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Michael and Elle

By: Justbecause1011



I am the luckiest woman in the world. 

I think that to myself every morning when he wakes me, the way he's been instructed to. 

As his hands move over my skin I wake with a smile, anticipating what's to come. He probes gently, slowly easing himself into me from behind. I sigh softly.

"Good morning Elle" he whispers softly against my ear. 

"Good morning Michael" I answer, tilting my hips back to take more of him inside me. He works himself into me slowly til he's buried in me. I can feel him breathing against my ear, a soft moan when I've taken all of him. I reach back and grab his cute ass pulling him to me tightly. 

"Did you have a good night Elle?"

"Mmmmm yes, he was very nice."

"Did you fuck him?" Slightly breathless as he strokes into me deeply.

"Mmmmmm yes. It was very good." 

I feel his forehead against the back of my head as his arms tighten around me, he groans softly "Elle, no."

I feel myself getting wetter, anticipating the change in him. "Mmmm yes Michael, he felt so good. I loved riding that big thick cock."

He answers with a hard thrust. I gasp softly, sliding a leg over his to open myself up to him. 

"He has big strong hands, they felt amazing on my hips when he bent me over and took me."

I knew that would spur him on as I feel his leg slide between mine, I moan softly as he holds himself inside me moving to kneel. With my bottom leg stretched between his and the other hooked on his hip I turn my upper body slightly so it can look up at him. 

There's hurt and jealousy in his eyes. When I reach up and cup his cheek his eyes close and when he opens them there's need and desire shining there. Finally he starts to move in me, thrusting into me hard, claiming me. 

Taking me back from my lover. 

My back arches as he pounds my pussy hard, staring into my eyes. I'm whimpering from the pain of each thrust but I couldn't ask him to stop if I wanted to. The pleasure that blooms inside me with each thrust, after the sharp stab of pain, is intoxicating. A few more minutes of this then he slows then stops, catching his breathe, turning me into my back, moving between my legs and stretching himself over me. 

I smile as I run my hands threw his hair down over his shoulders. He's breathing heavy against my neck. He lifts his head and says softly "Mine." He punctuates it with a thrust, "you're mine Elle." He crushes my lips with his as his hands slip under my hips, lifting me to meet his thrusts. 

I'm mindless with need, screaming against his lips. My hands tighten in his hair as my orgasm coils around me, dragging me under wave after wave of pleasure. I arch against him as it explodes in me and I feel my pussy clamp down on him like it always does when I cum. 

I can feel him start to swell inside me as his pace increases. "Cum for me Michael" I whisper.

My hands slide down his back to his ass as he spurts inside me. His breath is hot against my neck as he crys out. We lay there for a moment catching our breath. Then he's looking into my eyes, brushing his lips against mine. 

"I love you Elle."

I smile, drawing his head closer to kiss him softly "I love you Michael."

Most people would have a hard time understanding that given the fact that I routinely play with other men but I really do love him. I admire the strength it takes to watch me leave to meet a lover. The trust it takes to watch me with them. The overwhelming jealousy he endures for me. The humiliation he overcomes when I'm returned to him, smelling like them, my pussy still slippery from their cum, the taste of them on my tongue. How he loves me then, gently, knowing they've used me hard. I feel so cherished in those moments, when he kisses away all the hurts, licks me softly til I cum against his tongue and then cradles me in his arms as I drift off to sleep. Oh yes, I love this man. Like I said before, I'm the luckiest woman alive. 

Nuzzling his neck, I give his cute butt another squeeze "I suppose we should start our day huh?" I say. I'm reluctant to leave his arms, I love these quiet moments when we reconnect. 

He sighs softly, "Yes I suppose we should." He gives me a long soft kiss before moving away from me. 

It takes me a minute to get moving, my legs are killing me this morning. The lover I met last night was a very large man with tons of stamina. I spent hours being ridden to orgasm after orgasm. It was a very entertaining evening. 

Michael watches quietly as I gingerly crawl out of bed. "Did he hurt you Elle?"

"Just a little honey." I say brushing it off, I don't want to tell him I feel broken today. 

"Come on" he says taking my hand, " A hot shower will help you feel better" and he leads me to the bathroom. I sit on the edge of the tub while he turns the water on, when it's the right temperature he leads me into the shower standing close behind me under the stream of water.

I lean my head back against his shoulder as his hands move over my skin. Tilting my head back for his kiss, reaching up to run my hands through his hair. I gasp softly as his fingers slide between my sensitive lips. His other hand cups a breast, rolling my nipple between his thumb and fingers. My hips move restlessly against his hand, begging wordlessly. He turns me in his arms backing me against to wall.

Still kissing me his hand slips between my legs parting my lips. His fingers slide into me easily aided by his cum. I gasp softly, my fingers curl on his shoulders. His other hand holds my hip, pushing me back against the wall as he strokes my pussy with his fingers. 

My head falls back as his lips move lower over my neck to my breasts. Tenderly licking and sucking my nipples before moving lower over my stomach. I shudder as his lips caress my inner thigh. I press my hands against the wall, trying to keep my balance as my knees wobble. I cry out softly as his tongue slides between my lips gently caressing my clit, swirling around it slowly before sucking gently. "Oh god" I breathe, "Mmmmm yes."

I feel his fingers slide out at that hand lifting my leg over his shoulder, his tongue slides lower to take the place of his fingers, slipping inside me. I whimper softly as he fucks me with his tongue. God he's amazing. I slide a hand through his hair as my hips rock against his lips. I hear him murmur "Cum for me Elle."

"Yes Michael, oh god yes!" I shudder as I spasm against his tongue. After the last contraction he gives me a deliciously long lick before sliding my leg from his shoulder and standing up. I feel his hands move to the back of my legs, lifting me up, holding me tight to the wall. I bite my lip as he enters me. 

He kisses me softly as he rocks his hips. "I love you Michael" I whisper, cradling his face in my hands. 

"You're mine Elle" he answers with a growl. 

"Yes Michael." I'm breathless as he thrusts harder, faster, crushing me against the wall. He captures my lips kissing me hard as he bursts inside me. I'm clinging to him as we stand there catching our breath under the water. 

Now I ask you, how can you not love that kind of passion? 

Later as I'm sipping my coffee, gathering my things for work, I ask "You have a meeting tonight?" 

"Yes, after dinner. I shouldn't be gone long, about an hour and a half maybe. Why?"

"Oh I was just curious. Shane mentioned coming over to keep me company while you're gone."

There's a quick flash of hatred in his eyes. "You've been talking to him again?"

"Oh honey he just texted the other day, wanted to know if I needed company this week. I told him you'd be out for a bit tonight, that's all."

"You've been seeing a lot of him lately."

"I wouldn't say a lot."

"Four times just this month. That's more than any of the others."

For a moment I wonder if you're remembering the last time he came over to keep me company. How you found us upstairs in our bed naked, me flat on my back with my head hanging over the edge while your best friend held my hands down and fucked my mouth. Forcing his cock so deep I gagged on it. My legs bent and wide open. 

Every time I gagged he'd slap my pussy turning my skin bright red. How you watched as he fingered me to orgasm and then while I was catching my breath he demanded that I turn and bend over the edge of the bed. How I scrambled to do his bidding, desperate to feel him inside me. 

Once I was in position he turned my head to face you and held me down while he shoved his big cock into my throbbing pussy. The way my hands fisted in the sheets and I whimpered in ecstasy as he pounded me from behind. How your friend turned your Elle into a cock hungry slut. The look of satisfaction on his face as he filled your wife with his cum.

Perhaps you're thinking of the time before that. When he'd invited me to his place seemingly for dinner but when I got there there was a group of six men waiting. He'd over heard me talking to a friend on the phone about a dance workshop I had gone to. 

How he'd planned this little party so I could show off my new burlesque skills. He'd had me perform a striptease for them complete with lap dances. When I thought it was over and I'd earned my reward from Shane one of the guys who'd had a little too much to drink had pulled out his cock demanding that I blow him. 

When I looked at Shane he nodded to me so I turned back to the guy to begin and I had a line up of cocks to suck. When I got to the fourth one that's when Shane took me from behind. After he was done another cock took his place, then another. I spent hours sucking and being fucked before they were spent. 

I didn't know about the video until he sent it to you. I had told you about the surprise party but having to watch it must have been devastating.

I remember when you woke me the next day there was a fierceness in your lovemaking. It took my breath away.

There's a look of resignation in his eyes "Alright. If that's what you want Elle" he says softly. 

I walk over to him sliding my hands around his waist to hold him close, resting my head on his chest. I can feel his heart pounding under my ear. "Yes darling, it's what I want." His arms move around me holding me tightly, I feel his lips on my hair. 

"Okay" he sighs. 

"I'll be home right after work so I can make you dinner before you go to your meeting" I say quietly, giving him a squeeze. 

"Okay honey." I look up leaning my head back for a kiss, he quickly moves to indulge me. He kisses me deeply, his hands moving up to cradle my head as he plunders my mouth. I feel my knees start to wobble. 

"I love you Elle" he murmurs against my lips.

"I love you too but if you don't stop I'm going to have to drag you back upstairs" I feel him smile and then another kiss. I giggle softly "you're going to make me miss the train."

"I could always drive you." He says with a smile. 

"Oh honey you spoil me as it is and besides don't you have a meeting this morning?" 

"Damn, yes you're right" another peck on the lips as I pull myself away. 

I smile all the way to work. Yep I am a very very lucky woman. 

Once my day ends I hurry home to make dinner, I need to make sure I have time for our nightly ritual. I have a bit of a fetish, Michael helps me satisfy it everyday. Can you believe how lucky I am? 

Our ritual happens everyday unless we have family or friends outside the lifestyle over. In those cases it has to wait til we're alone. I hate those days, having to wait hours til I can have him alone. It's torture. 

I hear his car in the driveway just as I'm sliding the dish into the oven. Perfect timing, we'll have at least a half hour to play before I need to check on it. I lean back against the counter waiting, hoping he's alone. 

Quite often one of our previous play partners will get in touch with him and wrangle a dinner invitation out of him. He's such a sweet man he has a hard time saying no when someone wants to share his wife. I know underneath everything he hopes that I'll turn them down but he knows that's unlikely. I love to play and I do it as often as I can. 

I can't tell you how many times he's come home to find me bent over the counter or nearest flat surface skirt pulled up around my hips being plowed from behind with a look of pure bliss on my face. Yes I probably have an addiction but there are worse things to be addicted to I think.

As much as I enjoy performing our ritual with another there, riding them or them riding me while I indulge I'd prefer not to today. Shane will be by later, that guy is seriously hung and has a bit of a mean streak. Oh I like it rough, a little pain is hot but I'd never consider myself a sadist. It's funny I ache to feel him inside me but he always leaves me aching and sore. He's been dabbling with dominance lately and I'm curious to see what he has in store for me tonight. In anticipation of being really sore tomorrow I haven't scheduled any meetings, I think having Michael will be about all I'll be able to take. 

I come back to myself as I hear his key in the lock, my mouth starts to water in anticipation. He's alone when he comes in, a little sigh of relief escapes me. He smiles when he sees me and I move to him for my hug and kiss. All the stress of the day falls away when his arms are around me. Hands in his hair I kiss him back deeply, god I love him.

"Hi honey" I murmur as his lips track across my cheek "how was your day?" I feel him smile as he pulls my hips against him, grinding his hardening cock against me. 

"It was good, I had a few really good meetings" he mumbles between kisses. "How long til dinner?" I giggle at the mundaness of the question. 

"About half an hour or so" I whisper tilting my head back offering my neck to his lips. 

"Mmmmm perfect" he says and starts backing towards the stairs. I smile as I follow. This is one of my favourite parts of the day. 

When we get to the bedroom I can't get his clothes off fast enough, I'm dying to feel his skin against mine. I'm breathing heavy by the time we're naked standing in front of a full length mirror. I position us there on purpose, so he can see everything I'm about to do. "I need you Michael" I moan between kisses.

"Then take me Elle" he breathes releasing his hold on my head. Smiling I start to lower myself to my knees, kissing and licking as I go til I'm face to face with my prize. I nuzzle his cock gently with my cheek, closing my eyes and savouring the feel of his skin. 

I reach up hold him straight up so I can lick and suck the base working my way to the tip. My breath shudders when I slip it in my mouth, my head swivels as I run my tongue under the rim and suck hard. I glance in the mirror and see Michael watching my progress with desire in his eyes. My hands move to his hips as I take him further, I hear him groan as I get more than half way, drawing back I suck hard .

"Mmmm yes Elle, my beautiful little cock sucker." I smile briefly before plunging down on him, he gasps in delight as I take just over three quarters of his length. My hands move around his hips to that cute ass, he knows what this means, I feel his hands in my hair in answer. As he starts to rock his hips I still, allowing him to control my head with his hands "That's it, take that cock" he groans his head falling back. I can't see the mirror but I know he's watching. I know he loves to watch me suck cock, that's actually how all of this started.

I pull gently on his ass encouraging him to go deeper, "Jesus Elle, are you sure?" I moan in response."Oh god Elle" as he pushes into my throat holding himself there with little thrusts. I moaning in absolute bliss matching the sounds my husband is making. I peek up at him when he stills our eyes meet. "God you're so beautiful" he murmurs, caressing my hair. He pulls back slightly letting me breathe. I'm trying not to dig my nails I his skin but I know what's coming, I'm so aroused I'm dripping. His grip on my hair tightens as he pulls back further "So beautiful, my little cock sucker." I moan deeply in response.

He holds my gaze as he starts to stroke himself with my mouth, I'm fighting to keep my eyes open but I'm overcome with ecstasy. His pace increases to my delight "Oh fuck Elle, fuck!" he crys out and I feel his cock swell between my lips, his head falls back as the first shot hits my tongue. He looks back down at me on the third shot, watching my throat work as I swallow his cum, seeing the look of ecstasy on my face. He shudders as I milk him trying to get every last drop. 

When my head stills I feel his hands on my shoulders pulling me to a standing position, he turns me and directs me to the bed where he pushes down on my shoulders. He pushes my legs open and I feel his hands spreading me open for him. When his tongue touches my clit I scream into the mattress, I'm so aroused it's almost painful. I can barely hear the noises he's making as he licks my sopping wet slit over the whimpers I'm making.

My legs start to shake when his tongue slips inside me "Yes, oh god yes!" I scream as he fucks me with his tongue. I watch in the mirror as he drives closer to orgasm. When it hits it's so big so intense my legs give out. He continues to hold me up and open to him as he licks my cream from me sending little shocks up my body. I'm boneless as I try to catch my breath. Just when I think I couldn't possibly take any more his tongue stills and I feel him stand behind me. I roll onto my back and he leans over with a big smile. He kisses me softly drawing my tongue into his mouth, mixing our tastes together. Mmmmmm so delicious. 

"You're amazing Elle" he says softly. 

"I know you are but what am I?" I whisper back kissing him deeply. I can feel his cock getting hard where it's cradled against my pussy. Looking at the clock I groan. "Darling I need to check on dinner."

"We can finish later honey" he says with a quick kiss, pulling me up off the bed.

I give him a playful smack on his butt "You must be starving."

He smiles giving me a return smack, "Not quite starving, I already had dessert." I blush which makes him smile wider. Grabbing a robe to put on I leave him to get dressed. I'll get dressed after I check on dinner, I'll need to pick something nice for Shane. 

A quick check on dinner and I hurry back upstairs to the closet, Michael is just zipping up his pants. I pull out a cute little red sundress and he stops. "Elle is that what you're going to wear for him?" He asks.

"Yes darling" I answer with a smile.

"But you don't usually wear a bra with that one."

"I know honey. He asked me to wear something sexy tonight." 

"With no panties I'll bet" there's a note of venom in his voice. 

"Yes honey. That's the way he likes it." I say as I pull the dress over my head. I give him a quick kiss then hurry back downstairs to set the table. He hear him sigh heavily on my way down the stairs. I know it's hurting him every time I see his friend but the allure of that big cock is just too much to resist.

Our conversation over dinner is a little tense but when I mention being alone with him tomorrow night it eases a bit. Those evenings don't happen often anymore, we really should try to plan more of them. There are lots of things we can explore together, some that should be introduced in privacy. 

My mind wanders a bit as I consider the things I'd like to do to my husbands delectable body, ideas he's mentioned in passing that deserve further exploration. I'm thinking of which pair of cute panties I'd like to see on his butt when he says my name "Sorry, what was that?" As I come back to the present. 

"What were you thinking about Elle? Shane?" He frowns.

"Actually I was trying to decide which pair of panties I'd like to see you in" I say with a smile. His eyes widen at my answer, for a moment I think he might protest, but then he smiles slightly.

"Would you like to see that?" he asks softly.

"Oh yes, I think it would be hot." I stand up walk over to him stand behind him and brush my cheek against his hair, "You have the sexiest ass I've ever seen. I'd love to see it in a pair of silk panties."


Michael and Elle Pt. 02



Sleep doesn't come easily for the next few nights. Even when I'm completely worn out from a string of playmates and Michael. I've got too much on my mind. 

Most of the time I lay there next to Michael's delicious warm body thinking. Other times I slip out of bed and wander downstairs. I don't do that often, I'm afraid of waking him and having to explain what's wrong. It's nothing he's done, I couldn't be happier in our relationship. I have everything a woman could possibly want right? A devoted husband who loves me, often I might add. 

I have the freedom to play with other men if and when I choose. So what's the problem? 

Shane, he's the problem. He's right about a few things and it bothers the hell out of me. Deep down I still want him. Even now if I had the chance I'd happily rip my clothes off, bend over the nearest flat surface, and beg to be used by him. 

It bothers me because that's how I was with Michael. Years ago before our relationship developed into it's current form things were much different. 

I manage to stay away from Shane for two more days. Michael was working late so I was going to the bookstore for a little me time. I didn't make it there. I found myself standing in front of Shane's house trying to convince myself to just walk away. I don't know how long I stood there with a battle of wills between my head and hormones being fought inside me, but eventually my hormones won. 

I knew I should walk away, that the hold he has on me won't ease if I don't stay away from him but my entire body was desperate for him. I can feel my legs shake as I move up the stairs, my hand trembles as I reach for the doorbell. As I wait for a response I shove my hands into my jacket pockets turning away from the door slightly. The door opens, I take a deep breath turning back. Shane stands there with a knowing look in his eyes. "Hello Elle."

"Hi" was that my breathy voice? Good lord, I may just as well have written "fuck me" on my forehead.

"What are you doing here?" He asks, maintaining the pretence.

"Ummmm can we talk? About what happened last week?" My voice is low.

"Sure if you want. Come in" as he moves back.

"Thank you" I murmur as I walk past him. I pray he doesn't see how my hands are shaking as I take off my jacket and sneakers. I feel his hand on the small of my back directing me into the living room. I move to the couch and sit a few feet from him. 

"So what did you want to talk about?" He asks turning to me. This is the version of Shane that first attracted me to him, the friendly open Shane. He seems so normal, no one would have any idea of the twisted pleasures he's begun to indulge in. I've wondered if his involvement with Michael and I influenced him or if it had started before that. Had I known he was or would be exploring domination I probably wouldn't have gotten involved with him. It's just to tempting for me. 

Some parts of us are fluid and can be changed, while others are a fundamental element of who you are. For me submission is that part of me that I just can't alter. I've managed to evolve in other ways to find a way to make my relationship with Michael work, because I love him so much, but deep down I can't help the need to pleasure others. 

"Well" I say softly, "what happened last week".

"Elle we both know you enjoyed it. You always enjoy our play time."

"I wasn't playing. That's not how this is supposed to work. I'm not your sub."

"Do you want to be?"

"I can't. That won't fit with my marriage, not the way it is now."

"So what is it you want then?" he asks sounding exasperated.

I sigh heavily. "I don't know." My head is turned away so I don't see him get up, his hands on my arms pulling me up is my first indication that he moved.

He lifts me up onto my tip toes as his head dips "Yes you do." He growls before crushing my lips with his. My knees go weak as I melt into him. "I'll bet your pussy is dripping right now" as he moves to my neck biting the sensitive skin. "Does Michael know you're here." I shake my head. "Mmmmm being naughty tonight then." I nod slightly. "You know what naughty girls get don't you" another nod "Mmmm good."

He lifts his head, turns me and sets me back on my feet. As he walks me to his bedroom I can feel him pressed against my back. "Clothes off" he says as he gives me a shove towards the footboard. I pull my shirt off with trembling hands, my yoga pants follow and I toss them to the side turning back to him in my bra and panties.

"All of it" he says coming over with a scarf in his hands. I reach back and pop open the clasp on my bra, slide the straps from my arms, toss it onto the pile. As my hands slip under the waistband of my panties he turns me to face the bed, and then as I ease them over my hips I feel his hand between my legs his fingers seeking and then sliding into me easily.

"Always so wet for me." I gasp letting my panties fall to the floor. My back arches as his fingers slide in and out of my slick folds. "Tell me the truth Elle. Does Michael get you this wet?" I shake my head. "Say it" he demands quietly.

"No" I whisper, his free hand snakes under my jaw pulling my head back.

"I couldn't hear you" in my ear.

"No" I say.

"Do you think of my cock when he fucks you?"

"Yes" I moan as his fingers delve deeper. My hands grip the footboard as my hips start to rock in time with his hand. His hand releases my jaw as he laughs softly. I moan in dismay as he withdraws his fingers. With quick efficient movements he wraps the scarf around my wrists and then ties it to the footboard. He moves away for a moment, then there's a flash as he takes a picture with his phone. My heart plummets as I watch him send a text. 

"Just so he doesn't worry when you don't come home before he does." He says with a smirk marring his handsome face. 

He comes back to me running his hand over my ass taking a deep appreciative breath. I'm treated to a squeeze before he delivers the first blow. "How many men have had you this week?" Another slap.

"Four" I breathe, gripping the footboard hard.

"Such a slut" slap,"Did you make Michael watch?" slap.

"Yes."

"Then you fucked him didn't you" slap.

"Yes" panting in pain.

"Whore" he growls close to my ear. He moves away again as I try to gather myself. When he crawls into the bed right in front of me he's naked, his cock hard and ready. "Give me your mouth" I immediately open my lips. He grabs my head pulling me forward, shoving his cock between my lips. As he begins to stroke "Mmmmm you're a good little cocksucker aren't you" I moan in response. "You love having a big cock in your mouth don't you."

"Mmmmm hmmmm" my eyes are closed as the pleasure washes over me.

He starts to stroke deeper, to the point where I'm almost gagging "Slut". My head swims as he shoves farther, cutting off my air, holding himself there.

When he pulls my head back I gasp for air, coughing. I lost count of how many times he repeated this before telling me to get in the bed. "Aren't you going to untie me?" I ask softly.

"Hmmmmm no" then lays on his back. 

I slide the scarf along the foot board so I can crawl onto the bed. He looks at me intently "You came here tonight because you wanted this cock didn't you" I nod, "Show me" he says holding his cock straight up.

It's not easy with my arms stretched out the way the are but I manage to straddle his hips and run my pussy over the tip, parting my lips. I press down firmly when I get the head inside. He grabs my hips pulling me down hard as he drives up.

I scream, fuck that hurts. "Now show me how much you want my cock" he demands as he grinds himself into me. Pain radiates from my pussy as I start to slide myself up and down, god he feels good. "That's it, ride that big cock little whore". His hands grip my breasts, pinching my nipples between his fingers. "Fuck me Elle" he groans. "Cum on that cock" as a hand slips between us, his fingers finding my clit and pinching hard. 

"Oooooh god" I moan "Yes, ahhhhh, yes" driving myself down on to him I explode. I hear him grunt as my pussy clamps down on his cock.

"That's it" as his hands grab my ass sliding me up and down slowly. A couple of strokes and then he pulls out lifting my leg out of the way and rolling out from under me. He moves behind me pulling my hips up. My hands brace against the footboard as he drives himself into me.

"Mmmmm tight" Is the last thing I hear before I'm drowning in pleasure as he pounds my pussy. Just when I don't think I can take anymore I explode in a massive orgasm that steals my breathe. As I lay gasping I feel him swell inside me, pulling me back to him hard filling me with hot cum. He holds himself there for a few moments before pulling out. I feel him move off the bed and before I have a chance to move there's another flash.

There's no doubt in my mind he's texting that picture to Michael. 

When he comes over to untie me I roll onto my back, "I wish you wouldn't do that".

"Oh come on Elle, I know what your marriage is, I'm just playing the game". I look at him, fuck he's still hard. He crawls back into bed kneeling between my open legs, his hands move under my knees pulling them up til my feet are flat on the bed. His hand moves to his cock as he leans over me, he slides in easily stopping when he buried in me. His hands grab my wrists pulling them over my head. "We both know you need to go home tonight full of another mans cum, don't you?"

"Mmmmmmmm yes" I moan arching against his chest.

"You're such a slut" he says as he pumps his cock deeply.

"Ooooh yes" I moan, my hips rocking to meet his. He pulls back sitting up, grabbing my ankles and putting them over his shoulder. He leans forward again stroking nice and deep. I whimper in response. 

"Such a good little slut" he groans picking up speed, "with a nice tight pussy". I'm moaning with every stroke, oh god it feels good. When he cums he crys out, his head falling forward, all the muscles in his big body tensing. 

I wait til after I leave to check my phone. There's just one text from Michael "Elle?". 

I respond simply "I'll be home soon Michael."

When I get there I find him in the kitchen, take his hand and lead him upstairs ignoring his questions. I drop his hand when when reach the bedroom, pull my shirt off then my yoga pants.

"Come here Michael," sitting on the edge of the bed. I open my legs so he can see my soaked panties. He moves towards me and kneels between my knees, taking a deep breathe he pulls my legs wider. I run my hands through his hair as his tongue runs over the fabric.

His grip on my thighs tightens when I pull my panties to the side, giving him access to my creamy lips. My head falls back as my husband devours me. 

There are moments when I question my own strength. Whether I can continue on the way things are. Those moments don't happen often but they do happen.

One of them strikes just as Michael's tongue slides into my cum filled pussy. There is a brief stab of regret as my husband licks his best friends cum from my skin. It's lessened by the sensation of his lips against my pussy, the sounds he's making, the grip of his hands on my legs. Still holding my panties to the side I run my free hand through his hair and say softly "Good boy".

It disappears completely when, having taken all of Shane's cum from my pussy, he moves to tongue my clit. My grip on his hair tightens involuntarily when he sucks it gently. My hips move restlessly as he pushes me closer and closer to the edge. "Oh god Michael. Yes" I moan. My head falls back as I leap off the edge and plummet into my orgasm. "Michael" I gasp as the last contraction fades, " I need you."

My hands move to unbutton his shirt as he stands up. He shrugs it off as I move onto his pants. I barely get them past his hips before I pull him towards me. He leans forward capturing my lips as I guide his cock. I sob against him as he drives his cock into me. Hands around the back of his neck I pull him with me as I lay back onto the bed. 

He lifts his head and looks into my eyes, "You fucked him again." 

I smile as he gives me a deliciously deep stroke, "Twice."

"Why Elle?" He groans, holding my gaze. Another stroke. 

"Mmmmmm he's got a nice big cock," I murmur my eyes falling closed as he continues to fuck me slowly. God that feels amazing. 

"So" is his reply. His strokes get harder.

"He knows how to use it." I breathe wrapping my legs around his hips.

"Better than me." There's tone of defeat in his whisper.

"He does things to me you won't." I open my eyes challenging him.

"You like when he uses you don't you." Taking my wrists in his hands, stretching my arms over my head holding them there. "You like being his slut. Having him give you to other men to be used for his entertainment." Pounding his cock into me. 

"Oh yes" I breathe "I love it."

He crushes my lips with his in a kiss that's almost brutal. He pulls back so we're nose to nose. "But. You're. My. Wife." He grinds out. He captures my lips again, crying out as he explodes inside me. 

I feel his grip on my wrists loosen, I pull my hands away and slide them around his back. Holding him to me tightly for a moment before running them over his skin stroking him, feeling his heart pound against my chest. We stay like this for a few moments before he lifts himself off me. I run my hands down his chest as he moves away from me.

Later as I'm sitting in the bath waiting for Michael to join me I contemplate the regret I felt earlier. I know I shouldn't over analyze it but I can't help but think of it. Michael comes in holding a glass of wine for me. When I look up into his big brown eyes I'm reminded why I do these things.

Theres a look of quiet contentment in his eyes as he hands me the glass and brushes his lips across mine. That's all I need in order to shove my musings to the back of my mind. I smile as he lowers himself into the water, lifts my feet from where they're resting and moving them to either side of his hips. 

"Much better view" he says with a wink. I blush as his eyes move over my body. Oh how I love this man.

That thought echoes through my mind as I gaze at him over the rim of my wine glass at dinner two days later. He's listening to our companion as he describes what he does for a living and doesn't see the look in my eyes. 

Setting the glass down I turn my focus back to our guest, Jason. I feel my muscles in my legs tighten slightly when I look at him. I know what's in store for me later and I'm eager to give myself over to him. 

I feel Michael's eyes on me and glance over at him with a smile. I can see the jealousy starting to burn in his gaze. He must have seen that look I gave Jason. 

I can understand his jealously. Jason has been a lovely guest. Witty, charming, funny, and attentive. Just what I suspected he'd be without Shane pushing him in other directions. 

While I know I'll be completely filled when he takes me, I wonder if he'll be more vanilla than our last encounter. He may take advantage of the opportunity to experiment a little. Many of my play mates do once they discover how open and eager to please I am. 

A few have even experienced what Michael does when he watches me with a lover. I realize that it's different because they don't love me but they do get have the feeling of having to restrain themselves while someone else pleasures their play mate. I don't mind doing it for them, afterall I do have the added bonus of multiple cocks to play with on those dates. I always enjoy that. 

Dragging myself from my memories I excuse myself, gather up the dishes and disappear into the kitchen to tidy up. When I return with coffee I feel Jason's hand caress my leg, slipping up under my skirt briefly. I give him a smile and take my seat again. Michaels eyes are brimming with jealousy. The conversation starts to change a bit as Jason asks about how Michael and met. Michael keeps everything light when he answers but I can feel the tension starting to build. 

When the coffee is finished Michael offers to clean up for me. I thank him with a smile reaching out to run my hand down Jason's forearm. He takes my hand and lifts it to his lips planting a kiss on my palm. My thighs slam together as I'm filled with heat. I stand up, move closer to him and lean down to kiss him. His hands steal up under my skirt cupping my ass, kneading gently. 

Breaking the kiss I say breathlessly " We should go upstairs." Jason smiles in answer. "Michael." I call out to him.

"Yes Elle?" He asks.

"We're going upstairs." Jason stands, running his hands up my sides as he goes. 

"Yes Elle." I can hear him sigh. I know he'll follow so I take Jason's hand leading him up to the bedroom. When we get there he moves past me leading me to the bench at the end of the bed. I stretch up on my toes as he leans down to kiss me. Mmmm he's very good. I hear Michael coming up the stairs. He comes in as Jason's big hands are trailing down my back to grab my ass, pulling me against him. I moan softly feeling his hard cock pressed against me. 

Pulling his lips from mine he turns me to face Michael where he's sitting, I smile at him as Jason's hands slide around my waist moving up to cup my breasts through my dress. My head falls back against his chest as his big hands squeeze finding my nipples through the fabric. He leans down to capture my lips again. I can feel his hands move up to the straps of my dress, easing them down over my shoulders. I slip my hands free when it falls to my waist, Jason's hands move back to my breasts cupping them over my bra.

I reach down pushing the dress past my hips, it falls in a puddle at my feet. I hear a soft groan from Jason, his right hand moves lower til it's between my legs. My hips involuntarily press forward. I feel him smile as his fingers side over my panties, I know he can feel how damp they are. He keeps his hand there letting me rub myself against him. His other hand slips behind me, popping open the clasp on my bra. I quickly slip the straps off my arms desperate to be naked with him. My knees wobble when his hand slips under my panties and his delightfully big fingers slide between my slick lips. 

As I'm moving against him he pulls his lips from mine and says softly "Not so fast, I need to feel you cum on my tongue. I've been dreaming of that sweet pussy."

"Okay." I answer as I take a ragged breath. 

His hand disappears as he slides my panties down. He turns me, backing me to the bed. I lay back, pulling my legs up and resting my heels on the bed opening my legs wide silently begging. Jason leans over me kissing me deeply. I take the opportunity to undo the buttons on his shirt before reaching for his belt. Before I get the chance to undo his pants his lips start to move lower, first circling then sucking a nipple into his mouth. My back arches as he sucks with increasing pressure. After treating the other breast to the same treatment before moving lower over my stomach, he scatters kisses and bites over my inner thighs. 

Finally I feel his hands opening my legs wider and he takes an agonizingly long lick along my slit. I moan loudly as he gives me a thorough licking before sliding two fingers into me. I grip the comforter as his fingers stroke and he sucks my clit. I can't hold back the low scream as I explode under his tongue. I'm only dimly aware of his movements as he shrugs off his shirt and takes off his pants. 

The next thing I feel is the heavy weight of his cock as he leans over me rubbing his cock on my swollen lips. As he starts to ease himself into me my breathe catches, god he's so big. Holding onto my hips he works his cock into me til I've taken almost all of it. His head falls back as he drives the last inch in. I'm so full I can barely catch my breath. "Oh yes." I moan. 




Michael and Elle Pt. 02



"Mmmmm I've been thinking about this tight little pussy for weeks." He groans as he draws back. "Michael." he grinds out driving back in "Do you fuck this pussy everyday?" 

"Yes" Michael answers softly.

"I would too." I'm lost in ecstasy as he starts to pick up speed. "Michael." He says slowing slightly. "I think her mouth looks a little empty. You should do something about that". 

My eyes are closed but I can hear movement, a zipper being pulled down and then a belt hitting the floor. I feel the bed move as Michael climbs in next to me, when I feel his cock slide over my lips I quickly open my mouth to take him inside giving him a good hard suck. He leans over me bracing his hands on the other side of me. Then to my absolute delight they're both fucking me. 

My high school career counsellor was wrong. This is my true calling, giving pleasure. Nothing makes me happier than hearing men moan and groan when I give myself to them. 

Michaels thrusts slow slightly as he watches Jason's big cock stretch my pussy. Jason hooks my knees with his arms leaning forward to brace his hands on the bed. I'm screaming on Michael's cock as Jason pounds relentlessly. I hear them both groan as they start to swell, I slip a hand around Michael's hip pulling him deeper as Jason crushes me beneath him grinding his hips as he fills me. I swallow quickly as Michael fills my mouth with hot cum. I smile at him as he pulls out of my mouth and leans down to give me a kiss. Jason holds himself inside me, running his hands over my thighs as he watches me with my husband. 

When he pulls out I hear him go out of the room and down the stairs. He returns with a bottle of wine and glasses. "I think we might need a little break before the next part." He says with a smile. 

I look at Michael as he sits back on his heels but makes no move to clean me up. I'm a little baffled by that, he always does that when we're in a threesome. He smiles at me before accepting a glass from Jason's outstretched hand. 

"So what's happening in the next part?" I ask taking the glass from Jason. 

"It's a surprise." He says with a smile. 

I lay back on an elbow and sip my wine while the guys chit chat. Jason finishes his wine and sets the glass on the dresser giving Michael a look. Michael smiles and hands him his glass before taking mine. After handing it to Jason he lays back on the bed reaching for me. "Elle come here."

I get up and straddle his hips sliding my creamy lips on his cock. He reaches up and pulls me down to kiss me as my hips continue rocking. I'm a little surprised when I feel Jason move between Michael's knees, it changes to delight when he takes hold of Michael's cock slowly stroking him before guiding him into me. 

I rock back taking Michael deep inside my cum filled pussy and then slowly stroking up and down. Jason's hands move to my ass moving with me. I feel him shift closer and then the familiar weight of his cock rubbing against my ass. Michael's hands move to my thighs. I lift my head looking to Michael's eyes, questioning. He smiles as he grips my thighs slowing my movement til I come to a complete stop.

That's when I feel Jason's cock starting to push into me with Michael still inside. Even though his cum has made us slippery it's still incredibly painful. My eyes close tightly as I gasp and struggle to breathe, the pain radiates outward in throbbing waves. I feel Michael's hand move to my face, his thumbs trace my cheek bones as he murmurs "Elle, honey breathe."

I open my eyes looking at him through tears. He smiles and nods slightly. His hands move to my shoulders holding me, Jason pushes in farther. My mouth opens slightly in a silent scream, my hands gripping the comforter tightly. Lungs burning from lack of oxygen I finally manage to take a deep gulping breath. 

I hear Jason groan as he pushes himself the rest of the way in. Michael's hands move back to my face, brushing away tears. They give me a few moments to adjust before they start to move in me slowly at first. A low moan escapes me as the pleasure begins to over ride the pain. Michael gasps below me and Jason moans behind me, their pace increases. I can't stop my hips as they rock back, the mix of pain and pleasure is intoxicating.

Jason's grip on my hips tightens as his groans get louder, Michael's eyes close as he pushes harder on my shoulders. The room is filled with our moans and gasps as we move together. Michael cums first but Jason isn't far behind him. We all slow as we try to catch our breath. 

"That was incredible." Jason says softly as he pulls out. 

"Mmmmm yes." Michael agrees pulling me down to kiss him. "Don't move." He whispers to me with a wink. He slides out from under me and moves behind me to get to my exposed cream filled pussy. I feel his hands opening me then his tongue gliding over my skin taking the cum from my skin before dipping in to pull the rest into his mouth. I moan as he sucks me, taking away the lingering pain. When I cum I almost collapse. I feel Jason climb into bed next to me then his arms are around me pulling me onto my side against his chest. Michael moves up to lay in front of me. 

That's how the three of us drift off, all cuddled up together. Yes, I know, I'm a very very lucky woman.



Michael and Elle Pt. 03



I'm naturally submissive. I had no idea what to call it or even that it had a name until I met Michael. He is naturally dominant so we fit together perfectly. 

When we first met I had no clue about his darker tendencies, I just knew I needed to be with him. Something about him drew me to him. It probably helps that he's a tall, good looking man with big brown eyes that I could just fall into for days. He has the sweetest smile and as I may have mentioned the sexiest ass I've ever seen. 

I remember our first kiss, how it felt like something inside me uncoiled and I was finally, truly alive. For the first time in my life I was present. From then on I was addicted to him. 

The first time we had sex there wasn't anything truly Dom/sub about it, but it was the most intense experience of my life. He is one of the most passionate men I've ever had the immense pleasure of meeting. I lost myself in him that night.

We'd gone back to his place after going to a concert in the park. It was very warm out so I had a little sundress on. Every so often he'd run his fingers down my arm sending little sparks dancing across my skin. 

I remember feeling a flush creep across my chest when we got to the door, part of me afraid he'd be respectful and not try to do anything the other part hoping he'd lead me directly to his bed. We ended up on the couch, sitting close together, talking about the concert.

I wasn't paying a whole lot of attention to what he was saying, I was fascinated with his lips. He must have noticed because I remember him smiling at me with a funny look in his eyes and then his hand on my legs turning me and sliding them across his lap. His forehead against mine with his other hand cupping the side of my face for a moment before his lips were on mine. I'm fairly certain I have a couple toes that are still curled from that kiss. It was that good. 

"Elle" he murmured between kisses, "I know we don't know each other very well..."

I cut him off "I don't care". He groaned as he deepened the kiss. The next thing I knew his arm was sliding under my legs the other around my back and he was lifting me up and carrying me to his bed. 

If my mouth hadn't been busy at the time I'm sure my jaw would have dropped. When we got to the bedroom he slid his arms out from under my legs letting me slide down his body til I was standing in front of him. He stepped back and sat on the bed then guided me to stand between his legs and took my hands in his. 

He gave my hands a little squeeze and then let go to move them to my hips. He pulled me closer and my hands slid up his arms to rest on his shoulders. I felt his hands slide up my back pulling me forward. I leaned towards him, so close our lips are almost brushing against each other's.

His hands moved up to the back of my neck and my eyes drifted shut as he pulled me in to kiss me. Oh god that felt amazing, slow, soft and unhurried.

My knees wobbled a little when the kiss deepened. His hands moved lower, over my shoulders, my upper back, the small of my back, they slowed as they moved over my butt cheeks. There was a slight squeeze and then they were moving lower again, down to the tops of my thighs until they slipped up under my dress. 

I could feel his breath change as his hands moved over my bare skin, up they went til they are just below my cheeks and I could feel his thumbs just under the edge of my panties, slowly moving back and forth.

My hands griped his shoulders tighter then moved to the back of his neck. His thumbs eased farther under my panties closer to my entrance. I was so wet it was almost embarrassing. One hand moved around to the front, to pull my panties down I thought but instead it slipped down the front and gently ran over my lips just barely grazing my clit. 

I moaned softly against his lips my hands curling in his hair. As his fingers slid back they parted my lips a little further and I felt his other hand start to pull my panties down. I stepped out of them when they reached my ankles and that's when I felt him slide a finger into me. I had to break the kiss as my head fell back and I moaned a little louder.

I felt his lips on the exposed skin at the v of my sundress as he slowly moved his finger in and out. When he added another finger my knees almost buckled and I felt his other hand on my hip steadying me. My hips started to rock with him as he moved in and out, brushing my clit with his thumb with each stroke. It didn't take long before I cried out softly as I came. I tried to catch my breath as his hand moved away from my pussy.

His hands were on my hips squeezing gently and I looked down into his eyes. He gave me a sweet smile and said "You have far too many clothes on."

"So do you" I said quietly and moved to unbutton his shirt. I moved back a step as he stood. I got his shirt unbuttoned, slid it from his shoulders, it was tossed some where behind me. He slid the straps of my dress from my shoulders, gave it a little shove when it draped itself around my hips. When it hit the floor I stepped out of it and kicked it to the side. I reached back and popped open the clasp on my bra, he slid it down my arms and it disappeared behind me to join his shirt.

I unbuckled his belt and undid the button at the top of his jeans. He drew me back into a kiss as I slid the zipper down and slipped them over his hips a little. My hands slipped under the waist band of his underwear, I felt him moan softly as my fingertips brushed the head of his cock and I used the backs of my hands to pull his pants out of the way and down so I could ease his cock out with out getting it tangled. 

Keeping one hand on his cock I slid his pants down farther. I loved how hot and hard he is. I felt his hands move to the sides of my head, cradling my face as he deepened the kiss and moaned against my lips.

As I inched his jeans down my hand moved past his hip, oh my he has a great ass. My hand lingered there, alternating between caresses and a squeeze.

I switched hands on his cock as I moved to slide his pants down on the other hand. With agonizing slowness I finally worked them down his thighs. I moved my hands to his hips to push him to sit on to the bed and knelt down pulling them off completely.

He surprised me by standing back up. A pleasant surprise since I was eye level with his cock. I looked up at him with a smile and took hold of it in one hand, lifting up out if the way. My eyes closed as I ran my tongue over one ball and then the other, then a soft kiss at the base of his cock. I ran just the tip of my tongue all the way up and then circled the ridge before taking just the head between my lips and giving it a very light suck. Another swirl around the ridge and then back down to the base.

He moaned softly as I licked his balls so I stayed there for a little while licking and kissing gently. I slipped one into my mouth and sucked lightly, I felt his hand run through my hair to rest on the back of my head. I ran my tongue all around it and gave him a firmer suck that caused a deeper moan, before moving to the other.

I gave it the same treatment before letting it slide from my mouth and moving up to the base. I stopped here for a few moments, licking and sucking. His hips started to rock gently as I made my way up the underside of his cock. When I got back to the tip I lapped the precum waiting for me there and moaned softly as I took him into my mouth as far as I could.

Almost immediately I felt his hands move to the sides of my head holding me there. His hips drew back slowly and then thrust back almost as slowly. As he eased his cock into my mouth I slid one hand around to grab a butt cheek, the other stayed wrapped around the base of his cock. While his cock slid between my lips I moved my tongue back and forth over the underside as it glided past.

I notice the pace had started to increase and moaned with excitement. I peeked up at him and saw him watching as he fucked my mouth. "Don't stop" he said softly " I want to cum in your mouth" I moaned a little louder, it spurred him on and the pace increased. 

My eyes closed as his head fell back and his cock swelled between my lips. His hips slowed as he started to cum, I swallowed quickly and then slid back down his shaft to draw back with a nice hard suck. It took a few strokes to milk him completely. His hands slid from my head down to my shoulders as he bent down to draw me up into his arms.

When I stood I looked up at him with a smile and his head dipped forward and he brushed his lips against mine. He turned me so that I was backed against the bed and leaned down as I sat and then scooted back with my hands. 

When I was far enough he moved to lay beside me. I felt his hand slide from my hip over my ribs to cup my breast, his thumb lightly brushed my nipple. I sighed against his lips and then his lips were moving away from mine to cover my neck in small kisses and licks that made me moan softly.

As he moved lower I felt his hand squeeze my breast and pinch my nipple lightly. When he circled it with his tongue my back arched slightly offering it to him, he obliged by taking it into his mouth with just the slightest suck. After spending a few minutes licking and sucking with increasing pressure he moved to the other to lavish it with as much attention. My hips moved restlessly as other parts of me begged for his attention.

I felt his lips start to move lower over my skin and then his hand ran up the inside of my leg from my knee to my thigh, encouraging me to open my legs. I ease them apart and when he had enough space I felt his knee slide between my knees. I opened them further and he settled himself there. My hips rocked slowly, begging him to move lower.

He took his time as he made he way down, scattering soft kisses and long licks over my stomach. I could feel my lower abs tremble when he reached the hollow of my hip bones. When he moved to my thigh I thought for sure I would die from the anticipation. He gave the other leg just as much care and attention, all the way from knee to hip. By the time I could feel his hot breath against the sensitive skin of my pussy my legs were shaking, my hips bucking slightly, pleading.

"Oh god I want to feel your tongue.....Oh yes" I moaned softly as his tongue parted my lips and grazed my clit. Slowly he slid his tongue all the way up my slit and circled my clit gently. When he pushed his tongue into me I had to fight the urge to slide my hands into his hair and grind myself against him. 

My hands fisted in the sheets as his tongue slid back up and he sucked my clit gently. "Right there, don't stop." I breathed and was rewarded with him sucking harder "Oh god" I moaned. I was lost in ecstasy as he licked and sucked, my orgasm coiled around me dragging me under waves of pleasure. My back arched as I exploded and I fought back a scream. It felt incredible. 

I was so sensitive that when he licked me softly I almost pulled away. Dimly I felt him move over me and I reached up and pulled his head down kissing him deeply. I could feel his cock hard and ready against my swollen lips. I couldn't help but rub myself against him, I needed to feel him inside me. I was a little surprised when he broke the kiss and directed me to roll onto my tummy. 

I rolled over reluctantly, already missing the weight of his cock against my swollen lips. I felt him straddle my legs and his hands move to my shoulders, caressing and rubbing. Oh that's nice, I thought to myself. "You're really good at this" I say quietly. 

"Lots of practice" he said with a laugh. 

As his hands moved lower over my back he gave me little kisses and licks on my shoulders. When he reached the small of my back he skipped over my butt and moved to the back of my thighs. Now I've never told anyone this, but having the back of my thighs touched is a huge turn on for me. Only a lover touches me there.

I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as his hands moved up towards my ass. I was trying to ease my legs father apart but they were trapped by his legs on either side of mine. I arched my back slightly and felt his legs move farther apart, it's not much but it gave me a chance to open my legs just a little.

I felt one of his hands on my hip holding me there as the other dipped between my legs, sliding over my lips, parting them. When he slid two fingers into me I gasped softly arching my back further. I felt his hand press down harder, trying to control my hips as his fingers slid in and out. I groaned when his fingers disappeared, expecting more teasing. It turned into a moan when I felt the head of his cock pushing into me.

"Oh yes" I gasped.

"God you're tight."

I groaned as he pushed further. He's bigger than what I was used to and I was breathless in anticipation. I was dying to feel him in me. When he drew back and trust gently I moaned. I wanted to open my legs so I could take all of him inside me but I was trapped by his legs. 

A few more shallow thrusts and then he stopped and his knee slid between my legs. I eagerly opened my legs and moved to pull myself onto my knees. Before I could I felt his arms move around me pulling me back into his lap thrusting the rest of the way into me.

My head fell back against his shoulder as he held me there. My hands pressed his arms tighter around me. My knees were too far away from the bed for me to draw myself up then thrust back down onto his cock, so I settled for a little swivel of my hips. It caused him to thrust up sharply and I realized he wasn't all the way in. My breath caught in my throat. "If you were mine I'd take you every night" another thrust, "and probably the mornings too" another thrust. 

I moaned as one of his hands slid down between my legs to rub my clit, the other slid up to cup my breast and he gave my nipple a little pinch. My hips rocked slowly and I whispered "Please."

"Tell me you want me Elle." He whispered in my ear.

"Oh god, I want you." I breathed as he slowly thrust into me "Please."

"Good girl." Something in me glowed when he murmured that. 

We stayed that way for several more minutes although it felt like hours. His thighs flexing under me as he slowly thrust upward, his hands moving over my skin as he explored me. I turned my head where it was resting against his shoulder and he captured my lips as his arms tightened around me. When the kiss broke we were both breathing hard. "Please." I whispered.

His hands moved back to my hips as he pushed me forward. When I got to my hands and knees I tried to push back into him but his hands stopped me holding me there as he slowly drew back and then thrust back into me. It was absolute agony, and I loved it. I could feel every inch of his cock as he moved, my pussy squeezed as he drew back, not wanting to let go of him for a moment. 

Finally after several slow strokes I felt his grip on my hips ease and I drove myself back on his cock. My breath exploded from my chest and my back arched "Oh yes" I moaned. I heard him groan softly as he ground his hips in a small circle and then drew back. When he thrust forward I pushed back hard. 

I was drowning in pleasure as he drove his cock deep into me. As the pace increased I heard him moan, it matched mine. I felt his hand slide around my hip to rub my clit. I reached out to grab a pillow to stifle my moans as they grew louder and loader.

"Yes Elle," he said softly "cum for me."

I could only nod slightly as it started to wash over me. I was screaming into the pillow as he slammed his cock into me. My contractions drove him over the edge and just as the last one hit I felt him swell inside me as he started to cum. His hands gripped my hips tightly, almost painfully, as his cum spurted deep into me. 

Oh God that felt amazing. One more thrust and then he slowed holding himself in me while he caught his breath.

He pulled me with him as he laid down on his side, pulling me against his chest. We didn't speak as we lay touching each other. I shifted to lay more on my shoulders so I could see him. He was smiling slightly as his hand slowly moved over my arm. I reached up and ran my finger tips over the side of his face, tracing his cheek. 

"So," I asked "when can we do that again?"

He laughed and kissed me softly "I'm not a machine you know."

"A girl can dream." I said breathlessly when he pulled away. 

"Can't get enough huh?" He said with a quick little peck on my lips. 

"When it's like that ummm hell no" I giggled and slid my hand through his hair to the back of his head pulling him back into the kiss. 

It was when he started to get hard that I realized he was still inside me this whole time. His hips shifted slightly and he moaned softly against my lips. "I was kind of kidding you know." I said breathlessly. 

He thrusted into me a little harder. "I wasn't." He said and kissed me deeply. I felt his hand on my leg pushing slightly, encouraging me to pull it up out of the way. 

The kiss broke as he shifted onto his knees straddling my other leg. As he moved he used little thrusts to turn inside me. It felt incredible. He leaned down and kissed me hard, it matched his movements as he drove his cock into me. I felt his arm behind my knee, pulling my leg up farther. I had no way of holding him back if he went too deep and right then he was very deep, almost to the point of pain. 

My eyes opened as he lifted his head, I looked up into his eyes and saw the slight smile curving his lips. I knew he could see the fear and excitement shining in my eyes. When his hips drew back my eyes drift closed and as I felt his cock slowly slide back into me he moaned low and deep. "God I could fuck you all night, you feel so good."

I giggled quietly "You can't, you'd kill me."

Another slow thrust, "Oh I think you can take it." He said as he thrust a little harder. 

His hips started to move faster. "Oh god" I moaned. I felt his lips on mine I reached up and slid my hands through his hair, cradling his head.

When I felt him start to sit up a little I reluctantly let him go. I felt his hands on my bent leg as he settled back onto his knees. When he thrust into me it was so deep it was tinged with pain, my breath caught in my throat. I wanted to tell him it was too much, that I couldn't take it but there was pleasure mixed with the pain. I couldn't say the words, I wanted him as deep as I could have him.

The pace increased and turned into a hard pounding thrust. His moans matched mine as we lost ourselves in the waves of pleasure washing over us. It built almost to the inevitable crescendo and then I felt him stop with his cock buried deep inside me. My eyes sprung open and he gave me a devilish smile.

As he pulled out of me he turned me onto my back pushing my legs apart and then his lips were on my pussy. My back arched as he licked and sucked my clit. "Don't stop, oh god please don't stop." I moaned.

My hands slammed into the head board as he sucked hard. I pushed myself against his lips as I felt a massive orgasm building deep within me. When it hit my back arched so hard I was sure I could feel bones snapping. I couldn't stop the low scream that escaped me.

Then he was over me, pushing his cock back into my pussy. I didn't know if I could take anymore, but I wanted to.

When his lips meet mine I moaned, kissing him with all the passion brewing inside me. His hips drew back and I thrust mine up to meet his when he slid back into me. After a few strokes I felt his right hand under my tailbone as he lifted my hips. 

"Yes," I moaned "fuck me hard." I barely got the words out before he slammed his cock into me. He moaned against my lips as the pace increased.

I was a little afraid as I felt another orgasm building, pulling me under as I gloried in the feeling of his cock moving inside me. Just as the first contraction hit me I could feel his cock swell as he spurted deep inside me. He groaned between kisses as he continued to move, shooting hot cum into me. 




Michael and Elle Pt. 03



When he stopped I couldn't help but wrap my legs around his hips, holding him close to me for a few moments. 

Looking deeply into my eyes he said very softly, "Mmmmm Elle, I think I want to keep you." I had no idea just how serious he was so I just smiled as I ran a hand through his hair.

It was several weeks later when he first tied me to his bed. Weeks after that he introduced me to his whips and I fell hopelessly in love. 

I'm lost in memories of that time in our life when Michael wakes me. The last thing I remember dreaming of was my hands tied to the bed posts with Michael straddling my head letting me lick and suck, the feeling of a riding crop skimming over my inner thighs. The anticipation gripping me while I wait for the first blow. 

When his cock slides into me from behind I gasp against Jason's chest. "Good morning Elle." He murmurs as his hand slides my leg over his. 

"Mmmm good morning Michael." I breathe easing out of Jason's arms.

Stroking into me slowly he whispers "So wet this morning, were you having a good dream?"

"Oh yes. It was very good." My hips rock back against him as he thrusts. His hand moves from where it settled on my hip between my legs his fingers easily finding my clit. I moan as he circles it slowly matching the pace of his hips. Jason moves under my head, I lift it from his chest trying not to disturb him as Michael's thrusts get harder. 

My breath gets louder as Michael works my clit pushing me closer and closer. "Oh god yes." I groan.

Michael moans as his hand moves faster, in time with his thrusts. I wonder if he's thinking of last night. It's been a while since Michael's been involved in a threesome with me. We really should do that more often.

My back arches and I moan loudly as he pushes me over the edge. Michael strums my clit a few more times before his hand moves up my body to grip my shoulder. I feel Jason move again as Michael thrusts harder, I'm reluctant to slow his movements as he drives into me. I love when he fucks me hard. 

"Mine." He growls against the back of my head. 

"Yes Michael." I breathe. 

He pulls me against him tightly, groaning as he spurts into me. I feel his lips on my shoulder as he stills. I turn slightly and he kisses me deeply. I smile as he draws back. 

"I'll go make breakfast if you want to wake Jason." He murmurs giving me one more kiss. 

"Thank you darling." I whisper smiling up at him as he gets out of bed. I hear his soft sigh as I turn back to Jason sliding my hand across his chest. Then his footsteps going down the stairs as Jason's arm tightens around me and my hand moves lower. My fingertips brush his semi hard cock lightly. 

I do adore a man that wakes ready to go first thing in the morning. It reminds me of Michael, how he used to wake up, turn me onto my tummy, straddle my legs and claim me hard. I can honestly say there is no better way to wake up everyday then having that kind of reminder of who you belong to, not that I could ever forget but don't tell Michael that okay?

I grip Jason's hardening cock gently stroking slowly while I watch his face. His eyelids flutter a few times but don't open. Easing myself under the covers I make my way down his body til I can run my lips over his hardness. His cock is hot and heavy in my hand, a fascinating feeling of silk covered steel. My eyes close as I run my tongue up the length of him, a soft suck when I reach the tip and then back down. 

I hear him move as my tongue moves up again, unable to resist I take him in my mouth and slide down as far as I can go. That elicits a soft moan from him. I feel his hips flex up under me as I stroke him with my hand and mouth. I stay there for a little while licking and sucking to my little hearts content, til I hear the change in Jason's breathing. 

Puffing the blanket up a bit I sit up a bit and swing a leg over him to straddle his hips. Pulling the blanket back when I'm settled I can see his eyes are still closed. I smile at his sleeping face as I reach down and guide his cock. It's a little easier than usual to work him in since my pussy is slippery from Michael's cum. Once I've taken all of him I sit up farther sliding my hands over his muscular chest. He really is a gorgeous man, any woman that captures his heart will be very lucky.

My hips rock as I stroke him deep inside me. His hands move from where they're resting by his sides, sliding up my legs to settle on my hips. His thumbs brushing over my skin as I slowly draw myself up and down. When he grips them tightly and drives his hips up my back arches and my head falls back. I moan loudly when he does it again. My hands move from his chest to his hands as we move together.

"Good morning handsome." I murmur looking down at him. 

"Good morning Elle." He groans as I grind my hips. 

His eyes are only half open as he smiles at me. "Do you always wake up this horny?"

"Doesn't everyone?" I ask with a breathless giggle. 

Reaching up he pulls me down for a soft kiss, moving his arms around me. He holds me close as he rolls us, still kissing me as he thrusts deep. I'm cocooned in passion as he drives his cock into me. I wrap my legs around his hips as he pounds me hard. 

Moaning against his lips I arch against him as I cum hard. Pulling his lips from mine he looks into my eyes, groaning as he follows suit. Then gives me a few short pumps with a long toe curling kiss. He rolls away from me just as Michael comes up the stairs. 

"Good morning Jason." He says quietly. 

"It most certainly is. " He answers with a laugh. "You two are amazing."

I can see suspicion in Michael's eyes as he searches Jason's face for signs of mockery. Finding none he smiles. "Come on you two breakfast will be ready in a minute." 

I smile and ease myself out of bed, I'm still quite sore from last night. Walking around the bed I snag my robe on my way to the washroom. "I'll be down in a minute honey." I say with a quick kiss. 

When I get downstairs I can hear the guys chit chatting in the kitchen. A question from Jason stops me in my tracks. "How do you do it man?" 

"Well" I hear Michael's soft reply.

"I mean it's obvious that you love her and she loves you. How do handle sharing her? Not that I'm complaining mind you."

"You've seen her." Michael answers, " Have you ever seen anything as beautiful as that look on her face when she's pleasuring a lover?" 

"That's true. She's stunning." Jason says, " I just don't know if I could ever do that. Let other guys share my wife if I'm not involved."

"Oh it's not easy but I could never deny her an opportunity to be pleasured even if it's being done by someone else. And she does make sure I'm involved even if it's just afterwards."

"Has it always been like this?" Jason asks. 

"No. When we first met things were much different." Michael answers.

"Oh?"

"Oh yes it was very different. Have you noticed her submissive tendencies?" Michael asks with a soft laugh.

"I have seen that a few times yes."

"Well she used to be my sub but once I saw her with a playmate things changed for me. I mean she was beautiful when we were together but seeing her with someone else was indescribable."

"So it was you that changed things?" Jason sounds perplexed. 

"Yes. I don't think it was easy for her in the beginning but she seems to enjoy it now."

"It sure looks like it." Jason says and I can hear the smile in his voice. "She's an amazing woman."

"I'm pretty lucky." Michael says in reply. 

"That you are my friend. That you are."



Michael and Elle Pt. 04



Introduction: Michael leads Elle down a new kinky path.

She was standing at the kitchen counter her hands frozen in the air above her coffee cup, heart beating wildly, her mind spinning. That was her first reaction when Michael told her what he wanted her to do. He'd already set everything up, all she had to do was be go with him and stay for a weekend. It was the thought of being on her own that was so scary.

By that point she'd already faced many challenges in their relationship but this was beyond anything she'd ever thought he'd ask of her. She was careful not to let any of her fear show outwardly but inside everything was shaking. How could she possibly do this?

She'd always trusted him, since the moment she met him she knew he'd never hurt her but what he's proposing could hurt them both. She really should have revised her checklist after they had gotten married but this subject has never come up so it never occurred to her to ask about it. 

At the time they had only been married for a year, together for three but their marriage was still new for them. It had been unconventional from the beginning but deep down she'd hoped for a little ordinariness to settle things a bit. 

She should have known better. 

It had begun six months earlier. He had stripped her down, bent her over the table in the playroom, clipped her wrist restraints into place and then blindfolded her. The last thing she saw before world went dark was his smile. 

His hands slid down her legs before he clipped her ankle cuffs to the table legs. She felt his breath against her back as he leaned over her prone form.

"Are you ready Elle?" He asked softly.

'Yes Michael." She answered.

"That's my girl." He hand slid up the back of her neck to grip her hair.

"Michael." She whispered as his hand turned her head to the side.

She could feel his lips brush her cheek. "Yes angel?"

"I love you." She sighed as his lips moved over her skin.

"I love you too Elle." His hands moved to her hips pressing her into the table as his jean clad hips swivelled against her upthrust ass. 

Her hands flexed as his moved back slightly and she felt a hand between her legs cupping her pussy before running his fingers along her slit parting her. She gasped as he slid his fingers into her. "Mmmm so wet for me. Good girl." He murmured as he stroked. Her hips tilted begging. 

His other hand disappeared and she could hear the zipper of his jeans as it slid down. The heavy weight of his cock on her ass caused her to pull against the restraints, tilting her hips as far as she could. His fingers disappeared from her pussy and she felt his hands on her ass pulling her lower lips open. His hips drew back letting the tip of his cock slip down, her breath caught in her throat as she waited. His hold on her tightened, keeping her in place as he drove forward, stretching her, filling her completely. 

"Yes." She breathed as he pushed forward. The pain was exquisite. 

"Who's pussy is this Elle?" He ground out as he started to stroke, short little movements that kept him mostly inside her. 

"Yours Michael." She gasped.

"Remember that." He said.

She didn't get a chance to ponder his tone before the flogger struck the left half of her back. The side of her breast tingled where it was grazed by the leather. She gasped from the shock of pain. It came down on her right side as he thrust forward and she moaned. 

The pain eased as he started to stroke deep two maybe three times. He pulled out then and the flogger hit her ass from the left then right in quick succession. Her hands curled into fists as the pain radiated up her back. Another strike from both sides before she heard the flogger drop on the table next to her and he shoved his cock back into her. 

She strained against the restraints trying to tilt her hips but even on her tiptoes she couldn't do much. There were moments when she hated that table, this was one of them. 

It was a custom made piece crafted out of wood, stained dark with thick straight legs. It stood three feet wide and three and a half feet long. Eye bolts gleamed along the bottom of the legs, each corner and in a row along the sides giving Michael the ability to clip her restraints in at several different angles. The top had a thin layer of padding covered in leather with seams six inches apart. The head of the table could be lowered to give him better access to her mouth and he had just recently added a little rack at the opposite end to hold a vibrator in place.

He'd mentioned adding another layer of soundproofing to the room after he'd brought that out the first time. She'd screamed herself hoarse and nearly passed out before he turned it off. As he had carried her upstairs to her to bed she admitted the first five orgasms were quite lovely but fifteen was too much for her, at least all at once. He thanked her for her honesty kissed her forehead and promised to keep it under fifteen next time. 

All day he'd been sending her flirty little texts, telling her about all the naughty things he wanted to do to her that night, tantalized her with the promise of the vibrator. She'd been on a slow burn all day and she just wanted to be fucked hard and deep. She knew it wouldn't be that easy but a girl can always hope. 

She moaned as he stroked at an agonizingly slow pace. She wanted to plead with him but she knew that would just prolong the torture. She'd learned that the hard way months ago. His ability to know how and when to give pain then pleasure to draw out just the right response from her body never failed to amaze her. More often than not she ended up a boneless quivering ragdoll by the time he was done with her. That day was no exception.

When his cock vanished from her pussy she groaned in frustration. Her reward was the sharp sting on the paddle across her ass. The next strike was lower, just above where her ass meets her thighs. "Mine." He murmured as the next fell on her pussy. 

She gasped as the pain shot down her legs. She struggled to breathe through the next few minutes as he ran his hand over her skin tenderly and then snapped the paddle over the same spot he'd just caressed. When she was finally able to draw in a short breath she low moan escaped her.

"Have you had enough Elle." He murmured as he delivered the next blow. 

"If it pleases you." She whispered.

His hand ran over her ass smoothing away the sting. "You always please me angel." He said softly. She heard the paddle fall on the little table against the wall. Her legs sagged as relief washed over her. The hard part should be over now.

She felt him near her head then. "Keep the blindfold on until I tell you to take it off." He must have seen the confusion on her face. This was different than what she'd grown used to. He had always let her take it off when he fucked her, so she could see his eyes, find reassurance in them. She could take anything he did to her as long as she could see the approval in his eyes. 

"We're going to try something a little different tonight." He whispered near her ear. "Do you trust her Elle?"

"Yes Michael." 

"Good girl." She thought for a moment she could hear footsteps on the stairs then. She was distracted as Michael released her left hand from the clip. "When I free your legs you're going to flip over onto your back." He said softly as the clip on the right snapped open. 

"Yes Michael." 

"Good girl." He moved to her ankles then. When they were free she pulled herself up

onto the table and turned over slowly, carefully so she didn't accidently hit him with any part of her. She rolled her wrists when she got to her back working out the kinks that lingered there. He took her hands then leaning over her. "Ass at the edge of the table angel." She scooted down a little and he clipped her hands into the restraints midway down the table. After pulling her hair out of the way he lowered the end of the table under her head. She couldn't help but smile knowing it meant she'd get to have him in her mouth. 

He positioned her feet at the corners of the table and clipped them back in. This was different too, normally he'd leave them unrestrained. His hands moved over her, skimming along her curves leaving a little trails of fire in their wake. When he reached her thighs she moaned. 

"Yours." She breathed as he reached her pussy, caressing her lips gently.

"Good girl." Softly as he explored her slick skin. Her hips tilted as he probed further just barely pushing into her. "Elle." Leaning over her lips pressing between her breasts. "I've invited someone to play with you tonight." Her heart started to pound then. His fingers pushed deeper stroking slowly.

"You're going to suck his cock like the good girl I know you are." Lips on her nipple then pulling it into his mouth sucking hard. 

Her back arched and her breath escaped with a little moan. She heard the rasp of a zipper close to her head and whimpered softly. "Shhhhh." Moving to the other nipple sucking hard. Another moan was torn from her throat. 

It took everything she had to keep still as she felt the tip of a cock brush her bottom lip. It traced her lips as Michael moved lower scattering kisses over her stomach. Just as Michael reached her pussy it eased past her lips and she forced herself to open her mouth for it. Her hands gripped the edge of the table tightly as it slid further and stopped. 

"Good girl." Michael's voice drifted up to her pulling her back from the panic that was threatening to overwhelm her. She took a deep breath as the cock pulled back almost leaving her mouth completely. She moaned softly as Michael pulled her open and his tongue slid inside then up to circle her clit. 

The cock slid back into her mouth, further this time. Guilt gripped her pounding heart as she sucked. Who are you? She wanted to ask. She knew not to though. It would disappoint Michael, nothing he could do hurt worse than that. 

A groan from above her as the cock drew back and she sucked slightly. Michael rewarded her by sucking her clit into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue. She barely noticed when his lips disappeared because the cock in her mouth had started to stroke with increasing rhythm. She moaned around it as Michael's pushed into her. He held himself there as his hands ran down her thighs. She didn't realize they were trembling til he gripped them near her knees. "You're doing great angel." His thumbs rubbed gently. "You look beautiful." He murmured. 

The owner of the cock in her mouth groaned again. She jerked when his hands slid over her breasts squeezing slightly. Michael's hands moved down her legs to settle on her hips. He drew back then til just the tip remained inside. "Just feel." He said softly and then filled her again. She groaned as he moved. 

After a few strokes she was able to relax into the pleasure they were creating in her. She sucked the cock in her mouth as it thrust farther. The hands on her breasts squeezed harder, Michael stroked deeper, harder. His hand moved to her pussy, fingers slipping around her clit. Her moans grew louder as he stroked it in time with his thrusts. 

An agonized moan tore through her when he pulled his hand away. The cock in her mouth withdrew and she could hear the owner move to the other end of the table near her left knee. 

Michael pulled out then, and the owner of the mystery cock stepped between her open thighs. 

"Elle." Michael said softly. "He's wants to fuck you." She gasped as the mystery cock slid up her lips to tap her clit. "Will you let him?"

"If it pleases you." She whispered blinking hard behind the blindfold. 

Her hips tilted for the other man as his thumbs pulled her lips open. She moaned as his cock slid down and pressed forward slightly. Her grip on the table tightened as the mystery cock pushed further. All her instincts were screaming at her to pull away. She took a deep shaky breath and reminded herself she belongs to Michael, to trust him. 

As the mystery cock filled her she whimpered. Michael's voice close to her right ear "Just feel Elle." 

"Yes Michael. " She whispered. The mystery cock pulled back slowly and then plunged into her. She gasped with pleasure. The other man groaned sliding his hands over her hips pressing her tightly against the table. She could hear Michael's weight shift, his hands moved to her breasts squeezing, kneading them. Her back arched as the cock started to increase its pace. She moaned loudly pulling her legs open farther. 

"That's it." Michael murmured closing his lips over a nipple pulling it into his mouth, scraping it with his teeth. She pulled at the cuffs holding her wrists, desperate to touch him, pull his head to hers, crush her lips against his. "Do you like that cock?" He asked softly as he moved to the other one.

"Yes." She breathed. The hands holding her hips squeezed harder for a second, the owner thrust harder. She arched against the table. "Again." She whispered. The other man obliged thrusting hard and deep. She sobbed. "More. Please."

Michael's lips left her then and she assumed he had stepped back to watch the other man fucking his wife. Reason and reality quickly slipped away as the other man pumped his cock into her. The fire he'd created in her building as she lost herself in the pleasure. "Oh god yes." She cried out as it consumed her, pulling her into the flames. She yanked the restraints hard, lifting her shoulders up as she contracted around him. He slowed then, savouring her orgasm. 

"Jesus." He groaned. She could hear his ragged breathing as his grip on her eased, his thumbs caressing her skin. 

"Do you want more Elle?" Michael whispered close to her ear once more. 

She lifted her head from the table." Yes please." She answered. 

The other man squeezed her hips again and then drew back. He held himself just inside her and for a moment she thought he might withdraw completely. Pleasure exploded in her as he drove his cock back in. 

"Yessss." She moaned. Her fingers flexed aching to touch him. Little gasps and moans escaped her lips as his pace increased. Michael groaned near her head as the other man thrust harder, pulling her hips with each stroke. 

Michael kissed her as the other man pounded into her, driving her closer and closer to the precipice again. Hands curling against the table and her back arching she leap into it, crying out as she fell. She was only dimly aware of the other man swelling inside her filling her with cum, groaning his release. He held himself there for a few moments, leaned over her and kissed her between her breasts.

His hands slid over her thighs as he straightened and withdrew. She heard his zipper as it was drawn up. Michael' lips left hers and he moved to the end of the table. She couldn't make out everything they said but she thought she heard "thank you" and "again" before the sound of footsteps on the stairs.

"Elle." Michael said softly coming back to her, unclipping her ankle restraints then her wrists and finally taking the blindfold off. She blinked against the bright light. He tilted the head of the table back to its flat position before moving back between her legs.

She gasped as he entered her, hard and deep. "That was so much better than I'd imagined." He smiled down at her excitement shining in his eyes. 

She glowed under his praise, her hands reached for him. He leaned over her letting her grasp his shoulders so she could pull her upper body off the table to reach for a kiss. He obliged her and they moved together without breaking the kiss, each finding their release quickly. 

She fell back on the table, to spent to hold herself up anymore. He waited a few moments letting his breathing come back down to normal before removing the cuffs from her wrists and ankles. After he'd put them away on a shelf he gathered her up and carried her upstairs. She clung to him weakly, almost asleep before he laid her on the bed. She started to drift off when he left the room briefly. He came back with a warm wet washcloth to smooth over her skin. She smiled as he moved her limbs to get to the important spots.

"I think you wore me out tonight honey." She murmured.

He chuckled softly. "Yes I think we did." He kissed her as he pulled the comforter over her. "Go to sleep my naughty little angel."

"Yes Michael." She mumbled as she snuggled into the pillow.

The evening events invigorated Michael's desire for Elle, not that it had ever subsided really. Each morning since her official submission he woke her by turning her onto her stomach and taking her from behind. On nights when they didn't have a playroom session they still had sex, but after that night it increased to two or three times a night. He was insatiable in and out of the playroom. 

Because it was new territory for them she hesitated in questioning his reasons for doing this now. It had been a maybe on the checklist she'd done before they got married but she hadn't updated it since then. She speculated in the quiet moments, that perhaps it was simply to put a brighter spark in their sex lives.

If she had known the real reasons she might have asked him to stop pushing her boundaries. He was steering her, as Doms do for their subs, in new directions to move past her previous boundaries. To show her the guilt that had clearly been etched on her face as the other man took her was unnecessary.

They had discussed it early on in their marriage but she had resisted outwardly. Inwardly she had been curious but felt guilty for the bubble of excitement that sprang to life in her chest. She couldn't quite understand why he would want to share her but that was colored by her own jealousies. Regardless of her being a sub and her desire to make Michael happy she hadn't been able to move past that. She hated the thought of him with another woman. 

He, on the other hand, was more than turned on imagining her with other men. Seeing her with the mystery man had been so much better than any of his fantasies. Despite her misgivings she had been just as responsive as he'd hoped. She was beautiful when she let herself give in to the physical pleasure he offered her. 

He knew he could have instructed her to fuck the mystery man or any other man he chose for her and she would have done it. That was just the way Elle was. She would endure almost anything for him. He didn't want her to just endure. He wanted her to enjoy it, to want more.

He was just as in love with her as she was with him. Her desire to make him happy matched his own desire for her happiness. 

It had been a challenge to explain that to her in the beginning. She had the usual misconceptions about a Dominant/ submissive relationship but she was in love so she gave him the opportunity to change her mind. He showed her it wasn't about abuse or power. There is a beauty in submission. That it's earned rather than taken and there is strength in bending your knees for someone, giving them control of your body. 

He honoured the trust she placed in him in and out of the playroom. He knew he could push harder, faster but in doing so he would hurt her, confuse her and eventually lose her respect and trust. No sexual fantasy was worth that. So he was careful in his choices on how to push her forward. Up to this point she had met every challenge he set out for her with very little hesitation but he knew the bigger stumbling blocks were coming.

The mystery man was just the beginning. But he had every confidence that she would be able to overcome her misgivings and welcome the pleasures he had in store for her.



Michael and Elle



"Hmmm" is his quiet answer.

"Honey I'm curious, has anyone ever fucked that sweet ass?" I murmur against his hair.

I feel him jerk slightly "No Elle."

"Would you like me to?"

"If that's what you'd like Elle" he says quietly. 

"Well it's something we can think about." I say with a smile. I know if I insist he'll let me do whatever I want to that lovely body. My mind spins at the thought of having him bent over as I take him with a strap on, god that's sexy. I give him a soft kiss on the temple "I love you Michael."

"I love you Elle" he says with a smile. I gather up the dishes quickly, bring him a coffee and then go tidy the kitchen. I know he'll be leaving soon and I'll need a few minutes to put on the rest of my outfit before Shane gets here. When he's finished his coffee he comes into the kitchen to kiss me goodbye, it's a long lingering kiss that makes me cling to him.

I wait til I hear the car pull out of the drive way before hurrying upstairs to put on a garter and stockings. Not a moment too soon too as I hear the doorbell ring just as I finish getting my heels on. I walk calmly down the stairs trying not to trip in my excitement.

When I get to the door I can see Shane through the glass, he's not alone. I open the door inviting them in. Shane gives me a quick kiss as he walks past me to hang up his jacket "Elle, this is Jason" he says and then I'm face to chest with this very good looking, very tall black man.

He leans down and brushes my lips mummering "Nice to meet you Elle." If I would have been wearing panties they would have been very damp at this point. 

As we move into the living room Shane explains "I met Jason last week, he's looking to be a in a threesome. I immediately thought of you."

"How very thoughtful" I say quietly.

"When do you expect Michael?" he asks.

"He should be back in about an hour or so" I say with a smile.

"We shouldn't waste time then" Shane says leading me over to the back of the couch, placing one of my hands on the back, directing me to lean forward. He turns back to Jason and says "Elle is a good little slut, she never wears panties when I come by" he lifts my skirt to show him.

I can hear Jason's indrawn breathe as he spots my garter and stockings "Sexy" he says softly moving closer.

"Elle spread your legs like a good little slut." I immediately step my feet farther apart and arch my back, offering myself to them.

I feel Jason's fingers slide along my slit "Nice and wet. You're right she's a good whore." My hips start to rock as his fingers slide back and forth. I hear a zipper and open my eyes to see Shane offering me his cock to suck, I immediately start to lick and suck. "Wow she's a horny little slut" I hear Jason say, just before he lowers himself to devour my pussy. I whimper around Shane's cock, partly in fear.

Shane holds my head as he fucks my mouth. "Make her cum Jason, she gets really fucking tight." I make a panicked little noise. "You'll really like it." Jason starts eating in earnest forcing me closer and closer I'm screaming around the cock plundering my mouth, my hips bucking against Jason's lips. 

Thank god Jason is holding me open with his big hands, my legs go out from under me when I cum. I hear Shane say softly "That's it oh yeah." Still holding me I feel Jason stand up behind me, I have no idea when he took his pants off but there is no mistaking the weight of his cock resting on the crack of my ass. Oh god it feels huge. He rubs himself on me holding my hips tightly. "Mmmmm give it to her." Shane moans pushing his cock deeper into my mouth.

I feel one of Jason's hands disappear between my legs then his cock probing the soft folds of my pussy. I try to pull away when he starts to enter me, he's so big, but his hand is like a vice on my hip holding me in place as he pushes further stretching me. "Jesus she's tight" he moans once the head is in. His hand moves back to my hip as he starts to work his cock in further. When he gets to about nine inches he stops giving me little strokes.

Shane pulls out of my mouth. Leaning close he asks "Do you like that Elle?" 

"Yes" I whisper breathlessly.

"Do you want more?"

"Yes" nodding helplessly.

"Do you think you can take it?"

"Ooooh yes" I moan.

"Give her all of it man" he says as he moves away. I know he's taking a video on his phone, probably to taunt Michael with but I'm so focused on the cock inside me I can't do anything to stop him. A few more inches and Jason is buried in my pussy, I can hear him breathing heavy fighting for control.

"God that's a nice pussy" he growls. He leans forward pulling down the straps of my dress, freeing my breasts. He squeezes them hard as he gives me a few shallow pumps and then drives his cock into me.

I can't make a sound as Jason pounds my pussy. I can barely breathe, I can only take what he's giving me, gripping the back of the couch, my head thrown back in ecstasy. I can only imagine how it looks, my eyes closed breast swaying with every thrust. "Where do you want my cum Elle?" He grinds out as he thrusts.

"She loves to swallow" Shane answers.

"Is that right Elle?" Jason demands fucking me hard, I nod quickly. "God what a good whore" he says, "come here" he pulls out and spins me around, I drop to my knees my mouth open, ready. Jason strokes his massive cock a few times then shoves the tip in my mouth filling it with cum. There's so much I almost couldn't take it all but I managed. I give him a good suck milking him with my hand to make sure I've got all of it. He groans when I kiss the tip.

"Wow Elle" he says when I stand. I smile up at him wiping the corners of my mouth with my index finger.

"What did I tell you" Shane says walking up behind me cupping my breasts, rolling my nipples before giving them a pinch. My hips push back against him of their own volition. Jason tugs my dress down over my hips, it falls to my feel. "Go upstairs Elle. You know what I want" Shane says in my ear.

"Yes Shane" I say smiling at Jason. 

I go upstairs as directed, when I get to the bedroom I go to the dresser, open a drawer and pull out a small whip. I place it on the bed and then hop up next to it, my cheek pressed against the mattress, ass up, legs wide, back arched, completely exposed. I can feel my pussy getting wet in anticipation as I hear them coming up the stairs. When Jason sees me he turns to Shane "Where do I get one of these."

I can hear the appreciation in his voice. "Well if you do a good job I'm sure she"ll invite you back. You may need to be okay with her husband watching but I think it's worth it" he says with a smile. He points to a wingback chair in the corner "Why don't you have a seat, this shouldn't take long."

"I do love a good show" Jason says as he moves to sit. 

Shane walks over to me running his hand over my back as he picks up the whip. Jason stares silently as Shane runs the handle over my skin. "Remember the rules" Shane murmurs.

I'm looking at Jason as I answer "Yes Shane." My eyes close as the handle moves over my pussy, dipping in slightly. Oh I'm sore from Jason's cock already, this is going to be tough. When I feel the business end of the whip against my skin my legs tense. I'll have to fight every instinct I have to hold still. The first crack of the whip takes me by surprise, I jerk involuntarily, damn.

"Elle" Shane says "What did I tell you?" he grabs my hair pulling my head back.

"To hold still" I whisper fighting back tears.

He let's go of my hair with a shove and says roughly "Give me your pussy." Reluctantly I tilt my hips further. The sharp crack of the whip catches me right next to my clit. I cry out into the mattress. "Good girl" he mutters running his hand over my ass. The next crack raises a welt on my ass but I hold still. It takes another two before I flinch "Dammit Elle" he growls.

I tilt my hips again, this time it catches me at the entrance to my hole. I'm breathing heavy staring into Jason's eyes. I can see he's turned on, his cock is twitching with every strike of the whip. I smile slightly, and take a deep breath. The next one catches a lip. The pain blooms inside me, I bite my lip moving slightly. Another crack as it hits my pussy again, I tilt my hips again and am rewarded with another strike on my pussy.

"Dude" Jason breaths, "she's doing it on purpose."

"I know" Shane answers "She loves to have her naughty little pussy whipped. Don't you Elle?" I nod slightly which results in another blow. I moan softly. My breath catches as I see the whip drop next to me. I feel Shane's cock slide up and down my aching slit. My hands fist in the comforter as he slides in stretching me, oh god that hurts. My pussy is throbbing as he draws back and drives his cock into me. I smile at Jason through a veil of tears, licking my bottom lip as I stare at his cock. He takes the invitation and comes over to the bed, crawling in right under me. Without asking I start licking his cock, revelling in the taste of us mixed together.

That's how Michael finds us. His wife naked except a garter belt, stockings, and heels, his best friend buried cock deep in her bright red pussy, ass covered in welts while she licks a strangers massive black cock.

I hear his indrawn breath as he stands in the doorway "Elle!" he whispers.

"Hi honey." I murmur between licks.

"Hey Michael." Shane grunts between thrusts. I moan as he pounds me. God it's so good. I hear Michael move to the chair and sit. I know if I look up his hands will be gripping the arms of the chair tightly. He's probably fighting to keep from pulling me away from them.

I hear his sigh as I take Jason's cock in my mouth "So beautiful."

Shane's pace is increasing as he fucks me mercilessly. I whimper every time he drives himself into my aching slit. His hands grip my hips pulling me back to meet his thrusts. I moan louder around Jason's cock.

Shane slams into my pussy filling me with hot cum crying out in ecstasy. A few short thrusts as he runs his hands over my up thrust ass. I look up to see a stricken look in Michael's eyes. "Michael" Shane says stepping back, "you should get your wife ready to fuck Jason again."

"Again?" Michael croaks standing and moving to the edge of the bed. "Elle?" he says softly.

Shane takes his arm leading him to the other side of the bed to my exposed pussy. "Come on man" he says giving him a little shove. 

I feel Michael's hands moving over the welts on my ass, gently, trying to soothe my abused skin. His hands move to my pussy pulling me open gently, I moan when his tongue meets my skin. He licks the cum from my lips before his tongue enters me drawing the cum from inside into his mouth.

Shane leans close to Michael and whispers "Make her cum." We all know why he wants that. Michael slowly fucks me with his tongue before moving to suck my clit. He knows I'll cum hard if he does that.

My head bobbing on Jason's cock, hips rocking against my husbands soft lips I explode. Michael continues to lick as I catch my breath. I feel Jason's hands on my head pulling me to him "Come on Elle ride this big cock, I want to cum in that tight wet pussy." He pulls me away from Michael turning me to face him. I straddle his hips while he holds his cock at the ready for me.

Michaels eyes are glued to us as I work Jason's big cock into me. When I've taken all of it he looks into my eyes "Elle" he says softly, my hips rock and my head falls back as I moan softly. Jason's big hands grip my waist as he lifts me up stroking upward with his big cock.

"Oh god yes" I breathe looking back into Michael's eyes. The bliss on my face is unmistakeable. Michael is watching fascinated by the huge black cock disappearing into his wife.

"Damn she looks beautiful when she's being fucked." I hear Shane murmur.

"Oh yes" Michael answers. 

"Do you like that cock Elle?" Shane asks.

"Oh god yes." I cry out between thrusts " Soooo good" I moan. Jason's hands release my hips, I hold myself up to take his thrusts, while his hands move to my breasts squeezing them hard.

"Oh fuck yes!" Jason cries out pulling me into his lap hard. Three of us can see his balls tighten as he fills me with cum. We're all quiet as Jason and I catch our breath. "Michael," Jason says, "you are one lucky man."

"I know" he says softly, looking into my eyes. I smile at he him, my heart swelling. Oh I love this man so much. 

Later while Michael and I are in the bath together he gets a text from Shane. I know without looking it's the video of Jason and I in the living room. I rest my head on his shoulder and listen in silence as he watches it, I feel his cock getting hard against my back.

"Elle" he says softly, " you really are beautiful when he fucks you."

I smile as I look up at him, "thank you honey."

"I love you Elle." He kisses me deeply.

"I love you Michael".

The next morning I still think I'm the luckiest woman in the world despite the fact that I had to sleep on my stomach because of the welts and bruises on my ass from last nights play session.

I feel the blanket being lifted off me and hear Michael's quick indrawn breath "Oh Elle" he whispers, "Why do you let him do that to you?" I feel him brush my hair away from my face and his lips touch my cheek. "Why Elle?" I sigh softly, we've had this conversation before and I am just not in the mood to rehash old arguments this morning. 

I open my eyes smiling up at him "Good morning Michael."

"Good morning Elle."

"Are you forgetting something?" I ask.

"I thought you might want to skip it today considering."

"No Michael I never want to skip that. I can't think of a better way to start the day." He smiles as I roll onto my back, offering myself to my husband .

"Yes Elle" as his head dips and he captures my lips in a toe curling kiss. He crawls into bed between my legs, stretching out over me. 

Things are a bit different this morning, not the usual claiming. Today I'm treated to soul searing lovemaking at it's finest. By the time Michael is done caressing my body I couldn't possibly feel more loved, cherished, just utterly worshiped.

Once he's made me cum twice with his tongue he slips a pillow under my hips taking care with the bruises on my ass. When he slides his cock along my tender slit my breath hisses between my teeth. He looks at me sharply "Elle are you sure you want this right now."

I smile "Oh yes, I need you Michael ."

"Then you should have me Elle" he says quietly. He starts to ease his cock between my lips, it's taking everything I have not to express any of the pain washing over me. I breathe a tiny sigh of relief when I've taken all of him. I pull my legs wide as he leans forward bracing his hands on either side of me.

When he starts to move in me it's exquisite. The pain intensifies every sensation as my husband slowly draws back then fills me again. "Oh god Michael" I moan. My hands slide down his chest to rest on his hips as he pumps.

"Elle you're so beautiful" he groans leaning down to kiss me. We rock together til I feel him swell inside me filling me with his warm cum. We lay together foreheads touching as we catch our breath.

"I love you Michael." I whisper brushing my lips across his.

"I love you Elle" he answers deepening the kiss.

"What's for breakfast?" I ask brightly when he pulls away. He laughs as he moves away from me and reaches for my robe.

"Greek yogurt and fruit."

"Mmmmm my favourite" I say standing and putting the robe on. 

"The coffee should be ready too" he says slipping into his robe. He takes my hand and leads me down to the kitchen. 

He watches me closely while we're sitting at the table. My movements are careful and measured. Yep those guys used me very hard last night. 

"Honey, I think you're right about Shane." There's a question in his eyes "I don't think I want to see him anymore. His surprises are a little more than I can handle and I think he's just going to get worse".

Michael nods slowly "I think you're right Elle. What he did to you last night..." He trails off but the hurt in his eyes is plain.

"I know honey. I think he's better off with finding a true sub and training her the way he wants." I can see relief in his eyes.

"What did you think of Jason?" I ask. His head dips forward and I see his shoulders shake slightly, when he looks up again I can see he's laughing. "What? He seemed really nice when Shane wasn't egging him on. Plus oh my goodness he was good looking" Michael smiles and shakes his head. He stands up walks over to me and plants a kiss on my forehead.

"Yes Elle, he's very good looking. We should have him over for dinner sometime." I can hear him laughing softly as he walks into the kitchen. 

I know what he's thinking, I'm not at all interested in how good looking or how nice Jason is, that I'm only looking for a chance to ride that big cock again. And yes that's definitely part of it but I really do think he's a nice guy. I'd like to see what he's like with out Shane influencing him. I realize the danger in seeing a play partner so often and so quickly but I'm very tempted to take the chance. 

As it turns out I'm not the only one thinking of flirting with danger. Jason sends me a text while I'm in the shower. "Elle you're amazing. I can't stop thinking about last night. I'd love to see you again."

Michael reads it to me as I'm drying off. I smile as I move the towel over my legs, it falters slightly as I catch a glimpse of my bruises in the mirror. As much as I enjoy rough play and some pain I don't enjoy how it affects Michael. That look in his eyes when he sees the marks left on me. I know he feels like he's failed me somehow but nothing could be farther from the truth. By allowing me the freedom to explore my sexuality he's fulfilled me in ways I couldn't have fathomed before I met him. 

"What are you going to tell him?" Michael asks looking up from my phone.

"I don't know honey. Maybe sure we should get together again sometime?"

"What if he wants another threesome with Shane?" He asks.

"I'll tell him we'd need to find someone else."

"Yes, you have others you can ask" he says softly.

"Yes darling." I say with a quick kiss on the cheek. I hear him sigh as I walk past. "Honey, I said I'd give up Shane, not the others" I say slightly exasperated.

"Yes Elle" he says quietly stepping into the shower. I know he's still hurting over last night so I don't rebuke him. Instead I wait til he's out of the shower, towel wrapped around his waist, walk up behind him wrapping my arms around him.

Pressing my lips against his back "Michael" I say softly.

"Yes Elle."

I give him a squeeze "I love you" he pulls my hand from where it's resting on his waist, planting a kiss on my palm.

"I love you too."

For the next three days I declined offers for play dates. It wasn't easy, I passed up several lovers I knew were guaranteed to provide a pleasure filled evening. But I felt it was important to focus on Michael and I for a little while.

Oh there were moments when my focus blurred a bit, like when we went out dancing. I'd spotted this gorgeous younger guy with a stunning ass. I couldn't help but stare as he moved in time with the music. I know Michael saw my smile when we made eye contact. The jealously written on his face when the younger guy came over to our table was pretty clear. I got his number anyway, smiling as I put it in my phone. I definitely want to sample that delicious body. Finding out Julian is a sub was just icing on a very tempting cake.

The next day I hear from Shane. He wants to see me and isn't happy with my decision to end it. He blames Michael. He ignores my protests and insists on seeing me, to hear it from me directly. 

When he shows up after work that afternoon I let him in reluctantly. I'm busy making dinner, Michael will be home soon. When he crowds me against the counter with his big body my resolve almost falters. I know if I relent I'll have that big cock forced into me and be ridden to a massive orgasm.




Michael and Elle



"I've made my decision Shane" I say quietly. I feel his hands on my hips, his mouth against the back of my head.

"Can't we talk about this" he murmurs pulling my skirt up.

"No Shane" I whisper. Fuck, I can feel my pussy getting wet. 

"Come on Elle. You know I'll fuck you hard, just the way you like it." His hands slip under my skirt and hook the waistband of my panties easing them down over my hips. 

"I know" I groan, pressing my hands flat on the counter. My panties fall to the floor, his hands flip my skirt up onto my back as he pushes me forward. "No Shane" I breathe, "please don't."

Holding me down with one hand his other slips between my legs running his fingers over my dripping wet slit. "Mmmm I think you want it Elle, you little whore."

"No Shane, I don't. Please don't do this." His hand disappears and I hear his zipper. My legs wobble slightly, god I need it. 

"Liar" he growls running his cock along my slit, shoving the head inside.

"Please Shane" I beg trying to pull away, my hands on his where they're gripping my waist.

"Lying little whore" he groans as he shoves himself inside me. My breath explodes from my chest as the pain radiates from my pussy. Oh god that feels good.

"Stop lying Elle, tell me you want it" he growls drawing back. 

"Please" I whisper and I'm rewarded with a hard thrust "No."

"Lying slut" as he draws back again.

"Nooooo" I moan when he slams back in.

There's a menacing note in his voice when he leans over me and says "Then fight harder." Oh god he feels so good.

"I can't" I moan softly.

"Then tell me you want it" he says grabbing the back of my right leg, lifting it, shoving my bent knee onto the counter. Jesus he's so deep. I shake my head. "Say it" he demands as his thrusts pick up speed.

"No" I breathe but I feel my hips push back.

"That's it whore. Take it."

"Yes" I whisper, my head falling forward in defeat. I feel his hand in my hair pulling my head back as he drills himself into me. 

I don't hear the door open or Michael's footsteps as he pounds me. I don't see the look on his face as I moan "Oh fuck yes, I want it hard. Oh god yes!" I don't hear him as he moves into the kitchen to find his wife bent over the counter being fucked hard by the friend she said she wouldn't fuck anymore.

I don't know he's there til just as I'm cumming I see his reflection in the window. I can't stop the scream building in me even with the image of Shane's smug smile as he sees Michael behind us. His hand releases my hair and grips my hip pulling me back hard. I whimper in pain. "Lying. Fucking. Whore" he growls as he pumps hot cum into me. 

The only sound in the kitchen is Shane and I breathing heavy. Finally he pulls out of me and I slide my leg off the counter, yank my dress back down and spin around to face him. "Elle." I barely hear Michael over the blood pounding in my ears. 

I take a step towards Shane looking up at him. "How dare you"

"Clearly you wanted it Elle. You need to stop lying to yourself, stop lying to Michael."

"I don't want you anymore. You need to accept that. Now get out."

"You heard her Shane" Michael says quietly, taking a step forward "you need to leave."

"Fine I'll go." Looking over his shoulder at Michael, "But Elle you need to stop trying to convince yourself you don't want me."

"Out" is all I say in response. He gives me a smile and the turns to leave. 

The shaking doesn't start til I hear the door close. The tears hold back til I feel Michael's arms around me. "I'm sorry" I whisper, "I couldn't stop."

"Elle I should have been here" his hands moving on my back "I'm so sorry angel."

"I hate that he has this hold over me."

"Me too angel."

"Why can't I just say no to him?"

"I don't know angel." Michael says quietly, pulling me in tightly.

But he does know. He knows because it's the same hold he had over me in the beginning. The very same.