on some music and began to do a strip
tease. It took about two seconds and my cock was sticking up like a wind
turbine on the plains. Once naked, she said, "Are you ready for some action,
big boy." We just about ran to the bedroom. She said, "Get ready." This
meant that I had to be lying on my back with my legs spread so she could start
jacking me off. She cuddled up to my leg and began stroking my cock and nuts.
She pulled my knees up and lightly ran her fingers over my ass cheeks and
then surprised me with a soft finger rub in my ass crack over my pucker
muscle. That sent a tingle through me. At that moment, there wasn't anything I
wouldn't do for my sweetie. She continued stroking my cock and began talking. "
I want you to be so hot that you make more cum than ever." She leaned over
and began sucking me. I couldn't believe that she had sucked me two days in
a row. What a treat. She kept sucking until she knew I was about to cum. She
said, "I want you to open your mouth and let me see if I can get it all in
there." "If you pick up my legs, it'll be easier hit my mouth." That's
what she did as I opened my mouth. She had developed pretty good aim for only a
couple days practice and most of my load went directly into my mouth. She
kept me in that position until she finished milking those last few drops. "
Show me what's in your mouth." I hadn't closed it, so I stuck out my cum
coated tongue. She said, "Swallow for me!" I did and stuck out my tongue again.
She immediately began "Frenching" me and her tongue was exploring my mouth
that had just held my cum. Just thinking about what she was doing, got me
hard in seconds. She noticed my erect cock and immediate started riding it
cowgirl style. Her pussy was gushing juice like an artisan fountain. I came in
her cunt as she was screaming with ecstasy. Panting she said, "Eat me now.
Stick your tongue deep inside me. Get all your cum out of me." Passion was
the order of the moment and I dove into her cunt lapping, licking, slurping
and burrowing as much cum out her as I could. She was flipping like a fish on
a dock with a flock of seagulls on standby. She grabbed my head a pulled it
into her slit as she writhed in a mind blowing orgasm. We collapsed into
each other's arms. When she had recovered her breath, she said, "I don't
believe it, but that was better than the last two days. I think the thought you
getting your cum out of me was too much for my brain to take. How did it
taste?" "It tasted deliciously wonderful. I loved it," She cooed and snuggled
up. The following evening, she was ready to go when I got home. She told me
she had be thinking about the last three nights and had another surprise for
me. My cock got hard just thinking what it might be. We made it to the
bedroom as quickly as possible. I was lying on the bed naked with my legs spread
as she began to stroke me. Once I was fairly hard, her mouth slipped over
my cock and she began sucking me again. Three days in a row. I had died and
gone to heaven. She continued as I got closer. I said, "I'm getting pretty
close. We probably need to get ready." She continued sucking and playing with
my nuts. I said, "I'm going to cum soon." She just continued sucking and
with more passion. Just then her mouth left my cock and she said, "Cum in my
mouth." With that said, her mouth was back on my cock and I was about to
realize what I had dreamed about for years. I was going to cum in my wife's
mouth for the first time ever. It was erotic. My nuts tensed and I blasted a
load for the ages. My sweetie just kept sucking until she had collected my
full load into her mouth. She removed her mouth from my cock and began "
Frenching" me with her mouth full of my cum. Her tongue pushed my loins liquid deep
into my mouth and I swallowed as her tongue whipped around what had become
over the last few days the receptacle of my cum. She broke our kiss and
said, "This way I can make sure I don't miss." I asked, "How did it taste?"
She gleefully responded, "Better than I thought it would." She leaned over
and began sucking me again. I couldn't believe it and said, "You don't have
to do that." To which she replied, "I do if you are going to fuck me because
I'm not done with you yet." Soon thereafter, I was fucking her brains out
and after I had cum, she had me eat her out again. This resulted in two more
soul losing orgasms. This pattern continued for a few weeks and my wife and
I were fucking every day, which was a great improvement of once a week. She
surprised me again when she said, "Have you ever thought about tasting
another guy's cum?" "Well, since I've been drinking my own so much lately, it
has crossed my mind." "Really!" she said excitedly. "Do you think you
could do that for me?" "I don't know. That's a pretty big step for any guy."
Sounding sympathetic, she said, "Why don't you think about it for a few days.
" For the next few days, we were back to our new routine as I mulled over
the thought of tasting another man's semen. I guess curiosity got the better
of me and I told Kathy that I had made up my mind. "Well, what did you
decide?" she said questioningly. "If it means that much to you, I'll give it a
try. But I can stop whenever I want," I said emphatically. She cooed in
support, "Of course Honey, and thank you for being willing to do this for me."
We then began a conversation on how we would go about making this happen. I
told her that I had a work acquaintance that I thought was gay and he might
be interested. I asked her, "What will you do if he asks to fuck you?" She
looked puzzled and answered, "A gay guy would ask to fuck me?" "Yes, why
not, you a beautiful young woman and he won't have commitments." She
responded, "Well, I haven't thought about that. Would it be okay with you?" "I
think I would be okay with it. It's not like he would be trying to steal you
away from me." She said, "Will you talk to him and find out if he will do it?"
I said, "Give me a week and I see what I can make it happen." I talked
with Gary and asked him to think it over except I neglected to mention that my
wife would be there. Later that week he said, "You can count me in." We
made a date for Friday night at my house. Kathy was overjoyed when I told her.
Friday night arrived and we were both excited by what might be in store for
us. The doorbell rang and Kathy went to greet our guest. You could only
imagine the look on Gary's face when he saw my wife open the door. She invited hi
m in and after some awkward initial conversation and drinks, my wife
cuddled up next to me on the couch. Our guest was sitting on the adjacent love
seat. During the next conversation lull, my wife began stroking my cock through
my jeans. Our guest was fully aware of what he was seeing and I noticed
that he started to re-arrange his furniture to relieve some developing strain.
She noticed that my cock was also straining at my jeans then said, "It looks
like we're running out of room in here." After saying that, she unbuttoned
and unzipped my jeans and began rubbing my cock through my underwear. By
now there was no conversation just observation. She said, "Let's see what's
taking up all that room." She reached in my underwear and slipped my cock out
into the open. Our guest just had a dumbfounded look on his face. He was
having a hard time taking all this in. She just started stroking my fully
erect cock with her hand sliding lightly up and down the shaft. My wife said, "
Hmmm, doesn't this look good? Gary, why don't you come over here and take
over while I go to the bathroom?" She left the room and Gary took her place on
the couch next to me and began stroking my cock. A couple minutes later, my
wife returned to the couch and sat next to Gary. She began stroking his
cock through his jeans. He stopped and looked directly into her eyes and said, "
I don't want you to do that. I want your husband to do it." She sheepishly
said, "Sorry, if it's okay, I'll just sit over here and watch?" She took
a seat in a overstuffed chair just opposite the couch. Our guest looked at
me and said, "Well!" as he looked down to his crotch. I rested my hand on
his jean covered cock. I could feel it as it pressed upward against its
constraining material. I began to rub it through the fabric. I looked over at my
wife in the chair and she had spread her legs and was lightly stroking her
cunt through her dampening panties. Gary said almost demanding, "We need to
get out of these jeans!" We both stood up and stripped off our jeans and
returned to the couch. He pulled his underwear down and revealed his 8 inch cock.
I heard a slight gasp from my wife. With a quick glance in her direction,
it was obvious that her panties were now soaked and she was rubbing pretty
frantically. I said, "Honey, why don't you get comfortable and get out of
those clothes?" She almost jumped up to pull her dress over her head, followed
by a bra and her soaked panties. She returned to the chair with her now
visibly wet cunt glistening with beads of pussy juice like morning dew on grass.
An overhead fanlight was positioned such that it shown directly on her
pussy like a mini-spot light. Gary took my hand and placed it on his cock as his
hand returned to mine. It was the first cock other than my own I had ever
felt. It was significantly bigger because of its girth than my six inches. I
wrapped my hand around the base of this impressive cock and began to stroke
it lightly. I enjoy having my wife stroke my cock like that so I figured
that he would too. Our guest said, "It looks like your wife needs something to
do. Have her suck your cock while you suck mine?" That was a shock to me
because I had thought through drinking his cum, but I hadn't thought about
sucking his cock. Before I could say anything, my wife had her lips wrapped
around my cock and was give me the what for. She came up for air and said, "You
can do it, Honey." I hesitantly lowered my mouth toward his throbbing
phallus. It touched my lips and they parted slightly as I began to take it slowing
into my mouth. Our guest had other ideas, and pushed my head down on his
shaft, which quickly filled my mouth to capacity. He grabbed some of my hair
and began pulling me up and down on this cock and shoving it deep into my
throat. My wife was going crazy sucking like a 10 Hp Hoover. She stopped
momentarily to put in a request with our guest, "Gary, please let me watch your
cum go into his mouth." After she said that, he knelt on the couch next to me
and had me suck him in that position. His cock had smoothness, hardness and
warmth to it as it slid in and out of my mouth. I thought to myself -- this
isn't half bad. No wonder some women don't mind sucking these things. Gary
pulled his cock out of my mouth and began jacking it off. He said, "Open up
and collect your prize." As soon as my wife heard those words, while keeping
her mouth on my cock she looked up to see our guest blow his load into my
open cum depository. This event caused me to blow my load in my wife's mouth.
She collected my cum and crawled up my chest and planted a "cum-filled"
French kiss on me. Her tongue swirled the salty mixture of Gary's and my cum
around in our mouths. After I swallowed the mixture, she looked at me and with
a huge smile on her face and said, "That was the most sexual erotic thing we
've ever done. I love you so much." Our guest chimed in with, "That's all
great, but I need my cock sucked again. Kathy, you looked like you really
had it going with his cock - how about some of that service for me?" She
looked at me with an "is it okay" look. I said, "I bet she'd be glad to." She
didn't need any more reassurance and her mouth enveloped his cock. He told
her, "Lick it up and down and around the head." She was following directions
without hesitation. After his full hard returned, he pulled his cock out of
her mouth and said, "I want to fuck you now." She looked a little panicked
and looked to me for help. I said, "Remembered we talked about this
situation." She nodded with acceptance and spread her legs. Gary said, "I don't
mean your pussy. I want your ass!" I have never approached Kathy about fucking
her ass because I knew she wouldn't do it and I was lucky that she sucked
me. Surprisingly, she flipped over and positioned her ass up in the air. She
looked back and said, "Go slow." Our guest looked at me and suggested, "Why
do you lube it up with your tongue." I was caught off guard by that
suggestion, but the way she was squirming around, I knew this was an opportunity to
expand her horizons and I dove in -- tongue first. She was really getting
off to this and I could smell and see drops of pussy juice leaking from her
cunt. She was on fire. Gary stopped me and placed the head of his big cock in
her crack. He slid it up and down a few times to collect some of my spit and
her pussy juice then positioned it directly on her little brown hole. If
you can be gently ass fucked, he was being very gentle as he pushed the head
into her. She said, "It hurts." He said, "You have to relax." He looked at
me and said, "We need more tongue here." I began licking her hole with his
cock inserted in it. He slid it out some and I licked his cock using as much
spit as I could generate. I was watching his big cock slipping ever deeper
into my wife's ass. She had stopped complaining and was trying to wiggle her
ass to help get it deeper. Soon with the help on my tongue, his cock was
all the way in and she was moaning like the harbinger of death. He began
pumping his cock in and out of her ass and said, "I would guess that she's never
been fucked here before." I responded, "Not by me anyway." She replied, "
Never -- not anyone." She must have sensed by the urgency of his thrusting
that his was going to cum soon. She again requested that he cum outside of
her ass. He responded, "No, this cum belongs inside you." I could see his
nuts beginning to pump their contents deep into her bowels. He arched his back
as he belted out, "I'm cumming." After another minute of impaling her with
his cock, he pulled his softening member out of her ass and his load began
leaking out of her orifice and dribbling down toward her pussy. Knowing my
job, I began tongued her expanded bung hole and downward toward her snatch.
Her excitement level was in a different universe and the feeling was too much
for her. She screamed out, "Oh my God, I'm cumming again." She shuttered
several times, crumpled in a heap on the floor and began crying. I asked her
if she was alright. She said, "I feel wonderful. Thank you guys so much for
the best experience of my life." Our guest said, "Next week, I could bring
Pat. I think that would spice things up even more." My wife looked up at me
with a little kid look that said "Can we, Daddy, pleease?" The thought of me
having to suck two guys for her wasn't enough deterrent to overcome the
look of excitement and anticipation that she was projecting. I said, "Okay,
next Friday same time. " That week we continued our routine, which was starting
to seem a little ordinary now, but it was a huge improvement over what our
sex life had been. The days seemed to drag by until Friday finally arrived.
I could tell that my wife was hyper excited about that approaching evening.
I got home a little earlier and she had already put drinks and snacks out
for our guests. She was already acting like a bi-polar person who was having a
manic attack. She was really psyched. She twirled around to show off her
attire, which was a see-through white satin blouse and flared black skirt. She
was bra-less then she lifted up her dress and she was panty-less, too. I
said, "It looks like you're ready to go." She answered, "I've been wet all
day. I've gone through four panty liners so far." "Okay, that's TMI." It
was approaching arrival time, when I heard the doorbell. I went to answer it.
It was Gary. Kathy bounced in and noticed that he was alone. Her smile
disintegrated. Gary said, "Pat is running late due to traffic." My wife's good
mood return and she asked our guest if he wanted a drink. We had a couple
drinks and some snacks. Gary sat on the couch and I sat next to him. My wife
sat in the overstuffed chair and began glaring at us. I stated, "A watched pot
never boils." She replied, "Well, if you turn on the heat, it might start!"
 I took her cue and placed my hand on Gary's lap. He responded in kind. We
began to stroke each other's cock and the desired results were beginning. My
cock was straining against its confines. Our guest reached over and
unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. I stood up and pulled them off. He stood up and I
removed his pants, too. We returned to our places on the couch and resumed
fondling each other. His cock was nearly full length and the tip of it began
sticking out of his underwear's waistband. I had forgotten how big his was
when hard. He stood up and removed his underwear and I did the same. My wife
was drooling with anticipation at the scene unfolding and began lightly
running her fingers over her pussy lips. Gary said, "I think it's time." He
pushed my head down ward toward his cock. I understood what he meant. My mouth
slid over and down that long shaft. My wife was stroking her pussy with
more zeal. The doorbell rang. Kathy leapt out of her chair either from shock or
excitement. As she bounded toward the door, she said, "You guys just keep
doing what you're doing." When Kathy walked back in the room with Pat, I was
still sucking Gary's cock. Pat wasn't a him. He was a she. Gary said, "
Surprise!" Pat was a strikingly beautiful woman about 5'9" with long muscular
legs. She looked very fit with a tightness in her body. She was wearing
ass-hugging jeans and a billowy blood red blouse. She had pouty full lips that
were coated with the brightest fire engine red lipstick I'd ever seen. Her
hair was blonde and mid-back length with eyes like blue diamonds. She had
flip-flops on those perfect feet. Not like those that get crammed into shoes
that are too small. Her toes were straight and even. They were hairless and
painted the same color as her lips. I could have sucked on those beauties. Her
fingernails were the matching color to her lips and toes. Her fingers were
long and slender like a piano player's, but they looked like they would fit
nicely around a cock as well. She could have been a model. If I wasn't hard
before she came in, I would gotten hard just looking at her. Pat said to my
wife, "I hear that you like to watch your husband suck cock and drink cum. Is
that true?" She answered, "Yes, it's very exciting for me." Pat said, "
Well, I like to do the same. Let's watch together. It'll be fun. Why don't
you boys just get back to it?" Kathy took her place in the chair and Pat took
a position behind the chair leaning forward with her hands on the chair
arms. She said, "Look at how big his cock is! No wonder your husband likes
sucking it." Kathy responded, "I like to watch cum going into his mouth. It
makes me so hot. This is only the second time I've seen him suck a cock and it
pretty exciting, too." I continued working Gary's cock and its taste and the
way it fill my mouth was getting me harder than ever. His hand was feather
light as it stroked my hardened steel member. Pat leaned forward and
whispered in my wife's ear, "I bet this will feel real good right about now." Each
of her thumbs and fore fingers took grasp of my wife erect nipples. As Pat
began lightly twirling the nipples between her phalanges, Kathy jumped
initially but soon her eyes closed as her mouth slightly parted and low moan
escaped from her soul. Her sounds were exciting me and I was really enjoying
this cock in my mouth. Pat commented, "He likes me playing with you. See how
much more gusto he's sucking Gary's cock with." Kathy re-opened her eyes and
replied, "Your right! Honey, are you enjoying her playing with me and while
sucking his cock?" I came up for air and said, "It's pretty damn hot." I
then returned to his cock. Gary said, "Why don't you strip and lie down on
the couch and we can 69?" I jumped up and tore off my underwear and took the
bottom position. Gary positioned his "salvia drenched" cock over my head
and lowered it to my awaiting mouth. He slipped it in and he began to lick my
cock as he slowly moved his it in and out of my cum collector. Pat was
working my wife's nipples with the determination of a Marine and Kathy was
starting to wiggle around in the chair. Pat released one nipple and proceeded to
unbutton my wife blouse. With her tits exposed, Pat squeezed them firmly in
her hands like checking a grapefruit at the grocery. Pat then said, "Let's
see if there's anything going on down here." She reached under my wife skirt
and began stroking her inner thighs. Kathy had lost any inhibitions she had
as she spread her legs to allow Pat unfettered access to her honey pot. Pat
pulled my wife's skirt up exposing her dripping snatch. I could see out of
the corner of my eye that her cunt was dripping and the pink inner lips were
spread as they awaited release. Just then Gary started thrusting with long
full strokes as he fired off several burst of his sexual release. I
collected his deposit. Pat said, "Come over here and put some of that in her pussy."
 I rolled off the couch and clamped my mouth over my wife's cunt like I was
giving mouth to mouth and began to use my tongue to push Gary's cum deep
inside her pussy. Kathy started to cum. Pat commanded, "Okay, that's good
enough. Get out of the way!" She then knelt down between my wife's legs and
was working to get all of the cum that I had deposit out her. Kathy started
bucking and squirming as Pat attacked her cunt with her tongue darting in and
out and deep into my wife. I just stood the watching my wife have orgasm
after orgasm. She had lost all control as if she was getting an electroshock
treatment. My cock was about to break it was so hard. I was getting light-head
because it felt like I only had blood circulating to my dick. There was
cunt juice down the front of the chair and a good size puddle on the floor. My
wife was screaming, "I can't cum anymore." That didn't stop Pat; she was
relentless and got several more orgasms out of her before she stopped. My
wife collapsed in a mass in the chair barely able to breathe. Pat stood up and
began to strip off her clothes -- first her blouse and bra. She had perfectly
rounded 32C breasts with dark areolas about the size of a quarter and
nipples that looked like a virgin No. 2 pencil eraser. Her belly button was
adorned with a diamond stud. She kicked off her flip-flops and they landed over
in a corner of the living room. She peeled off her jeans to expose those
lovely well shaped muscular legs. Her skin looked like satin and her 33" hips
flared out and up to a nice thin 24" waist. She pulled her thong off to reveal
that she was a natural blonde with a 2" landing strip of well-groomed
pubes. As I assumed, she was a real looker -- head to toe. She looked at me with
my cock straining the skin that held it together like a bratwurst on the
grill just before they explode. She said, "Come over here." As I approached
her, I wondered what might be in store for me. She licked those beautiful lips
and slipped them over my cock. She was an expert tongues man. Apparently,
she liked both guys and dolls and could oral please either one. It only took
her about two minutes of tongue to coax my man juice from my nuts. I felt so
good to empty my release in her beautiful mouth. She collected it all then
turned toward my wife and began sharing my deposit with her. Kathy feverishly
began "Frenching" Pat and they continued until Pat broke it and said, "
Doesn't he taste so good?" That was the first time my wife had ever swallowed
my cum. It was so exciting that I nearly came again on the spot. Lost in all
of this was Gary. He was lounging on the couch stroking his cock to another
erection. Pat walked over to him and said, "I know you don't like pussy,
but let me ride that for a couple minutes. I don't think he's ready for
another round yet." Gary replied, "Okay, since we're friends that the least I
can do." She immediately lowered her cunt on to that nice looking cock. She
slid her twat up and down on it. On the down stroke, she would grind her cunt
into his pelvic region. Like she promised, she stopped and then approached
my wife, who she offered her hand to. Kathy lifted her hand and softly
placed it in Pat's hand. Pat lifted her out of the chair and over to the adjacent
love seat. She had her lie down and planted several tender kisses on my wife
's lips, which soon turned into deep French kissing. Pat's hand found my
wife's left breast and began cup and caress it. Kathy moaned with acceptance.
Pat kissed her way down to my wife's pubic area as her hand began to massage
her clit. She lowered her mouth to my wife's slit and began lapping it like
a dog in heat. Kathy was moaning more intensely when Pat pulled her gently
to the floor. She continued working on her clit and slit. She then moved to
straddle her face with her legs and lowered her cunt toward my wife's face.
I could see Pat snatch and it was dripping just like Kathy's. Her cunt lips
finally met my wife's mouth. I watched with excitement and amazement as my
sexually rigid wife began to long stroke Pat's cunt from butt to clit and
back. Pat looked as if she was really enjoying this treatment. While all this
was going on, I had returned to the couch and was sucking the pussy juice off
of Gary's cock, which given the sight before me and the taste of Pat's
cunt juice gave me another hard on. Pat looked up and saw that my cock was hard
and said, "Get over here and fuck me." I looked at Gary and said, "Sorry, I
'll get right back to you, but that's something I can't pass up." I slid
my cock slowly to that beautiful cunt as my wife below us was lapping away.
The feeling that her tongue gave to the sensation of Pat's pussy as I fucked
it was beyond description. Pat started to buck and began cumming with a
flood of liquid filling my wife's mouth. She was drinking it down like last
call at happy hour. I felt my nuts tense and I fired a big load tension relief
into that beautiful cunt. I pulled out exhausted. Pat sat upright and my cum
began dribbling out of her pussy. She said, "Kathy, drink it up. Get that
cum out of me!" My wife obeyed as she tongue fucked her cunt and burrowed
deep into it for my residuals. Good to my promise, I returned to Gary's cock
and was lapping it like hurricane waves on the shore. It was having the
desired effect. He said, "Lick my nuts, too." Kathy sat up to watch. I was
tonguing them with all I had. Pat walked over and began jacking him off. He
bellowed, "I'm going to cum." and my wife jumped on his cock with her mouth
sucking his release down with wild abandon -- swallowing every drop We all
collapsed. That was the beginning of a new sexual awareness and openness for us.

A Wife's Conversion Chapter 2 - With Pat's help, Kathy and her husband
further explore their new-found sexuality.

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The day after our experiences
with Gary and Pat, Kathy and I began a long, soul-searching talk about what
happened Friday night. Kathy started by saying, "Am I wrong, or did you enjoy
fucking Pat?" How could I counter my wife's directness except by answering
truthfully, "Yes, she's a beautiful woman that knows how to suck and fuck.
Did you enjoy her tongue work on you?" She responded with, "Let's keep the
focus on you for the moment. Do you still love me?" I replied, "Why wouldn't
I still love you? In fact, I love you more than ever for what we did
together. It was `off the charts' exciting. I haven't felt like that since I was
a teenager getting my first piece of ass." "I'm a little worried that you
wanted her more than me, and on top of that she's prettier than I am." I
stopped to think through my answer before I ended up in a sticky emotional
situation. "Well, she has certain physical attributes that are very appealing,
but I don't know anything else about her." "But you are attracted to her?"
my wife continued the interrogation. "Believe it or not, I'm attracted to a
lot of beautiful women, but that doesn't mean I love them more than you, or
even at all." I could feel myself slipping into Kathy's `swamp of no return
', so I thought I'd try a different tack to re-direct where this
conversation was heading. "Honey, I feel you are being too hard on yourself and you
don't appreciate the excellent qualities both physically and personality-wise
that you have. They're what make you so special to me. I wouldn't trade
you for anything or anyone in the world." My wife, Kathy, has many qualities
that make her beautiful. Physically, she's about 5'6", slender build with
raven black, neck-length silken hair that glistens in the light. She has
porcelain colored skin that contrasts with her hair; it's so dark, and she's so
white. She looks like a full-grown doll. Her eyes are blue, and they are
hypnotic. If you've ever seen a dog with blue eyes, they sorta look like that.
They have a very dark ring around the iris' outer edge and the rest is very
light blue with `black hole' pupils. They just suck you into her soul. I
think they are truly her best physical quality even though any guy would be
drawn to her nice rack of 33Ds that have dark brown two inch diameter areolas
and nipples that are perked upward just wanting to be sucked. Her waist is
twenty-three inches with hips that measure thirty-four inches. She keeps her
bush nicely trimmed and has just a silver dollar-sized patch above her slit.
Intellectually, she has an IQ of 138, so she's far from stupid. She
responded to my statement, "You're so sweet to me, Honey. I was afraid that maybe
something bad happened to us and our relationship yesterday." I reassured
her that we were fine and proceeded to say, "I noticed that you jumped on Gary'
s cock and made sure that you swallowed every drop of his cum." She
responded indignantly, "So, what of it?" I replied, "Nothing, I just hope I can
get that kind of treatment, too." "Is that all ! I thought you were going
somewhere else with that question." she replied. I pressed for the answer I
wanted, "So are you saying you are going to swallow my load from now on?" "Of
course, if that's what you want." "Well, to me it means that you love me
enough to make the effort to satisfy my emotional need that swallowing
represents." I stated. "That's bullshit! You just want me to suck your cock... but
actually, it tasted kinda good and caused me to have an orgasm when it shot
into my mouth. Besides, it's loaded with protein." She then asked, "Did you
enjoy seeing Pat fondle my tits and cunt?" "That was the hottest thing
ever. It's the one thing every guy wants his girl to do." I stated
enthusiastically. "Why is that so hot for you guys?" "I don't know; maybe it's
because women are so much more beautiful than guys. I mean, you don't have extra
shit hanging down and flopping around. Women's tits look so good and their
pussies have everything all together in a nice package. So when two women go
at it, a guy has a chance to learn something about pleasing a woman with his
mouth. They know what feels good to their pussy." I replied. "Are you
saying that you'd like to see me and Pat do something again?" she questioned. "
Well, not exactly, but I don't think I would be opposed to that idea. It's
all up to you." I said trying to contain my enthusiasm with the idea. "It
did feel nice. Her lips and hands were so soft and light to the touch. Her
tongue was just too much. She's one to tell you what she wants so there's no
guess work. Would you like me to see if I can set something up with her?" "
Would you? That'd be great! If it would be Ok with you that is, I could just
watch you girls go to town from a discreet location." She said, "I'd like
to see you with two other guys; maybe with Gary and another guy. I get wet
thinking about it. "Let's see how you and Pat do and then I'll do what you
want, okay?" She said, "Alright, it sounds like a plan." The following
Monday, Kathy called Pat and they talked about the adventures of the previous
weekend. Kathy invited Pat over for lunch the next day for some coffee and
conversation under the pretense of getting to know each other better. Pat said she
'd love to drop by. I took the day off, and was eagerly awaiting Pat's
arrival as much as Kathy was. Since it was summer, she was dressed in some
baggy shorts and a loose fitting blouse. I knew she was bra-less, but I wasn't
sure about her panties. The doorbell rang, and I relocated to an adjacent
room where I could see and hear without being noticed. Pat was just as
beautiful in the daylight as she was in the evening, although her attire was a more
casual. She wore a flowered sun dress with a halter top tied behind her
neck. I noticed her nipples were erect when she arrived. She didn't have her
fire-engine-red lipstick on, but this time wore a pastel pink color. Kathy
greeted Pat and led her to the coffee table, where the appetizers, beverage and
wine were waiting. They engaged in some small talk before my wife mentioned
the previous weekend's activities. She asked Pat while sipping on some
chardonnay, "Do you do that sort of thing often?" "No, not really, but Gary said
you and your husband were a very good looking couple, and I wouldn't be
disappointed if I showed up. I certainly wasn't," Pat answered in and excited
tone. Kathy responded, "I'm glad to hear that. You know, I've never seen my
husband's cock that hard! I really enjoyed the things we did." Pat
answered honestly, saying, "You seemed a little inexperienced, but I relished the
way you just dove in. No pun intended." They laughed and the conversation
continued until Kathy suggested that they move to the sofa and get more
comfortable. I quietly re-located to continue my observations. They both took their
places and my wife slid over next to Pat. "You know, I think you're very
beautiful and you make me feel different than any other woman I've been
around." Kathy confessed. I thought to myself that it was a great lead-in. Before
Pat could answer, my wife then took her hand saying, "Your hands touched me
so softly. They sent chills through me when you stroked my arm." Pat
responded with, "You mean like this..." she lightly stroked up and down my wife's
arm with her fingertips and nails. I saw Kathy's arm get goose bumps. She
said, "Yes, just like that." Pat then reached up and stroked Kathy's cheek
with the back of her fingers. Kathy took Pat's hand and lightly kissed her
fingers then the back of her hand. They looked into each other's eyes. Kathy
closed hers and Pat leaned in and kissed her lips in such a gentle way that I
almost came right then. My wife's nipples hardened beneath her blouse.
Kathy placed her hands one on each side of Pat's cheeks like she was holding a
fragile Faberge egg, and returned the kiss. This initiated several minutes of
deeper and deeper kisses that culminated in some excellent Frenching, with
feverous tongue-oral exploration. My wife began to nibble on Pat's neck,
burrowing her tongue into Pat's neck right where the scalene longitudinal
muscles and the jugular vein meet. Pat jumped as Kathy kept up this action. This
is something I do to my wife and it makes her toes curl. She can only stand
it for about thirty seconds before she's ready to fuck. Pat began to moan.
My wife's right hand floated to Pat's left breast and began tweaking her
nipple, resulting in a louder moan. My cock was getting too hard and felt about
to break under the strain, but the action was just getting started. I tried
to stay under control. Kathy began tonguing the back of Pat's throat, which
was likewise returned. My wife used stealth to untied Pat's halter tie and
slipped the sun dress down to her waist, exposing Pat's lovely breasts.
Kathy continued kissing that beautiful face, neck and shoulder, and finally her
breast. Pat's hand pulled my wife's mouth tight to her breast as she began
to lick and suck Pat's erect nipple like a starving baby. There was more
moaning, and I was about to cum in my pants. This was the hottest thing I'd
ever seen in person. I wanted to walk in and start fucking both of them, but I
had to be patient and enjoy what was happening. While still sucking Pat's
breast, I saw Kathy's hand slip under Pat's dress and begin to stroke her
right leg. Pat pushed my wife's hand away and said, "No, not yet." That seemed
to get my wife fired up and she was back at those luscious lips, sucking Pat
's tongue deep into her mouth. My wife definitely had more will power than
I would have been able to muster at that point. After what seemed like
forever (I think it was half a minute), Kathy returned to Pat's breasts, biting
and pulling them lightly with her teeth. This seemed to do the trick, and I
saw Pat's legs spread. Kathy also took notice and slid her hand deftly up to
the promised land. Pat spread her legs wider. My wife slipped two fingers in
that wet cunt and began to rotate her thumb on Pat's clit. There was more
moaning. I could hear the swishy sound that signified one hot woman. I
noticed that Kathy's shorts were wet too. I took my cock out of my pants because
there just wasn't any more room in there. My wife lifted Pat's dress and
took a kneeling position between her legs. Kathy delicately parted them like a
hand through smoke and began to lick and kiss her way up from Pat's knee. My
wife pulled Pat's lower body forward toward the sofa's edge to get her
goodies at tongue height. My wife extended her tongue and softly touched Pat's
passion button. A long guttural, moan came from Pat's deepest self. I knew
she was really getting off to this, and so was I. Kathy began to tongue
circles around Pat's clit and then suck it into her mouth. I could tell she was
still tonguing it while it was in her mouth. She slipped two fingers back
into that exquisite cunt and was finger-fucking her while sucking the shit out
of her clit. Her hand was palm up and she lifted it upward as she slid it in
so she could hit Pat's G-spot. All my senses seemed to be on high alert
because I could see, hear and smell the wetness of the beautiful cunt in front
of me. My wife was really doing a great job. Pat began to buck and Kathy
kept her mouth attached to that clit while ramming those fingers deep into Pat'
s vagina. Pat let out a blood-curdling scream and was cumming non-stop for
at least five minutes. Kathy slowed the pace down and was slowly sliding her
fingers in and out of that juice box. She leaned forward and gave it several
long licks to collect the savory climax fluid. Pussy juice dribbled down he
r arm and dripped off the elbow as she licked her fingers, Kathy said, "You
taste so good. I could do that again." In between deep, exhausted breaths,
Pat said, "I don't think I could handle another one right now. That was
beautiful. You're a quick study." My cock was sticking straight out like the
plank on the HMS Bounty, and I wanted to cum so badly, but I knew there was
more action ahead. Kathy took her place on the sofa next to Pat. They hugged
and cuddled for a couple minutes as they stroked each other's hair. It was a
beautiful sight in contrast -- my wife's white skin and Pat's California
tanned epidermis, her long flaxen mane and Kathy's short midnight black hair.
God never made anything as beautiful as these two. Pat looked into Kathy's
eyes and said, "Now it's your turn." With that, Pat began to kiss Kathy's
face starting with her cheek and proceeding in a counterclockwise fashion.
When she returned to the starting point, she kissed each of my wife's eyelids,
then nose, chin and finally her lips. This was so sensual that my cock was
about to explode. I kept telling myself stay calm, the best is yet to come.
Pat ran her tongue over my wife's lips and lightly swirled it around the
orbicularis oris muscle of her lips then she softly kissed them. Pat continued
kissing my wife's face as she worked her way to the left ear. I saw Pat begin
to lick the inner portion of Kathy's ear and then she burrowed her tongue
deep into her ear canal. Pat continued and it looked like she was trying to
give my wife a lobotomy through her ear. Kathy was squirming and thrashing
around like she was tied up in a sheet and was trying to get loose. Pat
relented from her ear and moved to her neck. She was a quick study also and began
driving her tongue into my wife's neck muscles just as had been done to her
earlier. I saw Kathy's toes clench and I knew she was ready for action. Pat
relocated to my wife's lips and began to unbutton her blouse. After she
undid the first button, Kathy stood up and tore off her clothes then threw
herself into Pat's arms again. Pat kissed and licked my wife's shoulder as she
headed for her lovely breasts. She licked around the outer edges of Kathy's
areola in larger circles. Pat held Kathy's breast in her hand and kissed it
delicately like it was a detonator that she didn't want to set off just yet.
Pat's hands then began stroking my wife's inner thighs, first one leg then
the other. With each stroke, her hand worked its way upward toward Kathy's
drooling snatch. The heat these two women were generating filled my nostrils.
It was erotic and my cock was hard as titanium. Pat's fingers feather
lightly brushed my wife's labia. Kathy was putty in Pat's hands and looked like
she would do anything for her. Pat finally slipped one finger into that
dripping snatch up to the hand knuckle. Once that one was thoroughly wetted, she
used two fingers and so it went then there were three and four. I couldn't
believe what I was seeing. My wife's cunt was taking all of them. Finally,
Pat thumb was going in too. She kept rotating her hand and moving it slowly
in and out. With each inward push, she would slide it a little deeper in my
wife's pussy. Kathy was moaning as saying, "Oh, my god. That feels so good."
Pat's hand got past the last restriction and her whole hand up to her wrist
was in my wife's cunt. Pat kept up the rotating with a slight in and out
motion and Kathy began to buck and scream. She was cumming like Fourth of July
fireworks. Pat continued as my wife begged her to stop. After about another
thirty seconds, Kathy's eyes rolled back in her head like a zombie and she
passed out. There was this stream of drool dribbling out one corner of her
mouth. I thought she was dead. That was more than I could take and I shot my
load about half way across the room. Pat was startled when she heard me cum,
but once she knew what was happening, she had the sexiest smile drift
across her face. I asked, "Is she alright?" Pat said, "She'll come around in a
couple minutes." I asked, "Where did you learn that?" "Well, after my
sixteenth birthday, I spent the summer at the farm of Mom's friends, Karen and
Mike. Karen caught me masturbating one afternoon. I was so embarrassed. She
just looked at me lying naked on the bed and said I was beautiful and that it
always feels better when someone else's hands help you. She taught me a lot
of other things, too." I said, "Karen sounds like a teacher I would enjoy
meeting. You must feel lucky to have had a personal trainer at that age." "
It was the best summer of my life. I came at least three times a day -- more
when Mike joined in." I heard a moan in the background. Kathy was coming
around (no pun intended). Once she was fully aware, she sat up and said, "I
thought you were just going to watch." I replied, "That's all I did, but I
couldn't stifle myself when I came. That's me on the wall over there." In a
questioning tone, Pat said, "It sounds like you both like to watch certain
things. Your husband likes to watch you and I and you like to watch him suck
cock and drink cum." We confirming said, "Yes, I guess you're right." "Do
you think there are any other things you might want to watch each other do?" "
I don't know? What do you think, Honey?" I asked. Kathy replied in an
excited voice, "Well, you got to fuck Pat last time maybe I could fuck another
guy and you could watch." "Do you really think that would be a good idea? I'
m not so sure I could handle a straight guy fucking you. Pat, would you be
there?" I replied. Pat said emphatically, "Of course, I'd be there. I wouldn'
t want to miss out on Kathy's education. I can arrange everything." After
several minutes of conversation concerning pros and cons, we agreed that
next weekend Pat would make all the arrangements and she'd bring a lucky guy to
our house at seven. During the following week, Kathy and I had several
conversations about what might happen and how we were going to keep our minds
open to all the possibilities and just go with the flow. We were still having
our daily sexual dose of fucking and cum eating. The day finally arrived. We
were both excited with anticipation of what might be. The doorbell rang at
seven o'clock sharp. Kathy and I both went to the door to greet our guests.
It was Pat and a handsome, big man. We introduced ourselves and invited them
in. Once inside, we continued the introductions. The man's name was Jim. He
was about 6'3" with a rough square jaw line, red hair, broad chest, about
225 and strong looking hands. He was older than me, but really looked to be
in great shape. Kathy was salivating. From my observation, she was probably
already wet just thinking about what might happen. Pat looked radiant. Her
blue eyes sparkled as she tossed her flaxen locks over her right shoulder. We
all congregated around the living room sofa and chairs for some drinks,
appetizers and get acquainted conversation. I had made a batch of frozen
margaritas using really good tequila. It only took about two drinks before we all
were feeling the effects. Come to find out Jim was single, owned his own
business and traveled a lot -- handsome and successful -- a killer combination.
I imagined he could bed down a lot of women. If I was a woman, I'd let him
fuck me. I asked, "Are you of Scottish descent?" He replied, "Aye, my good
sir. I've traced the clan back to the fifteenth century." "Any nobility
there?" I asked. "There was a Duke of Argyll and a couple Lords of Lorne." Jim
responded. I replied, "Like the socks?" Jim sounding annoyed, "Yes, like
the socks. You don't know how often I get that same comment. It gets pretty
tiring." Pat chimed in and said, "Let's all have another drink and then let
festivities begin." We slammed down another margarita, which definitely put a
buzz in all of us. Pat encouragingly suggested, "Kathy, why don't you do a
little strip tease for us?" "Just me?" Kathy questioned. "Well, alright, I
'll join in so you don't feel too exposed so to speak," Pat acquiesced. I
put on some music that would suffice and the girls began to bump and grind
their butts. Kathy would look over at Pat and tried to emulate her moves. It
was kind of funny because Pat must have done this a lot because she had some
real action going on. Kathy on the other hand was looking good, but it wasn'
t much in comparison. Pat noticed that Kathy was struggling. She sashayed
over to Kathy and put her hands on my wife's hips and began to have her move
with her. They were a great looking tandem team as Pat removed Kathy's
blouse and bra. She then reached around and began to fondle my wife's lovely
breasts -- one in each opposite hand. She took hold of each nipple tightly and
pulled while pinching them hard. Kathy exclaimed, "Hey that hurts." "How
about this?" I noticed she squeezed them harder. Kathy tried to break away, but
Pat had a good grip on her body and nipples. This action continued for a
couple minutes, and I noticed that Kathy's eyes were tearing up. Pat said, "It
hurts right now, but when I let go, it'll feel great so just go with it."
I swear I think Pat squeezed them even harder. My wife's eyes were
fluttering like an electrical wire just barely making contact. Pat released one
nipple and un-snapped Kathy's pants and slid her hand into my wife's panties.
Pat pronounced, "She's really wet down here. I think she's ready." With
that, Pat released my wife's nipple and pulled her pants and panties off. Pat
stripped as well. Two beautifully naked women stood in front of us. Pat sat
down next to me saying, "Let's watch the action." Jim got up and walked over
to my wife and began to tongue her nipples. Coupled with the pain that Pat
had inflicted, this event sent her through the roof. I think she came right
then because I saw her tremble and a trace of liquid excitement running down
her inner thigh. Jim guided her to the chair and spread her legs. He began
lapping the juice that had run down her leg. He made his way to her pink
butterfly. His tongue caressed it, after which, he rammed it deep inside her
twat. My wife began to convulse like an epileptic with waves of orgasms. I put
my hand on Pat's naked leg and began to see if she was wet, but she removed
it and placed my hand in my lap, saying, "You have be patient and watch what
he does to her. It'll be great." Jim towered over my wife as he stood up
and stripped his clothes off. He was well-built and had some great looking
pecs adorned with that fiery red hair and an eight pack of abs. He must work
out with weights because he was chiseled. When he dropped his boxers, a
monster ten inch cock emerged. I dropped my jaw at the site. I'd never seen a
cock this big even in the locker room. It wasn't just long, it was thick --
probably two and half inches wide. It looked like an escaped python. I was in
awe of his member. Its size made me feel inadequate and self-conscious about
my little dick in comparison. Kathy looked up and exclaimed, "Oh, my god.
What the fuck is that!" Jim replied, "I would bet that this is the biggest
cock you've ever seen and it's going to split you in two in a few minutes."
Pat reached over and began stroking my rock hard cock through my jeans. I don'
t think I could have been any harder. I tried to get my hand in Pat's
snatch, but she just put it back in my lap. "Let's just watch the fun." Jim
reached down with both hands and grasped Kathy's head then he pulled her mouth
to his cock. She reluctantly opened up and began sucking that phone pole. She
could barely get past its head. Jim seemed a little frustrated so he began
to thrust his cock into her mouth. She was gagging, but he got it further
than I thought imaginable. During Jim's onslaught, I watched my wife intently.
My cock was harder and bigger than it'd ever been, but still small compared
to Jim's. I don't know what it was about seeing her being violated, abused
and satiated all at the same time, but I'd never been so aroused by
anything. It didn't help that Pat was dragging her nails over my cock's outline in
my pants while whispering in my ear, "His cock is so big. It's at least
twice the size of yours. Don't you wish you had a cock like that? Yours is so
small. How can you satisfy your wife with such a little dick? Look how much
she loves Jim's big cock." She just kept saying that over and over again,
and, based on how my wife was acting, I was beginning to believe it was true.
I watched Kathy's face and eyes as they went through four distinct stages as
Jim kept pounding his sword down her throat. The first stage was fear that
such a large object was getting shoved down her throat and the real
possibility that she might be suffocated by it. The second was the realization that
Jim was not going to stop until she had taken it all and she submitted
herself to that reality. The third was determination that she would not be
conquered by his cock. That's when she quit fighting it and began to relax and let
it slip deeper into her throat and the fourth was lust once his massive
cock had plunged to its deepest depth. Jim must have found her secondary clit
somewhere past her tonsils. She was cumming from him fucking her mouth. Pat
shouted a suggestion and encouragement. "Stick your tongue out and swallow! It
'll go in." Kathy tried it and I could tell that couple more inches
disappeared down her throat. Jim kept pounding away at her mouth and Kathy kept
swallowing more and more of this huge cock. I couldn't believe it when her
mouth was nestled up against his pubic mound. She had the whole ten inches in
her throat. He must have been half way to her stomach. I watched as her
throat expanded as he forced his pole down her throat. Her neck seemed to be
twice as wide with his cock in place. My cock meanwhile was at its biggest size
ever, but it still was no match for what was down her throat. Pat just kept
whispering her mantra in my ear concerning my diminutive comparative cock
size. Pat proclaimed, "Good girl! It's your first deep throat and on a
monster cock. You're a natural!" As Jim's cock plunged in and out of my wife's
mouth, its head dredged up mucus from her throat, which lubricated his cock
and made re-entry easy, but she was generating so much of it that it began to
flow out of her mouth dripping off her chin onto her tits and legs. She
knelt before it and serviced this magnificent organ like a subjugated worshiper
. It was covered with her excretions, which high-lighted the veins as they
bulged and throbbed with excitement. Her mucus hung from her chin like
stalactites and was strewn all over the place like a `Pavlovian' response to
needed sustenance. Buoyed by my wife's success in sword swallowing, I found
myself wondering if I could take a cock that big in my mouth and what it would
that feel like. "That felt great. Let's see what other hole I can plug with
this." He placed its head at the entrance to her pussy and began to slide
it up and down her slit. When it was damp from her juices, he began to press
it forward into a pussy that had only seen my six incher. Jim demanded, "Ask
me to fuck you." Kathy meekly replied, "Jim, fuck me." Jim pushed another
inch into her, "Ask me to fuck you." Kathy replied, "Fuck me, Jim." Jim
shoved another inch into her twat, which looked like a balloon that was
stretched way to taunt and about to burst. Again, he commanded, "Ask me to fuck
you." His cock was touching pussy territory that I had never explored. Kathy
begged, "Oh, god, please, just fuck me, Jim." Jim slipped in one more inch
asking, "Do you want me to fuck you? Say it!" Kathy was totally lost. "Fuck
me. Fuck Me. FUCK ME! For God's sake, FUCK ME! FUCK ME!!" spilled from her
soul. Jim had what he wanted and rammed the rest of his cock -- five more
inches -- into her drooling, cock sanctuary. My wife immediately began screaming
and cumming like a runaway roller coaster with a full complement of riders.
It was like watching a car wreck in slow motion. I wanted to look away, but
I just couldn't. My dick was as hard as the Hope diamond. I had to watch as
my wife's pussy was stretched to the max as it willingly accepted his huge
cock. Her slit was initially slightly wet, but like when you cut yourself
with a very sharp knife, at first, you only see the slice in your skin laid
open and you think -- "Oh, it's not that bad." But the blood just gushes out
in torrents. Her pussy did the same thing -- a flood of lubricant and
excitement. As his cock pushed deep inside her, I saw her clit more engorged than I'
d ever been able to get it by giving her head or fucking. About an inch of
skin all around her pussy got sucked into her pussy's crevasse as Jim's
cock plunged into my wife. Her clit was actually rubbing on his cock's shaft as
it when in to the hilt. There was no way I could compete with that. After
about two or three minutes of this, Jim pulled his cock out of her pussy. I
heard a swish as air rushed in to replace the vacuum it created. He
positioned my wife's limp body with her head pointing toward the floor. His cock
moved toward her little brown pucker muscle. Gary had fucked her ass, but he was
`only' eight inches, not this monster cock. Jim began thrusting and to my
surprise, about two inches slipped in. Kathy was now aware of what was about
to happen and cried out, "No, please NO." Jim didn't relent. He pushed
deeper and deeper until finally it was all in. He began long, full-length
strokes. As she was cumming, she was screaming, "No more. No more. Please no more.
" I don't know why, but I thought of fighter Roberto Duran saying, "No mas.
No mas." My wife was screaming at the top of her lungs. Jim barked to Pat, "
Shut this bitch up. I've got fucking to do. She's ruining my focus." Pat
leaped off the sofa. While still facing me, her lips produced a mischievous
smile as she straddled Kathy's face with her lovely legs and lowered her
beautiful cunt to my wife's mouth. Kathy continued to scream, but now it was
directly into Pat's pussy. Pat ground it into my wife's mouth and the
screaming became muffled. Pat proclaimed, "Oh, the vibrations feel great. Keep
screaming! Scream louder!!" I had cum in my pants, but I just had to watch as Jim
pounded my wife's ass and Pat suffocated her with her cunt. Jim bellowed
and came in Kathy's ass, which was followed immediately by Pat cumming all
over my wife's face. Kathy lay there with cum dripping out her ass and Pat's
orgasm running over her face and to the carpet. Pat bubbly exclaimed, "Wasn'
t that great fun. Now you know a few more things Karen and Mike taught me."
   A Wife's Conversion Chapter 3 - Pat continues Kathy's sexual education
and drags her husband along for fun. It was getting to be the routine that
Kathy and I would debrief the sexual events to check on how we felt about what
happened and whether or not we enjoyed it. Looking at my lovely wife in her
pajamas with her hair disheveled as she sat at the breakfast table sipping
some coffee, I remarked, "I've never seen you cum so many times. I think
you came when Jim's ten inch cock was rammed down your throat; several more
times when he was splitting your pussy in half and again as he was pounding
your ass." Kathy eyes slowly rose over her coffee cup and coyly answered, "Don
't forget when Pat was drowning me her beautiful cunt." "Well, did you
enjoy yourself as much as I think you did?" "Yes! It was the most fulfilled I'
ve ever felt and it was wonderful that you were there to enjoy it with me. I
saw the cum stain on your pants. That was so hot!" she exclaimed. "I'm
sure your enjoyment was much more physically satisfying than my emotional
release, but I did take some perverted pleasure in watching you have all those
orgasms. It certainly was erotic and I don't remember ever cumming without
touching my cock while I was awake. So... are you saying that you would like do
something like that again?" I queried. Kathy replied with a smirk, "Not
today. My jaw, pussy and ass are so sore that I can barely talk or walk and I
keep farting uncontrollably." She laughed. "You know what I mean!" I said
with some disgust. Her whole demeanor changed as she replied, "Truthfully,
Honey, I really liked being used and abused like that. Let me see if I can
explain. You always treat me like a queen. You're so gentle, kind and would do
anything for me, and I love you so much for that. Sometimes I just want to
feel like, forgive my wording, a slut. I think you enjoyed watching it being
done to me." "I don't know why, but yes, it was very arousing. I never knew
you wanted that. I don't know if I could ever treat you that way, I love you
so much." I responded with some angst. "Until yesterday, I never knew I
wanted that either." she confided. "I guess it's easier to abuse someone if
you barely know them. It's anonymous sex where anything goes and you're only
interested in fulfilling your wants and needs." "What do you want me to do?"
 I asked with some trepidation. Kathy replied, "Well, why don't we just
think about it for a while and we can talk about again later when things aren'
t so fresh." After a short pause, she said, "Let's talk about Gary, another
guy and you for me." "You really want to watch me have sex with two guys?"
I asked. My wife replied, "You know how excited I get when I see cum going
into your mouth. I'm starting to enjoy watching you suck their cocks, too.
Just think, it would be twice as exciting watching you service two guys.
Please for me!" as she batted her beautiful eye lashes. She knew exactly how to
push my buttons. She knew I couldn't refuse her. I responded with, "If it
means that much to you, okay. I'll talk to Gary and see what we can come up
with. I'm sure he knows someone who would like their cock sucked." Kathy
replied with her sexy baby talk voice, "You're such a sweet baby to me." She
leaned over the table flashing one of her breasts and kissed me. "Thank you,
Honey, you won't be disappointed." She pushed her chair back and in a
seductive walk stood in front of me. Like a weight had been placed on her
shoulders, her knees collapsed. Her delicate hand slipped under my bathrobe and
began fondling my cock, which took notice immediately. "Let me see if I can
wake up this poor little dicky." She began to lick its length and swirl her
tongue around its head. She slipped her mouth over it and began sucking me. She
even took it all the way down to my pubic mound a few times, which felt
great especially when she was tonguing it while playing with my nuts. I told
her I was going to cum, but she just kept sucking until I blew my load in her
precious mouth. With each cum spurt, she moan, "Hmmmm," like she was eating
her favorite desert. She kept sucking while gently squeezing my nuts until I
started to shrink. She opened her mouth to show me my deposit, swished her
tongue around in the luminous, white material and swallowed. "I'm glad you
turned me on to this stuff. It's really tasty." It was the best blowjob
ever. At that moment, I would have sucked off ten guys for her. We returned to
our now normal fucking, sucking routine, but I noticed that Kathy wasn't
cumming when I fucked her just when I ate her pussy after depositing my load
there. "Is there something wrong, Sweetie?" She replied, "No, everything is
fine." I pressed, "I don't think everything is fine. Come on, what's
bothering you? You can tell me. Remember I love you more than anything." "No, it's
nothing." she replied as her eyes drifted away and stared at the floor. "It
feels like something to me. You can tell me. I want you to. Please." "Well,
okay, if you really want me to." "Yes, yes, I really want you to." I almost
begged. "Your cock is just not filling me up like before. Jim's was so big
that I guess he was able to touch places that yours can't. It just doesn't
feel the same now. It's not as exciting. I'm sorry, Honey." She reluctantly
admitted. My gut knotted and I took a deep gasp like I'd been punched in the
stomach. My wife had just delivered the worse news any husband could hear. "
What can we do about it?" I responded. "I don't know. I don't think there'
s anything we can do about it now. Is there?" While remembering how much I
loved her, I summoned up all my manly courage, saying, "Well, if it'll make
you happy, Jim and his big dick could fuck you again." "But would that
really solve anything. I mean, I guess when I got really randy, I could fuck Jim
with you there but is that the answer?" she questioned. "I don't know. I'
m just trying to throw out possible solutions. I don't want to lose you over
this. It's important to me that you're sexually satisfied." I pleaded my
case. "I'm sure Jim's not the only guy in the world with a big dick." She
retorted. "I'm sure he isn't. Are you saying that you'd like to fuck
different guys with big cocks?" I hesitantly asked. "It might be one way to let
me get off and have you with me. I do miss cumming with a cock inside me -
not that your tongue doesn't do marvelous things to my clit. It's just that
the feeling of that big cock slamming against my clit and filling my Vagina,
oh, that is so electric. Sorry, Sweetie, but I've never in my life felt like
that before." She replied in her mousy voice. I guess she didn't want to
hurt my feelings, but it was too late. I sat there silently with my wife
looking into my eyes for about two minutes. I reached out and took her soft
hands and held them. I saw a tear form in her eyes and trickle down her cheek.
Mine weren't far behind. We didn't say a word. We had reached a crossroad.
My mind ran through all the possibilities and the only logical solution came
to my mind. I broke the silence and reluctantly said, "If I can be there
with you and make sure you're okay, the only solution is to let big, dicked
guys fuck you." "Really, is that what you want?" She asked while her Mona Lisa
smile made an appearance. "I'm not sure, but I want you to be fulfilled
and apparently, my cock isn't big enough anymore," I replied with some
resignation. Kathy's compassionate reply was, "I love you and only you! You are
my soulmate. I don't care about being fucked by big dicks if it means we --
you aren't happy. I'll only do this if you ask me to. Please don't make any
rash decisions. Think about it a couple weeks." I replied, "OK, we'll see."
"Let's do the next thing on our list," she reminded me. "You mean the two
guy thing?" "Please, for me." Tuesday the next week as soon as I arrived at
work, I approached Gary about adding another guy to our mix. I asked, "Do you
have anyone in mind?" He said, "There are a couple options. I have this
friend who's bi and I know he would enjoy you sucking his cock and in
addition, he could fuck your wife. What do you think? It would be a nice surprise
for Kathy." "Does he have a big cock?" I asked. "Of course, it a little bigger
than mine." Thinking back on my wife's breakfast conversation and her
desire to be treated like a 'sometime slut', I said, "Let's do it." I was
excited about the arrangements and decided to go home for lunch to personally
surprise Kathy with the news. My plan was to simply tell her that Gary and I had
all the arrangements made for Saturday evening, but not tell her about her
getting 'big cock' fucked. As lunch time approached, I got a stirring in my
loins and thought that if I played my cards right, I could get some
'afternoon delight'. As I approached our house, I noticed a beat-up, old car in our
driveway that I didn't recognize. I decided to park around the corner and
investigate. Using my best, cat-burglar imitation, I entered through the back
door, closing it very slowly. I heard sounds coming from our bedroom, but I
couldn't understand what was being said. Our bedroom has an adjoining
bathroom and has a hallway entrance, too. I cracked open the bathroom's hallway
door. The vanity mirror gave me a clear view of our marital bed. I saw Kathy
naked lying on her back with Pat's fist in her cunt. My cock immediately
sprang to full length. Pat was slowly twisting her hand around in Kathy's
snatch, which by her moaning must have had her on the edge. "Kathy, do you like
this?" "Oh yes, it feels sooo good. You have wonderful hands. You make me
feel so good in a bad way," my wife responded. "Do you want me to let you cum?"
 "Oh yes, please let me cum," she begged. "No, I don't think so. Not
until you tell me you love me." "I don't love you, but I do love what you do to
me." "Well, if you going to be like that, I'll just stop," with
indignation in her voice, Pat removed her hand from my wife's hand warmer. "Noooooo,
please don't stop," Kathy begged. Snarling, Pat replied, "You need to
learn who's in charge here." She began to get dressed. I hustled up and snuck
out the back door. My cock was still hard as a rock as I sat in the car with
my mind replaying the vision of what I'd seen and heard. A couple minutes
later, I saw Pat pull out of the driveway and drive off. It has always amazed
me that beautiful women drive such beat-up, old, pieces of shit cars. I
decided to give my wife a call to tell her I'd be home for lunch and I was a
couple minutes away. I pulled in the drive and entered through the front door.
Kathy came out of the bedroom to meet me. I could smell the sex in the air,
but didn't mention it. My wife said, "Gee, it's nice that you could come
home for lunch. Do you want some of last night's leftovers?" "That'll be fine.
" Noticing that her eyes were a little red, I asked, "Say, have you been
crying?" Kathy answered, "Yes, just a little." "What's got my baby so upset?
" Her face turned an ashen color, saying, "I was just thinking about what
we've been doing lately and I'm not sure it's the right thing." "I thought
you were enjoying yourself and the new slut you've become." I jokingly
said. Kathy retorted, "Don't say it like that! That sounds so vulgar and cruel
coming from you. That's not you." "Sorry, Sweetie. Do you want to talk
about it?" I asked. "Yes," continuing she said, "What do you think of Pat?" "
You know, I think she's a beautiful woman that really knows a lot about
sexual things. Except for you, she is the hottest woman I've ever met. She
knows how to fuck, suck cock and eat pussy better than anyone. I'd bet that
there are some things that Karen and Mike taught her that we haven't seen yet.
Why do you ask?" "You know the way she tells you what she wants." Kathy
said. "Yeah, she knows what she wants and isn't shy about making it happen. I
kind of like being bossed around by her. At least, you know you are doing
exactly what she wants. It's kinda sexy in a bizarre way. If she was a guy, she
would be a general or someone like that. She just has something about her
that's commanding and magnetic." Kathy answered, "I really like her. She's
so beautiful, but there's something else about her that scares me, too. I
just can't put my finger on it yet, but I've been thinking about how she
treated me and how it makes me feel." "And how's that?" I responded. "Well, in
one way, I enjoyed her demands and the way she forced her cunt into my
mouth and made me drink her cum. But then on the other hand, I just didn't think
that was right. It made me feel like I was ... getting raped." Kathy said
with her voice breaking. "Wow, it sounds like this has got you really upset,"
I replied with as much sympathy as I could manage. "But did you like it?" "
In a sick perverse way, I did, but I don't know what I can do about the way
she makes me feel. The logical side of my brain says I shouldn't let her
control me, but the emotional side says it feels good letting go. I hate it
when my brain plays pros and cons. You know how I like it to be one way or the
other -- no middle. I just don't know. My feelings are so confused right
now. Maybe we should stop seeing her," she unconvincingly replied as her voice
tailed off. "Well, if that's what you want, I'm okay with it. Although, it
means we'll have to find another woman to take her place if we are going to
continue your education. That'll be hard to do because she knows so much
about things," I replied. Kathy said, "My head hurts. Let's not talk about
this anymore right now. Why did you come home for lunch today?" "I wanted to
tell you that I talked with Gary and we are all set for Saturday evening.
We'll be ready to perform for your gratification and satisfaction." "Oh,
Honey, you're the best. Thanks so much for all you do for me and how much you
love me. It should be fun. I think I'm getting wet already," she replied. I
replied in sarcastic tone, "I'll bet you are. Save that thought for later."
I decided to forgo the 'afternoon delight' idea, ate lunch and returned to
work. After the episode I'd seen, I decided to go by the house every day at
lunch just to check to see if Pat's car was in the neighborhood. I never saw
it. I even checked with our nosy neighbor across the street, Marge. She
said, "I've seen that car there every day for the last three weeks, but it hasn'
t been there since Tuesday. The woman that drives it is really beautiful. I
know you won't believe this, but I looked that good -- back in the day." I
patted her hand replying , "Marge, you're still a looker for a mature
woman. Thanks for the info." Marge smiled, "No, thank you. You made my day. I do
have one request though." "Sure, anything." I said. "Would you walk away
real slow, so I can get a good look at that cute butt of yours?" she asked. "
It would be an honor, Marge, you vixen." I checked Kathy's cell and noticed
that she'd called Pat's numerous times during the week. Based on the time
duration, only a few seconds, my wife either lost her nerve or the call when
to voice mail and she hung up. Things were uneventful the rest of the week
and Saturday finally arrived. Kathy was in a really good mood. She was
dressed to the nines and had made appetizers and the fixings. I must admit my cock
was stirring in my pants most of the afternoon like a caged lion. The
doorbell rang at straight up six o'clock. I went to the door, opened it and as
expected, it was Gary and his friend, Bill. Kathy met them as they entered the
door with a big smile on her face. She looked pretty excited about our
guests. Bill was a good looking guy about 6' maybe 35 to 40. He didn't have a
wedding ring on, but that doesn't mean much nowadays. He had brown hair with
a couple early gray ones around his temples. He wasn't fat, but I don't
think he worked out like Jim did. Kathy said, "Gary, you know where the snacks
are. Why don't you show Bill?" We all took are places around the coffee
table in the chairs and on the couch. We spent about thirty minutes with 'get
to know you' conversations when Kathy began to glare at me. Knowing what that
meant, I said to Gary looking in my wife's direction, "I think we're being
requested to begin." Gary replied, "Oh, I believe you're correct in that
assumption. Bill, why don't we all sit here on the couch and let Kathy watch
for now." I was in the middle between Bill and Gary. I rested my right hand
in Bill's lap and began to lightly rub up and down on his ever increasing
blue jean bulge. Gary was rubbing my cock in a similar fashion with similar
results. With my left hand, I began to rub Gary's already hard cock. That's
when the doorbell rang again. I said, "Let me get rid of whomever it is and I'
ll be right back." When I opened the door, Pat was standing there. I was
puzzled and asked, "What are you doing here?" Pat responded, "Gary invited me
as an extra bonus." When Kathy saw Pat, her face turned an albino white.
She wobbled a little but steadied herself on the door. I thought she was going
to faint. I turned toward the living room and shouted, "Gary, you shifty
son-of-a-bitch. Guess who's here?" He replied, "Could it be Pat?" We invited
her in and she took a spot on the love seat with Kathy in the overstuffed
chair opposite the couch where all the guys were. Gary said, "Pat your timing
is perfect. We were just getting started, so you haven't missed a thing."
Gary looked at me and said, "I knew Pat enjoyed the last time we were all
together and I thought it would be great to invite her over for this session.
I hope it's OK?" I replied, "Sure, the more the merrier. It'll give us a
few more options, if Pat's so inclined." She gave us the thumbs-up. I was
watching Kathy to see how all this was going over with her. She kept her eyes
strictly on the guys with a quick glance to Pat every now and then. It looked
like the situation would be okay, so I placed my hands back on their
respective cocks and we began again. Bill and Gary were both rubbing my cock,
which given the stimulation and how beautiful Pat and Kathy looked, was hard as
a diamond. Kathy said, "Why don't you guys get naked?" We all stood up and
stripped. Bill was a neat freak because he folded and placed his pile of
clothes and shoes carefully away from the action. Gary and I just ripped ours
off and threw them in a heap next to the piano. Gary's eight inch cock was
fully engaged and Bill had a nice looking, thick, nine inch one. Pat was
lightly stroking the inner thighs of her nicely tanned long legs. Kathy seemed to
be taking her cues from pat and began doing the same. Looking at me, Gary
said, "Since Bill is the new guest here, why don't you start with him. I'll
just jump in where I think I'm needed." I went to take Bill's cock into my
mouth when he said, "Lick it up and down first." As I lowered my face
toward his member, I could smell the slight fragrance of apple emanating from his
crotch area. I guess he had shampooed that area, too. The smell kinda
turned me on. I began licking his shaft like it was an ice cream cone on a hot
August day. Gary began the same treatment on my cock. I was in my own world
with a tongue on my cock and mine on another. I slipped Bill's cock into my
mouth and went down as far as I could. He was so thick. It tasted good and
filled my mouth. While I had a mouthful of cock, I heard Pat say, "Kathy, I
think your husband is a natural born cocksucker. He really loves `em." Gary
said, "Why don't you get between Bill's legs and suck him while I suck your
cock from below." That sounded like a great idea to me, so we all assumed the
positions. Gary was sucking my cock and I was getting close. I pulled off
of Bill's cock and said, "I don't want to cum right now. Hold off a little."
 Gary responded, "I've got another idea. Why don't you suck us both?" He
sat next to Bill and I proceeded to alternate sucking Bill then Gary every
few of strokes. I saw that Pat had her dress up to her waist and was rubbing
her pussy lips. Kathy had done the same and was rubbing her cunt as she
licked her lips like a person in need of water in the unrelenting desert sun.
Bill was getting close when he grabbed my head and forced me down on his cock
and came. I knew Kathy would be disappointed that she didn't get to see his
cum go into my mouth, so I sat up, turned toward her and let it slowly
dribble out of my mouth down chest. It must have been the right thing to do
because Kathy began moaning while rubbing her clit. Just then, Pat approached my
wife and stared into her eyes and offered her hand as Kathy accepted, she
was led over to me. Pat said, "Kathy, why don't you lick this cum off of your
sweetie. That's the least you can do for him." Kathy immediately began
licking Bill's cum off my chest, belly and lips just as suggested. It was
overwhelming. I pushed Kathy down on the floor and began Frenching her while
slipping my cock into her cunt. She was so hot and wet. In spite of my small
cock, she began to cum instantly and was thrashing around, moaning and saying, "
Oh yeah, fuck me, Honey." Pat was sucking Bill's cock, which given her
tongue skills I knew he wouldn't last long. I was right. Bill had a second
cumming. Pat lowered her lips to my wife's mouth and began kissing her with Bill'
s deposit. This set my wife off and she was really bucking and convulsing
as she came over and over. I immediately erupted and I fired my load into her
dripping twat. Looking at the writhing bodies in front of him, Gary stood
there wanking and like a chain reaction, Gary shot his load all over
everyone. It was raining cum. We were all exhausted except Pat. She had designs on
Kathy and her education. Pat looked at me saying, "Get out of the way. I've
got to eat your wife's pussy and get all that nasty cum out of her." As Pat'
s tongue took the place of my cock, Kathy began to have one continuous
orgasm. She was having a hard time breathing like she was a fish on the dock
gasping for air. My cock was hard again and I began fucking Pat's cunt. She
looked annoyed but didn't say anything. It didn't take long and I came in her
beautiful pussy with several long groans. She angrily looked back at me
saying, "You put that shit in there. You get it out." I instantaneously began
shoving my tongue deep into Pat's tasty cunt and was burrowing for the load I
had just deposited. Bill positioned himself over Kathy's mouth and began
face fucking her. Gary started pounding his cock up my ass as I worked Pat's
cunt. Bill came in Kathy's mouth, which she swallowed down without batting an
eye. Gary came in my ass and Pat finally came in my mouth with a torrent of
pussy juice and cum that just about drown me. Pat had a death grip on my wife
's cunt with her tongue and continued to give her more orgasms than any of
us could count. The guys just stood there in awe and watched how it was
supposed to be done. Gary commented, "You know.... Pat can eat some pussy."
Bill replied, "Right now, I wish I was your wife. She must be in nirvana just
look at her face." Bill was right. Kathy was somewhere else beautiful and her
face was glowing as beads of sweat trickled from her brow into her ear. Pat
stopped and sat up saying, "That was really tasty. My work here is done. I'
ve gotta go." She dressed and left us all standing there with our cocks
drooping. Kathy was finally able to catch her breath, but not before Pat left.
Kathy looked at me and the other naked guys and began to cry. This wasn't a
cry of joy; it was one of hysteria. That was a real buzz kill. Bill and Gary
got dressed and left as I tried to console my wife. After about an hour,
Kathy finally calmed down. I hesitantly asked, "I assume that had something to
do with Pat?" Kathy replied, "Yes." "I would guess we need to talk about
whatever happened here?" I responded. "She terrifies me, but I like her so
much. It all seems like fun and games to her. I'm not sure what I'm
feeling, but it's very strong. I need her in my life." I asked, "Can you try and
put it into words because there seems to be a lot of emotion behind whatever
you mean?" Kathy continued, "When she looks at me, touches me or kisses me,
I just melt and my pussy gets wet. Her personality is so strong that I can'
t control myself. I find myself being compelled into doing things that I don'
t really think I want to do, but Pat will touch me or look at me and my
resistance just disintegrates and I submit myself to her desires." "Yes, I'll
admit she has a very strong persona. When she enters a room, everyone's
attention seems to be drawn to her maybe it's her beauty. She can be very
persuasive even for us guys," I replied. "Do you think it would help if we sat
down together and had a talk with Pat?" In an affirming voice, Kathy replied, "
Yes, I think that would be best. Why don't you call her and set it up? I don
't think I could handle talking with her right now." I called Pat's
number, which went straight to voice mail. I left her a message stating that Kathy
and I wanted to have a conversation about us and gave several evenings that
would work. I also included an invitation to dinner in the message, so she'
d have to call back. I left my cell and work numbers, so Kathy wouldn't have
to talk to her. The next day, I received a call from Pat. I told her some
of what happened with Kathy and that we thought we needed to talk about our
situation. We settled on a date, Thursday evening at six. She asked if dinner
was formal or not. I said, "No, not especially just wear something
comfortable." When I told Kathy about the call and that Thursday evening was on, she
seemed relieved and said, "Well, at least, she's taking your calls." I
decided not to ask her what she meant by that, but I assumed she had been
calling Pat, too. Kathy seemed manic Thursday morning and had planned a nice
dinner and had made her special killer dessert. You'd thought the President or
some royalty was coming to dinner. About eight minutes after six the doorbell
rang, I went to see if it was Pat. I looked back at Kathy standing by the
table with her hands clasped together like she was praying. I assumed it was
just a coincidence. Opening the door, it was Pat. I invited her in and
asked, "Can I take your coat?" She stepped in and stopped under the foyer entry
light. I could smell her honeysuckle perfume as I helped her remove her
overcoat. Once she was fully illuminated, I felt a stirring in the nether region
below my belt. She looked magnificent. Her flaxen hair had a brilliant
sheen that made it sparkle like ice crystals in moonlit snow. Her makeup had the
slight hint of gold flakes that high-lighted her beautiful, blue eyes and
lovely, high cheeks. She had a thin gold chain around her neck that stopped
just above her cleavage and drew your eyes to her ample bosom. Her mini-dress'
 hem ended about 2" below the V in her legs and she wore 6" high heels
that made her even taller than my 5'-10". She struck a commanding figure. Pat
has the sexiest walk I've ever seen. Her butt just swishes from side to side
with no post-swish butt, jelly jiggle - nice and tight. What a sight as she
walked away from me toward Kathy. I would swear she wasn't wearing any
underwear and I could see her twat as her dress flipped up as she moved her
hips. I just stood there admiring the view. Kathy seemed to be likewise
impressed with her dress and said, "You look so beautiful tonight. You didn't have
to dress for us." "I didn't dress for us, I dressed for you." Kathy
blushed with acceptance saying, "Why don't you sit down and I'll pour you some
wine. We have this nice Malbec that we think is great. I believe it's rated at
92 points." Dinner was great. Kathy hadn't cooked like that in a long
time. The conversation was lively and flowing. Kathy seemed to be fawning over
Pat's every need. It was, "Do you want more wine? Can I get you more
veggies? How's the roast? Do you like the dessert? Is there anything else I can do
to make you comfortable? Pat bluntly answered, "Yes, let's have this talk
you wanted!" Well, that changed things in a hurry. I said, "Why don't you
ladies go to the living room while I clear the dishes and then we can all talk
about it." My wife responded with, "Thanks, Honey. You're the sweetest."
In a couple minutes, we were all sitting in the living room. Kathy and I
were on the couch and Pat was in the overstuffed chair just opposite us. "Let
me start. Pat, we like you very much, but Kathy has some issues with the way
you treat her." Pat responded with a questioning look in her beautiful eyes,
"What exactly do you mean, Kathy?" My wife replied in her little girl,
soft, timid voice, "Well, it's hard to put into words, but I think you boss me
around too much." It sounded like she was afraid to take ownership of what
she saying. Pat said, "If I'm hearing you correctly, you don't want me to
tell you to do things even though you really like doing them?" "Kathy said
she didn't like doing some of the things you make her do," I tried to
explain. Pat retorted sternly putting me in my place, "Let Kathy speak for herself.
" Then in a softer tone, "Kathy, don't the things I make you do bring you
pleasure? More pleasure than you've ever experienced?" Kathy kinda
stammered, "Welll..., yeesss..., but I feel out of control when I'm around you." "
So you don't like me teaching you things that bring you pleasure?" Pat
responded trying to be understanding. "No, I like that part, but I don't want.
How can I put the feeling into words?" my wife stumbled through. Pat was
annoyed and snapped back, "Well, make up your mind. You like what I make you
do, but if I didn't boss you around, you would never do them? Which is it
going to be?" I thought to myself. Pat's got a point. I watched as Kathy was
racking her brain to try and get a sentence together that made sense. What
came out was, "I don't know." Just then Pat slid forward in her chair. As she
did her dress skirt slipped up and her legs parted a few inches. Both Kathy
and I noticed. My cock started to get hard because I had been correct in
assuming Pat wasn't wearing any panties. I could just see a glint of dampness
between her legs. Kathy slipped her hand between her legs and squirmed in her
seat. Pat demanded, "Look me in the eyes and say that you don't want me to
boss you around anymore." Pat purposely spread her legs a few inches wider
as Kathy and I both gazed at her lovely snatch. Her pussy lips were spread
and you could see her wetness. Her cunt looked like it was saying, "I dare
you to say that you don't want me." Kathy's eyes lingered then darted from Pat
's pussy as she burrowed her hand deeper into her crotch and began looking
at the floor like she's was an eight-year old child in trouble. She mumbled,
"I can't." Pat in a commanding voice said, "You can't what? Look me in
the eye or can't stop having me boss you around!" I was glad Pat wasn't my
boss because I would have been mush after she said that. I wouldn't have had a
response to that question. The way her piercing, blue eyes bore down on
Kathy, I didn't know what she could or would say, if anything. I could see
Kathy was putting some real thought into what she was going to say. After a long
thoughtful pause, Kathy mumbled again, "I can't ..... stop having you .........
.. boss me." I couldn't believe my ears and said, "Kathy, what the FUCK are
you saying?" Pat interrupted, "Shut up! You heard her! She wants me to
teach her more things. The way I see it; you can help or we can work it out
without you. What's it going to be?" I looked at my wife and she still had head
down with her eyes staring at the carpet as her foot drew circles in the
weave. "Well, Pat, since Kathy doesn't seem to want to break this off with
you, who am I to stop it? We've always done everything together, so I guess we'
ll do this together, too." Kathy's beautiful blue eyes, that seemed to be
near tears, brightened and looked in my direction. A look of relief replaced
the pout had been on her lips. She said in an appreciative voice, "Oh, would
you?" as she grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly. "What the hell! I
drink my own cum. Let another guy get your 'ass cherry'. Watched a guy split
you in two with a cock so big that it made me feel like dwarf. I've sucked
other guys' cocks and drank their cum, why wouldn't I do this for you? But we
can call this off anytime we want to!" I responded looking at Pat. We
looked at Pat. She had a mischievous smile and a gleam in her eyes that seem to
say, "I'm glad you saw it the only way it could be." She replied, "Of
course, anytime you want to stop this relationship, we'll stop. When do you want
to start?" At the time, she was the only one in the room who knew where this
would end. Kathy immediately said, "Now!" Pat said, "Okay, let's see,
Kathy, tell you husband to go to the dining room and get the captain's chair
and bring it in here. I've got to get something out of my car." I went to
retrieve the chair and Pat returned from her car with a large gym bag full of I
don't know what. Pat looked at Kathy and said, "Do you know how to make
your husband so hot that he'll do anything for you?" Kathy said, "Suck his
cock?" "No!! Once you do that he doesn't have to do shit. Tell him to take
his clothes off, put the chair across from the sofa and sit in it." Pat
ordered. Kathy looked at me and said, "Honey, take your clothes off and sit in the
captain's chair, please." Pat barked, "No more of that 'Honey' bullshit
and forget the 'please' crap, too." Pat looked at me sternly and said, "Get
out of those fucking clothes and sit in that chair, now, you fuck! You say
it, Kathy!" Kathy repeated it exactly liked Pat had said even the tone that
was pretty close to the same except she had a smile on her face. Wow! That was
something I never heard from a woman before. It was a real turn on and I
felt my cock begin to stir. I took off my clothes and sat down in the chair.
Pat looked at Kathy saying, "You know how hot your hubby gets when he watches
us have sex? Well, we are going to use that to help us." Pat began
rummaging around in her gym bag of stuff and pulled out some duct tape and paper
strips. Walking in my direction, she said, "Put your hands on the chair arms. I'
m using the paper to keep from gumming up your furniture." As I did, she
began to wrap the paper then the duct tape tightly around my wrists. This was
kind of exciting in a perverted way and my cock began to lengthen as she did
the same thing to my ankles. Pat noticed and said, "I think this
relationship might work out. See he's getting worked up already." Kathy looked over
my way and smiled a smile I'd never seen from her before like when you were a
kid and cooked ants with a magnifying glass - fiendish. After I was
securely fastened to the chair, Pat told Kathy, "Now, go over to him and let you
hair just glide over his crotch and watch what happens." My wife walked over
to me; bent over and just swayed her head back and forth so that her hair
just touched my ever expanding cock area. It felt great. It was so soft and
tickled like a thousand fingers stroking my cock. My cock reached its full
hardness. Pat said as she grabbed Kathy by the hair and pulled her upright with
a jerk, "Girl, you've got to let your hair grow out! That's an order. Let
me show you how it's done." Pat's long blonde hair began to slide over my
legs and cock. She then took a handful and wrapped it around the base of cock
and began to slowly stroke it up and down. It felt great encased in a cocoon
of hair. I was lost in the feeling and moaned, "That feels sooo goood."
Pat said, "See! That's what you want. He's just about ready. Kathy, come over
here and kneel down between his legs." I was excited by that comment and my
cock got harder just thinking what might be on the horizon. Pat knelt down
next to Kathy saying, "I want you to lick the head of his cock using a lot
of spit while pulling his foreskin down so the head is fully exposed for you
to tease." My wife was making my cock feel really good and was doing as
instructed. Pat relayed additional instructions and said, "OK, now just slip the
head of his cock into your mouth, but go down a little past the smooth neck
below the head. Swirl your tongue around the circumference and do a low hum
while doing you're that." Kathy did as instructed and man did that feel
great. It was like a liquid vibrator. After about thirty seconds, Pat made my
wife quit the stimulation. I was ready to fuck anything that passed by. "
Kathy get out of those clothes and come over here! I want you to stand very
close to me, but you can't touch me until I say so. Understand!" "Yes, Pat." "
Don't call me Pat when we're doing this. Call me "My Mistress". Say it!"
Kathy with a blush on her cheeks and an embarrassed smile on her face meekly
replied, "Yes, my mistress." Once Kathy was close as she could get without
touch Pat. Pat leaned in and licked my wife's lips and said, "Smell my
hair and neck, but don't touch me." I was going crazy watching these two
beautiful women doing this strange but exciting courtship dance. My cock was as
hard as I can ever remember and was bobbing up and down with excitement as it
nodded its approval. "Oh, Pat, your hair smells so good." Pat scolded, "
No, no, no! It's "My Mistress". Don't make that mistake again or you'll
regret it. DO YOU UNDERSTAND, my little bitch?" My wife anxiously replied, "I'm
so sorry, my mistress. How can I make up for my mistake?" I don't know
what it was about that scene, but I was about to cum just from being in the
same room with these women and watching this interplay going on. "Take my shoes
off, you little cunt!" My wife knelt before her highness and slowly slipped
off one shoe then the other. Pat had spread her legs and moved so she was
standing directly over Kathy as the ordered task was performed. Pat said, "
Look up! Tell me what you see." "I see your pussy, my mistress." "What would
you like to do with it?" Pat barked. "I want to eat it and make you cum,
my mistress." "Very good. All in good time, my lovely. All in good time. You
may remove my clothes now, my sweet rug muncher." Pat retorted. My wife
slowly and sexily removed Pat's dress, which was all she was wearing. Pat took
an Amazon warrior stance and told Kathy to sit on the sofa with her legs
spread, so I could see her pussy. "Trainee, I want you to spread your legs and
rub your clit lightly until your juices get started. Do you understand?" My
wife replied, "Yes, my mistress." Kathy began to ever so lightly stroke her
clit and rub her index finger around on it in a circular pattern. Soon her
hips started to move unconsciously just a little. Pat noticed, and ordered, "
You're ready. Now Stop. I want you to spread your pussy lips so your
husband can see your wetness." Kathy reached down and delicately parted her lips
to reveal the wetness at the base of her labia butterfly. My cock was still
bobbing up and down just dying for a mouth or pussy to help relieve the
building tension. Pat stood over to me and said, "Would you like to fuck that? Or
maybe eat it?" "Oh, yes, that would be great either one of those." Pat
meandered over to Kathy and began to rub two fingers up and down my wife's
slit. She slipped them into her now dripping cunt. Kathy jumped and had an
orgasm as Pat worked them around until they were thoroughly wetted. She extracted
them and waved her fingers under her nose and said, "That's some good
pussy." as she walked toward me. She rammed those sweet fingers into my mouth
and said, "Go ahead and lick her juices off." My cock was really throbbing
like pile driver at a construction site and I devoured Pat's fingers up to the
knuckle -- licking and sucking them deep into my mouth getting every drop
off. At that moment, I needed, not just wanted, my wife's cunt in some fashion
more than I think I ever had. I wanted out of the restraints that were
keeping me from ramming my cock or tongue into her twat. Pat looked at me
squirming in the captain's chair and smiled as she said, "Look at how badly he
wants you. See all the precum he's oozing. It's all the way down to his
balls. Don't you think he would do whatever you asked now?" Kathy looked at me
with a devilish smile and said, "Yes, I think he would, my mistress." Pat
looked down at me and said, "Do you want my rug muncher to fuck you?" "Oh,
yes, I do!" "What's the magic word?" Pat retorted. "Please!" I begged. Pat
scolded, "No, the proper response is "Yes, your lady, please." I
immediately replied without thinking, "Oh, yes, your lady, please, please." Pat
turned to my wife and said, "Do you want him to fuck you?" "Yes, my mistress, I
do," was her reply. Pat looked at me and said, "If you want your wife to
fuck you, you have to do exactly as I say understand?" "Yes, your lady, I do,"
 was my instantaneous response. Pat cut the restraints off and moved me
toward the sofa. During this time, she told Kathy to stand with her nose in the
corner. She positioned me such that I was kneeling with my chest on the
sofa seat cushions and I was looking at the sofa's back. I thought that this
was an unusual position for fucking my wife. I turned back and asked Pat, "How
am I going to fuck my wife in this position?" I saw a blur coming from
above that descended like an osprey diving on its prey then a loud clap as my
glasses flew half way across the room. I saw stars like "Roger Rabbit" and my
left cheek was on fire. "Motherfucker that hurt!" "Don't question me!
Your job is to do as I say! UNDERSTAND!!" Pat snapped. I was still hearing the
ringing in my ear, but I replied, "Yes, your lady." I figured Pat knew a
lot more about sex than anyone I'd ever met, so I complied. After delving into
her bag of tricks, Pat took my hands and pulled them behind my back and
handcuffed me. She told not to move. My face was still stinging, so I laid
there motionless not wanting another assault. I heard her tell Kathy to get on
her hands and knees and back up. I felt her feet and legs going in between
mine then I felt more handcuffs being placed on both Kathy and my ankles. Pat
walked over to her bag and pulled something out, but I couldn't see what it
was and really, I was afraid to know. She told Kathy to enjoy this. From the
squishy sound, I believe Pat was using a dildo on her. Kathy was starting
to moan when Pat said to me, "Remember what you asked for? Well, you will be
getting exactly what you asked for?" That's when I felt a probe slip
between my ass cheeks. My mind was racing -- WFT -- is Pat doing. I heard her tell
my wife to push with her hips then I felt the pain as something penetrated
my ass. Pat kept saying, "Push it in, bitch! Push it in. Push it in. Push it
all the way in." Her chanting made me flash back to my football days when
the cheerleaders were encouraging us to score. I realized that my wife was ass
fucking me with a two-headed dildo and a thick one at that. My ass was on
fire and it hurt like a motherfucker. My brain was shorting out. After about
six inches of the tool was up my ass, Pat looked at me and said in a
sarcastic tone, "Alright, now you push back. This way you can fuck your wife while
she fucks you. This lesson is to teach you to ask specifically for what you
want so there's no room for misinterpretation." She laughed. I pushed with
my hips and I heard my wife moan in acceptance then she pushed back and the
dildo slid deeper into my ass. This went on a several minutes until we got
the rhythm right and we were doing a great job of fucking each other. Pat was
lightly stroking my cock and nuts while we performed this dance for her.
She was saying, "Oh, you should see how erotic this looks from here. Kathy's
juice is running down the dildo and it's wetting your ass and balls. I'm
getting so wet. You're putting on a great show." I felt Pat stroke my balls
and then put her hand in front of my face and said, "Do you want a lick?" I
offered my tongue and sucked my wife's cummings off Pat's hand and fingers
like the last of the guacamole at a Cinco de Mayo festival. It definitely
was Kathy's cum. After a couple more minutes, I was getting close. By the
aroma in the air, coupled with moaning and squishing, Kathy must have cum
several times, but she still needed more. My cock began leaking precum like
Niagara Falls and my nuts began to pull up for a cum blast when Pat commanded, "
Everybody stop, now!" My balls were about to explode and felt like someone was
stepping on them. Kathy followed her mistress's command and froze
immediately, leaving us both with about six inches of dildo in our respective
orifices. Pat stood over me and asked me, "Who do you want to fuck -- me or your
wife? Be careful how you answer because there are consequences for either
answer." My mind was a frantic blur of thoughts trying to figure out which was
the right answer. I really was in no state of mind to make any decision
especially this one. If I chose Pat, my wife would be pissed, but I get to fuck
her whenever I want. Fucking Pat is a great change of pace and she really
knows her way around fucking and sucking. I didn't have enough time to think it
through and blurted out, "I'll fuck you, your lady." Pat said, "You have
chosen. From now on, you can only fuck me and you can only fuck me when I
say so. You will also worship my pussy by fucking it with your tongue whenever
I command. Your wife's beautiful cunt is mine and mine alone. However, I
will let my little bitch fuck you whenever she wants but you have to do it
like I just taught you. Do you understand, my two-legged dildo?" Oh no, I had
chosen poorly. I was fucked in the worse way. I replied in a disheartened
voice, "Yes, your lady." Pat released the handcuffs holding Kathy's ankles and
ordered me to lie on my back. It was uncomfortable as the cuffs dug into my
lower back. Kathy removed herself from the dildo, but Pat ordered her not
to remove it from my ass. I thought, well, at least I'll get to fuck Pat's
pussy. Pat then lowered her beautiful cunt toward my face and said, "After
you say, "I love your pussy." You may lick me." I replied, "I love your
pussy, your lady." Pat rested her pussy lips on my mouth and I began devouring
it. I heard Pat tell Kathy, "I want you slowly slide the dildo out then back
in. I want to see how much you can get in his ass. It has inch markers on
it. Shout out how many inches go in. Keep fucking him until I tell you to stop.
" Pat's pussy tasted so good and soon she was cumming in a lick of tongue
lashes. I had a full feeling as Kathy pushed this rubber cock up my ass. I
heard six inches, eight inches, nine inches and finally a last push eleven
inches. I swear I could taste the rubber cock in my mouth as I ate Pat's
pussy. My cock was still rock hard and in need of relief when Pat dismounted my
face. Kathy keep pumping that rubber cock in and out of my ass as Pat guided
her pussy toward my six inch phone pole. She slid down on it and rested with
it fully inside her snatch. Her warmth was wonderful like sitting by a fire
on a cold night. After about thirty seconds, I began to feel her cunt grip
and release my cock as she sat there motionless impaled on my member. Her
cunt began squeezing my cock again. All the while my wife was fucking me with
that dildo. My head was spinning. It felt like Pat was trying to crush my
cock with her cunt like it was an old jalopy at the junk yard. This went on
for about ten minutes and Pat never moved an inch other than her pussy
muscles. My nuts couldn't take it any longer and blew the biggest load ever. Pat
said, "That was nice," and she removed herself from my rapidly shrinking
member. Pat sat on the sofa, spread her legs and commanded, "Kathy, get your
husband's cum out of me." My wife leapt to the opportunity leaving ten inches
of dildo still up my ass. She was licking and sucking my seed from that
beautiful cunt all the while moaning in delight and saying, "Is this good, my
mistress?" When Pat was satisfied with the number of orgasms she'd had, she
got up, dressed and looked at Kathy and said, "You can keep the dildo.
Remember, your pussy belongs to me now. He can only fuck you using the dildo and
it has to be in his ass, too. If he wants to eat your pussy, you must use the
dildo and let him suck your juices off. If you don't follow my
instructions, I will know and then I'll have to punish you. Believe me you don't want
that! I'll see you in a week." Pat reached down and removed the handcuffs,
took her magic bag and left. My wife and I with the dildo still in my ass
laid there spent from the events that had transpired, but anxious to find out
what was next.

A Wife's Conversion Chapter 4
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A Wife's Conversion: Chapter 4 Part 1

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Since the next day was a work day and being spent from the
night's activities, Kathy and I decided to go to bed early and try to get
some rejuvenating sleep. Even so, we woke up late and had to rush off to
work. My wife and I agreed that we would talk about Thursday night's events when
I got home from work. All day my mind would drift off to last night's
events. I found myself with a hard on most of the day. I couldn't wait to get
home and fuck my wife, but then I remembered, I had agreed not to fuck or eat
her -- son-of-a- bitch that was an epic mistake. I couldn't believe it. What
had I been thinking? I know. I just wasn't thinking, although that "Pat fuck
" ranked up there as one of the all-time great fucks. I had never
experienced cumming like that before. I don't know if it was the feeling of Pat's
cunt crushing my cock; the constant pumping of that dildo in my ass, or the
combination, but it was the most intense orgasm I'd ever experienced. I wanted
to feel it again. I felt like a crack addict needing a fix. I thought back
to when I first met Kathy. It was a few months after my first love crushed
my heart. I guess Kathy was my rebound lover. My first love always wanted me
to take the lead. I could do it, but it was a lot of work. My nature is to
always want to please my partner and defer to their pleasure. Since I had
already had a degree, she went off to college to get hers. During her first
semester, she hooked up with someone who demanded that she do this, or that,
and whatever. When she came home for Christmas break, her tits and nipples
were different because he must have been sucking on the all the time. She
swallowed cum and asked me to fuck her in the ass (not all bad). She loved me ,
but he was more sexually experienced and she liked that. She wanted both of
us. At the time, I just couldn't handle that. So we broke up. Kathy on the
other hand was sweet, innocent and good-looking. That's just what I needed.
She liked it when I let her be in charge or would ask her what she wanted to
do? Our personalities were complimentary. I loved and needed that. Our recent
past sex life seemed so blasé just plain vanilla compared to what had
happened over the last weeks. It hit me just how perverted it all sounded. What
the fuck was wrong with me? What were Kathy and I doing? We had lost control
of the situation and Pat was running the show, but it was so exciting and
perversely lustful. What a difference a few years makes in one's attitudes.
The day just dragged by like I was in a time warp. You know like those last
few minutes before the quitting time. Finally, four o'clock arrived. I
gathered my brief case, coat and headed home to see my lovely wife. While walking
in the front door, I heard Kathy say, "My husband's home. I gotta go,
(something inaudible in a whisper)." as she hung up the phone. She came rushing up
to me saying, "What's taken you so long?" As I attempted to answer, I got
out, "Traf ..." Her arms were around my neck and her tongue was deep inside
my mouth. She was Frenching me like she was giving me a tonsillectomy. I
immediately dropped my briefcase and coat on the floor and returned the same.
While we were engaged in this impassioned embrace, I felt her hand slide down
my back across my butt, which she cupped in passing, and then to my groin.
She began to rub my cock, which had started out semi-hard already; her tongue
was whipping around my mouth like she was making meringue. I was steel hard
in about three seconds. Once she had my cock's attention, she broke our
kiss and stepped back. She panted as she ripped her blouse open and grabbed my
head with both her hands saying, "Honey, suck my tits." Her nipples were
already erect, red and puffy. My mouth didn't hesitate to attach itself to
one. I was sucking it and licking it when she said, "Suck it hard. Real hard!"
As I did as requested (more demanded), I felt her shiver and her legs
wobbled as she came right there in the foyer. After that orgasm subsided, she
said, "Suck the other one hard, too!" I move the opposite tit and bore down on
her nipple with all I had. I don't think I've sucked anything so hard. I
thought she might turn inside out. Kathy was moaning, "Oh my god, I'm
cumming again and it's bigger than the last one." then she went limp in my arms.
I knelt down with her in my arms and placed several loving kisses on her
lips as she began to revive. She said, "Oh, Honey, I've been thinking about
you all day and I'm so hot right now that I can't believe it." "I've noticed!
" "I need you to take your clothes off and sit on the couch. Don't move. I'
ll be right back." as she disappeared into the bedroom. I didn't need any
more of a suggestion and I began ripping my clothes off. You know, it's
really funny how easily a tie will come off under normal circumstances, but when
you add just a little performance pressure, it's like wrestling a 10-foot
python. Like a vision from the fog, my wife reappeared naked. Her short
cropped hair bounced up and down as did her pert breasts as she eagerly made her
entrance. She was carrying Pat's two-headed monster dildo. I think it was
two foot long and over two inches in diameter. She sat down in the overstuffed
chair opposite the sofa and spread her legs. As I stood up ready to devour
my wife, she ordered me to sit back down and just observe. I did and gazed
transfixed by her lovely snatch and its wetness. She took her right index
finger and began to lightly rub it down her clit hood between her lips to her
sweet cock garage. She slipped her finger inside and used the juice to wet
the whole area. It was glimmering with her excitement and my cock was
throbbing at the sight. I was hotter than a July day in Death Valley. "Do you want
to eat me?" Not hesitating, I replied, "Oh, yes, I'd love to eat you!" I
saw her take the monster and start sliding it up and down her slit. After it
was good and wet with her excretions, she began inserting it. After some
initial resistance, it slipped. She shoved about seven inches into my parking
place and moaned, "This feels so good. It's so big so much bigger than yours.
It fills me up just right." After about twenty insertions, she pulled it
out and looked at and said, "Look how wet I am, Honey." She then clamped the
monster between her legs with the wet end sticking up like it was her cock
and said, "Please lick me off of this thing." I got up and began to walk
over to her, when she said, "No, just crawl over on your hands and knees that
way you won't have to bend down again." I did as suggested, all the time she
was talking saying, "Look how wet this is. I'll bet it'll taste so good in
your mouth. It's so big. It'll fill up your mouth. I know you want to suck
my juices off of this nice big cock. Please, do it for me. I love you,
Sweetie." I finally arrived and my tongue was licking the length of the monster.
She said, "See how much of it you can take, Honey." I was so hot for her
and I wanted to please her. I was out of control as my head was bobbing up
and down of this monster dildo. I came up for air and she said, "Let me wet it
for you again." She told me to watch this cock as it disappeared into where
rightfully my tongue and cock belonged. It was in there longer this time as
I watched this big cock fill and stretch her cunt. She would push it in and
then rotate it. She would change the angle, which usually brought a moan or
a dribble of ejaculate. I couldn't look away. She was right; my cock could
never fill her like that. She stopped and placed the cock between her legs
and said, "Honey, now it's your turn." At least, I could indulge her by
doing this for her. I was on that thing lickity split -- going down as far as I
could, savoring her nectar all the while. I could smell her sex when I got
about seven inches down my throat. She commented, "Honey, you suck cock so
well. It's making me so hot. You should've been a girl." She slipped the
monster back into her cunt. Her slit oozed her excitement, dripping and filling
my nostrils with her fragrance. Once again, it was placed between her legs
and once again, I was sucking it like there was no tomorrow. She said, "I love
watching you suck cock so much that I'm getting hotter if that's possible."
 Once I had licked it clean of her wetness, she said, "I need you to fuck
me. Put your chest on the sofa like yesterday." She's gonna fuck me my ass
again. She put some lube on the cock and began to penetrate my dark recesses.
She kept up a steady motion. The room soon faded to a dull gray and the
only thing I was aware of was rhythmic motion pulsating through me. The
sensation was excruciating and exciting at the same time. What the fuck was wrong
with me? The motion stopped and I felt her squirming around as she attached
herself to the opposite end. The thrusting resumed and it went even deeper. I
thrust back and was barely aware of some moaning sounds. The room when
black except for the bright specks of light flashing before my unseeing eyes.
After feeling a push, I unconsciously pushed back. The moaning sound
dissipated into the darkness and I was in an alternative state of consciousness. I don
't know how long this went on until a scream snapped me back to reality, "I
'm cumming so hard. Keep pushing." I did. She fell off and curled up in a
fetal position just moaning and rocking back and forth. Her legs were coated
down to her knees with her shiny vaginal fluid. The room had an aroma of
sex and sweat. It was intoxicating. I pulled the dildo out of my ass and it
plopped on the floor with a splat. My dick needed release, but I couldn't fuck
her. "Just what the fuck am I supposed to with this?" as I pointed to my
granite member. She rolled her beautiful blues eyes and said, "My mistress
said you couldn't fuck my cunt, but she didn't mention my mouth." She
immediately got up and moved to the sofa, where she positioned herself so that her
head was hanging off the cushions and I had full access to her mouth and
throat. I placed my dick on her upper lip and her tongue whipped out like a
snake checking for prey. It was flicking over the head and tip. What a
wonderful feeling. I moved it into her oral opening while her tongue circumvented
the head. She reached up and began to run her nails and fingers lightly over
my balls as if I needed any more stimulation. I couldn't stand it anymore and
I jammed my cock down her throat. She let out a muffled moan. As I thrust
my cock in and out of her mouth, I could see her throat expand when my full
length was down her throat. It was most sensual thing I'd ever seen my wife
do and a sight I'll never forget. Given my state, I didn't last long and
blew a big load straight into her stomach. As I pulled my cock out of her
mouth, she grabbed it and milked a few more drops of cum to the tip, which she
sexily licked off. After we regained our composure, I asked my wife, "Who were
you talking to on the phone?" "You mean when you got home. It was Pat -- I
mean my mistress." "I thought she said she'd see us in a week?" I replied.
"I guess that didn't mean she wouldn't talk to us." "What did she have to
say?" I demanded. "She was telling me things." my wife answered. "What
kind of things?" I stepped up the interrogation. "Well, you know like how to
get you to fuck me and do the things that I ask like just now." she said. "
You mean Pat put you up to doing this?" I questioned. "You mean, my
mistress, and yes, she did. Didn't you enjoy it?"  "Well, yes, I did, but I don't
know about all this. I'm thinking this might be a bad idea. She's so
manipulative." I declared. "She loves us and doesn't want to hurt us. She wants
us to feel pleasure and know each other better. She just wants us to be
her's, so she can take care of us." I snapped, "What the fuck does that mean? I
take care of you just fine." "That didn't come out right. Maybe I'll ask
my mistress to come over and explain what she means." I said, "It sounds
like you've totally bought into this `Bossing' thing." "Yes, you know once
my mind is made up - I commit 100%. I'm all in. Besides, I've never had
orgasms this strong or so many of them that they're continuous. It's like a drug
and I'm addicted. The endorphin rush makes me want to have more. Sex is on a
significant higher plane now maybe even in a different universe. The
anticipation of what might happen and giving my control over to my mistress is so
exciting and freeing. It sounds like you're not as committed." I replied, "
You're damn right I'm not. I can't fuck you for heaven's sake." She
reminded me, "And whose fault is that?" "I know. I know. Fuck!! I was under
extreme duress at the time and obviously wasn't thinking clearly."  "It sounds
like you're just interested in what happened to you and aren't considering
my feelings." she used my love for her. "Yeah, you're right. I hate to admit
it, but you're right most of the time. But damn, you look so hot with your
cunt dripping juice. I know my cock would have enjoyed fucking it so much.
However, your mouth is a good second, so I guess we'll just see how this
thing goes for a while longer." I replied. The rest of the evening was quiet,
but I decided that I was going to find out more about Pat if I could. I saw
Gary the next Monday and ask him to lunch. I wanted to find out how he met Pat
and any other information I could since she was becoming the center pin in
our sex lives. Once we arrived at the "Lunch Spot" and were seated, I asked
Gary, "Tell me how you and Pat met." "I've known Pat since the 7th grade.
We're best friends." I replied, "I thought there was some kind of
relationship there." Gary surprised me with his next comment by saying, "Pat was
the first piece of ass I ever fucked and the first one to suck my cock." I
said in amazement, "Really! I would have never thought that." He replied, "
Yeah, we were in the 11th grade and it just happened." "Do you have any
stories you can tell me?" I asked. Gary said laughingly, "Stories, I've got my 39
stories about Pat. Here's a funny one. Since we were all underage, Pat and
I and some football buddies were drinking beer out in a cow pasture, so
needless to say, we were all pretty wasted. Someone suggested that we all put up
five bucks and whoever did the grossest thing would get all the money. Guys
were sucking their toes, sucking someone else's toes, sticking their
fingers up their butt and shit like that, but Pat found this maggot covered dead
bird and boy was it ripe. Pat just bit the head off and swallowed it. I
remember four guys hurled right then. It was great. I believe there were some
celebratory blowjobs that night as well. You should've been there." "Man just
hearing about that has my stomach turning except for the BJ part. I hope
lunch doesn't show up for a couple more minutes. I'm glad I didn't order the
rice." I said then asked. "Was Pat always that beautiful?" Gary replied, "
You know how some guys and girls in high school are so hot and then you go to
your 10th graduation reunion and you wonder what the fuck happened to their
looks? Pat was just the opposite. The time was beneficial." "This might be
a little personal, but did she suck cock as well as she does now?" I
queried. "Pat has always been a great cock sucker. I think everybody liked Pat,
guys and girls. You know Pat was elected to the homecoming court. I think cock
sucking had something to do with the voting." Gary replied. "Why did you
two break up?" I asked. "Well, we weren't exactly a couple. We just sucked
and fucked each other, but you know the saying "Time changes -- People change"
. It was sorta like that, but Pat is a great friend. Pat has always been the
leader of the pack, the Alpha, and everyone naturally gravitates in that
direction. I guess it's just looks, charisma or force of will, something. Pat
can dominate a friendship or relationship pretty intensely. Pat's just made
that way. It takes a special person with just the right blend of smarts and
willingness to give up control to get close to Pat." My brain replayed our
conversation with Pat last week and it sounded just like Kathy and a little
like myself. Thoughts were swirling like we could be in real trouble if we
get any deeper into this situation. Gary and I headed back from lunch and I
thanked him for all the information as we returned to our offices. About an
hour before quitting time, my office phone rang and it was Kathy. She said, "I
want you to park across the street from the house when you come home today.
You're not going to be late? Are you?" "No, right now I don't have
anything that'll keep me late. I should be home on time. Why the request?" "You'
ll see when you get home, but text me when you leave."  Well, I left work on
time and traffic wasn't bad, so I was home in about 20 minutes. Just before
pulling into the driveway, I remembered that I was instructed to park
across the street. Our home has a big picture window that looks out on our street
lined with majestic oaks. Once I was parked and was about to open the door,
I noticed that the drapes of our picture window began to part about
shoulder width. Just then, Kathy stepped into the lighted space between the drapes
and she was topless. I got out of the car and stood by the door just
watching. She motioned for me to stop. I did. She began to pinch her nipples and
lick them. I saw her cup first one breast then the other and squeeze them
tightly while pulling her nipples. She pulled her nipples hard enough to lift
her tits up and swung them like in a gently breeze. I was enjoying the show
when I noticed the paperboy riding his bike toward our house. I motioned to
Kathy, but she was too engrossed in her activities to notice. After throwing
the paper, the paperboy did notice. His eyes were glued to the figure in the
window as he ran into the hedge at the edge of our property and crashed. I
rushed over to check his condition and he said, "Mister, did you see that
lady?" "That's no lady. That's my wife." As I helped him up, I noticed that
he had a little boner on and said, "I see she has the same effect on you as
she does on me." He glance at my crotch noticing my big bulge then jumped up;
mounted his bike and said as he peddled off, "She's a keeper, Mister."
Indeed, she was. My wife was a keeper. After that day, our paper was hand
delivered to the door. Kathy would say, "Let me get that." She always wore a
shear blouse without a bra and I noticed she would pinch her nipples on the way
to the door. She always made it a point to have a short conversation with
Dave, our paperboy. Some days she would drop a piece of paper and bend over
so he could gaze on those lovely titties. He was usually grasping the front
of his pants when he left our house. I know when he went home it was my wife'
s image that he jacked off to by shooting his virgin load into a towel.
Excuse my digression; after the Dave headed down the street, I entered the front
door. Kathy was naked in the overstuffed chair and she had the monster
inserted about eight inches deep. "Are you just gonna stand there? Or are you
gonna come and play?" I began to walk in her direction and she said, "On your
hands and knees, please." My cock was throbbing and it was directing my
actions as I crawled over to her. She said, "Lick my legs." She must have had
them waxed that day because they were so soft as my tongue lapped its way up
her snowy appendages. She would spread legs wide, so I could get to spot
where her leg connected to her torso. When I licked that fold, she would moan.
I could smell her scent. It was intoxicating. I was so fucking hot for her
like an elk in rut. She fucked herself with the dildo, removed it then
placed it between her legs just like the day before. Once it was there, sticking
straight up glistening with her wetness, she said, "Honey, if you want to
fuck me, suck this like you want me to suck your cock." I began to stroke her
legs up and down with the back of my hand and kissed them as softly as I
could. Her legs were soft as cotton candy. I licked the tip of that cock and
said, "You smell so good and taste even better." I slowly slipped that cock
into my mouth and began swirling my tongue around the circumference to get
all her juices off. "That's looks real good. I'm getting so wet just watching
you. Suck that big dick. Take it all the way down. Get all my juice off of
it." After about ten minutes of sucking with intervals on dildo insertion to
renew her wetness on the shaft she said, "I'm ready for you to fuck me
now. Get over by the couch." I removed my clothes and knelt on the couch with
my ass facing my wife. Soon I felt the dildo slip past my sphincter. She
started working it and it felt surprisingly not as intrusive as the previous
times. The sensation as it slid in and out and the fullness when it was deep
inside me made me begin to wonder. My cock was as hard as steel as Kathy
continued to work it as the room began fading away again. "How does it feel?"
Not knowing how I should respond, I said, "It feels Ok." That was all I could
say without betraying my manhood. My nuts were tingling when she finally
climbed on the two-headed monster to finish up. "Oh, Honey, it's so much
bigger than yours. Fuck me good!" I could hear her cunt sounds as it squished
and sucked as the dildo slid in and out. She was cumming and cumming and
moaning, "Fucking god, that feels so good. It's such a big dick. You're so
wonderful to fuck me like this. I love you so much. It makes me so hot for you.
Fuck me harder. Make me cum again." Encouraged by her excitement, I clenched
my ass and shoved the cock as deep into her as I could. Kathy must have had
twenty orgasms. Finally exhausted, we both collapsed on the floor. Between
recovery breaths, I asked her, "Did you talk to Pat again today?" "Of
course, I talked with my mistress." "Did she make you do this?" I asked. "She
made some suggestions and I did the rest." my wife responded. "We need to get
her over here for a talk about what's going on between us, between you and
her. When she calls tomorrow, ask her to come over so we can talk." I said.
My cock was obviously still in need of attention. Kathy noticed as she
looked at it and said, "Get on all fours and let's try this." She snuggled up
next to me, her right hand took hold of the dildo and began sliding it in and
out while her left hand took a firm grasp of my cock and began a
synchronized motion. I was amazed at how good it felt. I could feel the building of an
orgasm like a dam about to burst. I started to cum and the feeling was
nearly as good a when Pat fucked me. Kathy had a big smile on her face as she
looked at the big puddle of milky release shimmering below my rapidly shrinking
dick. She leaned in a kissed me saying, "Well, that looks like it felt
really good." And then asked, "Do you want to fuck my ass?" I replied, "I don'
t know if I can get it up again so soon." She smiled and said, "Let me see
if I can help with that." Her head slip under me and began sucking my cock
like a calf at its mother's udder. Soon her stimulation began working and my
dick was rising again. She disconnected her mouth from my manhood and began
scooping up my cum. She took a big lick and said, "We can't waste this." As
she offered me the rest. Kathy knelt on the floor on all fours as I slid up
next to her beautiful creamy white cheeks and slipping my cock between
them. She said, "Here, use some of this lube. It worked pretty well on you." I
greased up my pole and began to insert it into a place on my wife I'd never
been before. The feeling was wonderfully tight like fucking a virgin again.
Once inside, I began sliding my cock in and out slowly and she began moaning
saying, "Oh, oh, oh my god, I can feel it stretching my pussy too. It feels
so good. Rub my clit." I licked my fingers; reached around and under her
and found the right spot. I began with a slow rotation. "How does it feel? My
mistress said this would feel great for you. Does it?" It was a feeling sort
of like when Pat sat motionless on my cock and made me cum except this
tighter. I replied, "Yes, it feels great. You're so tight like my first fuck."
I could feel the urge building as it weld up from my depths and a short time
later I rammed my cock deep into her and came with several uncontrollable
jerks and spasms. I pulled out and lay there exhausted. "Was that as good for
you as it was for me?" I replied, "Did you like it?" "Yes, but can you
lick your cum off." she said. She spread cheeks and I saw my deposit oozing
from her. The sensation had felt so good -- how could I refuse? My tongue was
between her cheeks as quick as a duck on a June bug. After I had completed
that task, she decided that we needed to rest for the remainder of the
evening.

A Wife's Conversion: Chapter 4 Part 2
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The next evening when I
arrived home, Kathy was on the phone. I assumed it was Pat. "My mistress wants to
talk with us. I'll put her on the speaker phone." I heard the familiar
voice then it said, "I want both of you to take your clothes off and sit
opposite from each other in the living room. Do it now!" I looked at my wife and
raised my eyebrow as to say, "Is she serious?" Kathy nodded and began taking
her clothes off. I figured -- what the hell -- and began removing mine, too. "
My mistress, we're both naked and sitting in our places," Kathy shouted
toward the phone. Pat's voice said, "My little cunt, I want you to go to the
front door, open it and retrieve the package that's on your porch." I hadn't
seen a package on the porch when I came in a few minutes earlier, but sure
enough, Kathy returned with a box that was about 12"x 24". "Open it and tell
me what you see in there," Pat ordered. My wife ripped into the box like a
kid at Christmas. Once it was open, my wife said, "It something that looks
like clips, a ball with a strap, a couple dildos, handcuffs and a bunch of
things that I don't what they are." The voice on the phone said, "Have your
husband find the cuffs and cuff you to the living room columns. Do it now!" I
found the cuffs and Kathy was already standing by the columns with her
hands behind her back like she was really anxious to proceed. I cuffed her
securely to the columns. The voice on the phone said, "Have your husband find the
clips that are flat and connected with a chain. Do it, hurry!" I began
rummaging around in the box found some clips that had a chain connecting them. "
Attach a clip to each of my little cunt's nipples," was her order. "There'
s no fucking way. I'm not doing that!" I exclaimed. My wife looked at me
and said, "If my mistress wants you to do it, I want you to do it." "Very
good, my little cunt. You're a good student. That's the correct answer." I
said reluctantly, "Are you sure this is what you want?" Kathy replied, "Yes, I'
ve been doing this for a week except using my fingers." I took these things
that looked like 1" alligator clips except they were flat where they
clamped together. The spring tension was pretty strong for something that small. I
opened the first clip wide enough to slip over my wife's erect nipple and
slowly released the tension. "Oh, god, it hurts," she cried then shuttered
with an orgasm. "Do the other one hurry!" were the next words out of her
mouth. I reluctantly proceeded and attached the other clip. My wife had another
orgasm and began to moan, "It hurts, but it hurts so good." "There are two
small separate clips just like the ones with the chain. Get those," the
voice demanded. I found them and I replied, "I have them." "Have my little
cunt spread her legs and attach a clip on each of her lips." I looked up at my
wife and she just nodded her head. I attached the first clip and she
screamed, "Oh, no. No more." The voice on the phone commanded, "Put the other one
on now, my two-legged dildo." Kathy was just moaning something
incomprehensible so per her last understandable instructions, I attached the second clip.
My cock was steel. Was I enjoying hurting my wife like this? Was I becoming
a sick fuck like Pat? I don't know if it was my wife being pain or just
being so pliable to Pat's voice and commands, but I was so hard. My wife let
out another scream and came again. The voice said, "Get the dildo out of the
box, suck on it until it's good and wet then fuck her with it." I found an
eight inch one. I began licking it up and down and sliding it in and out of
my mouth. This must have been an expensive one because it felt just like a
real cock. I placed it at the entrance to her pleasure cave and began to push
it slowly. She immediately had another orgasm. Slowly it went in and once
fully inserted, I began a steady in and out rhythm. My wife seemed to cum
every one or two minutes. Her juices were flowing in a cascade down her legs. Pat
's voice said, "There's another dildo in the box for you. I want you to
put it in your ass and fuck yourself while you keep fucking my little cunt." I
found it and began to lick and suck it until it was really wet. I sat on it
and it slipped right in my ass. It had a suction cup that stuck to our
hardwood floor. I began to go up and down on it as I returned to fucking my wife
with the dildo in her cunt. She was cumming non-stop now and my nuts were
feeling real good, too, as my cock began leaking precum again. The voice
said, "OK, that's all for tonight. You may return to normal." There was a click
and she was gone. I removed the clips from her pussy and tits and unlocked
the cuffs. I slowly removed the dildo from her cunt. My wife let out a gasp
of ecstasy relief and collapsed to the floor. She reached around me and
pulled the dildo out of my ass. After expending all that energy, we just laid
there on the floor. My cock was still hard. I was so fucking horny that my
mind was schizophrenic. I could smell the sweet scent of Kathy and maybe it was
just because I was so close to something I had had and now couldn't have. I
felt like Adam in the Garden of Eden. Whatever it was -- I lost it. I told
her I'm going to fuck you now and I don't care if Pat knows. I shoved my
cock deep into cunt. Kathy struggled trying to fight me off and protested
saying, "No, don't do this! Please stop! Don't cum inside me -- please don't. I
finally pinned her down a fucked the shit out of her. I came with a torrent
of semen in a few minutes. I told her, "You better not say anything to Pat,
your mistress, about this." Technically, I guess that I had just raped my
wife. The next day, I woke up feeling bad about what I'd done, but damn it,
she was my wife and I had some ownership in her body, too. I looked at my
lovely wife saying, "I'm so sorry about last night. I just lost it. It won't
happen again." Kathy said, "That's OK. It's over now. We just need to move
on." As I left for work, I told my wife to make sure Pat came over so we all
could talk again. When I arrived home that evening, I noticed Pat's beat up
piece of shit car parked on the street. I pulled into the driveway and
headed to the front door determined I was going to stop whatever was going on
between Pat and Kathy. I stepped into the foyer and announced, "I'm home."
>From the living room, I heard a collective, "We're in here." I walked in the
living room and sitting on the couch were Pat and my wife -- naked. They stood
up as Pat put her arm around Kathy, she said, "Doesn't my little cunt look
stunning?" Kathy did look great. Her lips had the fire-engine-red lipstick
that Pat wore the first time we saw her and the same for her nails and toes.
Her hair shimmered in the light as Pat gently stroked it. Her nipples were
hard, puffy and erect. Pat reached over and tweaked one, which sent a shiver
through my wife. She had that orgasmic glow on her face. I could see the
two-headed dildo sticking out of her pussy. She was so wet that juice was
dripping off the other head. Before I could answer Pat said, "Why don't you
take a seat in that overstuffed chair and we'll sit here? As both of those
beautiful women sat down, they spread their legs to give me a full view of their
precious gift that was cradled at the apex of their legs. Kathy's was full
with the dildo, but Pat's was damp with wetness that had run down her leg
headed toward her butt. Pat reached over and gave the dildo a twist, which
caused my wife to squirm; then she just began to slide it in and out of my wife'
s very slowly. "Does it bother you -- the fact that I have control of your
wife and her pussy? I have been nice enough to let you fuck her mouth and
ass." Pat growled. "I heard you enjoyed fucking her ass. And her mouth -- wasn'
t it nice slipping your cock all the way down her throat so you could cum
inside her just like it was her cunt? You know you liked it. I would say you
LOVED it. You sick bastard." Summing up all my manliness, I responded, "Who
the fuck are you and what have you done to my wife?" "I haven't done
anything to your wife. I've just shown her the joy of knowing her body and the
freedom that 'giving in' allows. I'm also the person you both belong to now."
Kathy looked at me with those big blues and said, "Honey, just take your
clothes off. It'll be worth it." "Can you hear yourself? What kind of fucking
control does this bitch have over you?" I screamed. In a softer tone, Pat
said, "Now, now, let's not get nasty. Just look at this dildo in your wife's
pussy. See how wet it is for you. She wants you to suck her wetness off of
this thing. I hear you've been doing a great job so far. Come on, your wife
needs you to do this for her." I looked at Kathy and a tear ran down her
cheek as she said, "Please, Honey, we've always done everything together.
Please." Kathy knew I couldn't resist her tears. I removed my clothes and
crawled over to the dildo between my wife's legs and began to lick it. Pat said, "
Let me turn it around. This end is wetter and better." Pat watched and
would commented, "If this was a real cock, you could pull the foreskin back and
work the head real good with lots of spit. How does it feel in your mouth?"
as she looked at me on my knees sucking this giant dildo drenched with my
wife's juices. Pat snapped, "I asked you a question. Answer me!" I stammered,
"It tastes good." "What do you like about it?" she replied. "The way if
fills up my mouth." "What do you like about women?" Pat queried. In between
sucking the cock, I responded, "Oh lots of things. I love their long silky
hair, their soft skin, their breasts and how they come in all different sizes
and types. You know like your breasts are perfectly rounded and Kathy's are
pear-shaped and how her nipples point up while yours point out. I love
their pussies. How the lips can be big or small, their clits can be small or
almost cock like. Plus they get to wear really soft and sexy clothes, but the
most important thing, I think, is that they can suck a cock or get fucked
anytime they want it. All they have to do is ask any guy and most will drop
their pants on the spot." Pat asked, "Do you watch any gay porn?" "Hell no.
The site of seeing a guy sucking another guy's dick makes me sick. I don't
like seeing them kissing or holding hands. It all bothers me. But I do like
watching women suck cock. The way their lips and tongue work the head, shaft
and balls that gets me hot." Pat peppered a few more questions, "If I filmed
you sucking Gary's cock, would seeing that disgust you? So when you suck Gary
's cock, what's going through your mind? Do you think you're a guy or girl
sucking this cock?" "When I'm sucking his cock, it's like I'm having an
out of body experience and I'm not a guy. I'm just me, my consciousness. My
tongue and mouth are just doing what I know feels good." Pat replied, "
Sounds like you've thought about this a lot more than normal. Enough
conversation already." Pat spread her legs and said, "I want you to eat my pussy." I
dove in and began eating like a starving dog on a steak. She had two handfuls
of hair as she ground her cunt into my face until she shuttered through
several orgasms. Kathy was still sitting there quietly watching with that huge
dildo in her cunt and her juices just dripping from the unencumbered end. I
think it must have taking root. Pat said, "Do you want to grow a bigger cock
so you can satisfy your wife now?" She reached down and took my hand while
making that statement. I said, "I think most guys want a bigger dick." "I
have some medicine that's guaranteed to make yours bigger plus charge up your
sex life." Continuing she said, "I date three different doctors and I get
free medicine." "How many of them are you fucking?" I responded. Pat
replied, "You better watch yourself because you're pretty close to being
punished, but the answer is one -- for now." Pat reached down in her bag of stuff
and found the pump bottle. She said, "This is a thirty day supply. You need to
have Kathy rub this on your shoulders twice a day, but she has to use these
gloves. Take your shirt off and I'll show her how it's done." After I had
removed my shirt, Pat slipped the gloves on and squirted a gel on my
shoulders. It was a cooling sensation as she rubbed it into my skin. When she was
finished, she said, "That's all there's to it. Kathy, you have to do this
twice a day just like I showed you and make sure you wear these gloves. I'm
going to the kitchen and wash my hands off. I'll be right back, so do go
anywhere." She stood up and headed for our kitchen. I looked at my wife and said,
"What the fuck are we doing? She's taking over of lives?" Kathy looked
down at me and said, "I really like it. I don't have any choices to worry
about. All I have to do is do what she says and she makes me feels so good.
She's becoming very important to me. Honey, you'll grow to love her, too. We can
make this work." At that moment, I knew I'd lost my wife to Pat and the
only way I could keep Kathy in my life was to submit to Pat's orders. Maybe
this wouldn't be so bad. Pat re-entered from the kitchen. She handed the
gloves to Kathy and said, "My little cunt will make sure you get a rub down twice
a day from now on. Won't you?" "Yes, my mistress." Pat rummaged around in
her bag and pulled out the handcuffs then looking at me she said, "We need
to restrain you, so my sweetness and I can play with you and give you some
pleasure, too." Pat led me over to the columns and cuffed my hands around
them behind my back so that I was facing out. She cuffed my ankles as well. In
a very serious tone, "Now that we have you secured, I have a few questions
to ask you. You need to tell me the truth. I have a guiding principle and it'
s "Honesty". I want nothing to do with anyone who lies to me and I have
stuck with that premise throughout my life. I have tried to be scrupulously
honest in all of my dealings with other people. The reason I'm telling you this
is that this is a major thing for me. Honesty will be the foundation on
which our relationship -- Kathy, yours and mine -- is built. Do you understand?"
"Yes, that sounds reasonable." Pat retorted, "Yes, your lady." "Yes, that
sounds reasonable, your lady." My lady asked, "Did you fuck my little cunt
last night?" I hesitated and looked at Kathy. Her eyes were looking
downward toward the floor and I said, "God damn it! I told you not to tell her!"
My lady had a scowl come over her face. She said, "She didn't say anything
about it. Before you got home, I ate her out and I tasted your cum in her
pussy. You know that her pussy is mine and yet you chose to fuck it any way.
You will have to be punished and learn to respect my property." She walked
over to me and attached what looked like binder clips to my scrotum. It hurt
like hell and then Pat took two more and put those on my nipples, which hurt
even more than the ones on my jewels. Looking at me, she said, "Will you
respect my property and not touch her except when I tell you?" "Yes, your lady.
I'm sorry. I won't do it again." My lady replied, "I know you won't." as
she attached two more clips to my cock. The pain was getting pretty
intense. Pat looked at my wife and said, "We can leave him here for now and he can
watch ME fuck you." Pat had my wife lie down as she produced a thick ten
inch strap-on cock from her bag. She adeptly attached to it herself like I
assumed she had done many times before. She pulled the two-headed dildo out of
my wife's cunt and immediately began slamming that cock into her. Kathy
screamed, "That hurts, please, not so hard, my mistress." Pat snarled, "This is
your punishment for not telling me he fucked you, my little cunt. Your pussy
is mine and mine alone. You can only give it away if I tell you. Do you
understand?" Crying, she answered, "Yes, my mistress, whatever you say." Pat
continued to rip into Kathy's cunt with that cock for about ten minutes. Pat
pulled out and began to walk in my direction as my wife was crying just
quivering with fear or maybe a couple orgasms. A little trickle of blood ran
down her leg from Pat's assault. She sneered, "Kneel down and suck this cunt
juice off." It was difficult with the cuffs on, but I managed to get in a
kneeling position and Pat rammed her temporary appendage into my mouth and
shouting at me, "Suck it, lick it, take it all the way in your mouth. I knew you
wanted to be a cocksucker the first time I saw you. You love cock. You love
how it feels in your mouth -- its heat, the throbbing. You love the feel of
cum in your mouth. You crave the taste of it. You love swallowing it -- the
way it trickles down your throat. You need to drink it every day. Don't you?
Answer me! Don't you?" She pulled that rubber cock out of my mouth and I was
in no position to argue and answered, "Yes, your lady." Pat walked over to
her bag, rummaged around and produced a plastic object. She walked over to
me and removed the clips from my nuts and cock. She said, "I always knew you
wouldn't be able to keep your cock out of my little girl, so I'll just
have to lock you up." She slipped a ring behind my nuts and slid a contraption
over my cock and locked the pieces together with a small Master lock. She
took the key on a chain and placed it around her neck. "From now on, I'm the
only one who can let your cock out. It belongs to me just like your wife's
pussy." Pat turned and looked at my wife still curled up in the fetal
position watching her husband being violated by this woman who had inserted herself
into our lives, not to mention several other things. Pat said, "Listen to
these instructions. I'm going to leave this play thing with you. You will
fuck his ass daily for at least ten minutes longer if he begs you to not to
stop. Do you understand my instructions? I'll know if don't do it, so don't
make me punish you again because it'll be worse than today." "Yes, my
mistress, I understand." After Pat had dressed, she threw the handcuff keys to my
wife and left. We had entered a new realm of depravity.

A Wife's Conversion Chapter 5 - Pat's control over Kathy and her husband
intensifies.

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The
next morning, my consciousness was aroused by a coolness as Kathy lightly
rubbed my shoulders. She was applying the gel just like her mistress had
ordered. When she had finished that task, I noticed she had attached the ten inch
dildo and was lying on her back with it sticking up like a mini-flag pole.
She said, "I've wet it for you, so it should be tasty." I kissed her and
realized just how much I loved this woman. There wasn't anything I wouldn't do
for her. I proceeded to kiss my way down her lovely body stopping to linger
at her beasts awhile, which apparently she enjoyed as she pulled my head
tight to them. I continued down to her "new" appendage and began to lick it
and yes, it was tasty. My mouth slipped over `her cock'. I reluctantly took
about six inches. After a few minutes of bobbing up and down, I could tell
she was getting worked up. She said, "Watching you suck me is getting me wet.
Finger me." Since my cock was locked up in that chastity device, I couldn'
t fuck her, but fingers could do something. I slipped one then two inside
her wetness. As I sucked `her' cock, her fragrance was driving me crazy. I
stopped to lick my fingers and partake of her sensual aroma filling my
nostrils. She tasted like a fine wine with a lingering finish. I missed eating her
pussy, but this was a good second. I continued sucking the device and Kathy
was getting pretty hot and was beginning to squirm around. I found her
G-spot and began working it. I was getting pretty worked up myself. She let out a
muffled, "Hmmm, that feels so good. I'm cumming." She spooned my back and
gave me a big hug. She began to stroke her new appendage up and down my ass
crack and then I felt her other hand rub some lube on my little brown pucker
as she inserted a finger for a prostrate check. She positioned herself and
pushed with her hips and her finger was replaced with `her' cock. She would
push until a couple inches were in then wait a bit and push again. She
never pulled it out until she worked in all ten inches. She began a slow in and
out motion. Every now and then she would move her hand to my nipples and
pinch them hard while pulling them. That was a different feeling, but it was a
turn on. Her hand was holding the device that encased my cock, which
strained at every surface. After about fifteen minutes, I let out a stifled groan
and cum started dribbling out of me uncontrollably. Kathy had caught it all
and she lifted her hand to my lips and ordered, "Drink it." I licked her
hand clean. She gave me a big kiss saying, "See that wasn't so bad. I know you
enjoyed it." I didn't want to admit it, but I had. I got ready for work
and left with her scent still on my fingers, at least I could enjoy her the
rest of the day and imagine what it'd feel like to have my cock in her pussy
again. This was our new routine and it continued daily. As the days went by,
Kathy's tone got more demanding and less asking. The chastity device was
confining, but to my surprise, it wasn't too difficult to piss. I found that it
was easier if I sat on a toilet instead standing at the urinal plus other
guys might see it and that would be hard to explain. Whenever I had to piss, I
'd get a stall, sit and pee. I can see why women have such long restroom
lines. It just takes more time to drop your pants and underwear to pee. Guys
have it easy. Later that week, when I arrived home, I noticed that Kathy was
dressed to go out. She was looking especially sexy with her grandmother's
diamond ear rings and the ebony necklace, her six inch stiletto heels, her
black mid-thigh silk mini-dress, which showed off her cleavage. The dress just
flowed around her figure like a water around a rock as it highlighted her
curves. It moved in sync with her hips. She was wearing the Riva Gauche
perfume I bought her for Valentine's Day. That scent brought back memories of a
great night of love making before Pat. She had sprinkled a few glitter flakes
in her hair and was looking so very sensual. I just love her "lady in black"
 look. She's presents such a striking contrast with the black fabric
against her white, porcelain skin. I could have eaten her right there. My wife's
one fucking hot wife. I asked, "Where are we going?" "My mistress wants us
to meet her at "Tokyo Gardens" tonight at seven. She said it would be her
treat to apologize for being so mean to us last week." I thought to myself, "I
'm sure there's something else going on here, but let's see." I asked
Kathy, "Do you have anything on under that dress?" "No. My mistress wants me
to go commando." When we arrived, Pat was already there in a large circular
booth for six. The place was almost empty. I think there were two other
tables occupied. Our table had a very long white table cloth that went almost to
the floor. We ordered some drinks and had a civil conversation. After about
three cocktails, Kathy and I were feeling pretty loose when two guys came up
to our table and Pat greeted them, but didn't introduce them to us. Pat
said, "Let them sit on either side of Kathy and you come sit by me," as her
hand patted the booth seat. Kathy and I were on the inside so the seating
arrangement was guy, Kathy, guy, space, me and Pat. We all ordered dinner. Pat
placed her hand on my crotch and began to stroke my leg. My cock began
straining at its encasement. After a few minutes, she said, "I need to check out
the ladies room. Kathy, come with me." They got up and were gone for about
five minutes. When they returned, Kathy had a strange look on her face. They
took their same places. Pat's hand slid down my leg. She began to stroke my
nuts all the while carrying on with a conversation like nothing was going on.
I was getting as hard as I could with my cock straining against the device.
I noticed that Kathy looked a little uncomfortable. Pat dropped her napkin
and asked me to pick it up for her. As I bent under the table to retrieve
the napkin, I saw that Kathy's legs were spread wide and both guys had their
hands in her pussy. They were taking turns working their fingers in and out
and stroking her clit. Five minutes later, my wife started breathing heavily
and her eyes just glassed over. She put her elbows on the table and buried
her head in her hands. I assumed she was having an orgasm. Pat again dropped
her napkin and asked me to pick it up. When I bent under the table this
time, Kathy had a cock in each hand and was jacking these guys off. Pat said, "
Do you see anything you'd like under there?" I didn't reply. Pat said, "
Kathy, I think some lip service is called for." My wife disappeared under the
table. I couldn't believe what she was doing, but in a minute, it was obvious
that the first guy came and I heard a moan from my wife as his load blasted
into her mouth. Her lips moved on to the next guy. He came with the same
results. Pat ordered, "Kathy, let's see what you got there." My wife
re-emerged from under the table and opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, which
was coated with a thick white substance. She swallowed. Pat looked at me
while stroking my nuts saying, "When you get home, my little cunt will take
care of you. You have my permission." We finished dinner and it was Pat's
treat. As we left, Pat said, "I'll see you tomorrow night." Once in the car, I
asked my wife, "Why did you let those guys do that and why did you suck
them off?" "It was the only way I could get my mistress' permission so we
could be together. See. She gave me the key." She dangled it in front of my face
as it swayed back and forth. I immediately pulled my pants down and Kathy
unlocked my cock for the first time in a week. She put all the parts in a
Ziploc bag so they wouldn't get lost. All the way home, Kathy was playing with
my cock -- stroking it, licking it and every now and then sucking it.
Needless to say, by the time we got home, I was fucking hotter than a MacDonald's
cup of coffee. Once the car was in the garage, we rushed in the house and
stripped our clothes off. Just to confirm what I thought I'd heard, I asked, "
Your Mistress gave us her permission, but is it to do anything we want?" "
Yes, permission to do whatever we want." "Does that mean I can fuck you and
eat you without the dildo?" I inquired. "Yes, whatever we want to do. No
repercussions for our actions." She bent over and gave my cock a little kiss
and a lick. "Praise the lord! Oh thank you, Sweetie. I really appreciate you
doing that for us," was my reply. I immediately grabbed my wife and pulled
her into my arms and began `Frenching' her and savoring the event like it
was my last meal before my execution. There was still a slight taste of cum in
her mouth, but I didn't care. We made it to the sofa and where were like
kids exploring each other for the first time. Touching and kissing every inch
of the other's body because this might never happen again. I touched her
nipple and pinched it then began to suck it hard like she had come to expect.
Kathy instantaneously began to cum and moan, "Oh my god, it hurts, but that
feels so good. Don't stop." My hands, lips and teeth were all over her tits --
 first one then the other. She was enjoying this rough treatment, too, as
her hand had a firm but sensual grip on my steel member. I'd forgotten how
soft her hands were. We were in a fucking erotic frenzy. My tongue moved from
one body part to another. I burrowed my tongue into her belly button looking
for lint. I licked her arm pits, the back of her knees, her feet, her butt
hole, which I tongue fucked. I think I must have had my tongue on every inch
of her body. She was definitely enjoying all the attention and soon was
reciprocating the activities. My cock was throbbing and oozing precum like the
maple syrup harvest. I didn't want this to end. My cock finally found her
cunt lips and they were just as wet as I. It felt so perfect when my cock
slipped into her penis sanctuary. The warmth, wetness and aroma were
overwhelming as I knew she wanted me inside her just as badly as I needed to be there.
I couldn't help myself and came in about thirty seconds. She hadn't cum and
looked disappointed. I dove between her legs and feverishly began lick and
sucking my cum from her pussy. Her nails were digging into my back and her
legs were forcefully wrapped around my neck as she was trying to pull me
deeper inside her like an octopus and its prey. I lost count on how many times
she came. She'd been listening to Pat's training and was getting good at
giving orders. The next words out of her mouth were, "Lay on your back." I didn
't mind it because there was no guessing as to what she wanted. I complied.
Her legs straddled my head and as I stared up at her dripping snatch, she
demanded, "Lick me!" I began licking and she began to undulate her hips so
that her pussy slid up and down my tongue. I finally synchronized my licking
with her grinding. She was using long strokes so I could lick her from ass
to clit and back. She'd reach down and opened her lips as she continued to
ride my tongue. At least my tongue could get her off. I was really enjoying
pleasing her. She was screaming and cumming like a spring thunderstorm. I must
have been licking for an hour. My tongue was cramping and the sheets were
soaked with salvia and cummings. Tomorrow was a work day, and in between
orgasms, I told her, "I've got to get a little sleep. I've got a presentation
tomorrow - well, today." We kissed and cuddled in each other's arms and
drifted off. I was awakened when I heard the school bus go by. Her hand found my
cock, which was semi-hard just because it was morning. It always seems to
get up with the sunrise. Kathy stroked it and began sucking me. "Hmmmm, I
taste good. Don't I?" she asked. "Sweetie, you taste just like a `savoy
truffle'. I could eat you all day, but then I'd have to get them all pulled out,"
 I replied. She sucked me until I came then I was keenly reminded of our
situation as she said, "Come on, Honey, you have to put your thing back on."
Once it was secured, she squirted some gel on my shoulders and rubbed it in
with her gloved hand. It had been a few weeks since Pat had locked my cock up
and she was right. Something had increased my sex drive because I was horny
all the time. It was hard to think at work. I don't know what was causing
it -- my daily sucking Kathy's dildo, her ass-fucking me, not being able to
fuck my wife, being under Pat's thumb, Kathy's new dominate role in our
relationship or the gel that my wife put on me. All I knew was I needed sex
every minute. I couldn't tell if my cock was getting bigger because it was
always locked up, but it was always straining at the device. My skin had
permanent creases from being continually pressed up against its confines. That night
when I arrived home, Pat was there with Kathy and some guy I'd never seen
before. Pat said to me, "Kathy told me about how much enjoyment you got from
watching Jim fuck her brains out, so I thought we could have some fun. This
is Henry. He and your wife will be our entertainment tonight. Now I want you
to sit in that chair. Don't move unless I tell you." That was the extent
of the introductions. No small talk just fucking. Pat looked at my wife and
said, "You can't get fucked with all those clothes on. Can you?" Kathy began
removing her clothes and soon she was naked in front of us. Henry's eyes
were ravishing my wife's image. Pat looked at Henry and said, "Well, what are
you waiting for?" Henry immediately began ripping off his attire. He was
about 6' 2" and built a with a big, hairy, broad chest, a thin waist, strong
hips and a nine inch cock that was about two inches thick and he wasn't
completely hard yet. He pulled Kathy into his arms and they began kissing. I
could tell Kathy was really getting into this because these were passionate
kisses -- very deep and sexual. Pat looked at me saying, "Get out of your
clothes. I want to watch your little cock squirm." I removed all my clothes and
sat back down to watch. I was getting excited watching. Henry's hands moved
to my wife's breast and began squeezing them really hard. She was enjoying
it, too. "Pinch her nipples hard. She loves that." Henry obliged. Kathy
moaned as her cunt dripped excitement down her legs. Her hand found Henry's
enlarging member as she began to coax it to full hardness. I was impressed with
his size and girth. My cock was minuscule in comparison. It didn't help that
Pat had sat down next to me and had started her mantra chant again, "Look at
how big his cock is. No wonder Kathy can't cum with your pitiful little
cock anymore. Your cock is so small maybe I should call it a clitty. I bet it
doesn't even fill her up. It just flops around inside her. I don't blame her
for needing a big cock like Henry's." Henry did have a nice looking cock
especially after it got hard. "Henry, come over here." He stopped directly
in front of us. Pat looked at me and said, "Well, I think Henry needs some
lubricating. You don't want him to rip your wife with a dry cock. Do you?"
What did she want me to do? Her hand soon was behind my head as she pushed me
toward his big, hard cock. Pat said, "C'mon, everyone here knows you want
to suck it, so don't pretend." She pushed me closer and my mouth
unconsciously opened and it was in my mouth just like the one that Kathy used except
his was warm and throbbing. I began sucking it like some kind of whore. Once
it was wet, Pat pulled my head back. "I want it wet. I don't you to suck him
off. Remember we're doing this for Kathy, not you." Henry threw my wife on
the sofa and began ramming his big sausage into her dripping cunt. She came
and came and came. I was entranced and aroused with what I saw, but my cock
wasn't hard. I began to realize that maybe I wanted to feel what Kathy was
experiencing and not Henry. Henry pulled out and blasted a huge cum load on
her face. You could barely see eyes. Pat looked at me saying, "Get over
there and clean her up." Amazing to me, I obeyed without any hesitation and
began lapping his cum off her face as she kissed me deeply and we both savored
his release. My cock was dripping. Pat noticed and said, "Well, Henry, I was
afraid of this. Look at his little clitty. It's dripping. You know what that
means." I didn't no idea what that meant, but I found out in ten seconds.
Henry had pulled me off of my wife's face and had my chest on the sofa as
his rejuvenated cock slammed into my ass. He was ripping me a new one,
literally. I couldn't help it but my cock was drooling like a dog salivating over a
bone -- Henry's bone. It was uncontrollable. My cock wasn't even hard, but
I was cumming and cumming. I'd never felt anything like that before. Kathy
was watching and encourage my brutalization, "Yeah, that's it; fuck him;
fuck him good. Push it all the way in. He likes it like that. Make his clitty
dribble. I want you to fill him up with your cum." Pat reaffirmed my wife's
comment, "Yes, he loves it. I've never seen a guy cum so hard with a cock
up his ass. Fuck him good, Henry" My mind was a confusing jumble of thoughts
like what is going on? Why do I like this? I need to be more assertive. I can
't. I've never felt so excited. I need to please Kathy and Pat. Why am I
enjoying having Kathy say the things she's saying? What the fuck is wrong
with me? Pat and Henry left and there was a big puddle of cum on the floor.
Kathy ordered, "You need to clean that up." I licked my cum off the floor. We
showered and went to bed. We went back to morning routine for another week
until Friday when Kathy reminded me, "Don't forget my mistress is coming
over tonight. We should be in for some fun!" During the day when my mind would
wander off, I would feel my cock locked up and remember how it used to be
with my wife and me -- sex maybe once a week, mostly missionary, no anal, cock
sucking but no cumming in the mouth or swallowing. Man we had come a long
way in the months since meeting Pat, but I wasn't sure we any better off with
this arrangement. My wife's pussy and my caged cock belonged to Pat. I was
bewildered as to how to change things and I wasn't sure if I could convince
Kathy that we needed to be a couple again -- not just Pat's subjects or
should I say slaves and I think I was a slave to both. I just didn't know what to
do. When I arrived home, I saw Pat's old car parked on the street, so I
knew she was there. As I entered the front door, I wondered if she had already
fucked my wife. I was surprised when they were both sitting at the candle
lit table with dinner ready. They both looked beautiful with their hair draped
on their shoulders. (Kathy had let her hair grow out as ordered.) They had
their `going out' make-up on and looked fantastic. They both were wearing
their best party dresses. "What's the occasion?" Pat answered, "This is our
six month anniversary. We thought it would be nice to celebrate and show
you how much we love you." I hadn't heard that word very much in the last six
months, at least, not in that context. Pat walked over to me and kissed me
with her tongue exploring my mouth. While kissing, she reached down and took
my hand and placed it on her breast. I could feel that there was only
fabric between her breast and my hand. It instinctively began to massage her
sufficient bosom and searched for her nipple. Kathy walked over and knelt beside
us and began running her hands up my pant leg toward my crotch. My cock
strained at the device. I hadn't been ever treated like this. Kathy stood up
and began kissing me too. Pat unzipped my pants and removed the key from
around her neck and said, "Kathy, unlock him." Once I was free, my wife slid her
hand lightly over the shaft and stroked my balls with her fingers. She
said, "Tonight is going to be special because we want to show you just how much
we love you." Pat chimed in, "We both appreciate all you do for us so much
and we want to make this a night you'll never forget." "Well, if this is
any indication, I'm sure I'll remember tonight for a long time." Pat said, "
Now that you gotten the appetizer and we have your attention, let's enjoy
dinner before playing, but let's put this back on before your cock starts to
think it deserves to be free again." We all took our seats at the table. Pat
to my right, my wife to the left and me at the head of the table for a
change. At that instant, any man would have gladly taken my place to be in the
company of two such beautiful women. After a delightful dinner with great
wine, good food and pleasant conversation, we all relocated to the sofa with Pat
on one side of me and my wife on the other. I felt like a normal person
just enjoying the companionship of two beautiful women. We had some more wine
and talked about the latest books we've read and where we wanted to go on
vacation when summer arrived. The doorbell rang, and Pat leapt off the sofa
saying, "You guys stay put. I'll get it." When she returned, she had two
good-looking big guys in tow. She introduced us to Mark and David. Pat said in a
sultry voice, "Why don't we all retire to your bedroom?" I had no idea what
she was up to, but I could only imagine it was something degrading. Pat
whispered something in Kathy's ear, which changed her expression from
excitement to wanton "Slut". I could see her start to drool with desire. My wife
looked my way and said, "Honey, take off your clothes and lay on the bed with
your head at the foot?" I asked, "What are these guys going to do?" Pat
replied, "I have something special in mind for both of you, so let's just go
with the flow and see how things develop. I know both of you will enjoy this."
Kathy looked my way as she batted her lovely eyelashes and said, "Please,
Sweetie, let's do this just this once to see if we like it." With some
hesitation, I replied, "Okay, just this once." But I had found out it was never
just once. After stripping, I laid down while everyone else removed their
clothing. Pat ordered my wife to straddle my face. As I looked up at Kathy's
beautiful pussy, I could see she was already damp with anticipation. Pat then
ordered me to begin licking her -- an order which found no resistance on my
part. I lapped away for a couple minutes. That's when Pat said to Mark, "
See if you can fill her up." Just then Kathy moved her legs in to clasp my
head between them like in a vice as she leaned forward to rest her head on my
crotch. My cock was straining at the device. Her ass had rolled up and was
presenting her cunt to Mark. His hand barely wrapped around his impressive ten
inch by two and a half inch cock. I'd never seen a cock so big. I lay there
looking up at Kathy's snatch as he rubbed his big head up and down her wet
slit. His head soon glistened with her juices. He circled it around her clit
and she moaned with acceptance. It stopped at the entrance to her pleasure
cave and I saw it start to disappear into her wetness. With each inch, my
wife's moaning got more guttural and passionate. His cock was half way in when
Pat ordered me, "Lick her clit!" I had to do it. Kathy started to cum and
her juices began flowing into my awaiting and anxious mouth. Mark pushed his
cock all the way in and Kathy came again. Pat barked another order at me, "
Watch it work her cunt." I lay there unable to turn my head and watched as
his cock disappeared into her pussy then reappeared soaked with her juices.
Each stroked was more effortless than the last as Kathy's lubricant eased its
way. I could see how hard he was. His veins were engorged with blood for my
wife's cunt. His nuts swayed back and forth with each stroke as they began
summoned up their reward. I knew he wanted her as badly as I did and he was
satisfying her, filling her with his big cock. Something mine couldn't do
anymore. I saw his nuts begin to tense and so did Pat. She shouted out, "Cum
on her pussy, not in it!" Pat had control over these guys as well because
Mark pulled out so just the tip was inside the entrance and his nuts pumped
their supply of cum at her throbbing pussy's entrance. Kathy's legs clamped
down on my head even harder so I couldn't move as Mark's cum dripped out and
on to my face. Kathy demanded, "Honey, lick it off me. That's it. Eat his
cum." My cock was about to bust its restraint. My wife's fragrance was
intoxicating and the sight I'd just witnessed had my passion at a super-charged
level. I swallowed the cum that had fallen on my lips and dove into my wife's
slit licking and slurping her cunt until all his cum was recovered. She sat
up and spread her lips and lowered her cunt to continue my lashing tongue.
I borrowed deep into her cunt searching for any drop of pre-cum that may
have been left behind. She came several times. Next it was David's turn; I
couldn't believe his cock was longer than Mark's. David began by sliding his
cock up and down my wife's slit before burying it to the hilt. Soon it gleamed
with her juices. I was surprised when he shoved it in my mouth and began
fucking it like it was his first. He pulled it out and rammed it back into
Kathy. She was cumming non-stop now as her juices flooded my mouth and over
David's cock. The sight of his cock bringing more pleasure to my wife than I
ever had caused me to start licking her clit to see if I could bring some
additional exhilaration. Soon I was licking his cock as it stroked her to more
orgasms. They tasted exquisite. I was relishing this immensely as my cock
tried to break its confines. I could see his nuts begin to tense. Just then, he
pulled out and began fucking my mouth, flooding it with blast after blast
of cum. I swallow like my life depended on it. I came when he thrust his
massive member down my throat. My cock cage was covered with cum as it twitched
to shoot out the last drops of explosive orgasm. By then Mark was ready for
round two. He pushed his cock into my mouth and fucked it until he was good
and wet with my saliva. He then pushed its head against Kathy's brown pucker
muscle and impaled her. He humped her ass with abandon. My wife was
screaming with pain and ecstasy. I was caught up in the frenzy as I began tunneling
into her cunt with my tongue. Mark came in her ass. Pat ordered, "Let him
eat it out." Kathy lowered it to my mouth as my tongue continued the assault
on her bung hole. It was salty and tart. I was so lost in the frenzy of the
moment that I began to force my tongue into the darkness that had been
stretched by Mark's huge cock. I think I found her appendix. Pat barked another
order at me, "Get on your knees and eat her!" Kathy flipped on her back,
pulled her legs up and I buried my face in her ass. I don't know about my wife,
but I was out of control with lust when I heard Pat say, "David, fuck him."
 I felt his head press against my ass and rip it as he buried it deep in
me. I lost my concentration on Kathy's ass as my head rose to scream with
pain. My scream was silenced with Mark's cock being thrust down my throat. Kathy
started licking and sucking his nuts. Soon she was licking his ass and
tongue fucking it. Never in my wildest dreams could I have ever imagined that my
wife would do that. David grabbed my hips and thrust deep into my ass. Mark
came in my mouth. My cock blew another load into its restraint as I
collapsed on the bed with cum dripping from every orifice. Pat and Kathy both
looked at me drenched in cum and said, "Happy anniversary! We thought you'd love
it. Guess we were right." They all got dressed and said, "Don't wait up
for us," as they headed out for a night of whatever with Dave and Mark.

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