5 comments/ 52633 views/ 2 favorites Making Him Watch By: lustyem This is a story I'm writing in response to a thread about making your partner watch you. I had found out from friends that my boyfriend had been playing up and sleeping with several other women. When I found out I was devastated and a real mess, I thought and thought about what to do. Finally one of my girlfriends suggested I show him two can play this game. So together we hatched a plan so I could get even with him. The plan was for me to get him tied up on the presumption of joining myself and Jody in a threesome. I told him Jody had agreed to go through with it on the condition that he be blindfolded and tied to a chair to begin with. He agreed straight away, I told him to get some handcuffs and restraints as Jody wants to be tied up also. Over the next week or so he went and bought new handcuffs along with leather restraints for wrists and ankles. Myself and Jody were laughing at how he even bought it all, not knowing what it was actually to be used for. The next part of our plan was to find the right guy to do it with, Jody suggested several guys we knew however I was worried about it being someone we know. Then Jody came up with the brilliant idea of getting a male escort, so we searched the papers and phone books and eventually found an agency that promised to have a guy for every woman whatever her taste. It was a few days before I got the nerve to call, then eventually I did it. I called and spoke to a woman telling her I was after a male escort to visit at my house, She asked all sorts of questions about if I wanted an outgoing type of guy, large or average, even if I wanted well endowed or not. By the end of the call we had organized Michael a tall athletic dark man that she assured me was "quite well built down there". I told her my boyfriend has a fantasy about being tied up watching me being taken by another man and asked her to let Michael know and make sure that that was ok with him. The day finally came, I was so nervous and at the same time really excited. Craig my boyfriend undressed and I had him sit in our large reclining chair in the lounge room. He had his ankles secured with the leather restraints to the legs, his wrists secured with the leather things and tied around the back thru the legs again. He could not get out at all. I told him I was going to blindfold him as Jody would be here soon, putting it over his eyes. I then went and got a gag he had tried to make me wear a few times before, telling him "try this". Then about 15 minutes later the door bell rang and I quivered as I stood there. Then finally I went to the door, opening it to see a very tall dark man. "Hi I'm Emma" I said as I looked at him. I'm Michael he said I'm here for your booking. Please come in I said and he followed me back inside. We walked into the lounge room and as we did I said "they did mention my boyfriend wants to watch didn't they," "oh hell yes that's fine by me" he said back. Craig was now trying to sit up more, struggling as he heard another mans voice. Michael asked may he shower first, so I showed him thru to our bathroom and left him there to shower. Walking back into the lounge room I walked over to Craig and said "do you really think I didn't know you were sleeping around, even fucking one of my friends". "Now darling its time for you to see me do it to", I said as I removed his blindfold and walked from the room. I met Michael on his way back to the lounge room, in just a towel. His muscles everywhere, his dark skin so shinny. I told him, "don't worry about Craig he may pretend he dosen't want to watch but it truly is one of his biggest fantasy's to see me taken by a man like you". We walked into the lounge room and Michael suggested he help me undress and would give me a massage to begin with. Feeling his large hands touching me was so nice, he removed my bra and cupped my breasts teasing my nipples as he did this. Then he slowly slid down my skirt and began removing my panties, taking his time he knelt before me and seemed to take ages all the while looking at my shaven bare pussy. "Now lay here my sweet thing" he told me, as he began massaging my back and neck. I looked over and Craig was struggling and was bright red as he gets when angry. I just moaned and felt Michael's hands on my legs massaging and feeling me, he spread my legs wider and was getting closer to my sex. I knew I was getting excited as I could feel the arousal deep inside me growing. Then his large fingers brushed across my lips, as he began to touch my pussy. I moaned softly as he was teasing me, then he moved and lay over me. I could feel his body on me, his breathe on my neck as he kissed my neck, then he bit me on the back of my neck and whispered to me that he wanted me. I moaned loud this time as he was getting me more and more excited with everything he did. I could feel his cock as it sat between my legs almost at my sex. He had me turn over and then he began on my front, massaging my breasts, teasing my nipples till they were so hard. I looked at his now erect cock and was in awe of it, it was the largest I had ever seen. I just lay there watching him as he played with me, teasing me. My hands trying to touch him all over, feeling him touching me. Craig was moaning in his gag watching all this about 2 or 3 meters away. I looked at Michael and whispered "kiss me hold me, take me please". Our lips met and his tongue slid in my mouth as mine played with his. We kissed and held each other like lovers, feeling my breasts being played with, my pussy being fondled also. I opened my legs wider waiting for him to take me, wanting to feel his manhood enter my small wet hungry pussy. As I lay there he moved between my legs, rubbing his cock along my lips, opening my sex for him, making his cock wet with my juices. Then I moved back a little, I looked at Craig as I felt his manhood push into me, easing my pussy open, stretching my pussy more than it had been before. I moaned and looked at Craig as he began to fuck me. Eventually he was all the way in me, I felt so ful,l so excited, then he began pounding my pussy, fucking me. I said "yes, god yes take me, use me fuck me like a slut". I held onto him trying to pull him deeper into me, my legs wrapped around him, holding him in me. He fucked me for a lot longer than Craig ever did, and eventually he went to pull out saying he was going to cum. "NO" I yelled "I want you in me, cum in my cunt, cum in my wet hungry pussy. YES YES YES" I yelled as I orgasmed in front of my now ex boyfriend. I lay there in bliss as he began to soften inside my now wet not so hungry pussy. Craig was just sitting there like in a daze, not trying to struggle any more. I said to Michael "let's go into the bedroom now where it is more comfortable, Craig can wait there and have a little rest". We got up and Michael picked me up and carried me to my bed and lay me down in front of him. I lay there watching him as he hopped on with me, he lent over and we kissed passionately. His hands once again wandering over my body, exploring, touching me, making hot. His cock beginning to grow once again as I felt it, touched it. I moved round and took him in my mouth, sucking his cock as best I could. Massaging his big balls as I sucked him, making him moan as I did it. Tracing my tongue around the thick head as I sucked it, my hand massaging him too. I looked at him as I did this sucking his cock playing with his dark hard cock. He pushed me off him and had me kneel on the bed, he moved behind me and began to push himself into my juicy wet hot vagina once again. I moved back onto him once I felt him entering me, he took hold of my hips and began fucking me like a rag doll. Slamming himself into me then thrusting back out, he was almost taking my weight as he held me. He moved back and slapped my arse hard as he fucked me. Then he began fingering my bottom too as he fucked me, I began to shake as I came with him deep in me. He asked where my toys where and I told him "in the draw next to the bed". He reached over and opened it, throwing all my knickers out of the way and grabbed a dildo I had. As he continued fucking me he took the toy and began rubbing my juices all over it, then he was pushing it into my bottom slowly as his cock moved slowly in and out of my now well used pussy. I groaned as he filled both my holes, then I felt him tighten his grip on me and I knew he was going to cum once again. I squeezed my pussy as tight as I could on his large cock as he began to cum in me, spraying my womb, my cervix with his seed. After what seemed like ages, he took me by the hand and said lets give your boyfriend a real show. He led me back to where Craig was, still sitting tied in the chair. Then Michael said to him "god you have one sexy little hotty here. Watch me fuck her till she cums and begs for more". As I stood there I could feel the cum and my sexy juices leaking from me running down my legs. I felt like such a naughty girl, like such a wanton woman. The power I had over Craig made me feel so sexy, so slutty. All he could do was watch as I let Michael have me, as I let Michael take me. Before Michael left we sat chatting about things, and I told him why I had down this. How Craig was sleeping with others and even a girlfriend I knew well, then treating me like shit. I told him today was the last time I would have Craig here as I was throwing him out, after all it was my name on the lease not his. Michael told me one of his friends was actually looking for somewhere to live and would probably make a good flatmate, telling me he actually worked with him. About a week later Steve moved in and now I have two really hunky guys to look at when Michael comes over too. Maybe I can write about the goings on of all three of us a bit later. Lustfully yours Lustyem x0x0x0x0x0 Making Him Watch My panties weren't wet, but soaked. They were practically melting away. Mmm... What would John do to me when I untied him? Daniel's hand slid from the small of my back to my ass and stole a quick squeeze. Mmm. A single drop of my arousal escaped the confines of my panties and trailed down my leg. My eyes closed briefly, and I caught a slight whiff of Daniel's cologne. I pushed Daniel against the wall, hard. His eyes barely had time to register his shock and confusion before I leaned in. His lips opened to speak, but I kissed him. As my lips parted, my tongue danced roughly with his own. My mind returned to John even as my body engaged Daniel. ...I suppose I should explain, shouldn't I? John is my husband, and he is tied to the wall in our bedroom, naked. I've always been the more dominant in our relationship. He wasn't receptive at first, but in time he seemed to bend to my will with greater ease. He did, regardless of his claims, enjoy it. To be tied up and teased or to be denied access to my body... He found a thrill in giving in to my will, and I must admit that I found great pleasure in his acceptance. Still, it was he who blushingly introduced the idea of a threesome. Being typically male, he acted with the assumption that it would, clearly, be two females. I was surprised by his nerve, but not unwilling... That said, I informed him if he wanted that he would first have to accept another man in our bedroom. He seemed appalled, and certainly backed down easily enough. Ah...but I wanted to punish him, and to make him realize some part of him desired to see me taken against his will. And so, this night I began teasing him and playing with him. When I wanted to tie him up, he was all too willing... Once he was firmly at my mercy, I gagged him. And then I ignored him. I showered slowly, shaved my legs and my pussy carefully, and prepared for the night. Hmm, the simple black dress that ends far to high on my thigh? Perfect. And a matching red, lace bikini and demi bra, to finish the package. As I stood before the mirror putting on just the smallest bit of makeup, he made some muffled sounds of confusion. I...well, I should be honest. His confusion teased me even more than his lack of control. I glanced myself over again. Long black hair, just past my shoulder blades. Grey eyes, like a morning mist. Lips tinted a crimson shade from lipstick, barely parted and ready to steal a kiss...or maybe a bite. My breasts weren't exceptional, but they fit my frame well. 5'4 with a quite full b cup. And my ass, well...John liked to beg for the chance to spank it, and who could blame him? So I went to a strip club, picked a random cute guy, and convinced him that a free beauty to pleasure him was better than the costly views he'd never touch. ...and so we entered the apartment, and my thoughts couldn't drift from John. Daniel's hand planted itself firmly on my thigh, and quickly worked its way up. I made no effort to stop him, and even went as far as to encourage him to push farther by engaging his tongue more readily in our kiss. As his hands reached the lace-clad confines of my ass, he squeezed roughly. I felt a moan leave my lips, but was to drunk on lust to pay any real attention to it. And yet, I pulled away. I turned my back to him and removed my dress with practiced ease. His barely murmured sound of desire teased me all the more. I walked, without need for words, to the bedroom. Ah, John... John's cock went from limp to full attention in a matter of seconds after his eyes took in the body that was only separated from his view by the smallest bits of a lace. Some gagged-sound could be heard, but no sense could be made of it. Ah, and then Daniel entered the room, and quite different sounds were leaving John's gagged mouth. Daniel glanced from John, who was firmly tied to the wall, to me, who was laying on the bed and quickly removing my bra. John had relatively long blonde hair, blue eyes, was in fairly good shape, and had a lovely, and very erect, six inch cock. Not remarkable, but certainly up to the task. It was amusing that even as John tried to protest despite his gag, his cock still stood at attention. Indeed, it throbbed with desperation and need. And what did Daniel do? John glanced around with confusion and panic. Daniel seemed uncertain, but not put off by the rather surprisingly development. Daniel was Indian, with short dark hair and the lightest of scruffy beards (maybe two brief days without shaving). Maybe 5'11? Ah, but he was in excellent shape, and best of all had the slightest of British accents as well. "Care to explain, Tiffany?" "Certainly!" My bra was off, and cast to the side as a lost thought. My fingers slipped under the waistband of my panties and began pulling them down my shapely legs. Daniel's eyes, and John's as well, seemed to follow the lace material as I slid it down, but then focused on my completely shaved pussy. "Well, this is John. John is my husband. He enjoys being used and demeaned, so I tied him up and decided to let him watch a real man pleasure me. He might learn more of how to pleasure a woman, assuming you can deliver." Daniel's eyes, so dark and aloof, seemed to sparkle with understanding. Hmm. I had done better in picking him than I had dared to believe. It was just a feeling, but I sensed that he knew what it was to demand submission from a partner. Did he know the pleasures of enforcing such submission? He had been wearing simple jeans and a blue dress shirt. I left the bed, naught covering my curves, and approached Daniel. As I went to work unbuttoning his shirt, his hands went to work claiming the flesh now revealed to him. He wasn't gentle. Truth be told? I didn't want him to be gentle. He was rough, and few thoughts of John entered my mind as Daniel's hands explored. Daniel's shirt was cast aside, revealing a fit, but not overly muscular, chest. My fingertips ran along the muscles of his chest, loving the solid feel and the slight movements with his breathing. I unzipped his jeans and, before even trying to slide them down, reached inside. Mmm. He was thick, and long. Eight inches? No, more...nearly nine. I stepped back and, while Daniel clearly wanted the pleasures of my body given to him, he also understood that part of his role was to diminish John. "I can see why you have to bring home men behind his back. He doesn't exactly have much to work with." John made some noises, and fought against his restraints. His noises didn't translate well into words, and his fighting didn't lead to his freedom. I giggled wickedly. I fell to my knees, and let my hands gently caress Daniel's growing erection. I intended to tease him, to make him beg for pleasure (and make John wordlessly beg for me to stop), but...Daniel wasn't patient. That was a bit disappointing, but still -- I had no problems following instructions as long as John had to watch in misery. Daniel's hand moved behind by head. He ran his fingers through my hair momentarily, before forcibly guiding my mouth to his cock. I would have preferred a slower pace, but fair enough. I enveloped his cock in my mouth, struggling slightly to avoid gagging. I've had bigger fill my throat, but since marrying John I hadn't been able to practice. Daniel continued, forcing a quicker pace. His cock was soon slick with my saliva and his pre-cum. I felt the combination of the two dripping down my cheek as I struggled to keep pace with his demands. "Your wife knows how to suck like a pro. I'm surprised she can handle my cock after marrying you and your, well, lesser tool." I rewarded Daniel's words with greater efforts, increasing my pace even past that of his insistence. Still faster, my tongue caressing the underside of his cock. My hands even made efforts to toy with his balls. And then I felt the telltale twitch in his balls. I pulled his cock out of my mouth, opened my mouth wide, and continued stroking Daniel at the pace previously used by my throat. Within moments he sprayed a rather thorough load over my face. Most strands of his cum landed in my mouth, collected by my tongue. A few, minor strands coated my cheeks and hair. I stood, walked over to John, and stuck out my tongue for him to see Daniel's thick cum collected on my face and tongue. And, after being certain he saw, I swallowed every glorious drop (something I rarely agreed to do for John, even!). John's eyes reflected three things: pain, desperation, and lust. Still, before I could speak Daniel grabbed my hair and threw me back towards the bed. "A little blow job might be a fun start, but I intended to give you the pleasure of a real man's cock now. Pity, your husband might not be able to satisfy you when I'm finished..." Mmm. I had done well in picking Daniel. Making Him Watch I sit in the chair, waiting totally blind by the hood, the smell of leather engulfing my nose, with the bite of the clamps on my nipples and the restriction of the handcuffs on my wrists. I wait for my mistress and her lover to come into the room. I hear them outside, a mix of chat and moaning, they're getting ready to pleasure themselves. I can feel the steel rings around my cock as I throb with the prospect of being humiliated by her, she'll call me names as she catches her breath in between his thrusts. The thought of his cock deep inside her cunt makes me throb in anticipation; I swallow hard underneath my collar which is tightly fastened around my neck. This time it will be different, this time I'll feel the heat of his dick in my mouth, and in my ass, I will become their cum slut and sex slave, I will take his cock, his spunk, without hesitation, without question. They come into the room, she grabs my balls, hows my little bitch then, are you ready to become my slut she hisses into my ear, I reply as I always do yes mistress. She grabs my cock which is now aching with the restriction of the three cock rings, she pulls on my cock which is not pleasurable I am deep in submission not only to her but to him as well, he fucked her hard, she moaned and screamed for twenty minutes last time while I watched. He has a nice cock which looked really good as he pumped away at her from behind, I really wanted to suck him with her juice on his shaft but I was cuffed, unable to move as I am now, this time though I will have his cock in my mouth and my ass. One of them grabs my head and I feel the heat of what turns out to be his cock, he puts the head in my mouth and I suck and lick eagerly, that's right bitch keep him hard while I prepare my pussy for a good fucking, something a pathetic little cuck like you can't do, the mix of having him in my mouth and her humiliation makes my cock throb uncontrollably. She tells him to come over to her and the warm cock leaves my mouth without warning. He moves over to her and he buries his cock in all the way, she gives out a load moan in appreciation of the 8 inch smoothly shaven cock that just entered her pussy. Fuck me in front of my pathetic cuck, make him want you to fuck me harder. They begin to fuck, I hear the wetness of her cunt as he slides his dick in and out of her, she is enjoying it, I'm enjoying it, I know that she'll squirt and it will be all over his cock, which is something I will taste later as I finish him off with my mouth. He fucks her relentlessly; she struggles to issue her humiliation towards me as his thrusts take the wind out of her, which only makes me more excited, she is being fucked hard. The pussy juice stops squelching and the laboured breathing becomes less, he comes over to me and tells me if I want to taste his squirt covered cock I have to ask him to fuck her harder. I obey his command and ask him to pound my girlfriend as hard as he could, he places his cock on my lips and I open my mouth accepting his hard drenched cock eagerly, I know I'm giving him pleasure as only a slut can give as he moans as I flick my tongue around his knob, I feel his cock throb hard, he is close, he pulls out and tells her that I have a sluts mouth. He mounts her again and the slapping of skin is louder and her moaning turns to muffled screams to another orgasm as he thrusts into her as hard as he can, he manages 30 seconds and moves back to my mouth, time for his spunk. This time when he withdraws it will be because he will have emptied his balls into my eager mouth. I suck hard on his cock, I can feel him tremble only a few more times up and down his cock with my mouth and he will unload, I manage to take about 6 inches into my mouth before gagging, I pull up and the first spurts of spunk hit the back of my throat, he pulls out and sprays my face with spurt after spurt, I get his cock back in my mouth as he moans loudly from the orgasm that is pulsing through him. He withdraws and she orders me to swallow, I dutifully obey and swallow the large amount of spunk that was in my mouth, it was definitely a heavy load as there was easily the same again over my hood and chest. Half way to being my slut, she announced as they both leave the room. Alone with my thoughts as I savour the taste of spunk mixed with her juice, my cock aches hard against its cold steel cage, I know any orgasm I may have tonight will be prolonged and uncomfortable, even so I will enjoy it as a grateful slut should, this is not about my pleasure, this is about my mistresses' pleasure. The smell of sex grows ever stronger the longer I wait, she got what she wanted, a guy who knows how to fuck her. Everything about tonight replays in my head, making the ache in my cock worse, I see her dressing up for him, she looked sexy as hell but even then I wasn't allowed to touch, she played her part perfectly from the minute she put on her Basque and stockings. She began to rub herself and I fell for it, I went closer to touch her and the next thing she grabs my balls and pulls on them in a downward motion, I let out an involuntary noise, she just laughed as she declared "time to cage this cucky cock of yours, If I'm allowing you a hard on then I don't want you to have a pleasurable one". She puts the gates of hell on my cock and around my balls, she then plays with it, daring it to get hard. I try not to get hard, and for the most part succeed, although I can't stop my cock producing a semi, she pushes me to the chair and gives me a lap dance, forcing her body hard against my cock. I feel the heat from her cunt on my cock and the moist heat from her breath as she whispers kinky sweet nothings in my ear, all this to make sure she leaves me with a fully caged hard on. She cuffs me to the chair using two pairs of cuffs attaching each to a spindle on the chairs back. She gets up and looks at my now rock hard cock, she gives it a few strokes to help it along, she smiles at me as we lock eyes, both of us knowing what was going to happen, both full of lust, her lust fuelled by the thought of a her lovers cock penetrating her once again and that same cock was going to penetrate me for the first time. For me my lust was fuelled by the thought of hearing/watching them fuck, I love watching her get fucked or sucking on a nice thick cock, we both loved sex, we both loved each other, tonight was all sex and both of us enjoying the same cock. She couldn't wait to be pounded so she could feel the intense pleasure of squirting her juice over his throbbing cock as he relentlessly fucks her. Once satisfied she would then enjoy the show lying back on the bed watching the same cock fuck me and empty into my mouth. I'm brought back to reality as she enters the room; she takes off my mask; she has her breasts hanging out of her Basque revealing her very hard erect nipples. She sits on my hard on grinding as she did before, smiling as grinds away knowing how uncomfortable it must be for me. "Time to get your ass opened slut" she declared with a wicked smile!