12 comments/ 74885 views/ 16 favorites Suburban Wife Ch. 02 By: qm2x1798 The author would like to thank Andrea, for her exceptional work editing this story. This is the beginning of a multiple chapter story that describes the adventures of a young couple on vacation. The prologue and the first three chapters are intended to be read together. Additional chapters will be released shortly. Comments and recommendations are appreciated. --------------------------------------------- Kelly was polite enough to wait a minute after Morris left, hoping he would not hear. "What the fuck did you get us into Jonathan Charles Anderson?" Kelly rarely swore and when she did it usually meant that John was in trouble. The fact that she used his full given name meant that it was double trouble. The only other person to use his full name was his mother and that was when he was 10 years old and he had just shaved one half of the family dog. "I don't know. You read the e-mails just as many times as I did. How was I to know that she kept naked man servants for her sexual pleasure? By the way, why didn't you let go of Morris' cock when he released your hand?" Kelly had hoped that her anger would keep the conversation on Anne and not the servants cock that she had just been holding. "It was nothing. He was holding my hand against it. I think Anne told him to do that when she whispered in his ear by the pool". That was her story and Kelly was going to stick to it. She didn't think her husband would be too pleased to hear that she had squeezed the servant's cock several times as the three of them stood in the doorway a moment before. "Why are you blaming me for holding his cock? You are the one that got us into this mess." Kelly was trying hard to keep the conversation on John's mistake rather than address her transgressions with Morris. "I will ask Anne for our deposit back when I meet with her in a little bit. She should have explained this before we showed up." Kelly was relieved that her husband had changed the subject. "John, I don't think that is going to work. She is a dominant female that keeps naked servants. Do you really think that she is going to give you the money back? Anyways, where would we go? We are in the middle of the tropics during the peak of vacation season; I don't think there are going to be any vacant rooms" John always hated to admit it, but his wife was right "Anyways, I can handle being in a house with a bunch of naked servants if you can. Maybe Anne will let you see Julie naked; I saw you admiring her large breasts and don't deny it." Kelly hoped that her husband would take the bait of the young woman and not steer the conversation back to Morris. In her heart she knew that they should go, but her crotch, erect nipples and the bottle of wine told her to stay. "I don't know." "Come on honey, I'm okay with it and as long as we are good between us. You have nothing to fear. In fact, I should be afraid of you trying to jump Anne or Julie! I know you like big tits." Kelly walked over to her husband and started nibbling on his ear. "This place is almost as big as a hotel. We probably won't see the servants that often" "Yeah, I guess its okay. I am still going to talk to Anne about this when I meet with her". Rubbing her husband's cock through his shorts, she offered him the opportunity to wash her back in the shower. John declined, saying that he did not want to be late for his meeting with Anne. Kelly was happy that John turned down her offer. It would have been hard to explain why her panties were soaked. John walked through the kitchen about ten minutes prior to his meeting with Anne. Alex was just putting down a case of wine on the large granite counter top. John was impressed with magnitude of the kitchen; it was obviously built for professional chefs and hosting large gatherings. "Good day Alex. I'm John. I don't think we were properly introduced earlier." "Good day Sir. I hope you found the guest room to your liking. If you or Mistress Kelly realizes you've left something at home, notify myself or Morris and we can arrange to get it when we are in town." "Thank you Alex, you did a perfect job unpacking the luggage. If you don't mind me asking, how do you like working for Anne?" "I enjoy working for Mistress Anne. Actually, it does not seem like work for me. I take great pleasure in helping my Mistress and her friends when they visit. I will also enjoy helping you and your wife during your stay at the Mansion." "Thank you Alex." The offer of assisting his wife did not sit well with John. The last thing he needed was his wife holding the cock of the other servant. He saw the way Kelly stared at the young men and wondered if she was horny. "Sir, if you head through the Kitchen and to the right, you will find the office door. I would not want you to be late for your meeting with the Mistress" John found the door as described by Morris and Alex. As he stood outside, he could hear sounds emanating from the room on the other side. Intrigued by the moans, he placed his ear gently on the door. It wasn't a conversation per say, but a string of grunting noises. One voice was definitely Anne's and the other seemed to belong to a male. John had seen both of the servants on his way to the office, so he wondered who might be in there with Anne. It sounded as if the two of them were finishing, so John quickly backed away from the door. The door open a moment later and John was surprised to see Julie. The surprise wasn't so much seeing Julie but it was the red bra, panties and matching heels that she wore. A quick glimpse southward showed that her panties were soaked. "Please come in John. If you have a seat on the couch, my Mistress will be with you in a moment." Turning her attention to the middle aged man pulling up his pants, Julie instructed him to finish getting dressed and to follow her out the door. The man did not seem like Anne's type and John wondered what this guy could offer a woman that seemed to have everything. Anne returned through the door at the back of the office as Julie was escorting the male visitor out. Anne had changed her clothes since lunch and was now dressed in black PVC corset and panties. In her left hand she held a leather harness and what looked to be a large black dildo; in her right hand was a cloth rag. Anne took a seat behind the extra-large oak desk and continued to clean the dildo in her hand. John sat quietly as he watched Anne continue with her task. Anne cleaned the rubber cock, appearing not to notice John was in the room. Neither seemed interested in talking, until Anne set the cock down on the desk. "John, thank you for meeting with me; I hope that you and Kelly enjoyed your lunch." "The lunch was fine, thank you Anne." John thought about asking Anne for his deposit back; despite the discussion a short while ago with his wife. However, the large black cock on the desk and his wife's statement about a dominant woman being unlikely to give the couple a refund convinced him to remain silent. "As we discussed in the e-mail, the cost of the stay is three thousand dollars for the week. You and Kelly will have use of the entire mansion, the boat, watercraft and the limo. The food and drinks are included in the price." John rose from the couch and handed Anne an envelope stuffed with hundred dollar bills. "Thank you. I need to tell you about some of the rules for visitors to the mansion." "I don't recall you mentioning anything about rules in our e-mail exchanges." "As you can imagine, with naked servants around the house you are likely to see me fucking them. I do have locals visit on a regular basis and they enjoy many of the carnal delights available at the mansion. I asked that if what you see goes against your own limitations or beliefs that you keep it to yourself. I encourage everyone that visits to explore all of their sexual desires. That encouragement extends to you and Kelly." "Kelly and I are deeply in love and do not share ourselves with others." "That is fine, but I ask that you allow Kelly to make her own decisions. You might find that she is hornier than usual and wants to fuck more often. I haven't met a woman that is not turned on when she stays here and every one of their partners appreciates the increased sex drives of their lovers." "As I said earlier, guests are more than welcome to indulge their sexual fantasies with the servants. The male servants are not bisexual, so if you want gay sex you will have to talk to Julie; she can arrange that for you. As for your wife, she is welcome to use their bodies as she wishes. Julie is only to be touched after asking my permission; you may assume that you have permission if Julie offers herself to you or your wife. I also expect you to act like a gentleman." "I will act like a perfect gentleman. I am not a servant for my wife, so don't expect me to act like one of your servants." "If that is what you wish. You might find it pleasurable to pamper your wife. I sensed there is some tension in the e-mail exchanges with your wife." "My wife has been stressed lately. I'm not certain that watching people fuck will relieve that particular type of stress." "As I mentioned earlier, the grounds of the mansion and the beach are very private so feel free to sunbathe or walk around the house naked. I request that you be dressed when you come to breakfast; shorts and t-shirts are acceptable. I do ask that you wear slacks and casual shirts to dinner." "I think that is reasonable. However, I don't think my wife and I will walk around the house naked." The conversation with Anne lasted about ten more minutes. As John walked out of the office, he found his wife talking with Morris. "Hi Honey, how was your meeting with Anne? Are we leaving to look for another hotel?" The smile was pleasant, but the words cut with sarcasm. "Just fine and no, we are not leaving. What are you doing here?" "Morris came up to the room and let me know that Anne wished to speak with me. How was your discussion?" "My meeting with Anne went just fine. She wanted to ensure that I understood the rules of the mansion. She let me know that we might see more of what we saw at lunch and maybe more explicit sex. I expect she will tell you the same thing." Kelly's face did not give away the fact that she had spent the last thirty minutes fingering her clit in their room. She could not deny that seeing two young naked studs fired up her pussy and before she knew it she was naked on their bed fingering herself into ecstasy. It didn't take her long to reach her first orgasm. She would have brought herself off to another one, but Alex's knock on the door interrupted her mid stroke. "I'm certain she will tell me the same thing." Kelly wondered if the naked servants would be present during her meeting with Anne. "I would watch your ass if I were you. Anne may have a thing for anal sex." Kelly did not know what to make of her husband's statement. They exchanged kisses when Julie opened the door to usher Kelly into Anne's office. As John walked away leaving his wife in Anne's hands, he decided to go down to the beach for a little fresh air. It did not take John long to find the trail that led down to the private beach. He was looking forward to listening to the waves and collecting his thoughts. As John made his way down to the sand, he saw the beach was not empty. As he came closer, it was clear that there was a young woman going through yoga moves. Anne did not mention anyone else being at the mansion, so he wondered if she was trespassing. A few steps closer and it became clear that the woman was naked. At that moment she turned towards John and waved. The wave surprised John, but he continued walking towards the stranger. "Hi John, I'm Trish" He didn't know what to say to the naked woman. Her body was toned and tanned. John noticed that her pussy was bald and her small breasts fit her thin frame. "Are you okay John? You appear to be in shock, or do you really like my breast?" Without thinking he blurted out "pussy". It took another second before he clarified his statement. "You have a nice pussy." He took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, I know that was incredibly rude of me to say." "It's quite all right. I guess you are a little surprised to see me here. I am a friend of Anne's. She said there were going to be guests this week. Where is your wife?" John could not help but stare at the young woman. She had a prominent public mound that was shaved or waxed. Trisha was covered in a coat of light sweat from her workout and the afternoon humidity. He felt embarrassed and could not help but stare at the Trisha's pussy. Eyes eventually moved north and noticed that she had a rock hard set of abs, augmented by a belly ring. Unlike Anne and Julie, her boobs seemed to be natural. "Kelly is with Anne in her study. I just finished speaking with her and found out about the mansion. She did not mention you." "Anne told me that she was going to let you find out for yourself. I take it from your face and the bulge in your pants that it worked." John looked down to see that he had a stiff cock. He felt embarrassed by his lack of control. The last time he stood this close to a naked woman other than his wife was freshman year in college. He tried to focus on Trish's eyes but he kept wandering towards her firm breasts and bald pussy. "Sorry, I didn't mean to stare or cause you any embarrassment." "It's quite all right. I work hard to keep this body and enjoy being admired by strangers. You said that Kelly was with Anne?" "Yes. I met with Anne earlier and she explained to me the rules of the mansion. I assume that Anne is explaining those rules to my wife." Trisha laughed and smiled at John. "I'm sorry sweetie. Anne is not explaining the rules to your wife. I assume that Anne said that you can't object to anything you see in the mansion and to keep your hands off Julie." "Yes, that is what she told me." "John there is different rules for women that visit the mansion. The basic rule is that there are no rules. We are free to use the bodies and cocks of the male servants to our hearts and pussies desire. We are also free to fuck Julie, provided that Anne has not given her a task or is using her body for her own pleasure. So I think that your wife is having a different conversation with Anne." John began to worry as he thought of his wife talking with Anne about sex. He was uncomfortable watching his wife handle the cock of one of the servants and hoped that she and Anne were alone in the office. "I'm sure that they are drinking wine and talking about Anne's life on the island. She may be using the servants to demonstrate her control over them." That's what John feared most...his wife in room with a sexually charged dominatrix and her well hung servants. "Don't worry John; no harm will come to your wife. Anne does not expect either of you to engage in the carnal pleasures of the mansion. You and your wife are free to watch and participate if you want to join in, but you will never be forced to do anything you don't want. I suggest we head back up to the mansion." Trisha turned around and picked up her clothes. As she did John marveled at her perfect ass and bald pussy. He wondered if she enjoyed taking it from behind. Trish must have sensed his stare as she lingered a little longer than normal and shook her ass as she was bent over. Clothes in hand, Trisha started walking back to the mansion naked. As she walked by John, she shot him a sly smile and her hand rubbed his cock and balls through his trousers. "It seems that someone has taken a new interest in yoga. Shall we go?" John was stunned that Trisha openly grabbed his crotch and cupped his balls. He wanted to say something to her, but he was too stunned for words to come out of his mouth. He wondered what Kelly would say if she found out. The last thing he needed was Trisha saying something to his wife about his cock or balls. They continued to talk as they walked back to the mansion. Trisha left John in the kitchen with a kiss on the cheek and another rub of his still stiff cock. John hoped that his hard on would subside before he got back to bedroom. He was eager to see how Kelly's meeting with Anne went, but not eager to explain his engorged cock. It would be two hours before Kelly arrived back at the room. When she finally arrived, his wife explained that Anne told her the tale of how she came to own the mansion and her life as a dominatrix. They must have shared a couple of bottles of wine, he could taste the alcohol on his wife's lips when he kissed her as she came in the room. Kelly did not mention the servants or Julie, but based on his conversation with Trisha he assumed they were in the office at some point. It was almost dinner by the time that Kelly finished getting ready in the bathroom, she chose a short skirt and high heels for her evening attire. Anne mentioned that the group dressed up for dinner and she didn't want to be under dressed. It must have been the sexually charged atmosphere of the mansion. Kelly did not normally forgo a bra when going out, but tonight her large nipples stuck out prominently through the thin silk fabric of her sleeveless top. She also chose high heels instead of her normal wedge heel. She looked like she was going out for a night on the town instead of going for diner. She admired herself in mirror, noticing how sexy she looked. John came up behind her and nibbled on her neck. "You look hot." "Thank you. I think we need to go or we will be late for diner." Kelly met Trisha for the first time at diner. She was just as John described her, but wearing clothes. What clothes she wore left little to the imagination as her top was almost see through and her skirt barely covered her ass. The group exchanged pleasantries and then sat down. The servants arrived with wine for the group. When Alex came by to pour Kelly a glass, she used the opportunity to gaze at the naked cock close to her head. She did not try to hide the fact that she was starring from her husband. John had told her that he starred at Trisha at the beach, so why shouldn't she get to look at some cock. "Kelly, does Alex's cock look good to you?" Anne must have noticed the stare and commented on it. "I bet you have fun with that." "Yes, I do enjoy his cock and his mouth very much but you didn't answer my question. Do you like the look of his cock?" Kelly was starting to blush, realizing that her attempt to turn the conversation did not work. She looked over at her husband to see if he was waiting for her answer, which he was. "Yes. I've never been this close to such a large cock." Kelly followed with a smile in the direction of her husband. At this point Trisha joined the conversation by saying that Alex's big cock could fuck her anytime she wished and that he had great staying power. She also pointed out that Alex had the ability to shoot huge streams of cum on her tits and face. What she liked most was how he filled her hungry pussy with cum. "If you don't mind me asking, do you make John wear a rubber or do you let him dump his load inside of you?" "I love the feeling of when John explodes in me. It makes my orgasm more intense." Kelly looked over to see her husband turn about three shades of red. She couldn't tell if he was embarrassed or angry about her sharing the private details of their sex life. At this point she didn't care as she wanted to be included in the crowd; her husband would just have to get over it. The conversation turned to shopping as it does when more than two women get together. Anne told Kelly about a number of boutiques in town which stock nightclub wear in the event that she did not bring enough. Kelly got excited when Trisha mentioned that they had a great shoe store in the city. Kelly had a thing for heels and had a closet filled with more than 30 pairs of just high heels. He hated to admit it to himself, and never to Kelly, but he liked it when his wife wore high heels. John's favorite pair of heels by far came from Boutique 9. They were black and had a five and half inch heel which made Kelly a statue of beauty. The mere mention of a shoe store brought waves of dread to John as he envisioned his wife single-highhandedly stimulating the economy of the entire island with her lust for shoes. Suburban Wife Ch. 02 As the servants brought out the salad, Trisha took the opportunity to stroke Morris' cock for the crowd. This lasted for about a minute as she wrapped her hands around the girth of his shaft and slowly ran her hand up and down its length. She gave his stiff prick a kiss on the tip and a swat on the ass to send him away in search of another bottle of wine. Kelly looked hard at the black cock just inches from her face as Morris returned to pour her another glass of wine. She could feel the first drops of moisture forming in her pussy and the cock in front of her was making the fire in her crotch spread. Desperate to reach out and touch it, Kelly thought better than to grab a stranger's cock in front of her husband and the group. By the time that diner arrived, the group was finishing off their fourth bottle of wine. Kelly did not try to hide her lust of the servants anymore from her husband. The conversation continued with Anne and Trisha about sex. It was oblivious that Kelly was drunk because she revealed to the group that she had the ability to squirt when she climaxed. Anne was intrigued by the pronouncement and asked Kelly to tell the group about it. It happened after about two years of marriage and the couple was trying to get pregnant. John had pushed Kelly onto the bed and grabbed her high heels and placed them over his shoulders as he continued to fuck her with a steady rhythm. Kelly described how her husband's cock seemed to be hitting a sensitive spot which made her scream for John to fuck her harder and faster. After several minutes Kelly said that she had a mind blowing orgasm and felt liquid shoot out her pussy and all over John's legs. Kelly described that at first she felt embarrassed that she had pissed on her husband while having sex. Then it happened the next time they had sex despite emptying her bladder before, not wanting a repeat performance. It was only then that John mentioned something about squirting. Kelly did not believe her husband. She changed her mind the following morning when she looked it up on the on her smartphone while sitting in the bathroom stall at work. The video showed young porn stars ejaculating on their partners, just as she had done to John. John sat there and listened to his wife describe their sex life. It sounded good, but would not make for a porn script. He was irritated by his wife telling these relative strangers the details of their fucking. He was thankful that his wife left out any mention of the troubles associated with the couple trying to get pregnant, although Kelly did hint at her obsession with having John shoot his load deep into her. John wished that he could be anywhere else but at the dinner table right now; he was a little concerned about what else his wife was going to tell Anne and Trish. Thankfully the conversation turned to diner with the arrival of Morris and Alex with plates of fresh seafood and fruit salad. John again watched his wife stare at the young cocks as the servant refilled water and wine glasses. He didn't like it, but he realized that his wife was probably horny and that meant he would get to fill her pussy with cum later in the evening. Part way through diner, Anne drew Kelly's attention to Morris who had taken his place next to his Mistress. "Kelly, you need to watch this for a moment. Morris has a spectacular cock, which I enjoy sucking." As she spoke, Anne began to stroke the underside of the black cock with her long red fingernails. "The secret to sucking a cock this big is learning to use your tongue and fingers to bring it to full attention." Anne wrapped her hand gently around the Morris' cock and began to lightly stroke the length of it. The palm of her hand gently massaged the underside of the cock while the fingernails pulled against the skin on the top. The rhythm was slow at first as it took a second or two for Anne to go from the base of the shaft to the tip of it. "I like to start out slow. It heightens their anticipation of the more sexual charged stroking that is to come. I also make sure that I keep eye contact." Kelly nodded her head in acknowledgement. John had to admit that Anne was doing a good job of bringing to life the cock in her hands and his as well. Anne picked up the pace of her stroking. The cock was starting to fill with more blood, stiffening the prominent veins. At this point she bent her head down and took just the head of the cock in her mouth. It was strange but Morris did not react the way most men do when getting their cock sucked. He stood motionless while his Mistress demonstrated her oral skills. After releasing the head from her mouth, Anne lifted Morris' cock up with her hand to give her tongue access to the underside. Anne stuck out her tongue and starting at the base, licked it like an ice cream cone from bottom to top. Once she reached the head, she did the same thing but in the opposite direction. "Men love to have their cocks sucked. If they could have only one thing in the world, most men would give up penetration for oral sex if their wives or lovers knew how to do it properly." With that she engulfed most of the ten inches of cock in front of her. Anne made a small gagging sound as the head of the cock slid into the back of her throat. She moved her lips back up the shaft and off it all together, leaving a stringy connection of spit from her mouth to the head of the cock. From his seat, John could make out that as Anne swallowed most of the cock; her tongue was stroking the underside of Morris' cock. John turned away from the impromptu sex show to see Kelly and Trisha gazing intently at the display of oral prowess in front of them. Kelly asked Trisha in a whisper if she sucked cock as well as Anne. Trisha said yes and that she ate pussy even better than she sucked cock. Anne continued to suck with an increasing intensity. John was amazed that the young man did not moan or move while Anne was sucking and jerking his cock. John thought to himself that he did not have that level of self-control and probably would have pumped a load of cum down Anne's throat by now. As the sex show continued, John looked over to see his bride squirming in her chair. He took another bite of the fish, not wanting it to get cold and then accidentally dropped his fork on the floor. As John bent under the table to pick up the fork, he looked under the table at his wife sitting across from him. As he suspected, she did not wear panties under her short skirt. The more surprising fact was that two fingers were stuffed in her dripping box. He watched for a second as Kelly feverishly worked her fingers in and out of her pussy. Not wanting to linger too long, he picked up the fork and went back to eating his food. It appeared that he wife did not even notice he was under the table. John returned to eating his diner and watching the impromptu live porno playing out with Anne and her servant. Morris must have been close to orgasm since his self-control lapsed for a moment and he moaned ever so slightly. If the room had not been almost dead silent, John would not have heard it. The sound may not have been loud, but his Mistress heard him loud and clear. At that moment she popped his cock out of her mouth and swatted him on the ass with her left hand. "Morris, behave in front of our guests." "I am sorry Mistress, it will not happen again." Turning her attentions to the guests, Anne apologized for her servant's poor behavior. "You have to teach them how to endure a good cock sucking." Anne continued to stroke her servants cock when he informed his Mistress that he was ready to cum. Anne directed Morris to pick up her wine glass, which he did and then placed it under his cock. A few more strokes and Morris was pumping an unbelievable torrent of white cum into the wineglass. As the last drops of cum finished mixing with the wine, Anne raised the glass to her lips and took a drink. Smiling, Anne turned to Kelly. "Kelly, you should try this wine. There is nothing better than a fine wine mixed with the cum of a young stud. It makes your pussy shudder to think about it." John did not know what his wife would do. He was not certain that she was done getting herself off with her right hand. He was surprised when she pulled it out from under the table and wiped it off with her napkin. She looked at John for a moment before she answered. "What the hell, I'll try it." John thought his wife was trying to push his buttons. She knew that he was still a little bit put off by the cock holding incident earlier in the day. He thought there was no way she would drink another man's cum out of a wine glass. Even when Morris brought her the glass, he assumed that she would chicken out at the last minute. "That's good" exclaimed Kelly after she took a gulp of the wine and cum. Morris retrieved the cup from Kelly and offered it to Trisha. She too took a big gulp of it and handed it back to Morris. If there had not been a naked servant in the room, a stranger would think this was some type of cult ritual taking place. Morris took the half full glass back to his Mistress, who finished it in one long drink. As the servants brought desert, John could have sworn that Kelly intentionally reached out, touching Morris's still erect cock. She apologized for accidentally bumping into it, but John thought it was done with full intent. As diner was winding down Kelly let out a big yawn. "Excuse me. I am a little tired from a long days travel. I think between the lack of sleep and all the wine, I really need to go to bed. I've had a lovely evening but if you will excuse me, I'm going to call it an early evening so I can be ready for tomorrow. John will you be coming to bed or do you want to talk more with Anne and Trisha?" John did not want to be left alone with these ladies, so he rose to join his wife who had already stood up. Trisha got up to give Kelly a hug good night. Anne however remained seated. "Kelly, have fun. Feel free to call one of the servants if John needs some help fucking you. I know you are worked up after that finger banging you gave yourself during diner. The servants are very good at lending an extra hand, or cock, as it may be." John was about to say something but his wife pulled him away and towards the stairs. He expected his wife to be about three shades of embarrassed by Anne's comments, but the color in her face remained the same. His wife had been called out for masturbating at the dinner table and she didn't seem to care one bit. John barely had time to close the door before his wife was on her knees sucking his cock through his opened zipper. He fumbled with his belt, then the button of his trousers, allowing them to fall to the floor. He kicked off his shoes and stepped out his pants. He was amazed that his wife did not let his dick slip from her lips while he stripped down. He removed his shirt and stood there wearing only his black socks. He recognized how funny he looked but he did not want his wife to stop sucking his dick. Kelly mimicked what she saw Anne do earlier in the evening and stopped her sucking as she felt John ready to explode in her mouth. As she was standing up, she unzipped her skirt, let it drop to the floor and pulled her top over her head. Her pussy lips and clit were swollen from the pounding they took during dinner. John was pulled onto the bed as Kelly leaned backwards spread eagle, guiding his head into her crotch. John was intent on teasing his wife, so he started kissing the inside of her thighs. Kelly was not in the mood to be teased, but rather tongue fucked. Grabbing John by the ears, she pulled his face deep into her dripping pussy. John could taste the orgasm she must have had during dinner. "Eat my pussy John." John flicked his tongue against her swollen clit and inserted a finger deep inside of her. The rhythm of his tongue and the strokes of his middle finger soon had Kelly arching her body with her second orgasm. "Oh fuck. Oh Fuck. Eat ME!" Kelly was not one to vocalize her desires, so John was a little surprised by her statement. It sent shivers down his spine to hear her say those words. He wanted to hear them again so he picked up the pace of his licking. "Oh God, fuck me harder" signaled his wife's third orgasm. "Fuck me with your cock baby." John pulled Kelly off the bed and spun her around to fuck her from behind. This is her favorite position and the one that brings her to the earth shaking and cum squirting orgasms. John's dick slid easily into his wife's tight pussy. He started out slow, not wanting to blow his load too early. Kelly was not up for wasting time as she pushed her ass back like a stripper doing a lap dance. "Fuck me faster". At this point she panted several times and then shot a stream of warm liquid down her and John's legs. "OHHHHHHHHHH" John picked up the pace and in a matter of minutes was pumping cum deep into his wife. It was surprising his orgasm lasted longer than normal, but he had been worked up most of the day. Kelly collapsed on the bed panting, her pussy muscles continuing to quiver for several more minutes. John loved the contractions his wife made, milking the last drops of cum from his prick. They cuddled on the bed as John's flaccid cock slipped out of his wife. It was clear to see that his wife was spent. Kelly fell asleep within minutes of placing her head on his chest. John lay in the bed and wondered what was going through his wife's mind. He assumed it was sex and cocks, but he wasn't certain whose cock she was thinking of as she dreamed. Suburban Wife Ch. 03 The author would like to thank Andrea, for her exceptional work editing this story. This is the beginning of a multiple chapter story that describes the adventures of a young couple on vacation. The prologue and the first three chapters are intended to be read together. Additional chapters will be released shortly. Comments and recommendations are appreciated. -------------------------------------------------- Adventures of a Suburban Wife: Chapter 3 Kelly and John entered the dining room to find Trish and Anne talking over coffee. The couple woke about an hour earlier, but was just now making it down for breakfast. Kelly woke first which is unusual for her, so she thought she would wake John up with a morning blowjob. The blowjob was unusual, as John is normally the one to initiate sex. What made it really unusual was the Kelly did not let her husband's dick out of her mouth until she had swallowed the last strings of cum plastering the back of her throat. "Good Morning". Kelly was in a chipper mood. John imagined that part of her cheer was thanks to him shooting a load of cum into his wife's mouth earlier. Anne set down her cup and smiled at the couple as they took seats around the table. "Good Morning. I trust you slept well after last night's fucking. If I didn't know better, based on the grin on Kelly's face I would say that you also found time for a quickie before coming down." "Yes, I slept just fine after John finished bending me over the bed." The little voice inside of Kelly wondered if she had said that out loud. The smile on Trisha's face assured her that everyone in the room heard what she had said. "What made it even better is that he was nice enough to give me some cream this morning. Now I think that I will have some coffee to go with it." The group continued exchanging pleasantries as the servants arrived to take their orders for breakfast. John watched the three women to judge their reaction as Alex spoke with each one about what they wanted for breakfast. John had the knack for reading people to determine their needs, wants and desires. It came naturally to him and served him well during negotiations with the large corporations he dealt with on a weekly basis. It was impossible to read Anne's reaction to the servant. The dominatrix looked at her young sub with warm, yet detached eyes. Despite his best efforts, John could not see beyond the controlling exterior of Anne. He assumed that she felt some affinity for the young man, beyond his willingness to submit to her total control over him. Trisha on the other hand was like reading an open book with size twenty font; gazing at Alex like he was a piece of meat that would be devoured at the first opportunity. You did not have to be a rocket scientist to figure it out, especially since she grabbed his cock at every opportunity. John would later see the same type of look from Trisha when Julie entered the room to talk to Anne; it was obvious that Trisha was bisexual and hungry for anyone that would pound or lick her pussy. His wife was not as obvious as Trisha, but did not have the cool control of Anne either when the servant approached. Kelly smiled as she ordered an omelet and orange juice. The grin grew even bigger as she stared at the servant's cock. The biting of her finger nail as she ordered coffee gave away the secret of which cock she was thinking about as she slept. It was the biting of her nails that worried John. He knew Kelly well enough to understand that this nervous habit only revealed itself when she was deep in thought...actually planning. John wondered what his wife was planning. The group talked as they waited for the servants to return with breakfast. Kelly explained that they hoped to head out to the local beach and wondered if one of the servants would be able to drive them. Anne said that it was possible, but recommended that the couple consider using the pool or the private beach instead. She explained that the public beach was crowded with tourists and locals selling worthless trinkets. "John honey...what do you think we should do?" "I think we need to head out into town. I thought that we wanted to see some of the town and the beach." "Trisha, what do you think? You've been here before. Should we stay here or go out in town." John hoped that Trisha would say go to town, but it was not to be. "Kelly, you and John should stay here. The pool is like a resort, with all of the amenities of a 5-star hotel. It also has a great staff." Trisha smiled at one of the naked servants as she finished her recommendation. "I think you should wear the red one." It was two hours after the couple sat down for breakfast, they were just now getting ready to lounge by the pool. John watched as his wife stripped out of her panties and bra in order to put on a bikini. He admired her smooth legs and firm breasts. At five foot, eight inches and 120 pounds, her D cups accentuated her flat stomach and heart shaped ass. Kelly had mid back length brown hair with natural wavy curls, which made her look stunning even in a simple t-shirt and jeans. John often wondered how he was able to convince such a beautiful woman to date him in the first place, let alone marry him. "Really, you think the red one will be okay? It shows a lot of butt and more of my tits that normal." The bikini was smaller than what she normally wore. It was a gift from her husband. He told her that he wanted to see all the other guys drool over her when they were on the beach. However, it appears that the only reaction he was going to see at the pool today was the women starring at the cocks of the servants. "Honey, Anne has naked manservant. I don't think anything is going to be too shocking for her or Trisha." There was that grin again; it seems that mere mention of the servants sent his wife into a distant dream. John wondered how he was ever going to survive the week. "I guess you're right. I wonder what Anne and Trisha are going to wear. Maybe I should wear something else? Could you please rub some sunscreen on me before we head down?" It always surprised John when women wondered what other women would wear when going out. The women at the office did it, his wife did it and Lindsey from next door was just as bad as Kelly. He continued to ponder this as he spent several minutes rubbing sunscreen over his wife's naked body. He took the opportunity to allow his hands to linger on her breasts a little longer than needed. A tweak on one of her nipples provoked a two finger jab into his kidneys by his wife. Kelly rubbed sunscreen on her husband before he put on his swimsuit. John didn't mind that his wife played with his balls, so he did not return the favor with a jab to her ribs. John imagined what Anne looked like naked when they first met at the airport. After stepping out onto the pool deck, his imagination did not matter. Anne and Trisha were stark naked and sitting on lounge chairs when they arrived at the pool. John had seen Trisha naked the day before at the beach, but he took in the sight of Anne naked. As he imagined, her breasts were larger than his wife's and they appeared to be implants based on the gravity defying angle her large nipples pointed as she lay on the lounge chair. "The servants have set up lounge chairs for you both. Feel free to shed your bathing suits; no one can see here and the sun is marvelous" John was certain that his wife would not take off her suit in front of strangers. She refused to lay out naked in their backyard, despite the six foot fence, so it was unlikely that she would do it here with relative strangers. "Kelly, no one will see you out here" chimed in Trisha. Trisha was wrong; there were people that would see his wife naked. He was uncomfortable with the servants seeing his wife naked. John could not believe his eyes when Kelly reached up to untie the knot on the back of her neck. The next thing he knew, she was twisting her top around to untie the other knot on her top. For a brief moment he thought that she might just go topless. The knots on each side of his wife's bottoms came undone with little resistance, falling to the pool deck. "God, that feels good. The sun is so warm. What do you think honey." Kelly reached up with both hand and grabbed handfuls of her tits. She rubbed them seductively for her husband. "Kelly, you have great tits." John saw his wife blush at Trisha's compliment. "Why thank you. John seems to like them. He won't admit it to anyone, but he had a problem making eye contact with me the day we met. I thought he was going to drool on the floor in class as he stared at my tits." "John, since Kelly is naked, you need to drop your trunks to fit in with group." Anne had raised her sunglasses and locked her eyes with his to make her point. "Oh no...my trunks stay on". He did not want to drop his trunks. The fear of the women comparing his cock to the servants was one of the reasons; the other was the growing erection that he knew was coming. The sight of three naked women was surely more that he was going to be able to tolerate. "John, strip out of your trunks." This time it was Trisha encouraging him to get naked. He was about refuse the offer when he felt his trunks being pulled to his ankles. He almost fell over as he turned to see his wife straightening up after pulling down his trunks. Kelly leaned into her husband as if to kiss him. "Just go with it honey". His wife added a small tug on his cock to accentuate her point. John was embarrassed and ashamed of his penis. He was more than seven inches but it seemed tiny in comparison to the servants. He was expecting a comment from Anne or Trisha, but was surprised by their silence on his manhood. The next two hours passed by slowly for John as he listened to the women talk about shopping and sex. He was living out every young man's fantasy; being around three beautiful naked women. The only difference between his fantasy and reality was two well hung servants answering to the beckon call of the three naked women, including his wife. At one point Alex brought the group another round of drinks. He was rewarded by Trisha with a blow job for several minutes. Kelly watched intently as Trisha licked the underside of the young servants cock and swirled her tongue around the tip of his penis. She enjoyed pleasing her husband orally during sex, but was intrigued by the casualness of Trisha's oral adventures. Was she teasing the servant or did she just enjoy the taste of his body? "Do you enjoy teasing Alex or do you like sucking cock?" "Both. I enjoy oral sex, whether it is with a man or woman. I get very turned on when I have a cock in my mouth or my tongue pressed against a swollen clit. I really enjoy a threesome when I get to lick someone's pussy as one of the servants fuck me at the same time." After Trisha finished her blow job the group retreated to the cool water of the pool. John was relieved because the water might give his cock time to go down after watching the sex show. Kelly however had something different in mind. She swam up behind him and starting tugging on his cock and biting his ear. "Did you like watching Trisha suck on Alex's cock?" Her voice was nothing more than a whisper as she wrapped her hand around his shaft. "I bet you want her to do that to you as well." She made the point of tugging on his semi-erect penis. "Mmmm...Yes, I think you do. Maybe if you are a good boy, I might suck your cock. Do you want me to suck your cock in front of Trish and Anne?" John thought about his wife's offer for a second. Would Kelly really suck his cock in front of other people? "If you're not interested, maybe you should watch me suck one of the servants." What the fuck? John wondered what his wife was thinking as she tugged on his cock again. He could smell the alcohol on her breath, figuring that it was the booze talking and not her burning desire to have her pussy filled with cum. Kelly was addicted to having the inside of pussy coated with it. It had been that way since the day they first had unprotected sex a few years back. Before John could respond his wife's offer, she swam away to the steps and got out of the pool with the other women. John watched the asses of the three women as they slowly walked out of the pool. He figured that he would sell his soul to have a chance to fuck Anne or Julie. "Boys... ensure that Kelly has on more sunscreen. I don't want her to burn on her first full day of vacation." Alex and Morris had returned from the house with more drinks. Kelly was beckoning Alex over by holding up her empty glass, wanting a fourth drink. "Yes Mistress". The servants said it in harmony and walked over to a small table to retrieve a bottle of sunscreen. "I can do that for you honey." John stood up and walked towards the table to get the sunscreen. He did not want anyone touching his wife, especially the two naked servants. "John, my servants are good at what they do and will ensure that Kelly is treated with the utmost respect. I would ask you to remember the conversation we had yesterday." "Honey, I'm certain that nothing will happen if one of the servants rubs sunscreen on my back. Relax, we are on vacation." John looked as if he was about to argue the point but his wife gave him the look that she was going to win this argument no matter what he said. Kelly had a way of reminding her husband that she was a woman and therefore always right. John turned around and sat back on the lounge chair heavily. He silently acknowledged that it is her body and she can do as she pleases, but he doesn't have to be happy about it. Kelly stretched out on the chase lounge on her stomach, anticipating the touch of one of the servants. Four hands found her warm skin, as both servants began to coat her back and legs with sunscreen. At that moment Morris tickled her side and she popped her head up from the lounge chair. The big black cock of the servant was about six inches from Kelly's nose. The tingle and warm feeling in the pit of her stomach started to spread to her pussy. The cock in front of her started it, but the impromptu massage by the servants also helped. "Umm..that feels good. My back is sore from the flight." "Kelly the servants can give you a massage if your back hurts. Morris is a trained masseuse and is teaching Alex." As she was about to answer Anne's question, Alex grazed the edge of her pussy lips as he was applying sunscreen to her inner thighs. It sent a jolt of electricity through her body. Her original answer was going to be no to the massage, but for some reasons she said yes. She was not certain how her husband would take having the servants' massage her, but at this point she did not care. Suddenly one of the sets of hands was gone. Alex continued rubbing in the last of the suntan lotion and then asked her to roll over on to her back. At first she was a little hesitant, since it would be obvious to the young man that her pussy lips were moist and swollen. It may have been the fourth drink directly driving her thought process because her normally sober inner voice would not have said...Why the fuck not. Kelly flipped over, exposing her swollen pussy to the young naked servant. As he started to rub the lotion onto her arms, she could not help but stare at his six pack abs and large chest muscles. Alex's cock was not as large as Morris' and the veins were not as prominent, but Kelly liked the way it looked. She wondered to herself why she was contemplating sucking the servants cock. She loved her husband and would never do anything to hurt him emotionally. But then again, why shouldn't she be pampered a little bit. The last couple of years had been rough on her emotionally and she deserved to be treated like a queen. Oh god...there was that tingling in her crotch again. There was no denying what her body was telling her at that moment. She wanted this young man. It didn't hurt that his hands had found their way to her tits. He applied a generous amount of lotion and worked his fingers over her stiffening nipples. It seemed like an eternity as he worked the lotion over each of her legs. His hands eventually found her pubic mound and the outside of her pussy lips. She spread her legs wider, allowing his hands more access to her swollen pussy. The servants touch tingled as one finger gentle slid into her about an inch. Alex moved his finger out and then pushed it a little deeper into her again. Kelly felt like all of the nerves in her pussy were firing at once. Then it was gone; Alex removed his finger as Morris returned with the massage table. What was she doing, Kelly thought to herself as she closed her legs? Yes, she loved her husband and had a fulfilling sex life. The servants were so damn hot and she wondered what it would be like to have their cocks inside of her. Get a hold of yourself! She thought. She assured herself that Alex had mistakenly inserted a finger into her while finishing up with the sunscreen. It was a lie and she knew it. The servant had intentionally done it and Kelly's slight whimper signaled that he should do it a second time. Lying on her stomach as directed, the servants began to massage her shoulders and back. Each one took an arm and starting at the shoulder, worked the stress out of her sore muscles. The sensation of four hands on her skin made relaxing difficult but she tried. Alex moved to her legs as Morris started to work her shoulders and back. Kelly spread her legs wider to allow Alex to rub the inside of her thighs. It was more for her thrills, because he was rubbing her feet at the moment. Kelly did it to tease the young man and signal to him that his earlier efforts while applying sunscreen made her horny. She hoped that it would be a turn on for him to see her bald pussy and smell her musky scent. God...what was she thinking. Alex continued working his way up her legs until he was rubbing her ass. The closer he came to her pussy the more excited she became. His powerful hands kneaded her small ass as his fingers ran across her anal opening. In the last year she and John had discovered how sensitive her butt was and how much she enjoyed anal sex. She would have arched her butt up to meet the young man's fingers but Morris had her pressed against the table and Alex was pushing her butt down. "Ahhhhh" It happened again. Alex's finger slid into her pussy as he rubbed the inside of her thighs. It wasn't just a finger in her pussy; there was another finger rubbing the rim of her ass. It was almost as if Alex could read Kelly's mind. "Ummm" This was no accident. She may have been able to explain the finger in her while he applied sunscreen, but this was not innocent contact. Alex withdrew his finger and then shoved it in deeper this time. It felt so incredibly hot and naughty. Alex must have heard her moan because he pulled his finger out again and pushed it back in deeper and harder this time. Kelly could not believe that she was getting finger banged by one of the servants. In the back of her mind she knew that she should be thinking about what her husband would say, but her entire body didn't care as long as something was rubbing the inner walls of her pussy. Suddenly her pussy was empty and she no longer felt the hands of the servants on her body. Did she do something wrong, did her husband say something? "Mistress Kelly. Please roll over so we can massage your front." She rolled over onto her back, relieved that the treatment from the servants would continue. Kelly was enjoying the massage, but what she wanted right now was Alex's finger back inside of her. The massage continued with Morris working on her shoulders and Alex on her legs. It only took a few minutes before Morris was massaging her firm breasts. Her large nipples were rock hard and it could not have been clearer to the world that she was excited. Her pussy was on fire and she desperately needed the young servant's fingers buried deep into her again. Kelly spread her legs wider, signaling to Alex that his earlier efforts were appreciated and more would be welcomed. Suburban Wife Ch. 03 "Ohhhh Fuuuuuck." This time her moan was pronounced. Kelly was certain that her husband heard her exclamation. The thrust of two fingers deep into her pussy was blissful. Kelly turned her head to moan, suddenly realizing that Morris' large cock was just inches from her face. Before she knew what she was doing it was in her mouth and she was sucking it like a woman possessed. John had watched the scene as the servants massaged his wife. At one point he was going to say something, but Trisha came over to him. "Looks like Kelly is really enjoying her massage. She must really need it" John was certain that Trisha was not talking about the back rub, but more likely the finger banging that Alex was giving his wife. "Watch this" was all that Trisha said when Kelly inhaled the dark cock of the servant. John was going to put a stop to this, but Trisha put a hand on his chest to keep him on the lounge chair. "Stop...watch your gorgeous wife suck that big black cock". John watched as she sucked the big black cock until it was fully erect. As she did that Alex came alongside her on the opposite side of the table. His fingers stayed buried in Kelly as he walked around the table and stood beside her. Reaching down to grasp her hand, he guided it to his swelling cock which she started jerking it off. Morris broke the action when he picked Kelly up and carried her to the pool house. John had seen it before, but didn't really pay attention to the fact that there was a king size bed in it. Anne walked over to where Trisha was standing, still with a hand on John's chest. John wanted to say something to Anne, but she gave him an evil grin and pointed at his swelling cock. "It looks like you are enjoying the show John. Do you want to watch the servants fuck your wife?" Anne and Trisha led John by the hand and cock, so they could watch his wife with the servants. Kelly could not believe what was happening. At first she was just sucking on Morris' cock and now he was between her legs lapping at her drenched pussy. He was skilled at eating pussy and was paying close attention to her swollen clit. It was not enough pressure to bring her to orgasm, but enough to keep her climbing to the peak of ecstasy. At one point Kelly looked over at her husband while she sucked on Alex's cock. He was standing between Trisha and Anne looking on with disbelief. Trisha still had her hand on his cock. She could not tell if she was jerking him off or keeping him from moving to stop the servants. "Ummm". More fingers were exploring her body. "Ohh God.....Those aren't fingers, that's a cock going into me." Kelly wasn't shocked so much by the fact that she was getting fucked in front of her husband, but it was the feeling of being filled up by the large black cock. It was too much and within seconds the slow burning fire in her pussy exploded in an orgasm. Kelly's pussy flooded the cock in her and caused her to stop sucking on Alex while her body shook. "Oh Fuck..Oh Fuck.....FUUUUUUUCK" Kelly shook with a violent orgasm and shot a stream of liquid out of her pussy. The servant stopped for a second to allow her to come down from her orgasm. Morris returned to fucking her pussy when her body stopped shaking. With her butt on the edge of the bed, he lifted her legs up so he could thrust deeper into her. It took only a couple of minutes and her body was shaking again from another orgasm. After Kelly quit convulsing her pussy muscles around the big dick in her, the servants switched positions and Alex rammed deep into her. His cock was not as thick as Morris', but it was just as long. The rhythm of Alex's thrusting sent Kelly over the edge again and almost had her biting Morris' cock which was now stuffed into her mouth. It took several more minutes for the next orgasm to build inside of Kelly, but when it finally happened she sprayed Alex's legs with hot liquid. As she caught her breath, the servants used the opportunity to switch again and roll her over to fuck her doggie style. The next thing Kelly knew was that Morris was again pounding on her pussy with his huge black cock and Alex was in front of her with a dick needing to be sucked. The young man's dick tasted like her or what she imagined she tasted like. She would never suck her husband off without first wiping her juices from his slick cock, but today was a different story. She needed the cock in her mouth and didn't waste any time. The taste was sweet and without thinking twice she was trying to deep throat the young man. After fucking Kelly through two more orgasms, Morris' pace picked up. "Fill my pussy with cum. I want you to cum inside of me." Kelly could sense that he was close to exploding. She didn't know how close he was until he released a torrent of sticky cum deep into her. It took about 30 seconds for her pussy to milk all of the seed from the stud. Kelly released Alex's cock from her mouth, eager for him to take the vacant spot in her pussy that was created when Morris pulled out. He did just as she expected and quickly had her body convulsing with another orgasm. This time he did not stop to allow her to enjoy the orgasm because he was close to one himself. Just as Kelly's pussy stopped quivering it was flooded with cum from the young servant. It took him longer than Morris to empty his balls into her slick pussy and he pulled out eventually. John could not believe the scene as he watched his wife get fucked by both of the servants. They had taken turns fucking her in different positions while he, Trisha and Anne admired the live sex show. John had been so mesmerized by the spectacle on bed, that he did not notice that he had a hard on. He was now suddenly focused on his cock and the fact that Trisha was stroking him with her left hand. It was only after Anne took hold of his swollen member with her right hand and started pulling him towards the bed that he noticed that Alex was pumping cum deep into his wife. "Kelly, I hoped you enjoyed yourself. Climb up onto the bed, since you are not done yet." Kelly did as directed by Anne. As she rolled over, John got the first close up look of his wife's freshly fucked pussy. The first hints of the servants cum were starting to drip out of Kelly. It was mixed with a river of his wife's juices still flowing out of her. Suddenly the tugging on his cock became more deliberate and was towards the floor. Anne was pulling his cock, and by extension him, towards the floor next to the bed and his wife. "Since the servants were nice enough to help your wife, I think you should also be nice to her by cleaning up this mess." John did not understand what Anne meant until he was on his kneeling between his wife's legs as Anne was pushing his head towards her pussy. "Eat her pussy clean" John did not know how exactly how it transpired but the next thing he knew he was on his knees with his face between his wife's legs lapping at her dripping hole. Her normal sweet taste was mixed with the slightly salty taste of the servants. He was so busy licking his wife that he did not notice that Anne had removed her hand from the back of his head and Trisha had taken her place behind him. He only figured it out when he looked up to see Anne rubbing a finger over one of Kelly's swollen nipples. John could tell that his wife was close to another orgasm. Kelly rewarded her husband's oral efforts with another orgasm that sprayed the remnants of the servants all over his face. As he finished his job cleaning her pussy, he looked up again, this time to see Anne kiss his wife. It was not the type of kiss exchanged on the street corner by two old friends seeing each other after a long absence, but a passionate kiss. "Time for more drinks and sunshine" Anne rolled off the bed, pulling Kelly with her. The three women locked hands and headed back to the pool with the servants in tow. John however took a moment to move. On his knees with an erect cock pointing upward, he contemplated what had just happened. He wondered what his wife was thinking. He also wondered why his dick was still hard. Trisha had stopped stroking him about half way through the sex show, yet he still had an erection. He shouldn't have maintained his erection as strange men fucked his wife. It should have gone away as a strange woman made him eat her servants cum out of his wife's pussy. Yet, there was no denying the fact that his cock was still throbbing hard. It might have been the most solid erection that he'd felt in years. Suburban Wife Ch. 04 This is the continuing story of a suburban housewife as she discovers the joy of unbridled sex. I recommend you read the first three chapters for context Kelly - Suburban housewife and first time visitor to the mansion John - Kelly's husband and visitor to the mansion Anne - Dominatrix and owner of the mansion Trisha - Visitor to the mansion and friend of Anne Julie - Personal Assistant to Anne Morris - Servant to Anne Alex - Servant to Anne I would like to thank Andrea for her work in editing the latest chapter. Constructive comments are always welcome. ------------------------------------------------ John watched as his wife finished drying her hair. She was naked from the waist up; a small towel wrapped around her hid a freshly washed pussy. He marveled at her beauty as her golden locks released the last drops of water under the assault of the warm rushing air. John took a great deal of pleasure watching his wife prepare to go out for an evening on the town. It bothered Kelly when they were first married, but now she did not seem to mind. "Baby, I think you need to finish showering while I dry my hair. We don't want to be late for dinner." "I want to talk about today. I want to talk about you fucking the servants." Kelly turned off the hair dryer, setting it down on the granite counter top. Turning, she smiled at her husband and walked over to him with just enough sway in her hips to make her full breasts jiggle. As she came close to him, she rubbed the fullness of her breasts against him as she leaned in to kiss him. Catching her husband off guard, Kelly locked lips with John and wiggled her tongue into his mouth. At the same time, her right hand quickly worked its way down his stomach and started rubbing John's cock and balls. John could not resist his wife as she continued to probe his mouth with her tongue and he opened his mouth allowing her full access. Determined to keep her husband's mind on her hand job and not dwell on her getting fucked earlier, she slid his cock out of his boxer shorts. Putting the swelling head between her thumb and index finger, she started rubbing the edges of his purple helmet. After a moment, she pulled her lips back and released her grip on his now swollen cock. Kelly turned around and walked back over to the counter top. She picked up the hair dryer and turned her head over her shoulder. As the still damp curls of her hair finished moving, she smiled at John. "I don't think we have time to talk about it right now. I promise we can discuss it later." "No, I want to talk about it now Kelly." "Baby, I said we can talk about it later. I think you need to take a shower right now. We don't want to be late for dinner." Thinking that her impromptu hand job should quiet her husband, Kelly turned the hair dryer back on. John just stood there for a moment, with his swollen cock poking out the fly of his boxer shorts. He thought about walking over and pulling the plug on the hair dryer and yelling at his wife. After a few seconds he realized that it would be a futile act. She apparently did not want to talk about what happened earlier in the day. John assumed it was some level of guilt stopping her from discussing it with him. He wasn't sure, but knew he wanted some questions answered. Was she feeling that way because she was sorry that she fucked the servants, or sorry because she enjoyed it? Did she want even more cum shot up inside her pussy? Kelly watched her husband in the mirror as he gave up trying to talk to her and stripped out of his boxers and walked into the shower. Relieved that she would not have to talk to her husband about fucking the help, Kelly finished her hair and brushed her teeth. Kelly felt the pains of guilt for a moment. She knew that she should have talked to John, but it was not meant to be at that moment. He was angry and hurt, but Kelly knew that he would get over it and that her silence was for a reason. Besides, he enjoyed watching her get fucked earlier in the day. Kelly knew that her husband enjoyed getting a hand job from Anne and Trisha, and definitely seemed to enjoy licking the slave's remnants that were dripping out of her, despite how he acted for the last hour. As John walked out of the shower, he joined his wife in the walk-in closet as she was picking out her attire for the evening. Kelly was bending over as he walked in, providing him with a perfect view of the crease of her bald pussy and puckered butt hole. As Kelly finished putting on her black high heels, she turned to find her husband starring at her. "See anything you like?" "Yes, that cute little butt hole of yours was winking at me. It was calling out for "Johnny"". "Johnny" was what Kelly called John's penis. He wasn't quite certain as to the reason, but it seems that all wives come up with a name for their husband's cock. This was a strange discovery he made over beers with the guys from work one night. The nickname for his penis was rather vanilla when compared to his coworkers. The strangest one was David, whose wife was German. After the fourth beer he admitted that Helga called his penis a "Schweine Haxen". David said that it was a big hunk of pork, obviously a reference to size of his cock. John didn't have the heart to tell his buddy that the translation was closer to "pig's foot". "Well, I'm glad that Johnny wants to visit my ass but you had better get your butt moving or we are going to be late." Kelly pulled out a very short and tight black skirt. John liked it since it showed a lot of leg and molded itself to her tight buns. Foregoing underwear, Kelly pulled the skirt up and then looked for a blouse. She settled for something low cut and that buttoned up the front. Deciding not to wear a bra, she buttoned the blouse up about half the way. It was too humid the button it up all the way and she wanted to tease her husband. John watched his wife get dressed, noticing that she was sans underwear. Was she still teasing him to avoid talking to him about fucking the servants? Did she think that underwear would just get in the way during dinner? John recalled that Kelly fingered her clit the previous night during dinner. Was she going to do that again and didn't want her panties blocking access to her pussy? John settled for a pair of khaki trousers and a blue button down shirt from TommyBahama. Unlike his wife, John decided that underwear was vital for the evening. If tonight was anything like last night, he was certain of an erection. He didn't like his wife fucking the big cocks of the servants, but he didn't mind watching Anne and Trish try to swallow them whole. Watching the two other women gave him an erection and he wanted to make certain that he did not embarrass himself with it sticking out for the world to see. They entered the dining room before Anne or Trisha arrived. Alex brought both of them drinks as they waited. Trish arrived a few minutes later dressed in a semitransparent black and nude color dress. It accentuated her small frame and the bottom of it fell just about an inch lower than the confluence of her legs. "Good Evening." Trish walked over to John and kissed him. It was not a friendly kiss on the side of the cheek, rather a sensuous kiss. John resisted her attempts to shove her tongue past his lips. After a second she pulled back and turned towards Kelly. He should not have been surprised when Trish offered the same greeting to his wife. From the looks of it, she succeeded in getting her tongue into Kelly's mouth. The two kissed for what seemed like an eternity, but really was only about three seconds. John noticed that Trish also grabbed his wife's ass as she pulled her into the kiss. "You taste good; much softer lips than your husbands. John, you really should use more lip balm while you are out in the sun." "You taste good as well. I keep telling him that he needs to wear lip balm, but he says that it makes him feel like a girl. I tell him that I don't want to kiss lips that are like old leather shoes." Kelly continued the conversation for a moment longer. In reality, the talking was to hide her nervous reaction to the kiss from Trisha. She had not kissed a girl that way since college. She recalled a college party where she was drunk and was dared to kiss another girl. Two of her other friends had kissed and she did not want to feel left out, so she kissed a young women that was a friend of her roommate. The kiss lasted about thirty seconds and went well beyond the lip lock she just had. The girl hugged her and rubbed her tits through her tank top. Kelly recalled going home to her dorm that night and quietly fingering herself thinking about the softness of the woman's embrace. She would masturbate thinking about the woman for another week, but never did anything about it beyond fooling around in her imagination. Just then, Anne walked in the room with Julie following close behind. She also gave everyone a kiss as a greeting. It was no surprise to John that her kiss was more of a traditional greeting kiss. It may have been traditional, but with Anne it had a feeling of cold detachment. Where Trish had unbridled lust, Anne had cold and calculating control over everything she did. John thought to himself that he would have to keep an eye on how Anne and Kelly interacted. He was certain that Anne would be the provocateur that would entice his wife to do something similar to what happened earlier by the pool. "Good Evening everyone. Kelly, you look spectacular. I hope that you did not get burned out in the sun today. John you look handsome." Anne's greeting seemed genuine, but John picked out the very trace sarcasm in the tone of her compliment towards him. "Good evening Anne. You look fabulous. I'm doing great; no sunburn and I feel so alive after being outside naked all day. I can't believe that I've never done that before today." John admired Anne who looked stunning in her short black dress and heels. The dress was plunging in the front and barely hid the fullness of her breasts. It barely covered her ass and the hem stopped level with her pussy lips. It was also sheer enough to tell that she was not wearing underwear. Julie was the most dressed of the group, in a form hugging red PVC corset, mini skirt and red patent leather heels. "Since we are all here, shall we have dinner?" Morris arrived just in time to pull out his Mistress' chair from the table and set a drink down in front of her. This was rewarded with a polite thank you and stroke of the big black cock hanging between his legs. John took his seat on the same side of the table and about three feet away from Anne. Alex helped Trisha with her chair and poured her another glass of wine while she grabbed his cock and started stroking it. With the cock still in her hand, she turned and locked eyes with John. She licked her lips as she continued to tug on the shaft in her hands. Kelly put her drink down on the table, sitting down on the left side of Trisha and Alex, conveniently having a front row view of the show happening. The group continued to watch as Trisha slowly pumped the swelling cock up and down. "Kelly, could you please hold this for me?" Trisha took her left hand and turned the poor servant by his cock, so that he faced Kelly. "I'm thirsty and need a drink." John wondered if he wife would actually grab the servant's cock. He was certain that his wife knew he was upset about her fucking Alex earlier in the day. It really did not surprise him when she reached up and wrapped her fingers around it. The real surprise was the Kelly looked at her husband and smiled as she mimicked the stroking action Trisha started. John felt a small shudder in his body because her smile was natural and not forced. Kelly continued stroking the cock for about a minute as Trish downed the contents of her wine glass. "Can I have that back please?" "Yes you may." With that Kelly bent her body forward and planted a big wet kiss on the helmeted head of the cock in her hand. She then extended her arm to the right and passed the young servants cock to Trisha like it was a baton in a track meet. Dinner was much the same as the previous night. The servants brought out wine and salad to start the meal. This was followed by a course of light appetizers and then the main meal. While John and Kelly did not discuss what happened at the pool earlier in the day, the topic of sex found its way into the discussion. "Kelly, did you enjoy yourself at the pool today?" Anne was the first one to bring up the topic and John looked at his wife intently. "Yes, I did enjoy myself. The sun felt warm on my body and I felt comfortable being naked in front of other people. The massage was just what I needed. I also enjoyed getting fucked by your two servants." It was coincidence at that very moment Alex was standing next to Kelly and she took the opportunity to stroke his cock. "Alex has a very nice cock. I love it when my husband cums in my pussy, so it was great when the servants shot their loads deep into me. I probably could have used another load or two in me before John cleaned up the mess." Anne continued her questions. "Was that the first time you had ever been with two guys?" Kelly did not know how to answer the question. It had happened once during her second year in college. She and her roommate found themselves at a party with a bit too much to drink. Before Kelly knew what was happening, she was naked and on her knees in front of two fellow students. She fucked both of them before her roommate showed up to pull her out of the dorm room. The next morning Kelly wondered what she had done to her reputation, but luckily there were no cell phone cameras and the guys only acknowledged her in passing if they met on campus. John did not know about it, and she wondered if now the right time to tell him. "No, I can honestly say that this was the first time that I've been fucked by two naked men at the same time." It was a true statement, since one of the college guys kept his socks on while fucking her and technically was not naked. Anne looked at Kelly intently, obviously picking up the subtle caveat of her answer. It seemed a little unnerving that Anne could read her like the pages of an open book. "John, did you enjoy this afternoon at the pool?" "Are you asking me if I enjoyed lying out by the pool naked with three women, or watching my wife fucking two relative strangers?" Anne set her wine glass down on the table and looked directly at him, locking her cold eyes upon his. "I am asking you both questions." "Yes, I enjoyed lying out by the pool with three attractive women who were naked." Looking at his wife, he continued. "I really did not enjoy watching my wife get fucked by your servants." "Did you really not enjoy watching that John? You didn't seem to mind watching Kelly as Trish and I were stroking your cock. You could have easily put a stop to it." John hesitated in answering her, but the silence at the table needed to be filled. "I said that I did not enjoy it." "I disagree. In fact, I think that you would have fucked Trisha if she offered herself to you at the pool house. I know that you would have dove face first into her pussy if given the chance." Kelly looked at her husband to see how he would respond. He had made comments before about wanting to watch his wife fuck a woman and then jump in for a threesome. Kelly normally ignored her husband's comments about wanting to fuck strange women as he licked her pussy. How would he respond to being called out by Anne? "I would not have done it despite what you think Anne. Kelly and I have talked about other people, normally in fantasy discussions but we never agreed to fuck other people." John looked at his wife. "I would not have fucked Trisha because Kelly and I did not discuss it before hand." Anne laughed, loudly. "Really John, you would not have fucked Trisha because you had not asked permission from your wife despite the fact that my servants were pounding her to orgasm. Well Kelly, would you have let John stick his dick inside of Trish earlier today?" Kelly placed her fork down and finished chewing on her lobster. Picking up her wine glass, she took a small drink to clear her throat. "I guess that I would have let him fuck Trish. It seems that would only be fair, considering I had my mouth and pussy full of strange cock." "Honey, why didn't you try to fuck Trish or Anne? I see you looking at woman all the time, envisioning what they look like naked. I've seen the porn you watch. You had two naked woman that would have fucked you, why didn't you do anything?" John did not know what to say. That was a question that had been at the back of his mind all afternoon. He had played it over in his mind several times and each time he concluded that he would have loved to fuck Trish from behind. Besides tits, John had a thing for women with small butts. John hoped that Trisha liked getting fucked in the ass, because he kept imagining sticking his dick deep in her asshole. "Honey, I bet you would have loved to fuck Trisha in the butt." John looked over to see Trisha smiling at him. Kelly couldn't help but notice Trisha's cheeky smile as well. Alex had started to pour the newcomer a glass of wine, and suddenly found a palm grasping his balls and cock. "Trish, John loves to fuck me in the ass. I don't let him do it all the time, but he says the sight of his dick disappearing into my ass sends him over the top. Isn't that right honey?" Kelly continued to stroke the servants cock as she waited for her husband to answer the question. John looked around at the group as each of the women, including Julie, waiting for his response. He thought about lying, but he was certain that his wife, as well as Anne would call him out on it. "Yes on both accounts. But I go back to my earlier statement that Kelly and I did not talk about having sex with the servants or Trisha." With a slight upwards tug on the dick and a bent neck, Kelly soon had the cock shoved into her mouth. She slowly licked the head of the young servant's cock. Her efforts must have been pleasurable because she could feel the blood coursing through the flesh in her mouth, making the cock continue to swell and throb It was soon at its full girth and Kelly took as much of it in her mouth as she could. It hit the back of her throat and then she released it. Pulling her mouth off it while running her tongue along the underside of the shaft, she sucked on the head of it again. This was followed by several more attempts to get all of Alex's cock into her mouth. As quickly as it began, Kelly released the young servants cock and sent him away with a slap on the butt. She turned back to the group and said "Anne, you asked me earlier if I enjoyed myself by the pool and my answer was yes. I have to say that your servants did a great job fucking me. Also, Trisha, thank you for your assistance in helping John clean up my pussy. I have tried to get him to eat me out after he explodes in me, but he is not really interested. I always promised him I would fuck him even better in "round two" but he just wants to relax or in most cases sleep. He gave me an orgasm when he ate me out today and it felt great." "You are welcome. I think John did an excellent job. By the way, your husband has a cute butt. I was admiring it as he was bent down eating your pussy. I just wanted to grab it, but I was afraid that I would break his concentration." "I agree, his ass is so cute. He hates it when I compliment him on it" "I don't hate it when you compliment me on it. I hate that you always pinch me when you say something nice about it." It was the first time in several minutes that John had said something. He was thinking to himself that he should have told his wife that he did not appreciate her sucking off the help at the dinner table. He was going to say something, but he could not get over the fact that he was getting a hard-on again watching her suck cock. Suburban Wife Ch. 04 "Stop being such a baby. You know that you like it when I touch your butt. You really like it when I grab it while you have your cock buried in me." "Kelly, have you ever rubbed John's anus when you are giving him a blowjob?" This time it was Trisha asking Kelly an embarrassing question. The answer was yes, but she thought that it might not be the right time to share that information with the group. Kelly looked over at her husband and he had a somewhat panicked look on his face. "No I can't say that I've done that, I take it you have?" "Yes. I've done it lots of times with my lovers. I love to do it when I have them near the brink with a blowjob. I wet my index finger with my spit and insert it in their ass just before they blow their load in my mouth. I swear they cum more from that than when they fuck my pussy. You ought to try it on John." Kelly smiled politely at her husband. "I will have to keep that in mind the next time he is about to cum in my mouth." Thankfully the conversation turned to the food which the servants were placing on the table. The next hour the conversation meandered from Kelly's job, John's job and their efforts to get pregnant. It was this point of the conversation that John worried most about for his wife. They would work through the earlier indiscretion, but there was no fixing his wife's medical condition and hoped that Anne would drop the topic. "Kelly, if you don't mind me asking how long did you and John try to have kids before you discovered that you were not able to?" Kelly did not know how to answer it at first, since this topic was something that she was still working through herself with the help of a counselor. "We waited a couple of years to start trying to get pregnant. If John had his way, I don't think we would have started trying for several more years. I know he admits to being apprehensive, but that all went by the wayside one Saturday afternoon. I called him into our bedroom where I was wearing my five-inch "fuck me pumps" and nothing else. I told him that I was no longer taking birth control and he was done using condoms. I actually pierced each one with a sewing needle in front of him. I told him that I wanted to be filled with "baby batter" and he laughed at me. He then proceeded to bend me over the bed and fuck me doggie style and then shot his load deep into my pussy". "John, did your wife actually ask you to fill her with "baby batter"?" Anne turned to him and actually had an interested look on her face. It was if one part of her ice wall melted in asking him the question. John laughed for second and then regained his composure. "Yes, she did ask to be filled with "baby batter" and we both laughed at it. What she did not tell you is that once I was done filling her pussy that she rolled over onto the bed and shot her legs straight up towards the ceiling. She claimed that she wanted to keep the cum inside of her and not let it run down the crack of her ass. I just about fell over laughing, right honey." It was Kelly's turn to cycle through three shades of red in embarrassment and a little bit of anger. "I read it on the internet. The web site said to keep your legs elevated in the air to have the highest probability of the greatest number of sperm making it to an egg." The shade of red went even darker as everyone at the table could not help but laugh. Anne continued to giggle as she attempted to regain her composure. "Kelly, I'm sorry. I don't mean to laugh at you, but the visual of you naked with your legs sticking straight up in the air is funny. I take it that was not the last time that you tried that trick." "No, we did it a lot." Kelly did not know if she wanted to continue the line of discussion but pressed on anyways. "The frequency of our fucking picked up exponentially. We even stole a lunch hour here and there to fuck in an upscale hotel in the downtown area by our offices because my ovulation cycle was supposed to be ideal. John was even accused of being a businessman in search of a call-girl by the hotel manager one time. It was during this point that I really became addicted to having my pussy filled with sticky cum." "So what happened when you didn't become pregnant? Did you go to the doctor?" "I went with John, as we suspected that he might be the reason we having problems getting pregnant. John played baseball in high school and was hit several times in the nuts and we wondered if his equipment was broke. I spent sleepless nights wondering what would happen if John's sperm did not work." "What would you have done if he was shooting blanks?" John's attention turned to his wife as this was an unanswered question that he could never bring himself to ask. At some level John knew that his wife would have wanted a sperm donor and he would have acquiesced to such a request. He would have done anything to have a child at that point in their relationship and given almost anything to his wife. Kelly dreaded the question, as it was one that she had struggled with for years. She knew the answer and it would not sit well with her husband. "I don't know, maybe talk to John about getting a sperm donor. We never really talked about it." The reality is that Kelly had thought long and hard about it. The idea of a sperm donor had gone through her mind dozens of times. After two unsuccessful rounds of IFV, it went through her mind again on a business trip. It took only three beers before the handsome guy that looked like John was able to convince her to go back to her hotel room. An hour later he was slamming her pussy doggie style in her room in the Embassy Suites. Kelly lied to the guy when he tried to use a condom, saying that she was on birth control and not to worry about getting her pregnant. The reality was that she wanted him to get her pregnant. He looked enough like John that a baby could easily be passed off as his own. The next day was pure torture for her as she continued to dwell on the fact that she had cheated on her husband. She cried that night when she got back to the room. The bloody stain on the toilet paper made her cry even more when her period signaled that she had cheated for nothing. It was the last time that she cheated on John until earlier in the day. Thinking back to the night in Atlanta, it seemed dirty and unpleasant compared to getting pounded by Anne's servants "When we learned that it was me, the world ended and part of me died that day. I cried constantly and actually did not want John to touch me. I felt less of a woman because I could not give him a child. We didn't have sex for months. He was an absolute angel about being denied sex, especially since we normally fucked at least once a day while we were trying to get pregnant." "John, how did you go from sex all the time to none in the blink of an eye" John was about to chime in but was cut off by Kelly. "I think the first couple of weeks were easy because there was a lot of crying on my part. He was focused on his research and looking for a second opinion. He had become enamored with the idea of being a dad. When the second and then third doctors confirmed that I was sterile he shut himself off from me. I don't know when, but he eventually turned to internet porn. The first time I spied on him he was jerking off while watching two women having sex with each other. I cried in my bed that night because he did not want to have sex with me. I was going to yell at him the next evening but I didn't. I was sitting in the restroom stall at work and I realized that he was human and that he needed a release. I wasn't ready to have sex again, so I let him watch porn." "John did you ever think about asking your wife to watch porn with you." Anne had sat quietly listening to Kelly. She even missed several opportunities to stroke her servants while they refreshed water and wine glasses" Kelly again cut her husband off again. "Yes he did ask me once to watch it with him, but I told him no. By this point John's taste in porn had run towards big breasts, teenage girls, lesbians with strap on cocks and MILFs. I told him that I was less visual than men and more into the written word. Not to be deterred, he went out and purchased a copy of Penthouse Letters so he could read it to me one night. It was kind of cute actually. He brought wine and purchased me a new nightgown. He told me to put it on and that he had a surprise for me. Once we got into bed, he started reading me a bedtime story. It was definitely different than the stories from my childhood. We eventually ditched the magazine and he fucked me for the first time in almost four months." "Kelly does John still read the magazine to you, or was this a one-time event?" This time it was Trisha that asked a question. "It was a one-time event. However, the next morning John went bike riding with some guys from work and I spent that Saturday naked with a vibrator in my pussy. I read every story in that magazine. I felt like a teenage boy the next month when I bought a new copy of the magazine. I couldn't wait for John to leave the house one Saturday so I could read the stories. It got to the point that I subscribed to the magazine to keep from being gawked at the local convenience store." John chimed in at this point. "This is when I discovered my wife was reading smut. She hid it for a couple of months and I found out when the first black plastic covered edition arrived in the mail." Anne smiled at Kelly. "I've read those magazines. Which types of stories do you like Kelly?" Kelly did not want to answer the question. She may have been comfortable knowing the type of porn her husband liked to watch, but was not certain that she wanted him knowing about her desires. "Honey, why don't you tell Anne what stories you like to read." John had asked his wife that question several times, each time she ignored him as if she did not hear the question. John knew that Anne would sniff out a lie from his wife. "I like to read stories of wives getting fucked by strange men. Most of the time I like to read stories about older women picking up younger guys in a bar and then fucking them senseless. There was this one story about a wife that acted as a waitress at the next door neighbor's poker party while her husband was away on business. She came in wearing a maid outfit and ended up getting fucked by eight guys who all shot their loads on her face." John looked at his wife and smiled. Kelly did not know it, but John had found a page folded over one day when he was snooping through his wife's nightstand. The page was part of a story about a woman that shot an amateur porn movie at the behest of her husband. The woman had been fucked by two guys while their wives fucked each other with a strap-on and her husband filmed the whole scene. "Kelly, do you ever read the stories about threesome involving two women and a man?" Trish was slowly stoking Julie's ass as the women stood next to her. "I would occasionally read them, but I enjoy the stories about wives more." "What about the lesbian stories? I really enjoy reading lesbian porn" Trisha continued to stroke Julie's ass while she waited for Kelly to answer. "No, I really do not go for lesbian stories. I don't really get excited by reading or watching women have sex." "You don't know what you are missing. It is wonderful to watch women making love and even better to be one of those women." As if on cue, Morris came up behind Trisha and pulled her chair back from the table. Kelly wondered if she was getting up for some reason, but was surprised when Julie walked between her and the table. Dropping down to her knees, the young woman leaned forward and buried her face between Trisha's legs. Kelly watched as Julie started licking Trisha's pussy mere feet from where she was sitting. Again, Kelly had not been completely honest with the group about watching women having sex with each other. It happened her senior year in college when John had gone to see his parents in Seattle. She went to a party and eventually it wound down to just four women. Surprisingly, she ended up watching three of her friends lick each other's pussies. She politely turned down the request to join the group, but watched from the corner of the room while slowly rubbing her clit. Kelly could see Julie's tongue buried in the wet folded flesh of Trisha's bald pussy. The young servant girl slipped a finger into Trisha as she continued to probe her swollen clit. Kelly watched as Tisha's breathing became heavier and she grabbed fists full of blonde locks in an effort to pull Julie's tongue deeper into her. In a matter of minutes she screamed as she neared the peaks of orgasm. "Oh Fuck. Oh Fuck." Kelly watched as Julie picked up the intensity of her oral attack, bringing Trisha to orgasm. After Julie finished licking the last remnants of cum from Trisha, she stood up acknowledging a quick glance from the woman. Without hesitation, Julie walked over to Kelly and bent down, locking lips with her as she continued to finger herself. Kelly would have pulled away or pushed Julie away but her hands were full. Kelly could taste the sweet remnants of Trisha's pussy on the young woman's lips and tongue as it slithered through her closed lips. The real surprise was Julie's hand that ran up her thigh and almost made it Kelly's pussy before she was able to close her legs. This time the kiss lasted much longer as the wine and hormones dulled Kelly's response time and willingness to fight. "How does my pussy taste Kelly?" John stared in amazement at the entire scene. John did not actually see the graphic details, but guessed what was happening. The moans, slurps and blonde head bobbing was a give dead giveaway. John wondered how his wife would react to the kiss and the question. In a very meek voice, so much that the group barely heard Kelly's acknowledgement that it tasted good. It required Anne to ask again in a more demanding voice. "I said that it tasted good. Can we change the subject please?" Anne smiled at Kelly and ordered dessert for the group. Trisha just smiled for the group and kissed Julie before she left the room to help the servants. Kelly downed the glass of wine hoping that her insistence on changing the subject would keep them from dwelling on the kiss. She did not want to discuss her fingering herself while watching two women fuck at the dinner table. She definitely did not want to discuss the raging fire between her legs or second guessing her decision of not letting Julie finger fuck her at the table. The conversation returned to the island as Anne described the numerous tourist traps and crowded beaches. The conversation always seemed to return to sex and that was accentuated by Kelly giving Morris a blow job during desert. John thought about stopping his wife, but the moment did not seem right. John hoped that it was the wine that was influencing his wife's actions, but he knew better. He recalled the day his wife declared her addiction to having her pussy filled. John feared that his wife found a new way to fill that desire, and that it did not involve his cock. "Is anyone up for movie? I just received Silver Linings Playbook with Jennifer Lawrence and Bradley Cooper." "Oh he's cute. I would love to fuck him...and her." It was no surprise to John that Trisha chimed in about wanting to fuck the both of stars of the movie. "I'll pass on the movie. A romantic movie doesn't fit my mood tonight. Kelly how about we get the servants to drive us to town and we can hit a bar?" "John, I think it might be a better idea if you stay to watch the movie. Tonight is a dead night in the bars and you will have to deal with is drunk tourists trying to pick up on your wife. Besides, I bet you are the kind of guy that makes his wife watch pointless action movies when you go out on dates and you probably owe her a chick flick." John thought that having drunk tourists try to pick up on his wife was a better idea than watching her suck the servants cocks. "Honey, let's stay here for this evening. Anne said that she knows of a great club that will be in full party mode tomorrow evening. Anyways, you owe me a romantic movie after that stupid science fiction one last month." There was no winning this argument since Kelly was right. John had waited months for the movie to come out and dragged Kelly to opening night. Even he had to admit to her later that the movie was a complete flop. As it happened most times, Kelly won this argument and the group eventually adjourned from the dining room to the home theater. The home theater looked like it could easily fit in at the home of a Hollywood film executive. There were a dozen leather chairs and couches. There were several large pillows spread across the floor as well. Anne said that they were free to sit on the floor or in the chairs. The screen was almost the size of a standard movie theater with a projection system mounted on the ceiling. John had seen pictures of home theaters like this in the magazines showing the homes of the rich and famous. John wondered if Anne would ever allow her home to be featured in one of those magazines. The servants brought in wine and popcorn for the group. Kelly knew that her husband was not interested in the movie. However, she was enthralled with it since it was one that she did not get to see in the theater and forgot about it by the time it came out on DVD. The movie was not erotic, but her crotch tingled each time Alex brought in more popcorn or wine for the group. She could not help but stare at his young cock and think how it was pounding her earlier in the day. Would John acquiesce if she requested the servants fuck her again? Two hours later John had enough and was ready to get out of there. As the movie ended the women started talking about the one love scene in the movie. That inevitably steered the conversation to sex. Anne offered the group another movie, saying it would be better than the last. "I'm going for a walk on the beach, Kelly do you want to join me?" John needed to clear his head with some fresh air. The combination of the booze, hormones and open foreplay was too much for him to handle at the moment. He hoped that a walk on the beach would give them time to talk about what happened at dinner and in the pool house. "I want to watch the next movie and have some more wine. You can head to the beach if you like. I will be here when you are done." "I really want you to walk on the beach with me. It will be romantic." He hoped that his wife would get the hint that they needed some private time to talk. He also hoped that he might get a chance to fool around a little bit. "No. I'm going to stay here. Spend as much time as you like on the beach. I will be here when you get back." John got up from his seat. He was hurt again by his wife's desire to stay with Anne and Trisha. He assumed the conversation would turn to more graphic sex now that he was gone. He was really starting to regret not asking Anne for their deposit back and finding a hotel in town. It was one thing to watch Anne suck off her servants. It was something completely different to have those same servants shoot their seed deep into his wife's pussy. "I think we need something to lighten the mood a little. How about a different type of love story? Julie we need a girl love story, can you please set this up." "Yes Mistress." "Kelly, come over here and join Trisha and I on the floor cushions. Alex, please bring us some more wine." Kelly did not need or want any more wine. She really wanted the servants cock buried deep in her wet snatch. However, it was not meant to be at the moment and he quickly walked to the kitchen to retrieve another bottle at the direction of his Mistress. Alex returned in a few moments to fill up each glass. Kelly could not help herself as she reached up to stroke his cock. She needed to get fucked, but thought that Anne would find it rude if she jumped his bones before watching the next movie. She just hoped that she could get fucked before her husband came back from the beach. Suburban Wife Ch. 04 A few minutes later Julie returned with a covered silver platter. "The movie is ready Mistress, you just need to hit play." Anne took the remote from the young woman and opened her arms, inviting the young woman to nuzzle up to her like a child with its mother. Kelly joined the group next to Trisha as Anne dimmed the lights with the remote control. The movie opened with views of a garden and a woman lying out in the sun wearing a bikini. Kelly watched as the young woman rubbed sunscreen on herself. As she continued to watch the movie, she felt Trisha put her arm around her left shoulder and pull her in a little tighter. Kelly turned to Trisha and both women smiled at each other. After a couple of minutes, another young woman entered the scene to join first. This actress looked to be about 25 and was also wearing a bikini. After lying down next to the first woman, the newcomer asked her to rub sunscreen on her back. The sunscreen application turned out innocent enough, at least that what Kelly thought. She failed to pick up on the similarities to what happened to her earlier in the day. Suddenly the first woman kissed the second woman as she was applying sunscreen to her stomach. Kelly watched in amazement as the two beautiful woman started making out on the screen, and then it happened. The next thing she knew, one of the actresses had her mouth wrapped around an exposed breast and her hand was rubbing the woman's bikini clad crotch. Kelly watched as the scene of a lesbian love story unfolded. Oh my God. She is watching lesbian porn with three horny women. As the actresses shed their clothing, Kelly could feel the dampness flood her skirt because she was not wearing underwear. "Are you okay" asked Trisha as she looked into Kelly's eyes. "You seem a little fidgety." Kelly did not know how to answer. The movie was not the typical lesbian porn that her husband watched. This was more subtle and seemed to capture the love between the two women. "I'm okay. I've just never seen two women having sex appear to be so in love with each other. This is not my husband's porn." Kelly whispered because she did not want to disturb the group. Rubbing her hand up Kelly's bare thigh, Trisha told her that she should see it in real life. Kelly would have normally pulled away from Trisha's advances because she was so focused on the women on the screen. Trisha's hand did not stay on her thigh too long, rather it traveled up to her breasts and were gently rubbing her nipples through her thin blouse. It was at this point the Kelly looked over to see Anne and Julie embracing, each of their fingers buried in the other's pussy. Kelly turned her attention back to the big screen to see one of the actresses eating out the other as her fingers explored her playmates pussy and asshole. "Do you like the movie?" Kelly was breathing harder and took a moment to relax before answering. It was hard to relax because Trisha's hand was no longer on her breast, rather it was heading south of her waistband. Was this really happening, I don't like women thought Kelly. "Yes." It was meek but honest. She wanted to see both women on the screen fuck in every way possible. Kelly was about to say something, but was stopped cold in her tracks as Trisha locked lips with her and drove her tongue down her throat. Kelly pretended to resist for a couple of seconds, but then relented and fell in the embrace of the other woman. Kelly could have kept her legs closed, but instead opened them wider to allow access to her pussy. Trisha soon had her fingers rubbing Kelly's clit. The women continued to kiss as one finger and then another probed Kelly's drenched pussy. "Let's get out of these clothes." As Trisha pulled away and stood up, Kelly could see that both Anne and Julie were naked. The lid was off the silver tray, exposing the half dozen sex toys that were previously hidden. Julie was down between Anne's legs with a long vibrator, stimulating her clit. Trisha held out her hand to Kelly, "here let me help you up" Trisha pulled Kelly to her feet and unbuttoned her top exposing her erect nipples. Trisha bent down as she pulled Kelly's skirt to the ground and helped her step out of it. The next thing Kelly knew, she was falling backwards onto the pillows and Trish was sliding down her belly. "Oh FUCK!" The tongue rubbing her clit felt incredible. It felt like Trisha's tongue was nearly as long as her husband's penis. Trisha was licking each of her outer pussy lips and then probing her deeply, alternating after working left to right. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Kelly grabbed the curly locks of the woman between her legs as the first orgasm hit her body. It was more intense that the one she had earlier in the day with servants. Kelly looked up for a second to see the one of the actresses on the screen having a similar orgasm. The sound of the movie only added to the passionate screams of her and Anne. After what seemed to be an eternity, Trisha finally released her mouth lock on Kelly's pussy and moved up her body. Kelly did not resist when Trisha kissed her deeply, letting her taste her own pussy. She would have never let John do that, yet relished the taste and scent of her own orgasm. "Are you ready to try eating pussy?" "I'm not sure I know how." "It's easy. Just think about what you would want someone to do to you and do it me. I know you like having your clit flicked with my tongue and I enjoy that as well." As they talked, Trisha grabbed Kelly's hand and pulled it down between her legs. Kelly had used her fingers countless times on her own pussy, but never touched someone else. Her fingers slid into the wet hole without resistance. "Mmm that feels good." "You are so wet." Kelly continued to probe her finger in and out of Trisha. She bent forward and kissed her. After a few minutes of finger banging her, Kelly was at the point of no return. The voice of her little angel in her head was telling her that it was wrong and that she should go no further. "It's okay Kelly. It is natural to want to lick Trisha's pussy." This time it wasn't the voice of the angels evil twin, but Anne who was encouraging her to take the leap into the bisexual pool "What the fuck" thought Kelly and she kissed her way down to the waiting pussy. Her first taste of pussy was light as she was still timid. Trisha helped her along by bucking her hips into Kelly's tongue the second time her tongue moved forward to the swollen clit in front of her. Kelly marveled at the sweet taste of juices flowing across her lips. No wonder John always wanted to eat her out. In no time Kelly was hooked on the taste of the young woman. Kelly mimicked what Trisha did to her earlier, making long strokes with her tongue. This alternated with quick licks across the exposed clit and its piercing. Kelly had felt it when her fingers were buried in Trisha's pussy, but now her tongue was playing with it. It must have worked because she suddenly felt her hair being pulled as pussy juice flowed into her mouth. As Trisha relaxed, she released Kelly's hair and pulled her up to kiss her. "So what did you think of your first lesbian encounter." "Oh my God...that was outrageous." Anne held up a pink dildo, which had two heads on it and smiled at Kelly. "If you think that is great, you are not going to know what to say once we introduce you to the multiple ways we women fuck each other." Over the next hour the three women showed Kelly how to use the double headed dildo. Kelly could not remember the number of times that she squirted during orgasm. Anne paid particular attention to this and made certain that Kelly shot the hot liquid into her mouth at least once. Kelly was down between Julie's legs when she felt a thick shaft enter her pussy. It didn't mean anything at first, because she had been entered from behind earlier with a dildo. It felt a little different, and then it hit Kelly when she saw Anne and Trisha locked in the 69 position. That was one of the servant's cocks. Kelly looked up from Julie to see Morris behind her, just about to grab her hips to push into her all of the way. Julie grabbed her hair and pulled her back into her pussy. Kelly's moan was wet and muffled as the servant drove his cock deep into her pussy. Morris started fucking Kelly with wild abandonment and in minutes had her body shaking with a series of major orgasms. All the while she continued to eat the pussy of the young servant girl. It took some time, but eventually Kelly felt the grip of the servant on her hips tighten. She knew that Morris was close to pumping her full of cum, so she started rocking backwards to meet his forward thrusts. With a grunt the servant shot string after string of white fluid into Kelly. The servant pulled out and his cock was quickly replaced by Alex's cock. He must have been closed to orgasm, because in less than a minute, he too was pumping Kelly full of cum. The walk on the beach was relaxing but it did little to clear his head. The wine and two shots of rum were starting to really affect him. John sat down for a minute and contemplated what had happened earlier in the day. He went over in his mind a dozen times the things he would say to his wife when they finally got an opportunity for a private conversation. It was almost two hours since he left. He thought to himself that the movie must certainly be nearing the end. He decided that he should return to the house so he could talk to his wife. John could still faintly hear the sounds of the waves as he reached the pool area. Maybe he and Kelly could take a dip in the pool. He was certain that his wife would shed her clothing for a late night dip with her man. John figured they could talk, argue and then have make up sex in the pool. He entered the house through the kitchen and headed towards the theater. As he approached, he heard the sounds of what was obviously a porn movie on the big screen. As John walked in he expected to find the women munching on popcorn and chugging back wine while they commented on the on-screen antics of the young starlets fucking multiple cocks. Yes, that was his porn prejudice showing itself. He figured they would likely be watching some cheesy soft core porn movie with actresses doing a poor job faking an orgasm. John could not believe his eyes when he poked his head into the theater. His wife was munching on something, but it wasn't popcorn, it was Trisha's pussy. Kelly's head was buried in Trisha's crotch and Morris was behind her with his dick buried balls deep into her cunt. John was right about one thing, there was a porn movie playing on the big screen but nobody was watching it. A bigger surprise was that it was a hard core lesbian flick with a three middle aged women each wearing a strap-on and fucking a helpless teenager. John looked over at Anne as she wore a strap-on, which was buried in Julie's snatch; her hips thrusting forward and backwards, bringing waves of pleasure to the young assistant. John marveled at the naked body under Anne. Her breasts were almost as large as Anne's, moving as if they were natural, unlike Anne's implants. John watched from the entryway to the theater for several minutes. He thought about joining in the group; he figured why not, his wife was getting fucked. He should have the chance to get some strange pussy while she got fucked by a big black dick. He really wanted to fuck Kelly while she was eating out Trisha. As he was about to enter the theater and shed his clothes, Anne shot him a disapproving look. She had apparently spotted him lurking in the entryway while she pounded her assistant. The look was unmistakable and he slid back into the shadows. John watched the show for several more minutes, but decided that rubbing his cock through his trousers was a pointless addition to the orgy taking place in the theater so he left. After sitting by the pool for a short time with a bottle of rum, he headed up to their bedroom and eventually found a way to sleep. The alcohol helped little as he tried to get the images of his wife out of his mind. He figured that she would eventually return to the bed after completely expending all of her sexual energy and eventually he drifted off into the darkness. Blinding light woke him up. Still half drunk and half asleep, John did not know what was happening. Kelly was naked and cum was dripping out of her pussy, which hovered a few inches from John's face. "Eat my pussy baby. Lick my cum filled cunt like you did earlier today." The tone and language of his wife shocked John. "Dammit...eat my cunt!" Kelly reached down and pulled John's head by the hair, pushing his face deep into her dripping pussy. Repeating his actions from earlier in the day, John ate the combined orgasm of his wife and the male servants. "I had a great time this evening. I got fucked by Morris and Alex several times. I also got to eat Trisha's pussy. It tasted so good." It was obvious to John that his wife was wasted. If he had not seen her munching on Trisha's pussy, he would have assumed that she was making the whole story up. On a normal day he would have loved the idea of his wife romping with another hot looking woman. Any man that says he wouldn't want to watch his wife in a lesbian sex scene is lying through his teeth. However, the inclusion of a hung stud fucking his wife while she licks another woman's pussy was not part of his normal dreams, especially seeing as he was not welcome to do the same. "Then I got to eat Anne's pussy and Julie's as well. Then they showed me how to use a dildo with another girl and they fucked me with a strap-on." His wife continued to grind into his mouth and his probing tongue as she described how she spent the evening fucking and sucking. John found her swollen clit and could tell that his efforts were having an effect on her. Moments later she flooded his face with another round of combined cum mixed with her juices. Kelly jumped off his face and bent herself over the bed and demanded to be fucked. "Fuck me in the ass baby. I know you love to fuck me in my tight little asshole." John was taken aback by his wife's request to fuck her in the ass. Kelly never asked for anal sex, yet would always agree when John wanted to add spice to their romps. John was concerned that he did not have any lube, so he stuck his dick in his wife's cum drenched pussy. "No baby, I want it in my ass." John pulled his dick out and pushed the head of his cock against her brown ring. He pushed forward and it slid in with some resistance. Apparently, no one had fucked his wife in the ass. John slowly moved in and out, allowing his wife to adjust to the pressure in her rectum. Kelly reached down and fingered herself as John pumped her in the ass. It took only a few minutes and both of them were screaming through their individual orgasm. What happened next shocked the hell out of John. Kelly pushed him backwards, spun around and dropped to her knees engulfing his cock in her mouth. John could not believe his eyes as his wife licked the length of his shaft, which moments before unleashed a pent up torrent of cum into her ass. Kelly continued to suck her husband's cock until it was clean. After a few more minutes of licking his shaft cleam, Kelly stood up and kissed her husband. She was certain that he could taste the combined fluids of everyone in the house on her lips. "Thank you baby, I hoped you liked that?" John did not know what to say. He watched Kelly crawl under the covers and open her arms to her husband. She wanted to snuggle, but he wanted answers. John slid into the bed and wrapped his arms around his wife He started to ask Kelly about what happened at the theater, but her eyes had already closed. Like the night before, sleep came easy and quick to Kelly once she laid her head on her husband's bare chest and was wrapped in his loving embrace. John really wanted to talk about what happened earlier in the day and in the theater and the pool, but his wife was soon breathing hard as she slept. He was tempted to push himself out of the bed and scream at her to talk to him, but he didn't. Instead, he contemplated his life and what was happening to his perfectly planned vacation. He didn't understand what was happening to his wife, or to his marriage. He could only contemplate for so long and eventually, he drifted off to sleep. Suburban Wife Ch. 05 This is the continuing adventure of a couple as they expand and grow sexually while staying with a dominatrix and her servants. Special thanks for AC for helping edit this chapter. Constructive comments about the story and the characters is welcome. The sun had not yet crested the horizon, and John was slowing leaving the depths of his dream. He had been fucking Julie's ass and was just about to blow his load. He was awake enough to know that he had a hard-on and reached down to stroke himself. It was too early for his wife to be awake, so he figured he would get in a little self-pleasure while she slept. If John had been more awake, he would have noticed that the dream of his cock going in and out of Julie's tight ass felt a little too real. He figured it out when he grabbed a handful of his wife's hair instead of his cock. Kelly looked up from her husband's cock when she felt handfuls of her hair being pulled. Locking eyes with her husband, she continued sucking on John's dick with the power of a commercial vacuum. In no time he was grabbing fistfuls of sheet and pumping his load into Kelly's hungry mouth. Kelly climbed up her husband's chest and gave him deep kiss. John tasted the salty remnants of his own cum and then his wife cuddled up with him and went back to sleep. The couple slept for another two hours and eventually awoke to the sounds of the waves and the birds. "Good morning sunshine. I hope you liked your early morning wake-up." John smiled and kissed his wife. "You can wake me up like that every morning if you wish." "How does your head feel? You seemed to have drunk a lot last night. Do you even remember any of it?" The questions were specific, as John was hoping to start a conversation with his wife about fucking the servants and having a lesbian romp with the other women. He was certain that his wife would try to ignore the questions, but he was not going to let her do that this morning. "My head feels fine. How is your head?" Kelly reached between the sheets and down her husband's chest and quickly found his cock. Wrapping her fingers around the soft penis, she squeezed and then pushed her index finger between his testicles. Kelly continued to squeeze as she gave her husband an inquisitive look. "Cat got your tongue this morning? It seemed to work just fine last night as you were rimming my asshole!" Kelly added a more forceful squeeze to her husband's cock which was slowly growing in her hand. John winced slightly as the pressure from his wife increased even more. The conversation was not going as planned. "My head feels fine, especially with your hand on it. It would feel even better if your lips were locked around it. I answered your question, now you can finish answering my questions." Kelly wondered how she could answer John's other question. She could lie to him and claim that she had way too much to drink and most of the night was fuzzy after the first movie. A lie was an easy answer, but it was still a lie. The other option was to admit to fucking Anne, Julie, and Trisha, as well as the servants. The truth would certainly cause friction with John, who was still pissed about her fucking the servants at the pool the day before. It was obvious that her husband would be pissed, regardless of her answer. Then a thought occurred to her, turn the question back on him. Ask him why he left the theater and why he did not join the carnal delights when he came back from the beach. Kelly saw her husband lurking near the entrance to the theater as she was on top of Trisha with Morris pumping his cock into her from behind. Could this be used to her advantage to stall? "Yes, I remember that we had a great meal and that you absolutely hated the touching romantic movie we watched together. It sounds like our date from three months ago. You remember the one where you spilled your drink on my dress at dinner?" "Yes, I remember the date and the spilt drink. If you recall, you kicked my shin under the table and that is why I spilled my drink. Now, answer my question." "I do recall kicking you in the shin. Do you remember why I did it?" "No. You are avoiding my other question." "I seem to recall that you were staring at a blonde with enormous fake tits wearing, a dress that was about two sizes too small. Do you remember that little part of our romantic date?" Damn thought John, his wife was trying to change the subject again and finding fault in something that he did months ago. This was something new for Kelly, since she was usually very forgiving about his peeping on other women. He was equally as forgiving about his wife's tendency to ogle and flirt with young, college age men. "Yes, I was looking at the blonde. Now, please answer my question." Kelly squeezed her husband's cock even harder than before and drove her index finger deeper into the middle of his ball sack. John opened his eyes wider, fighting the competition between his will power and her hand strength. As his wife's grip tightened even more, the blood that should have been flowing to his cock was redirected to other parts of his body. However, a small corner of his mind was thrilled by the painful sensation. Suddenly the pressure was gone, as his wife released her death grip on his penis. "Fine, you win." "I didn't think this was a contest." "You win; I will stop squeezing your cock." Kelly started to roll out of bed when her husband grabbed her arm. It dawned on her while she was still holding his penis that leaving the bed would be the best way to avoid the subject of fucking the help. It seemed that John was intent on getting some response from her. "Alright; I did have too much to drink last night. I remember watching lesbian porn and having my first bisexual experience and then getting pumped full of cum by the servants. I also remember seeing you lurking in the corner. Why didn't you join us? I am certain that Trisha would have loved having you fuck her in the ass. I see the way you stare at her body. You see her as a piece of meat just waiting to have cum pumped into her butt." Not only was Kelly going to turn this around on him, but she was also going to bring in his obvious desire to have sex with Trisha. How would her husband respond? That response could spell disaster for her vacation, depending on his response to her accusation of wanting to fuck Trisha. "I do not see her as a piece of meat. I see her as beautiful, sexually charged woman." "That sounds a lot like "piece of meat that I need to fuck" to me, honey. Would you like to revise your response?" "No. As to why I did not join you, that question is best answered by Anne. I was watching for a while and decided to join the group. I was not happy to see my wife getting fucked by other people, but I figure that if you could have strange cock, then I should be able to get some strange pussy. Before you accuse me of it, yes...I thought about fucking Trisha in the ass. Like I said, I started removing my clothes when Anne caught my attention and then put up her hand to stop me. She continued to hold up her hand, locking eyes with me, while she pumped Julie with a strapon. That is why I did not join you. " Kelly kissed her husband on the lips. "Baby, I'm sorry that I got mad at you. I cursed at you last night when you left, thinking that you did not want to join the group and that I was the reason. I promise that I will talk to Anne later today and mention to her that I am okay with you joining the group when we have sex." "I didn't realize that I needed your permission to join the group. Speaking of permission, let's talk about what you are doing." Crap thought Kelly, this was not going the way she wanted it. Flashing her "I'm sorry" sad eyes at her husband, she pondered how best to respond. Thankfully, a knock on the door broke the silence and tension in the room. "I will get it. I will be right with you." Kelly climbed across her husband's chest, ensuring that he caught an eyeful of her bald pubic mound. Kelly looked for something to wear when she answered the door. Realizing that everyone in the house had seen her naked, she stopped looking and walked over to the door and opened it. "I hope that I am not interrupting anything?" Anne walked into the room dressed in pair of shorts and a tank top. Kelly was thankful for the distraction, so she did not have to continue the discussion with John. It was obvious that it was heading toward a minor or possibly a major fight with her husband. She had a hard time recalling the last time the two of them had really fought over something, and she'd be damned if she could remember what it was about. Kelly was fairly certain that the impending fight would be about her fucking servants, and it would likely be serious. "I just wanted to make certain you were up and coming to breakfast. We normally eat about now and I figured that I better come up and pull John's cock out of your tasty pussy." "We were not fucking this morning. I did suck John off before sunrise, but he did not return the favor when we woke up. We were just talking. I'm sorry that we are late. We will be down in a minute, won't we, honey?" "Yes dear, we will be down shortly, Anne." John rolled out of the bed and headed to the shower. As he passed his wife who was still talking to Anne, he grabbed her naked behind and kissed the back of her neck. While he was there, he whispered in her ear that the discussion was not over and that they would talk later. With John out of earshot, Anne gave Kelly a sheepish grin and asked if she had interrupted something. "No Anne, you did not interrupt any sexual antics. However, your timing was perfect as the conversation with John was heading toward an argument over me fucking your servants. He seemed a little upset about not being able to join the action last night. He got really defensive when I accused him wanting to pump a load of cum into Trisha's asshole." "I know that Trisha would have loved to have him fuck her in the ass. As for him not being able to play with us last night, he will just have to get over it. I'm certain that he will be happy when he does join the group. Last night was about exploration of the female form. I hoped you enjoyed yourself." Anne leaned in and kissed Kelly. It was partway between a friendly peck on the lips and the deep passion of last night's tongue play. "We will see you downstairs in a minute." Closing the door after Anne departed, Kelly stood for a moment wondering what was happening. Her husband was being more forceful than usual and was determined to pick a fight with her about fucking the servants. Normally, John was one to avoid confrontation in the house. He figured that it was easier to just give into Kelly than it was to start and attempt to win a fight with his wife. The weird thing was that he did not shy away from confrontation with anyone but his wife. He was the negotiator all of the executives turned to when they needed to close a deal. Her husband had the ability to sniff out the proverbial "blood in the water" and move in for the kill on a business deal. At work, her husband reminded her very much of Anne. He had a warm exterior but cold heart when dealing with clients, just like Anne's demeanor when dealing with her servants. Turning on her bare heels, Kelly headed to the shower. Arriving just as John was finishing up, she walked into the shower when he opened the door to leave. She gave her husband a peck on the lips and a rub on the cock as they passed in the shower. It seemed that his mood had turned even more sour as he stewed under the hot water. John did not even acknowledge his wife's small peace offering. Kelly spent a couple of minutes washing her hair and then her body. Paying particular attention to her pussy and ass, she made certain to rub the soap covered rag between her pussy lips and around her asshole. It felt good to rub her clit as she recalled the previous night when Julie flicked her tongue across her swollen button of pink flesh. Kelly may have spent too much time fingering herself, as John had already shaved and put on clothing by the time that she was out of the shower. In fact, he was not even in the room. Kelly called her husband a jackass under her breath. He should have had the decency to wait for his wife to finish getting ready. As she finished drying off, Kelly left the towel hanging on the rack by the tub. The full length mirror revealed the fullness of her breasts and the smooth skin of her pubic mound. Like the day before, Kelly did not bother covering herself while she dried her hair and brushed her teeth. No makeup today she thought to herself. She would have foregone clothing altogether, but Anne insisted that guests be dressed for breakfast and dinner. I am really starting to like being nude she thought to herself. Walking to the closet, she eyed her choices of clothing for the day. Since she was going to be naked in less than two hours, she decided that underwear and a bra were not needed. A short skirt and a loose fitting white top accentuated her ass and allowed her breasts freedom to move. Kelly finished the outfit with a pair of wedge-heel sandals. Kelly arrived at the table just as Morris was bringing her husband a large cup of coffee and a pastry. Like the day before, the naked servants took Kelly's breakfast order. This time, John watched to see if his wife would stroke the cock of the young servant. Kelly began to reach for it almost instinctively, but pulled her hand back realizing that it would just aggravate her husband even more. John saw his wife beginning to reach up for the cock, but then pulled her hand back and all he could do was to just shake his head. "I trust everyone slept well last night." It seemed as if Trisha was late for breakfast as well. She greeted everyone with a kiss on the lips, including John who rebuffed her attempts to tongue wrestle with him. "It seems that John is in a little bit of a sour mood, so I apologize for his less than friendly demeanor." "I am not in a sour mood." The truth was obvious to everyone and he had a hard time convincing himself of his own lie. "I was just trying to finish chewing the food in my mouth." It was bullshit and everyone knew it. "Trisha, he is upset because he did not get to join in on the fun last night. I think John had his sights set on pumping sticky man-juice into your ass. John may like big tits, but his second most favorite part of a woman is her small ass." "Ummm, that's good to know. I love having a cock in my ass and the feel of warm cum coating my insides. I will have to keep that in mind." Trisha winked at John and blew him a kiss. As they ate breakfast, Anne discussed the need to send Julie off shopping today and wondered if Kelly and John might be interested in helping her with the various errands. Anne promised they could see the town, market, and the tourist spots. John liked the idea of spending the day with Julie. He still had the visual of Anne fucking her assistant with a strap-on from the night before, and he liked being near this ball of sexual energy. Kelly however wanted to stay at the mansion because she knew the servants wouldn't accompany her out in town. She was starting to enjoy playing with their cocks. In the end it was agreed that the couple would accompany Julie and then come back for some time by the pool in the afternoon. "Kelly, I will meet with Julie for a couple of minutes after breakfast to give her my list. Do you and John need to change into comfortable clothing or are you ready to leave?" Kelly thought about the fact that she was not wearing a bra with a somewhat translucent shirt, but figured what the hell. Kelly had never exposed herself in public, but the thought of someone catching a glimpse of her nipples sent a shiver down her spine ending in with a warm tingle spreading in her crotch. "I'm ready to go right now. How about you, honey?" "I would like to change into a different pair of shoes, but that should only take a minute." Anne finished her eggs and then wiped off her mouth with a nearby cloth napkin. "Please give Julie 15 minutes and she will be ready to go." Anne rose from the table and headed in the direction of her master suite with Julie following close behind. "Please excuse me. I need to change my shoes." John walked away from the table, leaving Kelly and Trisha alone. "Is John really pissed that he did not get to fuck me in the ass last night?" "On some level his is pissed about that, but I think he is mad overall. I know he is mad about the servants pumping me full of cum. It was a good thing that Anne knocked on the door to tell us we were late and see if we were coming to breakfast. She stopped a big argument from exploding into a yelling and cursing match." "You realize that you were not late for breakfast and that I was five minutes early." Kelly and John had taken off their watches and turned off their cell phones prior to boarding the plane in Miami. Neither of them had any idea what time it was because they did not want to be a slave to the hands of a clock. Kelly wondered why Anne would have come up to the room to tell them that they were late for breakfast when it wasn't time to eat. "If we weren't late, why did Anne come up to our room?" "You haven't figured it out yet, have you?" Trisha raised one eyebrow at Kelly as she questioned Kelly. "Figured what out?" "How Anne knew you and John were fighting and that you might need rescuing." Kelly pondered that question for a moment. It did not dawn on her that Anne's timing was impeccable in stopping a brewing fight. How could Anne have known that John was about to start a fight with his wife? "Still can't figure it out, can you? Did Morris mention the intercom system when he showed you around the first day?" Recalling the tour of the house and their bedroom was a little hard to remember, as her mind kept returning to the first time she held Morris' cock. Yes, she remembered that Morris said something about pressing the intercom button and one of the servants would be up to help. Did Anne have the ability to turn on the intercom system? Were the servants monitoring their conversations? My God...Anne or the servants had been listening to her and John. Kelly was mad and at the same time thankful. Anne's snooping kept the couple from going ten rounds of a verbal boxing match. "The servants don't listen in all the time, just when situations like this morning are anticipated. I suspect that Anne figured John was pissed after last night and being told that he couldn't fuck me. I guess she was right." Kelly was still a little put off by the fact that Anne listened in on the conversation. "Don't take it too hard. Anne is trying to help you, just remember that fact." "I guess you are right." John and Julie returned about the same time and the couple was soon following Alex to the car. The ride in the limo was filled with discussions about the island and a bit of information about Julie. It seems that Anne met her few a years before when she was still living in the states. They found a mutual attraction because of Anne's domineering manner and Julie's highly charged sex drive. Julie described how Anne seduced her, providing the young woman a glimpse into being dominated by a woman with a strap-on. It had been Julie's first time getting fucked by a woman with an artificial cock, but not her first roll in the sack with a girl. Julie also described how she discovered her overpowering sex drive by accident. She explained that like most normal college freshman, she had sex while in high school and continued to expand her horizons once she moved into the dorms. A female friend said that her roommate got them invited to a fraternity party. Julie originally said no to the invitation, but a cute guy from one of her classes was a member of the fraternity and encouraged her to go to the party. Suburban Wife Ch. 05 Although it was not a date, Julie and her friends hung out with Josh from her English class. Julie drank, danced, and even made out with Josh a little bit. Julie was drunk and horny, since she broke up with her latest fling the month before. Her fingers were fine, but the hands of a real guy made her pussy hum. At one point Julie and Josh walked around the house looking for one of her friends. When they found her, Julie could not believe her eyes. Her friend was bent over the arm of a couch and was totally naked. She was sucking on a cock as another guy was fucking her from behind. Julie said that Josh tried to pull her out of the room but her feet would not move. Mesmerized by the sight of her friend getting fucked in a public place, Julie soon found herself rubbing her pussy through her denim jeans. Next came a pair of hand on her tits and before she knew it, Julie was naked and getting pounded like her friend. It was a night of many firsts, as Julie and her friend ate cum out of each other's pussies as the guys and several ladies cheered them on. After the night at the fraternity, Julie spent most of her free time hunting for hard cocks and moist pussies. She described the time a late night diner with a friend ended in a lesbian orgy. That was the first time she met Anne and the rest is history. John could tell that his wife was excited. He was a little shocked by the deep kiss that his wife planted on Julie. "Thanks for sharing your story with us." As their lips parted and his wife pulled away from the young woman, John had the overwhelming urge to fuck them both right there in the limo. "We are here; shall we do a little shopping?" The limo pulled up to what looked to be a British colonial village. It was like most of the pictures the couple had seen as they prepared for their trip. The streets were crowded with tourists. Realizing that Alex would not be opening the door for the group, John got out and held the door for the two women. As Julie got out of the limo, she flashed a good bit of skin to John and anyone standing in view of the passenger door. Julie was dressed in short black skirt, which barely covered her ass. Absent a thong, it was easy to see that her clit was pierced. This was the first time that John had seen her pussy up close and it was fabulous. The skirt was accentuated by a low cut blouse and a pair of red heels. The three of them wandered the shops for almost two hours. Julie helped Kelly pick out a couple of sexy tops and a short skirt. It was nothing too daring, but something that could be worn out at a club back in the states. John found a couple of trinkets for the guys in the office, mainly shot glasses with the national flag of the island. He also found a monkey made out of a coconut. It was a special request from Rebecca, a receptionist at his company. "What do you say we stop for some lunch and drinks before heading out to pick up items from Mistress Anne's shopping list?" "That sounds great Julie, lead the way." Julie led the couple to a quiet restaurant. It had the appearance of an ancient warehouse that could have been a storage center for rum in the 1700s. The waitress led them to a booth in the back corner. It was dimly lit and would have made a great location for a romantic date. Julie slid into the circular booth and Kelly and John took up positions on either side. The waitress took their drink and food order and then disappeared. The conversation continued about Julie's life on the island. Kelly was very interested to hear how she came to live with Anne. John put his arm around Julie and leaned in to hear what the ladies were talking about. The restaurant was not packed, but the Russian tourists sitting at the bar were noisy and made it hard to hear the conversation. To John's surprise, a hand was suddenly rubbing his cock through the khaki fabric of his shorts. Julie continued to stroke him as his dick filled with blood, while also talking about moving to the island with Anne after finishing her degree. It was interesting to note that Julie had a degree in architecture and was responsible for redesigning the pool area. John listened intently while trying not to reveal to the world that he was getting stroked by the young woman sitting next to him. It was even more exciting knowing that his wife was less than three feet from him. Breaking the taboo of public foreplay made John's erection all the more gratifying. John turned a little more into Julie to talk to Kelly. The tablecloth offered the perfect cover for what happened next, and he hoped that his wife would not notice. As John was talking to Kelly, he slid his hand up Julie's thigh and under her skirt. He wanted to feel her pussy. He thought about touching her pussy for the last hour as they walked through the market and lunch provided the perfect opportunity. As John's hand moved up Julie's thigh, she parted her legs even wider. John expected to feel the warm fleshy folds of the young woman, but instead his palm scrapped up again a sharp object. For a microsecond he thought it was Julie's clit piercing but realized that it was a diamond ring. The sharp object was the setting for his wife's diamond ring. Suddenly Kelly stopped talking and just smiled at him. "Is there something wrong dear?" Kelly continued to smile at him after her question. John removed his hand, but noticed that Kelly's was still in place. John wondered if Kelly had been fingering the woman the whole time she was rubbing his cock. Lunch arrived several minutes later and all hands were now above the table. Another bottle of wine and dessert closed out the meal. Julie paid for lunch despite John's objections. It appeared that Anne had directed Julie to pay for lunch as a treat for the couple, since they were taking time out of their vacation to help Julie with her tasks. Alex picked the group up at an arranged spot and they headed to the last stop of the day. It was a ten minute drive to their last stop. John was surprised when the limo pulled up to a run-down warehouse district. "Mistress Kelly, I need to borrow your husband to help me with this particular task. If you don't have any objections, you are free to stay in the limo. There are drinks in the mini refrigerator and the DVR is stocked with movies and porn." "John, are you okay helping Julie?" "I can do that. Will you be okay staying by yourself?" Kelly got an evil grin on her face. "I'm certain that I can find some way to spend my time." John was worried by her statement and demeanor. He was fairly certain that his wife intended on having the driver fuck her in the back of the limo. He really wanted to take Kelly inside the store, but Julie was already out of the car and pulling him by the hand. The store was on the second floor of the warehouse, so they had to climb a steep flight of metal stairs. Ever the gentleman, John motioned for Julie to climb the stairs first. His intentions were chivalrous, but he soon realized that he had a great view of her pussy and asshole. As John reached the top of the stairs he noticed that Alex was climbing into the back of the limo. "Good Day, Madame Perry." "Good Day, Julie. How are you today and how is your Mistress?" "I am fine, thank you for asking. Mistress Anne is well and she sends her best wishes." John was impressed by the prim and proper nature of Julie in public. He had noticed it as they shopped and dined in the village. She had mentioned something about her early childhood in the upper northeast, so John suspected that she may have been raised in a family from "old money." The public persona of the young woman hid the fact that she was a slave to a bisexual mistress that fucked her with a strap-on. As the women continued to exchange pleasantries, John looked around the "store" if you could call it that. It looked more like an outlet store for the tourist junk that was sold in the stalls at the market. "Hi, I'm John." "John, it is nice to meet you. My name is Annabelle Perry." "It is nice to meet you ma'am." He may not have been raised in the South or by "Old Money," but he was raised to be respectful toward all women. "Julie, is John a new friend of Anne's?" "No, he and his wife Kelly are vacationing on the island for the first time" "This is our delayed honeymoon." For some reason John felt the need to clarify the couples situation relative to Anne and her lifestyle. "Welcome to our little corner of paradise. I'm certain that you and your wife will enjoy your honeymoon, even if it is a little late." Madame Perry then motioned for the two of them to follow her toward the back of the store. John did not understand why they were in this store; it was full of tourist crap and did not appear to have anything that would be needed by a woman of Anne's taste and financial means. As the group walked through a second set of doors, it was obvious why they were there. Madame Perry happened to be the sole purveyor of adult lingerie and sex toys on the island. "John, you must understand that the sexual lifestyle Julie's Mistress leads is kept out of sight on the island. There are a few places that cater to people like Anne and Julie, and I am the primary outfitter of lingerie, bondage and sex toys for those folks that don't want to order over the internet and trust the Royal Mail to deliver their package with discretion." "Yes Ma'am." One side of the store had racks stocked with dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, strap-on cocks and every manner of buzzing toy imagined. There was also a wide selection of lubricants, condoms, and adult novelties. The center of the store overflowed with lingerie and club wear. John suspected that several of the outfits he'd seen Julie wear may have come from the store. The far right of the store was the home of the bondage and fetish gear. Suddenly, a bell chimed throughout the warehouse. "Julie, are you okay to find the items on your list? I have a normal customer that needs some assistance in the front." "Yes, I brought John to help me, so don't feel compelled to stay back here with us. We can bring our items to the front when we are done." "Okay, I will see you a little later." Julie pulled John by the hand to the clothing section. Without warning she pulled off her top and dropped her skirt to the floor. "This makes trying on clothes a little easier. Madame Perry has seen me naked numerous times, so don't worry about offending her." Julie tried on several outfits. John's favorite was series of PVC straps that lifted her breasts and offered easy access to her pussy. The other favorite was a school girl outfit consisting of a plaid skirt and white shirt. The hem stopped at the same level of her pussy lips. The shirt was a size too small in the chest area, ensuring that she showed ample cleavage and her erect nipples through the near translucent fabric. Julie went over to the jewelry section and picked up a new clit ring. It was gold and had a ruby hanging off at the end. To John's surprise, Julie spread her pussy in front of him in order to remove the current ring. The old ring came out easily enough, but Julie was having a little trouble inserting the new one into the hole. "John, do you think that you can help me put this in?" "What?" John could not believe the question nor say anything coherent. "I need some help with this ring; do you think you could help me put it in?" With that, the young lady handed John the small ring and lifted her left foot, resting it on a nearby table of clothing. John looked at Julie for a moment and then moved in closer and dropped to one knee. His face was mere inches from Julie as she spread her pussy wide with both hands. He looked closely and found the hole left by the other piercing. "You are going to have to touch my pussy, John. It won't insert itself." John reached up and felt the warm folds of Julie. Inches from her, he could smell the musky odor of the young woman, and longed to ram his tongue deep into her. He inserted the small metal ring and then fastened the end. As he did that, Julie shifted her feet and grabbed his head to keep from falling. Suddenly he could taste the young woman and he wasted no time in probing her with his tongue. Julie shifted her hips forward to his tongue and moaned. This lasted about 10 more seconds and then she pushed him away, lowering her leg from the table. As John got up from one knee, the young woman kissed him full on the lips. "Thanks, that is better." The next stop was the fetish section and a hood with holes for the eyes, nose, mouth and ponytail. Julie searched for a moment and then found an appropriate hood. Pulling her hair back into a ponytail, she placed the hood over her head. Her blonde locks resembled a geyser of water as they stuck out the back of the hood. Without warning him, Julie dropped to her knees and unzipped his shorts. In seconds she had his cock out in her mouth. The warmth and wetness of her mouth was incredible; John was in heaven. Time seemed to slow as Julie licked the length of his rod and then took his entire cock into her mouth. Just about the time that he was fully erect, Julie allowed his cock to pop out of her mouth and she stood up. "Mistress Anne wants to ensure that I can suck cock while wearing this mask." Julie removed the mask and placed it next to the clothes. Julie picked up another mask, looked at it, and then placed it back down on the table. She looked at three more masks before handing one to John. "Please put this on for me." "What?" "I asked you to please try this one on for me. Mistress Anne wants me to buy masks for the servants and I need to ensure they will fit." John did as asked, pulling the mask over his head and adjusting it to the right position for his eyes and mouth. "Please get down on your knees and lick my pussy." "What?" "I asked you to please lick my pussy. Mistress Anne wants to ensure the servants can lick the pussies of the female guests during the party this weekend." With the recent memory of how Julie tasted, John did as requested and started feverishly lapping at Julie's moist pussy. John drove his tongue deep into her several times. He couldn't tell if his efforts were pleasing to Julie as she pushed his head away after 30 seconds. "How does the mask fit?" "I guess it works. To be honest, I've never worn anything like that. It did not get in the way as I licked you, if that helps." "Yes, that does help." Julie grabbed a couple of the masks and headed off in the direction of the sex toys, while John removed the mask he was wearing and returned it to the table. John grabbed her clothes and the items that she had picked out up to that point. John had to hurry as he watched her heart shaped ass wiggle as she walked over to a rack of dildos. She picked out a double-headed dildo and another single-head dildo. The single head model was slightly thicker than the two-headed version. Julie also picked out a vibrator that looked like it had a rabbit head on it. Next was three different butt plugs. The last of the three looked enormous and he wondered how that could fit into the average asshole. The final item was a strap-on dildo. It was smaller than the one he saw Anne cleaning the first day. It was shorter than and not as thick as the one Anne used on Julie the previous night. Julie put the black leather harness around her waist and slid the dildo into the retention ring. Julie stroked it for several seconds. To John it appeared that the base of the fake cock was stimulating Julies clit. The smile on her face signaled her approval of the dildo. The last stop on the shopping spree was the condom and lube section. Julie picked out several brands of condoms. She also picked up several large bottles of silicon based lubricant. She explained that guests at Mistress Anne's parties went through a lot of lube. Julie spread all of the purchases out on a small table next to the toy section. John could see her concentrating as she reviewed her items. "Please wait here for a moment, I forgot to get something." John watched as the naked woman walked back to the clothing section. He could not believe that he was shopping with a sex goddess. John watched as Julie looked at PVC corsets, holding them up to her naked body. Satisfied that she had found one, she grabbed it and a pair of elbow length PVC gloves. After surveying her intended purchases, Julie smiled knowing that she had found everything her Mistress had requested. It took only a few seconds for Julie to shimmy back into her micro-skirt and top. Ever the gentleman, John bundled up the items and followed Julie out to the front of the store. "Did you find everything you needed, Julie?" "Yes, I did. Could you please put this on Mistress Anne's account?" "John, hopefully this young lady was nice to you?" "Ma'am, she was a perfect lady. It was the most pleasant shopping experience I've ever had." Madam Perry just smiled at the young man and handed a slip of paper to Julie. After bagging up the items, she bid the two shoppers farewell as they left the store. John found his wife naked in the back of the limo. Cum was dripping from her crotch and it appeared that she had sprayed the seat with her own juices. Not hiding the fact that she had spent the last 40 minutes getting fucked by the servant, Kelly looked at John and smiled. "Hi honey, did you have fun shopping with Julie?" John did not know what was more disturbing, the fact that she'd fucked the servant or the nonchalant attitude in which she asked her question. "I see you found a way to keep yourself busy. Did you enjoy getting fucked by a relative stranger?" "Yes, I did." Her smile was accompanied by two fingers probing her dripping snatch. "I suppose you are going to want me to eat your pussy now?" "No honey, you don't have to eat my pussy. I think I want Julie to eat me out." John was relieved by her answer and not having to eat her soiled cunt. A small part of him got excited when his wife spoke to him like a dirty whore talking about getting fucked, but he was not excited at the moment. In fact, he was still pissed that his earlier fight was derailed by Anne before breakfast. There was nothing more to be said as Julie knew what to do. Stripping out of her clothes, Julie dived face first into Kelly's crotch. "OH GOD that feels good." John watched as Julie's head bobbed up and down as she ran her tongue along the length of his wife's pussy. He saw her small ass and her puckered anal opening and he decided that now was the perfect time to fuck another woman. Why not? Kelly had fucked the servant while he shopped for sex toys. "John, what are you doing?" He stopped taking off his clothes when she asked the question. "Do you remember what Anne said to you about Julie? You can only touch her if Anne gives you permission. You are going to have to put that cock of yours away and just watch Julie and I fuck." With a dejected look on his face, he started buttoning up his shirt. Sitting back in the seat, he watched his wife have another orgasm from the skilled tongue of the young woman. John rubbed his cock through his shorts, the only satisfaction coming from watching Julie's ass and wondering what it would be like to fuck her in the butt. "Don't rub that too hard baby; we wouldn't want you making a mess in your shorts." A loud moan signaled another minor orgasm as Julie finished eating the cum out of Kelly. Julie climbed up onto the seat next to her and the two women exchanged a long and sensual kiss. It was just about this time that the limo pulled up to the mansion and the door opened. Both women got out of the car, leaving their clothes for John to pick up. Suburban Wife Ch. 05 Kelly showered while John got ready to go out for the evening with the group. The couple had still not discussed what was going on with their vacation. Like the previous day, Kelly had spent the afternoon by the pool enjoying the sun and the carnal skills of the servants. Each of the servants had pumped their loads into his wife and John was left to watch. Trisha had given him a brief hand job while they were in the pool, but left him with a stiff cock and no satisfaction. Out of the shower and fully dressed, John was amazed how sexy his wife looked. It seems that just about the time he got the nerve up to confront her about her slutty behavior, she would come out dressed in something sexy or naked except for red heels. Anne mentioned they would be going to a private dance club and to wear something sexy, and Kelly took that to heart. John's eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw how the other women were dressed. He had already seen the three of them naked, so he was surprised that they could look even sexier, but they did. "Kelly, please don't be offended but I think we need to work on your wardrobe a little bit. Julie, take Kelly and help her find something more appropriate for the club." Grabbing his wife by the hand, John watched as Julie led Kelly back to her room. The two women were about the same size, so John suspected his wife would get a peek at Julie's extensive closet of sexually charged clothing. Since arriving at the mansion, Julie must have worn ten different outfits. All of them screamed "Use me like a fuck toy." "Wow!" John could not believe his eyes. His wife was dressed in a sheer black top, sans bra. The micro skirt was red and barely covered his wife's ass. John walked over to kiss his wife. As he did so he ran his hand up her skirt and confirmed his suspicions, she was not wearing any underwear. "I'm glad you like it baby." The limo ride was about 15 minutes, during which Anne described their destination. It was a private club that catered to sexually open couples, men and women, some of whom would be attending Anne's party later in the week. The servants were club favorites and the owners allowed Anne to bring them in despite being naked. John barely paid attention to Anne as she talked about the club. His attention was focused on the bald pussies displayed under the short dresses. Yes, he had seen each of these women naked today but the sight of them in "fuck me" outfits brought a bulge to his pants. The limo stopped and the passenger door opened. The group got out into a dark ally, so it was easy to hide the fact that the two servants were naked. The group hustled quickly into the waiting area of the club and then through a set of double doors. John was immediately inspired by the brick and red upholstery of the furniture. There were about fifteen tables and about a dozen couches and chairs spread throughout the club. In the center of the club was a two tiered dance floor. In the corner by one of the clusters of couches was a stripper pole. A naked redhead was spinning around the pole, jiggling her ass for two women sitting on a nearby couch. The music was trendy and not too loud, so it was possible to carry on a conversation as well as dance. Eric and Mindy, owners of the club, greeted Anne and the rest of the party by the bar. Anne introduced Kelly and John, explaining that they had rented space at the mansion and were enjoying their stay. Mindy showed the group over to their reserved space as Eric fetched a couple of bottles of champagne from behind the bar. John looked around at the crowd. They all seemed to be between 25 and 45; women making up about 60 percent of the patrons. It looked like there were several single males, most of whom had the features of Anne's two servants. It did not take long for John to notice that most of the women were dressed like his wife. The drinks started flowing as numerous friends of Anne's came by to say hello and introduce themselves. John watched as several of the men and women surveyed his wife like a lion looking at a fresh kill. "David, the guy that just left has an incredible cock. It is longer and thicker than Morris' and I can't tell you the number of orgasms he's given me." Trisha said it loud enough so that his wife could hear it, but also making sure that John heard what she said. Kelly just smiled at the statement and took another sip of her drink. John looked over at his wife and he could almost see her imagination at work. John was certain that his wife wanted to fuck David and from the look Trisha gave him it was almost inevitable that she would facilitate their hooking up. "Don't give me that shy look Kelly. I saw how you looked at him when he was talking to us. You wanted to fuck him even before I told you that he has an 11 inch cock. Admit it." "I didn't say a word. John is my witness, isn't that right, hone?" John was stunned and amazed by his wife. How dare she ask him to side with her, when they all knew that Kelly wanted to fuck the stranger? "I'm not commenting since no one gives a shit what I think or say." This time it was Anne who chimed in and asked to speak with John for a second. Her request was followed with a warm smile and an outstretched hand. The smile really concerned John, since it was so unlike Anne to smile at him. He accepted her hand, helping her stand up from the couch. Anne pulled John by the hand and led him to a secluded corner of the club. As they approached the corner, Anne pushed John back against the wall. "John, is there a problem?" "Are you asking me if I have a problem with my wife fucking total strangers?" John's voice rose as he finished the sentence. "I thought that we came to an understanding the first day. You are my guest and I told you what goes on at my mansion. I told you everyone is free to participate and that no one is forced into any sexual activity. Kelly is a grown woman and capable of making her own decisions. I think you need to respect her desires." "Why should I do that, Anne? Why should I watch other men fuck my wife and then have her slam her dripping pussy onto my face to eat her out? I don't remember you saying anything about that on the first day." "Please keep your voice down and do not embarrass me in front of my friends." John realized that his voice had continued to rise as he became furious over her comments. "I'm sorry I raised my voice, but I am angry. This is not how our vacation was supposed to go." "Whose fault is that John? I think that you are partially to blame. I think you could have physically restrained your wife over the last couple of days to keep her from fucking the servants and Trisha. I think some small part of you likes watching your wife fuck like a dirty whore." The last sentence was augmented with squeeze of John's cock through his pants. "I think you enjoy watching your wife lick pussy and get slammed from behind by a big cock. From what she told me earlier today, you did not complain when she shoved her dripping pussy on your face last night." "But...." "No. Don't try to hide it." "I was going to stay that you...." John did not get to finish the sentence before Anne kissed him and squeezed his cock like a vise. The pain in his cock was magnified when Anne took a chunk of his lower lip in between her teeth and bit down. Several seconds of pain followed as Anne held his lip in between her perfectly white teeth. Suddenly the pain disappeared as Anne pulled away from him. "Now, why don't we go back to the table and meet some more of my friends?" The introductions lasted for another half hour as almost everyone said hello to Anne and her staff. One woman said hello to Anne and then took Alex by the hand and led him over to one of the couches to fuck. It seems that the servants were fair game for any of the female patrons. After the second bottle of champagne, Trisha pulled Kelly out to the dance floor. John watched as his wife and Trisha started dancing. At first it was innocent, but then it became a little more flirtatious. At one point Kelly signaled to John to join them on the dance floor. Dancing was not his specialty, but he was not going to pass up the chance to dance with his wife and Trisha. The innocent dancing got a little more risqué as Trisha started grinding her ass into John's crotch. At one point she bent over and reached between her legs to stroke his stiffening cock. Both ladies continued to tease him and then eventually sent him back to the table. At that point the dancing got sexual. Kelly started grinding into Trisha, who took the opportunity to fondle Kelly's breasts. "Take your clothes off, baby. I want to see that sweet pussy of yours grinding on me." Kelly didn't need any further encouragement. Within seconds her skirt and top fell to the floor. It amazed John that his wife got several looks from men and women in the club, but no one seemed to care that his wife was stark naked except for her heels. The other amazing thing was that Morris appeared out of nowhere to gather up his wife's clothing. The sexual grinding got more intense by the moment. At one point Trisha pulled Kelly over to the stripper pole. His wife had taken a couple of striptease fitness classes a while back with a neighbor, so she wasn't ignorant of how it worked. John watched as she worked the pole. "Hi, I'm David." John was watching the strip show and almost didn't notice the guy standing next to him. "Hi, I'm John." "I understand you are visiting Anne. How is your vacation?" "My vacation is fine, thanks for asking. Do you live here on the island or are you visiting as well?" "Yes, I run one of the local dive shops. You and your wife should come by and try it." "Thanks for the offer. Kelly and I have been meaning to get certified." John motioned over to his wife who was now humping Trisha's face as she sat on the couch. John had been to several strip clubs and was quite impressed with his wife's lap dance skills. "Does your wife do lap dances for strangers?" "I don't know. This is the first time she has been in a club with a stripper pole and lap dance couches. This is definitely the first time she has ever stripped for anyone, even me. I guess you would have to ask her yourself." John knew the answer to the question. Trisha's comments earlier about the size of David's cock were meant as a commercial about his sexual abilities, one he was certain that his wife would take him up on if he asked her for a lap dance. "I think I just might do that. Please excuse me" John could not hear the discussion, but David walked up to Kelly and Trisha and said hello. He then whispered something into Kelly's ear and then smiled at her. John could almost read Trisha's lips and it look like she said, "Have fun". Kelly climbed off Trisha and allowed David to take her place. John watched as his wife slowly began to grind into David's crotch. David appeared to be following the standard no touch rules enforced in most strip club. Kelly started grinding on the cute stranger. She had never visited a strip club and her only experience with a lap dance was what she saw in the movies and learned in her stripping class. "You know you can touch me if you want." Kelly wanted David to touch her, lick her and fuck her every possible way. Trisha told her about his huge cock while Kelly gave her a lap dance moments before. That only made the decision to agree to his lap dance request that much easier, despite the glaring look from her husband. The adherence to those unwritten rules changed after Kelly started stroking the guy's big cock through his trousers. At first he pinched her nipples and then sucked one into his mouth. The action got hotter when his probing hand inserted a finger into her pussy. Kelly thought that her pussy was on fire. She could feel the outline of the stranger's enormous cock tucked into the trousers as she rode the guy. The biting on her nipples almost sent her over the edge. The first orgasm was a small shudder, nothing spectacular, but an orgasm none the less. As her body stopped shaking, David inserted two fingers into her pussy, which gave her something to grind upon. The second orgasm was stronger, but not earth shattering. Kelly looked around in a moment of clarity. Trisha was on the couch watching her lap dance for the stranger. There were a couple of other men and women that gathered to watch the show as well. Kelly did not see her husband, but assumed that he was watching from their table and was probably angry. Kelly ran her hand down David's chest and found the zipper to his trousers. She needed his cock in her mouth. It was spectacular, just as Trisha had promised. It was 11 inches long and very thick. Kelly knew that she could not get all of it in her mouth and wondered how much would fit in her pussy. Her pussy tingled at the thought of getting fucked doggie style by that monster. Kelly's attempts at a blow job focused on the head of the cock, while stroking the length of it with both of her hands. She could barely close her hand around it. Happy with her work, Kelly released the tip from her mouth and moved to impale herself on it. Kelly climbed up onto David's now bare chest and started lowering herself onto the massive cock. The stretching was almost too unbearable to take. At first she only got a few inches of it into her. With some apprehension, she started to slowly bounce up and down. Each time a little more of the cock stretched her pussy as it went deeper and deeper. Soon the bouncing became deeper and faster, until more than half of it was inside of her. The burning pressure on the inner walls of her pussy was soon replaced with the first earthquake of an orgasm. It flooded David's crotch, adding lubricant to her already drenched cunt. Kelly looked up and saw there were two other cocks standing at attention next to her. The guy on her left had a cock about the size of her husband's while the one on right was longer. Without hesitation, she took the one on her right side into her mouth and started stroking the one on the left. David thrust up into Kelly as she ground her hips down onto his cock. The second massive wave of an orgasm almost caused Kelly to bite the cock in her mouth. Suddenly Kelly pushed up and off David's large member. "Take your clothes off, David." Turning to the guy who she had been sucking, Kelly instructed him to sit down on the couch. Once the guy was sitting down, Kelly bent over to continue her blow job. No instructions were needed for David, as he sank his shaft deep into Kelly. Kelly just about passed out from the next orgasm. The full length and girth of David was now trying to pound the lower portions of her lungs, or at least that's how it felt. She still had a hand on the guy to her left, making certain that his cock received attention every now and then. The pace of David's pounding picked up with Kelly's next orgasm. Kelly could tell that he was close to blowing his load into her. She reached between her legs with one hand and started squeezing his balls, as if milking a prized bull. Her efforts were rewarded with streams of hot cum injecting into her pussy. Kelly released the cock of the guy standing next to her and looked into his eyes. "Fuck me now!" It was more of a command than a request; one which the guy was happy to follow. The pace of his thrusting was not a harried as David's and his cock was nowhere near as big, but Kelly thought it would do for now. The angle and length of this new cock was perfect for hitting her G-Spot and the next orgasm was a chain of spasms accompanied with a river of ejaculate all over the floor of the club. This was too much for the guy fucking Kelly and he grunted when he shot his load deep into her. Kelly also got a surprise when the dick in her mouth erupted in torrents of white cream. She had a hard time swallowing it, but managed to get most of it down her throat. Kelly looked over to her left and saw that Trisha was still watching the show. Sometime in the last 45 minutes, she had gotten up and brought a drink over for Kelly. The guys now out of the way; she snuggled up to Trisha and downed the champagne. The drink helped wash down the cum stuck to the back of her throat, but did little to put out the fire in her pussy. "I need to get fucked some more." Kelly eyed two men that watched the show earlier. She gave them the "come here" finger wag as she spread her legs and pussy for them to see. The guys were naked in moments. Kelly did not have to do much work to get them hard, but she enjoyed sucking on their cocks for a while. The younger of the guys pulled Kelly's mouth off his cock and bent her over the couch. "Fuck my wet cunt." John could barely hear what his wife said, but he was certain that she said "cunt" and "fuck." The guy obliged Kelly's request, jamming his cock deep into her with one stroke. The other guy sat down in front of Kelly, allowing her to suck his dick. It did not take long before he guy fucking her from behind was plastering her insides with sticky, white strings of cum. Kelly released the cock in her mouth. "Your turn to fuck me, big boy." Kelly gave the guy on the couch her best "fuck me like a dirty slut" look as she held her boobs for him. The second guy took his position behind Kelly and grabber her hips. "Fuck me....dammit." The pace was going too slow for Kelly, so she started pushing back into the stranger using the couch for leverage. Soon the guy behind her was jamming his dick into her G spot at a feverish pace. The orgasm hit Kelly like a car crash. Her knees gave out and the guy had to hold her by the hips to keep her from landing face first into the couch. The ensuing spray of ejaculate was more powerful than anything she had previously experienced with her husband. Kelly fell face first into the couch and Trisha caught her before she fell to the floor. "My God, that was fabulous. I didn't know you could spray that much." It took Kelly almost 30 seconds to catch her breath enough to speak. "Oh my God...did I spray all of that?" Kelly surveyed the puddle on the floor next to the couch and the drops of liquid coming from her pussy. "Yes, and it was great to watch." The whole time John watched as Kelly was pumped full of cum from five different men. John had wanted to say something to his wife earlier, as she called the second set of guys over to fuck, but Anne stopped him cold in his tracks with her evil look. That look reminded him of their earlier conversation about Kelly being an adult and that he should respect his wife's carnal desires. "John, remember that regardless of who your wife fucks in this club tonight, she will go to bed with you and fuck you last. Then she will fall asleep in the arms of the man she loves." John continued to watch his wife as she fucked David a second time. This was quickly followed by the two other guys that had recovered from fucking her earlier in the evening. The highlight was watching his wife sixty nine a beautiful redhead with big boobs. The ride back to the mansion was filled with conversations about sex. Kelly watched as Trisha and Julie made out. All three women were naked, clothing being collected up by the servants prior to leaving the club. Anne was in a thong and not much else. As they walked into the front door of the mansion, John whispered in his wife's ear, "Let's go upstairs and fuck. You can tell me how much fun you had tonight." He really didn't want to hear how she enjoyed it, but he knew that would be enough to draw her attention away from the naked servants that were getting hand jobs by Trisha. It seemed as if she got off talking about getting fucked by strange men while riding her husband's cock. Suburban Wife Ch. 06 Thanks to Whoredinarygirl for wonderful words of encouragement, recommendations and editing this chapter. Thank you to my readers, especially those that take the time to provide constructive comments. I do take your comments into consideration and hope that I've improved the story with your help. To those who are offended, I would ask that you look somewhere else. This is a free country and you are welcome to your opinion and can stop reading at any time. Negative comments and name calling will not improve the storyline. The characters and events described in this story are all figments of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to real life, or actual people, is strictly coincidental. All characters are over the age of 18. The sex in this chapter is graphic. If this does not agree with your tastes, please find another tale from the wonderful authors on this site. I hope you enjoy this chapter ***** The sound of the shower woke John. It was unusual for him to sleep later than his wife, even on vacation. He was normally up before sunrise and at the gym before his wife was finishing her first cup of coffee while still in her pajamas. "Hey sleepy head, are you getting up for breakfast?" John rolled over onto his stomach and grabbed the nearest pillow, placing it on his head in hopes of drowning out the sound of his wife's voice. He wanted to stay in bed and get some more sleep. It took a while to go back to sleep earlier in the morning after fucking Julie one last time and he was paying the price at the moment. "Hey, get your ass out of bed, or I won't be bringing any more hot young women to bed for you to fuck." "Yeah, quit giving me shit. I'm getting up." Kelly was just finishing up when John crawled into the shower. The warm water felt nice, but his wife's lips on his felt better. "Thanks for great a night baby. Did you like the surprise I brought for you?" Kelly knew the answer to her question, but wanted to hear her husband's response. She caught more of his attention when she scraped her fingernails on the underside of her husband's cock. "Does a bear shit in the woods?" It was an inside joke with the couple and signaled that the question was rhetorical. Kelly was sitting on the bed naked when John came back into the room. "I want to talk to you about something, John." Sitting down on the bed, he thought to himself that it was about time that the couple had this discussion. He enjoyed the previous night, but felt they needed to have a discussion about how his wife fucked several guys prior to coming home and bringing Julie into their bed. "I want to talk to you about the first day and the discussion I had with Anne in her study. I was not completely honest with you and feel that I need to get it off my chest." John failed to see how this was relevant to what he wanted to discuss. He was about to say something when he wife started talking to him. "The conversation with Anne started with her describing how she came to be a rich dominatrix living in the tropics." "Kelly, I don't care how Anne came to this lifestyle. Those are her issues and I am in no position to judge, according to what she has told me. I want to talk about you fucking the servants and half the club last night." Kelly looked at her husband and smiled. "Baby, I am trying to do that if you will stop interrupting me." John sat there and listened as Kelly described what Anne confided in her; that at an early age in college Anne had discovered she had a predisposition for dominating men and women. It was during her senior year that she met her first male sub. He was a local businessman that thought he could play submissive to Anne part-time and on the weekends. It worked for a while, but Anne grew weary of it and moved on. Anne said that she almost climaxed when he begged her to not leave him. There were several more men and a couple of women that submitted to Anne over the years. It was at this point that she met her late husband Charles. He was 25 years her senior, but could not help but to drool on her leather boots whenever she walked into the room. "Anne said a polite description of him was a wimp, the more accurate one was drooling bag of pathetic pond scum. Somehow he managed to convince Anne to marry him, and it had nothing to do with the more than two billion dollars she inherited the day he died. Anne knew nothing of Charles' business dealings or his will so it was a surprise to her when the attorney told her that she was rich. Charles' family contested the will, but in the end Anne won." Kelly went on to describe that at the reading of the will of Charles Harold Henry Lloyd IV, she learned that he kept a large mansion in the tropics. It was this mansion to which Anne retreated after winning her legal case. It was about this time that Anne met Julie and Morris. Anne described how she thought both of the subs would make an excellent addition to her new found wealth and decided to bring both of them to the island. About a year later Julie recruited Alex and the rest is history. "So we are sitting in the office downing glasses of wine and Anne tells me the rules that she relayed to you earlier. She also said that none of those rules applied to me. She told me that I could fuck the servants or Julie anytime I wanted, provided she was not using them for her own pleasure. I assured Anne that we love and respect each other and we only had sex with each other." John thought this was a good time to break into the conversation. "If that is the case, then why did you let the servants fuck you the following day?" "Baby, there is more to the story so please let me finish." Kelly stopped for a moment to catch her breath. John took that as a sign that the discussion was over. Kelly hoped that her husband would let her finish the story. "What more is there?" John was not certain that he wanted to hear the answer to his question. "We were sitting there drinking wine and suddenly Anne pushes a button on her desk. Before I know it, Alex and Morris are in the room and they are just as naked as when we arrived." Kelly looked at her husband and she knew what he was thinking. She was ashamed to admit it, but knew her husband could see through her the first day. "Yes, I enjoyed looking at their huge cocks. Are you happy that I finally admitted it?" Kelly placed her left hand on John's cock and slowly started playing with it. It distracted her husband for a second but his attention turned back to the story. "Anne glanced over at Alex and he seemed to fully understand the desires of his mistress, as he moved to stand beside her chair. I got a chill down the back of my spine as I saw how she controlled him without saying a word. After Alex took his place next to Anne, she reached up and slowly started stroking his cock like she did at lunch. At first it looked like she was just rolling it around in her hands and fingers. I watched her intently, wondering what it felt like and if it was different than Morris' cock." Kelly went on to describe how she got a tingling feeling in her stomach as she watched Alex's cock grow under the skillful manipulation of his mistress. "The next thing I know, Anne has Alex's cock in her mouth and is stroking Morris' dick with her right hand. I watched as Anne released Alex's cock from the wetness of her mouth and switched to sucking Morris'. It must have been the wine and the hormones, but I didn't really pay attention to what my body was telling me. The burning sensation in my stomach turned into a damp crotch and the next thing I know I'm rubbing my pussy under my skirt and through my underwear." John knew that Kelly masturbated, but not in front of him. She had reluctantly done it a few times for him in person and once on video. He had tried to incorporate it into their foreplay early on, but Kelly was not interested in watching her husband jack off and did not understand his desire to watch her. Kelly described how she eventually spread her legs and pulled her satin panties to the side. "I could not help myself. The next thing I realize is that I have two fingers buried in my pussy, all the while never taking my eyes off Anne. I watched as Anne sucked their cocks. Suddenly, my body started shaking and I squirted a little onto her leather couch. Anne looked over at me and I didn't care what she saw. Then she told Alex to walk over to where I was sitting on the couch. The next thing I knew, there was a huge cock a foot from my face. Anne told me to touch it. In a brief moment of clarity, I pulled my fingers out of my pussy and told her that I couldn't do that to you." Kelly explained that Anne assured her that nothing would happen that she didn't want. Anne told her the servants were perfect gentlemen and would keep their mouths shut if that was required. However, she assured Kelly that their lips and tongues were wonderful instruments of pleasure on pussies, nipples and asses. Anything that might happen would be their secret or Kelly could mention it to her husband if the time was ever right. "The next thing I know, I have Alex's dick in my hand. I stoked it like I'd seen Anne do moments before. I was so consumed by what I was doing while stoking Alex that I didn't notice Morris walk over to the couch. His dick was inches from my face and I didn't know what came over me and I just opened my mouth." At this point his wife paused and stopped stroking her husband's cock. John looked over at his wife and she had a somewhat glazed look. It was the look she often had when recalling the first time they fucked without using a condom in an attempt to conceive a child. Kelly went on to describe how Anne broke up the brief encounter telling Kelly that she had more to share and demonstrate to her. Kelly described releasing the cock in her mouth and hand. She described watching their cocks swing to the left and right as the servants walked back over to their mistress. "The next thing I know, Anne is standing up and telling Morris to take off her panties. I did not notice that Anne had stripped down to her thong and bra while I was sucking off the servants. I know that you looked at her tits the first day, aren't they spectacular?" "Yes, they are great." This is the first words that John had spoken in several minutes. It was hard to concentrate on his wife's story whiles she continued stroking his dick. John could feel his face turn three shades of red as he admitted to his wife that he liked Anne's tits. "You will never believe what happened next. Anne directed Morris to get down on his knees and pull down her panties. I could not believe it but he dropped to his knees and bit into the fabric of her thong. He started pulling off her panties with his teeth. It didn't take long for him to pull them all the way off, exposing her engorged pussy lips. I could not believe what happened next, but Anne told Morris to put on her panties." Kelly described how she watched Morris stand up and then step into his Mistress' thong. The small amount of fabric did little to hide the 10 inch thick cock of the servant. Kelly said that she let out a little giggle after Morris finished putting on the panties. The real surprise came when Julie appeared behind Anne and proceeded to help her step into a black leather harness, which held a rubber cock about 8 inches long. She went further to described how Morris got down on his knees and started sucking on the rubber dick. "Anne, is Morris bisexual?" "No, Morris is not bisexual. His submission includes sucking my strap-on and letting me fuck him in the ass. It is his willing submission that is such a turn-on for me." Kelly went on to describe how Morris sucked the rubber dildo for several minutes. It appeared that Anne had given the young servant instructions on how to suck a cock and had perfected his technique over the last couple of years. It looked as if Anne had schooled him in the fine art of oral pleasure. "I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Morris was sucking the rubber dildo and slobbering all over it like Anne had done moments before. The next thing I knew, my fingers were buried in my pussy again as I rubbed my clit to the strange site of a man sucking on his female mistress' rubber cock. Kelly described how the dildo sucking progressed to Morris placing a rubber on the fake cock in front of him and then rising to bend over the desk. Anne pulled a bottle of lube from the desk drawer and applied copious amounts to her servant's asshole and the dildo. Kelly said the reaming started slowly, picking up the pace about every minute. In less than three minutes, Anne was thrusting into Morris so the entire length of the dildo was buried deep within him. Anne continued to thrust into the servant but appeared to stop just before he was about to climax. "I couldn't believe what I saw. I had never seen anything like it." John could not believe the story so far. His aching cock needed relief, but he also wanted his wife continue her story. "So what happened next?" "I had another orgasm. I'd been so intent on watching Anne with the servant that I somehow didn't notice that I was rubbing my clit again. I closed my eyes and let out a huge moan and squirted all over the leather sofa." Kelly described what Anne did next, and it shocked John. Anne said it was her turn as she unhooked the strap-on harness and removed the fake cock from her hips. Anne handed it to Alex. The servant grabbed it, another condom and the bottle of lube and walked over to Kelly. "I don't know what came over me. I was looking at this gorgeous young man with a full erection and I just seemed to lose my mind. I stood removing my top, bra and skirt. I felt like a ghost watching myself as I allowed him to remove my panties with his teeth. The next thing I know pair of hands are on my hips. I looked over as Julie suddenly appeared to help me properly fit the harness, while at the same time watching Alex put on my underwear." Kelly described how the young servant, dressed in her red satin panties got down on his knees and started sucking on the fake cock. She said that every time he pushed his mouth along the length of the shaft, it rubbed the base of the dildo on her clit. "After a couple of minutes, I had a mini-orgasm. I wondered if Anne felt the same sensation on her clit when she fucked the servants, so I asked her. Anne told me that she had the same feeling and that was part of the fun of fucking a guy or girl with a strap-on. She said the excitement came from the physical stimulation but also from the mental stimulation, the control she had over someone when she wore the dildo." Kelly described how she mimicked what she saw Anne do by standing up the servant, spinning him around and pushing him over the arm of the couch. Again, Julie was there to give her a bottle of lubricant and helped apply it to the young servant's ass. Kelly said that it felt funny the first time she inserted a lubed finger into the servant. It took a couple of minutes for Kelly to insert two fingers into Alex's ass. Shortly thereafter she was pushing the head of the plastic cock into his ass. The resistance of Alex's asshole only increased the pressure on her clit, causing her to increase her pace of thrusting. "The next thing you know, I am rocking my hips back and forth. I was a little unsteady with my rhythm so Anne walked behind me and placed her hands on my hips for guidance. My strokes into his ass evened out and soon I was pounding him as hard as you pound me, dear. I also reached in front of him and started stroking his cock through my satin panties. I think that it was too much for him and about a minute later he was spurting cum from his cock and covering my panties." Kelly described that as she pulled out of Alex's ass and saw the other servant bent over the couch. It could not be clearer what he wanted to happen, so Kelly obliged him with a deep thrust into his already lubricated and stretched ass. Repeating what she had done with the other servant, Kelly described how she was soon pounding his asshole while stroking his cock through Anne's panties. It seemed as if Kelly was taking to it like a duck to water because Morris was soon soiling Anne's panties with his semen. "I looked over at Anne when I was done fucking Morris and saw that she had her head planted between Julie's thighs. The personal assistant was lying on the desk spread eagle and totally naked. Anne called me over to the desk, but I didn't want to move. My brain was telling me that I should not move, but Anne was not done with "teaching" me. My feet had other plans and soon I was standing next to Anne's chair as she continued to lick Julie's pussy. Anne told me to remove the condom, which I did as my hands trembled. The next thing I know she pulls me by the fake dick, spins me around 90 degrees and pushes my hips hard into Julie." Kelly described how she suddenly found the dildo buried halfway into the young woman. Anne whispered in her ear that Julie loves to get fucked with the dildo. Anne again took hold of Kelly's hips and started the rocking motion. It didn't take long for Kelly to take over the speed and depth of her thrusts into the slutty assistant. In a matter of moments her efforts were rewarded as the young woman screamed with an orgasm. "Julie shot cum all over my legs and the dildo." John pinched his wife's nipple and told her that it sounded like her. "I pulled out after bringing Julie to orgasm and stripped out of the harness. Alex handed me my panties back and I put them on. The cum drenched panties were warm and I made certain to ram the fabric into my wet slit." John tried to hide his emotions as his wife mentioned rubbing her cum soaked panties into her pussy. The blood flowing to his engorged cock only increased with thoughts of his wife wantonly rubbing the cum of another man into her pussy. He was simultaneously angry and excited by his wife's lurid tale of lust. Kelly said that the meeting lasted about 30 minutes more. Anne said that having dominated her servants, she was free to use them in any way and t anytime she felt the need to fuck. John could not believe how hard his cock was. He desperately wanted to fuck his wife, but she told him that he had to wait until later. They would be late for breakfast if they did not hurry. Thirty minutes later and the couple walked down the stairs to breakfast to find Anne and Trisha waiting for them. Normally Kelly's big tits reached any location first, but not today as John's stiff cock led the way to the dining room table. "Hello, Kelly and John. I hope that you slept well last night." The grin on Anne's face could be described as a mix between evil plotting and amusement of a cat playing with a trapped mouse. John assumed that his feeble efforts to hide his engorged dick were wasted on Anne and Trisha. "I slept well. Julie is a perfect cure for insomnia. I always thought a workout right before bed was a bad idea but it seems I was wrong. What do you think John?" "Yes. I had a great workout with Julie last night." Like the previous morning the servants brought juice, coffee and champagne for breakfast. "Kelly, what are your plans for today?" "I was hoping you would take me shopping, Anne. You mentioned that there are a couple of great shoe stores in town. I know that John would love to go shopping with us." John rolled his eyes at his wife. "Don't drag me into this adventure. You know my opinion on shoe shopping." Finishing a mouthful of eggs, Anne asked Trisha if she was interested in going shopping before retreating to the pool in the afternoon. "No thank you. I was hoping to get in a yoga session this morning and I have plenty of shoes. John would you like to do some yoga with me?" Suburban Wife Ch. 06 John really wasn't that interested in yoga. He was not as flexible as Trisha and was afraid of embarrassing himself. However, he thought about the last time that he saw Trisha doing yoga naked and how much he wanted to stick his dick in her ass. He didn't know if he would get to do that, but he knew that he did not want to shop for shoes. "Honey, if it's okay with you I will stay here and keep Trisha company as she does yoga." Kelly put down her fork and smiled at her husband, knowing that he was hoping to fuck Trisha's ass. "Fine with me, but don't be upset when you see the credit card bill." John stood by the pool waiting for Trisha. The previous hour had been torture as he watched his wife stroke Morris' cock at the breakfast table. He still had an erection from the discussion earlier in the morning and he could not stand sitting at the table watching his wife. He wanted to pump cum deep into her and thought seriously about fucking her right at the table in front of everyone. "Are you ready for a workout?" Trisha arrived at the appointed time. John was a little disappointed that she was wearing a sports bra and a pair of shorts. In the back of his mind he knew that she wore something similar the first time they ran into each other at the beach. He was hoping for something more risqué, maybe open crotch panties and a peek-a-boo bra. Then he thought that was silly and impractical. "Why didn't you want to go shopping with your wife? Are you scared of a shoe store or is there some other reason you are avoiding Anne and your wife?" "I didn't feel like it. We were in the market the other day and it was fun, but there are only so many tourist shops that I can see. I also fear watching my credit card balance grow as Anne helps Kelly pick out shoes." "That seems to be a good reason to go. You know, control how much your wife spends." "It's hard to talk to Kelly about spending money when she makes as much as I do. She is reasonable with her clothes shopping, so a little splurge on nice shoes is not something I mind. In fact, she has some great heels." "So John has a shoe fetish." Trisha gave him an evil grin. "I bet you like "fuck me heels" don't you, John?" "No!" "Yes, you do like them. Admit it, you like to see your wife in high heels." "Okay, it's not so much the heels it is the sound they make as she walks on a hard surface floor. The clicking noise is like Pavlov's bell for me. I hear the clicking noise and my dick gets hard." "Do you get the same response when any attractive woman walks by wearing a pair of high heels?" "Yes." "Does your dick get hard when you hear the sound come from a less than attractive woman wearing heals?" John did not want to answer the question, so he just looked at Trisha. "I will take your silence as a yes. Is there an attractive woman in your office that has great taste in shoes?" Again, John hoped that his silence would not betray him. "So what is her name?" "I said there isn't anyone. Why does everything with you and Anne have to be about sex?" "Methinks thou dost protest too much." The quote from Shakespeare stunned John for a moment. "Come on John, you mean to tell me that you completely ignore the attractive women in your office? That you never once thought about having a hot assistant walk into the lobby of your building wearing nothing but five inch heels? That you have never daydreamed about her dropping to her knees and sucking your cock and blasting your load down her throat." "Fine, her name is Rebecca." John feared the worst, but was pleasantly surprised by what happened next. "Was telling me that one fact so hard? Now, are you still certain that you want to leave your wife alone with Anne to shop for shoes? It sounds like you have a serious shoe fetish and a trip to the shoe store may be just what your cock needs." John considered it for a moment, but told Trisha that he was going to pass on shopping. He was torn between helping his wife find shoes and hoping to be able to fuck Trisha in the ass. In the end, his dick did the thinking and told his brain that yoga was a better idea than shoe shopping. "I think you didn't want to go because Anne scares you. Maybe it could be that you want to see me naked." The statement was followed by a quick flick of her long hair and a wicked smile. They continued to talk as they walked the rest of the way to the spot John had first seen Trisha working out. John was in luck when Trisha dropped the two yoga mats on the ground and peeled off her sports bra and then her shorts. "Get naked Johnny Boy. The only way to do yoga is in the nude." John was amazed at how firm and high Trisha's breast sat on her chest. They were likely B-cups and were topped with small nipples that pointed slightly above the horizon when erect. He was not a fan of women with small breasts, but it was hard to deny that Trisha was a ball of sexual energy. John thought to himself that maybe this morning was going to be good after all as he stripped out of his shorts and T-shirt. The first several minutes Trisha led him through some basic warm-up moves. Then it was onto some basic stretching moves. John thought that it was not that bad and then it go harder. Trisha attempted to put John into several positions that he just could not get by himself. She would demonstrate the move and John would try to copy it. Trisha even tried to help John by stabilizing him or pushing on a body part here or there. It was during one of those moves that Trisha grabbed his cock and gave it a little tug. "If you get this position right, you might get a little more of this." That was enough incentive for John as he finally got into the position. His reward was a soothing stroke by Trisha. She put him into several more positions, half of which he was able to do on his own. Two other positions required Trisha's encouraging strokes to his cock. After about 70 minutes the session was over. Trisha came close to John, her nipples barely rubbing against his chest. The closeness was rapidly pushing blood into his penis. It was evident to Trisha and she helped the process along with several strokes. Then she kissed him, her tongue parting his lips to explore his mouth. John felt the urgent need to bury his cock deep in Trisha and returned her kiss. Trish eventually pulled her lips back and released her grip on John's cock. "Let's go back to the house and get cleaned up." Picking up the mat but forgoing their clothes, the couple started walking toward the mansion. Once there, Trisha led John to her room. It looked much the same as the room that he and Kelly shared. It was decorated in dark classical wood and had a king size poster bed. The water in her shower was warm as it rinsed off the sand and sweat. It wasn't so much a shower to get clean, but a warm up for what was about to happen. Trisha was squatting in front of him running her tongue along the underside of his shaft. Trisha was repaying John for the tongue lashing he lavished on her outer pussy lips minutes prior. "We need the bed if we want more action." John didn't care where he fucked Trisha, as long as he got to unload his swollen balls into her. It was unfair that Kelly did not fuck him after her story before breakfast and now he was going to get some relief. Trisha wanted to ride his face, which John eagerly agreed to as she straddled him. She lowered her swollen lips onto his waiting mouth then started grinding her hips. John had to work hard to maintain his tongue on her swollen clit because of her rocking motion. It was even harder to concentrate because one of her hands was stroking his cock. However, his focused effort paid off when Trisha's body clenched up while her pussy flooded his mouth. "That was great baby." Trisha could taste herself as she kissed his lips. John started to protest when she got up. "Lay there baby, I have a surprise for you." "What is it?" "It won't be a surprise if I tell you now will it?" John lay on the bed as Trisha walked over to the dresser and retrieved what looked to be a black scarf of some type. "Lift your head up." John did as instructed and Trisha wrapped the black silk fabric over his eyes. It covered his forehead and a little bit of his nose. He could still breathe and the silk felt sexy on his face. Trisha climbed up on top of his chest again and suddenly impaled herself on John's cock. God it felt so tight and moist. John thrust his hips up into Trisha wanting to feel her wetness envelop his cock. She kissed him on the mouth, tongue probing past his lips and dancing with his tongue. They swiped at each others tongues as Trisha continued to grind her pussy on his cock. Trisha reached down and pulled John's wrists up as he had been gripping her ass as he rocked his hips up with each thrust into her pussy. With his hands now over his head and Trisha's pussy gripping his cock and one of her tits in his mouth, John was lost in his desire to unleash a torrent of cum into the woman. His perceived helplessness turned into reality when he heard the clicking noises and felt cold steel around his wrists. John had played with fake handcuffs when he was a kid, so he was familiar with the sound they made. His attempts to move his hands were met with resistance. John didn't understand what was going on or how Trisha had fastened the handcuffs to the bed. "Stay here lover, I have a surprise for you." The moist folds of Trisha no longer surrounded John's cock. John was still moaning so he did not hear the barefoot woman leave the room. "Trisha, this is not funny. Get back over here so we can finish." His cock ached to feel her warm pussy. It was made worse by his swollen balls filled to the brim with cum. "Trisha?" John was quiet. He was hoping that he could hear what she was doing, but all he could hear is the sound of the ocean through the open French doors that led to the balcony. He thought to himself that she must be in the room laughing quietly while watching his twitching cock as he was strapped to the bed. "Trisha, this is not funny. Please come back so we can finish." The quietness continued and John sensed that no one was in the room with him. With no relief coming in the next couple of seconds his hard-on was starting to protest. His balls needed release after being teased by both his wife and Trisha. God, he wished his wife or Julie were here to suck him off. "Trisha?" John thought to himself that the surprise is Julie. He didn't remember her standing with Kelly and Anne as he walked out to the pool to meet up for yoga. Maybe Trisha was getting Julie so the three of them could fuck. It should have not been possible but John could feel his dick getting harder as he contemplated fucking both Trisha and Julie. It felt like he'd been secured to the bed for ten minutes. The sound of the ocean did little to calm him or his aching cock. In the distance John thought he heard clicking noises coming toward the bedroom. The clicking noises got louder and John thought to himself that it was more than one pair of heels on the marble floor of the hallway. His mind raced with the thought of fucking Julie and Trisha. The sound of heels grew louder as they approached the room. Each step and clicking sound brought more blood to his already engorged cock. Suddenly the sounds stopped. John figured that the heels were silenced by carpet in the bedroom and he could almost sense someone had entered the room. A warm pair of lips caressed the helmet of John's cock as a hand started to caress his swollen balls. "Did you miss me?" It was Trisha's voice, so that meant she had indeed brought Julie to the room to fuck. "Yes I did. I was afraid that I was not going to finish fucking you." "Naughty boy, I bet you were going to fuck me and not tell your wife." The conversation needed to stop and the fucking needed to begin. John thought his balls were going to explode. It was at this point one of the women pulled down hard on his ball sack and wrapped something around the base of his cock. "Oh, fuck!" The pain was agonizing as his swollen balls were pulled away from his body. It felt like someone was ripping his nuts off. "Open your mouth, baby." Okay, Julie is sucking my cock thought John as Trisha was continuing to speak to him. John was still biting down on his lip due to the burning sensation in his balls. "John, open your mouth or you are not going to get to fuck me again." This caught his attention long enough to do as instructed. He expected Trisha to climb back onto the bed and mount his face, rubbing her swollen clit against his tongue. His mouth was suddenly filled by something and it did not taste nor feel like pussy. He was gagging on it and wondered what the fuck was happening. As it was pulled out of his mouth he felt the helmet of the thing in his mouth. My God, he had a plastic cock in his mouth. He tried to pull his head away but a pair of hands grabbed his hair and forced the cock deep into him again. "Suck my girl cock, bitch." It was Trisha and she sounded angry. She grabbed his head harder and forced him to gag on the dildo. "Suck it like your wife sucked off those guys in the club and the servants." John was in shock. He could feel his heart racing, despite the pain in his crotch. His flight response was now in full swing and he tried to pull his handcuffed wrists away from the bed. How did he end up here and how could he escape? Was this really Trisha? Maybe it was Anne and Trisha was talking? Maybe Anne stayed home and Julie went shopping with Kelly? It was completely plausible given what Kelly told him earlier about Anne. The blindfold was suddenly gone as blinding light filled his field of vision. It took him a second for his eyes to focus, but once able to see clearly, he saw that it was Trisha fucking his mouth with a strap-on. He could see her, but she was so close to him that he could not tell who else was in the room. Maybe it was Julie? "Suck it now." John tried to move his head away from the plastic phallus, but Trish had a tight grip on his hair. She pushed the dildo deeper into his throat and pulled it almost out. Trisha did this several times, each one almost gagging John. "I said suck it like your wife sucks your cock. You should know how to do it. You've seen her suck you often enough haven't you, John?" Realizing there was no escaping the iron grip Trisha had on his head, he reluctantly started licking the shaft jammed into his throat. Trisha pulled the plastic dick out far enough so he could swirl his tongue on the tip. "Good boy, John; lick the head of my cock" John did as instructed, hoping that Trisha would not shove her strap-on back into his mouth. "I want you to spit on it like you see in porn movies." John pulled his head back, refusing to spit on the dildo. Trisha responded by jamming her dildo past John's closed lips and making him gag on it. "I said spit on it like you see in the movie." The demand was followed up by several rapid thrusts of Trisha's hips toward his head. Each thrust came closer to triggering his gag reflex and forcing him to puke. John looked up at Trisha with watering eyes and shook his head signaling surrender after the sixth thrust. Trisha smiled and pulled the cock out of his mouth for the first time allowing John to catch his breath. "Well man bitch, I'm waiting." With a sense of defeat, John reluctantly spit on the dildo in front of him. "Now suck it again for me." John did as instructed, repeating the spitting and sucking cycle three more times. "I told you that I could seduce him and then fuck his face with a strap-on. You said that my tits were too small for him. Wrong, he would look at any piece of ass after the teasing you gave him over the last couple of days." John could not tell who Trisha was talking with as he could only see her belly piercing and the harness of the strap-on probing his mouth. "Kelly, I told you that I could do it." John's heart stopped when he heard his wife's name. Was she in the room? He was naked and felt even more vulnerable than he did ten seconds ago as he was spitting and sucking on Trisha's dildo. Suddenly the cock was out of his mouth and Trisha had backed away, allowing him to see the entire room. The first person he saw was Anne. She was dressed in a red leather corset and black thigh high boots. He marveled at her beauty and then panicked when he saw the harness and strap-on dangling between her legs. Julie was also in the room, naked except for a pair of heels and a strap-on. My God he thought, there is my wife and she is wearing a strap-on. Kelly was wearing the PVC outfit that Julie had bought the day before at Madame Perry's store. Her 34D breasts were poking out from the holes created by the PVC straps and her nipples were pointing north and hard as stone. His wife was obviously excited by what she was witnessing. "Honey, when we talked this morning, did I forget to mention to you that I accidently told Anne about your dark secret. You know the secret about wanting to be dominated by a woman and fucked in the ass with a strap-on." It was a late night confession to his wife several months ago. John had been watching porn on a Saturday while his wife was at the mall. He'd come across a video of a guy getting fucked by his wife. She was using her vibrator to probe his ass. An hour later and several pegging movies later, John was naked on the bed with his wife's vibrator lodged in his ass. He told Kelly about it later in the evening as they were naked. His wife reached into her nightstand and pulled out the vibrator. She proceeded to suck his cock as she stimulated his rim, but never probed him. "Anne said that she would help me fuck your tight, little ass, baby if you wanted it that bad. I'm sorry that I forgot to mention it to you this morning." The grin on his wife's face scared him as she swayed her hips while walking over to him as he lay on the bed. The hip swaying caused the dildo hanging between her legs to swing to the left then the right, slapping her upper thighs as she walked. "Open your mouth, baby. You are going to suck my girl cock like a good little husband." John felt he had control over the situation at this point, as he no longer had a plastic dick in his mouth. As his wife came closer, she instructed him to open his mouth, which he refused. As Kelly stood by the bed, she again demanded that John open his mouth and suck her girl cock. Trisha, who had backed away from the bed, started moving forward. "Let me help you Kelly. I know how to get little pricks to open their mouths for me." "No. Let me handle this Trisha." Trisha watched as Kelly slowly bent at the waist, putting her lips to his left ear and whispered something to him. John must have thought about what Kelly told him and then gave the group a look of defeat and separated his lips. John did as he was told and his wife thrust her dildo into his mouth. Like he had seen his wife do hundreds of times, he licked the length of his wife's artificial cock. Kelly purred when John ran his tongue on the underside of the dildo and looked her in the eyes. It did not take too long before she grabbed a handful of his hair and started thrusting her hips into his face. John continued to focus on his wife's dildo and did not notice what the other women were doing in the room. The first hint that his situation was going to get worse was a cold feeling on his ass. As he had rolled over slightly toward his wife to better suck on her dildo, his ass was no longer carrying the weight of his body. These allowed someone to spread open his ass cheeks and apply something cold to his butt hole. The cold glob of lube on his ass gave little advance warning to the probing digit. Suburban Wife Ch. 06 Anne stuck her lube coated finger into John's ass, stopping her assault after it was about half way in. John could not see, but could feel her pull it out slightly. Then she pushed it back in further. This continued until Anne had her entire finger in John's ass. One finger was followed by two fingers. This caused John to scream, despite his mouth being stuffed with his wife's dildo. "Relax your ass John and it won't hurt so much." It was Julie who was standing next to his wife. "You will enjoy this so much more if you allow your ass to relax." John's body felt like he was being electrocuted as two of Anne's fingers were now spreading his rectum. It was the same feeling that he got the first time he fucked himself with his wife's vibrator. He couldn't help himself, he moaned despite the dildo shoved in his mouth. "Kelly, did you hear that moan? I think your husband likes sucking a girl dick and getting his ass probed." This time it was Trisha who was talking. The women continued to probe his ass with their lubed fingers. This was quickly replaced with a butt plug and more lube. Kelly pulled her hips back and the dildo came out of her husband's mouth. John hoped his torture would end, but it was not the case. Julie quickly moved to stand in Kelly's place. Looking down at John, she thrust her hips forward and slid her dildo into his waiting mouth. John continued to feel the butt plug as Trisha gave his wife a quick tutorial on how to use it to stretch someone's ass. John started to relax as his ass became accustomed to the foreign invader. Trisha could also sense a change in John as she proudly announced to the group that John was ripe for fucking. Anne moved up to Kelly who was standing next to the bed. "Kelly, John is going to be your servant so you should have the honor of fucking him first." Kelly looked down and smiled at her husband. The ladies released the restraining device used to attach the handcuffs to the bed. Kelly pulled on her girl cock like she had seen her husband do countless times. She grabbed the bottle of lube and made a show of pouring copious amounts along the length of the shaft. With both of her hands, she rubbed it along the shaft as if trying to rub lotion into dry skin. As he was getting bent over, he could hear Anne telling Kelly to make sure that she uses a lot of lube. The feel of cold lube and a pressing on his outer asshole gave him a little warning as to what was coming. Kelly teased his asshole with the head of her dildo and then slowly pushed into her husband. John tried resisting the invasion of his ass, but his wife continued the assault. He didn't realize he was holding his breath until Anne grabbed his face. "Breathe John." "Oh, fuck." The hard slap across his face suddenly refocused his attention from his ass to the stinging sensation in his left cheek. "Breath John, we don't want you passing out." Anne continued to grab handfuls of his hair and pull his face toward her belly button. John tried to calm his breathing to keep from hyperventilating. The first couple of inches were now in his ass. It felt as if he was being ripped apart by a telephone pole. Despite the pain, he could feel his cock pulsating with every heartbeat. John finally started relaxing his ass and Kelly pushed the girl cock deeper into her husband. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck. FUCK" The pleasure and pain was intense. "Fuuuuckkkkkk." "Take my dildo all the way in that tight ass of yours!" Kelly was now starting to get into it. "That's right, take the girl cock in your tight little ass, you slut." This time it was Trisha and she was moving to sit on the bed in front of John. She spread her legs providing him access to the dildo hanging between her legs. "Suck my girl cock you little bitch." At first John resisted, but Julie's hands pushed the back of his head and lips toward the cock. John opened his mouth reluctantly as he swallowed Trisha's dildo. The pace of his wife's ass reaming picked up. "I love the feel of my girl cock rubbing against my clit as I pound your tight little ass." Suddenly Kelly started to shake with powerful orgasm. The pressure against her clit and the mental stimulation of doing something so naughty was overwhelming. "Oh, God" and an incomprehensible scream signaled Kelly's orgasm. John could feel his wife's body shake through the dildo in his ass. Her shaking caused her to momentarily stop fucking him in the ass. As the orgasm passed, she returned to thrusting her hips in and out of her husband's ass. After several more minutes, her moaning signaled another impending orgasm. This one much stronger than the first and was accompanied by a stream of liquid from Kelly's pussy. "Oh God...Oh God...I'm coming." Kelly felt her knees go weak. She had never experienced a squirting orgasm without something jammed inside of her pussy. Her senses were overloaded as she could feel and see her dildo ramming into her husband's ass. It would take her some time to understand that it was not just an orgasm that she was experiencing, but a feeling of control and unrestrained power. After her body stopped shaking, she slowly drew her hips back and pulled the dildo out of her husband's butt. As soon as Kelly pulled out of John, Julie quickly pushed her dildo into his gaping hole. As Julie started to fuck John, Trisha pulled up on his head and withdrew the plastic cock from his mouth. His jaw was starting to hurt and he hoped to get a little reprieve. Trisha was replaced on the bed by Anne, who quickly pulled John's face onto her black dildo. Julie's orgasm signaled a change again, as Trisha quickly moved to fuck John. Where his wife had been tentative for her first time and Julie considerate in her ass raping of him, Trisha was neither as she plunged the full length of her dildo into his ass in one thrust. She grabbed his ass cheeks to spread them further apart, as she pulled her entire dildo out of his ass. The empty feeling lasted for only a second as Trisha again pushed the entire length of her shaft into him. This happened time and again as John lost count of the number of times Trisha did that to him. John was not certain if Trisha had an orgasm as she fucked him, but eventually she pulled her dildo out of John. It was soon replaced by the black dildo strapped to Anne. The thrusts from the dominatrix were more refined than Trisha's, which were a mix of lust and anger. Anne's on the other hand used the dildo more as a tool of control, pinning John to the mattress under him with each thrust. John could tell that she was practiced in the art of fucking a man from behind. The pace of her anal invasion quickened but at a controlled rate, almost to the point that John felt himself getting more aroused. Where John didn't know if Trisha came as she fucked him, it was obvious that Anne did not have an orgasm prior to finishing the first invasion of his ass. As Anne pulled out of his ass, John hoped the women were done using him but that was not the case. His wife again moved behind him and sank her shaft deep into him. This time, Trisha mounted the bed and made John lick her dripping pussy through the opening under the base of the dildo. His mouth was sore, but at least he was not sucking girl cock. Each of the women took turns fucking John again. Both Julie and his wife removed their dildos after fucking him. It made eating their pussies easier and each enjoyed an orgasm courtesy of his tongue and two fingers. It eventually ended when the women removed the cock ring keeping his balls from sucking up into his body. Kelly lay on the bed and pulled John's cock into her dripping pussy. John started to thrust into his wife, while at the same time backing into the strap-on Anne still had stuffed into his ass. It didn't take long for him to burst with all of his pent up cum and frustration from the whole day. Anne continued to thrust into John as he had the most intense orgasm in his life. The room went dark as he screamed in ecstasy. When John came out of the haze, he saw Trisha kissing his wife. Trisha handed Kelly the keys to the handcuffs. "Thanks for letting me girl fuck your husband. We should do it again. By the way, what did you tell John that made him relent?" "I told him that the only way he was ever going to stick his dick in me or any other woman ever again is to stop being a baby and let me fuck his ass. I also told him that if he sucked me off, that I would let him fuck you in the ass if you are up for it." Kelly closed the door and turned to see her husband on his side, wrist still handcuffed in front of his stomach. "So John, what did you think of your little surprise? I know that you've secretly longed to be dominated by a woman. I also know about those dirty videos that you watch on the internet. The videos where the teenager in a cheerleaders outfit pegs the older guy in the ass with the strap-on and then makes him eat her pussy. I also know about dirty stories you read about guys being pegged by their wives or girlfriends." She raised her right index finger placing it on her lips to prevent her husband from talking. "Here is the deal John, if you want to be dominated by women I can do that for you. However, there are some ground rules." John looked up at his wife wondering if it was time for him to speak. He suspected that silence was a better option at the moment. He also didn't resist as she pulled his cuffed hands back up to the bedframe. Kelly refastened them to the frame as Trisha had done previously to restrain him after yoga. "The first rule is that you must comply with anything the women in this house want. It they want their pussies licked, you will do it. If they want your dick inside of them, you must do that as well. If they want you to clean the fucking floor, you must do that. The second rule is that your ass belongs to them, and I mean that in a literal sense. I know that Trisha is eager to fuck you again, and she has my permission. The final rule is that you can fuck any woman on this island if you can convince them to have sex with you. However, you must first get my okay. It can be a verbal agreement or a head nod. Do you understand?" John looked at his wife and pondered her rules. "Yes, but I have a question." "What is it?" "If there are going to be rules, what are the rules regarding you having sex with other people?" "If you have to ask, then you are not ready yet." Spinning on her heels, Kelly walked to the bedroom door. Before she walked out, she looked back over her shoulder at her husband. "I'll give you some time to think about the stupidity of that question. Don't go anywhere." John watched his wife walk out of the room stark naked. "Hey get back here and undo the handcuffs." He continued to yell for his wife, but to no avail. Her heart was pumping at a marathon pace. A part of Kelly's brain told her that she should turn around and set her husband free from his restraints. Anne told her that she would feel this way and that despite her feelings, she needed to keep walking. She needed to keep taking one more step. Each of those steps would further solidify her control. With the next step came the memories of John telling her about his desire to be fucked with a strap-on. The next step brought back the memory of a party one night when he made an off-hand comment about wanting to watch her with a cute blonde. The following step was his comment made during the one time she watched porn with him, in this case a gangbang. He said that she would look a hell of a lot sexier than the woman in the video getting fucked by all of the male actors. The next steps were easier as Kelly made her way downstairs. Yes, she was changing the nature of their marriage, but she did not think her husband would mind as long as she devoted her heart to him. She was not doing anything he had not asked her to do. Okay that was not entirely true. Kelly doesn't ever remember her husband asking to eat the seed of another man out of her pussy. That was firmly her idea, but it certainly is a lot of fun she thought. They would have a talk later, but for now she was going to have some fun controlling him. Kelly walked out on to the pool deck after stopping to grab a drink in the kitchen. Anne was relaxing in a lounge chair with a drink in hand. Trisha was face down on the chaise lounge with Morris' cock buried deep inside of her. "I was going to ask if I missed anything. It seems as if the obvious answer is yes. Morris, you are going to do me next. Is that clear?" "Yes, Mistress Kelly." Anne looked over at the naked young woman. "Did you leave your husband upstairs to ponder his new reality?" "Yes, I did exactly as instructed. You were right; the first couple of steps were hard to take." "John will get over it after you have the next talk with him. Trust me he will come around to opening up your relationship and serving you. Besides, once you tell him that he can sleep with other women he will come around." Anne smiled at the pun, melting her icy demeanor. 'I hope so' thought Kelly as she turned to watch Morris spray Trisha's face with cum. "Anne, am I doing the right thing?" Kelly wondered if asking Anne for advice was proper at this moment. It was the right question, but maybe directed at the wrong person. It was Anne who started Kelly on this path, or at least that is how she saw the situation. "Are you asking me to judge you? I don't define right or wrong, that is up to you to decide. Are you asking me if you are making wise choices regarding your relationship?" "Yes." Kelly said matter of a fact as watched Trisha lick the sticky remains from the end of the servants cock. "I'm not one to judge you, nor is Trisha, the servants or even your own husband. I know you might find this hard to believe, but I have faith in a higher power or God. I believe that she is the only person besides me that can sit in judgment of my actions." Kelly giggled. "You called God a woman." "Why can't God be a woman, why does everyone assume the divine creator is a male? If God created me in her own image, she is fabulous in every way. I would be happy to let her sit in judgment on me." It was obvious that Kelly found a soft spot under Anne's armored exterior. "Kelly, only you can judge if you are making the right choices. Right now you are considering letting one of my servants fuck you while your naked husband is tied up in another woman's bed. If I suddenly showed up on your front door a few days before you left to come here and said that in a weeks' time this would be happening you would call me crazy. You would probably throw me out after I told telling you that five guys would fuck you in a swingers club and that your husband would gladly lick their semen out of your dripping pussy. Those are all choices you've made. I showed you the path. It was your choice to walk down this path. Let me ask you a question. Prior to coming to the island, have you ever thought about another man or men filling you with cum?" Kelly froze for a moment, lost in thought. The obvious answer was yes. Her obsession with John filling her pussy intensified as the couple continued their attempts to conceive a child. "Yes." "How many times did you think about another man filling your pussy?" Kelly blushed as she answered hundreds. "Those were only desires and everyone has them." "Kelly, do you honestly think your husband hasn't had similar desires about the young women working at Starbucks or the older woman at the gym?" "That's not the same." "Kelly, the genetic history of man, no humans, is to reproduce. Monogamy and marriage are creations used to create families, cities and nations. Do you ever think about other men when you are having sex and having a hard time getting off?" Kelly blushed again at her answer. "Yes, but only ever now and then." Anne continued, this time asking if she thought her husband did the same thing. That was an easy answer for Kelly, since she'd seen the porn that her husband watched. "Kelly, when you masturbate do you always think of John?" "No. Does that make me a bad person?" "No Kelly. You are not a bad person because you fantasize about other men or women for that matter. It means that you are human." Kelly continued to listen intently to Anne describe how both husband and wife hid their secret longings from each other. Kelly's guilt was not listening to her husband. John's guilt was not paying enough attention to his wife's desire to be filled with cum. On the surface he may have acknowledge it, but his refusal to realize that she needed more than just his seed was his crime. "I think you need to give your husband a choice in the matter." "What if John says no?" "Are you prepared to accept his decision? Are you prepared to leave the island and this sex crazed mansion behind at the end of the week?" "Yes." "Then I think you are ready to ask your husband the question. Now we just have to think how to package the question." Kelly and Anne both smiled at the young servant as he arrived with another tray of drinks. An hour later Kelly's heels clicked on the tile floor as she approached Trisha's room. She twirled the handcuff key on the small lanyard. With each step, a small amount of cum dripped out of her pussy onto the inside of her thighs. John watched his naked wife walk into the room twirling the key. The sound of her heels on the tile floor roused him from his slumber and triggered the flow of blood to his cock. She climbed up on the bed, straddling his chest. "Have you thought about your question and how silly it was my darling husband?" "Yes." John could see his wife's swollen pussy lips and smell her musky scent. The telltale signs of the servants were dripping out of her pussy onto his chest. It was obvious that she had just finished fucking the servants. He imagined his bride as their massive cocks pounded away at her, filling her to the brim. Kelly looked back over her shoulder at her husband's swollen cock and then locked eyes with him. It was obvious that he could see and smell her soiled cunt and that it excited him. Anne predicted his reaction. "Let's talk about the last question you posed before I left you here to ponder your situation. You asked about rules for me. I think you already know the answer to that question, Johnathan. If you want to continue to debate the finer points of the question we can do so. Alternately, you can accept what the little voices in your head are telling you and accept that my heart will always belong to you. Listen to those voices when they tell you to open your mouth." John pondered the question again, despite mulling this over in his head for the last ninety minutes. He could not deny that he loved his wife and that her wanton sexual behavior turned him on. He could not deny his desire to fuck his wife, Trisha, Ann, Julie, Rebecca from the office and hundreds of other women. He loved his wife more than anything. He felt it in his heart that his wife loved him and that she would always be at his side. Kelly saw the conflict in her husband's eyes. As she looked down between her large breasts, it was obvious there was a mental war being fought in her husband's mind. This was the point of no return. John could start questioning her, which meant that her fun would end with the vacation. Her heart raced as she saw the muscles in his face begin to move, signaling that his mouth was about to open. It seemed as if time slowed down as she waited for words to form and exit his mouth. John's mind was still racing to the conclusion he'd reached an hour before. The answer was at the tip of his tongue. His cock ached with the desire to fuck his wife. He looked up at her inquisitive face and opened his mouth. She expected him to argue with her about fucking the servants and everyone else, but that was not to be.