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Uptight Chloe Backstory Ch. 01

By: DavidAurian



Thank you for the positive reaction to the story "Uptight Chloe Opened Up". Some of the email comments asked about backstory, so here's the first installment. "Uptight Chloe Opened Up" picks up at week 6 of her sexual awakening. This story outlines the first few weeks.

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Geoff scratched his head. He'd never anticipated that something like this might come up and he wasn't sure what to do about it. He poured himself a cold cup of coffee from the pot on the stove, didn't even bother to think about warming it up. It didn't matter. He didn't much like coffee anyway. It was just something to sip.

Upstairs, his beautiful, 44-year old wife Chloe was laying on the bed, masturbating for the third time tonight with a vibrator and her new pink dildo. It came in the mail today. She'd wanted to rip it open as soon as she recognized the label, but had promised to wait till he got home from work.

Geoff thought back over what she'd told him just a few short nights ago. He still found it a little hard to believe, a little hard to accept, but he knew better than to ask too many questions. He'd have to be certifiably crazy to consider his wife's sexual awakening a "problem".

She said it had all started casually enough. She was having her usual Monday morning coffee with her four girlfriends - married mothers like her whose children were now in their late teens or early twenties and either moved or moving out. The conversations went along the usual lines, television, the prices of clothes, and jokes about their husbands insatiable sex drives. 

The five of them had known each other nearly two decades. As the years went by, the word 'insatiable' had undergone an evolution from 'he wants it every night' to 'he wants it more than on birthdays and holidays'. In the early years, they talked about their own sexual wants, fantasies, desires, but those days were long gone. Now, she recognized their conversation as the same kind she saw on countless television shows - the ones that reflected sexless women and clownish husbands. She hadn't given it much thought, just assumed that was how life went. Until recently.

Chloe and Geoff's life had settled into a sexual rut. They'd still find time to make love once or twice a month. He'd always initiate it. Only, of course, after they were safely in bed, lights out, and kids away for the night at a friend or relative's place for an overnight. It was always pleasant, involved a lot of hugging and kissing, a quiet, polite orgasm for him, then her cuddling up and falling asleep, her back spooned against his belly. He'd always make sure to wipe himself dry so she didn't feel anything damp or sticky against her when she fell asleep.

Once in a while, he'd sneak in an additional session of "doing the laundry by hand" for himself, lying stiffly on his side of the bed, dreaming who knew what fantasies, then holding his breath so she wouldn't wake up when he came. Sometimes, she was already awake and smiled benignly. If he needed to do that, well, she was OK with that.

That was pretty much their sex life until two weeks ago. In that time, she'd gone from giving him subtle clues that she might be approachable for sex to using a vibrator her girlfriend had given her. Four nights ago, she confessed to him that she'd masturbated while he was at work. Earlier tonight, she told him that the dildo she'd ordered online had arrived. When they went upstairs at eight o'clock, she'd let him watch her masturbate for the first time every. Then, they'd made love and she came again. He was exhausted, but she was just getting started, so he'd come downstairs for a break while she continued by herself. She expected him back soon.

Geoff drained the coffee from the mug and went to the sink, rinsed it out, set it in the dishwasher. He took two glasses and a pitcher from the counter, put in a tray full of ice cubes, then filled it with cold water. If things got any more intense upstairs, they'd both need something cold to drink later.

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Chloe flicked the vibrator off but held it pressed hard against her crotch, waiting for the shudders to subside. She gulped air, panting hard, sweat dripping down into her eyes. She looked at the dildo laying on the bed beside her, still in its plastic shell. She hadn't opened it yet. She asked herself, am I ready for the next step? Can I really do this?

Geoff opened the door and stared at her. She looked at him for a second, then turned her eyes away. "Don't look at me," she said. A feeling of shame came over her and she pulled the bedsheet up around her shoulders. 

What am I doing? she wondered. Geoff put the pitcher and glasses on the nightstand and climbed onto the bed beside her. He put his arms around her and pulled her close, kissed her forehead, cheeks, ears. She felt herself melt into the safety of his arms.

"Is this okay?" she whispered. She felt his face shift as he smiled. "Who's getting hurt?" She relaxed and smiled. That was one of their ways of saying 'I trust you' and 'everything is all right'.

Chloe pushed herself back and looked into Geoff's eyes. "This is just so, so strange for me. And so exciting! I feel like I've discovered a whole new world!" She slid her feet apart, pushed the sheet off of her body. "When Kristy loaned me the vibrator, I really didn't think I'd enjoy it so much. I felt like it would be, I don't know...an insult to you." She fingered the white plastic head, still damp and sticky with her juices. "But, it's just so amazing..." She pulled her knees up and then leg them drop apart sideways, opening herself up wide. Geoff stared. She'd never been so wanton, not while they were dating, not on the honeymoon, not on their wild Jamaican vacations. "It has a variable speed..." her voice was getting softer, dreamier. She turned the device on, rubbed it slowly between her legs, gently along the outer lips. "You can set it to go faster or slower..." She leaned her head back against the headboard and closed her eyes. "...or make it pulse..." She was breathing quicker now, mouth open and gaping. Her belly was quivering, nipples stiff, mouth trembling. "Oh, Geoff, f..f...f..."

"Fuck you?" he asked.

"Y..yes...fu..."

Geoff reached for her, slid her down until she was flat on the bed. "Still can't say the word, can you?" He pushed her legs further apart, rubbed himself until he was hard, the head of his cock slightly slick with precum.

"No...no, I can't..." she clicked the vibrator into high speed and shook her head. "Come on..." she whispered, raising her hips. "Put it in me..."

Geoff looked down at her. He'd always loved her body, especially in the last few years. Before the kids, they were both swimmers and bikers, muscled in that lithe way that didn't show bulk, but sinew. And, after the kids were born, she'd worked like mad to get that body back. Successfully. Now, in the tension leading up to another orgasm, every muscle was tense, outlined clearly underneath her skin. It turned him on. And her nipples. She'd never had much up top, they'd grown some while she was nursing, but was back to her boyish chest now. Except for the nipples. They'd elongated over the years of nursing and now stood nearly an inch long when she was turned on. Like now. He leaned forward and took the left one between his lips, nibbling gently. She came right away, grunting loudly, digging her nails into the back of his shoulder and pulling him tight against her.

Geoff pulled his head back, held himself up on his arms, looked down at her, waiting for her to stop shuddering. When the orgasm subsided, he looked at her. This time, there was no hesitation, no uncertainty in her. She smiled, wrapped one of her legs around his back, tried to pull him closer.

"Come on..." she coaxed.

Geoff took a deep breath, then said softly, "ask me to fuck you."

Chloe closed her eyes, switched the vibrator to pulse, calmed her breath. "Geoff..." she said quietly. "I want you." The feeling was rising inside her, she as going to cum again, she knew it. And soon. She wanted something inside her.

"Say it," he whispered. He raised his hips, lowered them, rubbed the head of his cock against the inside of her thigh.

Chloe looked at the dildo. It would feel so good up inside her. Pushing her open, pressing deep inside her belly. She looked at Geoff. His cock would feel so good. But she couldn't say it. His head moved forward and she knew she would give in. But not yet. His mouth closed around her right nipple, she felt the warm breath, then the wet of his lips and tongue, lightly moving up and down along the nipple. She felt the thousands of nerve endings leaping alive, feeding electricity directly to her clitoris.

"Say it."

"I want...I want..."

Geoff shifted his position and pressed the head of his cock between her lower lips. He slid forward and back, teasing her, whispering in her ear. 

"Say it. Say it."

Chloe closed her eyes as the feeling overwhelmed her, pushed her hips forward hard, and yelled "yes, fuck me! FUCK ME!" as he slid deep inside her.

Uptight Chloe Backstory Ch. 02



...this story picks up where Chloe Backstory ch 01 leaves off...

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The rest of that night was a non-stop marathon. Once Chloe had crossed that line - once she'd allowed herself to actually say the F-word - another reservoir of long-suppressed desire gushed out of her. She exhausted Geoff quickly, then cuddled close to him and asked him if he'd like to try her new sex toys with her. 

Geoff knew how to use the vibrator Chloe had brought home - he'd experimented with those on other girlfriends - but he had never used a dildo on a woman before - in fact, he had actually never seen one outside of an adult bookstore. He hesitated. When she'd ordered it online a few nights ago, they'd both giggled and smiled, enjoying the surfing like it was a new kind of adventure game for grown-ups. But he hadn't really given any thought to what they'd do when it arrived.

On the other hand, he'd seen enough women using them in videos to have the basic idea. She handed the package to him. He peeled apart the halves of the plastic case and removed the long pink cock. 

"Did you take the lube out of the package?" he asked. She climbed off the edge of the bed and rummaged around the nightstand until she found a bottle of AstroGlide. She put one knee on the bed and tossed it to him.

"I'm going to get some water, do you want some?" she smiled.

He shook his head. "I'm OK." 

She walked to the dresser and picked up one of the glasses he'd brought up earlier. Then, she dipped her hand into the pitcher and took out a handful of ice cubes, dropped them into the glass. He watched her and smiled. Chloe reached into the pitcher again and took a single ice cube out, raised it to her forehead and rubbed it slowly from one temple to the other.

"Mmmm..." she hummed, bringing it slowly down her right cheek. Geoff watched as the small beads of water trickled down her forehead and into her eyebrows. She slid the ice cube across her chin, then back around to her left cheek. It left a trail of small, cool beads he could see from the bed.

He flipped the top of the bottle open and squeezed a bit of lube onto the head of the rubber cock, smearing it around with his fingers. Chloe watched his movements closely, her eyes shining. She slid the ice cube across her lips now, parting them slightly, feeling the cool water drip onto her tongue. Geoff smeared the lube down the side of the shaft, coating half of its ten inch length generously. Chloe put the ice cube into the glass then filled it with water and returned to the bed.

"How do you want it?" Geoff asked, a tease in his voice.

"Are you going to make me ask for it? Like you did before?" She set the glass on the nightstand, then stepped onto the bed, feet wide, straddling him. She raised her arms and pressed her hands against the ceiling, steadying herself. 

"Are you?" she asked. Geoff watched, eyes wide, as she slowly rotated her hips, then bent her knees, squatting just barely but enough for him to see her lips part.

"Are you going to make me ask you?" she repeated, widening the circle she made with her hips and squatting deeper.

"Are you going to make me ask you to fuck me with that dildo?" Now, she pushed herself forward toward him, squatting further, her fingertips barely touching the ceiling. "Are you going to shove that big rubber dong deep up into my va...deep up into my pussy?"

Geoff raised it and held it up, pressed just against the opening.

"Your cunt. Say 'cunt'."

She broke into a wide smile. "Are you going to fuck my hot cunt with that big dildo?" Geoff pushed upward hard and slid nearly half of the thing into her in one stroke. Chloe gasped but rammed herself down hard to meet it, started moving forward and back while Geoff pushed up and down. After just a few strokes, she lost her balance and fell forward, caught herself with her arms against the wall and dropped to her knees on top of him. Geoff held the rubber cock in both hands and she humped back and forth faster and faster until she was near cumming.

"I want to hear you this time," he whispered in her ear. She shook her head and he immediately pulled the cock nearly out of her.

"No!" she screamed, sliding her body back as far as she could, forcing the thing back up inside her. Geoff countered her movements though, pulling back when she slid back, not letting her push it any deeper.

"I want to hear you," he repeated.

"Geoff, I'm not.,.I don't...unhhhh..." she groaned as he buried it deep inside her. "I...I..." He pulled it back again, teasing her, not letting it penetrate her.

"Let me hear you..." and he rammed it back into her. This time she moaned loudly "...nnnnnhhhh!...yes!...yes....oh fuck!....aaaaahhhhh!!!! FUCK ME FUCK ME!!!!!" This time, he matched her pace, pushing deep as she pushed down, pulling it nearly all the way out when she moved up. He held it with only one hand now, she was taking nearly the whole thing, opening her thighs wider and pushing down hard against his hand. "COME ON!! FUCK ME!! DEEPER! PUSH IT!!! DEEPER!!! I'M CUMMING...YES...YES!!!"

Chloe collapsed on top of Geoff, held him tight while she slowly stopped trembling from the orgasm. She reached around between her legs and slid the rubber cock out of her, dropping it on the bed between his legs.

"Do you want in?" she whispered in his ear.

"I'm exhausted," he answered, kissing her neck.

"Do you want to take a nap?"

"A nap? It's one in the morning. We should get to sleep," he laughed.

"I can't. I'm all wound up."

Geoff ran his hands over her bottom. She purred. He didn't know what to think, wasn't sure what to do next. "I hate to say this, but I'm pretty wiped out. Don't you think we should get some rest? We can pick up tomorrow..."

Chloe didn't answer. She had slid off of him and was laying on her right side. She raised her left leg straight up into the air, pointed her toe toward the ceiling, stretched. "I'm just so...antsy. This is like a whole new world to me and I don't want to miss a thing."

Geoff cupped his hand around the back of her neck, pulled her close and kissed her on the mouth. She opened her lips and shot her tongue out against his teeth.

"Whoa, whoa there!" he chuckled, pulling his head back. "Let me at least catch my breath!" She grinned and slapped him playfully across the cheek. "I guess you DO need a nap." Her left hand snaked across his belly and touched his limp flesh. He stiffened slowly. "Or maybe not..."

"Really, I'm not up to it right now," he said, pressing his hand against hers, keeping her from moving. They lay that way for a few minutes, then she turned her head slightly away from him.

"Geoff?"

"Hmm?"

"Is your computer here?"

"Um, yeah. It's usually nearby. Why?"

"I was wondering...about those movies you watch?" She kept her eyes straight ahead, staring at the ceiling as she talked.

"Movies?"

She pushed herself up on one arm, leaned her face close to his. "Yes, the movies. I know about them, I'm not always asleep when you come up here you know..."

Geoff blushed and started to offer an explanation, but she pushed a finger against his lips. "It's not a big deal. I read Cosmo, I know about guy things."

"You never said anything about it."

"No, because I never really cared. And I still don't." She paused. "In fact..." She sat up. "I'm curious. Tell me about it."

"Um..."

"What's your favorite thing to watch?"

Geoff squirmed. He knew that she was opening up, but wasn't sure exactly how far this was going to go.

"Why don't you tell me what you think you'd like to see?" he countered. "Maybe I can find it out there."

"I don't know. I don't know what to look for. You should just tell me what you like to watch and I'll see if I like it."

Geoff felt cornered. Even though she'd been rushing down this road pretty quickly in the last week or so, he didn't know enough about her sexually to know what she might react to badly. Threesomes? Spankings? Other women using vibrators? What did she want to see? What would make her uncomfortable?

"You're being awfully quiet," she prodded after another few minutes.

"I'm just no sure what you'd want to see is all..."

"OK, I'll help you." Chloe sat up, reached for one of the pillows, hugged it tight against her. "Do you remember back before the kids were born, someone recommended a movie to you called Nine and a Half Weeks? Someone at work told you that he and his wife had watched it, then had a wild night of lovemaking?"

Geoff grinned. It had been one of his biggest mistakes. While neither of them was particularly prudish, the movie went too far in too many ways for either of them to really enjoy it. It was the story of two strangers who got together for nine and a half weeks of intense sex. He recalled it as a lot of tying up, a lot of risky behavior in public, and one scene with Kim Basinger and Mickey Rourke in an alleyway in the rain. They'd gone to bed embarrassed and celibate that night.

"One of those scenes..." She stopped, put her face deeper into the pillow. Geoff reached out and stroked her hair, pulled her close again. They hugged for several minutes, neither of them saying anything. Then, Chloe pushed him slightly back and flattened the pillow across her lap. She smoothed it with the palms of her hands. "More than one of those scenes actually. I remember the arc of the movie. Why it scared me. It wasn't what he was doing with her - to her - it was what she was doing to herself."

Geoff didn't remember the movie that well and just nodded.

"He unlocked Pandora's box for her and all kinds of things came out. I remember reading a review of the movie after we'd watched it. The writers kept talking about how Rourke's character was so evil and horrible because he kept pushing her further and further. What I remember from the movie was just the opposite. He was working to keep ahead of her. She'd resist - vocally at least - but was on a journey to discovering some things that were locked up very deep inside of her. Her need to submit." She patted the pillow again. "It scared me. I wonder if I have something like that inside of me..."

Geoff shook his head and reached for her. "That was a movie, it was scripted out and it was meant to be extreme." He said it, but wasn't even convincing himself. They both knew it was allegedly based on a true story. Besides, he had no doubt that those kinds of things happened, with or without having seen the film.

"And there's a huge difference with you. You have me. We are in his together. She was being used, manipulated, taken advantage of."

Chloe nodded. She wasn't sure she felt any better. And she still felt puzzled. Did she have one of those women locked up inside of her? She remembered she'd been turned on by the movie, which made her even more uncomfortable. But, how terrible would it be to submit to someone? As long as they both knew it was a game, wouldn't it feel good to completely give control over to someone else? The thought sent a surprising flutter through her.

"Do you have anything like that?" She asked, a bit more quietly now. "On the internet?" Geoff was not much of an expert at finding things on the web, but he'd found a few websites that specialized in free, amateur porn. His own fetishes ran toward lingerie and group sex, but he'd peeked at several of the other categories as well. But what exactly was she interested in? Whipped cream, strawberries and chocolate sauce or handcuffs and a paddle?

"Well," he said softly. "It depends..." He watched her as she went to get the laptop. She handed it to him, leaned over him and gave him a peck on the forehead. He opened the top and pressed the power button. While the machine booted up, she cuddled against him, resting her head on his shoulder. Her knees pressed against his leg and she rested her right hand on his belly.

"I remember when he told her to masturbate for him. I was so offended. I wanted you to turn off the movie. But I didn't want to be a prude, so I watched." The computer came on and he launched a browser, typed in an address. "Is there one where...she's..." Chloe paused, unsure she wanted to continue. Was she going too fast? Was Pandora's box being tampered with? She flashed for a second on an image of herself in ten years, abandoned by Geoff, living alone in an apartment, masturbating in front of an endless porn loop on television. She laughed.

"What?" Geoff asked nervously.

She shook her head, kissed him. "It's not you. I just had this crazy image. Oh, my parents did a number on me, didn't they? Guilt, guilt, guilt."

Geoff slicked the "search" button and turned to Chloe. "What should I put in?"

She leaned sideways and looked at the screen. There were ads for vibrators and Viagra and small images of couples fucking, girls kissing each other, even an evil-looking woman holding a lit candle, standing in front of another woman who was tied to a table. What the hell? she thought.

"Put, um, 'blindfold' and 'vibrator'," she said. Geoff punched the letters and clicked SEARCH. There were over 1,200 hits in the amateur section. They scanned the thumbnails on the page and Chloe pointed to one that rated 5 out of 5 stars.

Geoff clicked it and it launched a full-screen image of a couple standing next to a cheap looking bed in a cheaper looking hotel room. The girl was naked except for a garter belt and a blindfold. Her hands were tied behind her back. The man was wearing black pants and a black t-shirt. He was muscular with jet black hair and a mask that covered his eyes. He pushed her gently onto the bed, then she swung her legs up and into place. He untied her hands, retied them to the corners of the bed. Then, he tied her ankles to the opposite corners. He raised her bottom and slid two pillows under her. Neither of them talked, the only sound in the room was an occasional squeak of the mattress or a shuffling of sheets.

The man stood up and walked toward the camera, adjusted it slightly, and zoomed in to capture her torso and face. Then, he reappeared in the frame, holding a vibrator and a feather. He flipped on the vibrator and pressed it against her belly, just below the navel. She moaned.

The video was nine minutes long. He teased her with the feather, then applied the vibrator between her legs, bringing her slowly to a huge orgasm. She was bucking up and down, straining at the ropes that held her wrists and ankles and screaming "yes, yes, yes!"

When it was finished, Chloe turned to look at Geoff. He'd obviously enjoyed it but was just as obviously concerned about her reaction.

"So there's a lot of this out there?" she asked. He nodded. "And these are real people?"

"I don't know. I'm just reading what the site says. It sure didn't look like a Hollywood production." They both laughed.

"It was so hot though. The way he started and stopped and started and stopped." She pushed the laptop aside and slid her leg up and down his. "What did you think?"

"I...haven't ever really understood the teasing thing. But she sure seemed to like it."

Chloe leaned forward and kissed his chest, just below the nipple. She was tempted to take his nipple in her mouth but felt uncomfortable and pushed the thought out of her mind.

"Yes, she did." She slid her leg higher, over his cock and onto his belly. "I think I would too. Maybe we can try it?" Geoff didn't answer. She looked at him and could tell he was wrestling with his desire for her and his exhaustion. She smiled.

"Why don't you go to sleep and let me surf a bit more?" she offered. "We can play again tomorrow night, if you like?"

Geoff pulled her close and kissed her again. 

"I like."



Uptight Chloe Backstory Ch. 03



...Chloe continues to explore her new found sexual freedom and appetites...

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Chloe pulled the towel from the top shelf of her locker then pushed it closed and spun the dial on the combination lock. She felt exhilarated, alive with energy. Today's workout had been intense and she'd run overtime, nearly ninety minutes of non-stop circuit training. As she took off her outfit (Orca 226 if you want a visual - blue), she noticed she was feeling every touch more intensely - the feel of her thumb against her shoulder as she pulled the straps down, the zipper against her chest, the nylon fabric sliding along her thighs and calves as she peeled it away from her skin.

She draped the suit across the bench to dry while she showered. As she walked by the mirrors on the way to the sauna, she noticed that every part of her body was covered with sweat. Her memory flashed back to one of the women in the movie she'd found last night after Geoff fell asleep. She'd used his avatar to surf the amateur porn sites and had been up all night watching movies. She'd been most attracted to the athletic women, small breasts (like her), lean, fit, and glistening. She'd been embarrassed watching one of the movies when she realized that the sheen on the woman was not sweat but her boyfriend's ejaculation. By the time she'd seen this for the third time, she was fascinated and couldn't wait to let Geoff cum on her so she could feel it on her skin. Maybe tonight.

Chloe stopped and looked at herself in the mirror. What was she becoming? Should she stop these explorations? How would she bring it up with him? How could she tell him that she was being turned on by the idea of actually watching the juice squirt out of his body, about feeling it splashing against her skin. Where? Her belly? Her...she still hesitated to use the word...tits?

She startled as a woman said "excuse me" and walked behind her. Chloe felt her throat tighten and gulped as she noticed herself in the mirror. She wasn't holding the towel up in front of her as she usually did at the gym, it was draped over her left shoulder. She was standing fully naked in front of the mirror, staring at her own body. She saw her nipples, stiff and dark brown and hard. Standing there naked felt wrong, but exciting. She looked down and noticed that her right hand was actually touching the inside of her thigh. She could feel her pussy...no, her cunt...swollen and damp. She thought about touching herself, how nice her fingers would feel along the lips, fingernails lightly scraping.

With an effort, Chloe shook her head and hurried to the sauna. When she stepped inside, she saw her friend sitting on the top bench.

"Kristy!" 

"Chloe, hi. Wow, you look great." They were alone in the room, Kristy nodded toward the space next to her.

"It's been a great week," she said. There was a level of enthusiasm and eagerness in her voice and they both noticed it. She was feeling happier than she had in a long time and it showed. "And I just had a great workout."

"Was that before you got here?" Kristy asked, then chuckled.

Chloe felt a wide grin across her face, then froze. OMG! She had just practically admitted to her friend that she'd been using the vibrator! She was puzzled when she felt her nipples stiffening and her head getting light.

"No, no, I meant my workout! I..." chattering to mask her embarrassment.

Kristy put up her hands and laughed. "Hey, hey, relax. Here, sit down and relax.""

Chloe put the towel on the wooden bench and sat down on it. Trying to act nonchalant, she reached for the bucket and scooped a bowl of water, splashed it on the heating coils. They both closed their eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the steam as it washed over their bodies.

"What are you doing later?" Kristy asked.

Chloe recognized the tone. Small talk. Recover from the topic. She was relieved.

"Groceries, post office. The usual. You?"

"Drawing class today. Nude model. Mmmm..."

Chloe smiled. Her friend was in her mid-thirties - ten years plus younger than the rest of them - and the classic Free Spirit. She worked a free-lance job writing software for some company across the country and spent most of her time trying one thing or another. Photography. Clarinet. Yoga. Skydiving. The others were doing a good amount of vicarious living though Kristy and they all knew it.

After a few minutes, Chloe opened her eyes and turned her head slightly. Kristy was leaning backward, her shoulders resting against the wall. She was more rounded than Chloe, more muscular. She was a natural 38C and naturally blonde. She wore her hair long and it flowed around her face like a mane. Chloe noticed that she was sitting with her legs open, knees about a foot apart. She admired her friend's comfort with her own body. Most of the women in the sauna would sit with knees pressed tightly, it never occurred to Kristy.

Chloe watched Kristy's belly rise and fall. The fine blonde hairs stood out in relief against the tanned skin and the sweat that coated it. Kristy's mound was trimmed to a thin line of short hair on each side, but it rose upward to just an inch or so below her navel. Chloe was fascinated. She'd never even trimmed herself and had always assumed - until she watched the movies last night - that everyone wore it that way or shaved completely nude.

There was something fascinating about the thin line of short, blonde hair and Chloe's eyes were glued to it. She looked across the mound, turned her head slightly to get a different angle. She felt her nipples stiffening again and panicked. What was she, a lesbian?! She moved her eyes away from Kristy's mound but found that they went to her breasts. She couldn't keep her eyes off the other woman's body. 

Kristy's nipples were rosy pink and relaxed but her breasts were beautiful. The silicon babes in the movies last night had all looked freakish and odd, but Kristy's were laying naturally against her ribs, the weight pulling them to the sides. Chloe noticed three parallel rows of whitish stripes along the outside of her left breasts. Fingernail scratches? She felt a mild, curious urge to reach out and run her finger along the stripes.

"Did you ever think about masturbating in the sauna?"

Chloe broke out of her daze and looked at Kristy. Her eyes were open and she was smiling. She wondered how long she'd been watching her, did she know she'd been staring at her breasts and thinking about touching them? Another wave of embarrassment washed over her, but she felt her pussy clench.

"Uh...no..." Chloe stammered.

Kristy closed her eyes and lay back again. "Oh, I have."

"Have thought about it?" Chloe asked, her voice constricted and choked. She was aroused, wanted to touch herself, wanted to touch Kristy.

"No, I've done it." Chloe panicked and looked at the door. Was Kristy suggesting the two of them do it right there? Touch themselves. Or maybe, oh no! maybe touch each other?

"It's not a lot of fun." Kristy continued, casually. "Too hot. You feel like you're going to pass out." She paused. "Unless you like that kind of thing."

Chloe didn't answer and the room was quiet for another minute. She was flushed with arousal now, felt herself on fire, her cunt open and exposed, nipples straining. She had to focus or she would lean over and touch the other woman. She tried to lay back and relax but found she couldn't. She couldn't resist looking at Kristy, eyes roaming up and down her body. She wanted to touch her.

"How are you liking my toy?" Kristy asked quietly. Chloe nearly came from the rush of embarrassment and humiliation that overcame her. Here she was, sweating naked in this small room with a woman she was longing to touch, then being asked to tell her about her orgasm.

The flood gates opened as she realized she was going to tell Kristy everything, every nuance of her new found desire. Chloe became as excited as a kid in a candy shop as she described her first few times, staying up all night, ordering the dildo online, her attempts at "talking dirty", the idea of teasing, the online videos.

"Whoa, whoa, slow down girl!" They both laughed. "You just crammed ten years of learning into a week! You must be exhausted!"

"No, no, I'm not. That's the thing. I just keep wanting more and more." 

Kristy nodded.

"Like last night. The movies. Do you know there are women who let their boyfriends cum right on their chests, their...tits? And that there are women who will do it with more than one guy? And I don't mean cheating on their husbands, I mean both in the same room at the same time!"

Kristy smiled and enjoyed her friend's excitement.

"And that whole 'taking it in the mouth' thing. Yuck. And some of them even...you know...down there?"

Kristy wasn't sure what she meant and hazarded "you mean, licking another woman down there?"

Chloe leaned back and froze. "What?"

Kristy realized that Chloe must have meant that she'd watched someone having anal sex. She reached out and put her hand on top of Chloe's to reassure her. Chloe tensed as a bolt of lightning shot through her body. 

"That isn't what you meant, is it?" Kristy said, but Chloe didn't respond.

Chloe's head was swimming, she was lost looking at Kristy's face, her bright blue eyes, the thick, blonde hair that framed her face, her look of concern and her her full, sensuous lips. They were irresistible, no wonder she was always flirting, always dating. The sexual promise there was nearly infinite. Without thinking, Chloe slid her free hand forward along the bench until her fingers pushed against Kristy's bottom, leaned forward and moved her mouth closer to Kristy's.

Kristy raised her hand and touched Chloe's chin. She gave her a friendly peck on the lips then started talking again. It was the least painful way she could think of to let her friend off the hook.

Chloe didn't hear a word she was saying. She was stunned and ashamed, humiliated. She'd come on to Kristy! She'd initiated lesbian sex! She was a deviate!

"I'm so sorry, I don't know what I was doing, I have to go," Chloe blurted out, utterly humiliated now. She started to stand up. Kristy grabbed her arm firmly and pulled her back down.

"Hey, hey, it's no big deal. The heat, you know, you get a little bit light headed, and we were talking about sex. It's not a big deal, let it go." Kristy kept rambling until she felt Chloe was comfortable, then poured another scoop of water on the heater.

Chloe trembled, she still felt puzzled and unsure. What had just happened? How did she become so aroused at the though of touching Kristy? Two minutes ago, she was ready to pounce on her right in the sauna. Now, she was feeling guilt and shame about it. She was relieved that Kristy was so casual about it. Maybe it wasn't that unusual. Maybe it wasn't deviant behavior. Maybe she wasn't going insane.

The door of the sauna opened and two younger women came in, giggling and chattering. They were evidently going to a rock concert later and were gushing about the boys in the band. Chloe and Kristy looked at each other and chuckled. They'd both been there. 

"Come on, let's shower up," Kristy suggested.

They were alone in the shower, standing still and letting the hot water run over them.

"So, what's your next adventure?" Kristy asked.

"I'm not sure," Chloe said. Then, tentatively, "I was really, really turned on when I saw the threesome video. First, one of them had her on the bed, then the other one. She didn't even rest in between. And then the first one came back again."

"Ah, the old gangbang thing," Kristy said, keeping it light.

"Isn't a gangbang a bunch of guys?"

"Sure, but you have to start small."

Chloe's yes widened and she shook her head. "Oh, that's not what I meant. I mean, two men in the same day is about as much as I can even think about."

"Yeah, that's quite a big jump to make."

"One thing that I have to ask you, though."

"Sure."

After a few seconds of quiet, Chloe asked "in some of the movies, they turn on the camera while they're already...doing it. But in all of the movies that start with them not already naked, the woman usually...puts it in her mouth."

Kristy couldn't resist a chuckle but immediately felt guilty about it. "How do you and Geoff start?"

"That's personal," Chloe resisted but they both broke out laughing. "I guess after you've shared a vibrator and a kiss in a sauna, that word means something radically different, doesn't it?"

Kristy reached for shampoo and started lathering her hair. Chloe soaped up her arms and legs.

"Well, he slides over to me..."

"Wait, you're already in bed when you start?"

"Lights out, covers up, pajamas on."

Kristy continued working her hair. "OK, go on, Miss Wild and Crazy."

"Then, he slides my nightgown up and I take his...thing out of his pajama bottoms and start rubbing it. We're kissing all the time, it's very romantic. Then, when he's hard, he gets on top of me and we, you know, do it."

Kristy rinsed her hair and stood still, letting the water flow over her face, neck, body, enjoying the feeling, wondering how to answer. Chloe seemed so naive.

"So, you've never put Geoff's penis in your mouth?"

"No, yuck!" Kristy suppressed another chuckle. They were only about ten years apart, but it seemed like they'd grown up on completely different planets. Kristy had been giving head since junior high school when a girlfriend dared her. She didn't mind and found that it was an easy way to get rid of a guy she wasn't really interested in. It was certainly easier than climbing into bed with him and everything that involved.

"Well, what does Geoff think about it?"

Chloe turned the water from hot to icy cold and stood there for a few more minutes. She always ended her showers icy cold, always enjoyed the rush of feeling the change brought on.

"He's never mentioned it. But, I have to admit something, if you promise not to tell."

Kristy leaned closer and whispered "blood promise, sister." They both chuckled.

"I looked at his favorites and a lot of them were about oral sex." She waited to see if Kristy would react, but she didn't. "And, there were some lingerie videos. Some gangbangs. And even..." she paused again. Kristy wasn't showing any reaction but what did that mean? "...even a few where the girl was tied up and spanked."

"Yum," Kristy said. Chloe laughed with relief. She'd panicked last night when she saw them, wondered if there was something wrong with Geoff, but something about Kristy's casual acceptance reassured her.

Kristy caught Chloe's look. This was new territory for her and she was walking into it bravely. "Chloe, people are turned on by all kinds of things. There are guys who are turned on looking at women's feet."

"I know, I've read about it."

"Well, probably. But did you ever really think about it? The universe of sexual possibilities? If Geoff's watching videos of a woman being spanked, he's probably fantasized about it. He's probably fantasized about you that way."

Chloe felt another rush of emotion. Was it freedom or fear? She wasn't sure if the thought made her excited or afraid. Geoff laying in bed, touching himself, thinking about her tied to a bed, or maybe over his knee being spanked or even tied to a column being flogged.

"Chloe? You OK?" Kristy asked, touching her gently on the arm.

"Yes, yes, I'm OK."

"I wondered because you are, um, touching yourself and I don't think this is the right place for it." Chloe was shocked but her hand WAS between her legs, her index finger just barely touching her mound. Immediately, she jerked it away. Kristy laughed. 

"It's no big deal, we're alone. Just don't make it a habit." They turned off their showers and started toweling themselves dry.

"So...?" Kristy began.

"So, what?"

"So, about the 'doing it with two guys' thing. Where does Geoff fit into all of this?"

Chloe was quiet.

"Would he be one of the two guys?" Chloe thought about that. She wasn't sure what she wanted, hadn't taken the fantasy quite that far. How would Geoff react if she brought it up? He'd been going along pretty well with everything so far, but this was a line she didn't know if they should cross. It was the unraveling of the marital vow, their life would begin to fall apart. They'd be divorced in a week. She began to regret brining it up with Kristy.

"I don't know."

"Well, that's a pretty important decision. You can do this behind his back, but I think I know you better than that."

Chloe knew she was right. She couldn't hide it from him and didn't want to. The decision was easy - he would either be in on it or she would put it back into the fantasy category. This new found freedom wasn't worth destroying her world for.

"You're right. He has to be part of it. How am I going to bring it up with him?"

Kristy reached into her locker and took out a pair of panties. The two of them dressed as they continued to talk.

"I've got a guy I'd like you to meet. The two of you. I dated him a couple of years back."

"Why?" She fastened her bra and reached for her top.

"He was a great guy. And sexually, he was pretty much the Mother Lode. We tried all kinds of things and I always felt completely safe with him."

"So why aren't you still together?"

"Commitment issues."

"Surprise!"

The both laughed. Kristy zipped her jeans. "We still get together once in a while when I want to do something crazy."

"I'll bet." Chloe took her watch off of the shelf, strapped it on her wrist. "So, if we wanted to do this, how would we get Geoff and me together with him?"

"What about a double date? I'll introduce you to him, then fade quietly into the background and let the three of you...um...negotiate."

Chloe closed the locker again, pushed her exercise clothes into the duffle bag.

"Let me sleep on it and I'll call you."



Uptight Chloe Backstory Ch. 04



The telephone buzzed for the third time. Geoff turned his head and stared at it but didn't bother to pick it up. Someone else would get it and that was fine with him. He turned back to the monitor and looked at the photos. Each showed a woman and two men naked on a sofa, touching and kissing, the men hard and ready to get started with her. He touched the screen and the browser closed.

The idea turned him on, there was no way around it. He thought back to his teens, sneaking into a the sleazy porno theater to watch gangbang movies. Then, in the late 90's, someone named Dallas or Houston or something like that taking on a string of 500 men. Now, with the internet, it was easy to find and watch movies like that whenever he wanted to. Geoff had kept telling himself that it was an adolescent thing and he'd get over it, but now - in his late 40's - he wasn't so sure he would. Or that he wanted to. Fantasies are fantasies, he told himself. You can't control or predict what is going to turn someone on.

Chloe had dropped a bomb on him last night. She asked him whether he wanted to see her with another man. Geoff had been enjoying her new sexual freedom, her experimentation with the vibrators and the dildos, but she was pushing the edges of his comfort zone now. He thought about how it started.

Last night, when he got home from work, he found her sitting at his desk. The computer was on and she was watching a video with four naked men surrounding a single woman. The woman was wearing a leather collar, a tight black corset, and thigh-high black stockings. She was blindfolded and on her knees on the floor. The men were taking turns mounting her from behind while she moaned and pumped hard.

Chloe was sitting naked on a towel on the chair, the vibrator in her hand and in the middle of an orgasm when he walked in. She was repeating "yes, yes, yes" quietly to herself, still afraid to get too loud in the house. He walked closer and saw that the towel was soaked. She'd been at it a long time. She pushed the mouse and rewound the movie a few seconds. Chloe leaned forward and watched closely as the first man pulled his cock out of the woman, the cum visible just inside her open pussy. She slid the mouse back and forth, watched the scene over and over. Then, she went forward another few seconds to watch the next man enter her, watched the cum ooze out of her. She watched that over and over until she came again.

Geoff was fascinated. What was it about that scene that turned Chloe on? He had never give much thought to what the woman was going through in the gangbang, it was something about the sheer number of men that turned him on. But something else was getting to Chloe. He kept quiet and watch as she fast-forwarded to the next withdraw-and-penetrate scene. Again, she leaned close to the screen. This time, she pushed her tongue out and touched it, licking the ooze from the woman's body. She grunted loudly as she came, jerking in the chair and tossing her head back and forth.

One of the men in the movie walked toward the woman, pulled her head back and started moving toward her, cock in hand. When he pressed it against her lips, Chloe pushed the mouse and rewound the movie back to the start. Geoff nodded. Oral sex had never been part of their life and it looked it still wouldn't be. He'd been angry about that for the first few years, she'd acquiesced and made half-hearted attempts at it, but they both knew it was only a matter of time before he gave up. Eventually, he did. It had been part of both of their upbringing that once you "grew up" you "stopped thinking about sex so much", so it seemed like a natural evolution.

Chloe clicked the browser window closed. To Geoff's surprise, there was another window open underneath. In this one, the frame showed a woman bent over a table, skirt and panties down around her knees, both of her butt cheeks bright red from spanking or paddling. She clicked that window closed. Next was the results page from a search engine. Underneath that, a movie was still running with two women using vibrators on each other. One was a busty blonde, long, fake eyelashes and huge silicon breasts, wearing a Hooters t-shirt and nothing else. The other was a black-haired Latina woman with small breasts and very wide hips. The Latina woman was licking the blonde's tits while she held the vibrator tight against her pussy. The girl moaned and writhed on the bed, almost comically obvious. It was having an effect on Chloe, though. Geoff heard the vibrator turn on again and soon, she was moaning and whispering to herself. The blonde came, then pushed the other woman flat on the bed and dove between her legs. She used her tongue and fingers expertly and Geoff heard Chloe panting and moaning louder. She came at the same time as the woman in the movie.

"Did you enjoy watching that?" she asked.

Geoff fumbled to say something, but Chloe pushed against the desk and spun the chair around. He looked her up and down, at her widely spread legs, soaking wet pussy and thighs, and a wild display of scratch marks all over her belly and breasts. His eyes went back between her legs. He couldn't tear his eyes away from her wide open, swollen pussy, bright pink and glistening.

"I heard you come in," she said, leaning forward slightly. "But I thought you might enjoy watching."

Geoff was silent. She slid out of the chair and knelt on the floor. Slowly, she turned around, presenting herself to him.

"Do you want to fuck me?" A pause. "I'm very wet. I'm soaking, in fact. Do you want to put your cock into me? And cum inside my warm, warm pussy?"

Geoff unzipped his pants unbuckling his belt. He swallowed hard, took a breath.

"Your warm cunt. Cunt. Say it. Ask me to cum inside your warm cunt."

"My warm cunt," she said. Then, "fuck my hot cunt."

Geoff knelt on the floor behind her and rubbed his cockhead against her thigh. She reached between her legs and guided him into her. He pushed his cock in deep and started fucking her, holding her hips tight in his hands. She came quickly, clutching his cock tight in her cunt. He felt her contracting around the base of his cock and came into her, throwing back his head and letting out a roar.

Geoff pulled his cock out of her, wiped it against her leg, then stood and looked down at his pants. The entire front panel was soaking wet. 

"Well, these pants are ruined," he laughed, pulling his zipper up.

Chloe stood up and walked to the kitchen. She took two glasses from the cupboard and filled them with ice water. Geoff walked into the kitchen. She handed him a glass.

Chloe wrapped her free arm around Geoff's waist and pulled him close. They kissed for a long time, him running his hands over her body, she grinding herself against his right leg. He felt her body tense and kissed her harder. She pulled her mouth back away from him, gasping for breath as she had another orgasm. She left another soaking wet patch on his pant leg.

"Why don't you go upstairs and change. I'll get dinner going."

Geoff poured more wine into his wife's glass. She smiled and took a sip. She watched him as he stuck another piece of salmon into his mouth, closed his eyes and chewed.

"Delicious. Just excellent," he complimented her. After a few more minutes, he said, "you're awfully quiet tonight."

Chloe didn't say anything. Her eyes were down and she was pushing at the pasta on her plate. Even after watching the videos together, even after the vibrator and all of the wild sex, she still didn't know how to bring up the subject of inviting another man into their bed. Of her with another man's organ...no, another man's cock in her cunt. Another man's body laying on top of her. She pictured herself laying on the bed, legs wide open, watching him walk closer, climbing onto the bed, touching her belly and tits, then pushing himself up into her while Geoff lay beside her, their mouths locked together in a hot kiss. She closed her eyes and slid a hand between her legs. She could feel the stranger's hands touching her tits, pulling at the nipples. She raised her hips to meet him, opened her thighs further apart and...

"Hey?" Her eyes jerked open and she looked at Geoff.

"What's going on? You're kind of beatin' the bush over there."

Chloe flushed red and pulled her robe tighter around herself. She felt her stiff nipples against the terry cloth and her cunt throbbed again. It was a losing battle trying to calm herself down, her head was swimming with images from the videos. She pictured herself on a dirty mattress in a basement, laying in a pool of cum while a dozen frat boys guzzled beer, smoked cigarettes, and took their turns at her. 

She squeezed her eyes tight and shook her head. The picture changed and she was standing now, completely naked with arms above her head, wrists tied to the ceiling by leather straps, legs wide apart. A man was standing in front of her fully dressed in a formal black suit, holding a wide wooden paddle in his hand. He was smiling wickedly, narrating her upcoming spanking to two couples who were fondling each other on a sofa behind him. There was a crest on the paddle that she recognized from one of the movies. It had shown up more than once and her eyes locked on it. The man stepped closer and she felt herself getting wet. He held up the paddle and showed her the emblem close up. "Tonight, this will be tattooed on her chest to show that you are available for anyone to use." She was shocked and mortified at how much the word aroused her. "Used". "Shared". Those words were in some of the videos she watched and she'd been turned on when she heard them. Now, they were entering her fantasies. She was confused and excited.

Geoff watched his wife as she turned her head slowly side to side, playing with herself. After all those years of her insisting they only fuck with the lights out, only in missionary position, only once a week and best when the kids were spending an overnight with friends, here she was doing herself at the dinner table. He felt his cock stiffen. He wanted to fuck her right there, push the dishes onto the floor and lay her on the table, climb on top of her and do her right there. But he hesitated. He didn't want to get too comfortable with this. Leopards don't change their spots. Maybe this was temporary, maybe it was only a passing thing she would try then "grow out of" as she said.

Or maybe she was finally finding out what had been buried deep inside her all along? Maybe this was the beginning of a lifelong fuck fest. Geoff's fantasies of her in lingerie, of her in a gangbang, of her with...should he even let himself think it?...with another woman. Or tied up. Spanked? Flogged? 

His imagination ran wild now too. An anonymous driver brought them to a party at a mansion, her naked underneath her slicker, a butt plug in place, clamps already biting into her long, stiff nipples. 

They ring the bell. She is taken to the main room by the two French Maid costumed girls at the door, tied to a St. Andrew's Cross and kept aroused - but not allowed to cum - all night. Until the main event at midnight, the caning and gangbang, his wife passed around to all of the rich and formally-dressed women and men who'd been invited to the special event. Taking her home barely conscious and moaning, fingering herself to orgasm over and over in the back of the limousine.

His cock was straining against his pants and he pictured himself walking around the table and pushing it into his wife's mouth. She was flushed and panting, her forearm moving faster now. He imagined pushing just the head between her lips, fucking her face fast until he came all over her cheeks and chin. She stiffened and held her arm steady, her fingers working tiny circles on her clit as she let out a scream and came.

She opened her eyes and looked at him. She teared up slightly and whispered, "I don't know what I'm becoming..."

Geoff got up and walked around the table, held her from behind and kissed the back of her head. "You're fine. You're fine." She reached her hand up and put it behind his neck, pulled him closer. He could smell her pussy on her hand, felt the sticky juice that coated her fingers against his skin. He kissed her neck, tasted the salty sweat that covered her. She was like an animal when she was focused, the same kind of intensity that had won her bicycle races and swim meets and triathlons was now being channeled into their sex life. His cock stiffened again but he just held her calmly.

Chloe held Geoff's head still, she didn't want to look at him when she brought up the subject. She closed her eyes. "Geoff," she whispered, holding him tight.

"Hmmm?" he murmured. He was enjoying the feel of her slightly damp hair against his cheek. He remembered that feeling and the smell of her just after a long race, it reminded him of victory and exhaustion.

"Geoff, those videos," she dropped her voice to nearly a whisper. "The ones with the woman and...two men?"

Geoff closed his eyes. He hadn't expected it but wasn't shocked. Especially given her state right now. He recognized the pattern, he'd gone through it. Deep in a post-masturbation haze, anything seems possible. But could she do it in real life? Could *he* do it? It's one thing to fantasize about your wife fucking another man but it would change everything. There were other real people involved. It was a huge line to cross.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know..." Chloe stammered, leaning forward. Geoff tried to hold her but she slid out of his fingers. She turned and took his face in her hands, looked at him intensely. His eyes met hers, then he lowered them, looking at her naked flesh where the robe was open. He couldn't stop imagining her on the bed, spread open and mounted while he looked at the line of men patiently waiting for their turn.

"I got carried away...I..." Geoff leaned forward and kissed her on the mouth. His hand slid between her legs while his tongue and hers pushed and played in her mouth. He didn't remember how long it had been since he'd actually touched her there. The hair was thick and crusty with her cum from earlier. He slid past it, felt her swollen cunt lips, spread them with his fingers. She moaned and dug her fingers into his shoulders, pulling him closer and kissing harder. He felt her shifting her position in the chair, legs opening wide, hips pushing forward for him. He felt the hard bud, remembered it from earlier girlfriends as her clit, and pushed against it. She started grinding and he took the clue, pushing side to side. She pulled her mouth away from his and gulped in air as her body shook.

"Let me hear you," he said. He lightened his touch and made small circles.

"Oh yes, oh yes," she said quietly.

"Louder," he barked, finger moving faster.

"yes...! yes! yes!" her voice just above normal level.

"Louder!"

"YES!...YES! FASTER! THAT'S IT! FASTER!" He pushed faster, shifting from a light touch to a heavy touch as her hips moved back and forth. She threw her head back, shook her short hair from side to side. "OH FUCK YES! OH YES! OH GOD!" 

"Tell me when you cum."

She was panting now, her breath quick and shallow. "No, no, no...OH SHIT! OH FUCK! PUT YOUR FINGERS INSIDE ME!" She pushed his hand away and fingered her clit, her other hand grabbing his wrist. "Put your finger inside me!" She guided his hand between her legs, lifted herself higher on the chair and opened up. He slid his middle finger deep into her sopping wet pussy.

"Tell me when you cum or we stop," he said firmly. She was jerking up and down now, the hand touching her clit was stopping and starting, teasing herself into a bigger orgasm. He watched her closely. Her body tensed - he'd seen that while she was watching the videos - she was right on the edge.

"Oh...oh...OH...OH!"

"Say it."

"AH! AH! YES! YES!"

Geoff pulled his finger out of her and grabbed her wrist, pulling it away. Her eyes jerked open and she said fiercely, "what are you doing?" 

"I told you to tell me when you cum."

"I can't...I..." Geoff's fingers started working at her clit again. She closed her eyes and moaned. "Oh fuck, yes, oh fuck yes..." She scratched her nails across her chest, scraping them against both nipples, jerking as she did. Geoff watched her in quiet amazement, this was something new.

"OH FUCK! OH GOD! I'M CUMMING!! I'M CUMMING!!!" She screamed loud and bucked wildly against his hand. Her fingers were pinching her nipples hard now, pulling them, twisting them. After several seconds, she gently pushed his hand away and collapsed on the chair.

Geoff raised his hand. He moved his fingers toward his wife's mouth but she turned her head. Baby steps, he told himself. He wiped his fingers on her robe. "Yuck!" she laughed.

Geoff went back to his seat and calmly took a drink of wine.

He looked at her. She was exhausted but alert, still aroused. Geoff had already decided but she was on pins and needles. He was enjoying watching her sitting there, nervous but hopeful. Hopeful that her husband would tell her it was OK for her to put another man's cock inside her. He was still stiff, but decided to wait until they went upstairs for bed before fucking her.

He took another drink of wine. "So, how do we arrange this 'second boyfriend' scenario?"



Uptight Chloe Backstory Ch. 05



Chloe and Geoff arrived at the restaurant first and were shown to their table. They chatted nervously, grinning at each other like high school kids on a first date. Chloe had taken Kristy's advice and worn a fairly sexy outfit, a clingy jersey top with short sleeves, a short flared black skirt, and three inch heels that showed off her toned legs. She'd done up her face - again at Kristy's suggestion - to skirt the line between dressy and trashy. Geoff was in a white shirt, dark jeans and a sports coat. Their sexual tension was already high, they'd made love that morning when they woke up and then again when Geoff came home from work. They were still slightly flushed but had both cleaned up nicely.

David and Kristy arrived together. Chloe was surprised to see Kristy dressed so plainly, a modest brown skirt and light tan blouse. The blouse buttoned at the neck and covered her arms to the wrists. The skirt was wool and several inches below the knee. Her heels were flats and she wore skin-tone nylons. Her hair was pulled back and done in a bun. It was all incredibly conservative and not a look she'd ever seen Kristy in before. Even her makeup was understated, except for the bright plum-colored lipstick. Chloe felt self-conscious about the difference between the way they looked. Kristy was formal and conservative, while she looked and felt a bit of a tart.

David was not at all what she'd expected. Given that he'd dated Kristy, Chloe had imagined a ripped-muscled, six foot two blonde playboy. Instead, he looked like a college professor. Around five-eight, short dark hair, and dressed in a tweed jacket and pants, light blue shirt and a bowtie. Chloe had to repress a laugh. Kristy dating a man in a bowtie shattered every preconception she might have had about either of them.

Dinner was surprisingly relaxed. They talked about the menu, the restaurant and the city. Favorite movie houses, bars, shopping spots. 

Geoff watched David take it all in. He guessed that David was taking inventory of their lives, storing up information for some possible future use. He was a bit on edge, nervous about the proposition of inviting the man back home for a night of wild sex. It made him a little reluctant to answer each and every last question. This was a one-time thing, not a relationship.

Chloe's response was different. She and Kristy had met yesterday to talk about what was going to happen. She hadn't explained all of the details to Geoff - Kristy explained that was the way David preferred it. He wanted to lay out his case on his own terms. And Kristy had made it very clear to Chloe that if David noticed anything amiss - if he sensed that she'd given Geoff anything more than the most basic information about the evening - he'd get up and leave. Chloe watched David work the table. She was amazed and impressed. Kristy and David knew everything that was happening. Chloe knew that David was sizing them up, but Geoff literally knew nothing. She felt herself damp between the legs thinking about that. David was making a monuments decision about their future right there and Geoff was innocently talking about tennis. Another rush of excitement went through her. This man was already manipulating them and she wanted more.

After dessert, Geoff ordered another bottle of wine. The four of them felt comfortable, like old friends getting back together after a long break. He filled all of their glasses, then leaned forward speaking directly to David.

"So, you know why we're here, don't you?"

David smiled and ran his finger around the top of his wine glass. "I know the basics." He leaned forward. "Your wife has discovered that she has a clitoris," he turned to look at Chloe as her face reddened, "and that she is turned on by fantasies of fucking other men." Without breaking eye contact with Geoff, he asked "isn't that right, Chloe?"

Through dry lips, Chloe choked out, "yes, that's right."

Geoff leaned back slightly, but sensed that there was something else going on. Something bigger than he understood. He looked at Chloe, but her eyes were lowered to the table. When he looked at Kristy, she just smiled.

"Is there something going on here that I don't know about?" Geoff asked. He turned to Chloe. "Is there?"

"Geoff, Chloe doesn't know any more than you do," David said. "Kristy," he reached and took her hand, "explained to me that she had a girlfriend who might want to try some...new things. I am very good at arranging new things for people to try, so I wanted to meet you."

"New things?" Geoff asked.

"Well, she initially mentioned a threesome. But I generally find that the desire to experience a threesome is really an indication of something more, something deeper. An opening of some doors." He paused for half a minute. "Chloe, are there other thing you might want to try?"

Chloe took a deep breath, then a sip of wine. Quietly, she said "yes".

David looked back at Geoff. "I think we should get everything out on the table right now. It'll save us all a lot of time."

Geoff nodded.

"How about you, Geoff. Do you have fantasies? Maybe fantasies about your wife? Or even...other kinds of fantasies?"

"Well, sure, who doesn't have fantasies?"

"It sounds like you are in a position to make your fantasies real. You have a very beautiful and willing wife." Without turning his head, David said calmly, "Chloe, put your hands on the table. Palms up." She raised both hands and placed them palm up one on each side of the wine glass in front of her. "Good," he paused, watching Chloe. "Now, listen carefully. I want you to slide your skirt back behind you so your flesh touches the chair you are sitting on. Then, cross your ankles and drop your knees wide apart."

David watched Chloe shift uncomfortably in her seat, wrestling with herself. But for only a few seconds. Geoff watched in silence as his wife rose slightly and slid her hands underneath her, slid the skirt backward, then settled back onto the chair. Geoff felt her knee press against his thigh as she crossed her ankles and opened her legs.

"Very good, Chloe," David continued. "Now, without moving your hands, sit up straight with your elbows held tight against your sides." Chloe sat up straighter. Her shoulders drew back as she pulled in her elbows. She was very aware of how hard her nipples had suddenly become. 

David looked at her. "Your nipples really show through that top, Chloe. Now, please stare directly into Kristy's eyes and open your mouth just the slightest bit...that's right, you can pant slightly. It's OK." Chloe realized she was taking short, quick breaths and flushed red again.

Kristy smiled and pursed her lips, blowing a kiss. Paralyzed with embarrassment, Chloe couldn't respond. She found her attention focused on Kristy's mouth. She realized she wanted to kiss her and her face burned as she blushed even deeper.

"Geoff, any comment?" David asked. Geoff didn't know what to say. His cock was hard watching the two women look at each other.

"Your wife is deeply and naturally submissive, Geoff," David announced. "Did you know that?" He glanced toward Chloe. "You can relax and sit normally Chloe, but keep your skirt where it is and your legs apart." Chloe slid her hands off of the table and tugged at her top, trying - unsuccessfully - to loosen it and hide her hard nipples.

"You may not know it and she may only now be starting to become aware of it, but it's a fact." David paused.

"Let me show you something. Take a look around." Geoff looked around the restaurant. There were a dozen tables, just under half were occupied. A total of eight booths along the walls held another twenty or so people. The hostess and waiters were casually walking between tables, refreshing bread baskets and water glasses.

"Kristy." She turned toward him. "Unbutton your blouse."

Kristy's fingers reached for her second button and undid it. The fabric separated slightly but the top button held it closed. She undid the third, then the fourth, just below her breasts. The fabric separated slightly and Geoff could see her lavender lace bra underneath.

"That's fine, now lean forward just a bit. Stay like that." Kristy's blouse was now open just a bit. Enough for Geoff to see the swell of her breasts. He realized he was staring and looked away.

David reached into his pocket and found a small device. He slid it across the table to Geoff. "Would you like to see your wife's friend cum?" Geoff stared at him puzzled. "It's remote control device for the vibrator she's wearing in her panties." Geoff was fascinated. He didn't know any of Chloe's friends very well. Had Chloe known this all along? That Kristy was a sex freak?

Geoff looked at Kristy than at Chloe, then pushed the device back toward Kristy. "No, thanks. I'm fine."

David watched Geoff's face for a few seconds, then turned to Chloe. "How about you, Chloe?" David asked. "You've been using Kristy's vibrator for weeks now, haven't you? Making yourself cum? You could return the favor." He turned to Kristy and nodded. Kristy slid the device across the table, placing it directly in front of Chloe. She knew what she wanted to do. She wanted to leap across the table and kiss Kristy's full lips, finger her until she came, then go home and fuck David and Geoff until she passed out. She felt her cunt moisten and swell and her nipples stiffen even more against her bra. She was getting dizzy again with arousal.

Slowly, she reached for the device, watching Geoff's face. Just as her fingers touched it, David pulled it out of the way. "No. I think not." Chloe shuddered slightly. "If Kristy is going to cum for us, it has to be Geoff pressing the button."

David took another drink of wine. Geoff watched him, felt the stirring between his legs. This guy was the real thing. He could keep up with Chloe's wild side AND maybe even bring some of Geoff's own fantasies into reality. With his own wife. 

"Well?" David asked calmly. Geoff paused looking at David then shook his head. He still couldn't bring himself to cross that line with his wife's friend. David picked up the device and put it back in his pocket.

"In any case, I can see that everyone at the table is highly aroused, isn't that true?" He looked at Chloe. "Nipples hard?" then at Jeff, "cock stiff?" He turned to Kristy, then back to Chloe. "Cunts wet?" All three of them lowered their eyes. Geoff and Chloe were terrified that someone might hear David talking. The waitress came back to their table with a pitcher of water.

"So, are we interested in another bottle of wine?" Everyone was silent and she squirmed uncomfortably. Geoff looked up and saw the smile on David's face. He was enjoying this, but there was something more. In David's eyes, Geoff saw a conspiratorial gleam. He wanted them to play this game together.

The waitress's hands trembled slightly as she poured water into the glasses.

"Two scotches for us," Geoff said to her. He turned to David and smiled. "You mentioned you prefer single malt?" David smiled and nodded and the girl left, relieved.

"It appears we have a green light to go ahead with this project. Project Chloe's New Life, something like that?"

Nobody spoke. Geoff felt excitement building but wasn't exactly sure where this was going. The waitress returned with the two glasses. David and Geoff raised them in a toast and Geoff drank his in a single motion; David calmly sipped and savored his.

After a short silence, David said "now, if this were a cheap porno movie, this is the part where I'd have Chloe and Kristy go into the bathroom and swap underpants, then give Geoff the remote control so he could make the night more interesting. But this isn't a story, it's real life." He took another sip of his whisky.

"So, let me spell this out clearly before I go. Geoff, I am not interested in fucking your wife," he looked at Chloe, "no offense." He turned back to Geoff. "But I am interested in taking you two on as a project. Chloe, if you choose to go ahead with this, you will be given to other men. Probably to many, many other men - and woman, who will use you in ways you right now cannot anticipate. You will travel. You will be tied up and exhibited. Spanked. Flogged. Whipped. Caned and cropped. If you start with me, I will ensure you that we will leave no territory unexplored. You will be probed and humiliated, every inch of your body will be desecrated and defiled, all of your boundaries violated." He turned his head. "Geoff, you must be one hundred percent engaged, every step of the way. You will have every fantasy of yours fulfilled, every deep, dark corner of your sexuality probed and serviced. And all with your wife. Your own committed partner for life. You will both go on this adventure together.

"That is my proposal. It is all or nothing."

He pushed his chair back slightly. "And I'm tired. I need to let you two go home and think this over." He stood up and casually turned to Kristy. "Kristy, it's been wonderful seeing you again. I wish I had more time to spend, you dressed deliciously. But," he looked at his watch, "duty calls and I must be going."

He pushed his chair under the table. "Kristy, you have my number. Please call me if they are interested. They have seventy-two hours." As he walked away, he glanced back at her. "You may button your blouse."



Uptight Chloe Backstory Ch. 06



Geoff rolled over in bed and looked at Chloe. The room was dark but he could make her out against the shadows. She was laying flat on her back, eyes closed, arms crossed over her chest. He watched her a few seconds before he spoke.

"You're not asleep, are you?"

"No. You?"

"No."

They were silent for a few minutes, then Chloe slid her hand across the sheet and said, "I'm sorry about the last few days."

Geoff sat up, leaned against the wall and reached for her. She slid closer and rested her head on his chest. He stroked her hair. "Well, like you said Friday night, it was quite a shock."

She turned her head, pressed her lips against his belly and kissed him. He smiled. "I felt like I was standing at the edge of cliff looking down." She leaned against him, rested her cheek against his skin. "The two weeks before that I was going insane, opening up all kinds of new things. And then, when it came to making some real changes, I froze."

Geoff hugged her. He felt himself getting hard but didn't know why. She hadn't touched him since their dinner with David two nights ago when he'd dropped the bomb. "Well, things don't always go the way we expect."

"I know." She was quiet again, rubbed her face against his belly. "Maybe if he hadn't made that comment about you and your 'deep, dark secret desires'." She nibbled at his belly. "I'm sorry I got you into it."

Geoff closed his eyes, enjoyed the feel of her warm breath on his skin. "You didn't get me into anything. We were in it together." He let his mind drift, imagined what it might have been like if they had said "yes" to David's offer. Chloe dressed in fetish gear, Chloe spanked, Chloe in the middle of a gangbang. His deep, dark secret desires. He stopped, remembered what she'd said.

"What did you say?" he asked.

"I was saying that I'm sorry I dragged you into a really strange meeting with that David character. I told Kristy that I was thinking about, you know, fooling around with you and another guy..."

"...like we'd talked about..."

"...yes, like we'd talked about. And she hooked us up with that David. Who made those horrible suggestions. Words like 'probed', 'humiliated', 'violated', 'defiled'." She stopped. His cock had stiffened and pushed its way through the front of his boxers. She stared at it. She felt his breathing underneath her head. It was slow and deep. "He said he would 'defile every inch of my body'." His cock swelled slightly. She reached for it, touched the head gently with her fingertips. It jerked and she heard his suck in his breath. "He said that every one of your most twisted fantasies would be fulfilled." She wrapped her hand around his cock, heard him start to moan. "And that he would use me to do it." He moved his hips slightly up and down, fucking her hand.

"Geoff?" she asked, raising her head and looking at him. Geoff opened his eyes, uncertain how to respond. "Geoff? Were you...okay...with what he was saying?" Geoff froze. He wanted to be honest, knew that this was a crossroads for them, but didn't want to push her into anything. "It turned you on, didn't it?" She slid her hand down further, fingernails lightly stroking his balls.

"I...thought it might be interesting," he said in a slow, measured voice.

"Geoff...Geoff..." Chloe slid her legs across him climbed on top of him, opened her legs and pressed against his crotch. "Geoff. I was *so* turned on, so hot, I wanted to say yes to him right there." She slid her nightgown up over her hips. She was naked underneath and slid his cock easily into her wet hole. "I want to be used. To be given to him. To be his toy." She started rocking up and down slowly, taking Geoff as deep into her as she could. "To be on display and defiled, to be shared, to be pumped full of jism and cum and spunk...to...ah...ahhh...ahhhhh" Chloe ground her hips against Geoff hard and got off quickly.

"I just couldn't. I didn't know how you'd respond. And you didn't say anything about it all day yesterday or today." She continued fucking him, harder now, ramming him up into her, her fingers digging into his chest.

Geoff closed his eyes and raised his hips, slamming into her, matching her motions with his own. He paced his words to his thrusts. "You...are...going...to...be...used... so...hard... every...inch...of...your...body...will...be...ahhhh!!!" Geoff grabbed her hips as he came, pulled her down to him as hard as he could. He felt her legs squeeze around him as she came too. Then, she collapsed on top of him. He felt the cum trickling out of her, dripping over his balls and down the insides of his thighs.

They were silent for several minutes, then Geoff whispered. "So, you are ready to become a toy?" He felt her head nodding against his chest. "And you are ready to have your wife...given over?" He patted her shoulder gently and whispered, "yes. Oh, fuck yes."
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Chloe took another sip of her coffee.

"You're not eating, dear," Alison said. "Is everything all right?"

Alison was the oldest of the women Chloe spent her Monday's with. She'd been one of the original three who'd started the Monday coffee hours years ago. Alison was an attractive woman but in a cold and formal way. Chloe found her sexy in a strange way. Chloe was finding everyone sexy these days. She wondered what it would be like to kiss Alison's thin, bright red lips. Maybe let Alison tell her what to do, tell her what she wanted...

"Is everything all right?" Alison asked again. Chloe roused from her daydream, noticed Kristy was looking at her. Kristy smiled. Am I that obvious? Chloe wondered.

"Yes, yes, just not very hungry today. So, Sandra, you were telling us about your weekend?" 

Chloe was desperate to change the subject, desperate not to have to talk. Her head was swimming, body tense. Kristy and Chloe had been the first ones to arrive and she'd told Kristy to contact David. To tell him "yes" - she was ready. Ready to have her and Geoff's life turned over to Kristy's kinky boyfriend for whatever he had in mind. He'd insisted that both Geoff and Chloe agree to one hundred percent commitment and they were saying yes. She wanted lunch to be over, the day to be over, she wanted Kristy to reach for her phone and call David, for David to arrange whatever the next step would be.

Sandra was talking about a television show she'd been watching with Marco. It was about women who used to work in topless bars. Marco told her how disgusted he was to know that there were women like that out there - women who would show their bodies to strangers for money. Sandra giggled and said that she wondered what it would be like. Alison turned to her and she froze. "Of course, I could never imagine doing something like that. Being a whore like that."

Chloe knew she was lying. She had talked with Sandra once and she'd admitted that Marco was the only man she'd ever slept with. It bothered her, but she would never do anything about it. And now, she was trapped with all of the other women her age, laughing at their own sex drives and putting out when they wanted a new dress or pair of shoes. She looked at Sandra, timid eyes downturned, denying her own sexuality. Sandra's eyes were large and almond-shaped. She had a Middle-Eastern appeal, all jet black hair and high cheekbones. Chloe looked at them and felt her nipples stiffen. She let her eyes wander and they locked on Sandra's cleavage. She had large perfect breasts and always wore low-cut blouses. Chloe wondered what it would be like to run her tongue between them, feeling the firmness pressing against her cheeks. Pictured Sandra on her back, legs spread wide apart while Chloe kissed her belly, tongue moving slowly down toward her navel, then...

"Some ice water?" the waitress asked. Chloe nodded and squeezed her eyes shut, tried to get rid of the images. When she opened them, she was looking squarely at Kristy. Kristy had a wide smile across her face and gave a discrete but knowing nod.

"Chloe, you're looking a little pale. Are you feeling OK? Would you like me to take you home?" She turned her head and saw that Alison was standing next to her. She put her hand on Chloe's shoulder. The touch was electric. She closed her eyes for a second and nearly swooned. She squeezed her thighs together and felt the moisture seep out from between her cunt lips.

"Chloe?" Kristy called to her from across the table. She opened her eyes, reached up and patted  Alison's hand. Kristy stood up and reached out for Chloe. "Let me. I have to leave anyway." Chloe gave a small cough and stood up. "Yes, maybe I'd better go."

She and Kristy left the restaurant and walked toward Kristy's car. Kristy held Chloe's hand, Chloe enjoyed the feel of the soft warm skin pressed against hers.

"So, it's a yes?" Kristy stopped and held out her free hand. Chloe took it and the two women faced each other. Chloe looked at her face. Kristy had a conspiratorial smile, they were in this together somehow. "A yes to what David said?" Kristy continued. "Exhibition? Strangers? Strangers touching you, kissing you, feeling you?" Chloe watched Kristy's face closely. Her lips moved slowly as she talked, the bottom lip shiny with saliva. Warm, tasty saliva. "David *will* have you tied and whipped you know." Her upper lip was firm, her white teeth showed just behind. "He will take every advantage of you that he can." Chloe moved her face closer to Kristy's, smelled her perfume. "He will reduce you to a simple toy. A simple object of pleasure..." Chloe turned her head slightly and parted her lips, moved them closer to Kristy's. "You will be given to an endless stream of men...and women..." Chloe felt Kristy's breath on her bottom lip and lowered her eyelids, licked her lips and opened her mouth slightly wider. 

Kristy pulled back and laughed quietly. "Quite turned on, are we?" She reached her arms up and held Chloe by the shoulders.

Chloe turned bright red. "I'm...I'm not a dyke! I'm so sorry, I don't know what is happening to me..." She felt tears welling in her eyes.

"Chloe! Chloe!" Kristy shook her gently. "You may as well enjoy it. You heard what David said? Men AND women. If you're feeling it," she leaned in closer again, "you'd better get used to going with it." This time, she came in quickly and pressed her mouth against Chloe's. Chloe opened her mouth and she slid her tongue into Kristy's mouth. They kissed for a long time, hands sliding along each other's sides. Chloe wrestled with her feelings. She was turned on, nipples hard, cunt juices flowing, but this was a woman. A woman! She was torn but couldn't stop swimming in the pleasure of Kristy's mouth. Kristy was expert, ran her hands along Chloe's body in just the right places to make her melt. She felt an orgasm rising and pulled back, pushed Kristy away. 

"Not bad for a first timer," Kristy said with a smile. "David will approve."

"David will approve..." Chloe repeated almost hypnotically. Then, "when can we see David?"

"David is waiting at your house. He knew you would say 'yes'."
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Kristy drove them back to Chloe's house.

All during the drive, Chloe's mind flashed back and forth from their dinner with David to the feeling of her mouth pressed warm against Kristy's to the online videos she'd watched both with and without Geoff. The movies with women fucking strangers in threes and fives and tens, women dressed in latex being paraded around and made to masturbate, women being whipped and caned, then vibrated to orgasm. A wave of sex washed over her brain, flooding it with suggestions and possibilities. She still cringed when she thought of the oral sex movies, she'd always turned them off, still couldn't imagine someone actually doing that. Taking a man's penis...no, cock in her mouth.

Chloe's hands slid underneath her skirt, her middle finger touched her clitoris. She closed her eyes and rubbed, remembering a favorite movie. The woman arrived home after work to find her husband and two friends sitting around the television, watching soft-core porn. Soon, they were all kissing and fondling, finally, they all ended up on the bed. She rubbed herself and let out a quiet moan.

"Enjoying yourself?" Kristy asked. Chloe opened her eyes and jerked her hand away, flushed with humiliation. "Oh, you might as well get used to having people watch. It's one of David's favorite fetishes." Chloe took a deep breath and felt her nipples stiffen. Something about what Kristy had said turned her on even more.

"We're here," Kristy announced. She parked the car in the driveway and looked at Chloe. "Ready?" Chloe nodded. They got out of the car. Chloe walked toward the front door but Kristy reached out and grabbed her wrist. "No. Go in through the garage."

Chloe looked at her, puzzled. "David gave me some instructions for you."

"So," Chloe said slowly, "he knew?" She paused. "He was *that* certain?"

Kristy nodded.

"He thinks a lot of himself, doesn't he?" Kristy shook her head. "No. He thinks a lot of you. Of your desire to please. Of your desire to submit to someone else's will." She paused. "Or whim. Now go, into the garage."

Chloe pressed the buttons on the electronic garage lock and the motors whirred. They stepped inside and she closed it again. The garage was empty, Geoff must have parked the cars on the street. She hadn't noticed.

Kristy walked to the back of the garage and picked up a brown paper bag from the table. Without turning around, she said to Chloe, "strip. Now."

Chloe froze and stared at the back of her head. She waited for more but Kristy remained silent and still. Chloe slowly unbuttoned her blouse and started to slide it off of her shoulders. She stopped, realized just where she was and what she was doing. She was starting to strip naked in her own garage. It was insane.

"Move it along, cunt," Kristy said, still with her back to Chloe. Chloe slipped the blouse off, then unsnapped her skirt and slid it dropped it to the floor. Even with her bra and panties still on, she felt exposed and vulnerable. She'd never be able to go through with all of David's program.

Kristy reached her hand into the bag and turned toward her. "Put these on." She threw a pair of handcuffs at Chloe's feet. "And this." She handed her a small rubber plug, diamond shaped with a wide flared base. "Have that up inside of you."

"Kristy, this is all going too fast for..." Kristy slapped her across the face. "Can you please just shut up and get naked?" Chloe looked at her, confused. Kristy leaned forward, held Chloe by the shoulders. "Chloe, this is the last time I'm going to be able to talk to you like this. Understand that David calls the shots. All of them. He told me to prepare you. To talk to you like this. To see how you would react. This is your last chance to change your mind."

Chloe knew she wouldn't back out. Every inch of her body felt turned on and alive. Lust and humiliation. Arousal and embarrassment. She was practically ready to cum again and Kristy hadn't even touched her. She quickly peeled off her bra and panties, then picked up the small rubber penis. It was diamond shaped, three inches in diameter at its widest point. She pushed it into her mouth, soaking it with saliva, then pressed it gently against her vagina. She opened her knees slightly and pushed it into herself with a single motion.

Then, she picked up the handcuffs. She closed the one side around her left wrist then turned to Kristy. Kristy nodded and she clamped the other one onto her right wrist. Then, she walked to the center of the garage and stood, arms at her sides, feet together, looking directly at Kristy.

"Clap. Clap. Clap." 

She heard the clapping behind her. David. It had to be David. She heard footsteps but didn't turn. She had already picked up some of the rules from the videos she'd watched. Do not move. Do not turn around. Do not speak until spoken to. Do not do anything you are not told to do. She felt her body alive with heat, nipples stiff and hard, cunt swollen and soaked.

She couldn't wait for David to begin using her.



Uptight Chloe Backstory Ch. 07



...continued from Chapter 06...

She heard the clapping behind her. David. It had to be David. She heard footsteps but didn't turn. She had already picked up some of the rules from the videos she'd watched. Do not move. Do not turn around. Do not speak until spoken to. Do not do anything you are not told to do. She felt her body alive with heat, nipples stiff and hard, cunt swollen and soaked.

She couldn't wait for David to begin using her.

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"You are not off to a very good start," she heard David say. She was puzzled. He hadn't asked her to do anything. Other than being a bit slow taking off her clothes for Kristy, what had she done wrong?

"Your husband, Geoff, on the other hand, has already proven to me that he is one hundred percent on board with your training."

"My training?" she asked with a small laugh. She felt David's hand give her a playful slap across her bottom. 

"Well, you can call it whatever you like. I call it training. And, you'll notice that I like to talk." He turned and looked at Kristy. "Isn't that right?"

"That's right. David likes to describe what is going on, sometimes before, sometimes during, sometimes after." Kristy stepped closer to Chloe, leaned in and gave her a peck on the lips. "You'll love it."

Chloe noticed Geoff out of the corner of her eye. He was walking along the wall of the garage, coming around to stand in front of her. He leaned against the tool bench. She looked him up and down. He was wearing a pair of loose fitting jeans and an old t-shirt. He was barefoot. His hair was rumpled and his face looked unshaven. She knew instinctively that he hadn't gone to work today. That made her wonder, how long had David been at the house? A few hours? All day? How did he know even before she'd told Kristy?

"Chloe. I want to read something to you." David stepped around in front of her from the other side, sat down on a pile of storage boxes lined against the wall. He was wearing another brown suit, this time with a bright navy bow tie. "While I read it, I would like it very much if Geoff elaborated on each of the items on the list." Chloe turned and looked at Geoff who was staring at David uncomfortably. David smiled at him.

"This is a list I made of the things Geoff and I have been talking about today." Geoff squirmed a little. "Things he would like me to do to you. Things *he* wants to do to you. Things he *will* do to you." David shook the paper gently. "He and I have a lot of the same tastes, which is always a good thing." He rubbed his chin. "And a lot of my friends have the same tastes. A lot of them." Chloe's eyes stared at the paper but her attention was between her legs. The ten inch chain hanging between the handcuffs was brushing lightly against the insides of her knees and her palms and fingertips were warm on her thighs.

David stood up and walked to her. He stopped inches from her face and stared into her eyes. After a few seconds, she lowered her glance, staring at the floor. "Not too bad. You haven't even been given any training at all and you knew not to look at me." He reached for her left hand and slid it toward her crotch.

"Play with yourself."

Chloe froze. She hadn't considered this. She'd dreamed about the lines of men climbing on top of her in bed, the paddles and canes hitting her naked body, had even fantasized about making love to Kristy, but this was unexpected. It hit her as a little absurd that she hadn't thought of it - of course they would make her do it. It was classic porno film fare.

"I...can't," she murmured feebly, letting her hand slide back down her leg.

David chuckled. "All right. That's okay." He reached out and stroked her hair. "We weren't ready anyway." He pulled her close and kissed her on the forehead. Then, he turned and said to Geoff, "were we?"

Geoff stepped forward. "Chloe..."

David held up his hand. Geoff stopped. Then, he turned to Chloe. "Geoff and I talked about things he'd like to see you do. And we're starting right now." He motioned to Kristy. She went into the house. "You have a few minutes to rest before you go online. Go ahead and sit if you want." He pushed a box toward Chloe. It bumped the back of her calves and she sat down, resting her hands in her lap.

Chloe turned and looked at Geoff. "Before I go online?" Geoff looked at David. All three of them were silent. The door between the garage and the house opened and Kristy stepped through. She was carrying three tripods. Each had a camera attached and a long USB cord.

David went back to the boxes and picked up the paper again. He tapped it with his finger. "Your husband's list." Kristy set up the three cameras, one behind Chloe, one directly in front of her, and one at a 45 degree angle. She turned to Geoff. "Where's the machine?"

Geoff walked to the tool bench and lifted a grey tarp. Underneath was a tower computer and a three monitors. He held out his hand for the USB cords.

"You are about to fulfill one of Geoff's longtime fantasies." David ran his finger down the list. "Ah. 'Broadcast her getting off to some sleazy realtime website.'" David turned to Geoff. "Care to elaborate?"

Geoff was plugging the last of the cameras into the back of the tower. With his back to Chloe, he just said, "no". He clicked an icon on the desktop and the three monitors lit up.

David got up and walked to Geoff, clapped him on the back. "Oh, come on now, Geoff. When we were talking about her earlier, you were *much* more descriptive." Geoff was quiet, adjusted one of the lighting controls on the console. "Geoff," David said with a taunting voice. "You are going to have to get in touch with your inner deviate. Do you remember what you said? Wasn't it something like 'after all this time, I want to see her cunt spread wide open, with the lights on. And not just me.' Something like that?"

Geoff didn't turn from the console. He spoke slowly. "I want a dozen men, a hundred men...looking...at that wet, pink slit. I want them to...watch her squirming, panting, touching herself." He turned and looked directly at Chloe. "Then, I want them to watch her cum."

David smiled. "You two have come to the right place. Some years ago, before everyone and his brother had an Internet channel, I registered with one of the only existing amateur sites. My channel has over two hundred subscribers. I'm actually making quite a bit of money from this, but that's not the point. The point is..." he pointed at the cameras "...that we have the vehicle to make Geoff's dream come true. In..." he looked at his watch "...ten more minutes, you will make your Internet debut."

Chloe's body went limp. She felt her nipples stiffen, and her cunt swell and flow. She knew that if she touched herself just once she would explode. All of those eyes on her...

Chloe dropped to her knees. What the hell am I thinking? I can't do this. They want me to masturbate, to...to cum...to cum in front of other people. She shook her head. "No, no, I can't. I want to but I can't." She crumpled to the floor.

Kristy walked to her, helped her stand up. Chloe's head swum. She felt Kristy's hands on her body, saw the cameras surrounding her, saw Geoff's eager eyes. She leaned toward Kristy, opened her mouth to kiss her. Kristy stroked her belly, fondled her nipples. Chloe moaned and opened her legs, touched herself with both hands. "Yes, yes..."

Kristy stepped back and let go of Chloe. She nearly lost her balance, but David caught her from behind. "There we go. That's what we want." He let her go. "Now, look right into *that* camera and let's give them a show." Chloe turned her head as a series of speakers all around the room came to life. She heard a dozen different voices suggesting what David should do next.

"Nipple clamps."

"Whip her."

"Tie her arms."

"The dildo, use the big one."

Chloe saw herself on the three monitors and felt another flush of embarrassment and humiliation. This really *was* being broadcast over the Internet! There could be dozens or hundreds of men looking at her, standing there naked in the garage, hands between her legs, rocking back and forth. She imagined them, young men, old men, sitting in chairs, lying on beds or sofas, playing with themselves while they looked at her. It turned her on and she opened her knees wider. She rubbed herself slowly, enjoying the feeling of getting closer and closer.

She turned toward one of the monitors again and saw a man's face. Her hands froze, body went stiff. She looked at the other monitors and saw two other, different faces. One of the man had his eyes half closed and was jerking up and down, obviously playing with himself.

"I can't do this!" she yelled, covering herself with her hands. "Oh, please, I can't do this." The voices barked and yelled, taunting her, yelling at David to "do something".

David looked at Geoff. "We had an agreement." Geoff looked at Chloe. She was staring at the video monitor, the one with the man jerking off. He was still playing with himself, enjoying her resistance, her uncertainty.

Geoff said to Kristy, "I think you'd better leave." Then, he turned to Chloe. "Things might start to get rough. You two are friends. You might not want to watch." 

Kristy looked at David and smiled. "So, he doesn't know?" David shook his head. "It's okay, Geoff. I'd like to stay."

Geoff nodded. "It's your call." He walked to the tool bench again. The voices were still clamoring from the speakers. "Let's see some action." "Why did she stop?" "David, this is a new one, isn't it?" He picked up a wooden ping-pong paddle, one with a light blue studded surface. He tucked it underneath his arm, then reached for a length of rope.

"Chloe. Arms out in front of you," he said nervously. He caught the quiver in his voice and coughed. "Arms above your head, and stand under that crossbeam." Chloe looked at him. She was turned on, he'd never really taken charge like that before. She felt her nipples stiffen. She looked up. There was a beam just a few inches to the left. She stepped underneath it and put her arms over her head.

Geoff set the paddle down on the floor in front of her, threw the rope over the wooden beam, let one end drop on the floor. "Hold your hands in front of you." She did and he tied the loose end of the rope around the chain. "Good girl." He gave her a kiss on the mouth.

She heard the voices go quiet, then a few of them urging him on. "Yeah, tie the bitch." "Let's get this cunt going." She tried to ignore them but couldn't. And worse, she couldn't ignore how much it aroused her to her them talk about her like that.

Geoff pulled the other end of the rope slowly, kept pulling until Chloe was on the balls of her feet, arms stretched straight above her head. She felt the strain at her shoulders and along her sides. It was exquisite and it turned her on even more. Geoff handed the rope to Kristy who secured it to a hole in the workbench.

Geoff crouched in front of her and picked up the paddle. He held it up in front of her face, moving it slowly side to side. "You're going to get twenty swats on the ass," he said. Her eyes widened slightly, her cunt twitched. "Twenty on each side." She sucked in a breath, whispered "no..." He turned toward the side-mounted camera. "Is that sufficient?" There was a loud chatter, "yes" "no" "a hundred" "use the whip". He turned back to her. "You are evidently going to be a very popular girl tonight."

He stood to her side, reached for her chin and turned her face toward the monitor directly behind the head-on camera. "Look straight into his eyes, please. And don't break eye contact." He turned to the camera. "Mr. Thomas, is that sufficient?" A voice answered "please sweep that hair off of her forehead." Geoff ran his finger along her hairline, pushing a few stray hairs back into place. "Very nice," Mr. Thomas answered.

Chloe was getting anxious. There was too much ritual in this group, too much teasing, too much preparation. She wanted to be spanked, fucked, hit. "Get on with it!" she wanted to scream.

Geoff stepped to her side and David walked in front of her, just beside Mr. Thomas's camera. "Chloe. I know this is new to you." He ran his hand down her right cheek, down her neck. "And you are not primarily a pain slut." He pinched her nipple and she moaned. "Not yet." He ran his hand over her boyish chest, let her long nipple slide between his first two fingers. "Tho, you have wonderful potential for pain." He pinched her again, twisted slightly this time. She felt her knees go weak, her cunt swell.

"Tonight is not about pain. Tonight is about obedience. You will do anything I tell you to. Maybe not right now, but eventually. Soon." He swept his arm toward the monitors. "For me and my friends. Actually, for me and anyone I allow to use you..." Abruptly, he swung his hand and hit her hard across the left breast. Then, the right. He repeated it over and over until he'd swatted them both ten times. She was moaning and felt water welling in her eyes but she was so turned on she wanted to beg him to do it again. She was on fire. She looked at the men on the monitors. Hungry, horny eyes. Strangers who just saw her as a piece of pussy, a piece of ass, a slut to be used. She shuddered and nearly came.

David raised his hand and Chloe leaned back slightly, offering her tits to him. He smiled and lightly touched her right nipple with his index finger. Then, he touched it to his tongue. "Salty. Nice." He stepped back a few inches. "Geoff, are you seeing this? She offered her titties to me to be slapped. She wants me to hurt her." He ran his finger underneath her chin. 

"Don't you?" Chloe was silent. "Do you want to be hurt?"

She whispered "yes".

David barked "I did not hear you. Do... you... want... to... be... hurt?"

"Yes," Chloe said, louder this time. Loud enough to be heard across the broadcast, loud enough for the men on the live session to cheer her on.

"And you want me to hurt you?" David taunted, slapping her chest again.

"Yes."

"WHAT?" He continued slapping her.

"YES!"

"You dreamed about this?" She shook her head hard "yes, yes, yes!" 

"About the strangers watching?" "Yes!" 

"Without Geoff around?" "Yes!" Geoff looked at David, then at Chloe.

"Without Geoff around to slow you down? To inhibit you?" "Yes! YES! YES!" she screamed loudly. Geoff clenched his teeth. Slow her down? What the fuck?

"Can I hurt you and fuck you? What if he says no? What if your husband says no?" 

"Then fuck him! FUCKING IGNORE HIM!" she yelled. Geoff lurched forward, swung the paddle hard, it cracked across her ass and her body jerked. She screamed as he kept whacking her, counting out loud to twenty.

"Stop, stop," she moaned, "let me catch my breath, give me just a..." Geoff moved to her other cheek and kept swinging. She rocked back and forth, sure he was hitting twice as hard on this side. She felt something pushed into her mouth, saw that Kristy had stuffed a rag between her teeth to keep her quiet. She strained, pulling her body up and down, rising up off of her toes, settling back down, doing everything she could to try to distract herself from the fire spreading across her ass, down her legs, up her back. Nothing worked.

"Twenty," Geoff called, then dropped the paddle to the floor and ran across the room. He leaned over the slop sink and threw up. Chloe let her body go limp and hung from the rafter. She was exhausted and sweaty, her body covered with a shiny film. The voices on the speakers were cheering, jeering, asking for more.

David stepped up to Chloe and removed the rag from her mouth. She gulped down the cool air, shook her head.

"Now, masturbate for the nice men," David said calmly. Kristy untied the rope and Chloe's arms dropped in front of her. She nearly collapsed again but David was holding her elbow. He produced a key and undid the handcuffs. She felt a nudge at her side and looked down. Kristy was holding a vibrator.

Chloe grabbed it wildly, turned it on, turned it to high and pushed its between her cunt lips. "Oh, yes, oh yes, oh fucking goddam yes!" She came in seconds, but didn't stop, she kept it there with her left hand, while her right hand slid around behind her. She slid her fingers up inside her cunt, fucked herself, squatting and humping her hand as deep as she could. She came again, staring at Mr. Thomas on the monitor, then turning to the other camera and licking her lips, trying to be as obscene as she could.

"Watch me, watch me fuck myself, do you like that? Do you like watching your fuck toy? Your hot and horny animal? Do you...ah! ah! ah!" she came again, yelling louder, pushing her fingers deeper. She felt her entire body aroused, on fire, alive.

"Enough," David said, jerking her hand out of her cunt and slapping the vibrator out of her hand.

Chloe heard the plastic hit the floor and was stunned. "What? What the hell?"

Firmly, David repeated, "enough. *I* control your orgasms from now on. Do you understand?"

She was puzzled, how was this part of the game?

"You do not cum unless I tell you to. From now on. Do you understand?"

Chloe quivered, she didn't know if it was anger, arousal, or frustration. She didn't care. What the hell was he saying? Her brain was in a fog of lust.

"That wasn't part of the deal..." she said weakly. She heard footsteps behind her and saw Geoff. He had a small towel in his hand and was wiping his mouth with it. David leaned forward and looked at Geoff. Geoff slid his hand between his wife's legs. "No dear. Everything is part of the deal." He pushed his fingers between her lips and up inside her. "Everything." He let his thumb rub against her clitoris, watched her face melt and heard her moans.

"The camera, Geoff. Don't forget the camera," David said quietly. Geoff turned Chloe slightly, making sure the front of her body was exposed completely, that the lights of the garage caught the glistening sweat all over his wife's lithe body, that the audience could see his hand working her toward her climax. She opened her legs wider, pushed her hips forward. Geoff knew her climax was close when she bit her lower lip.

"Enough," David called. Geoff removed his hand. Chloe stared into his eyes, angry.

"David calls the shots for both of us," Geoff said calmly. He turned to the front camera. "And he said that if I am very, very good," he turned back to Chloe, "I may be allowed to fuck my little whore wife tonight."

David smiled and leaned forward. "Maybe even with the cameras off."

The audience laughed and Geoff smiled at Chloe. "Maybe even with the cameras off." He leaned closer to her. "Our private life is over. You...and I...are now part of the Internet Cybersex Network." He stroked her hair, kissed her cheek. "As long as we agree to work with David, he orchestrates everything we do. David..." he swept his hand toward the cameras "...and his network."

Chloe pressed her body against Geoff. This was more than she had planned on, more than she had anticipated. But she was shocked how turned on she was by the thought. Her body was now David's. David's and his friends. Theirs to direct. She and Geoff were their sex toys. She shuddered again, reached for Geoff's hand, tried to push it between her legs. She needed to cum so bad. Geoff's arm stiffened. "Not unless David says so." She turned to David. "Please?"

David smiled. "Masturbate yourself on camera again." Chloe shook her head. Still, still she couldn't just do it. Not on command. They'd built her up last time. This was different. Geoff touched her cunt, slid his fingers between her soaking wet lips. She didn't know which way to go. All of those men looking. But his finger felt so good...

"Can Geoff..."

"No," David interrupted. "And no vibrator. Just your fingers." He waved for Geoff to step away. She stood there, shaking her head, body quivering. She wanted to cum, needed to cum, but couldn't do it with her fingers.




Uptight Chloe Backstory Ch. 07



"Geoff," he barked. "Twenty on each side. Now!"

Chloe said, "no!", shoved her hand between her legs and started stroking her cunt, but Geoff had already picked up the paddle and was swinging. Chloe didn't have the handcuffs and rope to keep her secure, she stepped aside, turned her ass out of reach.

"It's thirty on each side now," David called. "Chloe, the number keeps going up if you do not stand still." She shook her head but froze in place. She bent over slightly, held her knees tightly with her hands, squeezed her eyes shut to keep herself from moving. Geoff was hitting her solidly but not as hard as the first time.

"Don't fuck with me Geoff," David said quietly. "Hit her." Geoff swung harder, paddling his wife's ass with new enthusiasm. Her head swum, she didn't think she could take it, had stopped counting. Each swat blurred into the next one until she was in a continuous stream of pain.

Finally, it was over. David didn't say anything but Chloe stood taller, faced the camera and started fingering her cunt. She worked hard and fast, her fingers working violently at her clit, her other hand pinching and twisting her nipples. She came to the edge quickly, looked at David with fear.

"So, what is the audience's pleasure? Yes or No?" Chloe barely heard what he said but noticed that the middle screen had split into two sides, red and blue, each side filling up quickly with black tic marks as the electronic votes were tallied. 

"The 'no's' have it," David announced. She saw that the votes were 24 to 18 for "no". She felt Geoff's hands grab her wrists. She wrestled but he was stronger. She panted and moaned, begged David to let her cum. He acted like he didn't hear her. She rubbed her thighs together but it was no good. She couldn't cum.

"I think that will be enough for tonight," David said, facing the middle camera. One by one, the men signed off, a quiet 'beep' from the speakers indicating each disconnect.

David and Geoff sat down on the sofa Geoff had put in the garage a few years back. Kristy was still standing at the computer, disconnecting from the network.

David motioned to Kristy and she slid the box back to Chloe. "Go ahead and sit down. Relax," she said. Chloe settled onto the box, but couldn't concentrate. She was so aroused, every inch of her flesh alive. Even the air in the room was caressing her, teasing her. The cardboard fibers on the box underneath her legs was like a lover's hand. David was saying something but she couldn't focus.

"Your husband's list. We never did get to it," he said. "Kristy, would you please read it to your friend?" Kristy took the list but David held up his hand.

Chloe brought her attention back to the room. "When?" was all she could manage.

"We had lunch then spent the afternoon together," Geoff said. "David explained some things to me. About you. Things he could tell about you just from dinner the other night." Geoff patted his leg and Chloe got up, walked to him and sat in his lap. "So many years." He stroked her thigh and she melted. "So many things we could have been doing. So much time to catch up on." She felt herself safe and warm. And excited. They were embarking on this together. Between Geoff's comfort and David experience, she knew she would be able to do anything they told her to.

"All of the things I've been watching other women do..." He pinched one of her cunt lips tightly between his thumb and finger. She closer her eyes and pushed her cheek against his chest. "The things I'd wondered about..." he pinched harder, pulled the flesh up toward her belly. "...what it would be like to do them to a real woman..." he twisted slightly and she moaned "...to you..." he pinched hard and she jerked. He let go and nodded at Kristy.

"Chloe?" she asked. Chloe looked up. Kristy was standing beside David, his hand doing something underneath her skirt. She touched a finger to the list. "Your husband would like to take you to an adult hotel and just leave you there for the night with the door open. Maybe leave a videotape running so he could watch it with you later. He'd like to pimp you out, then use the money you make to buy you a beautiful piece of jewelry. Then, whenever you wear it, you'll both remember how you earned it." 

Chloe was aroused already, the idea of sharing his desires with two strangers already turned her on, and now that she was hearing them read out loud, she was weak with desire. She spread her knees, opened her legs. "He wants to see you with...oh, my...he wants to see you with me." Kristy leaned forward and kissed Geoff. Chloe glared at them but couldn't deny she wanted Kristy, she'd wanted Kristy for weeks. Kristy pulled back an inch and turned her head, looked Chloe in the eye. "I wonder if he'd like to fuck me? Maybe he'd like to fuck me?" She turned back to Geoff. "Would you like to fuck me? Maybe while Chloe watches? Maybe while she is tied up and watching?" She stood up. "We'll see."

She touched Chloe's hair, Chloe didn't respond. Kristy turned back to the list. "He wants to see your belly striped with a single tail whip. He wants you to cum in public with remote control vibrating panties. That will hurt." She paused. "I know. And one more thing." She leaned forward again, nearly nose to nose with Chloe. "He wants you to learn to deep throat him." She closed her eyes. She knew it was coming but had still managed to keep it out of her mind.

David interrupted her. "Chloe, I want you to know that your husband's fantasies are pretty vanilla in my world. You need to understand that. You can still back out if you want to." Chloe curled closer into Geoff's lap. She looked up at Geoff and whispered, "no".

Geoff looked at David. "We're in it one hundred percent."

David looked at Kristy and smiled. She nodded. "We both knew it," he said. Kristy leaned forward and kissed Chloe in earnest this time. Chloe opened her mouth, reached her arm up and pulled Kristy close. She kissed her deep, felt Kristy's hand between her legs and pushed up hard to meet her. Her finger parted Chloe's lips expertly, her fingertips worked her clit in tiny circles, different than Chloe had ever tried. She bucked up and down against Kristy's hand, sucked hard at her tongue and lips. Geoff looked at David and smiled. The animal in his wife was in charge again. It was an intense sight. Geoff watched closely and when he could tell she was close, he asked David, "can she cum?" Chloe heard that and pumped faster against Kristy's hand, panicked that she might be denied again. Kristy pushed her tongue deep into Chloe's throat and Chloe pulled hard at her own nipples. She started grunting and felt her orgasm coming.

"Enough," David said. 

"NO!" Chloe screamed, trying to pull Kristy close again but it was too late. Kristy was standing and Geoff was holding Chloe's hands so she couldn't touch herself.

"I can't do this, I can't do this!" she cried to Geoff, shaking and rocking her hips up and down. "I have to cum! I'm so close!" Geoff kissed her gently and whispered "shhh, shhhh." Chloe relaxed into his lap but couldn't help squeezing her thighs together over and over, trying to come to some kind of equilibrium.

"All right, Geoff, I think we are finished for the night." David stood up and walked toward the door of the house. "Kristy, please make sure the cameras are put up for the night." Kristy nodded and stood up and started to disassemble the computer gear.

"Chloe," David said. Chloe was quiet. "Chloe? I have an assignment for you." She turned her head. She was weak but couldn't resist the urge to obey him. Something deep inside her was responding to his voice. To being commanded by his voice.

"We are not forgetting your wishes in all of this. I am considering which men in the network will be allowed to penetrate your body. Whose cock will be the first one - other than your husband's - to fuck you. To be deep inside your hot, wet cunt. To shoot his hot cum up inside you. You want that, don't you? You want me to talk to you like this, don't you? You will be hot and wet for his cock, won't you? For this stranger who is going to fuck you?" She didn't respond but was already feeling herself getting closer to cumming. Just from listening to him. What was she becoming?

"I want you to think about something after I leave and all day tomorrow. I am deciding who will use you first. I may choose him from my world. But I may not. I may give you an assignment to pick up a stranger at a bar. Or at a hotel lounge. So, I want the two of you to talk about how you might do that. I will phone you either tomorrow night or Wednesday to let you know my decision. Be prepared."

He reached for the doorknob to enter the house.

"David, hold on," Geoff called. David stopped, hand on the knob. "Yes?"

"Can I...fuck her tonight?"

"Chloe? Your wife?" Chloe felt another flush of heat go through her body. Geoff was getting into this completely. "Can you or may you?"

"May I? May I fuck my wife tonight?"

David was silent for a full minute. Chloe felt herself becoming more and more David's property with each passing second. His ownership was permeating her body and mind, permeating their relationship.

"Kristy?" David said.

"Yes?"

"You have nothing scheduled later tonight, have you?"

"No, David."

"Geoff, if you would like, you can fuck Kristy. But no, you may not fuck Chloe. You may not fuck your wife." He opened the door and walked into their house. Chloe heard him lock the door behind him.

...to be continued...



Uptight Chloe Backstory Ch. 08



...continued from Chapter 07...

"Geoff, if you would like, you can fuck Kristy. But no, you may not fuck Chloe. You may not fuck your wife." He opened the door and walked into their house. Chloe heard him lock the door behind him.

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Kristy woke Chloe up early the next morning. She told her to go downstairs and make breakfast, pancakes, orange juice and sausages. Chloe slid out of bed and reached for her robe. Kristy took it gently from her. 

"Don't you expect me to say something like 'you are to remain naked at all times?'" Chloe lowered her eyes and stood still. She raised her arms over her head and pulled off her burgundy camisole, then slid the silky boxers down her long legs and onto the floor. She took a step toward the door but felt Kristy's hand on her arm. 

Kristy chuckled. "I didn't say you had to be naked, I just wondered if you expected it." She picked up Chloe's night clothes and handed them to her, with the robe. "Go ahead and get dressed, then make us breakfast." She gave Chloe a kiss on the lips, then sat down on the edge of the bed. 

"I'll take care of things up here." She slid the white t-shirt over her head and threw it to the floor. Chloe stared at Kristy's incredible body. She wanted to climb in bed with her, desperate to touch her beautiful flesh anywhere, to taste her mouth, to give her pleasure. Kristy kept her eyes locked on Chloe's as she slid her legs and bottom underneath the covers. 

"Now, you run along," Kristy said. Chloe watched as she slid across the bed, pressing her warm body against Geoff's back. She saw the covers shift and knew Kristy's hand was reaching around him, reaching in front of him, down between his legs. As she walked out the door, she heard a low moan come from her husband's throat.

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Geoff felt lips nibbling at his ear. A hand was slowly rubbing cock and he was responding. He knew it was Kristy's hand. She was touching him so lightly, cupping her palm over the head of his cock, then making a loose circle around the shaft, sliding all the way down to his balls. Then, two fingers lightly touching the sack before the hand slid back up the shaft again. He let himself get lost in the feeling. He'd told David and he knew that David had told Kristy. Right out the gate, she was offering him his favorites.

He let himself get aroused, let his cock go stiff. He pictured Chloe last night, the look on her face as he swung the paddle. She loved it and she couldn't hide it. He knew she'd tried. She didn't want things to move along too fast, didn't want to destroy some image she thought he had of her. But he didn't care. He wanted it gone. He had spent a long, long time living with someone who only barely knew what sex was. He wanted her to go crazy. Over the edge, around the bend.

"Do you want me to suck your cock, Geoff?" Kristy whispered in his ear. "I know you are awake. Your cock is awake, isn't it, Geoff?" He shifted his hips slightly, began pumping into her hand. "Wouldn't you like my mouth around you? Wouldn't you like to fuck the back of my throat? Your wife doesn't suck cock, does she, Geoff?" She tightened her hand slightly, felt him shudder. "I can take you all the way down the back of my throat, Geoff. I can take your cock so deep, you'll have your balls in my mouth too." He bit his lip, felt the orgasm getting closer. "I'll push my tongue up between those balls while you fuck my face, Geoff..." He jerked as he came into her hand. "Ahhh, that's better, isn't it? Unload all of that precious cum into my mouth, Geoff, just feel it like it's my mouth..." He rolled over and grabbed her by the shoulders, climbed on top of her and shoved his still-cumming cock into her cunt and started pumping. He was hard again in less than a minute and pumped away at her harder and harder, trying to build up another orgasm. She wrapped her legs around his back, kissing his neck and lightly playing with his nipples. Geoff was moaning, lost in her body.

"Geoff, Geoff..." Kristy whispered. "Geoff, I think it's time for breakfast." He lifted himself up on his arms and looked at her. "Right, right..." he panted. "Geoff, don't worry about it, nobody can cum like that, twice in a row," she whispered. "You can fuck me again later if you want. I'll be right here. Watching you. And watching Chloe." Kristy nodded her head toward the door.

Geoff pulled his half-stiff cock out of her and looked around the room. Chloe was standing at the door, two glasses of orange juice in her hands. "Was she good, Geoff?" She slammed the glasses onto the dresser and stormed back down the stairs.

Kristy held Geoff tight. "Shhh, shhh. Let her go. This is normal the first time. She'll get used to it." Geoff struggled to get out of bed but she held him tight. "Geoff. This is how it works." She relaxed her grip. "Go have your orange juice." She slid sideways and swung her legs off the edge of the bed.

Geoff got up and walked to the dresser, picked up the glasses and handed one to her. She crossed her right leg over her left and patted the edge of the bed. Geoff sat down. "What now?"

She took a drink from the glass and ran her hand through her hair. "Now, it gets rough again. Chloe is downstairs right now wondering if she's done the right thing, wondering if you're enjoying my cunt more than hers," she leaned closer and softened her voice, "wondering if you like having a younger, tighter little whore wrapped around your cock than you like fucking her." Geoff felt himself getting hard again, was angry with his response. She was toying with him, toying with Chloe, insulting her to see how he'd react. He pushed her away.

"David is not going to like that," she said in a scolding voice.

"Fuck David! I need to see how Chloe..." Kristy pressed her hand to his mouth. "Geoff, this is normal. This is exactly the right way to react. You love her, she's still your wife." He pulled her hand away but didn't say anything. "And, we have to let her go through this as well. If she decides she wants to stop, we'll stop. But, she needs to know we are all serious about how far we're willing to take this." She touched his leg, let her hand rest on his thigh. "We know how far you are willing to go. I read your list. And you just fucked me while your wife watched. You are ready to go all the way."

Geoff stood up, looked at the glass in his hand. "And Chloe?"

Kristy drank the rest of her orange juice.

"I'm betting Chloe will go further thank you ever dreamed of." She stood up, reached for Geoff's robe and pulled it on.

"But, for now, we have to see if breakfast is ready. That's part of the test."

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Kristy walked to the sink and turned on the hot water. 

"I don't smell coffee."

She rinsed the orange juice glasses and put them into the dishwasher. Geoff came around the corner and looked at the kitchen table. It was bare.

"Or the sweet sizzle of breakfast sausages."

Kristy walked across the kitchen and leaned her head slightly into the hallway. Slightly louder now, she said, "I don't even see pancake batter in the bowl." She looked at Geoff, whose face was frozen in a puzzled look. 

"Chloe?" she called in a sing-song voice. "Oh, Chloe dear..."

Kristy walked the few feet down the hall to the bathroom. The door was closed but unlocked. She swung it open and saw Chloe sitting on the toilet, head in her hands, crying. She walked across the room and grabbed Chloe's head by the hair, one hand on each side, pushed her face into her crotch.

"Do you feel that? Do you feel your husband's sticky cum on my belly?" she taunted in a soft, confident voice. She pulled Chloe's head back and leaned forward, kissed her on the forehead, then on the mouth. Chloe tried to pull back but Kristy held her head steady. "I don't think he likes me so much. I think he'd rather fuck you." She pushed her lips onto Chloe's mouth and Chloe opened up, their tongues circling gently. Chloe slid her hands around Kristy's back and felt her smooth skin underneath her fingertips. She opened her legs, pushed forward on the seat, trying to rub herself against Kristy's knee. She felt confused, lost, but so turned on by the combination of watching Geoff and Kristy fucking and now feeling Kristy's mouth on hers. The debauchery was so thick she was swimming in it. Chloe felt Kristy's hand between her legs, opened herself up wider, pushing against her fingers, moving faster, building toward her orgasm. Just as she was about to cum, Kristy pulled back and grabbed her shoulders solidly.

"Our breakfast was supposed to be ready and it wasn't. You may need to be punished for that."

Chloe tried to get her hand between her legs to touch herself but Kristy stopped her. "And punished for that as well." She stepped back and walked out of the bathroom. Chloe fell forward, wiping her forehead on a towel. Her legs were trembling and her cunt swollen and dripping.

She heard Kristy's voice from the other room, "you have ten minutes and we'll forget all about it." Chloe jumped up and headed for the kitchen.

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"It's time to introduce you to a few of your new daily tasks." Kristy was dressed in a light green dress and Geoff in khakis and a pullover. Chloe was still in her sleepwear, the robe tied tight at the waist to cover her.

"Sit," Kristy said, pulling out a chair for her. Chloe sat down and folded her hands on the table. They were in the basement, in the exercise area. Kristy reached underneath the table and produced a manicure case. She opened it, spread some of the pieces on a cloth in front of Chloe.

"David and his friends insist on a few things. One of them is having a daily ritual for you to perform to remind you who actually controls your time and your body during this period."

Chloe looked at Kristy and wrinkled her face. "This is a whole big BDSM thing, isn't it?" Kristy nodded. "I just wanted to try sex with a new guy, why do we have to do this whole 'spanking and obedience' thing?"

Kristy leaned forward slightly and said quietly, "we don't. This is just someting David enjoys. We can easily just tell him, 'David, find me two guys and a hotel room' and he'll do it." She smiled. "But is that really what you want?" Chloe squirmed. "Aren't you having fun?" She didn't want to admit it, but she was so incredibly turned on. Even thinking about David standing there, giving orders made her wet.

"It's...kind of fun, I guess." Kristy smiled at her. She knew better. She'd sensed this in Chloe from the first time they met. But Chloe didn't know it. So, they all had to go slow. Chloe-speed.

"I guess I'll play along," she said.

"Good," Kristy replied. "Now, there are two things we'll try today. First, is this nail polish." She produced three small bottles. "Every morning, you are to put this color on your left pinky," she handed her a small bottle of a white enamel. "Then," she pulled out a small piece of paper, "stencil this design onto the nail with this red color." She held up the paper. It was a triple spiral design, Chloe had never seen it before. "This is a design that we all recognize, we know each other by seeing it."

Chloe looked at Kristy puzzled. "Why don't you have it?"

Kristy chuckled. "This is for slaves like you, silly. You're available to anyone David selects." Chloe stared at her. "I'm special. I only do guys who take showers." Chloe squinted at her, more puzzled than ever. Kristy laughed. "It's only a joke," but her tone wasn't convincing.

Kristy pushed the things aside. "You can do that later." She reached underneath the table again and produced a new exercise suit. It was just like the typical triathlon suits she'd been using all along at the gym and when riding. "Put this on and follow me to the bike."

Chloe stood up and started changing her clothes. Kristy went with Geoff into the exercise room. "We've made some modifications. She'll barely notice them. Thicker stitching at the crotch and something special for the nipples. It'll take a few weeks to have the full effect, but eventually, she won't be able to walk across the room without cumming." She pointed at the home gym equipment. "And this gear has been modified too. Not much, just enough."

Chloe came toward them and Kristy held out an arm. "How does it feel?"

"Wonderful," Chloe purred. "There's something about a new piece of gear that just, I don't know, electrifies you!" Kristy smiled. "Yes. That's the one I want you to use whenever you're working out from now on, either here or at the gym." She dropped her arm. "OK, now, one more thing." Kristy went back to the table again and this time returned with a device that looked like a jock strap with a small golf ball attached to the front. She handed it to Chloe who held it up. "What?"

Kristy took it back and helped Chloe step into it. It was a vibrating device, the ball was a medium sized motor that pressed against her cunt. "I want you to run through your routine. I've watched it, documented it. Thirty minutes of free weights and machines." She raised a hand with a stopwatch. "We'll be timing you." Chloe twitched in surprise, the vibrator had started humming. 

Kristy was quiet until she saw Chloe's face shift just slightly. "Ah, you're feeling it, aren't you?" Chloe didn't respond. Kristy ran her fingertip across Chloe's left nipple and she nearly came. "A special invention of one of David's friends. There are two pieces of stiff material inside each of the cups. Whenever your nipples stiffen - like now - they poke through the slit in the material. Then, when they began to relax, the slit pinches them." Chloe stared at her, excited and afraid. "As you go through arousal after arousal all day, they will eventually be stretched further and further. We'll see how you feel after your workout session is complete."

Kristy leaned forward and kissed Chloe. She felt her nipples stiffen again, felt the almost imperceptible tug of the fabric as they passed through.

"And your workout session starts..." she clicked the stopwatch, "...now."

"Go on, you know what's first." Kristy turned to Geoff and smiled. Chloe walked to the machine and adjusted the weight to 120 pounds, then sat down gingerly to start her chest pull exercises. She finished two reps of fifteen, conscious of the feelings between her legs but ignoring them. Then, twenty push ups and twenty chin ups. She was starting to feel the distraction now. The next exercise was challenging. She lay back with one of the big red balls holding her upper back, belly parallel to the floor, twenty pound free weight directly over her head. It was a tricep exercise and she knew she'd feel the muscle tension all the way to her knees. As she lowered the dumbbell back toward the floor, she felt her attention go directly between her legs. This was going to be a tough one. She lifted her arms, her belly and shoulders doing most of the work but when the weight went down the second time, she moaned. Her hips went up slightly and her knees opened.

Kristy nudged Geoff and pointed at Chloe. She'd broken into a sweat and they could see her knees shaking. Geoff felt himself getting hard watching the muscles along her upper arms work slow and hard to control the weight. Her belly was quivering and her breathing was getting shallow, her hips starting to move slightly side to side. "She's not going to make it," Kristy whispered. Geoff nodded. She held up the stopwatch. Chloe'd been at it just over ten minutes and was already close to orgasm. She'd never last thirty minutes.

Chloe closed her eyes tight and tried to focus on the feelings in her arms, but her burning thigh muscles distracted her. Trying to keep her balance was taking all of her strength, she wanted to double over and grab the vibrator, push it hard against herself and get it over with. But she wanted to prove she could handle it. She went into her fourth rep.

"We've done this before," Kristy said quietly to Geoff. "This is only the beginning." "Of what?" Geoff asked. "Conditioning," Kristy answered. "In less than two weeks, at the rate she's going, the gym will have become a highly eroticized place for your wife. You may have noticed that the oil on the weights smells just a little stronger this morning?" Geoff nodded. "The feel of that rubber ball against her shoulders, the texture of the grips on the weight machines, even the specific amount of weight she's using for each exercise is important. Right now, her brain is making a connection between those things and the vibrator." Geoff nodded. Operant conditioning. Association. "David has worked these associations so hard that he's had women cum from tasting a piece of chocolate or smelling a rose."

They heard a crash and a loud "Ahhh!" as Chloe threw the weight to the floor and pressed the vibrator hard against her crotch, jerking up and down as she came. Kristy smiled at Geoff and said, "maybe we'd better take it a bit slower with her. She's an animal."

Kristy walked calmly to where Chloe was laying on the floor. Chloe looked up at her. "Can we turn this thing off?" she asked quietly. Kristy looked at her and smiled. "I think you know the answer to that question, don't you?" Chloe didn't answer. "Stand up, Chloe."

Chloe rolled over and got to her hands and knees, turned her head and looked at Kristy. "This is kind of silly."

Kristy smiled. "Doesn't really matter does it? It's part of David's thing and we're all playing this big game together, aren't we?" She nudged Chloe with her toe. "Come on now, you have to get on the bicycle."

Chloe stood up and looked just a bit shaken. "I can't get on the seat with this thing attached to me." Kristy grinned and took her by the hand. She led her to the stationary bike. "Let's try, shall we?" Chloe stood over the crossbar and slid backward onto the seat. The vibrator pressed hard against the cushion and she had to raise herself up slightly.

"Looks perfect to me," Kristy said. Chloe understood now. The vibrator pressed against the seat was exactly the point. She'd need to keep her weight in her legs rather than her seat in order to prevent it from pressing uncomfortably against her. Kristy reached for a strap that was hanging below the seat. "This is something new David had me add to the bike." She wrapped it around Chloe's waist, then snapped the end back underneath the seat.

"Keep your feet on the pedals and stand up," Kristy said. Chloe tried but could rise only about eight inches off of the seat. "That's about right." Kristy said. Chloe was puzzled but just nodded. She rested some of her weight back on the seat, legs still supporting the rest so the vibrator didn't hurt.

Kristy stroked her back lightly, neck to bottom, three or four times, walking around her and just quietly watching. Chloe began to melt into the sensation, the vibrator between her legs keeping her near the edge, Kristy's touch moving her closer still. Kristy slid her hand across Chloe's chest now. Her nipples stiffened and Chloe felt the material inside the suit grab them tight again. Kristy smiled. 

"I think you're ready, don't you?" she teased. She pushed the button on the bike's control panel. "Thirty minutes." Chloe began to pedal. Kristy leaned over the machine and started pressing buttons again. "You will need to keep the speed up above 15 miles per hour or the buzzer will sound." Chloe smiled. That was a vigorous pace but she'd done it before. She picked up her pace slightly. "We'll report those to David and he can deal with it as he sees fit." She ran her hand over Chloe's bottom and down her left leg. Chloe shuddered.

"And, we'll be setting the resistance to...well, let's try 3." Kristy pressed the button that adjusted the resistance, watching Chloe's face. They both knew the difference between 15 MPH at resistance 0 and 3. It would take more than double the effort to keep up the same speed.

For the first ten minutes, Chloe was fine. The gym was nothing new and she loved a challenge. But less than five minutes later, she knew she was in trouble. She tried to straighten her legs to get more power per stroke but the belt around her waist prevented that. So, she went the other way and tried resting back on the seat, but the vibrator pushed hard into her crotch and she couldn't stay like that for long either. Now, she understood the brilliance of David's arrangement. With just that little bit of belt, he'd practically guaranteed she'd fail the challenge. It would be like holding a squat for thirty minutes - impossible.




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Chloe picked a spot on the wall and focused on it. It would help, she knew. But would it be enough? She tried a variety of positions, moving her weight from her right to her left leg, leaning against the tip of the seat, tilting her ankles to try and get more distance. Nothing worked.

The muscles in her legs were on fire now, trembling and unreliable and her nipples were being pulled hard by the suit. Sweat was dripping down her face, soaking the top of her outfit. She turned and saw Kristy's face. The look of assurance and victory there turned her on - arousal ran through her like a touch and she came, shuddering head to toe.

The bicycle alarm screamed. She hadn't stopped pedaling but her speed had dropped to ten miles per hour. Kristy made a "1" in the air with her finger and Chloe forced her body to work harder, harder, pick up the pace. She wanted to cum again, all of her concentration was on the little motor between her legs now. She opened her knees wide, but that slowed her down and the alarm went off again. She forced herself to concentrate on the pedaling, tried to listen to the steady rhythm instead of the fierce hunger between her legs and her stiff nipples being tugged further each time her body moved. The sweat was pouring now, she felt it pooling at the backs of her knees and underneath her arms.

Then, there was something between her legs. She moaned out loud but kept pedaling. Kristy was standing behind her, running her middle finger along Chloe's swollen cunt lips. They were clearly visible through the outfit, the new material of the seams pulled hard between them, exaggerating them for anyone who looked. Chloe understood now - where the crotch was usually padded, this outfit was ultra-thin. Kristy's finger moved up and down along the left lip, then the right and she felt every subtle touch. Chloe came again, shaking wildly from head to toe, struggling to keep up the pace.

Geoff stepped closer and stood in front of his wife. She was panting hard and making small animal noises deep in her throat. He wanted to take her right there but knew it wasn't allowed. Kristy motioned for him to kiss Chloe so he did. She devoured his mouth, came again, shuddering and slowing down. The alarm went off again and she pulled back and pedaled even harder.

Kristy pushed her finger against the mouth of Chloe's cunt, pushed the seam of the suit up inside her, felt the wetness gushing through. Chloe pushed her hips backward and forward in time with her pedaling and came again quickly.

"Thirty minutes, Kristy," she heard Geoff say.

"Yes, I see," she said. Kristy pressed the OFF button on the bike's control panel and undid the belt around Chloe's waist. She helped her step off the bike. Chloe was soaking with sweat and the vibrator was still humming. Her breath was ragged and shallow. Kristy stood there for another five minutes, watching Chloe's body tremble as the next orgasm came closer and closer. Just as she was about to explode, Kristy switched the vibrator off.

"Always leave em hungry for more, right?" Kristy chuckled, giving Chloe a light kiss on the mouth. Chloe fought her instinct to touch herself. She felt the pull at her nipples as they relaxed and the material stretched them further. She imagined them chaffed and raw, wondered how she would get the outfit off and panicked.

"A good workout, wouldn't you say?" Kristy asked Chloe. Chloe nodded.

"Well go on then and take a shower. No diddling your cunt. Go get some sleep if you want to. You have the rest of the day off. Tomorrow, another hour down here exercising. Geoff will make sure everything is done properly. No fucking. No cumming. For Chloe. Geoff, you're on your own." Kristy smiled and handed Geoff a card. "This has the phone numbers of three of David's other girls. Feel free to call." She kissed him, ran her hand over his crotch. "Tell them Kristy recommended you."

She stepped closer to Chloe, pulling down the zippered back of her outfit. "And have the little whore dressed nicely tomorrow around dinnertime." She peeled the suit off of Chloe, let it slide to the floor. She smiled at Geoff. 

"David will be bringing a man over at six to fuck your wife."

...to be continued...



Uptight Chloe Backstory Ch. 09



...continued from Chapter 08...

"David will be bringing a man over at six [tomorrow night] to fuck your wife."

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"Can you bring me a little more red wine?" Geoff called over his shoulder.

Chloe put down the magazine she was reading and walked to the stove. She reached for the open bottle of burgundy and pulled the cork. "Here, this works for me."

Geoff poured the wine freely into the pan, stirring and smiling. "This is going to be delicious."

Chloe took the bottle from him, carried it to the cabinet and took out a glass. She poured some for herself, then another glass for him.

"Geoff?" she asked quietly, handing him the wine.

Without looking up from the stove, he answered. "Hmm?"

"What do you think about this whole 'masturbation in the gym' thing?" She stepped closer to him and pressed her side against his, bumping bottoms. "Isn't it kind of silly?"

He put his arm around her and held her close. "I don't know if I'd call it silly. Experimental, I guess. Kind of out there." He squeezed her bottom. "But not silly."

"I know," she said, "and I admit it's kind of fun. I never imagined I could be doing anything like this. Those movies I watched on your machine, they were...strange and freaky when I first watched them. And now, it isn't but a couple of weeks later and I'm actually *doing* some of those things."

Geoff laughed. "I know, I was thinking the same thing. It's pretty amazing. When I first saw some of that amateur stuff online, I thought, no way, these must be professionals. Now, I'm pretty damned convinced it's not."

Chloe leaned closer and nuzzled his neck, kissing him lightly, touching his bottom. "Do you really think David broadcast me over the Internet the other night?"

"I don't know. Maybe just to a few friends, who knows? But there were definitely real time voices talking." He pulled the wooden spoon out of the sauce and stirred the pasta in the other pot. "Check the sausages, OK?"

Chloe lifted the lid off of the other pan. There were four hot Italian sausages sizzling in half an inch of water. "Pretty close to ready." She smiled and kissed him again. "Just like me."

Geoff turned and wrapped both of his arms around her, pulled her close. They kissed for a long time before he pulled back. "You know I can't do anything with you tonight."

She kissed his cheek and ran her hand over his chest. "That's not true is it? You just can't make love to me. We would do other things."

"True," he said, his hands roaming up and down her back. "But, you aren't allowed to cum. It would have to be a tease session..."

She shook her head. "I'm *so* tempted..." She stepped back. "But, I don't know if I could take it."

Geoff smiled, turned back to the stove and turned off the burners.

"Geoff?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you want to call one of those women?" She watched his face, gauging his reaction. "David said you could fuck them if you like." 

Geoff paused to consider his answer. He wasn't really interested in sex with anyone but Chloe. He'd been uncomfortable with Kristy touching him earlier and, even though he did get a little carried away, he knew he wouldn't repeat it. But he also realized there might be some value in letting Chloe wonder. David was bringing a stranger over tonight to fuck his wife. Maybe she needed to think he'd want another woman.

Geoff took a sip of the wine and through about the last few days. David had lost no time getting started, taking liberties with his wife that Geoff would never have attempted. And now, they were talking about another man. Real sex with a real man. Another living, breathing human being mounting his wife, shoving his cock deep insider her, fucking while he and David watched. He was turned on by the idea, but knew that she was nervous and might be having second thoughts.

"It's still pretty early in the evening to think about that," he said, hoping to dodge the question. "What do you think?"

Chloe took a sip of the wine. "It...might be fun to watch."

Geoff picked the pasta pot off of the stove and carried it to the sink. He poured the pasta into the colander, watched the stream rise to the ceiling. "You watched Kristy and me this morning..."

Chloe took the lid off of the pan and took the sausages out, set them on a plate. "I didn't like that. She's a friend, so I didn't expect it," Chloe said. "But, it was funny. She's the one who got me into this. I don't know why I was so surprised..."

Geoff thought about that. It made sense now. It really wasn't the question of Geoff fucking another woman, it was a question of the relationship between Geoff, Kristy and Chloe.

"Well, I have to tell you," Geoff said, setting the pan down and taking her into his arms. "I am very much dis-interested in going to bed with anyone but you." He gave her a long kiss. 

Chloe pulled back and lowered her head a bit. "So, what about tomorrow? Me in bed with someone else?"

"It's what we've been talking about, isn't it? What got the whole thing started?"

"And, you're still OK with it?"

Geoff reached for the pot with the sauce and carried it to the table.

"I'm MORE than OK with it, dear. I can't wait."

Chloe smiled a wide smile. Geoff spooned the pasta and sauce onto two plates and they settled down to eat.

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Wednesday morning came. Geoff put Chloe through her paces in the gym, she worked nearly ninety minutes, alternately sweating and cumming as Geoff worked the various devices connect to her body. She napped from eleven a.m. till one o'clock, then woke and made their lunch. As she worked in the kitchen, she noticed she was still moving slowly from spot to spot. The squat position she had to maintain on the stationary bike was exhausting and her leg muscles were aching. Every move she made reminded her of the bike. The memory turned her on. By the time she brought the sandwiches to the table, she was nearly foggy with lust, wanted to ask Geoff to take her upstairs. But she resisted, enjoying the sweet anticipation of tonight's visit with David's friend.

At four-thirty, she showered and she and Geoff spent another half-hour choosing her outfit. They wanted something sexy but not outrageous, something that would invite the stranger to feel comfortable and aroused, but not give him the impression that she was some cheap tart who did this all the time.

By five-thirty, Chloe was dressed in a knee-length red dress with a burgundy garter, light sheer stockings, and three inch heels. She and Geoff sat anxiously in the living room, sipping wine and turning the pages of magazines, both of them too distracted to read.

The telephone rang and Geoff answered. It was David. He explained to Geoff that he wanted the two of them to begin making love, bringing Chloe to the edge but not letting her cum. He told Geoff that he wanted the room thick with her scent when he and Thomas - the man who would be spending the night with Chloe - arrived.

Geoff hung up the phone and explained David's directions. Chloe was a little taken aback, sheepish about kissing and touching Geoff. David had thrown her into some mental distress and he knew it. She'd been distancing herself from her body in order to allow the stranger to touch her, and now she had to come back and make love with Geoff.

The two of them sat on the sofa, Geoff thrilled to be touching her again the way they had when they first met. He felt something different too - he wasn't preparing her for himself, but for a complete stranger. It shifted everything. When his mouth pressed against hers, she felt strange, unfamiliar. He slid his hand underneath her skirt and was immediately hard, her body was mysterious to him again, a strange wonderland he was visiting for the first time.

Geoff rubbed his hands over her nipples, lightly tugging at them, listening to her moan. Chloe opened her legs wide, her mouth hot and wet, hands pulling Geoff tight against her.

He barely touched her clitoris and she came, shivering and blowing air through her mouth, her jaw quivering. She slid her hand inside his pants and felt his cock, stiff and alive. She rubbed it lightly, her velvety palm stroking the head like a pet.

"Put it in your mouth," Geoff whispered. He knew she would resist but couldn't help himself. She rubbed him faster with her hand, kissed him deeper. Geoff bit his lip, anger building inside him. Her fantasies were bring fulfilled and he still couldn't get her to open her mouth for his cock. Unintentionally, he pinched her nipples harder, twisted them. She moaned and pulled her mouth back from his. "Yes, Geoff, please, more..." What the hell? he thought, but twisted harder. She shuddered and came again, ass grinding into the sofa.

There was a knock at the door. Geoff pulled his hand from between his wife's legs, she let go of his cock and sat up, straightening her hair and adjusting her clothes. 

Geoff got up and pulled his pants around into place, then answered the door. There was a man on the porch, alone. Geoff looked outside for David but he was nowhere to be seen. Geoff invited the man in. He stood just inside the doorway, looked at Chloe and smiled.

He was in his mid thirties, very handsome and dressed in a black suit. Chloe stared at him with hunger. His face was majestic, hair golden, and the bits of him that she could see - his neck and his hands - were tanned and muscled. She felt her nipples stiffen and her cunt swollen and wet. He looked at her casually, then turned his head and nodded at Geoff. His indifference to her turned her on even more. She wanted to run across the room and grab him. Instead, she lowered her eyes and let her knees fall open just an inch.

The man leaned closer to Geoff and spoke softly. Geoff nodded his head and shook his hand. Both of them looked at Chloe. Geoff motioned for her to stand up. She rose quickly and walked to the door. The man watched her as she crossed the room, eyes assessing her body from head to toe. He smiled. She stood trembling, picturing the size of his cock and imagining him naked already, on top of her and thrusting hard. She felt her belly flip flopping.

"Nice," the stranger said. Chloe smiled. Then, he turned and walked off of the porch and back toward his car. Geoff slowly closed the door behind him. Chloe was puzzled, looked at him.

"David changed his mind, said he'll send someone to fuck you tomorrow."

Chloe felt her insides collapse. She was desperate to feel someone's cock inside her, was at the edge of an orgasm, soaking wet and aroused. She reached for Geoff's arm. "You have to fuck me. Right now." She pulled him close and ground her hips against him.

Geoff took her by the arms and pushed her back slightly. "No, we can't do that." Chloe struggled and shivered. "What the hell is he thinking?" she yelled.

Geoff didn't say anything but he knew what David was doing. The other night, David had introduced edging - anticipation, arousal, and denial. Now, he was pushing it one step further. Brilliant. Geoff felt another swell of power. David was turning his wife into a sexual animal and he'd be reaping the benefits for the rest of his life.

"Geoff, take me upstairs and let's play with our toys. We can do that, it's allowed," Chloe purred, tugging at his arm. She took two steps toward the stairs but Geoff didn't move.

"I guess we could go upstairs and make love...fuck," Geoff said quietly. "But, I'd really like a blow job." Chloe stared at him, feeling a flood of emotions from anger to confusion to desperation.

"I just can't picture putting that thing in my mouth," she said quietly. "I'm sorry, Geoff..."

He stormed past her and stomped up the stairs. In a few minutes, he returned with her vibrator and three dildoes in his hands. He carried them into the living room and threw them into a drawer in one of the cabinets. "Well, then, I guess neither of us is going to see much more sex tonight." He walked back toward her, stopped with his hands on his hips. "Want to watch a movie or something?"

Chloe shook her head and spat out, "fuck you," then walked back upstairs. Geoff heard the bedroom door slam shut. He smiled. He was sure his gambit had worked. He pictured her upstairs on the bed, wondering about the blow job, wondering if she could do it. He smiled again. It was only a matter of time.

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Geoff opened his eyes and saw Chloe's shadow moving slowly beside him. The clock on the dresser said it was four thirty in the morning. He felt her hands pulling his pajama bottom down, her breath on his belly. He lay perfectly still, intent on letting her go at her own pace. He felt her fingers holding his soft shaft, felt himself start to stiffen. Then, something soft brushed against the head of his cock. Again. It was either her tongue or one of her lips. His cock responded but he kept his body still. She pulled her head back and lay on his chest, her hand stroking him gently.

They lay like that for a long time until he fell back asleep.

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Thursday morning, Chloe spent another ninety minutes in the home gym, body alternately sweating and straining from the workout and the orgasms. She was slowly acclimating to the stationary bike, her thigh muscles and knees finding an equilibrium that let her ride a full thirty minutes with the alarm only going off once or twice. She stretched a full twenty minutes after the session, exhausted but alive with anticipation. 

Geoff made her nap after her shower. David had advised that. His theory was that it somehow helped further ingrain the connections her body was making between exercise and arousal. Geoff didn't give it much thought, he was along for the ride and David was driving.

At two in the afternoon, David called. Chloe answered and took the directions. She was to masturbate twice, then dress for the evening. David would send over a package with her outfit for the evening. She was to do the full treatment on her hair and makeup, David would supply the shoes and jewelry. She would be picked up at five and taken to a five-star hotel downtown to meet David and Thomas.

Chloe responded immediately and thoroughly to David's commands. She went upstairs and stripped naked, lay on the bed and came with just a touch of the vibrator between her spread legs. Geoff stood beside the bed and watched her, nodding and rubbing his crotch. She ground her hips side to side, the vibrator getting her more and more aroused. He saw her staring at the dildoes they'd brought back from downstairs, picked one up and held it in front of her face. She nodded and said, "put it in me." He shook his head and pressed it lightly against her lips. "No. You suck it."

Chloe opened her mouth and took the head and the first few inches in. It wasn't so hard, but then it wasn't a human cock. She moved her head up and down like she'd seen in the movies, feeling it press against her tongue and cheeks. She pulled her head back and shook it. "Yuck," she said. Geoff nodded. But, inside he was smiling. She'd taken it in her mouth, even if only for a few seconds. Small steps, David had told him. He knelt between her legs and pushed the head of the big rubber cock up between her cunt lips. She spread her legs wider and slid down toward him, trying to get it inside her. He teased her for a second, then pushed it in hard and fast. "Oh, fuck yes!" she screamed, humping against it hard. Geoff pumped hard and fast and Chloe was shaking her head, yelling loud, holding the vibrator with both hands now. She came again and collapsed.

"Oh, yes, YES!" she moaned, arms flat on the bed, exhausted.

Geoff took the vibrator and flicked it off. He rested his head on her thigh, smelling the warmth. He kissed her between the legs. She kept her eyes closed, still uncomfortable with someone being "down there".

"Geoff?"

"Hmmm?"

"Tonight's it. A big deal hotel downtown. I'm to dress formally. David said I am being 'presented'. It's all so elegant and so deliciously obscene..." Her voice drifted off. After a few minutes of silence, she reached down and touched his head. "I have to get dressed."

===

Geoff took a drink of champagne and stared at his wife. She was leaning against the opposite door of the limousine, eyes closed, a glass of champagne in her hand. Her fingers were relaxed, the glass tipped slightly to the side. 

So, this was it. In just a few minutes, they'd arrive at the hotel. David said he would meet them in the lounge on the second floor. Geoff assumed they'd chat a while, then head up to one of the rooms - or suites if he knew David - and Thomas would have his way with his wife. David had told him he could stay and watch or not, it was up to him. Geoff was still undecided. He wanted to be there but knew that it would make her nervous and self-conscious. Geoff smiled. After everything that had happened in the few days, what was there to be self-conscious about? She'd cum in front of David and Kristy. And who knew how many strangers on the Internet? Yet, she still hadn't crossed the line, still hadn't had sex with a stranger.

She slid her left foot forward, moved her legs slightly. Geoff looked at the shoes. Four inch heels this time, a dark green color. The long emerald green dress shimmered as she shifted her legs again. His eyes travelled up her body, rested for a long time on her cleavage. The bra David had sent was a push-up number, it pressed her breasts together close and high. She was wearing a wide choker - green velvet with jade-colored jewels and gold braid. Every inch of her aroused him.

He was getting a little tired of the waiting, of David's game. After their talk the other day, he was certain he trusted him, Chloe wouldn't be in any danger. But at the same time, he didn't like the idea of not having access to his own wife. Especially when David had her cumming over and over during the gym training. He'd been walking around with a hard-on and blue balls for the last three days. But he was being patient. If David was as good as he sounded, he'd be swimming in an ocean of sex for the rest of his life. It was a worthwhile wait.

The car slowed down and stopped. "We're here," they heard from the front seat.

===

Chloe looked around the lounge. There were over a dozen people there, mostly dressed in business clothes, sitting around tables or at the bar. Her eyes kept going back to a couple in a booth near the back. They looked to be in their late twenties and they were all over each other. The woman had her arms around her date's neck and he had his hand underneath her skirt. She caught Chloe looking and smiled, then pulled him even closer.

Chloe let herself enjoy the show, felt herself getting more and more turned on. She was wet between the legs, rubbed her thighs together. Tonight was the night. She closed her eyes, thought about this morning's session in the gym, her orgasms while doing pull downs and bench presses, then fast forwarded to her getting dressed. She was wearing more clothing than she'd worn in a long time. With her small titties, she often went braless, often, she wore only panties and a pullover dress. But tonight, it was the full regalia - bra, panties, stockings and corset. Geoff had helped her lace the corset, she breathing in deep then exhaling, him pulling the laces as tightly as he could, then having her exhale again to pull them just a bit more. She loved the feeling of the material tight around her, understood its appeal to men. Even as slim as she was, the corset reduced her waist by another two or three inches. She didn't have the flared hips to pull off an hourglass look, but that somehow made her look even more wanton and obscene. The slim body with an even slimmer waist was an unnatural sight, a twisted fetish object of some kind. She felt her nipples stiffen as she remembered how she looked in the mirror. Her first impression had been negative, honestly, she looked a bit freakish. But her eye caught Geoff's face and the light in his eye convinced her that this was uniquely sexy. 




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She imagined what David and Thomas might think as they watched her take off her clothes. David would no doubt make her do something sexy, touch herself or rub against Thomas. Her cunt swelled as she remembered how easy it was to follow David's orders. There *was* something inside her that scared her and she didn't want to think about it. Kristy had said the word "slave" to her the other day and she knew that it was in her to become one. She shuddered and reached for her wine, she needed to clear her head before David arrived.

Geoff looked at his watch. They'd been there fifteen minutes already and he hadn't seen any sign of David. The men sitting at the bar had been sneaking peeks at Chloe, then turning back and chatting with each other with big shit-eating grins on their faces. Geoff smiled. Yeah, check her out. But she's mine. Geoff looked at his wife, his hunger building. David was going to have to let him have sloppy seconds or he'd go crazy.

"Would you like another glass of wine?" The waitress reached for Chloe's near-empty wine glass. Geoff waved his hand. "We're waiting for someone. Maybe when they arrive." The waitress gave him a pissed-off look and walked away.

"Where is he?" Chloe asked. "I'm getting nervous. And a little scared."

"Why?"

"What if there's a reason he's late? Something went wrong?"

Geoff reached across the table and took her hands. "Relax. Just relax."

She nodded, took another sip of wine. She felt her legs opening just a bit, realized there was a fantasy building in the back of her head, hands touching her, mouths on her nipples, Thomas standing at the foot of the bed, his cock growing bigger and bigger, eight inches, ten, twelve inches long and thickening until it was as thick as her wrist. A wrist thick pole of meat with a huge plum-shaped purple head the size of an apple. Her cunt was wet and twitching, her nipples straining against the bra. Whoever this Thomas was would get the fuck of his life. She had two solid days of built up sexual tension to offer him on top of weeks of anticipation. Chloe ran her left hand along her leg, fingertips gently stroking her thigh, all of her attention focused on those tiny points of contact. She shuddered, desperate to cum.

Geoff's cell phone rang. He reached into his pocket and saw the number. It was David.

"David?...Yes, we're here...white wine...yes...yes." Geoff was quiet for a long time. Then, "Oh. I see...all right then."

He pressed the END button and slid his phone back into his pocket. Chloe looked at him anxiously. "Are they on the way?" 

Geoff shook his head. "Cancelled again."

Chloe slumped forward slightly, took a deep breath. "This is bullshit," she growled. "Fuck him." She was ready, wet and open, every inch of her body craving touch. She looked around the room. Breathlessly, she said, "you know, Geoff, there are probably a dozen men here who would like to take me upstairs. Right now." Geoff nodded. He'd been watching and knew that they'd been watching. He responsed, "but, we've started down this path with David and I think we need to stick with it."

Chloe leaned forward. "Geoff, this was about finding a man for me to...have sex with. So far, I've been tied up, forced to masturbate in front of an audience, had my workouts turned into private little orgies, and I have not once seen David come through with a man for me. We don't owe him anything."

Geoff nodded. "I know. It does seem to be a long way around the barn, doesn't it?"

Chloe reached for Geoff's glass and drained the rest of his wine. "I am getting really tired of it. Why are we doing this?" She stood up. "Why don't we just pick one of these men and have a little talk with him?" Geoff reached for her arm and pulled her closer. "I think we should head home and get some rest. It'll look different in the morning." He motioned for the waitress and Chloe sat back down. She brought the tab and Geoff handed her his credit card. Chloe burned with rage. Geoff could afford to be patient. This was just an idea to him, a notion. He was not the one with a sopping wet pussy and nipples begging to be twisted and bit. She needed cock. 

Geoff noticed two men at the bar staring their way. They were talking quietly until they noticed Geoff glancing at them and turn turned away. He looked at Chloe. She was certainly enticing. She could easily pass for a high-priced hooker the way David had her done up. He could very easily walk to the bar and casually mention that she was available. He shook his head, realized his fantasies were running away with him.

When the waitress brought the receipt, he signed it and handed it back to her. He noticed that the men were staring again. He gave them a slight nod and they returned a grin. Geoff felt a quick rush of arousal. He was standing right on the edge. With just a few words, he could offer her to them, the four of them could head upstairs, her fantasy could be fulfilled and they could get on with their lives.

"Geoff? Geoff, let's go," he heard Chloe say. He saw her face, she was nervous, trying hard to control herself. She wanted it just as badly as he did but they weren't ready to just offer her to a complete stranger. Not on their own anyway. David was controlling them again without having to say a word.

He followed her to the door, watched her as she walked. Just before he opened the door, he turned around and saw the two men still staring. He smiled and they walked out.

===

"Sixteen dollars," the taxi driver said. Geoff pulled a twenty out of his wallet and handed it through the opening in the plexiglas window. 

"You'd think David would have sent the limo," he said to Chloe as they walked toward the front door. She just shook her head. Geoff regretted it immediately. She'd been getting more and more angry every minute of the drive home, tired of David's games. This had started as a simple thing and was getting more and more complicated. She wanted to call it all off. Even though Kristy had reassured her she was in good hands, she was thinking David was more trouble than he was worth.

"This is the last time, Geoff. Three strikes and he's out," she growled at him. Geoff took his key out of his pocket and slid it into the front door. Once inside, he noticed that the front room light was on. He looked down the hall and saw that light was on as well. He smiled. The prick was here.

Geoff reached for Chloe's hand and walked her through the house and into their bedroom. As he'd expected, David was standing there, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. Beside him was a man who must have been Thomas. He was just-slightly-above-average in all ways, nicely dressed, expensive hair cut above a solidly handsome face. He was about six foot and slim with large hands and a very expensive gold watch.

Chloe froze in the doorway. Her body was trembling with lust and anxiety. Was David playing another of his stupid games? Look but don't touch? She wanted to rip his clothes off, fuck him, then Geoff, then David, then some anonymous stream of men David would call on the phone. Her hunger was consuming her. She pictured herself standing there, a huge gaping cunt dripping with arousal, standing in a pool of her own juices.

David motioned for Geoff to step aside and Chloe to go to Thomas. She moved tentatively, the fear growing. This was it. She was about to have another man's cock inside her body. She froze. Thomas stepped forward and put his hands on her shoulders. She smiled, then leaned into him and they kissed. He was tentative, she just a bit more forward.

"How sweet," she heard David from behind. He stepped closer and reached for her arms, turned her toward him. "Chloe, I know this is what we talked about, what you wanted. But I want you to know that it's not too late for you to change your mind. This is a big step. This is a line that, once you've crossed, you can't go back. You will have fucked a stranger. A man other than your husband will have had his cock inside you, his mouth on you, hands on you, his cum up inside your cunt."

Chloe felt her body responding to his voice. She was getting more and more wet, skin flushed, brain melting down. She was all lust now, uncontrollable. She wanted to tell him to get more men, bring more men, line them up. But she stayed silent, looked him in the eyes. David read her and nodded. "Do you want Geoff to stay?" She shook her head. "All right."

Geoff gave his wife a hug and kiss, then he and David left the room, pulling the door closed behind them.

===

"She'll be fine. Thomas is very good at this," David said, taking a sip of scotch.

"He's not a first timer?" Geoff asked, surprised. "He seemed pretty tentative."

"He has to be like that to keep them calm. If I brought in Mr. Stud and he pounced on her, the whole thing would fall apart. No, Thomas is an expert. I've used him for years."

Geoff nodded, sat silent for a minute. "So, this is a regular thing for you?"

"Fulfilling fantasies? Yes. Everyone wins. But there is so much preparation, so much research. I'm not here to break up marriages or create hookers or sex slaves. I'm here to fulfill fantasies. Frankly, your wife has a whole storehouse of them in the back of her head but it's not likely you'll ever get to most of them."

"What do you mean?"

"The walls around her sexuality are pretty high and pretty solid. I've talked to Kristy about Chloe regularly since this thing started. There are clues all over the place that she is a deeply submissive woman with a lot of scary fantasies that she has to keep locked up. This gangbang thing is about as far as she'll let herself go."

Geoff took a sip of his wine.

"Tell me, has she given you head yet?" David asked.

"No."

"She will. She wants to. In fact, she's desperate to. Has she brought it up? Or made attempts?"

Geoff remembered yesterday morning, the tip of his cock against Chloe's lips. "Yes. Once."

"That's bad. It's too early. It may be a while before she gives in, she'll have to dip her toe in the water a few more times." David leaned back in his chair. "But, once she starts, you're going to love it. She will ask you 'what can I do to make it better for you?'. Over and over. She really loves you too, Geoff, which helps a lot."

Geoff nodded, was quiet. "So, what are they doing in there?"

"Thomas is going to be a little slow, take it easy. My guess is that Chloe will keep ramping it up, wrestling with herself about appearing like a sex-started slut on the one hand and satisfying her own needs on the other hand. She might not even cum, that's dicey the first time. One thing about her, though, that I'm really undecided about is how she'll treat her need for pain with him. It's fifty-fifty that she'll either ask him to slap her or do something with her nipples. Pinch, twist, bite. It's hard to tell. I don't know her well enough for that, it's a subtle one."

Geoff chuckled. "Sounds like you know her pretty well."

"There are things that I can read and things that are harder. The thing is that it doesn't matter. As long as she and you know these things, how far she goes with strangers isn't really important. You'll be able to give her orgasms and she'll be able to do the same for you." He paused, then said it again, "everyone wins."

Geoff looked at the clock. Chloe and Thomas had been in the bedroom for over fifteen minutes. There were occasional sounds, always Chloe, always just "yes". He smiled. She was getting her fantasy fulfilled but still couldn't let herself go completely. David caught his eye and said "it won't be long. He'll cum soon and then we'll see what she does."

Geoff felt his cock stiffen. He had an image of Chloe from earlier, the way her face looked when she came, her body trembling and sweat trickling down her neck. Then, he thought of Thomas. David had chosen well, Thomas was the Perfect Stranger, a nice well-dressed white guy who had been vetted by a third party. What could be safer for a first time?

Geoff heard a loud yelp from the other room as Chloe came, then grunts from Thomas as he unloaded into his wife's belly. 

"Sounds like she came," Geoff said quietly.

David nodded. "I thought she might."

...to be continued...