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Sue & Bill's Sexual Adventure Ch. 01

By: Sir Edward



It is interesting to note, from the comments posted here and on other sexual chat rooms and bulletin boards, that there are a lot of people, mostly men, who simply do not believe that any of the kinky, wild sexual stories they read are real. 

Time after time, they comment that a supposedly true story is just some fantasy someone has made up. 

How sad for them. There are a few people who know that these things do happen. Not in a porno movie, but for real. And while many people want to keep their fantasies just that, there are others who make them happen. 

Bill and Sue are very real. They are a young couple in Maine. This is the true story of how I met them and what happened. It has little BDSM at the start, but I am a Dom. Be sure it will come with time. 

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There I was, in a video booth in Maine, fucking a pretty young wife while her husband watched, approvingly. 

When she came, in a climax that had the muscles of her cunt grabbing and releasing in a rhythm of pure carnal lust, she cried out in joy. And when she clung to me in the moments afterward, her head on my shoulder, she whispered: "That was my first one. My very first climax." I could not know if it was true, but certainly it was a thrill to hear. 

That was an exciting night, but it was only one of several in which I led Sue and her husband Bill into sexual adventures. 

It all began because, as usual, I was horny. On a trip to Augusta, I decided to skip supper and go to the First Amendment Book Store, a couple of miles out of town. It was about 6 in the evening when I arrived, a crisp fall day. 

I had been to the store dozens of times, usually by myself, but on a couple of occasions with a lady. You see, I am a dominant, and when a lady makes clear she wishes to play, then I make it clear I expect her to be a slut and not to even think about going anyplace with me unless she is willing to suck and fuck whoever I tell her, even if they are a stranger. 

I get a few turndowns, but a surprising number of women go along. They usually say something like "If it pleases you, sir," but most of them have already made clear to me in a number of ways that they have a secret desire to be treated as a real slut, if only for a weekend. 

And so I had taken women to the First Amendment and had them remove their clothing once inside a booth, then lean over and suck off a cock that came through a glory hole on one side, and then do the same to another cock from the other side. If they were slutty enough, I would even let these stranger's cocks fuck them. Several of these women had spent two or three hours sucking cock after cock, and loving it. 

On far fewer occasions, I had met a couple there who wanted to be watched, and on even fewer occasions had the pleasure of having my cock sucked. Only twice had I met a woman alone, both times in the early afternoon, and the clerk, who I knew well, had let them know I was willing to fuck them, and I had taken them into a booth and done just that. 

It had been many weeks since I had even been to the bookshop, however, and on this night I was not only alone but with no prospects for even a casual date anytime soon. What I really expected was to find no couples or women there, but to wind up in a booth alone jerking off to a porno flick while a guy or two watched through the glory holes. 

And after chatting with Jack at the counter, I paid my seven bucks and went back into the booth area. One did not put quarters in a slot here. For the entry fee, a customer could watch any of six straight or six gay films, or all of them. My interest was strictly in the straight ones. 

But despite my horniness, none of the films seemed to turn me on, even through I spent over a hour watching them, so I went back out front to the room with magazines, sex toys and rental videos and chatted with Jack some more. 

It was after 8 o'clock and I was thinking about leaving, my sperm unspent, when the door opened. I expect another guy to come in, but was pleasantly surprised to see a man and women enter. They looked younger than I did. I thought probably in their late 20's. They seemed slightly embarrassed, walking around the room looking at the covers on the videos and the sex toys, she whispering things to him and blushing, him replying in a slightly louder voice. 

The woman was the kind of short, slim blue-eyed blonde that would look good surfing or on roller skates. She wore a dress and, I thought, no bra. I could see the form of her nipples protruding. The man was taller, with dark hair and a slight beard. He looked like a young college professor. 

When the two of them paused beside the bulletin board where people posted written messages looking for some sort of sexual contact, I simply walked over to them. I was well dressed, in a suit and tie, and thought it was worth at least making contact. 

"Are you looking for anything special?" 

The woman actually jumped a little and turned to look at me. The man was more poised. "No, just reading these. Some of them are kind of wild." 

"Well," I replied, "The saying about different strokes certainly applies." 

"Yes," the man said. "In fact, this whole place is pretty wild." 

"Is it your first time here?" 

The man nodded. Then suddenly put out his hand. "I'm Bill. This is my wife Sue." 

"Ed," I replied, shaking his hand. I merely nodded to Sue. "I'm from Portland." 

"Well so are we." 

Then Sue spoke up. "I hope you aren't going to tell anyone you saw us here." 

"Certainly not," I assured her. "What happens in this place is very private. Beside, I don't know who you are, and if in the wildest stretch of imagination I ran into you in Portland I'd probably just say hello and keep my mouth shut." 

Sue seemed to relax. 

"Do you come here often," Bill asked. 

"Oh, a few times, but usually with a woman. They like to watch the movies." 

"What movies," Bill said. 

I motioned toward the other end of the store. "Behind that curtain a booths where you can watch X-rated movies." 

"And two people can go in?" Bill was intrigued. 

When I replied in the affirmative, he said they'd think about it and the two moved away and started looking at the sex toys on display. I figured that was it. But I did notice that the pair was conversing in low voices, apparently discussing something at considerable length. Then Bill and Sue came back over to me. 

"Do you think it is safe in there?" It was Sue who asked the question. I reassured her, and she went on: "Will you walk back there with us? You know your way around here and we'd feel much more comfortable." Then her face lit up in a smile. Boy, was she pretty! ` 

The conversation seemed to confirm what I was suspecting. Sue was a sweet little submissive. She may never have played any BDSM games, but she nevertheless was a submissive. And I also suspect that Bill was somewhat submissive, too…if not to his wife, then in other circumstances. 

As we walked through a curtain that hung before an open door, Bill and Sue were holding hands. I explained that all the booths on the right were straight, and that five of the six on the left were gay, while one of the booths on the left was, as I put it, for "extreme privacy" and was straight. I did not explain what extreme privacy meant, and they did not ask, but I knew that one booth did not have holes cut in the side. The others had "glory holes." 

Several men, perhaps four or five, stood around watching. All eyes were focused on this couple entering the video area. 

Since two or three of the booths were unoccupied with the doors open, I led them along the row, watching the flicks inside. When we got to one where a black man was vigorously fucking a white woman, Sue hung back and watched for several minutes, but made no comment. She was clinging to her husbands arm and studiously avoiding eye contact with any of the men loitering about. 

The next open door was to a booth where two women were providing oral satisfaction to a man with a very large prick. Sue and Bill stood watching and then she pulled him into the booth. She was about to shut the door when Bill put his hand out and stopped it from shutting all the way. He whispered something to her and then looked directly at me. He moved the door a little more open and he paused. His eyebrows raised in a questioning way. I smiled and moved to join them. Bill pushed the door more open to let me in and the three of us were in a booth together. The door was locked behind us. 

Sue looked at me and smiled. She took my hand and squeezed. 

"This is so naughty!" She exclaimed, then turned to watch the movie. 

For the next several minutes I just stood and watched as Bill snuggled up behind Sue, his hands rubbing her ass. She was still for awhile, then began to move her hips slightly in a circular motion, pushing her behind up to meet his caresses. 

I leaned over and told Bill to look down at the walls. The booths on each side were now occupied and through each glory hole a man was watching. Bill looked back at me and grinned. 

He continued to rub his wife's bottom, but now he was raised her dress as he did so. Before long he pushed the dress up, slowly, and I heard Sue issued a moan of approval. She had no panties on! I could see that firm little rear. Boy, did she have a nice ass! Next Bill put his hands on her hips and bent her forward. Sue reached out with her hands to place them on the walls and steadied herself. Now I could see her cunt, a cute and tantalizing pussy pushed out between her legs. 

She was still trying to watch the movie, her head raised as she bent over slightly, but when Bill put his hand on her cunt and squeezed, her head dropped and she breathlessly said: "Oh yes, honey." 

For quite a while Bill continued to play with her, teasing the pussy lips, using first one hand and then both, pulling them apart, stroking them. Never once did her touch her clit. He certainly knew how to tease and arouse a woman. Despite the highly erotic nature of the situation, he did not hurry. I could see, and hear, that Sue was wet, and getting wetter.` Then Bill raised Sue and turned her around. She closed her eyes as he lifted her dress. She did not resist, raising her arms to help him remove it. "I can't believe we're really doing this," Sue said, her eyes closed. I was correct, there was no bra. Her breasts were medium in size, very firm and pert, and the nipples were a bright pink. Standing out and hard now, they were remarkably large for such a small lady. They must have protruded a half inch or more. 

Bill immediately moved his head down and began licking one of those pink nipples. I waited. If they just wanted me to watch, I did not want to overstep. But Bill lifted his mouth off the nipples and turned to me. With a grin he motioned toward the other one. I did not wait and Sue was soon enjoying having a mouth on each nipple. She put a hand behind the head of each of us and held us to her breasts. She made a sound that sounded like purring. 

"Oh, yes. I always dreamed of this." I looked up to see her eyes open, watching us. Her body was not still. She was undulating in a sexy way that left no doubt that she was aroused and enjoying the attention. 

I placed a hand on her flat smooth stomach and began to rub gently. Gradually, as I continued to first lick, then suck, her nip ever so slightly with my teeth, my hand made circles that descended minutely with each downward movement. My hand came to within an inch of her public hair. Looking down I could see that Sue was a real blonde. Fine, whispy very light blonde hair, no darker than that on her head, made a patch above her clit. 

I kept my hand at the same level, not daring yet to put it on her clit or between her legs, although I badly wanted to grab a handful and squeeze her there, but using just my fingers tips traced back and forth along her lower stomach. 

"Hummm," she said, softly. "Hummm." 

After long minutes of teasing, I heard the word I wanted. "Oh, touch me. Touch me. I'm so hot!" 

My hand just brushed lightly over her clit and moved to her pussy lips. I rubbed them and then brushed her clit slightly once more. She jerked and said again "oh yes" and I moved my hand down again but this time pushed two fingers right into her cunt. 

Sue grunted and pushed back. Now her eyes were closed and she was clearly enjoying my attention. Bill moved back and sat down on the little bench that occupied one corner of the booth. I turned Sue slightly so that he had a good view of my hand working her. 

God she was so wet. 

"I can't believe I'm doing this. I can't believe I'm doing this," She said. "Oh my God I love it." And she rotated her hips and drove herself down on my fingers, which were moving inside her. 

Suddenly I stopped and Sue opened her eyes. She held himself still; two of my fingers buried deep up inside her. 

Her eyes, full of lust and passion, met mine. 

"I want you," she said to me. "I want you. I want you to take me, to fuck me." 

I moved her around toward the beach where Bill was sitting and motioned for him to get up. He did and I moved his wife toward the bench.

"Put your leg up," I said to her. She did, facing me with my fingers still buried inside her. She was much shorter than me, and it was not all that easy to do, but I was able to reach down, unzip my pants and take my hard prick out and, moving my fingers out of her and bending at the knees, slide up cock along her pussy lips. 

She wanted it and moved to try to maneuver the hard male tool inside her, but I resisted. I wanted her to be fully aroused, and I continued to tease, letting my cock stroke along the lips, between them, and even moving it to touch her clit with the now quite wet head of it, but not allowing it to slip inside her. 

"Ohhh. Nice, nice, nice," Sue said, her head thrown back, her body arched and moving in a rhythm. "Ohhh, please give it to me." Her voice was much louder now, and I knew that not only the men in the adjoining booths but anybody outside could hear her. 

"Oh, please, please. Fuck me. Fuck me while my husband watches!" 

With that I moved a hand to grasp my cock and in one quick, forceful motion buried it to the hilt inside her pussy, shoving it up inside her as far as it would go. 

"Hrummph," she grunted, and went wild. 

She began humping back and forth, up and down, making a guttural grunt with each thrust of her hips toward me. She certainly was hot, since it took only a minute or less before her voice raised to a higher pitch, her motions suddenly halted, although mine did not, and she screamed that she was cumming. She was absolutely motionless, except for a quivering inside her cunt, and yelled out "yes" over and over. For long moments she yelled and then gradually the volume of her voice decreased until she was merely whispering "yes." 

Her hands were on my shoulder, holding tight. After a few moments her eyes opened and she looked up at me. "Oh stay there. Please, please, keep it there. Keep it in me. Ohhhh, that is so nice, so good." 

I had slowed my strokes, but not stopped. Sue closed her eyes again and felt me stroking slowly in her. I just kept a slow, steady motion. I was convinced I could make her cum again, but I had no idea of what awaited us both. 

With her eyes closed, Sue for what seemed like a long time stayed still and let me stroke her. I had not looked at Bill, but saw now that he had knelt now and his face was close to her pussy, watching my cock fucking her. 

He looked up at me and grinned. 

I began to move a little faster and felt Sue respond. I had not said a word, but she was purring again. As I stroked my cock in and out of that tight, moist, hot cunt Sue thrust against me, first gently and as I continued, she began to move a little faster, but not much. 

Inside her pussy, I began to feel her muscles tightening, then releasing. 

"Oh my God," she said. "Oh my God." 

The contractions gradually increased, until her cunt was grabbing me at each downward thrust. I was careful not to go too fast, although I wanted to just pound her and cum. I needed now to release the sperm raging in my balls, but somehow I managed to control it. I realized she was going to have one of those hard, high climaxes and I wanted to make it really good for her. 

Sue was no longer purring. She was grunting with each hard contraction of her cunt muscles. 

"Oh God. What is that? What is that? Oh, oh, oh, God that is so good, so goddamn good." She was babbling on and on. "Ohh give it to me. Let me have your cum. Shot that juice into me." 

Still I held back and the muscle contractions continued, until she could no longer make a coherent statement but merely issued forth a kind of animalistic stream of moans and grunts. 

On and on it went. It has been a long time since a woman had cum so hard, so long, with me. This was one hot number, I thought, and that was the last clear thought I had for several moments as my cock began to swell and then jump inside her and I knew there was no way to hold back any longer. 

For me, it was one of those cums that begins at the base of the balls and you feel the fluid moving upward through the prick to explode out. 

The first rush of my cum spewed out into her cunt with extraordinary force and she felt it. She was able to say "oh, oh, oh" and her cunt clenched into a contraction that held and stayed. Tight as she was, the inside of her was so soft and wet that I was able to continue thrusting and cumming, over and over. What a load I dropped into her. As the fourth and fifth spurt of cum came out of me, it came with less force and now I could actually hear my hard prick — the squishing sound of a cunt full of cum being royally fucked. 

Sue now breathed, and I realized she had been holding her breath for a very long time. The hard contraction released and Sue's body seemed to crumble. I'm sure she would have fallen except that my hands were on her waist, holding her. As it was, her body slumped against me and her head dropped to rest of my shoulder. 

Her breathing continued labored. Her body, limp as it was, shook and quivered against me. 

Then she said something I never expected. 

With her head on my shoulder, she moved his lips next to my ear, and in the softest voice possible spoke to me. 

"That was the first time. The very first time. I've never cum like that in my life" 

Then she put her head back on my shoulder and rested it. 

Bill spoke aloud for the first time since we had all entered the booth. 

"That was incredible. Just beautiful." 

Still, Sue did not move. Bill, standing, just watched. Then Sue put her lips to my ear again. 

"I've read about it, but I thought it was a myth. I never knew anyone could cum like that. Thank you," she said, and then kissed my neck. 

After a few minutes of holding her my prick began to slip out of her. She felt it and gave a little sigh of regret. But when I pulled back, moving it completely out of her, she slipped down to kneel before my cum covered cock. She looked up at Bill. 

"Do you mind?" She asked. 

"Go ahead honey," Bill replied. "Nice girls clean it off. And I know you want to be a nice girl." 

Sue giggled and put her tongue out to lick up and down the softening cock. She took the head into her mouth and moved her tongue over it to lick up the white fluid there. 

It was more than I could take. The head of my prick is just too sensitive after I cum and I could not let her continue. When I moved it out of her mouth, she looked up and complained. 

"Oh don't take it away." 

"It's too sensitive," I said. 

"But I want more cum." 

I pointed down toward her cunt. "There is plenty between you legs." 

Grinning, she put her hand between her legs and came up with fingers covered with my cum. She licked each finger like a lollypop. 


Sue & Bill's Sexual Adventure Ch. 01



"Ummmm. Protein." Again she smiled. 

It took quite a few minutes for we three sexual adventurers to straighten out our clothing. I looked on both sides to see two pair of males still watching. None had slipped their cock through the glory holes.



Sue & Bill's Sexual Adventure Ch. 02



When my secretary told me shortly after 10 A.M. that a lady who would only identify herself as "Sue" was on the line, I was surprised. It had been barely 12 hours since I had spent a delightful evening in a video booth with Sue & Bill. Sure enough, it was the same Sue.

"Is this Ed?" Her voice was as sweet as honey. She sounded so nice and innocent.

"Yes, dear."

"I just had to speak with you. Is anybody there?"

"No, dear."

"Oh, Good. Well…."

"Go ahead."

It all came in a rush. "I just had to tell you how great last night was. My goodness that was fun. Do you have any idea how good you made me feel? Geezeus, I came, my god did I cum. I've never cum like that in my life. Did you know that? It was so dammed dirty and so dammed delicious! And Bill! Bill just loved it. We talked about it all the way home and then he fucked me again and said he loved every second of watching me get fucked by you. My goodness, but I came. Like never before. Did you realize what was happening to me?"

I paused a moment. "Yes, Sue. I was there, remember."

She laughed a little laugh that sounded like the tinkling of chimes.

"Yes, I guess you were!"

For the next couple of minutes we talked about the sexual misadventures she, her husband and I had shared at the bookstore the night before.

"I felt like such a slut, fucking a stranger while Bill watched. But I loved it."

"I know."

"Ed"

"Yes."

"I want to be a slut again. I'm so aroused I'm wet right now."

I merely gave a low, naughty laugh.

"No, I mean it. I want to meet you today. Now. I want to cum again like I did last night."

It took me a moment to reply.

"You mean with Bill?"

"No, I want to meet you alone. I want us to be real lovers."

I was quiet so long Sue finally called my name again. Still, I did not answer. She spoke again.

"Ed, did I say something wrong?"

"Yes. Yes, you did."

"Don't you want me?"

"Oh yes, I do. I want you very much. But not alone."

There was puzzlement in her voice. "Why? You don't want your own little subbie mistress? You know I'll do anything you want."

"Yes, I do know that, Sue. And I do want you. But I've got a lot of experience with cheating wives. You don't want to become one."

"But I already am. After all, I fucked you last night."

"That was different. And it was not cheating."

That began a long discussion about cheating, swinging, domination and other sexual matters. The upshot was that, despite the fact that my prick was hard even as I declined to meet her secretly, we came to the only conclusion that could possibly be right for all three of the adults involved.

As long as her husband was present, or if not present approved of her having sex with me or any other man, it was not cheating.

"You and Bill can have a unique marriage," I said. "You can very well have lots of sex with other men. You can be the biggest slut in the world. But if you do it together, plan it together, and never lie or keep secrets, you just may have a chance of keeping your marriage going.

"If you cheat on him and lie, then you have almost no chance of having a marriage that will last for very long. Even with openness, the path of sexual adventure you and Bill want is still fraught with danger. For some, it is worth the risk."

I did not tell her it was a risk I had taken in my own marriage. And lost. I was now an older, single man.

But I knew enough not to end the conversation on such a serious note.

"But, you know, Sue," I added. "I'm not sure you are a real slut at all."

In careful details, I told the sweet little wife of the things she would be expected to do the next time Bill and she and I all got together.

When I finished I told her to call me back after Bill got home that night.

It was shortly after lunch when the other shoe dropped.

"There is a man named Bill on the line. He won't give his last name."

I took the call.

"Ed, this is Bill. You met me and my wife last night."

"Of course, nice to hear from you so soon."

"Well, I debated all morning about whether I should call. That was really something, last night."

"It was delightful."

"I'd say it was thrilling," Bill said. "I always knew I like to see Sue with another man, but I always pictured it in Bed, with me sitting in a chair watching. But that was even nastier and better than I could imagine."

"Well, it was great for me, too."

"Would you like to do it again?" 

I didn't need to think about that one. "Yes, Bill. But you have to understand that I am going to be in control. You have to do exactly what I say."

"I don't want her hurt." He was quick with that comment.

"Oh, I respect limits," I said. "But it is a question of control. And we need to talk about that."

"O.K."

"When do you want to meet again? And where?"

"Tonight. In our home. She is so hot she wants to do it again and I think she'd have done it at seven this morning she was so hot."

I thought for a moment.

"No, not tonight. I want you to keep her well fucked for a couple of days. She needs to anticipate. It just adds to the excitement."

"O.K."

"And, Bill, how much has she said to you about being a slut?"

"Lots. It's amazing. Almost all night we talked about it. She wants to have someone. No she wants to have you tell her exactly what to do."

"And how do you feel about that, Bill."

"I'm O.K. with that."

"The control part or the slut part."

"Both. I'm willing to have you control things. And as far as the slut part, I'm incredibly turned on by it. I want her to tease and strut and do a lot more. Hell, I guess I might as well say it. I want her to suck and fuck anybody she likes as long as I watch."

"Well, Bill, that's fine. But there may be times when you won't be able to watch."

I heard a gasp. "You mean she'll go fuck guys and I'll have to wait to hear about it later?"

"Something like that."

"Oh, my god. That turns me on so much I'm ready to cum right in my pants. It's like one of those erotic stories I've read on the Internet. Yes, I want that, too."

"In time," I said. "We'll have to take it slowly. But Bill, I can lead you and Sue into absolute sexual perversion and you know it."

"Ah, yes. I feel that. But are you going to, like, charge us money?"

"No, No. Nothing like that. But you've started on a path of turning you sweet little innocent wife into a slut. Don't be surprised if you get what you wish for. And maybe some things you don't wish for. Do you really think you can take it?"

The reply from Bill began with a slow guttural moan. "Ohhhhh, yes, yes."

"And do you know what she wants, Bill?"

"Well, some of it. She doesn't really want to say out loud, I think, was she wants to do. But she must have said a dozen times last night that she wants to be a slut."

"Bill, she wants to suck cocks, lots of them. And she wants to be told she has to do that. And you are going to watch, aren't you Bill."

"Yes. Yes, I will."

"And she wants to be told to fuck other men. Not begged to do it, like you. But commanded to do it. And you are going to watch that, too, aren't you."

Bill's voice was now a low whisper. "Yes. I will."

And she wants to have two men fuck her at the same time."

"Yes, I know. I know."

"And, Bill, she wants to have a black man fuck her. She wants that very much."

There was quiet on the other end of the line.

"Bill," I said. "You have to answer me."

"Yes. I can do that. I can watch her with a black man. But what if his cock is really big."

"Oh, Bill, I'm going to make sure of that." Then I laughed again.

"But what if she likes big cocks so much she isn't satisfied with me anymore."

"That is a danger you take, my friend. But take it from me, your little wife is going to want every cock of any size and shape she can have. I wouldn't worry too much. Besides, just picture a huge black prick pushing those pouty little pussy lips aside and slipped in and out of her cunt!"

I heard him breathing very heavily on the other end of the line.

"Now call me back tonight." I gave him my home number and hung up.

It was not two minutes later when my office door opened and my secretary, Charlotte, walked in with a silly grim on her face."

"You listened," I said.

"Yes, of course," and she plopped herself down in a chair facing me. "So you have another couple of educate and play with, huh? And you're gonna play the dom again?"

"Looks like it."

"And you've already done her?"

"Last night, with him watching."

"Ohhhh, how nice." With a wicked smile she continued. "And I suppose you're hard just thinking about it now."

"Yes."

"And I suppose you want to bury it inside my cunt?"

"Yes."

Charlotte, at 40 still a very lovely woman who dressed and acted like a member of a strict religious sect, pulled up her. The unshaven public hair was visible through the thin, sheer, lacy white panties.

"And you want me to bend over the desk with my rear in the air so you can pull my panties aside and just fuck me?"

"Are you wet?"

"Oh, Yes. Just listen."

The sound of her fingers in her pussy left no doubt.

"Lock the door," I said.

"Oh, honey, I locked it when I came in."

I wish I could say I lasted a long time and made her cum a lot. The truth is, I gave her a hard, fast fuck and after I cam she nicely cleaned me off with her mouth, thanked me, and we both felt better for the rest of the workday.

It was just after seven that evening when my phone at home rang. I let it ring several times before I picked it up.

As expect, it was Bill.

"Ed," he said. "Sue wants to talk with you."

"Put her on."

"Ohhh, I've been dying all day to talk with you."

"Yes, I understand, little one. But first, has Bill fucked you yet today?"

"Yes, Once this morning before work and again when he got home."

"So he is enjoying the idea of you being a slut?"

"Oh yes. He got hard again as soon as I told him I wanted to talk with you. He said you told him not to call until tonight. It this too early?"

"No," I told her. 

"Well can you come over and fuck me tonight. Bill really wants you to."

"And what about you, Suzie-Q. Do you want me to fuck you?"

"Yes. Yes. I do. I want you."

"Well, dear, that may happen. But not tonight."

She stopped talking and before long I realized she was crying.

"Stop that!" I took a very firm tone.

"I'm sorry. I will, I will. Just give me a moment."

I waited.

"Now listen to me Sue. We will meet when I say, and not before. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Yes, what."

"I don't understand?"

"I am Sir to you. When you answer me you show the proper respect. If it is "yes," then you say "Yes, Sir". Got it?"

"Yes. Yes, Sir."

"Is Bill listening in?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Bill," I said. "You may listen now. But in the future, you let Sue speak with me privately, unless I ask you to join."

"I understand," he said, and then added: "Sir."

I went on to explain to Sue that she had a lot to learn. That she had the signs of a good submissive and a good slut, but that she needed training and she needed to prove himself. I could hear her breathing, but she did not interrupt.

"This coming Friday or Saturday afternoon and evening we will meet again," I told her.

"O.K. But Bill's brother is supposed to come over Friday night," Sue said.

"I will let you know soon enough which day. And if it is Friday, then you will have to cancel that and come to me. I will except no excuses, unless you are ill."

"Yes, Sir." Sue said, then added. "But what will I be doing?"

"Ah, my dear, you will seldom know that in advance. Let us just say that you need extensive training in being a good submissive, as well as in being a slut. I will lead you, and you will never know what awaits."

"I like that," Sue said.

"Of course," I replied. "I will speak with you again soon."

And with that I abruptly hung up the phone.



Sue & Bill's Sexual Adventure Ch. 03



Chapter 3 : "Do As I Say"

"Is it wrong for me to call you?"

Bill was on the line. It was Thursday afternoon. 

"It's just that if you want Sue and I to play tomorrow night, I have to call off my brother. He is planning to come over for supper."

"Bill, you can call me anytime. And we are going to play on Saturday, beginning in mid-afternoon. I'll give you precise instructions on Saturday morning."

As usual, I did not wait for him to reply before hanging up. After all, both Bill and his lovely little wife, Sue, were novice subs. I could be reasonably polite, but they had to know I was in charge. Like the Boss who doesn't wait for an underling.

I had meet the young couple, both in their late 20's, only the weekend before, when Sue and I had fucked in a video booth while Bill watched. Now we were to have another sexual adventure, and it was up to me to plan it.

There were a lot of things possible; both needed extensive training. But for the moment I knew the adventure of the booth was fresh on their minds, and decided to wait for a real BDSM session and instead to concentrate on control, and on kinky sex.

I rang them shortly after 10 AM on Saturday. Bill answered, and I told him to put Sue on the line.

"Hi." Just one word from her had me aroused, remembering that voice crying out in passion.

"Sue, did Bill take good care of you this week, sexually?"

"Oh yes sir. He did."

"How often did he fuck you?"

"Every day. Twice yesterday."

`"And are you ready to meet me again, both of you?"

"Yes. Yes, sir."

"Any second thoughts. Now is the time to express them."

"No. None, sir."

"You know that I am going to direct you to do sexual things. Kinky sexual things."

"Yes. I want that. Bill wants that."

"I'm not sure you understand, young lady. If you meet me today, you are going to fuck whomever I say, and suck whomever I say, and do anything I say anyplace I say."

"But you said you respect limits, sir."

I paused. "And what are the limits."

"I don't think I want pain, Sir. Maybe a little, but I am afraid of too much pain."

"Agreed, little one. Anything else."

"Well, Bill has a good job and I am active in charity work around Portland. I'm not sure we could do anything that would expose us publicly."

"That is understood, Sue. Now anything else?"

She was quiet. In the background I heard Bill say: "That's enough, Sue. That's all we want to feel safe about."

"No, nothing else," Sue said. "May I call you master?"

"No, dear. I am not your master, or Bills. But I will instruct you."

"O.K."

I told her how to dress and where the two should meet me. It was the same place we had meet by accident a week earlier – the First Amendment Bookstore near Augusta`, Maine.

It was shortly after 3 P.M. when I drove into the parking lot, swinging around behind the fence so the car wouldn't be seen from the highway. As instructed, they were waiting, sitting in their car.

Both waved at me as I drove up and got out to meet me.

God, Sue looked beautiful in the daytime. A short little blonde, long hair below her shoulders, blue flashing eyes, and a trim little figure. Well, her tits were not that little. Bill was dressed in a business suit, with a tie.

"Sue, I told you not to wear any undergarments. Did you obey?"

For an answer Sue smiled and, looking around to make sure no one could see, raised her skirt. When it got to her pussy, it was unclad.

"Good, now put that down."

I turned to Bill.

"We are going inside, Bill. But I want you to wait in the car exactly ten minutes. Then you can come in."

"But how will I know which booth you are in," he said in something of a panic.

"You look through the crack in the door. If and when you are certain which booth we are in, you may knock twice, and only twice. If you choose the wrong booth, you'll have to go outside for another ten minutes. You understand?"

He just nodded and crawled back into the front seat. His expression gave no indication of his emotions, but I am sure they were mixed.

Inside, I told Sue to go over and look at the dildos. While she went to the other side of the store, I spoke softly with Jack, the owner who was at the desk that afternoon. I was very much on his good side since I had brought him some pussy on more than one occasion.

"Jack, there is a guy in a brown suit with a brown and blue tie outside. He'll come in here in about ten minutes. Don't let him go back to the booths."

"What do I tell him?" Jack said.

"Just tell him it is too crowded and fire regulations mean he cannot go in. No matter how many guys come out, don't let him go in."

"And if he makes a fuss?"

"He won't Jack. He won't, believe me."

Sue and I weren't in the booth 15 seconds before I spun her around and kissed her.

She melted in my arms, surrendering completely, her body pressed against mine, her mouth hungrily devouring me. She drew her mouth away and said, in a low and breathless voice: "Are you going to fuck me, sir? Are you going to make me cum that way again?"

I did not bother to reply but simply took the shoulders of her thin dress and pulled it upward. She wiggled as I removed it and then stood naked before me. My, what a morsel! I stepped back and unzipped by fly. Her hands reached to help me but I smacked at them. "You wait until I tell you to touch it, miss!"

She stepped back and I withdrew my cock, now quite erect, from inside my pants.

"Get on your knees and suck it."

"Oh thank you, sir," was all she said before dropping to her knees. She did not lick around the head or tease. She was already aroused and she wanted my cock in her mouth. And she went down on it like a stone falling from the sky. Two, three, four dips of her sweet hot mouth and with the next one she buried it down her throat.

For the next ten minutes, I just stood there, letting sweet little Sue enjoying sucking my cock. On each side of us there was a man looking though the glory hole in the wall. She was such a nice cocksucker. Another man's wife who really was hungry for sexual adventure and especially with me. She treated that cock like it was an honor to suck it.

Outside, in the hallway, I heard men talking. A knock came…but on the door next to us. When I opened our door, Bill stood nearby, but not at the door he should have been. Four or five other men in the hallway could see into our booth. What they saw was a naked young wife on her knees greedily sucking on a cock. Bill moved quickly toward our door, but I spoke sharply: "You know to go back out now," I said, and shut the door.

Sue, who had not stopped slurping on my hard member, looked up. Her eyes twinkled. She was enjoying this.

I looked down toward the glory hole on the left and saw a man crouched down, peering into our booth. I made a subtle move with my hand. He understood, and within a few moments his prick came through the hole.

It was semi-hard, but I knew a way to make certain it hardened much more.

I put a hand on Sue's head and gently pulled her off my cock. She looked up, puzzled, waiting.

I pointed to the cock sticking into our booth.

Her bright eyes widened.

"You want me to…." She almost couldn't say it. "You want me to touch it."

"Oh, Suzi-Q, you'll do a lot more than touch it. You lean over and suck that cock. And you do it now!"

I knew that something within her told Sue not to do it. A strange cock, and she had no idea who the man was. She turned slowly, on her knees still, and placed one hand under the cock. Squeezing it gently in her hand, she looked at it.

"Now, Sue. You put your pretty little mouth on that cock and suck him!"

Still, she did it slowly, moving in slow motion to bring her mouth closer to the tip of the cock. Her tongue moved to touch it, and then lick the head two or three times.

Then she turned to look up at me. I knew she wanted to say something.

"Now, Sue. Or this is all over."

Instantly she turned her head back and placed her mouth over the man's penis.

He didn't last five minutes. After an initial reluctance, Sue attacked the cock like it was her first meal in weeks. Licking it, moving her lovely mouth up and down, twisting as she did so, and she must have realized when he was getting close to a climax.

She had said she wanted to be a slut, and she proved it. I heard a male voice say "I'm about to cum," but Sue did not stop. Her head continued to bob up and down, only faster, and then suddenly she stopped, holding her head completely still. I wasn't completely sure he was shooting cum into her mouth until I heard Sue moaning in approval, and not quietly. "Ummmm, Ummmmm, Ummmm," she said, as if savoring every fresh spurt into her mouth.

She held her mouth there for quite a while, and then she moved it away, letting the cock slide out, she used her tongue to lick up the last of the cum on the head.

Her body was shaking and she reached a hand toward me.

"I need to stand up for a moment, Please, sir."

He helped her up. She stood with her hands on my shoulders, looking into my eyes.

Her eyes were smoldering. I put one hand between her legs and found what I expect: She was extremely wet. Sue started to move her ass, pushing her pussy against my hand, but I moved it away.

"Ohhh, haven't I been a good slut?"

"Yes. But we are only starting. You are going to suck more cocks before we leave this booth."

Her hand reached down to clasp my member, still hard and still sticking out of my pants.

"This is the one I really want."

I laughed. "You have to earn that privilege, Suzi."

Just then another knock came. This one was correctly placed on our door. Two short raps. I opened the door slightly. Bill stood there, looking flushed. "Can I come in now?" he pleaded. I opened the door wider, and he stepped inside.

Sue was there nude, holding my cock in her hand. Her lipstick was smeared.

"Have you two been having fun," he asked.

"Oh yes, honey," his wife replied, then kissed him full on the lips. She and I knew she had taken a mouthful of cum only minutes earlier, but Bill did not. When the kiss ended, Bill looked at her in a quizzical manner. She gave a little laugh.

"Yes, honey. That's another man's cum you taste."

Bill did not even reply but moved to kiss her again, and I could see his tongue moving in and out of her mouth, heated, passionately, sampling the strange taste.

When he pulled back Sue spoke again.

"Oh, you like that, do you? I just sucked off a cock through the wall, honey. I don't even know who he was, but boy, he sure came a lot."

"I wish I could have seen that," Bill said, grabbing his crotch through his pants.

I spoke up. "Well, you can, Bill." I looked in Sue's eyes. "Look on the other side." She did, and saw another cock.

This time she did not hesitate. Like the good slut she was becoming, Sue bent over and placed her mouth completely around the very hard cock sticking into our booth. Unlike the first time, she did not kneel, and as she sucked she moved her ass around slowly. Her legs were squeezed together, and her pert, wet pussy stuck out in back.

"God, I want to fuck her now," Bill said. "Can I fuck my wife now, Ed?"

He was taking his cock out. Like me, he did not lower his pants but just unzipped and pulled it out…not without some difficulty since it was hard.

"Wait, Bill. In a minute."

I moved behind Sue and guided my prick toward her pussy lips, one hand on her hip. She was so wet it just glided right into her and I pushed it deeply inside. She moaned her approval.

But instead of fucking her, I left it there....pushing into her. Then, maybe 20 seconds after I put it in her, I suddenly pulled it out. Her mouth opened around the cock she was sucking and she gave a gasp.

I stepped back and turned to Bill.

"You may take her now," I said.

Bill, who had been pulling on his prick while watching his young wife sucking one cock while another was in her pussy, moved quickly. He placed both hands on her hips and let his cock search for the opening. It was a position they must have done often because he was right on target, and the cock slide right between the now open lips and into her.

He did not hold it still. Within seconds he was pounding her. It was clear that he was highly aroused. I did not think he would hold it for long, and thought about telling him to take it out. But Sue was moving her ass back and forth to meet each thrust from her husband and I was enjoying the view.

Bill's face was tightened in a wicked grimace. For a minute or two he kept pounding her, and then, his faced scrunched up, he turned to look toward me. And he kept looking at me until his eyes suddenly closed and he said "oh, geezus" and his body bucked.

"Ugh, Ugh, Ugh," came from Sue, her lips still wrapped around a cock, as Bill came in her.

Her mouth must have gone into overtime. Bill was bent over her, breathing heavily, holding on to her now for support, as she drew her mouth back slightly, still holding the cock with one hand. It jerked and shot a stream of cum that easily crossed the inch or less and into her now open mouth.

She looked at the cock as it jerked and spewed forth a thick wad of white fluid, and before his second spurt could issue her mouth went back down to encase it and she moved up and down on it slowly.

Her soft sweet moans left no doubt that she loved feeling this stranger shoot his load into her mouth. After a few moments, she lifted her head and watched as a last globule of his cum came out of the hole in his prick. Then she leaned over to taste it, then lick it, then lick up and down the shaft.

That was when I saw that it probably was an eight inch member. She had taken it with easy, and quite apparently great joy.

She continued to lick the cock for long moments, still holding it, until the unknown man slowly withdrew it back threw the hole.

She, who had had one hand placed on the wall to steady herself, placed the other one there. Bill raised off of her. From the booth where the man has just stuck his prick through the wall came a loud whisper. "Thank you."

Sue giggled. "You're welcome," she replied.

Bill stood and turned to me. He was breathing easier now.

"That was great" he said.

I had been gently stroking my cock, and I continued to do so, but moved to help Sue stand. She put her arms around me, then moved one arm to place it around her husband and pulled us close to her.

She said nothing, her head buried between our shoulders.

Bill apparently had been thinking ahead. From one pocket he took out some tissues and wiped off his cock.

There was a bench in one corner of the booth. I moved Sue so she could sit on it. To my surprise, she hesitated, then took her dress, which had been crumpled in one corner of the booth, and placed on the bench before she placed her bottom there.

"Don't know who's sat there," she explained.

Ah, women. She had just sucked two strange cocks but was too prim to place her ass on a piece of wood that someone might have sat on earlier.

As she looked up at me, I smiled.

"You are becoming a good little slut, Sue."

"Thank you, sir."

Then I turned toward Bill. "Let's you and I go outside," I said. "I want to smoke my pipe."

"You're leaving me here alone," said Sue.

"Yes, Sue," I replied. "But you are perfectly safe. Just keep the door locked."

She looked concerned, but nodded in agreement.

"And Sue."

"Yes."

"You are to suck any cock that comes threw either hole."

She seemed about to protest, but stopped before speaking.

"You do understand?"

"Yes, Sir," she said. "But…"

"But what?"

"What it is a, uh, a stinky one?"

I thought for a few moments. "O.K., Sue. I can understand how that might be a problem. But if you get a cock that smells really bad, you still have to give him a hand job."

She again nodded "O.K."

Bill had gotten soft and placed his prick back in his pants. I was still hard, but managed to put my cock again, too, only it made a very noticeable bulge. I really didn't care, After all, we were at an adult book store.

Bill didn't say anything until we were outside, standing on the small front stoop. Cars passed by a few yards away and could easily see us. I took a pipe out of my pocket, filled it with Borkum Riff tobacco, and lit it.

"How do you feel about this now, Bill?" I asked.

"Great," Bill replied. "I love it."

For quite a while, maybe 15 minutes or more, Bill and I stood chatting about his wife and the path of submissive she, and he, were taking. Inside, we could not know what was going on. Sue was alone in the booth, and I felt reasonably certain she was being offered more cocks to suck.

At one point Bill had been quiet for awhile, me simply puffing on my pipe, when he spoke up.

"Ed," he said, looking directly at me. "There is one thing I really want to see."

I smiled. "You want to see Sue in a bed, with another man. You want to sit in a chair or stand near her watching."

His eyes opened wide. "Yes, that is just it. Don't misunderstand me. This is thrilling. More thrilling than I ever expected. But my fantasies over the last couple of years was fixed in a bedroom. I really want to see that." He paused and I did not answer. "Is that too much, sir? Am I speaking out of turn?"

"Of course not, Bill. I understand that. That was a fantasy of mine about a woman I loved dearly. It took me five years before it happened, and I was hidden in a closet, watching. It was more wonderful than I can even describe."

"I don't think I want to be hidden," Bill said.

"You will be wherever I say, if you want me to set it up."

"Yes. I understand."

"But you don't need me, Bill. You know she is stunning. You can take her to any hotel bar and pick up a willing male."

He nodded. "Maybe. Yes. But I really do think we need you. It is your commanding manner than seems to release Sue to be the slut I want her to be."

I knew that what Bill said was true. I decided to reward him with a little advance knowledge.

"Bill, it is still early. We have all of tonight. Trust me, we are going to wind up in a hotel room not far from here. You'll get your wish."

He just grinned.

When we finally walked back into the store Bill started to walk toward the booth area, but I stopped him. I knew it was killing him not to be able to see what Sue was doing, but I wanted him to have to have to wait. We looked at several toys. One of them puzzled him - a butterfly. I explained it fit over the pubic area of a woman and provided stimulation to her clit.

"Since most women cum mostly from clitoral stimulation, it is a very nice thing for them."

But I placed it back on the shelf, and taking his arm guided Bill back to the video booths. We paused before the door and I told him to wait and try to look in. I showed him the small crack along the side of the door, where it was hinged. "Ohh, I can't see much but she is on her knees," Bill said. I pulled him away and looked. Sure enough, you could see that Sue was again sucking a cock.

We must have come back late in this particular blowjob, because before long Sue stood up.

Bill reached for the door to knock on it but I shook my head, and he stopped.

After awhile a man came out of the booth next to Sue. He was the one she had just finished sucking. He looked surprised to see us, then puzzled, but moved away with speaking.

I guided Bill into the booth the man had just left, the one next to Sue, and we both knelt down to look it. We could both see her, and she now was kneeling before the other wall. All we could see was the view from behind her..but she was still naked and her back and ass were moving, and her head was moving up and down. There was no doubt; she was giving yet another blowjob.

I moved aside so Bill could get a better look, then knelt down and told him" "Stay here."




Sue & Bill's Sexual Adventure Ch. 03



I left the booth and moved to the door in front of the one Sue was in, and rapped twice.

"Who is it?" she said.

"Ed."

The latch was pulled back and I entered. The man she had been sucking had withdrawn his cock.

She moved to press against me and I stroked her head.

"Are you being a nasty little cocksucker, Sue?"

"Yes sir."

"How many cocks have you sucked while we were out?"

"Three who came, sir, and one more that took it away when you knocked, sir."

"And did you swallow their cum, dear?"

"Yes, every one. Sir."

"And did you like having men cum in your mouth?"

"Yes, Sir. And I'd like some more, Sir. I want to suck lots of cocks, sir. That is, with your permission."

"Oh not my permission, little one. My insistence. Now go back down ask beg the man to put his cock back threw the hole."

I knew Bill was watching. He had heard every word, and now he heard his wife stoop over and speak into the next booth. "Please put it back," she said, and the cock came through the glory hole.

I stood and watched as she gave another beautiful blowjob, taking, if my count was right, her sixth load of cum and again swallowing it.

When she finished the stood up and licked her lips.

I placed one of her hands on my cock, again out of my pants, and kissed her on the cheek as she played with me.

"Will you fuck me, Sir?" she whispered. "I need it. I want you to make me cum like you did last time."

"No," I told her sharply. I heard a sharp intake of breath from her.

"Sue, I want you to suck me. I want you to take me in your mouth and make me cum, you little cum slut, but I want it slow."

"Yes, sir," she said, and started to kneel down.

But I stopped her. "No, baby, bend over and do it."

She had no idea what awaited her.

As she began to lick and suck on me, I gently maneuvered her body, turning it slightly, and began to push her naked body back toward the booth where I knew Bill was watching.

When she realized I was moving her so that her cunt would be against the hole, she started to resist. "Nooo, Nooo," she said, lifted he mouth off of my cock.

I swiftly shifted my hips forward and drove my cock back into her mouth.

"Oh yes, my little cum slut. You will fuck anytime and anyplace I tell you. Now get that wet cunt against the hole."

Sue moaned but did as she was told.

I saw Bill's tongue sneak out as her ass moved toward the hole. Soon she was pressed hard against the wall. Still she continued to suck on me.

It went on and on. Sue has listened, and she was doing it slowly. I could only guess that her mouth was sore and tired now, but I wanted a good blowjob from her.

I hoped that Bill would rise and fuck her threw the hole, but I could not tell if his mouth or his prick was working her pussy now.

In a voice loud enough for anyone outside to hear, I issued a command: "Fuck her. Fuck her, buddy."

Sue looked up at me and stopped sucking for a moment.

"He is," she said, and her naked body, glistening with sweat, shuttered. She had no idea that it was her own husband plowing her cunt, only that some man was fucking her through a hole in the wall as she sucked the man she had surrendered control to.

`As the minutes went by, I could tell that Bill was fucking her harder and faster. Soon the sound of a body slamming against the wall could be heard. It was loud, and I was sure that anybody in the hall, or maybe even out in the store, could hear the loud banging as Bill began to wildly fuck his wife.

Sue tried to keep sucking on me, but from time to time lifted her head off, dropping it down and moaning, or saying "yes, yes" between gasps of breath. She would put her mouth back on me and move it up and down, or twist her mouth around as she sucked on me, but before long she could not even do that.

Her head moved off of me. One hand still gripped my cock and she seemed to unconsciously grip it harder.

"Oh yes, oh yes," she said. Then she shouted it. "Oh yes. God, it is so good. God, fuck me."

And her body began to shake and quiver.

The banging against the wall was so hard that the wall shook. There were three, four hard bangs, each with more time between them. Bill was cumming, thrusting hard.

"Yes," I heard Sue say. "More, More, More."

But Bill was already slowing down. He was either exhausted or just did not understand.

"Ughhhhhhhh," I heard Sue moan.

Gently I lifted her up, then moved her hand away from the iron grip she had on my cock. Her eyes were glazed with lust and her body still trembling. I did not speak but turned her around. With one hand I buckled my belt, undid the pants and let them fall to the floor. Next the shorts were moved to rest around my ankles.

I looked down to see the white spunk that Bill had deposited seeping back out of her. Good, that was nasty…and beautiful.

When I slide my cock into her pussy, the sperm and her juices there felt wonderful. I knew it was not necessary to tease..but still I did so. After dipping deep into her, I pulled it out so only the tip of my prick was between her pussy lips. I fucked her in quick, short strokes…then slowed but did not put any more inside her.

"Ohhhhh, please, please," She said.

But still I teased, until suddenly I jammed the entire length into her and felt her body buck and respond. This time, I knew I was not going to be able to back off or to hold off from shooting, but she had` been so primed that her body was doing just what was needed.

Her cunt clutched and released, clutched and released again and again, in time to my thrusts.

"Oh, God. It's doing it. It's doing it," she shouted. "Oh my god, it's doing it on its own. Ohhhh. God."

I am not sure I had any way of controlling it, but just as I lost it, as the first spurt of cum roared up the length of my prick and out the slit at the top to pour into her white hot cunt, her pussy clutched and held and Sue babbled and held still and babbled more in a language of grunts and moans.

My hands on her hips, it was now me that bend over her, spent, holding on so I did not fall to the ground. Sue had placed her hands on the wall and now leaned toward it, her head resting on it, her breath coming heavily.

Her cunt muscles had released as I shot into her, and now her moans were more intelligible. "Ahhhhh, waves. Waves all through me," she said. "Ahhhhh. Such sweet waves."

I stayed in her, resting on her as she rested on the wall for support, and looked toward the hole in the wall. Bill was looking up at me, grinning like crazy.

My goodness, I thought, this is going to be a lot of fun.

But I was not actually thinking about what else I was going to make Sue and Bill do. I was trying to catch my breath, keep my legs from collapsing under me, and figure out how I could possibly move.



Sue & Bill's Sexual Adventure Ch. 04



It is recommended that the reader read the first chapters of the Sue & Bill stories. They are a real couple, and these are real events.

It was long minutes after both her husband and I had filled her cunt with hot sticky cum that Sue seemed to recover a bit.

She had apparently climaxed in much the same way she had in the booth with me on our previous visit – a truly clutching climax and one that had taken over her body and continued on its own. I motioned for Bill to leave his booth and join us, and when he did his prick was still exposed.

"Sue, lean over and clean off your husband. He just fucked you through the hole."

A slight smile came over her. "I didn't know," she said. Then she dropped to her knees and licked him clean. When she finished, she rose and kissed me. "Shall I clean you too, sir?"

I merely nodded, and in seconds felt her silken tongue cleaning off the cum that remained there.

For awhile we just stayed in the booth. Bill held Sue , both standing, as I sat on the bench. Sue reached out to hold my hand as she kissed her husband, then leaned over to kiss me. The taste of cum remained in her sweet mouth from the several blow jobs she had given. I loved it, and I knew Bill did as well.

Her body glistened with sweat, and some of the cum still was caked on her face. The sweet little innocent wife looked very much like a succulent slut.

"Do you like being a slut, Sue?" I knew the answer to my question but wanted to hear it from her.

"Oh yes, Sir." Her eyes were bright and wide. "I never dreamed I would love it sooo much. May I continue to be slutty, Sir?"

"Yes," I told her, "But not here. That is all for the booth today. We have someplace else to go."

Sue asked where but I did not bother to answer. Finally we were all clothed again. There were still men placing their cocks through the glory holes, but we ignored them and left the booth. Several men hovered in the hallway and watched as we left. I as sure some of them had watched through the crack in the doorway, and most probably there was one or two that Suzie had sucked off. But I had discovered that most men left the area soon after getting off, and I could not be sure.

We walked rapidly through the store and outside to our cars. It was still light. "Follow me," I said to Bill. It was only a few miles away, in Augusta, where I had earlier reserved a room. The motel was large, with a lounge. I checked in alone, but told the clerk I needed two keys. She did not ask why.

"Oh this is nice," said Bill as the three of us entered the room.

"Yes," Sue added.

Both knew enough not to ask any questions. But I knew they were wondering. Did I have someone else coming to meet us? A man, a woman? More than one person?

I merely told them both to clean up and change into the other clothes they had brought with them. I made Sue take a shower first, with the bathroom door open and the shower curtail not pulled, so that Bill and I could watch her. She seemed not unpleased to be displaying herself and while she toweled dry she kept glancing at us and smiling.

When it was Bill's turn to shower I made him close the door and took the nude Sue into the bed and merely held her, telling her over and over how beautiful she was and what a good subbie she was becoming. I whispered to her to tell me how she felt in the booth.

"Oh Sir, it was wonderful, truly wonderful. I felt so released. I wanted to please you so much, and of course a part of it was for me, too," she said.

"It was so dirty and nasty to be naked in that booth with strange cocks pushing through the holes. Each one was different. And I wanted every one of them in my mouth, to taste them and suck them and make them cum.

"Most of them came quickly. Too quickly. I love to suck cock, you know, Sir Edward. I truly love it. And I like it to go on for awhile, so I can lick and tease and take it down my throat and then feel them become more and more aroused until I feel the cock swell in my mouth and I know I am going to get fed a nice load of cum.

"One of them was only slightly hard when I started, and I'm sure I tasted cum on him. He must have cum before, maybe watching me. Anyway, it took a little while to get him hard and when he did his cock was really long. I could hardly get the whole thing down my throat, but after awhile I managed. When he shot off it was deep in my mouth and the first spurt went right down my throat. I almost came right then.

"I pulled back and tasted his cum as he continued to shoot. It was a strong, bitter taste. I didn't like the taste so much but I liked the fact that it was nasty stuff hitting my tongue. It made it dirtier somehow, and better than some of the others, who were sweeter. Their cum was sweeter.

"And one other guy took a nice long time to cum. He was the only one who talked to me all the time I was sucking him. He kept telling me how nice it was, and at one point he pulled his cock back and placed his balls in the holes and told me to lick them."

She was cradled in my arms, her breast resting against me, that lovely innocent face turned up and relating how she sucked cock much as she would tell a story about any other topic.

"His cock wasn't the longest, but it was big around and it stretched my mouth. I liked that, too. The head was big and purple and he had thick veins along his shaft. That one was the most fun, 'cause it was shaped so nice and he took his time.

"When he came I did have a little climax. Not like I have with you sir, but like I have with Bill. Softer, Still very nice. I came just when he pulled his cock out of my mouth." She said this with a toss of her hair and a look of pure innocence. It made the outrageous thing she was describing even more delicious.

By that time Bill had showered and toweled dry. He opened the bathroom door to see his sweet wife cuddling on the bed with me. He smiled.

"Sue always told me she liked older men," he said. I was reminded that Sue was young enough to be my daughter, but I felt no guilt or embarrassment. Bill crawled in on the other side and we had Sue in the middle. Within a few minutes Bill had fallen asleep. After kissing me gently, Sue also drifted off, and it seemed like only minutes when I felt her stir, but the light outside was gone and I realized we had all slept for a couple of hours.

The motel had a lounge, and I knew that it had a band. Throughout dinner together the three of us discussed the path of sexual adventure I was leading them on. Then we went into the lounge.

Sue, her blonde hair longer now than the first time we had met at the bookstore some weeks earlier, looked stunning in a short black dress. She did not need a bra, and although she was wearing a garter belt, hose and high heels, all black, she had removed her panties when I discovered she had them on earlier. Bill and I looked like businessmen: sport coats, slacks and ties.

As instructed, Sue walked right over to the bar and took a stool. I knew she had ordered a coke. "I won't need any alcohol to free my inhibitions," she said. "As long as Sir Edward tells me to do something, I will do it. I promise."

I had told a friend of mine, a local attorney, about Sue and Bill. It did not take a lot of convincing to get Dan to agree to a bit of roleplaying. He was, in fact, standing at the bar when Sue sat down. Within moments, he was talking with her.

Bill and I were too far away to hear the conversation, but from the body language it was obvious that Sue was enjoying his attention. That became even clearer when the small band began playing and they moved to the dance floor. During the fast numbers, her skirt was lifted and more than a few men noticed that she was not wearing panties. During the slow numbers, Dan became progressively bolder, until at once point he had a hand under her skirt in back, his hand caressing her bare ass.

Finally, following the instructions I had given her, Sue took his hand and led him to our table.

"This is my husband," she told him.

Dan was a pretty good actor. He certainly looked surprised.

"Let's sit down a minute." 

He looked at me. "And who are you?"

"I am just a friend," I said.

Sue explained to Dan that she wanted to fuck him, but with her husband watching. Bill said not a word. She went on to explain that Bill was not gay, and that all that was expected was that he would watch.

Dan acted a bit reluctant, until Sue took his hand and placed it on her pussy.

"You feel how wet that is," she said. "Now you know I want you to fill that up and I want it badly."

Dan just nodded.

Sue rose and winked at me. "Are you coming, too?"

I told her no, and she seemed a bit surprised. I explained that this was for Bill, and that I would hear about it later. I handed Bill a digital camera. "Make sure you get some pictures," I said.

And with that the three of them headed off to the room. Sue was nestled next to Dan as they walked down the hallway. Bill followed a step behind. I followed until they entered the room and shut the door.

And then I left, returning three hours later.

Dan was gone. Sue was stretched out languidly on the bed. She was nude, her pussy was puffy and from between the lips seeped white creamy fluid. Bill, seated in a chair, was fully clad.

"Was that fun?"

Sue smiled and nodded. "God, yes," said Bill. "Man, can that guy fuck."

Sue laughed softly. "I'll say. He just kept on going like the energizey bunny!"

"That was fantastic to watch," said Bill. "Sue was such a little slut." He held up the small digital camerea. "I have lots of pictures of my lovely slut wife being fucked by a stranger. God, I love her, so."

And I knew that, kinky as it seems, he really meant it.



Sue & Bill's Sexual Adventure Ch. 05



It is recommended that you read the earlier parts of this story to learn about this young couple from Maine. It is still remarkable to me how many readers refuse to believe this sort of thing happens in real life. I can assure you that although this events took place a couple of years ago, they are real, true and factual. Some of the conversation may have happened differently: the author relies on memory. The names are changed. But they are real, they still live in Portland, and they have moved on to continue to play kinky erotic games. They are still married. Here is the last chapter. 

"Bill is really enjoying this submissive stuff." It was Sue, seated with me at an outdoor café table in Portland, Maine. She wore a thin, almost see thru green and blue dress. Of course, she wore no panties, which was not readily apparent, and no bra, which was.

"But what about you, dear?"

She looked in my eyes. "I am true to my husband…but I am your slut, sir."

I merely smiled. This young, mid-twenties blonde wife had come a long way in a few weeks, and so had Bill, her husband.

We had frolicked in a porno booth at an adult book store, I had fucked her in a bed while her hubbie watched, I had arranged for a "stranger" to pick her up in a hotel lounge and go to the room with both of them for sex, and now Sue and I were having a nice, casual lunch. Although it was rapidly becoming less casual as we talked about the adventures and both grew more aroused.

Finally, I told Sue to call her husband on the cell phone and hand the phone to me. When he answered I told him what I was about to do. Bill gave his enthusiastic approval, and ten minutes later Sue was nude in my private office, sitting on my desk, as I pumped my cock into her and shot a very nice load into her cunt.

When I had finished, and had my cock cleaned orally by her, Sue went to the restroom to freshen up and returned.

"My that was naughty, fucking you right here in your office."

Then, like a good subbie, she thanked me.

"I do have something to talk with you about," she said. I nodded and she continued. "Bill has been reading many of the stories on Literotica, as you recommended, and he wants to try some bondage."

I again nodded. "Oh yes, dear, we can tie you up very nicely."

She laughed a little. "No, not me. Although I would like to try that sometime. Bill wants you to tie him up."

"Well, dear, Bill may be submissive to me, but I simply do not play with men. Not at all."

"Yes, he understands that. He loved seeing that stranger fuck me in Augusta, and he loves seeing you do me. He wants to be tied up and made to watch me being fucked, especially by another stranger."

It was a few nights later when I went to their home for the first time. Immediately upon entering, and without even a hello, I ordered Bill to strip naked. Soon he was tied to a chair in their bedroom, securely bound. A ballgag was placed in his mouth, over his objection. Without much adieu I placed Sue on the bed, still clothed, and merely raised her dress. Since she was not wearing panties, I was able to slip my cock directly into her.

For a few moments I held still, then began to pump in and out. Just when Sue was beginning to sigh, I withdrew, and lifted myself off the bed.

"Ummmm. This is nice, but I think we need something more," I said. I lifted Sue to her feet. "Go dress like a slut," I told her. 

"Oh, yes," she replied, grinning.

I looked toward Bill. "You have no idea what is about to happen, do you? Well, you submissive husband, you may or may not like it, but frankly, what you wish is no longer important." His eyes opened wide but he did not attempt to speak.

She came back with an armful of clothes, stripped the cute flowered dress she wore off, removed the rather ordinary bra, and began to redress. When she finished, she looked like a tart: very sheer black blouse, of course with no bra; very short black leather skirt, black garter belt and black stockings. A pair of 3 inch black heels completed the transition from housewife to slut.

I was impressed. "My, my. I have never seen those before!"

Sue smiled. "Oh, even Bill didn't know I had them. I've only worn them twice, when I went out two different nights to bars and flirted with guys. I didn't fuck any of them, but I got felt up a lot."

Bill's tried to say something, his face flushed and his head turning from side to side.

Sue looked his way and laughed out loud. "You wanted a slut, mister, and now you have one."

And with that she placed one hand on her hip and looked nothing like a submissive toward him.

Bill was still attempting to say something, but stopped when I told him to stop at once.

I took Sue's hand and turned here around like a fashion model.

"Isn't she sexy, Bill, your little wifie."

He nodded.

I ordered Sue to get a pair of panties and bring them with her, in her purse.

"Well, Bill, you wanted to be tied up and you wanted to watch me fuck Sue. You are going to get only half of that wish." I paused dramatically, lifted her short skirt to let him look at her pussy, the thin blonde pubic hair hardly obscuring the view of her lips and the wetness there. "Look at her cute little cunt, Bill, the one she promised only to you when she married you. Well, we are going out on the town, Bill, your wife and I, and I can promise you that when we return her cunt will be absolutely filled with cum."

Again he tried to say something, but could not with the tight gag in his mouth. I went on.

"Yes, Bill, your wife is going to get well fucked tonight, and probably suck some cocks, too. And you will wait here, bound to that chair, waiting for us to return, and with no idea how many men she is fucking, or who they are. Only that as you sit there, she is going to be fucking."

With that I quickly turned and walked out of the bedroom, holding Sue's hand and bringing her with me. She did not look back at him.

As we drove along in the car, the sun setting, I ordered Sue to lift her skirt and play with herself. She did so willingly, and several truck and van drivers got a good view of her activities. But just when she was about to climax, I told her to stop.

"Oh, please, let me cum," she begged.

"No, dear…that is for later."

At that moment I turned into the underground garage for the Holiday Inn on Spring Street in Portland. When we had parked, I gave her precise instructions.

"Go in that door, take the elevator up to the lobby, and enter the lounge. There will be several out-of-town businessmen there, I'm sure. Sit at the bar. I will enter soon after you, but pay no attention to me."

Sue was smiling.

I continued. "The first man who hits on you, and has a room in the hotel, you are to go with and fuck….it doesn't matter whether you like him or not. You are a slut and tonight you are my whore."

"Yes, sir," she said. "I am your whore. Gladly."

"And Sue, you are to do more than one man tonight. In fact, you are to fuck every man who have the opportunity to fuck, Do you understand."

"Yes, sir."

Sue got out of the car. I could see as she walked away that the short skirt barely covered her bottom. Without panties, her pussy was certain to be visible when she sat on a stool.

It was only five minutes after she left that I followed her, but by the time I got to the lounge, there was not one man, but two, chatting with her.

True to my instructions, she did not appear to notice me as I sat several stools away at the bar and ordered a beer.

Dressed like a slut, Sue was still attempting to appear a bit shy. It wasn't working. The two men were totally absorbed with her, and I could hear one of them telling her he was from Cleveland. The other just mentioned Chicago. One was heavier, perhaps 50. The man from Chicago was better looking, younger, dressed in a more expensive suit.

Th conversation went on for perhaps ten minutes, both men glancing from time to time at her crotch. They could see the tops of her stockings, and the garter belt fastened to them. They probably could also get a glimpse of her pussy, since from time to time she would cross and uncross her legs. 

The conversation continued, both men trying to edge the other out. Finally the younger man seemed to have had enough. He was behind the older man, but leaned in and said: "Look. Let's cut this nonsense out. How much?"

It took Sue a moment to realize what he had said.

A look of anger flashed across her face, but when she spoke she did so in a quiet voice. "I told you both I am a housewife, and married, and that is the truth. Yes, I am here to have a bit of fun, but I am not a hooker. At least not one you have to pay."


Chicago looked puzzled. 

Sue paused and then continued. "I want to fuck. But not with you." And with that she took the arm of the older man and led him out of the lounge. The bartender looked at them walk away, and I am sure he thought she was a hooker, too. I was afraid he might call security, and indeed he reached for the phone.

"Stop," I told him.

He looked up at me.

"Come over here before you make that call," I said.

Then I explained in a low voice that the lady was my wife, and that she was not selling sex at all. He grinned. "Ah, one of those husbands who like this sort of thing, huh?" And without another word he put another beer in front of me. "This one is on me," he said.

Chicago looked disgusted, but when a couple of ladies in their 30's entered a few minutes later, he was there chatting with them, buying them drinks.

It was almost an hour later when Sue walked back into the lounge. This time she walked directly up to me. Chicago watched her, but did not approach.

"You didn't tell me what to do afterward," Sue whispered. "I put my panties on. I thought you would want that."

I nodded, and then called Jim, the bartender, over to us.

"Suzie, dear, I explained to Jim that we are married. He was surprised. Tell him, and me, what you just did."

Sue did not hesitate. "I fucked a stranger."

"And how was it."

"Wonderful. God, I came over and over. His cock wasn't all that big, but he sure knew how to use it, and his mouth too." She was looking at Jim as she spoke.

"How many times did he cum?" I asked the question and she turned to look at me.

"Twice. Both times in my pussy. The cum is still in there."

Jim as grinning. "Oh, my," he said. "You are quite the little tramp."

Sue smiled and nodded. 

Jim walked away to serve other customers. Sue and I talked about her adventure, and she told me she felt dirty, and that she loved it.

"You are not finished yet, my dear. Not by a long shoot."

She shivered and let out a little squeal." Oh, I love it."

When Jim came back he spoke to me. "I have a break in about half an hour. Can we get together?"

"Do you have a room here," I inquired.

"Not a bedroom. But there is a sofa in the employee lounge."

I told him I would think about it. Sue and I continued to chat about her experience, and she told me the man from Cleveland, Dan, was going to be in town for two more nights and wanted her to return.

She explained that she would have to get permission from her husband…but she also told him she wanted to fuck him again. "And I used just those words, Sir. I told him I wanted to fuck him."

She described how he had eaten her cunt for over half an hour, then cum in her moments after putting his cock in. After fifteen minutes, as she first cleaned his cock with her mouth and then continued sucking, he was hard again, and fucked her, this time doggie style, and made her cum three or four times before he shot his cum in her again.

I reached down between her legs. The panties, big, not very sexy white ones, were soaked. I pushed them aside and slipped a finger in, feeling the incredible slickness of the cum inside. As I fingered her, she began to moan softly, and I had to warn her to be quiet.

Again, I did not let her cum.

Jim was back in front of us. "I am off now for about 20 minutes."

"Go with him," I told Sue.

He took her hand and led her back of the bar, and out what clearly was a service door. I could see a kitchen briefly before it closed, and people looking up to see Jim leading a woman dressed like a slut.

He was late getting back. When he did return, his replacement, a tall black man, began to gripe loudly, until Jim whispered something in his ear. The eyes of the black man widened. He looked briefly toward me, then nodded. He walked out the same service door. I could guess what was about to happen.

Jim spent most of the time now talking with me. "She is just wonderful. So cute, so sexy, and such a slut! My god does she love to fuck!"

It was another half hour before I saw Sue enter the lounge again, this time thru the guest entrance. She looked freshly powdered and her hair was perfect. Except for the slutty clothing, she looked like the little housewife she was.

"I need a drink," were her first words to me. And when Jim had brought her a glass of white wine, caressing her hand as he served it and looking into her eyes, she took several swallows.

"I never thought I could do that," she said.

"Ummm. You got fucked by two men?"

She looked at me with a wicked grin. "Three."

"What."

"Oh Bobby, the second one, was having me suck his big black cock when another guy walked in. He was a supervisor, white, maybe 60 or 65. He watched for a few minutes without a word and then walked over and lifted my ass up and just plain fucked me. He lasted a long time, came in me with what felt like a huge load, and then zipped up and left. He never even said a single word."

She paused to take a drink of her wine, then went on. "After that Bobby put me on the sofa and fucked me. His cock was big, but it sure slipped in easy, and he gave me the best fuck of the night, Man. Did I climax.!"

I told her to finish her wine, and then to join me at the car. When she appeared, a few minutes after I reached the car, she was smiling.

"Oh, thank you, sir. That was so wicked."

"Sue, I have not told you we are finished for the night."

"But, sir, I have four loads of cum in me now."

I nodded. "Good girl. But now I wish to see you fucking."

We drove to another hotel, this one near the airport. The lounge was practically empty, but there was one man drinking alone. This time Sue and I walked in together, and we sat at the bar near him.

After only a few minutes conversation, I just went ahead and told him that we were out on a sexual adventure. "Would you like to fuck my wife?"

A few minutes later we were in his room. A husky man, he said he sold industrial equipment. We sat and talked for several minutes, and he seemed unsure how to proceed.

I told Sue to take off her panties, and he got a good look at her pussy, with cum dripping out of it.

"Oh, she has already been fucked tonight?"

"Yes, several times."

He paused. "I am not into sloppy seconds. Would it be ok if I just got a blow job."

Sue walked over to him and dropped to her knees. When she started to open his zipper, and had trouble, he helped her, then fed his cock to her waiting mouth.

I watched, enjoying the naughty, dirty, very sexy sight, and then took my own cock out and began to stroke it. After a short while, as Sue licked and moaned, I dropped my pants, took them off, and moved behind her, lifting her ass and sliding my dick into her.

I knew I would not last long, but I did not need to. She was cumming in what seemed liked only moments, grunting with each stroke of my cock in her, and at the same time moving her mouth up and down on the strangers cock, holding it with one hand, holding and squeezing his balls with the other hand.

The stranger came first.

"You want my cum?" He said.

Sue moaned her approval.

His hips jerked and he rolled his head back, reaching out to place a hand on the top of the dresser, to steady himself. "Oh god, yes. There it is. Take my cum, you slut. Take it"

I exploded. The cum seemed to roll rapidly from my balls, up the shaft, and to eject into that hot, moist, wet, cum-filled cunt of a young blond wife. God, it was good.

Sue put her panties back on. She had remained otherwise clothed while the stranger and I used her. It was not twenty minutes later that we were back at her home.

When we walked back into her bedroom, Bill sat there, tied to the chair. His cock, amazingly, was rock hard. I knew he wanted to ask questions, to hear what Sue had been doing.

But I would not untie him yet, or undo the ball gag from his mouth.

I told Sue to get on the bed, her ass toward Bill. There was no need to lift her skirt…it was so short that in that position, he pussy was clearly visible, covered with white panties. They were soaked.

I put my hands on the top of the panties. As I pulled them down I turned to look at Bill.

"You wonder, do you, if you sweet wife has really been fucking lots of men tonight? Well watch this." With that I pulled the panties down, then ripped them off. Cum quickly began to flow out of her…great gobs of white sticky cum…to plop out on her onto the bedspread and to roll down her legs.

Bill's cock twitched. He could not even reach to touch it. But it took only three or four twitches, his eyes wide and focused on his wife's dripping cunt, before he came, his sperm spewing forth with such force that it flew four or five feet into the air to land on the floor, and he continued to cum, although with less force, with a massive load.

I leaned over and put my fingers inside her, and more cum rolled out as I withdrew.

I lifted Sue to her knees, still on the bed, and turned her toward me. I kissed her.

"You are a good slut, Sue. A very good slut."

"Thank you, sir."

I walked to the door. "Goodnight to you both. Sue, you may untie him, and you may tell him, if you wish, of every fuck you had tonight."

"And must I," she said.

"No."

"Good. I want him to always wonder how many loads I had in me tonight."

""Goodnight," I said again, and left.

It was not the last time I ever saw them. We meet, either both or just one of them, for lunch several times, and talked by phone. But it was the last time we played. I had done my job.