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The Anniversary Present

By: dave_jones_50



"Darling," I asked my wife one sunny afternoon, "let's get away somewhere special for our anniversary. I'm thinking of the Bahamas."

"That would be lovely," replied Cindy. "I want it to be very special, too." She smiled.

It would be our 25th year together. At 50, Cindy still seemed to me to be the girl I married long ago—the same sweet temper, the petite figure, the cute blonde ponytail. True, her hair was now highlighted, there were wrinkles around her eyes, and she was the grandmother of a little boy. She was still beautiful in the way the light shone in her eyes.

"It's a deal then. We'll make it a long weekend, just the too of us." She nodded her assent and I made a note to plan for the trip.

Cindy was still working in the fashion industry as a consultant. Her other career, as an escort, dancer, and prostitute for select black men (mostly professional athletes) had wound down and finally ended in her 40's. Good as she was at it, her age caught up with her when other, younger white women became strong competition. She retired gracefully from a business we both liked and continued to enjoy black men privately when the occasion offered.

She was never really interested in bringing complete strangers to bring to our marriage bed, though she would meet men passed on to us from Jackson, Lionel, Leroy and other close back friends. As we grew older, we relied on a dwindling circle of men we'd come to know, and that seemed enough for us both.

It had been a busy year with our jobs and family. Cindy was a volunteer in several charitable organizations which kept her working into the evenings. The chance to get away would be a welcome change.

We flew to our destination on schedule. I had booked a honeymoon suite on the beach. It cost a pretty penny, but we could afford it. The sun and sand was just what we needed towards the end of a long winter and we made the most of it.

While the trip was our gift to each other, I wanted to give my wife something more to celebrate the anniversary. I meant it to be something very special.

We decided to dine in our suite. While I ordered champagne, and a lovely repast of her favorite seafood, Cindy retired to the bedroom to dress. When she emerged, she was wearing an ensemble of white bridal lingerie. A pretty satin buster hugged her pert breasts and held up her dainty white stockings.

Long white satin gloves encased her arms. Sheer white panties revealed the dark shadow of her pubic hair, and continued in a silk thong in the crack of her firm buns. She stood on 4-inch white patent leather pumps with spiky heels. Flowing from her hair was a lovely white bridal veil.

I was enchanted. Always tuned to fashion, Cindy had outdone herself.

"You look gorgeous, darling," I whispered. "The perfect bride."

"Thank you" she smiled. "I ordered this from the catalogue of a designer I've worked with. They have a complete line of wedding fashions."

"I feel like I'm at our wedding, or at least our wedding night again."

We kissed, lovingly. When we had finished our dinner, I turned to her and held her hand.

"Darling, I have one more gift for you. I have to make a quick call, and it will be here."

She looked at me expectantly, wondering what it could be. I made the call.

Five minutes later there was a knock at the door. I opened it and four tall young Bahamian youths entered the room. Black and handsome, they were all about 18 years of age. Cindy was old enough to be their mother.

Cindy looked at me with wide eyes. 

"These are friends of Leroy's, darling. They are my special gift to you for the rest of the night."

The boys smiled at her and she smiled back.

"Oh, Bill, you think of everything! How wonderful of you!"

I introduced the boys to her. There names were Thomas, Leon, Miguel and Daniel. They were all quite polite. I could see that a white woman dressed for her wedding night was a thrill to these boys. The lust showed in their eyes.

"The rules are simple, gentlemen. You are here to give my wife as much pleasure as she wants. From previous experience, I thought it might take four of you to do that. She likes to keep going for quite a long time, perhaps late into the night, so pace yourselves. Take a break every hour...she will need it, and you might too. Since this is for her, it's best to do her one at a time, except if you're giving her a DP. Darling, do you feel like that, too?"

"Yes."

It had been almost a year since her last DP. It was something she had missed.

"Now when you cum, gentlemen, try to do it in her pussy or, if she likes, in her ass. As soon as you've cum, signal me and I will come to her and clean her up with my mouth. That's all; enjoy yourselves!"

The boys took off their clothes in the bedroom. I saw Cindy's look of appreciation when she saw the long thick pricks dangling in front of them when they entered the sitting room. Within moments they were in full erection. Their coal black balls hung low behind protruding shafts. I could see that these young males were going to have plenty of stamina. I would have a lot of semen to lick up before the night was done.

Bless her heart, Cindy took the time to give each of their cocks a tickle and rub, followed by wet licks and kisses, even though they hardly needed warming up. By the time she was ready to be fucked, they were as randy as goats. 

She started with Thomas, whose name matched his huge genitalia. She sat back on the couch and spread her legs for him. We watched as he slid in up to his balls. He pressed her legs back to her shoulders and rammed his black truncheon into her white cunt. She breathed heavily and whimpered.

A moment later she tensed and wrapped her arms around Thomas, pulling him to her. She gave a long squeal as she reached her first climax. He kept pounding it to her. Cindy clutched at him. Soon she crested to another big orgasm, squealing with delight. After two more climaxes, Thomas thrust himself into her as deeply as he could penetrate. They came together with loud, jerky movements. 

When he withdrew I knelt in front of her open legs. Milky white sperm bubbled from her vagina, running down to her rosebud anus and thighs. I licked it up, sucking the juice from her oozing labia. I leaned my head back on the couch, face toward the ceiling. She lowered herself on me and squeezed her womb. I swallowed more gobs, salty and delicious.

Daniel took her to the bedroom. We stood around as he mounted her and inserted his long black dick. It was so long it must have been pushing into her cervix. We watched as he worked it in and out, sometimes withdrawing completely before lunging back into the warm depths.

This time her orgasms continued almost without interval. One peak led to another. I had seen this before, though not for some years. Cindy had reached a world of her own. Waves of pleasure filled her loins.

Daniel exploded with a grunt, joined by the unmistakable sounds of my wife's own explosion. When he withdrew, the sticky liquid gurgled from her open hole. I lapped it up for some time.

Miguel took her doggy style, with me underneath in 69 position to catch the cum. His thrusting tool was an inch from my face. I could feel the spasms her pleasure. Up and up and over, and up and up again. I lost count. When he was finished I again swallowed the tangy semen burbling from her opening.

Leon was fast. He mounted her and fucked like a stevedore until she came. He didn't miss a beat and within another minute they both came together in a sweaty writhing. I drank another draught of semen.

We took a break. A bottle of champagne disappeared as we emptied our glasses. After the frenzy of nonstop fucking, the rest was welcome. We talked lazily for a half an hour.

"Darling, do you want to continue?"

"Yes."

The second round was much like the first. It lasted twice as long, though. The boys were able to keep her going without cumming themselves. I didn't clock it, but it was nearly two hours when they had all cum again. It was the longest bout of continuous fucking I'd ever seen from my wife. At 50 she could cum as easily and often as she did as a college girl. I adored her!

The second break lasted nearly an hour. Again, I checked to make sure she wanted to continue.

"Certainly, darling. I'm having a great time. And I think I'm ready for some anal pleasure as well!"

"Gentlemen," I cautioned, "make sure you use plenty of lube on your cocks. And take it slowly until she's opened up. Then you can do as you like. And she will like to take two of you at a time."

The prospect of anal sex with my sweet wife, still in her bridal white (only the panties removed), stimulated our friends to renewed bouts of lust. 

Daniel went first, stroking his long dick with lots of lube before gently inserting it into the open asshole she presented to him, on her hands and knees. Cindy enjoys anal sex, sometimes intensely, but the orgasms don't arrive as frequently without clitoral stimulation of some kind.

Knowing this, I took up the 69 position under her and managed to lick her clit while the boys took her ass. I was pleased when she rocketed to orgasm after orgasm under this treatment. 

"Oh, Darling...I love what you're doing to me!" I ate her with gusto, tickling the big clit with my tongue while big cocks rammed her rear. I could feel that her orgasms were very intense and long lasting. When I was sure she was red hot from this preparation, I got up and invited the boys to take her two at a time. 

She squatted over Miguel, inserting his long penis into her anus. With her legs open and resting on her feet and hands, she took Thomas into her wet cunt at the same time. The two cocks corkscrewed into her as she swiveled around them.

"Oh my God!" She moaned. "I love this!"

I watched as her excitement mounted. Her breath came in gasps. She began cumming, hard. The two men kept up the rhythm, not missing a beat. My bride was orgasming continuously. I had seen this before, in the same manner of two at a time. Her orgasms went on and on. Finally, she stopped; she couldn't catch her breath.

"Would you like to rest, dearest?" I asked.

"Just for a moment. I want more."

As soon as her breathing calmed, I beckoned to Leon and Daniel to take over. This time she squatted over them cowgirl style, offering her anus to Leon and her vagina to Daniel. Within a minute she was back in her special world. I envied her in a way for it. But I would not want to exchange places; I loved to watch her too much.

I was amazed at how long she was able to keep it up. It went on an on. The only thing that finally interrupted her orgasmic reverie was her partners' own orgasms. Once again I performed my cleaning duty, this time for both holes. It was my pleasure!

We took another long break. I thought she was done for the night. I was wrong.

"Have you had enough, baby?" I asked somewhat anxiously.

"No."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, it's all right."

"What would you like them to do?"

"I want two of them together in my pussy."

I looked at her with amazement. I had never seen her do that, or mention it. Her tight vagina barely stretched to take one of them. Two would be something else.

"Which two?"

She looked at them for a moment.

"Thomas and Miguel."

She had chosen the two fattest pricks. This was going to be something to remember.

She led Miguel to the bed and told him to lie on his back with a pillow under his head, in a somewhat sitting position. She sat down on him, reverse cowgirl style, her hands behind her for support. His penis filled her cunt. She looked at me as I was standing at the foot of the bed.

She beckoned Thomas to kneel in front of her. She instructed him to lube his penis. Then she and Thomas worked the head of his dong into her vagina, over Miguel's prick underneath. It took several moments to get it right. Once they were both securely inserted, she began to fuck them. She thrust her pelvis out to take them deep inside her, and then rocked back letting their cocks slide out about halfway. The rocking slowly increased until she let go with the first hard climax. Her eyes glazed over while she rocked and ground herself onto the double penetration. Another climax ensued, followed by another bigger one. She kept rocking and the orgasms came in quick succession. She must have been exhausted, but she didn't stop.

"You're so tight, baby!" Thomas crooned at her. "I can't believe how good this feels."

"Unbelievable," said Miguel. "It's so tight and slippery at the same time. Tighter than your ass, and wetter and hotter."

"I'm going to fuck you until you cum," she wailed. It didn't take long. Spurred by her lust, I watched Thomas grunt with ejaculation. Feeling the sticky cum spread over his own penis, Miguel quickly followed with a big eruption himself." Slowly, the three of them caught their breath.

"Lean back as they pull out, honey. There's going t be a double load."

In all my years of servicing Cindy after other men filled her with cum I'd never encountered a double load in the same hole.

"I'll be careful, darling. Get ready for it."

She was as good as her word. Somehow she managed to keep her pelvis tilted up so the cum stayed put while I got into position between her legs. It was a very big load. I had to lap at it for quite a few minutes before she was able to sit on me and squeeze the deepest globs into my mouth. It was satisfying to swallow it all.

It was nearly 1:30 a.m. We were all done in. We thanked the boys for their wonderful present and they left. She turned to me with a smile.

"Thank you sweetheart for the perfect anniversary gift. You know just what I like! Let me show you how much I love you."

Cindy pulled me to her and kissed me for a long time. Then she pulled my penis into her open vagina. Despite all my efforts, it was still somewhat sloppy with sperm.

I managed a few thrusts before shooting my own huge load deep into my darling wife. We slept that night wrapped in each others arms, as fully satisfied as any two lovers can be.

The Anniversary Present



Saffy was in a good mood. She smiled as she walked to the front door because she had finished work early for the first time in ages and tonight, she was going out for a meal with her husband to celebrate seven years of marriage. She entered the house and climbed the stairs intending to get changed out of her work clothes.

Saffy was planning the evening in her head, deciding what to wear and how and when to give Tom his present. As she reached the bedroom door she heard Tom inside. She was surprised because he wasn't due home for another hour.

She peered through the gap in the door and was surprised to see Tom going through her underwear drawer. Curious, she stayed quiet and watched.

Tom looked through the drawer and found a pair of pink satin panties; he looked at them and fondled the delicate material. The panties had a pretty bow on the front and lace edges to the leg holes.

He pulled his trousers and boxers off and lay down on the bed. Closing his eyes, he pressed the panties against his erect cock and occasionally rubbed them against his balls.

Taking the panties in both hands he draped them over his tool and slowly began to masturbate into them. He groaned quietly as the panties slipped over his skin whilst his hand caressed his aching prick.

Tom licked the middle finger of his free hand and inserted it into his anus. He eased it in gradually and then began fingering himself as his hand and his wife's panties worked their magic on his cock.

Saffy didn't know how to react. Tom had never shown any signs that he wanted anything but 'normal' sex. In fact, she had always thought he was a little too conservative; he never had any interest in adventurous sex. She ought to have been angry but her fascination with Tom's actions was overriding any other feelings she had.

She continued to watch as Tom pleasured himself on the bed. Suddenly she realised she was feeling something else too – she was finding this quite erotic. Maybe it was the voyeurism that did it, maybe it was discovering Tom had a kinky secret or maybe it was the very act itself of Tom jacking off into her panties. She wasn't sure which but she was instantly determined to find out.

Tom was close to orgasm and Saffy looked on as his cum splashed into her panties, soaking into the material and running down his shaft.

Tom remained on the bed with his eyes closed enjoying the moment. Saffy quietly walked back down stairs, waited a moment or two and then slammed the door.

She walked to the kitchen and made a coffee. Moments later, Tom appeared.

"Hello darling," Saffy said. "I didn't expect you to be home so early." "Me neither. But the bloody computer system is down and no-one can work so the boss told me to go."

"That's nice." She said as she kissed him. "Fancy a coffee?"

As they drank their drinks, Saffy found she was pre-occupied with thoughts of her husband's earlier activities. She went up stairs to get changed and as soon as she entered the bedroom found herself opening the wash bag and looking for the panties Tom had satisfied himself with.

He had tucked them down in the wash bag so that they were hidden but she found them and pulled them out. Tom's cum was still wet and she ran her fingers over the sticky mess as she thought about what to do. Putting them back where she found them, Saffy lay down on the bed and slipped a finger down her panties and stroked her clitoris. She felt very damp and excited and only moments later she came.

She ran a bath and got ready for their evening out. When she was dressed, she went to her underwear drawer and took out a pair of panties that were identical to the ones Tom had used earlier. She put them in her handbag and went down stairs. She had bought him a rather expensive watch for their anniversary but somehow she thought her underwear would be a far more interesting gift.

When they arrived at the restaurant, they were given a secluded table at the back. It was a cosy and discrete table where they could talk intimately without anyone being able to overhear them. The meal was fantastic, living up to the restaurant's excellent reputation. Over coffee and liquors, Tom handed his anniversary present to Saffy. He leaned over the table and kissed her affectionately.

Opening the present, Saffy's eyes widened and she smiled with delight as she took the necklace from the box.

"It's beautiful." She said. "Thank you."

"Here's your present." She said, leaning over to get the gift from her handbag. She carefully folded the panties into her palm so that Tom couldn't see what she was holding and then held her hand out, smiling as she did so.

"Happy anniversary, darling." She cooed.

He looked very shocked as the panties unfolded and dropped onto his hand.

"What's this?" He asked with genuine surprise in his voice.

"Don't you like them?" Saffy asked sweetly.

"I don't understand."

"I thought you might like to wear them." Saffy replied.

"W-why would you think that?" Tom replied with some embarrassment.

"Call it a woman's intuition. I just have this feeling you'd like the sensation of that cool sexy satin against your skin. Wouldn't you like that?"

"I don't know what makes you think that." Tom replied.

Saffy analysed his response. He hadn't refused so she suspected it would take only a little more wine and a bit more persuasion to get him to admit his fetish.

She poured them both another glass of red and smiled at Tom. There was no judgement in her expression but there was a seductive glint in her eyes.

Tom was conscious of the panties being on show. If a waiter came over, he would be really embarrassed. He put the panties in his pocket.

"Instead of putting them in your pocket, why don't you go to toilet and put them on?" Saffy asked.

Tom's cock stirred in his trousers and his initial shock began to subside. His mind was racing – how did she know? He'd never told anyone about his fetish. And why was she doing this? Did she want to humiliate him? She'd never done anything to embarrass him that he could remember but maybe she was angry underneath all the veneer. He didn't know what to do.

Saffy watched Tom's face as all these thoughts raced through his mind. She could see he needed some re-assurance.

"This isn't a trick," Saffy said. "I really would like you to put them on. I'm not trying to embarrass you."

Tom gulped down another mouthful of wine and asked "How did you know?" He felt as if he had just made a confession. That meant the truth was out and he had to be prepared for any backlash.

"Does it matter how I know? The important thing is that I don't mind. I just want you go to the bathroom, put them on and come back. That's all."

She stared at Tom and waited for a response. To her surprise, Tom got up and went to the Gents. A wicked smile crossed her face and in the discrete privacy of the darkened restaurant she placed a hand under her dress and flicked a finger over her clitoris through her increasingly damp panties. She was really enjoying this.

After a few minutes, Saffy began to wonder if Tom was going to come back or if this was all too much. Maybe she had pushed him too far and he'd sneaked home without her.

As this thought entered her mind, Tom came back. He sat down and looked at her.

"Have you put them on?" She asked.

"Yes." He replied and passed her his own briefs as if to prove the point. She put his underwear in her handbag and took another drink. Smiling, she asked Tom how it felt.

Uncomfortable at the question but determined to go with the moment, Tom replied.

"It feels really nice. Very sexy."

"I want to feel you." She said.

She got under the table and reached across to Tom's flies. She undid them and stared at the exposed satin front of Tom's knickers. She could just see the outline of his stiff prick in the dim light and she ran her fingernails over his panties before slipping her hand into Tom's trousers, cupping and stroking his silky crotch.

She only stayed under the table for a moment but when she sat back up; she could see from Tom's expression that he was very aroused.

"You feel nice through your panties. I bet it would feel nice to run my lips over you too. Would you like that?"

Tom was near to bursting. "Jesus, can't we wait until we get home?"

As Tom pulled up his zipper he took the opportunity to quickly run his finger over his satin bulge and then they paid the bill and went out onto the street to hail a cab.

Once in the cab Saffy whispered to Tom to undo his trousers. Tom was shocked. Who was this woman who had entered his wife's body?

"The cabby might see." Tom hissed.

"No he won't, my head will be in the way." Saffy grinned.

Much to Saffy's satisfaction, Tom did as he was told. She'd never played the dominant role in their relationship before tonight and she was revelling in it, getting off on the power.

When Tom had opened his trousers and revealed his panties, Saffy bent her head to his lap. She ran her lips over his satin bulge, felt his hardness beneath the gossamer thin material and found the tip of his cock. A sticky wet patch welcomed her probing tongue and she lapped at it, caressing the tip of his member as she did so.

It was all Tom could do to contain the groans that tried to escape from his mouth. He was so close to cumming he didn't think he could last until they got home. But just as his orgasm began to build, Saffy stopped and sat back up. Tom quickly closed his trousers, glancing at the driver's rear mirror as he did so to see if the cabby had seen anything. The cabby's eyes were firmly fixed on the road, reassuring Tom that his secret was safe.

Tom kissed Saffy passionately and tasted the salt of his pre-cum on her lips.

The rest of the journey seemed to last an eternity but finally they pulled up at the house and got inside. They went straight up stairs and once they were in the bedroom, Saffy told Tom to take his clothes off. She told him to leave his panties on. She stripped too and then stared at Tom.

At this point Tom felt uncomfortable. No-one had ever seen him dressed just in panties before and he was expecting Saffy to laugh at any moment but much to his relief she said nothing and her face gave no suggestion of disapproval.

Still in control, Saffy pushed Tom on to the bed and climbed on top of him pushing her pussy into his face. Tom was amazed at how wet her pussy was. This was really turning her on! He licked and gobbled hungrily at her cunt as she writhed on his face.

Saffy cried out as her orgasm swept through her body and she forced her cunt down on Tom's mouth grinding him into the bed. When she was satisfied, she climbed off the bed and knelt between Tom's legs. She looked at his pink satin bulge and leaned forward, kissing his balls. She stroked his cock with her hand, every now and then pausing to squeeze his thick shaft. She watched as pre-cum oozed and seeped through his panties. She slipped a finger inside herself and stroked her G spot as she played with Tom.

Moving her head along Tom's shaft, Saffy engulfed the head of his cock between her lips. She sucked the pre-cum into her mouth and Tom groaned as her hot breath made contact with his now intensely sensitive tip. Saffy began licking Tom's prick hard and fast and as she felt his cock begin to swell, slipped her wet finger under Tom's panties and into his anus. 

He took a sharp intake of breath as her finger invaded him and his orgasm exploded. Saffy sucked and licked at his cock whilst his cum poured through his panties and into her mouth. She stayed there, fingering him and licking his prick until his orgasm had passed.

When it was over, Saffy crawled onto the bed and Tom gave her a hug.

"Happy anniversary, honey." She whispered.



The Anniversary Present



You've invited me out for a night on the town to celebrate our knowing each other a year. I can't believe its been a year already! I take my time getting ready, I want everything to be just right. I stand there admiring myself in the mirror when I hear the doorbell. I grab my coat on the way to the door and open it smiling at you. You look serious as you look up and down and push past me into the house. "I thought you wanted to leave right away?" I ask. You stare at me, not looking happy at all. "What's wrong?" I ask nervously. 

You walk around me, still looking me up and down shaking your head. "That won't do. Change." 

"Into what?" I ask. You hand me a box and I open it slowly. "Oh my god, you don't want me to wear this in public do you? I might get arrested as a hooker." I laugh nervously, thinking this is a joke. 

You look at me dead serious. "Am I laughing? 

"No you aren't." I look at you wondering if you are taking this sex slave thing a little too seriously, but I don't want to ask. I stand there staring at the open box as you walk past me and slam the front door shut. 

You reach out with one hand and grab the front of my dress and pull hard, ripping the dress in two. "Now change." You say it with venom in your voice. 

"Yes Sir." I meekly answer as I walk to the bedroom, tears in my eyes as I carry the brand new dress and throw it in the garbage can. 

I hear you yelling as I walk into the bedroom. "Only wear what is in that box, not another piece of clothing, is that understood?" 

"Yes Sir." I say it softly under my breath.

"IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?" Your voice bellows down the hall. 

"Yes Sir." I say it loud enough for you to hear me this time. I walk out of the bedroom, self-conscious in the revealing clothing. I can feel the blood rushing to my exposed skin. 

"Much better" you say happily. I look up to see you smiling. "Now I can show off my slave properly." I can't believe you want me to go out in public like this. I walk out to the car, goose bumps forming on my skin as we hit the night air. We drive to the restaurant without conversation. I'm not sure if you're mad at me, but I am sure mad at you. 

As we walk into the restaurant, I feel every eye on me in the low cut dress, slit up the thigh, and very self-conscious considering I'm not wearing a thing under it except for the stockings. I'm afraid if I have to bend over my boobs will fall out the top, or someone will see my ass peeking out from under this short dress; or maybe even my pussy if I'm not extremely careful with how I sit. 

You stop at every opportunity to talk with friends and stand there with your arm around my waist. This dress is so tight, the only way I can breath is to heave my chest up and down, drawing attention to my breasts which are pushed up high and barely covered. I'm afraid at any moment a nipple might pop out at someone. You seem to be enjoying my discomfort immensely. Or is it something else. You seem to be showing me off. Is that it? I'm your possession and you want to show off the wares? 

As we are seated at our table you lean over and whisper in my ear; "You look so sexy tonight, I'll bet every man here wants you." I flutter my eyelids and look down with embarrassment as you sit in your chair and smile. I move slowly to keep myself in the dress as more and more of your friends arrive. I'd forgotten you are well known here. Everyone seems to come over to say hi, or is it to look at your woman? Maybe catch a glimpse of something else? A few seem to love standing over my shoulder and looking down at me. Can they see something? Now I'm blushing non-stop. 

All through dinner I can't help but wonder what people are thinking. Do your friends think you picked up a hooker and are passing her off as your girl friend? Or do they think you just have some bimbo, just for the body and nothing else? "We've been invited to a club for drinks and dancing after dinner."

I look up and answer obediently. "Yes Sir." I'm not sure if you would appreciate any other response I might have. 

At the club, it's the same, more stares from the men. You hold me close but I still feel like I'm in a display case. We sit at the bar with your friends and get up to dance every now and then, nothing fast though; I might fall out. You concur that would not be a good idea, and you agreed to slow dances only. One of your co-workers drops by to say hi. You guys get to chatting and I remember hearing you mention his name many times, and saying how much you want us to meet. 

You look over at me and ask me to dance with your friend and get to know him. He helps me from my bar stool and to the dance floor, making me more and more nervous. He holds me close and we start to dance. He whispers to me. "You look so hot. Dave says you're his sex slave, and he'll share you with me. What do you think of that?"

I stumble as I hear the words. We had joked about a threesome sometime, but I wasn't really serious. I refuse to look up and don't answer. He holds me tighter and continues talking. "Dave said he'd bring you around to meet me tonight. I couldn't wait, and when I saw you, I knew it was finally going to happen." 

The dance is over, and I walk back to you, white as a sheet. You start chatting with your friend and I hear snippets of conversation through my haze of confusion. "So, what do you think? Do you want to?"

"Absolutely, she's perfect." 

"Good, we can leave now and get right to it." The both of you laugh and I feel like I'm going to throw up. 

The drive back to your place seems like forever. I don't say a word and you seem oblivious to the fact that I'm not excited about this. I finally can't stand it any longer and ask what you were thinking. How could you do this to me? You look daggers at me. "You are my sex slave remember? You don't have choices anymore. You live to pleasure me and take care of my desires." 

I think about that for the rest of the drive. I did agree to be your sex slave. I never asked what that entailed. I never asked for any constraints put on that. It's my fault I realize. By the time we reach your place, I've decided the best thing to do is go along with it. I don't have to enjoy it, just get through it. You won't let him hurt me, I think. I look over at you and wonder. You have had quite a bit to drink.

We walk in the front door, and Brian, that's his name I finally remember, closes the door behind him. I feel like I'm trapped. I look around, unsure of what to do. You walk up behind me and gently hold my shoulders, massaging them, and whisper in my ear. "This is really for you babe. I know you would never suggest it, but I also know you really want to try it." 

You start to kiss my neck, and then alternate licking and biting the skin. I start to shiver; you know I love it when you do that. I start to relax and lean against you, forgetting Brian is even in the room. You unzip the dress and let it fall to the floor, leaving me naked except for the stockings and shoes. Your hands move to my breasts, gently massaging them and teasing the nipples, flicking them, then twisting them, harder and harder until they become pebbles. I start to moan in pleasure and then I feel a hand sliding up the inside of my thigh and I part my legs, inviting it closer. 

I feel warm breath against my cunt lips, and then two hands moving slowly up and down the inside of my thighs but never near my cunt, just the warm air blowing. Your hands are still on my breasts and I'm leaning my head back enjoying the caresses of all four hands at once. You whisper in my ear again. "If you want to say no, I'll have Brian leave right now." 

Now that you've given me the choice, I can't say that I'm not enjoying what is happening now, or what is going to come next. I shake my head. "I want to, he can stay." You bite my neck harder, leaving a bruise and grab my nipples firmly and pull them away from my body at the same time, sending a rush through my whole insides. 

Suddenly I'm in your arms and carried to the spare bedroom and deposited on the bed, where you quickly cuff me spread-eagled. "Now we can do whatever we want to you and you can't fight us off." You laugh as you say it, and I see that look I know so well,. I smile back, knowing this was your plan all along, to have me want it.

You sit on the bed next to my head and lean down and kiss me deeply, our tongues entwined. Your hands find my breasts again, playing with them, pulling hard on the nipples. At first it startles me when I feel Brian's tongue tracing my pussy, but not entering. He seems to be teasing me, his tongue never going inside. His hands brush the inside of my legs, and I can feel myself swelling and starting to leak some fluid. Finally, I can't stand his teasing any more and I push my hips up, forcing my cunt to his mouth. 

I hear a small laugh from you as you bite my neck again and then you whisper so only I can hear. "I knew you were a little slut." Brian takes the invitation and parts my lips and dives his tongue deep. he licks everywhere at once and then brings his hands into play and pushes two and then three fingers deep into my soaking tunnel as he sucks my clit. I feel the fluids pouring out of me now and my moaning becomes louder and louder. I feel myself losing control completely as the warmth rushes throughout my body and I cum for the first time tonight. "Brian, think we should take the chance on uncuffing her? Think she might run away?" 

Brian answers with a laugh in his voice. "I think she likes it, she's a real horny little thing isn't she?" You both laugh as you un-cuff me.

"Don't try to run, or you'll regret it!" You look at me sternly as you say it.

"I promise. " I answer, feigning fear. At this point you pick me up off the bed and Brian lays down face up. You place me over his pelvis and I slowly impale myself on his huge cock. You continue to play with my tits; you love watching me with someone else. You move in behind me and push me forward towards Brian who grabs my tits now and really squeezes hard. I watch you lubing your fingers with KY, sliding one and then two into my asshole, and loosen it up. I push back onto your fingers hard. And then your throbbing shaft parts my ass cheeks and slides inside, stretching me open. 

The three of us find our rhythm and push me closer and closer, until I explode in the biggest orgasm of my life. I've never been filled cunt and ass before, and I feel like you're going to split me open if you ram me too hard. But I want you to. I want you to slam into me harder and harder. My cunt and ass start to squeeze hard, holding both your cocks tight, milking them. my whole body starts to convulse, my muscles jerking and twitching as I feel Brian stiffen and yell out as his cum rips through my dripping cunt. He pumps over and over until his cock slides out of my soaking wet cunt. 

You are still fucking me hard, and I sit up and push back into you. Brian slides out from under me and stands next to the bed so I can take his cock in my mouth. I lick it all over, cleaning our cum off the shaft, sucking on his balls and cock. He moans louder and louder, his cock starting to twitch and harden again. You are lasting forever, maybe watching me suck someone while you fuck me turns you on. Brian's cock explodes in my mouth and I swallow as much as I can, the rest dribbling down my chin and onto my breasts. You are still pounding into my ass, lasting longer than you ever have in the past. I could get used to this threesome business I think to myself. 

Finally, I feel you bite my shoulder, and bellow as your cum shoots into my ass. I can't believe the feeling as your balls slap into my cunt, your cum leaking out my ass and mixing with Brian's and mine as it slides down to my pussy. You hold me close as you pump more into me, cumming and cumming. When you finally finish, you step away from me and stand there for a second, just looking at me. 

Brian sneaks into the bathroom and gets cleaned up, grabbing his clothes, and winks as he walks out. You walk over and pick me up in your arms, kissing me and whisper in my ear. "You are my little slut. Did you enjoy that?" 

"Oh yes, thank you, it was a wonderful anniversary present." 

You carry me into the Master bedroom and set me down gently and get into bed, curling along my back and holding me tight against your chest. "Good night my little slut." I close my eyes and dream of you.



The Anniversary Present



It was our one year anniversary and what an amazing year it had been. I couldn't believe I had found such a perfect man. He was beautiful yet rugged. He always dressed so nice, took such good care of himself. He was 15 years older than me which turned me on so much. I guess it was that he seemed so strong, and I always felt so protected around him. I was so in love with all the little things he did. He walked with such confidence; he had that swagger that was just so irresistible. I loved the laugh lines around his eyes; they made him look so wise. He'd call me darling, and sugar which made me melt! He was a man where everyone else I had ever dated was a boy and plus, he had the biggest cock I'd ever had inside me. It wasn't all just that that kept me addicted to him. He knew what a freak I was. I didn't really even have to tell him much, he just figured it out. By the second time we'd slept together we knew how kinky each of us really was. When I began to feel more open to him we were able to really live our fantasies out on each other. 

You can do a whole lot in a year when there was really nothing holding you back. There had been several firsts for me during that time. He helped me to get pass the first couple of orgasms when he was licking and sucking on my clit so I could enjoy more before pushing his head away. The only way he could do that was to tie my hands up. I finally was able to do it without being tied up, although every now and then I'd slip up and try to push his head back, he'd order me to put my hands above my head, which would turn me on even more. It was a lesson learned well. After getting over that peak I had the most amazing orgasms I'd ever experienced. He also taught me how to squirt. He didn't really teach me, he just did it to me. I'd lay on my back after he had spent hours with his head buried in my pussy and then he'd sit right beside me and put his middle and ring finger in my swollen and slippery pussy and just start moving them up and down on my g-spot and after about 10 seconds juices started gushing out of me, my whole body froze and I had the most amazing orgasm. My eyes rolled up in the back of my head and I grabbed his hand and squeezed, oh my god, I can feel it right now. He even did that to me when I was at work. He bent me over the couch in the waiting area when everyone was out to lunch and made me squirt doggy style. The juices poured out of my pussy and ran down both sides of my legs and made a big puddle on the tile floor. Another time he made me squirt while he was fucking me. He had my knees pushed up beside my head and was fucking me fast and deep. Before I could even realize I felt it dripping off my ass. Nothing I have ever experienced felt that good. I was so lucky to have him. After experiencing all that with him, I could never let him go, I was his and he was there to make me cum.

We were sitting in the nicest restaurant in town. I drank a little too much wine; I was so nervous and excited. I knew he was planning something but what would it be? As he asked for the check my heart started racing. Was he gonna take me in the bathroom and fuck me there? Would he wait and take me out in the alley and act like he was a stranger and rape me? Oh my god I was getting so wet, so horny from the curiosity and anticipation. He opened the car door and I slid inside. When he got in he opened the glove compartment and pulled out a black blindfold and handed it to me to put on. After a few minutes he told me to undress and I slipped out of the black dress and tossed it in the back. It was very chilly and my nipples stood out hard, chill bumps rose all over my body. I felt so vulnerable but I was shaking not from being cold but from knowing that whatever he was planning would probably top anything we had done yet. I felt his cold fingers on my breasts; he squeezed my nipple hard and then cupped my whole breast. He ran his fingers down and rubbed my clit back and forth as I moaned.

The truck stopped and he opened my door and led me out and into his house. We walked into the living room and he positioned me and then removed my blind fold. There she was in front of me, my present. She had long straight black hair and huge supple breasts. Her pussy was bare just like mine. She stood up and kissed me. She was so soft and she smelled like exotic flowers. We kissed and it was the most beautiful kiss I'd ever had. I'd never been with a girl before. We felt each other's breasts as we kissed, I reached down and found her nipples and pinched and flicked them. He told her to suck on my nipples so she reached down and I watched as her lips covered them. I felt my pussy swell up and could feel the juices begin to flow. I ran my fingers through her hair as she bit and sucked my nipples. 

He stopped us and made us to go his bedroom where he had the restraints already tied to his bed. I lay down and he wrapped the scarves around my wrists so tight so I couldn't escape. She climbed up on top of me and started kissing me. Every part of my body began to swell, my lips, my nipples, my other lips. As she moved down my body I felt her soft hair fall over my chest as she kissed the side of my hips, my hips rose up to meet her lips. He told her to suck on my clit so she moved straight down and with her tongue she licked hard from my ass to my clit. I moaned and told her to do it again. She pulled my lips apart and sucked the clit, pulled it out with her lips and flicked it at the same time with her tongue. My back arched as I came. I pulled so hard on the restraints that my hands started to go numb. She felt so good, smelled so good. She slipped a finger in and started finger fucking me while she licked and sucked my clit. She was so good. She knew all the right spots but still he was the best. 

All the while she had her way with me; he was standing in the corner watching. He was stroking his long, hard cock as she made me cum over and over, ordering her to do what he wanted to me. He came over at last and strapped her in to the strap-on. She looked so good with it on her. It was a double strap-on so that there was a big fake cock inside her and one that she was about to fuck me with. She rose up above me and grabbed the cock with her hand and guided it into me slowly. I moaned with pleasure as she slid it in. She asked me if I liked it and I cried out YES! Please go faster! She pushed it in hard and left it there and reached down with her thumb and flicked my clit back and forth. She kept doing that as she pulled out slowly and then thrust it back in harder. She had good rhythm. She kept talking dirty to me as she fucked the hell out of me. Saying things like, "you are a dirty fucking slut", and "You want this dick?" When I didn't answer her she'd slap me and ask me again. God I loved it. She fucked me so good, and I came so many times. 

Finally he had enough of just watching. He ordered her to stop and untied my restraints. He flipped me over and had me sit right on her face. I buried my pussy in her face and screamed as she put her tongue inside me. She licked me again from my ass to my clit and then from my clit to my ass. All of a sudden I felt him come up from behind. He spanked me until my ass was red and shoved his cock deep inside me. I was inundated with absolute ecstasy. I'd never had this much pleasure before and I was coming so hard, just non-stop. She was sucking so hard on my clit and he was fucking me so hard and deep. I came and came and came. I think he liked it too cause soon I could feel his cock getting even harder inside me. I tightened up on him and squeezed him as hard as I could. He pulled out as he came and squirted all over her mouth; I pushed him out of the way and licked it all off her face. 

Then it was my turn. I went straight for her clit. I pushed her knees out as far as they would go and started licking all around her clit, all the way down and pushed my tongue up inside her. She tasted so good, kinda like sweet pineapple juice. I pushed two fingers inside her and sucked on her clit and she went wild, moaning and screaming until I saw the thick white cum spilling out of her. I pulled my fingers out and shoved them in her mouth and then grabbed the strap on. I flipped her over and grabbed her ass and shoved my pink cock inside her. I pushed her back down so her ass would turn up and kept slamming it in her. It made me feel so powerful, like I was the only one who could make her cum, and I knew how much she wanted it. I kept fucking her hard and her ass was bouncing back against me. I wanted her to come so hard. As I was pounding her, he came up in front of her and shoved his cock in her mouth. She made animal noises as we filled her up from both ends. I watched as he gagged her, she couldn't handle his cock in the back of her throat, I knew I could and it made me smile.

I was exhausted but he had one more thing to do to me. Me and her both lay back on the bed feeling euphoric from all the orgasms. He asked her if she had ever squirted before and she didn't even know what he meant. He sat beside her and shoved his fingers in and moved his hand back and forth on her g-spot and her body convulsed and her juices started gushing out of her and made a huge wet puddle on the bed. He quickly came over to me as she laid back and moaned. Her head spun from the intense new feeling she just had. He thrust his beautiful fingers in me and played my g-spot like a musical instrument. As I felt the juices start to flow I pushed it out with my kegel muscle (thank god I did all those kegel exercises). As I did a miracle occurred. All of a sudden I saw this beautiful water fountain squirting out of me. All the other times I had ever squirted I just gushed. This time I actually squirted. It kept coming and coming and the whole time I was dying from the orgasms. I laughed, we all laughed as it spouted it out of me. It was amazing.

Yeah, that was the best anniversary present I'd ever had. There were a lot of firsts that year that I got to experience with him. How could I ever let him go, he was perfect. I think he enjoyed it too just as much as I did! Just wait though, that was just his present to me. Wait till you hear what I got him! 

K



The Anniversary Present



She walked into the dining room after dressing in her sexiest dress, waiting for the moment for him to come home. It was their one year wedding anniversary and they were still living each day like they had just been married. Not a day goes by that she doesn't think of him and something that she would want to share with him, talk with him about, just see him and have him pull her down on his lap and just hold her as they watch a movie or share a dessert. Tonight she was planning something special for him and she hopes that he really enjoys it.

The candles were lit, the dinner was on the table, the soft music was playing and the only thing missing was him. All too soon, she could hear his car pull into the driveway and into the garage. He would come in, call out for her as he removed his jacket. It was clockwork and she lived for it every evening. She stood by his chair and waited.

The door to the garage opened and as expected, she heard him call out her name. She smiled as she stayed at his chair and waited for him to the dining room and see her. When he finally did, he stopped dead in his tracks and just smiled at her. In his hands was a vase of lilies, her favorite flower and she smiled as she took them from his hands and placed them in the middle of the table. She turned back to him, put her hands on his shoulders and raised up to give him a small kiss. 

However, the same thing happened that always happens when they start to kiss. It begins to consume them as their tongues did battle with each other and his hands went around her waist, lifting her up off her feet. When she realized what was going on, she knew that she had to stop him or all her plans would be for nothing. She breaks off the kiss and stares at him with lovestruck eyes and said, "Dinner is ready."

He smiled and very gently put her back down on her feet and held her chair out for her, waiting for her to be seated, before sitting in his chair. She had made his favorite dinner, chicken fetucinne, and they ate in companionable silence while often glancing at each other and smiling. He could tell that there was something going on with her but he couldn't put his finger on it and it made him a little excited to wonder how the night will play out. He knew that she was always full of surprises and that was one of the reasons he loved her so much. He never knew what to expect.

After they finished dinner, she asked him if he had room for dessert but the only dessert he could think about having at that time was her so he declined, hoping that the evening would progress to the next stage. He watched as she started to take the dishes to the kitchen and he got up to help but he ended up just kissing her on the neck while she rinsed them off to put them into the dishwasher. He moved her long curly hair aside as his lips trailed across her back and his hand came up to slowly pull the zipper down on her dress. She sighed deeply and knew that her news would need to wait just a little while longer.

He knew that he had never touched as soft as skin as she had when he pulled the dress aside to kiss her shoulder after unzipping it. She tilted her head to the side so he could have better access as he took the straps of the dress and slowly pulled them off her shoulders and watched as it pooled around her feet. He about lost his control when he realized that she was completely naked underneath the dress. He trailed one hand down her back before rubbing her right cheek causing her to jump a little and giggle.

"Turn around sweetheart."

She turned around and he lifted her up, turned her around and set her on the kitchen island. He pushed her legs apart and came in between them and then came down to give her another kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her feet moved up the back of his legs. One of his hands came down to hold and squeeze her breast, twisting her nipple lightly causing her moan against his lips. As he continued to kiss her, his hands went down to her waist where he moved them to touch her stomach and the pad of his thumb touched her clit.

She moaned as he moved his lips down her cheek on down to her neck before coming to her breast. Taking one nipple into his mouth, he bit down gently causing her to yelp slightly. Her hands went to his hair, tangling her fingers within its richness. He moved back to look at her, grinned, and then came down and replaced his thumb with his lips, causing her to almost jackknife off the counter. His tongue began to wreck havoc with her pussy as he would do five or six quick licks in succession and then go in to take her clit in his mouth and suck on it.

Her fingers tightened in his hair as her moans became louder. He stopped long enough to tell her to lean back and when she did, he put his hands around her thighs and pulled her closer to the edge of the counter. He positioned her legs over his shoulders to give him better access to the sweetness that she provided. One hand trailed down to start rubbing at her entrance and her legs tightened around his head. She felt as though she was going to split in two from the sensations at her pussy and as soon as she felt one finger enter her pussy and another finger began to go for the entrance of her ass, she couldn't support herself any longer as her arms gave out and she laid back completely on the island, screaming.

He took the opportunity to pull her farther down as his tongue began to dart in and out of her pussy, alternating fucking her with his tongue and his finger as his other finger began to enter her ass a little at a time. Her hands, now free, went back to his hair and she pulled but he didn't wince at the pain. He was too engrossed in licking up the sweetness that began to flow from her pussy. Using her own juices, he was able to slide his finger inside her ass and he began thrusting in and out causing her to moan lightly, both from the small amount of pain and the pleasure.

His cock was painfully hard inside his jeans and he reached down with his free hand to unzip them and free his cock from their confinement. He didn't unsnap them because he didn't want to take the chance of them falling down at an inopportune moment. He rubbed it a couple of times for good measure and could feel the precum begin to come forth from the head. He was dying to slide it inside her pussy and give her a good fucking and he knew that he would go nice and easy next time, but this time was about a good hard fuck.

He gave her one last long lick on her pussy, inserted his finger one last time all the way in her ass before raising up and entering her pussy with his hard cock in one long stroke, causing her to raise up from the counted and scream. Her legs went completely around his waist locking from the back as his hands went to her hips holding her tight. She was so tight around him that he almost came right then and there but he paused for just a brief moment to give her a chance to get accustomed to his size and as soon as she relaxed a bit, he began to set a rhythm. Three quick thrusts in and out and then one long stroke where he would stay for just a second and flex within her, causing her to call out his name.

He continued this until he began to feel himself getting ready to cum. So to ensure that she came with him, he moved one hand down to start stroking her clit which almost always set her off and as soon as she screamed with the orgasm, he began to empty himself within her, filling her hot pussy with his cum as he called out her name. As he began to come down, he didn't remove himself from her body, instead he used his hands to gently raise her from the island and picked her up, his hands around her waist, her legs locked around his waist and his cock still in bedded inside her pussy.

It was then that she realized that he still had all his clothes on and she giggled a little. She knew that if she didn't tell him the news that she had, she would not be able to get around to it and she really wanted it to be an anniversary present. She wrapped her arms around his neck and as he carried her to the bedroom, she whispered two words in his ear that caused him to stop mid stride and look at her. As he looked at her questioningly, she smiled and nodded her head. He smiled as well and as soon as he reached the bed and laid her on it, he came down with her and kissed her with a fever that only came from knowing that you will soon be a father.

THE END



The Anniversary Present



My wife, Jo, is a very hot, very sexy 40 year old doctor. For the past few years I've found it really difficult to please her sexually. That all changed when I bought her a Rampant Rabbit vibrator from Ann Summers for our tenth wedding anniversary.

When Jo unwrapped the box containing the 8 inch silicon black vibrator she was giddy with excitement. I was delighted by her reaction as I was genuinely afraid she might go ballistic at me for buying such a thing. Jo is by nature, or so she has always led me to believe, very conservative. So when she passionately kissed me and said, "Give me five minutes, then meet me in the bedroom." I felt aroused immediately. 

I paced the floor of the living room waiting for her to invite me to her boudoir. When the call finally came I had already shed my clothes. I raced upstairs and what a sight greeted me,

Jo was sprawled on our bed wearing black stockings, high heels, red crotchless panties and a black balcony bra. She was also wearing red lip gloss and was licking and sucking the black vibrator. My six inch cock, which was already firm and hard, inflamed and seemed to grow a few centimetres. I'd never seen my wife behave like this, she's never given me oral sex. But now her eyes blazed with desire, as did mine.

I jumped on the bed and started kissing the inside of her thighs, moving slowly upwards towards her pussy. I gently kissed her mound, and, awestruck and overcome with lust went to enter her.

"No, not yet, hubby. I want this big fat black cock to fuck me first."

I couldn't believe the filth that was coming out of my wife's mouth, but it was turning me on even more than I already was. 

"That's right my little sissy hubby I want a big meaty black cock inside me tonight, not your little throbbing member." 

Again her words shocked me, but by now my lust was raging and she knew every word was just drawing me further in to her sassy debauchery.

Without another word she slowly moved the vibrator down past her cleavage, pausing to rub the tip of it on her breasts, before plunging it the entire shaft deep inside her. 

As the little rabbit ears caught hold of her clitoris she flicked the rotating shaft to its highest level and started moving her hips in rhythm with the twirling mechanism. Little gasps of pleasure emanated from her as my tongue danced on her nipples and the ears of the rabbit hit her sweet spot. Then the vulgarities began. 

"Oh fuck my sissy hubby that's good. That's so fucking good having a big black cock inside me, a great big fat black cock is fucking your wife. And it's fucking sensational."

I should have been upset, I was certainly surprised, but her expletives only turned me on still further. As her excitement reached fever pitch she moved me aside.

"Watch now my sissy hubby. Watch how a black guy with a big meaty cock fucks your wife...watch his ass moving back and forth over and over again, watch our tongues caress each other, watch his cock sliding in and out of me...watch, oh fuck, oh fucking hell sissy hubby, watch the sexy black guy fill your wife with his cum, watch him take your wife over the edge...aargh fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!!!!"

Her orgasm was the most cacophonous climax I'd ever heard or witnessed. She took an age to come back to earth. But when her little after shocks finally abated I could tell immediately something had changed inside her. Her eyes were aglow. There was fire in them. She looked sassy, fervent, erotic and dominant. 

It was like she'd had some tantric sexual experience. A drug, a high, so intoxicating she'd never settle for anything less ever again.

"Take that gorgeous black cock out of your wife's pussy and put it in your mouth. I want my black lover to be rewarded for his sultry efforts."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. But Jo's look said it all. She was in charge now...I was the submissive. And I was powerless to resist her.

"Do it now sissy hubby...lick that gorgeous big black cock while I rub your little cock."

I removed the sodden black vibrator that was drenched in Jo's juices and began licking the tip of it. As my wife began masturbating me I flicked on the rotating shaft and plunged as much of it in my mouth as possible. This excited Jo hugely and she began rubbing my cock faster and faster. As my pleasure increased and I grew more desperate for relief I hungrily started wrapping my tongue around my wife's new toy.

"Oh fuck, that's hot my little sissy hubby, my little cocksucking hubby. I bet you'd like it even more if it was the real thing wouldn't you?" I nodded as Jo squeezed my balls. "Wouldn't you?" She asked again more forcefully. 

"Yes," I groaned, struggling to speak and give oral at the same time. 

Then Jo removed the vibrator from my mouth and momentarily stopped rubbing my cock. 

"You know what I think?" She asked very flirtatiously.

I shook my head this time.

"I think you'd like a big cock in your mouth, maybe one in your ass too. I think you'd like to be dressed as a slut, black panties, lipstick, a silky red bra and sheer black stockings..." Every word for some reason made my cock grow harder in her hand, I was beginning to feel very confused as if I was at a party and someone had slipped something in my drink. "...oh you would like that wouldn't you? A little pleated skirt," Jo continued, "and a pair of black, spiked high heels. And then as a couple of hunks fucked your wife properly, you could get taken from behind by a guy dressed as much like a slut as you." That was it, my cock, which Jo was still holding in her other hand became rigid. Jo squeezed once, rubbed for a few more seconds and then I ejaculated. 

Jets of cum fired high into the air, some landing on the black vibrator. 

"Naughty hubby. Clean it up."

My own cock was still twitching with pleasure - maybe if it hadn't been I would have snapped back to my senses. Instead, spellbound by my wife's new power over me, I ran my tongue along length of the black cock and licked up the few drops of cum that had landed there.

"Oh fuck, that's hot hubby, that's so fucking hot."

TWO DAYS LATER - FRIDAY

"I wish you weren't on call this weekend Jo."

"I'm glad I'm on call."

"You're glad? Why?"

"Well, there's a few new junior doctors just started and they're fucking gorgeous. I'm going to have to introduce my pussy to them."

It had been like this - Jo using expletives and getting more and more suggestive - ever since I'd bought the vibrator...her black lover as she liked to call it. The great thing was we were having copious amounts of sex and she was getting naughtier and naughtier with each round of coitus. Just last night she had insisted on me wearing the new pair of pink retro panties she had acquired from a nostalgia shop. The moment I slipped into them I felt a jolt of excitement course through my entire body the likes of which I'd never known. Jo saw my excitement immediately and she started telling me a story about how I would be taken from behind if I ever turned up to her office dressed like that.

"Taken from behind my whom?" I asked both nervously and with a degree of palpable anticipation. 

"By Jonathan, my gay manager - phwoar he's stunning, been dying to fuck him myself, but if I can't have him maybe he can have you."

"Maybe he's bisexual," I replied. "And we can share him."

My response was met with a cry of delight from Jo as she grabbed my panty clad ass, sucked on her black lover and reached a tumultuous climax. 

My remarks were all part of pleasing Jo and enhancing her fantasies which were now getting more and more seductive. I knew if I didn't try and reign in her soon she would act on them. And yet...and yet...though I love and adore her (and her, me) - I was beginning to feel hypnotised by her wanton lust. A small part pf me was beginning to hope she would act on her desires and...let me join in.

"Will Jonathan be there this weekend?"

"Why do you ask? Not jealous are we, my little panty wearing hubby?"

"No. Just bi-curious."

"Really?" I could hear the excitement in her trembling voice.

"Maybe." It was my time to tease her.

"You're serious aren't you sissy hubby?"

"I might just be turning bisexual."

"How about if I can get Jonathan to fuck us both. Would you like that?"

My cock sprang to life immediately. Jo spotted the swelling in my trousers.

"Bloody hell...I think my sissy tranny really likes that idea. Would you like to watch these junior doctors fuck your wife while Jonathan fucks your panty clad ass?"

Again another stirring in my pants. My cock was rock solid now and crying out for relief. I was troubled, confused, but so desperately aroused. My wife was turning me into a right pervert and I was loving it.

"Yes." I said softly.

"Yes what?" Jo demanded.

"Yes Jo."

"That's Dr Naughty to you panty boy."

"Yes, Dr Naughty."

"That's better...now here's what I want you to do for me..."

LATER

11.35pm I was in a taxi heading to the large hospital where Jo works. I had on a long overcoat, but you could still see my black stockinged legs and high heels. Jo had also made me wear a knee length black cotton rich skirt (one of her favourites), a pink bodice that matched the retro pink panties, and red lipstick. My hair I keep cropped very short so the brunette shoulder length wig I was wearing looked quite convincing. My heart was hammering in my chest - the taxi driver could tell I was a guy, "Fancy dress party at my wife's workplace..." I muttered as we left the apartment Jo and I call home.

I was shaking like a leaf when I handed the taxi driver his fare.

"Relax mate," he said kindly. "You look good, sexy in fact. Hey, I'd do you." 

"Thanks," I managed, both surprised and pleased.

"Hey and watch out for those doctors...they can be really naughty."

"You've know idea." I replied.

I watched him pull away, he blew me a kiss and I blew one back. I wasn't exactly relaxed, but I felt a little more confident thanks to the taxi driver. I felt this strange attraction to him and suddenly felt this desire to have his lips on mine. 

I took a sharp intake of breath and headed inside. Fortunately the corridors were empty and I clattered down them looking for the lift to the seventh floor where Jo's office was located. I was following her instructions to the letter..."Get to the lift near A & E by 11.50. Go up to the seventh floor and turn right." 

I entered the lift, so far so good. I'd seen no one. I could hear a commotion not too far away - a drunk by the sound of it shouting expletives - but then the lift doors closed and I was able to take another deep breath. It was one of those elevators with a mirror in. I looked at my reflection. I didn't look too bad at all. I unbuttoned my overcoat, and lifted the hem of my skirt so I could see my legs covered in sheer black stockings and suspenders. I started to feel a little bit aroused. Then...then the lift stopped...on the 4th floor. I quickly wrapped my overcoat around me just in time. The doors opened and in walked an a very good looking Asian doctor. He glanced at me and seemed to lick his lips.

"Where are you going?" He asked somewhat suspiciously. "You do know the top floor is out of bounds for all but medical personnel. 

I had to speak. I had to say something. But as soon as I did he'd know I was a guy. What then? I thought it best to tell the truth, or at least a half truth.

"I'm going to meet my wife, Jo. We're going to a fancy dress party," I added hastily.

"You mean, Dr Parry?"

"Yes, that's right."

"You must be Daniel, Dr Parry's husband. Jo talks about you often." 

"Oh. Do you work with her then?" I asked, starting to relax.

"Yes. I'm Thomas. We're good colleagues."

The lift halted on the 7th floor. Then I remembered Jo had talked, rather dreamily, about Thomas. Now I could see why. She had even said a few nights ago if we couldn't find a nice black cock for her a nice Indian one would do. 

"After you," Thomas was saying snapping me out of my fantasy. 

"Thank you."

"Pleasure. I'll show you where Jo lives when she's not at home with you."

We walked along a corridor that seemed to stretch forever.

"Very attractive your wife. Very...sexy. And recently very naughty."

I could barely believe what I was hearing. This guy had no right to talk about Jo like that. Yet, instead of being upset and angry, I was starting to get aroused again.

"What do you mean?"

"Well...the other evening she telephoned me. Said there was something she needed to show me in her office."

"Please continue."

"When I got there, your wife was bending over her desk, her black skirt riding all the way up to her thighs. I could see her stocking tops and the faintest glimpse of her red satin panties."

I knew these panties well, Jo had made me wear them only the other night...hold on, I thought, they felt really damp that night as if...no surely not...surely this guy hadn't...

'"Like whay you see?" Jo had asked me...well I loved it obviously."'

"What happened then?" I asked stupefied. 

"Jo made me take her panties off. Then she unzipped my trousers and wrapping her panties around my cock she started masturbating me. I couldn't have lasted long, especially when she undid her shirt and told me to kiss her nipples."

I wanted to hit this guy, I wanted to kill him. But, but, but...I felt so aroused now and I think he could see that.

"Daniel the good news is I'm wearing those same panties tonight. And you and I are expected in your wife's office just about now."

Thomas knocked on a door that had a metal framed name displayed upon it...Dr Parry. 

"Enter," came a sultry voice from within.

What greeted me was a sight I'll never forget. Three hunky, gorgeous looking guys. Two under 30 wearing nothing but boxer shorts and a third dressed head to toe as a nurse. A nurse with a very short uniform. I could see his white stockings and his ass covered in some black vintage panties. 

Jo came up to both Thomas and me and greeted the pair of us with a long, slow french kiss. Again a pang of jealousy, of anger. But it subsided when the nurse came over to me, removed my overcoat and gently rubbed my cock. A transvestite, a man dressed in a nurse's uniform, had touched me and it felt good. Then, then feeling my cock responding to his touch he kissed me full on the lips, he was wearing a blonde wig and deep red lip gloss, it felt incredible. Suddenly I was burning with lust.

Jo, gauging my positive reaction, kissed Thomas again and then got the two hot studs to help her remove Thomas' clothing. Underneath his male attire he was dressed in a red corset, that matched my wife's satin red panties and red stockings. He looked sensational. Thomas came over to me then and him and the nurse started running their hands up my stockinged thighs. I responded by alternatively kissing each of them and grabbing t each one of their panty clad asses. It felt amazing touching Thomas in particular knowing he was wearing a pair of Jo's panties, the same ones she'd made me wear after - I now realised - Thomas had ejaculated into them. 

I watched now, lost in the absurd loveliness of it all, as the two young junior doctors started to undress Jo. Like me, she was taking turns to kiss and fondle her lovers. Instead of being jealous now I felt proud of my wife. She was sexy, ridiculously so, and I'd wanted her to break free of her conservative shackles for so long. So if this was what emancipation looked like - I wanted more of it. I wanted to watch these gorgeous hunks kiss and tease and pleasure and fuck her right in front of me. And while they did, I knew now I wanted Thomas and the nurse to do the same to me. 

I got my wish. The two young doctors now each had one of Jo's breasts in their mouths and they were both fingering her pussy through some silky black crotchless panties. She kept winking at me and running her tongue across her lips as her excitement mounted. At the same time I felt Thomas lift the hem of my skirt up, turn me round so I was right next to Jo, slide my panties down, and bend me over Jo's desk. I kissed Jo and watched flabbergasted as the two studs turned Jo around and as one slid his cock into her pussy, the other lay on the desk so Jo could give him oral. The nurse noticing the arrangement did likewise, and as Thomas liberally applied some KY to my virgin tranny ass I followed Jo's lead and put a real cock in my mouth for the first time. 

I felt overcome with desire. Every now and then Jo would take the cock out of her mouth and I'd do the same with the nurse's and we'd engage in some tonsil tennis savouring the delights of pre-cum kisses. 

"Oh my fucking naughty sissy transvestite of a hubby, how fucking amazing is this?"

"I love it darling...I mean Dr Naughty. You look so hot...I love watching you with other guys."

"Huge ditto hubby. Now bend over a little further while Thomas gets his reward for giving me my first ever Asian load the other night."

Her words - which only moments earlier would have shocked and hurt me, now only thrilled me. Another man had made my wife cum, had filled her with his own cum and now that same man was going to do the same to me wearing my wife's panties.

I bent as far over as I could until I was deep throating the sexy nurse. I was worshipping his cock now. But when Thomas entered me that adoration turned to demonic desire. I winced at first, of course, but as Thomas's lovely cock immersed itself in my ass I looked at Jo and smiled a filthy smile. This was fucking sensational. The best part was every time Thomas slapped up against me I could feel his balls wrapped in my wife's panties against my butt cheeks and our stockinged clad legs rubbing up against one another. As Thomas got into a good rhythm I felt the sexy nurse's cock begin to pulse. Urged on by Thomas's lust for me, I sucked the nurse more rapidly, once, twice, three, four, five times...until I felt his cum hit the roof of my mouth and spill out onto my lips.

Seeing this Jo responded in kind and within seconds the young stud erupted into her mouth. We kissed, deeply, swapping cum back and forth between us. The guys behind us found this unbearably exciting. Thomas went into fifth gear, thrashing his lovely cock wildly inside my ass. I felt a single throbbing pulse and then another and then a roar of pleasure. Thomas's hot cum fired into me like a jet stream into the sky. Lashings of it poured in and out of me. Jo now screamed at the young stud.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me like Thomas just fucked my sissy tranny gorgeous hubby. Fuck me, fill me with your cum."

I saw the guy twitch several times.

"Oh yes, oh fuck that's good, that's so fucking good."

It was amazing to watch. Not a jot of jealousy remained. My wife could fuck whoever she wanted from now on, as long as I could hear all about it and occasionally watch whilst wearing her sexy lingerie. 

But just when I thought things were cooling down Jo took Thomas' cock and started cleaning it up. This was so deliciously arousing, I turned the sexy nurse over and plunged my cock right in his ass. He was wearing the silkiest vintage panties imaginable and at first I was reluctant to slide them down his thighs, but I grabbed his gorgeous stockinged legs and fed my throbbing cock into his lovely manly feminine ass. It was a strange, but wonderful sensation. Thomas was now aroused again and when Jo saw what I was doing, she was so turned on she begged Thomas to fuck her.

"Do it Thomas. Show my hubby what you did to me the other night. Fuck me my sissy lover while my sissy hubby fucks the sissy nurse."

Soon we were all building to a climax. Thomas exploded again first. It was so hot watching him fuck Jo right in front of me. Then I felt that familiar quickening of my pulse as I neared the zenith. I pushed a few more times screaming wickedly.




The Anniversary Present



"Oh fuck Jo I'm cumming. I'm cumming in this sexy tranny nurse. I'm cumming in his ass Dr Naughty. I'm cummingggg!!!"

"Oh fuck sissy hubby, that's so hot. So fucking hot. Do it to him my little tranny, fuck the sissy tranny nurse in front of your wife who's cumming too. Oh fuck hubby, oh fuck Thomas. Do it to me. Send me into fucking oblivion. Fuck me. Fuck me in front of my tranny hubby Thomas. Fuck me, like you fucked his tight little virgin ass. Fuck me!!!!!!!"

A FEW DAYS LATER

Jo is on holiday for the next week or so. We're not going away. We are having Thomas and some of her other colleagues over to stay. And Jonathan, her gorgeous gay manager is coming as well. And he's bringing his black she male partner with him. Jo and I have been playing strip poker all day to decide who gets to be fucked by them both first. I lost. Thing is, I don't mind waiting dressed, as I am, in a pink basque and a new pair of purple stockings and vintage black panties, as long as I get to watch Dr Naughty. Besides I want to fuck Thomas' ass tonight - Jo said he's going to dress as a naughty french maid.



The Anniversary Present Day 02



When Tom awoke on the morning after their anniversary, he felt extraordinarily tired. He had not slept well, his rest constantly disturbed by vivid dreams provoked by the previous night's activities. 

The dreams were quick and bold, strikingly erotic and disturbing in turn. They had merged in his memory into a strange pastiche that was more like a series of still pictures. He could only recall a few – Saffy with her face buried between his legs, lapping at his silky crotch, a picture of the shock on the taxi driver's face when he turned around to find Tom in the backseat sitting naked apart from a pair of pink satin panties, back to an image of his wife, this time astride his cock, a split before entry. The images reflected his mixed feelings of arousal and shame about the previous evening's events and he thanked God that the more disturbing ones only existed in his dreams.

Saffy was already out of bed and getting ready for work. Tom was glad; he wanted some time to think about last night. It was the most exciting night of his life and he loved every minute of it. There were so many exciting moments, he couldn't decide his favourite. Complying with his wife's request and putting her panties on in the restaurant was a powerfully erotic moment. Her touching him under the table, in the taxi and finally in the bedroom were all moments that he would carry forever.

Now he wondered what would happen next. Was last night a one-off never to be repeated? Would Saffy take this further? He was very conscious that Saffy had been completely in control throughout the evening and his demure role made it more difficult for him to gain control. He would have to play it carefully for a while and see what happens.

Saffy was making coffee in the kitchen as she relived the night before. She had awakened both Tom's and her own sex drive and she wanted to keep it alive. She had surprised herself by being so in control and by Tom's deference. Now she wanted to take this further, to eke out of Tom every fantasy he had and to make them real whilst taking the opportunity to test her own wants and desires, to find out what would make her feel the way wearing her panties had made Tom feel.

The likelihood of being able to concentrate at work today was extremely remote she decided, so called in sick. What the hell, she thought.

Tom was just getting dressed when Saffy entered the bedroom with a coffee in her hand. She told him breakfast was ready as she sat down on the bed.

"Tom, I want to ask you something."

Tom turned to Saffy and she stood and walked to him. Putting her arms around him, she said "I know last night was great and I was wondering..." She faltered for a moment.

"I was wondering if there's anything else you... well, anything else you fantasise about. I mean, it's ok, I won't be upset or put off. In fact, I want to know so that we can maybe play some out."

Tom pulled Saffy closer into him so that she couldn't see his face. If he was going to tell her things, he didn't want to detect any disapproval. He thought for a while. Unsure how far he should go, he said "Why don't we do some more of the same as last night and see where it takes us." He quietly cursed himself for losing his bottle.

He kissed her neck as she replied "Ok, but you can't wear my clothes. You need some of your own. I'm having the day off today so why don't you tell me what you'd like and I'll go and get them for you."

Tom gulped as she spoke and his cock twitched in anticipation. He suddenly felt like a kid in a sweet shop. He could have anything he liked. Wow!

"Why don't you write a list for me and I'll get them a bit later. Maybe I could get us some toys too," she said.

"Ok," was all Tom could say. He couldn't believe what was happening to him. To Saffy. To them. It was fantastic.

Saffy left the bedroom, intentionally leaving Tom to write his list out on his own. He sat at the dressing table and started to explore his mind for ideas.

After a few minutes, he started to write. He didn't want to ask for too many things. He wanted to hold back a bit, to use a little self-control. If it all worked out well, he could get other things later.

When he had finished his list, Tom got ready for work and left the sheet of paper on the table and walked down stairs.

Kissing Saffy on her lips, he left for work. "Enjoy your shopping," he grinned.

"I will." She smiled back at him and they both relaxed a little.

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Tom was struggling to concentrate. He'd only just got to work and already found it impossible to stop thinking about Saffy, the shopping and the night before. It was going to be a very long day...

Saffy spent the morning on the Internet. She wanted to learn more about cross-dressers, what they liked and what their fantasies were. She hoped to get some inspiration so that she could beat the previous evening's performance.

She was looking for literature on the subject when she came across a site called Literotica.com. Intrigued, she clicked the link for the top list of 'Transsexuals and Crossdressers' stories and read one called 'Sam's Story'. She found it fascinating and, if she was honest, more than a little arousing. She printed the story out and gave it a '5' vote before leaving.

She continued searching the 'net for a while longer and armed with a bit more information than when she started, Saffy grabbed Tom's list from the bedroom and set off on her shopping trip.

As soon as she was in the taxi, Saffy read Tom's list. She could tell the list was written by Tom because it was so conservative. Short and to the point, Tom had just asked for a handful of undergarments. The key was that he wanted satin and lace mostly. He'd asked for a few black panties and a couple of white as well as some stockings and a suspender belt. He'd also suggested a vibrator too so Saffy's first port of call would be the sex superstore just out of town. She'd never been there before, hadn't even thought about it for that matter and she wanted to get it out of the way since she was a little uncomfortable with the idea of going to such a place.

Once the taxi driver had been paid, Saffy walked into the store. It was huge. It was well lit and staff of both sexes busied themselves with singles and couples alike who were shopping amongst the many aisles.

The store even had a map near the door to show where the various departments were and baskets for customers' convenience. Walking passed the DVD and video aisles, Saffy eventually found the female toy section. There was every kind dildo and vibrator imaginable on display. She was drawn to the back of the area where a huge range of 'rabbit' style vibrators were. She'd often fancied buying one but could never have justified it to Tom before now but Tom's list gave her licence and she was determined to make the most of it.

The main attraction on show was a new thrusting, squirming, rotating rabbit with a detachable ear. And there was bonus to this model too – a special offer of a free harness. Saffy took one off the shelf and popped it in her shopping basket.

Smiling, she next went to the lingerie department on the third floor. The quality of the clothing was surprisingly good and the choice of style and material was mind-boggling. For herself, Saffy wanted a powerful, dominant outfit and chose a deep red satin basque with matching panties. Black glossy stockings and spiky heels completed the outfit.

Tom's outfits included 6 pairs of satin panties of various colours and styles plus three sheer pairs coloured white, pink and black, two pairs of stockings – one black and one white – two suspender belts, two pairs of sheer to waist hose and a white satin basque. This last item wasn't on Tom's list; it was Saffy's contribution to the wardrobe.

Saffy paid for her goods and made her way home. There was plenty of time before Tom got home so she took the opportunity to plan out the evening.

Tom's day was going from bad to worse. He'd made a number of errors through lack of concentration and to rub things in he now had to put everything right before he could get home.

At around 3 o'clock he called Saffy to warn her he'd be a couple of hours late. In her most teasing voice she told Tom not to be too late or he'd miss out on all the fun. This was torture for Tom. More than once during the day he'd been tempted to jack off in the bathroom just to get sex out of his mind. The temptation was almost too much; he'd had the most persistent erection of his life for most of the last five hours and Saffy's words just made the problem worse.

Sipping a coffee whilst sprawling on the sofa, Saffy stared at all the clothes she had bought. A plan started to form in her mind and she grabbed some sheets of paper and started writing.

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Tom finally got home, bursting with energy and desperate to see what treats awaited him just before seven o'clock. His eyes immediately fell on the objects on the floor in front of him. There was a bag just in front of him with a note on it – "Put the clothes in me" it read. A trail of lingerie ran through the house and up the stairs.

Picking up the bag, he followed the trail. A few feet from the bag was a pair of black satin panties. He picked them up and moved. When he reached the third pair there was another note with them – "Take off your clothes and put me on". He ripped his clothes off and pulled on the white silky panties. He stroked and tickled his crotch through the faintly see-through material and groaned quietly as his stiff prick throbbed in appreciation.

Next was a pair of very sheer panties followed by deliciously glossy hose. A white satin and lace suspender belt lay at the bottom of the stairs with another note instructing him to fasten it around his waist. More panties followed and then a pair of white glossy stockings along with another instruction telling him to slowly roll them up his legs and connect the suspender belt to them. He'd never worn stockings before and the sensual tingling in his legs as the material clung to him was so erotic his cock oozed uncontrollably.

After gathering the final panties, hose and stockings and placing them in the bag he arrived at the closed bedroom door. He took a deep breath and opened it. Inside was a vision. Saffy was standing by the bed wearing her red outfit and a matching satin ribbon around her neck.

Putting the bag down, he walked to her and kissed her passionately on the lips, his tongue probing deep into her mouth. His hands wandered all over her body, stroking her sensually through her outfit. Saffy's breath was coming deep and heavy and she moaned quietly into his mouth. Her hand roamed down his body, her long nails dancing delicately over his satin bulge.

Saffy led Tom to the bed where he saw five silk scarves and the rabbit. Saffy told him to lie down and she then wordlessly began tying him to the bed; first his legs and then his arms. Finally, she blindfolded Tom with the fifth scarf.

"Can you see anything?" Saffy whispered.

"No. Nothing at all," Tom replied through laboured breath.

"Good. I bet you've been frustrated all day. You'd like to cum, wouldn't you?"

"God, yes."

"Do you like your new underwear?"

"Yeah, it's great."

"How does it feel? Describe it to me."

"It feels so smooth and sexy. I can't really describe it. It's just very sensual. I can feel it against my skin and it's driving me mad. I want to cum so much."

"There's more first. It wasn't on your list but I want you to wear a basque too."

Saffy picked up the satin basque and wrapped around Tom's torso. He felt it being pulled tight on his body. Then Saffy's fingers were running over his body, teasing and stroking him. His back arched as her fingers travelled down to his crotch, bypassed it and ran on down to his thighs, sliding over his stockinged legs before tracing their way slowly back to his cock.

He cried out as she moved her attention to his throbbing cock. Pulling his member out of his panties, she gripped the base and squeezed. As pre-cum dripped from him, she caught the fluid on the tip of her finger. When a sizeable pool had formed, she touched it to his lips. She then leaned forward and slowly licked it off before pushing her tongue into his mouth.

She kissed him for a long time. Taking the lead role and holding his head between her hands. After a while she stopped kissing him and loosened her basque so that she could free her breasts. Leaning forward, Saffy offered a breast to Tom's mouth.

Tom felt Saffy's nipple against his lips and parted them, engulfing her stiffening nipple with his hungry mouth. He gently nibbled and sucked at her flesh causing Saffy to squirm on his lap. She reached between her legs and touched her pussy through her damp panties. She massaged the material into her cunt to make sure they were as wet as possible and then repositioned herself so that she we kneeling over Tom's face.

Tom opened his mouth instinctively as he felt the heat emanating from Saffy's pussy and smelled her intoxicating musk. He raised his head to search out her mound but Saffy pushed him back onto the bed and slowly lowered herself onto him. She stopped short of his mouth and scraped the tip of his nose with her pussy. She teased him for a while, keeping just out of reach of his mouth. Finally, she dropped down the last few inches and pressed lightly on his lips.

"Suck the juices from my panties," Saffy instructed.

The salty drips that had formed through her red satin knickers mingled with Tom's saliva as he sucked hungrily. Whilst Tom's feverish licking and sucking grew more urgent, Saffy's orgasm steadily built. She could feel his tongue lapping at her through the thin satin and she started to twitch and buck against Tom's mouth involuntarily. Lost in the moment, Saffy finally exploded, convulsing on Tom's face and crying out his name.

Tom felt Saffy lift away from his face. He was very close to cumming and his hips were writhing backwards and forwards as his body tried to fuck the air in a vain attempt to seek out the satisfaction it needed.

Saffy climbed off the bed and peeled her wet panties off. Turning her attention to Tom's cock, she carefully released it from his sodden white briefs and stroked her fingers up and down the length of his shaft. She wrapped her own panties around his cock and slowly began masturbating him.

Tom felt the wet satin material drape over his cock, tickling his skin and heightening his arousal. He felt her cup his balls with her free hand, squeezing and massaging his scrotum. Unable to take any more, Tom spurted load after load into Saffy's knickers, grunting and groaning loudly.

Saffy watched fascinated as Tom's face contorted and his cum splattered into her panties, darkening the material and dribbling down his shaft. When it was over, she carefully wiped him clean with her panties.

"How are you enjoying it so far?" Saffy whispered in Tom's ear.

"Fantastic. But what do you mean, 'So far'?"

"Oh there's lots more to come, baby. I've only just started."

Then Saffy touched her used panties to Tom's lips, the mingled mixture of their warm cum dripping on his lips. Tom moved his head to one side, not keen on this experience.

"Shh," Saffy whispered, "do as I ask. I want you to open your mouth so that I can feed you."

Hesitantly, Tom moved his head back.

"Open your mouth. That's it, just a little more."

Saffy slowly pushed the panties into Tom's mouth making sure the juices dripped on his lips and tongue. She watched as his expression changed from disapproval to acceptance and then to willingness as the results of their lovemaking slowly slipped further into his mouth. She pushed more and more material in until finally his mouth was full.

"Now close your mouth. I want to watch you suck my panties until they are nice and clean."

Because Tom obeyed her orders, Saffy rewarded him by stroking his prick. After a minute or so, Saffy kissed Tom's mouth and licked his sticky lips. As his mouth opened she hooked the panties with her tongue. Then she grabbed the sodden knickers between her teeth and slowly pulled them out.

Now it was show time. Saffy removed Tom's blindfold and picked up the rabbit. Tom's eyes bulged as he looked at his lover, her sexy outfit and the glazed, horny look in her eyes. He'd never seen her look so radiant, so beautiful.

Saffy got on all fours as if to 69 with Tom, her face resting in Tom's lap and touched the whirring, swirling toy to her pussy. It was the perfect view for Tom whose gaze was fixed on his wife's gorgeous arse as the rabbit sank into her. He could feel her mouth against his crotch, her tongue lapping at him as she fucked herself.

As the toy sank deeper into her cunt, Saffy touched its ear to her clitoris. The sensations bolted through her like charges of electricity and within seconds she was on the verge of another climax. Moments later she was moaning and twitching, her juices trickling down her leg as wave after wave of orgasmic joy pulsed through her body.

Panting and moaning quietly, Saffy remained still for a few moments letting the relaxed aftermath bring her slowly back to reality.

Poor Tom had watched unable to help Saffy or satisfy himself throughout and he struggled with his bonds trying to get free so that he could ram his aching cock into his lover's dripping honey pot.

As she came round, Saffy became aware of Tom's struggle but was having none of it. He would do what she told him and cum when she decided, not before. She turned around and sat on Tom's cock. She ground her pussy into his lap and leaned forward so that her breasts dangled in his face. Much to Tom's delight she untied his arms and legs so he sat up and hugged her. He kissed her passionately on the lips and fondled her breasts but Saffy pushed him away.

"Lie on your belly," Saffy ordered. Tom looked at her in disbelief. All he wanted to do was fuck her.

"Do it," Saffy said firmly.

Once he was on his back, she tied his arms and legs to the bed again and sat on his back. She reached over to grab some massage oil and rubbed it into his shoulders. It wasn't exactly what Tom wanted but he admitted to himself it felt pretty damn good.

Sliding down his body, running her fingers over his basque, she came to the top of his panties. She pulled firmly, forcing the skimpy cloth to ride up his crack. 

"That's the sexiest wedgy I've ever had," he joked.

In response Saffy feathered her fingernails over his balls and then up between his cheeks.

Saffy pulled sharply at the waistband and tore Tom's panties off. She threw them on the bed so they landed just by Tom's face. Now she oiled her hands and began massaging Tom's cheeks in slow circles occasionally stopping to squeeze and them pull them apart.

Tom felt oil trickle down his crack and then Saffy's finger slower traced down towards his hole. Just before she reached it she changed direction and went back. Then she was massaging his perineum and stroking his balls again. He groaned aloud in delicious frustration.

Saffy stopped what she was doing and leaned to his ear.

"What do you want me to do?" She asked.

"Oh, God! Just do it!" He pleaded.

"What? Tell me precisely what you want me to do."

"Finger me, please, finger me." He pleaded.

Satisfied with his response, Saffy went back to Tom's arse and ran her finger down his crack again but this time didn't stop short. She dripped some more oil on him and then started working her finger into him. She buried her finger as far as she could in one slow motion and Tom cried out. He pushed back against her finger and she slowly began to finger fuck him.

Tom was dying. He had never been so sexually frustrated in his life. He felt as if he had been on the verge of cumming for hours. At that moment he would have fucked anything to get satisfaction but he was powerless, tied to the bed and virtually unable to move under Saffy's weight on his legs.




The Anniversary Present Day 02



Saffy slipped her finger out and grabbed the harness. She clipped the rabbit in and strapped it to her without Tom realising what was going on. His face was buried in the pillow, oblivious to everything around him.

"Stay exactly as you are and don't move. Not a muscle." Saffy instructed. After a moment's wait to make sure he would stay still, Saffy untied Tom's legs.

"Keep your head in the pillow and bring your knees up."

Once Tom was up, Saffy oiled the strap-on and pushed it against Tom's hole.

"Push back. That's it. A bit further. Good. Keep going."

Tom was genuinely shocked. He hadn't expected this at all. He did as he was told and gradually took the toy in. When it was in as far as Saffy wanted it to go, she switched it on.

A strange little cry emitted from Tom as the toy rotated, pumped and vibrated in him. It felt as though he had something alive in his bowels; by far the strangest feeling he'd had in his life.

Gradually Tom became more and more comfortable with the toy. It was now causing the most amazing waves of pleasure to course through his body and his stiff prick oozed a constant stream of pre-cum onto the bed.

Saffy decided it was time to take control and held Tom's hips firmly. She started slowly, driving the toy deeply and all but withdrawing it on the way back. Her pace gradually increased until she was finally pumping Tom as fast as she could.

"Are you going to cum?" She asked.

Tom had been concentrating on the feelings in his butt and had stopped thinking about his cock for the last few minutes. Concentrating on it now, he could feel his orgasm building. It was incredible.

"Yes," he said followed by "Oh fuck, yes. I'm gonna cum. Oh fuck me. Oh God yes. Oh fuck me harder. Yes, yes, yes, I'm cumming."

His voice rose in a crescendo as his cum spurted out hitting his chest and splashing on the bed.

Saffy slowed her humping and switched off the toy, finally withdrawing from Tom altogether. She dropped the harness to the floor and untied Tom's arms. They lay together in silence for a long time.

Crawling under the sheets, they clung together and slept the sleep of the dead. As Saffy dozed off, she pondered what she would do to Tom when he woke...



The Anniversary Present Day 03



As usual, Saffy was out of bed before Tom. She found herself contemplating the last two days' fun and games. It had certainly been very interesting. Tom's willingness to be led and controlled by her was very exhilarating and her desire to indulge him wasn't waning. She had realised that her reasons were quite simple – firstly, she was relishing being in control and secondly, it was really turning her. They were both as horny as hell and their sex drives were as high as when they first met.

The realisation that Tom had never really told her about his fantasies interrupted her thoughts. It was time to get everything out in the open. After pouring a coffee she made her way upstairs to cut short Tom's usual Saturday morning lie-in.

Tom opened his eyes as Saffy gently woke him with a kiss and a hug. He stretched and yawned long and loud before smiling at Saffy and hugging her back.

"You're up early," Tom commented as he sat up scratching his head and yawning again.

Saffy looked deep into Tom's eyes and responded with a slow, deliberate tone.

"You remember I asked you what your fantasies are. Well, you never gave me an answer."

As usual, Tom became reticent and manoeuvred around the issue.

"I've loved everything we've done. It's been fantastic. It still feels like a dream."

"No," Saffy said firmly. "That's not what I asked. I want to know what your fantasies are about. You must trust me. I'll make you a deal. I'll find a sexy pair of panties for you to wear today from your new collection if you'll promise me to get up and write down everything that turns you on. I don't want one of your usual conservative lists. I want enough detail so that I can turn them into reality. Ok?"

"Ok," Tom replied with some discomfort.

Saffy picked out a pair of pink sheer panties and held them out to Tom.

"They have a sexy sheen to them don't you think? I bet your cock will look very sexy and the feel, well that will be soooo nice," Saffy purred. She dropped the panties on the bed beside Tom and walked out of the room. A faint smile crossed her lips as closed the door behind her. He's going to do what I tell him, she thought. How satisfying!

Tom sat on the bed for a while drinking coffee and looking at the delicate lingerie Saffy had left for him. He shook his head in wonder that his wife had turned into such a vixen. He felt a moment of regret thinking about all the years he'd buried his dark desires for fear of rejection. If only he'd found a way to express himself before, to tell her what he wanted. 

Tom knew when it had started and to some degree, why. He thought back to his sister, how she had made him do things to humiliate and control him. He was sure there was no real malice involved, just a big sister doing what big sisters do sometimes – pick on little brothers to show them who's the boss.

When Tom was twelve or thirteen, he caught his sixteen year old sister having sex with a boy from their school in the local park. Tom was hiding behind a tree, his eyes wide as he watched the boy play with his sisters' breasts under her school uniform. He unclipped her bra and cupped and squeezed her boobs whilst they kissed passionately.

Tom's cock stiffened as the couple canoodled in the bushes. Tonia opened her legs and Tom could see up her skirt. She was wearing white satin panties and Tom could just make out her lips through the skimpy material and saw a small wet patch between them. The boy touched Tonia through her knickers and stroked and rubbed her pussy. She was making small whimpering noises and her hips were twitching. He pulled her panties off and threw them behind him. They were very close to Tom and for reasons he could never explain, he crouched on the floor, stretched his hand out and grabbed them.

Retreating behind the tree, he looked at them, at the wet stain and suddenly felt himself cum. It was the first time he'd ever ejaculated but it had all happened so quickly he didn't have time to enjoy it properly. He put the panties back on the floor and carefully sneaked away.

What Tom didn't know was that Tonia had seen him, had noticed him pick her panties up and put them back moments later. She'd make him pay for watching her.

When she got home, she walked into Tom's bedroom and grabbed him by the hair.

"I saw you watching me," she hissed angrily. "I saw you playing with my panties. You're gonna pay for this you little queer."

Tonia pulled her panties from a pocket and held them very close to Tom's face.

"Seeing as you like my knickers so much, your going to put them on and if Mum and Dad find out I what I was doing in the park, I'll tell them you stole my panties and you've been wearing them ever since." Tom looked like a rabbit caught in headlights. He stared at her with a deep flushed look of embarrassment and anguish.

Tonia made Tom take his trousers off and when she saw the sticky mess in his shorts she taunted him and called him panty boy. He wanted to explain it wasn't the panties that made him cum, that it was watching her and the boy having sex that did it but he couldn't speak.

Tonia pulled his shorts off and grabbed his hair again, making him put her panties on. He pulled them up his legs and quickly followed suit with his trousers. Tonia warned him again not to say anything about what he had seen earlier and then walked out of Tom's bedroom. 

Tom felt shell-shocked. He didn't quite know what to do. He hadn't meant to upset Tonia, he was just curious. He lay down on the bed and undid his trousers, intending to take Tonia's panties off but as his hand touched his cock through the silky material he felt it stir. The smoothness allowed his hand to glide effortlessly over his crotch and his skin felt so sensitive that he just carried on rubbing himself. Moments later he had the second orgasm of his life and it felt wonderful.

He did his best to clean himself up but kept his sister's panties on for fear that she might check and tell Mum and Dad. At least, that was what he told himself.

Later, Tonia felt a pang of guilt about how she had treated Tom and when she got the chance, she took him into the garden and talked to him. Deep down she knew he was just an adolescent kid who was curious but she was really worried that Tom would blurt out what he had seen and then she would be in big trouble.

She told Tom that she was sorry but he must promise never to tell anyone what he saw. Then she asked if he was still wearing her panties. Embarrassed, he reminded her that she had told him to keep them on.

She told him to show her. He had never been able to refuse Tonia anything and he opened his trousers so she could see. She opened them further and looked down. Much to her surprise and Tom's distress, his cock was hard. She smiled and looked at him with a slightly teasing look on her face. "Keep them," she said and walked back into the house.

That night he lay in bed not wearing her panties but holding them. He touched them to his lips and breathed the sweet musky scent of his sister into his lungs. It was a gorgeous odour that yet again awoke his increasingly demanding libido.

Neither the episode nor her panties were ever mentioned again but Tom used to wear them and play with himself in them on many occasions. He would wash them with a bar of soap in the bathroom and hide them behind the radiator in his bedroom until they were dry. Then he'd put them on again. They became his guilty secret and the centre of his sexual world.

Tom thought about the times that followed. It was impossible to explain the exhilaration and sexual excitement that were associated with women's underwear. In some ways he thought Tonia had cursed him – he knew his fetish made him different from others but at the same time, it was a gift. He was so aroused by it at times that he thought it impossible for anyone else to be as excited with 'normal' sex as he was with his obsession. 

Somewhere beyond all this was the single thought that this wasn't his fault. So why had he always felt so scared of being judged?

Tom swung his legs over the side of the bed and slipped his pink panties on. He stood in front of the mirror and stared at his bulge. It was undeniably attractive to him – a really sexy bulge in panties that showed his assets off nicely. His cock stirred as if in appreciation for the attention.

Eventually Tom got dressed and went down stairs to grab another coffee before sitting down at the PC. He powered it up and started writing. Saffy made herself busy elsewhere to give Tom some privacy.

After making the decision to write everything down and be completely honest, he found it quite easy to push his inhibitions to one side and bring his fantasies out. He started with a few headlines; the things that he'd consistently dreamed about. Then more things came to mind, the occasional fantasies on the periphery. Once his ideas were listed, he obeyed Saffy and started to describe them in detail. He was incredibly excited and his cock strained against his panties as the words formed.

Tom was so absorbed in his writing that two hours passed in a flash. When he was finished, he printed the document and deleted it from the PC. He called to Saffy and passed the papers to her when she entered the room. Taking them, Saffy turned her back on Tom and went to the kitchen without saying a word. She sat down and started to read.

Her first observation was that Tom had really made an effort to give a lot of detail just as he had been told to. The second was the pleasant realisation that his fantasies were not selfish; that she should be involved and enjoying herself was a significant plus. He had overcome the first hurdle.

The second test was how Saffy felt about his fantasies. Was there anything he wanted that she wasn't willing to do? She thought not. One or two might have to be handled very carefully to avoid discomfort but generally, she'd go along with it all. And deep down she knew that most of this was going to be very pleasant. The best part of everything Tom had written was the final clause at the bottom – it said "I want you to be in control at all times."

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Saffy walked back to Tom and sat next to him on the sofa.

"Did you put your panties on?" Saffy asked quietly.

"Yes."

"Let me see."

The feeling of deja vu hit him like a hammer. For a brief moment he was in the garden with Tonia. He opened his trousers and Saffy leaned over to look. She opened his trousers further and there was Tom's stiff prick. He half expected her to say "Keep them" and walk off but instead she said "Good. It looks sexy." She smiled at Tom and kissed him. Then she put her hand down the front of his trousers and stroked and fondled his cock.

Shortly, she took her hand out and fastened Tom's trousers and climbed onto his lap facing him. She ignored the look of disappointment on his face. 

"That's a lot of fantasies you've got there, baby," she cooed. "It might take us a while to get through them all."

Tom looked at his wife's beautiful face and her gorgeous smile and said "Well, you're in charge, honey, so if you want to get started..."

"Oh I do. I'm going to go down your list, one fantasy at a time and tick them all off. And when we've finished, we might just start all over again. But first, we need to go shopping if we're going to make all this happen so get you credit card ready and let's move."

Saffy's second trip to the sex superstore was a far more interesting and relaxed experience. She grabbed two baskets at the door and slowly ambled around the shop chatting to Tom as if they were in an everyday supermarket. She took in just about every aisle on every floor on her quest for their toys and clothes.

Every now and then Tom would point to something that interested him or Saffy would simply choose an item and drop it in a basket. On the second floor, they found 'specialist' items; toys, clothes, DVDs and magazines for the more discerning customer. There was a small department that sold body jewellery and Saffy found a few rosebuds on sale. She dropped one into her basket and moved on.

Tom was having great difficulty stopping his eyes from bulging as he looked at all the gear on sale.

A pair of briefs caught Saffy's eye in the specialist lingerie department. They were made of semi-transparent black satin with an intriguing design. At the front there were two holes with elasticated borders that the man put his penis and balls through. At first glance, the rear looked ruched with a vertical central seam running all the way up. However, there were drawstrings at the top which were intricately woven into the fabric. When pulled, the briefs opened. They not only exposed the anus but pulled the buttocks apart too. Although not strictly feminine, Saffy was pretty sure Tom would like them so she dropped a pair in her basket.

When they arrived at the third floor, Tom decided it was time for him to choose some items for Saffy and bought her a couple of flimsy body stockings, a short purple satin slip, a black ultra-sheer thong, a baby-doll and a sleek black cat suit.

When they had finished, Saffy told Tom to go to the check-out and pay for the items on his own and then to wait for her in the car. He was not very impressed by this but nonetheless agreed. When he was out of the way, Saffy made one final purchase and then left.

When Saffy got in the car, she had a large carrier bag with her.

"What else did you buy?" Tom asked. "Never you mind. You'll find out later and trust me, you'll like it," Saffy beamed.

They chatted in the car, both feeling very excited about all their new toys and clothes. Neither of them knew everything they had bought and it would be fun to rummage through their bags to see what delights were in store.

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After Saffy had put her carrier bag in a wardrobe, they unpacked their treats and stared at the huge array of clothes and toys they had bought. They both felt pleased with themselves and they giggled like children as they put everything away.

Next they dined and drank a bottle of wine. As the night drew in, Saffy decided it was time to get ready for the evening's entertainment.

"Before we do anything else, I'm going to shave your legs. Go to the bedroom and take all your clothes off apart from you panties and run a bath and I'll join you in a minute."

When he was in the bedroom, Tom took his clothes off and looked at his bulge. He stroked his already hardening cock as anticipation grew inside him. He tried to distract himself and ran the bath, scenting the water with oils as he did so.

When Saffy heard the bath running she went to the bedroom and picked out the cat suit Tom had chosen for her. She was looking forward wearing it.

She walked into the bathroom as Tom turned the taps off. She knelt before Tom and kissed his silky bulge, her head to one side ensuring Tom could see her lips brushing against his cock and balls through his skimpy panties. Reaching behind him, she pulled his knickers down very slowly. Once they were off, Saffy took Tom in her mouth and sucked him gently. Tom groaned as her hot, wet mouth encircled him. She kept a steady pace, not wanting to go too fast and over-excite Tom's already throbbing cock.

Tom felt Saffy's tongue fluttering lightly over his tool as she sucked him and he groaned in ecstasy. He wanted to hold her head and ram his cock into her mouth, to fuck her until he was satisfied but he felt unable to, as if Saffy should give him permission first.

Saffy stopped blowing Tom and got to her feet. She kissed him and told him to get in the bath. Grabbing a razor and some foam, she joined him.

Tom watched as Saffy systematically shaved his legs. She shaved to the knee of each leg first and then told Tom to stand so that she could work on his thighs. After washing him down, Saffy foamed his pubic area and shaved around his cock and then his balls. Finally she told him to turn around and bend over. She foamed his arse and ran the razor over his buttocks and then between them so that when she was finished, Tom had no hair below his waist.

He sat back in the bath and looked at his hairless body. If there was any doubt that he had enjoyed the experience, his rigid member dispelled it.

Saffy stood up and sat on the side of the bath before handing Tom the razor and foaming her own pubic hair. She watched Tom as he tentatively shaved her. When he was finished, Saffy turned over and foamed between her cheeks. Looking over her shoulder, she could see Tom's prick throbbing mercilessly as he carefully shaved the fine wispy hair around her anus. When he was finished, he gave Saffy a friendly smack on her backside and she sat back down in the bath.

They washed each other and got out.

"Rinse the bath out and wait for me to call before you go to the bedroom," Saffy said as she dried and talced herself.

She put on a bathrobe and walked to the bedroom. Taking the rosebud from the drawer she lightly lubed it and carefully inserted it into her arse. It was made of solid steel and felt heavy in her body but it locked in well and was only going to come out when she wanted it to. This was the first time she'd ever had anything in her butt and it felt good. It wasn't so large as to be uncomfortable and the combination of the cool metal and the movement as she walked around stimulated her and made her clitoris tingle.

Bending over the bed she looked between he legs in the mirror. The jewel encrusted base looked very sexy between her cheeks.

Next she put the cat suit on. It was amazingly tight and the spandex clung to her body as she pulled it up her legs and then fed her arms in before zipping it up. It felt wonderfully erotic as the taught material squeezed her body and partially flattened her breasts.

When it was on, she admired herself in the mirror. Her erect nipples poked teasingly out under the shiny suit and she shuddered as she stroked them through the tactile material.

Saffy smiled when she saw another zip running between her legs making access possible without taking the suit off.

Finally, Saffy went to the wardrobe and pulled out the carrier bag. She carefully laid the contents on the bed and called Tom.

When Tom saw how sexy Saffy looked in her cat suit it took his breath away.

"Wow!" He said as he walked to her. "You look fantastic."

"Thank you, sweetheart," Saffy replied. "How do you like you outfit?"

On the bed was a pair of black seamed stockings, a black silk suspender belt and a silk maid's dress and apron. Saffy sat Tom on the bed and rolled the stockings up his hairless legs. She told him to stand and knelt before him. They were both conscious of the closeness of Saffy's face to Tom's cock as she fastened the belt around his waist. As she twisted the garter around to position it correctly, she flicked her tongue across Tom's hairless skin and licked the droplet that was forming from the tip of his shaft.

Once the stockings were connected, Saffy clad Tom with the maid's dress and tied the white apron around his waist before going to her drawer to grab the briefs she had bought earlier. 

Putting them on was easier than Saffy had expected. Once she had fed Tom's cock through the first hole it was quite simple to stretch the lower hole enough to pull his balls threw. Once she was satisfied that they were on properly she turned Tom around and made sure the rear seam was fully between his cheeks.

Tom stared at himself in the mirror and stroked his chest, belly and sides through the glossy dress. He looked at the white ruffled sleeves, the lace-up chest and the white satin petticoat that peeped out from below the hem.

Unable to resist, he lifted the dress and stroked his buttocks, his hands gliding over the soft satin material. His cock was rigid, held firmly by the stretched elastic ring. The briefs felt not just as if he was wearing them but also as if they were apart of him. His newly shaved skin felt more sensitive than ever before in his life. It was glorious.




The Anniversary Present Day 03



"How does that feel?" She asked.

"Amazing, I love it."

"Good. Now let's go down stairs so that you can get on with your duties... Don't worry, I won't get you doing any housework," Saffy grinned.

As Tom walked out Saffy went back to the dressing table and selected some toys for later.

Walking downstairs was a joy for Tom. Every step he took caused his dress to brush against his cock. It felt as if the rich satin silk was licking him. He couldn't stop stroking his chest, playing with his nipples and caressing his belly. When he entered the living room he stopped and turned to Saffy, waiting for his orders.

"Kneel down. Now reach between my legs and pull the zipper. That's it, now lick my pussy and don't stop until I tell you."

"Mmm, oh, that's good," Saffy said encouragingly. "You're a good maid. I may just make you a permanent member of staff."

Saffy gyrated her hips and rubbed her cunt all over Tom's face as he licked and sucked her. He could feel her juices trickling down his chin as he gobbled hungrily.

"Would you like to fuck me?" Saffy asked.

The response was an urgent groan that made Saffy smile.

"If you're really good, I'll let you - but not yet, baby."

Gently pushing Tom's head away Saffy turned around and bent over the sofa, showing Tom her rosebud for the first time.

"Do you like my jewellery?"

"Oh yeah, it's very sexy."

"Gently pull it out and then put it back in."

Saffy felt a tug as her sphincter tried to resist opening and then the plug made its way to the surface. Tom reinserted it just as it was about to escape. Saffy groaned quietly and told him to do it again and to keep doing it until she told him to stop.

Once her body had loosened, Saffy closed her eyes and concentrated on the feelings in her butt. She had never even contemplated anal sex before but this metal plug was beginning to reassure her that this particular fantasy of Tom's might not be such a bad idea after all. But not yet. He'd have to beg for that.

As Tom pulled the rosebud out Saffy told him to push it back in and get to his feet.

She turned around and kissed him, her hand slipping under his dress to stroke his cock.

"I really need to cum," Tom said in a pleading voice.

"Ok. You can cum but only on me. Not in me. And if you cum, you have to lick it up. Do you understand?"

"Yes. I'll do anything just let me cum, please."

Saffy knelt down and lifted the silk hem of his maid's dress. "Hold this up," she told him.

She started stroking his cock very slowly, driving him wild as she did so. She gradually increased speed and stroked Tom's balls as he groaned and pleaded her to go faster. He had been on the edge for so long he thought he'd burst.

Saffy felt Tom's cock begin to swell and aimed it at her chest just in time. Cum erupted onto her tits and Tom cried out as load after load splashed onto Saffy's cat suit.

As he came down Saffy stood up and pulled his face between her breasts and ordered him to start licking. She could feel his tongue running over her cat suit lapping up his jism and dancing over her erect nipples.

She stopped him briefly and lay down before telling him to carry on. Tom scooped blobs of cum into his mouth and gulped it down. As he cleaned the majority off, he searched further down her belly for any remaining drops. When he had finished, he looked at Saffy. She could see cum on his chin and leaned forward to kiss him and lick it off. "Go to the dining room and bring back three dining chairs," Saffy instructed.

When he returned, Saffy was sitting on the sofa.

"Put all three in front of me with the middle chair facing sideways." She paused whilst he arranged the chairs.

"Good. Now lean over the centre chair facing away from me."

Tom knelt in front of the chair and draped over it.

Saffy leaned forward and lifted Tom's dress over his waist and then grabbed the drawstrings at the top of Tom's briefs. Pulling slowly but firmly, the briefs opened, a rubber edge to the sides gripped Tom's skin and his cheeks parted. She was impressed by the strength of the grip and continued pulling until she was sure it was uncomfortable for Tom. His hole gaped out before her.

Tom's flaccid member dangled between his legs, still oozing drops of cum onto the floor. He wanted to be hard, ready for the next onslaught but his body wasn't ready yet. He heard a click and a buzz as Saffy switched a vibrator on. He felt the tip of the toy touch his butt hole and he twitched as the high speed motor tickled and massaged him. His prick began to wake up again.

Saffy started to push the small vibrator into Tom. She stopped occasionally to twist it in one direction and then the other, all the time watching as his prick began to rise. 

Tom felt the toy buried deeper and deeper into his hole until finally, it was fully in, buzzing and rubbing against his prostrate. He let out a groan as his prostrate came alive with sweet sensations and Saffy angled the toy downwards to put more pressure on his G spot.

"Do you want some more, my little maid?" Saffy asked.

"Oh, yes. Please, fill me up."

"You want something bigger inside you?"

"Yes."

Saffy slowly pulled the toy out and grabbed a two-headed snake from beside her. She put her feet on the chairs on either side of Tom and moved forward so that she had easy access to her pussy. She lubricated the dildo and slipped one end into her cunt. Leaning forward, she began feeding the other end into Tom.

Tom's hole was stretched as the thick rubber snake slithered into him. His cock was rock hard now, dripping pre-cum and throbbing against the restrictive elastic ring in his satin briefs. He listened as his wife described what she was doing to herself and how it felt. He wanted to turn around, to look at her as she pleasured herself but he couldn't move. He didn't want this to stop.

Saffy started fucking herself with the snake. Every time she pushed the toy into her pussy, the other end pulled out of Tom's butt. She took her time, making sure she could judge the length of her strokes just right so that Tom's end stayed in him.

She gradually increased the length of her thrusts whilst moving closer to Tom to make sure she rammed the dildo deep into Tom's body.

The sight of the black toy stretching Tom's arse in front of her excited her more than she had expected. His stockinged legs and satin dress aroused her too. The confusion of the sexes was perversely erotic; it defined the word 'kinky' for her and she abandoned herself to its delights.

As her juices flowed and her orgasm rose inside her, Saffy started teasing and rubbing her clitoris with one hand and fucked herself and Tom viciously with the other. She was pounding the dildo in, no longer caring about Tom but lost in the sensations that ripped through her body. For Tom, the power and the urgency of Saffy's strokes was a delicious mixture of pain and pleasure. The toy banged into him with such speed it was all he could do to stay in position. He reached a hand down and stroked his aching prick, stroking the surrounding skin through the sensual material that clung to his perspiring flesh.

Saffy cried out as she came. Her body shook as wave after wave coursed through her. When she thought it over, a second orgasm rocked her and then a third and a fourth. She slowed down and gradually stopped, pulling the snake out of her pussy but keeping it in Tom.

She slowly fucked Tom as she recovered. Tom was groaning quietly and Saffy smiled as she saw that Tom had not cum.

"Would you like to fuck me now?" Saffy asked.

"Oh, yes. Yes, please. I want you. Please. I must fuck you."

"Ok. Move the chairs out of the way."

"Now lie down."

As Tom laid on his back, Saffy lifted Tom's dress and lowered her pussy onto his cock. She faced away from him and massaged his balls as he slipped into her.

Tom cried out as he sank into her hot, tight pussy. He wanted to fuck her hard and fast but Saffy was in control and he had to lay back and let her dictate the pace. He ran his hands down her sides and squeezed her arse through her cat suit. Then his hands travelled over his own body, stroking his silk dress. He was near to cumming now as Saffy continued to slide slowly up and down his shaft.

Saffy stroked Tom's legs, running her fingers over his silky stockings, up towards his thighs. Suddenly she increased her pace, ramming Tom's cock into her pussy. She fucked faster and faster and heard Tom cry out as his orgasm burst into her. She kept fucking him hard as another orgasm ripped through. Finally satisfied, Saffy slowed down and stopped. She lifted up and cum dripped out of her onto Tom's cock, dribbling over his balls and dripping onto the floor.

Turning round, Saffy lay down next to her husband. He kissed her and smiled at her. "How on earth are we going to top that?" He asked, smiling fondly.

"Don't worry, baby," she whispered. "There's going to be plenty more to come."



The Anniversary Present Day 04



Saffy stood at the bedroom window watching the last few rays of sunshine as darkness began to fall. She sipped the wine in her hand and thought of the evening ahead. She had spoiled Tom over the last few days, taking him to places that had only previously existed in his mind.

She was conscious that she had been a little too selfless with him; too ready to fulfil his desires and only satisfied her needs on the back of his. Tonight, she decided would different. Tonight he would lavish all the attention on her and his fantasies would take a back stage whilst she was pampered and satisfied as much as she wanted.

A faint smiled crossed her lips as she began plotting, her finger idly running around the rim of her glass…

Tom was sitting on the sofa watching TV. Earlier, Saffy had asked – no, told – Tom to wear a pair of glossy white tights under his trousers. The feeling was thrilling; every time he took a step he could feel the cool nylon against his skin and his trousers brushed against them, constantly reminding him of their delicious presence.

He'd had an erection on and off all day and he was constantly horny. Whenever he hardened, his cock pressed firmly against the glossy material and he found himself surreptitiously stroking himself whenever he got he chance.

With Saffy out of the room, he glanced around and then undid his trousers and pulled them down slightly so that he could look at himself and stroke his cock. He ran his fingers over his thighs and lightly ran them over his balls. The tickly sensation was incredible and he groaned quietly as he fantasised about Saffy licking at his cock through his tights.

As he watched, a tear drop formed and he imagined Saffy's mouth at his crotch, her tongue licking the head and sucking his precum from him. His mind was back in overdrive; back in the intensely erotic place where it had lived for the last few days. He questioned whether he should just let it go and cum in his tights there and then but he didn't really want to without Saffy so he used all his will power and pulled his trousers back up and tried to concentrate on the TV program.

It was no good. He couldn't keep his mind off sex so he went up stairs in search of Saffy. He walked in to the bedroom and stared at his naked wife, his eyes absorbing every aspect of her soft beauty.

Saffy turned from the window and smiled at Tom.

Leaning against the wall, Saffy quietly told Tom she would like a massage. Without waiting for an answer she took a bottle of massage oil from the bedside cabinet and gave it to Tom.

She lay on her back on the bed and waited.

"Take your clothes off first, Tom."

He removed his shirt and trousers and stood in front of her wearing nothing but hose. Saffy's eyes slowly wandered down his body. She looked at his stiff cock through the sheer fabric and smiled to herself. His hairless body aroused her and she had to remind herself that tonight was her night. She wanted to take him in her mouth, to suck his cock and hear him cry out as she satisfied him but no, he would have to wait.

After a moment, Tom knelt over her and rubbed massage oil into his hands before dripping some from the bottle onto her skin. He started with her neck, a hand on either side gently squeezing and rubbing her muscles. Saffy's eyes closed and she lay motionless occasionally encouraging Tom with quiet groans.

Tom moved onto Saffy's arms, sliding up and down from shoulder to wrist in a long slow action. He expertly ran his hands over her soft belly and massaged the flesh on her sides just below her rib cage taking care to avoid her ticklish spots.

Unable to resist any longer, his hands slowly wandered upwards to her breasts, his fingers dancing delicately over her stiff nipples. Saffy's back arched slightly and her breath started to come in shallow pants as he squeezed both her buds and then ran his finger tips around her areolae, the slight pressure indenting her gorgeous breasts.

Tom concentrated on her tits for a long time, fascinated by how aroused Saffy was becoming.

Eventually, Tom moved down Saffy's body. He stared at her hairless pussy as his hands glided down her thighs. Saffy's juices were slowly seeping out of her and Tom's cock twitched and throbbed in appreciation, tight against his nylon hose.

After applying oil to Saffy's feet, Tom gave her the best foot massage she had ever had; a slow, precise massage that covered every inch of skin below her ankles.

When he had finished, he slowly made his way back up her legs, squeezing her calves and thumbing her shins and knees until finally he was at the top of her thighs. He deliberately allowed his fingers to lightly graze her pussy lips but did it as if by accident to tease Saffy.

He stopped massaging her and put his face to her pussy. He lapped at her with long slow strokes of his tongue, licking the juices from her, sucking her fleshy lips and sucking her hard clitoris. Saffy held the back of Tom's head and pulled him hard against her, gyrating her hips and rubbing her nub against his hungry mouth. She held him there for ten minutes or more, grinding and purring as her pleasure grew.

When she let go, Tom sat up and told Saffy to roll over and then started massaging her again, following the exact same route as he had taken before but missing out her buttocks, saving the delicious, soft fleshy globes until last.

As his hand slowly slid back up her thighs he gently but firmly parted her legs. He stared at the folds of her lips and saw a long droplet of pussy juice slowly drip onto the sheets. God, he wanted to fuck her but the massage wasn't over so he put the thought to one side as best he could.

Tom massaged each buttock in turn, firmly squeezing and kneading the skin. Every now and then he massaged both at the same time and pulled them apart so that he could look at her inviting little hole.

Uncertain if Saffy wanted him to be more intimate there, he ran a finger slowly down between her cheeks, deliberately flicking lightly over her anus before tracing down to her perineum and stopping just short of her pussy. As he did so, Saffy twitched and groaned.

"Mmm. That's nice," she murmured.

Tom smiled and slipped his finger back up to her anus, his own breath now coming in short sharp gasps as he began to realise that tonight could be the night he would fuck her there.

"Use lots and lots of oil," Saffy whispered with laboured breath.

Tom drizzled some more oil between her cheeks and massaged it into her skin before it could run off her body. With his fingers covered in oil, he started to work purely on her asshole, slowly and carefully slipping a finger into her. At first, he only went a few inches into her, not wanting to go too far too quickly. He wanted this experience to be special for both of them.

He started to finger fuck her, still avoiding all contact with her pussy and asked her if she was enjoying this. Her response surprised him; she was getting off on this more than he had expected.

After a while, Tom started to push his finger further into her until finally, his whole middle finger was buried in her tight little arsehole. He then slipped his finger in and out four or five times before dripping more oil onto her skin and his hands. He wanted to open her a little more so he slipped two fingers in. He felt her sphincter briefly resist and then both fingers were in, slipping up and down slowly and evenly.

Saffy was in heaven. She couldn't believe how great this felt nor how loving and careful Tom was being. He had not pushed in clumsily or rushed at it but had taken his time and put Saffy's pleasure first. She was abandoned to him for the first time since this week's games had started. As she felt Tom's fingers slide into her, she groaned quietly and began to fantasise about how much better it would feel with Tom's cock in her, filling her and making her cum.

Flopping an arm out lazily, Saffy opened the bedside cabinet drawer and felt around until her hand came across a butt plug. She passed it to Tom and told him to use it. When he had liberally oiled it, he touched it to Saffy's backside. He was careful not to push it in. Instead, he held it against her hole to see how Saffy would react. He was intrigued to find out how much she wanted the toy in her.

Much to his delight, Saffy pushed up in the air, slowly but firmly. She found herself fucking the toy whilst Tom held it still. This, she realised was fantastic. She could dictate the speed and depth so that she was in control despite the subordinate position she was in. She pushed up further and further with each thrust until finally, the plug was buried in her. The sensation as it slipped in was too much and she put a hand between her legs and stroked herself. She cried out as her orgasm roared through her almost instantly.

Tom watched as Saffy's petit mort swept over her. He couldn't believe how much his wife was enjoying this new thrill and he found himself close to orgasm from that alone. If he had touched himself, he too would have cum. His excitement was such that he thought a river would gush from him. But he still wanted his prize and kept his control so that he could keep working on Saffy's butt and get himself that much closer to his goal.

Gripping the base of the butt plug, Tom began to slowly draw it out of her. Once passed her sphincter, Tom fucked her with it, keeping a slow pace to let Saffy recover from her first orgasm.

As her orgasm subsided, Saffy again reached to the drawer and fumbled around until she found her rabbit. Tom leaned over and took it from her. He slowly pulled the plug out and rubbed more oil into her hole before lubing the toy. The vibrator was much bigger than the butt plug and he was mesmerised as it forced Saffy open. She groaned as the first few inches slid into her and Tom stopped, concerned that it was hurting her but Saffy told him to keep going and whimpered encouragingly.

With around four inches inside her, Tom switched the toy on. It whirred, vibrated and pumped inside her and the sensations took her breath away. Now she understood why Tom wantd to be fucked this way.

Tom pushed the toy deeper into Saffy until it was all the way in. Then he held it there, letting the toy's mechanical action do all the work. Saffy was close to cumming again and this time, Tom lay on the bed between Saffy's legs, one hand holding the toy as his tongue lapped at her cunt. Saffy's juices poured from her and covered Tom's face as he licked and sucked. She bucked involuntarily as wave after wave swept through her. Finally she could take now more, her clitoris so sensitised as to be almost uncomfortable to touch. She told Tom to stop.

Tom kissed her pussy affectionately and then moved away, still holding the rabbit in her arse. He switched the toy off and gradually slipped it out of her only to replace it with his tongue. Saffy groaned again as his tongue darted into her arsehole and lapped firmly at her entrance. It was only when his tongue began to ache that he stopped and knelt back on the bed.

He waited expectantly and eventually, Saffy began to move. Now she was ready for his cock. Saffy knelt on the bed facing Tom.

"Lay down," she instructed.

He lay on his back with his head on a pillow, watching as Saffy turned her attention to his throbbing cock.

Saffy lowered her head to Tom's crotch and smiled to herself when she saw the sticky liquid that was matted into Tom's hose. Making sure he could see her mouth, she began licking the wetness, sucking it into her mouth and coating her lips. She had never seen so much precum in her life. It was everywhere and her tongue sought it out, making sure Tom's skin was lavished with attention as she did so.

She lifted the nylon from his crotch and tore a hole through which she pulled Tom's cock. He cried out in ecstasy as Saffy swiftly buried him in her mouth. Mindful that Tom was close to cumming, she only sucked him briefly and grabbed the oil. She coated his cock in lube and then knelt above Tom, slowly lowering her body on to him.

Tom's eyes were transfixed on his wife's crotch as she slowly eased his cock into her tight ass. He watched as she put the tip of his cock to her asshole, saw Saffy gently sink onto it, his cock squeezed tightly as it started to disappear. She lowered herself a little more and his helmet slipped passed her sphincter causing Saffy to cry out passionately.

The vibrator they'd used earlier was not as big as Tom's prick and despite how much it had prepared her, his cock felt satisfyingly large inside her as she sank onto him.

When Saffy had about half of Tom's cock in her, she changed direction and pulled away only to sink back onto him again. She did this repeatedly, taking a little more of Tom's cock into her each time. Finally, every inch of Tom's cock was buried in her and she leaned forward to kiss him passionately. There tongues searched each other out and Tom held Saffy's head in his hands as they came closer and closer to orgasm.

Saffy pulled back and sat above Tom looking down at him as she reached back to run her fingers over his nylon covered legs. He cried out as her fingernails lightly scratched and tickled his balls.

Saffy knew it would only take a moment to make Tom cum and she smiled lecherously as she started to ride Tom's meat. Sliding up and down the full length of Tom's cock, Saffy increased the speed.

"Don't cum yet," she told Tom. "I want us to cum together."

Tom was in agony trying to hold back his orgasm but kept it at bay as Saffy's tight ring slipped up and down his shaft. Saffy's pace was getting faster and faster and she was slamming his cock into her and crying out with pleasure.

"Oh my God," she cried. "That's it. Yeah, that's it. I'm cumming. Oh fuck I'm cumming. Cum now, baby. Oh yeah."

As Saffy cried out, Tom's orgasm rose from deep within him. Building higher and higher as Saffy impaled herself on him. Finally, Saffy's orgasm shuddered through her and Tom pumped load after load of semen into her beautiful ass.

Gradually, Saffy and Tom came back to earth and Saffy slowly lifted off of Tom. His cock flopped out of her and cum dripped onto his hose. Saffy crawled next to Tom and he put his arm around her. They kissed and giggled like kids.

"Now I know why you like to be fucked there," Saffy commented. "But let me tell you, the toys don't compare with a real cock. They don't even get close."

Saffy kissed Tom on the lips and he saw an enigmatic smile cross her face that left him feeling slightly uneasy…



The Anniversary Present Day 05



The Final Day

When Tom woke up Monday morning, Saffy was rummaging around in Tom's underwear drawer. He watched as she carefully ran through the choices and then settled on a pair of boy shorts. They were dusty pink in colour, made of a stretchy satin material with a ruched back and white lace edges.

She turned around with them in her hand and sat on the bed next to Tom.

"Wear these today," she said and kissed him. She dropped the underwear on the bed and went to the bathroom. 

When she returned, Tom nipped into the bathroom for a quick shave and shower. Walking back into the bedroom, Saffy told him to put his panties on so that she could have a look. Tom did as asked and slipped them on in front of her. He turned around to show her the back and she ran her fingers over his cheeks, carefully pulling the material into his crack. Her hand drifted underneath and fluttered over his balls. She could feel his cock growing as she toyed with him.

Patting him affectionately on his bum, Saffy complimented him on how sexy he looked before getting dressed and ready for work. Tom wanted to make love but there was no time.

Once he was dressed he got the breakfast ready and they sat down together in the kitchen, making idle chit-chat.

When they were clearing the dishes, Saffy made an announcement.

"I've another surprise for you tonight so don't be late, ok?"

"Sounds interesting," Tom beamed. "What sort of surprise?"

"Never you mind. Just make sure you are home by 6 o'clock."

After a brief goodbye, Tom and Saffy made their separate ways to work.

Tom emailed Saffy several times during the day, playfully trying to get some clues about the surprise in store. He was sure it was going to be sexy and his cock twitched whenever he thought about it. Saffy declined to give him any clues and told him to wait.

Wait, he did. Another gruellingly long day at the office but at least he got away on time and was home at 6.

Saffy was cooking when Tom walked in. He kissed her and looked at her expectantly but she didn't mention his surprise.

"You go and have a shower and get changed and I'll give you a shout when the meal's ready. I've put some clothes on the bed for you to wear."

Tom was excited by this – maybe his surprise was a new outfit of some kind. He nipped up stairs and went straight to the bedroom. On the bed he saw a cream satin blouse, a short black pencil skirt, a pair of silk stockings, black satin panties, a matching garter belt, waist cincher and a black bra. On the dressing table he saw a blonde shoulder length wig and some make-up.

He gulped as he realised what Saffy was planning for him; a total feminisation.

He stripped off and jumped in the bath. He shaved his body and washed quickly before returning to the bedroom. His stiff cock throbbed with anticipation as he started to dress.

He was almost dressed when Saffy walked in.

"Dinner will be ready in about 20 minutes," she smiled. "Sit at the dressing table and I'll do your make-up."

As Tom watched, Saffy carefully applied his make-up. Gradually his male features softened and all but disappeared from his face. Finally, Saffy put his wig on his head and the transformation was complete.

Tom stood up and looked at himself in the mirror. He admired his feminine appearance and thanked Saffy for his surprise. She smiled back at him and kissed his deep red lips very lightly.

During their meal, Tom and Saffy talked as if it was just another meal and nothing unusual was happening. Every now and then, Tom would touch himself; stroke his skin through his delicious female clothing. His body felt like one enormous erogenous zone. His cock was straining inside his delicious soft satin panties and crying out for attention but would have to wait until Saffy was ready.

After dinner, Saffy took Tom back upstairs. She touched up his make-up and then laid him on the bed. She grabbed some scarves from a drawer and tied Tom to the bed. Once he was ready she blindfolded him and kissed him.

"I'll be back in a minute," she whispered and left the room.

She had been gone ages. Tom was getting a little concerned and called her name out. He heard her faint reply from somewhere downstairs and a few minutes later she was back in the bedroom. He felt her hands touching him, running over his face and down his body through his blouse, which she slowly unbuttoned before kissing his chest. 

Then he felt her hands roaming all over his skirt, sliding down his stockinged calves to his feet and back up to his waist. He squirmed and wriggled with excitement as she removed his skirt; her hands gliding over his crotch and between is thighs. 

Her mouth moved over his bulge, her tongue licking at the tip of his cock through his delicate satin panties. He felt her hot breath as she engulfed one ball and then the other. As she returned to his throbbing cock, a teardrop seeped through his panties and she licked and sucked it into her mouth.

"I wish I could watch you," he pleaded.

"Shh," was her only reply.

Tom felt his cock gently pulled from his panties and then Saffy's mouth plunged down onto him, sucking him hard and taking him deep into her mouth. He groaned in ecstasy and ground his manhood into her.

"How are you enjoying yourself so far?" Saffy breathed in Tom's ear. Tom was suddenly confused and his body went rigid as he said "I... I don't understand." It was all he could say.

"I told you it was a special surprise tonight. The mouth around your cock belongs to a lovely woman called Cherry. Say 'Hi' to Tom, Cherry."

Cherry stopped sucking his cock for long enough to say 'Hi Tom' and then carried on.

"Cherry's a transvestite, Tom. And a very cute one too. Tonight, I want you to pamper Cherry, to suck her and let her fuck you. You don't have to like it, it's up to you but I want you to do this for me. If you don't enjoy it, then it'll never happen again but I want to watch you with her this once. Ok?"

Tom's faced was hard to read, especially with a blindfold on so Saffy carefully removed it. She was none the wiser. Tom stared at her briefly and then looked down at Cherry.

"Look at me." He said to Cherry.

Cherry looked up and waved a little wave before going back down on him. She let out a murmur of pleasure as she did so.

What little he saw of Cherry's face was enough for him to see she was indeed quite pretty but the dilemma of what Saffy wanted him to do was troubling him. He rested his head back on the pillow and acknowledged that he was enjoying a really great blowjob even if it was from another guy. But then he thought about what her cock would look like inside her panties, a shimmering bulge much like his own, he supposed. Fuck it, he thought, if this is what Saffy wants then that's what she'll get.

"Untie my hands, darling." He said to Saffy. "It's okay, I want to play."

Saffy loosened Tom's restraints and he sat up and looked down at Cherry again. He leaned forward and encouraged her to come closer.

She half-stood for a moment and then slid up the bed until her face was just inches away from Tom's.

"What would you like me to do?" Tom asked.

Cherry looked deep into his eyes and said, "I'd like you to take a closer look between my legs."

Tom's hands shimmied down Cherry's back and rested on her pantied buttocks. He gently encouraged her forwards until she was kneeling on either side of his chest, her bulge almost touching Tom's lips.

Tom moved away by just an inch or two so that he could look at her better. She was wearing nearly black and faintly see-thru panties. Her cock was soft and pointing at three o'clock. 

Surprised by how he felt, Tom realised he really liked what he saw. Her lightly bronzed skin and feminine attitude was sexy and inviting. But her bulge was one of the sexiest sights he had ever seen. Taking a deep breath, Tom pulled Cherry to him so that her shimmering profile touched his mouth. He could smell her perfume mixed with pheromones and he suddenly felt intoxicated by it.

Cherry pushed herself onto Tom's mouth and then gently ground herself on his face, moving in circular motions. Tom could feel Cherry's cock growing and soon he found himself kissing and licking at her eagerly, his lips and tongue searching out every inch of Cherry's prick.

Moving his hands round to Cherry's lap, he fondled her through her panties in much the way he had done to himself so many times over the last five days. His fingertips lightly traced every inch of her cock and balls and he slid one finger over her perineum and firmly against her hole. 

Tom pulled her cock out of the top of her panties. He started tentatively, kissing and licking her erection, and then Cherry pushed her hips back until her cock was at the right angle to enter Tom's mouth. He took her in without pausing and Saffy, who was sitting naked on a chair beside the bed, took great delight in hearing him groan with pleasure as Cherry's long, thick cock began gliding in and out of his accommodating mouth.

As Saffy watched, she gently stroked her clit and saw that Tom's cock was stiff and throbbing. She had thought he might go along with this unwillingly but she had never imagined how much pleasure it would give him. Strangely, his excitement increased hers and Saffy found this fantasy was unfolding in a way she had never expected.

Cherry slowly fucked Tom's mouth for a long time, enjoying both the sensation and the pleasure it was giving this adventurous couple. Some jobs were better than others and she suspected this was going to be a good one.

Pulling away from Tom, Cherry looked at Saffy and nodded. Saffy took the queue she had been waiting for and grabbed a bottle of lube from the bedside table. Cherry told Tom to roll over, which he did without question. He knew what was coming and silently prayed it wouldn't be too painful.

Cherry leaned forward and whispered in Tom's ear. "Don't worry, I'll be very gentle."

Saffy pulled Tom's panties down to his thighs and worked a lubricated finger into him. Cherry slipped on a condom and lifted Tom's hips to slip a pillow under him. Tom's breathe was coming hard and fast as his excitement grew. When Saffy had finished lubricating him, Cherry lay down on top of Tom, her weight holding him down and making him feel incredibly submissive.

He felt the tip of her cock at his entrance and she held it in place, pressing very slowly but persistently against his tight ring. Gradually, she pushed in an inch and then another before pulling back out. She resisted the urge to force her way in and shallow-fucked Tom for a while, letting his stretched hole get used to the invasion.

Before Tom had fully appreciated it, Cherry had squeezed passed his sphincter and was a good four inches into him. She took her hand away and started pressing further into him until finally, all eight inches were buried in him. With her weight still holding him down, Tom was powerless to resist as her cock slowly probed him. She held still for a moment and carefully pulled Tom's hips back, signalling him to kneel.

When they were both kneeling, Cherry told Tom to take control and he started to move back and forth against Cherry's cock, slowly at first and then faster as the sensation moved from discomfort to pleasure. 

Saffy was breathing heavily and fingering herself as she watched the transformation in her husband. The sight of Tom impaled by Cherry was both intensely sexual and extremely sensual. Saffy climbed onto the bed and took Tom's semi-erect but dripping cock in her mouth.

Tom and Cherry were in synch, both pushing against each other as the pace quickened. Cherry was pounding into Tom now and he was crying out in pleasure. He was feeling every inch of her long cock pounding into him, a relentless assault on his submissive body. With Saffy's mouth around his cock and the sensations in his hole being so intense, he felt dizzy.

Cherry was moments away from cumming when she stopped. Pulling carefully out of Tom, she quickly stepped to the side of the bed and ripping the condom off, plunged her cock back into Tom's mouth.

Saffy stopped sucking Tom's cock and watched as Cherry held Tom's mouth and slammed her cock in and out. Tom was taken by surprise as Cherry's orgasm exploded in his mouth, hot cum shooting down his throat and dribbling from his lips. As Cherry's climax passed, she squeezed her cock to make sure every last drop of cum emptied into Tom's mouth.

Tom barely had time to catch his breath before Saffy told him to lie on his back. His face still sticky with Cherry's cum, Saffy climbed on his face and rode his mouth to her own orgasm. She was like a wild woman, thrashing and grinding against his mouth, crying out as her climax exploded from her body.

Saffy climbed off the bed and looked down at Tom. She kissed him lovingly and whispered, "It's your turn now", with a knowing grin.

Tom lay down on his back and Cherry grabbed the lube and coated two fingers in it. Saffy removed Tom's panties and wrapped them around his aching cock. She began to stroke him gently as Cherry pushed two fingers inside him. She curled her fingers upwards until her tips were pressing firmly against his prostate. She stroked and massaged the gland as Saffy held Tom's cock and watched the clear sticky fluid seep from his cock in a steady flow.

Tom was groaning as Cherry's fingers worked their magic on him. He'd never felt this before and it was wonderful. He began to groan loudly as the massage increased in intensity. Sensing he was about to cum, Saffy took his panty-clad cock into her mouth and sucked hard, drinking in the pre-cum that leaked through his panties. Cherry also sensed he was about to cum and timed her strokes to the spasms she felt in his sphincter.

Tom's eyes watered as he felt the longest and most intense orgasm of his life burst into his panties and his wife's mouth. Saffy sucked and cooed as the hot semen seeped through the thin satin material and onto her tongue.

Time seemed to stand still for Tom as every fibre in his body screamed in pleasure. As he began to come round again, he heard Cherry say "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Please, fuck me again." He heard himself say...