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DOMINANT SLUT WIFE STORY

"It's good to meet you, Mike, Susan has told me a lot about you!"

"Umm, Er, Yes, yes, it's nice to meet you" he stammered, as he

shook Pete's hand and watched as Susan put her arm around her

lover's waist and reached with her hand to stroke his crotch.

"Mike has been looking forward to tonight, haven't you dear?" 

Susan was enjoying the look of embarrassment on her husbands face

and, staring straight into his eyes, continued "He says he wants

to see you fuck me, and will do anything I want, isn't that

right, Michael?"

"Y-y-yes", stammered Mike, trembling inside with the excitement

of his public submission to he wife.  "I, er, I want Susan to be

happy."

"Well, I'm sure that can be arranged" Pete smirked, staring at

Susan's erect nipples and caressing her ass.  "Let's go and sit

down"

"Get a beer for Pete, dear, you're not being a very good host".

Mike ordered the beer and carried their drinks to the booth where

they had seated themselves.  He sat down next to his wife, and

looked down to see that her legs were slightly parted, and that

under the table Pete was running his hand up Susan's legs,

stroking the inside of her thigh.

Susan smiled at him and, pushing the table cloth away a little,

said "look how hard his dick is, Mike, just think of that thing

filling my little pussy."  She was really getting excited now,

the combination of her sexy dress, her almost public

exhibitionism, and the thought of her Pete kissing and touching

her in front of Mike was almost to much to take; she could feel

her juice leaking out of her pussy and wetting her thighs. 

Fortunately, she had lifted the back of her dress when she sat

down, and so was soaking the cloth seat rather than the sundress,

although by this point she almost didn't care.

As they finished their drinks, Pete suggested they go and dance;

the music was fast and she gyrated around the floor, twirling

enough for her dress to raise high up her legs, but not enough

for people to realize she was naked underneath it, although they

had certainly guessed that due to the way the lights behind the

stage shone through the cotton.  The next number was slower, and

she clung to Pete, letting her pubis rub against the length of

his hard rod.  She glanced over to where her husband was sitting

and, seeing that he was watching, pushed her tongue into Pete's

ear.  He responded by sliding his hands down her back and onto

her ass.  The touch of his fingers between her almost naked buns

was electric.

The music ended and they walked back to the booth and again,

 Susan instructed Mike to buy more drinks.  As they waited, Susan

leaned back into Pete's body and he draped his arm over her

shoulder, occasionally stroking her nipple with his fingers. 

When the waitress returned, Mike paid, adding a two dollar tip. 

"Mike, give the poor girl more," Susan ordered, and then looking

at the waitress, said "I apologize for my husband, dear, he

sometimes forgets how to tip a girl!"

The waitress looked at Susan, still being fondled by Pete, and

then stared at Mike.  Slowly a grin appeared on her face as she

realized the situation, and she walked away smiling.  Mike was

red with embarrassment, but under the table, his cock was

stretching the lace panties to their limit.

As the trio finished their drinks, Pete looked at Mike and said

"Well, Mike, Susan is getting me harder and hotter than hell, if

we don't leave now I'm going to have to do her right here on the

table."

They got up and walked out of the club to Mike and Susan's car. 

Mike unlocked the passenger door and climbed in first.  As she

did, Pete lifted her dress and stroked her naked ass, then

climbed in beside her.  Mike walked around to the drivers side

and got in.  By the time he drove out of the parking lot, Susan

was sucking Pete's tongue, her legs spread as Pete raised her

dress and massaged her engorged clit.

As they drove down the highway, Mike watched his wife unzip

Pete's pants and pull out his hard rod.  Even in the darkness, he

could see that it was huge, the head was two inches across. 

Susan bent down and swallowed it into her mouth, sucking noisily. 

"Oh, yeah, baby, suck me.  Suck my cock while Mike watches"

groaned Pete.  Susan couldn't believe how good this was.  She had

given Pete head many times, of course, but knowing that her

husband was watching was so exciting she was going wild.  She had

to keep reminding herself that this was real, not one of the

fantasies she enjoyed so often, and this was only the beginning!

 Within minutes, Pete was thrusting into her and, as she caressed

his huge balls, shot a huge load of cream into her mouth. 

She

started to swallow, but then stopped, keeping most of the hot

liquid in her mouth.  Eventually, Pete stopped squirting and she

lifted up, turned around and looked at Mike, letting him see the

come on her lips.  She had intended to just swallow it then, but

they had reached a red light and Mike had to pull to a stop.  She

leaned over to him and, without waiting, kissed him on the mouth. 

She forced his lips open with her tongue and pushed her lovers

load into her husbands mouth, swirling it around.  "Did you like

that," she asked breathlessly, as she broke the kiss, "Did you

like the taste of Pete's juice?"

Mike started away from the intersection, his eyes on the road,

"Y-y-yes, it was hot, I liked it."  He was still scared to admit,

even to himself, how much he liked it.  He couldn't wait for them

to get home, and privately hoped that his wife was going to do

even more deviant and humiliating things with him.

Finally they arrived.  They walked into the house and, as they

walked through the entrance hall, Susan instructed her husband to

fix them all drinks and meet them in the master bedroom.  Mike

went into the kitchen and opened a bottle of champagne.  taking

it and three glasses, he walked to the bedroom to find Susan and

Pete stretched out on the bed, naked, caressing each other.  For

the first time, Mike saw Pete's body and realized just how big

his cock was, much larger than his own. 

He put the bottle and

glasses down on the table, and started to pour.

"No, why don't you get comfortable first, dear, take off some of

those clothes" instructed Susan.

This was the moment he had been dreading, but with a mixture of

shame and excitement, Mike straightened up and started to remove

his clothes.  Shirt, shoes, socks were soon gone, and finally he

fumbled at the fly to his pants.  He tried to pull both the pants

 and the panties down at the same time, but Susan stopped him,

"No, leave those on dear, I want to see you in them, I want you

to show Pete your underwear".  Scarlet now, Mike dropped his

pants and stood before them in the silk and lace.  "They're very

pretty, Mike" smirked Pete, as he stroked Susan's pussy and clit.

"Okay, now pour Pete and I a drink, Mike, then fetch our ropes

and come and lay down here next to me".

Pete did as he was ordered, laying on his back, his hardness

testament to the thrill he was getting from his submission to his

wife and her lover.

Susan took the ropes and, while Pete watched, tied Mikes legs and

feet together, and then his wrists.  He was not attached to

anything, but could not move easily.  "Now, you just lay there

and watch" Susan said, reaching for Pete's cock, which had fully

recovered from her earlier blow job.

They lay on the bed next to Mike, kissing noisily and playing

with each others bodies.  Mike could actually hear Pete's fingers

squishing in and out of his wife's pussy.  "Oooh, lover, you're

so wet down there, so hot, but soon I'm going to make you even

wetter, even hotter" Pete whispered into Susan's ear.

After several minutes of this, the couple moved and Susan got

onto her hands and knees, with her legs straddling Mikes head. 

Pete climbed up behind her and rubbed the swollen head of his rod

against her clit.  "Look at it Mike, LOOK AT HIS COCK, watch it

fuck me, watch it fill me up" groaned Susan, already in the

throws of several mini-orgasms.

Pete slowly pushed himself into his lovers body, and as Mike

stared at the sight a few inches above his face, he watched

Susan's lips stretch around the monster that was entering her

body.  The heat and odor from their bodies was incredible.  He

could see the juice leaking out from Susan's body, coating Pete's

dick as it slid in and out; every time he pushed in, Pete's heavy

balls rubbed over Mikes forehead.

"MMMmmmm, yessss, Pete, screw me, fuck me, show him how you fill

 me up, ohhhh, goodddd, harder, harder, harder".

The sight before him was too much and, as Susan watched from

above, Mike strained against the ropes which were binding him and

emptied his load into the silk panties.

But still the action didn't stop; Pete was thrusting in and out

of his wife relentlessly, and as she moved with him, her nipples

rubbed backward and forwards across Mikes stomach.  He could

hardly believe it, but he was immediately getting hard again. 

Forgetting all thoughts of shame, he reached up with his mouth

and licked at her pussy, feeling Pete's slippery rod gliding over

his tongue as it entered his wife's body.

"Yes, yes, yes... that's it, lick us, lick my pussy, lick his

cock, yes, slave, do it, do it, do it"

Susan was rapidly going out of her mind.  Her lover was filling

her like never before, his cock seemed larger than it had ever

been.  Below her, she stared at her husbands bound body, the

ropes around his wrists, thighs, calves and ankles preventing any

real movement.

Originally worried about how he would act, she had become more

and more confidant as he had accepted all that she had done.  The

kissing and dancing and caressing in the club, the blow job in

the car, and his willingness to take Pete's load directly from

her mouth.  His willingness to display himself in panties in

front of them both, and then his sudden ejaculation as they

screwed shamelessly inches above his face.  And now, just seconds

later, he was already getting another hard-on.  There was no

doubt, now, she could have and do anything, and her submissive

slave husband would not just go along with it, but actually

enjoyed it!

The thoughts and visions intoxicated her mind.  The feelings of

Pete's rod in her pussy assaulted her physical senses.  She

entered into an almost trance like state, juice literally pouring

out of her already slick pussy.  Feeling her muscles clenching at

his cock, his nuts scraping over Mikes forehead, and the tongue

 licking both him and his lover, Pete came for the second time

that night, shooting another huge load, filling Susan's pussy.

Pete finally recovered and pulled out of Susan's body.  As he

did, their mixed juices dripped off the head of his dick, and out

of her pussy, to Mikes face, inches below. 

Still lost in the

heat of the moment, Susan sat up and then down on her husbands

face.  She squeezed her inner muscles, literally squirting their

come into her husbands mouth.  She felt him licking at her, and

felt his mouth working to swallow all that she was pushing into

it.

"Drink it, Mike, drink our juice, swallow it all, oh god, I love

you both!"

Pete had now moved around in front of Susan, also kneeling

astride the tied and bound Mike.  He leaned forward to kiss her

and, as he did, the head of his long rod fell on Mike's chest.

Without hesitating, without pausing the job of drinking from

Susan's pussy, without even thinking, Mike reached up with his

bound hands and started to stroke Pete's soft, wet, cock.

Looking down and seeing this, Susan finally could take no more

and one final mind blowing orgasm shook her body.  She ground her

cunt into Mikes face, and losing all control, emptied her bladder

into his mouth and over his face.

The two lovers collapsed in a heap, leaving Mike, still bound and

unable to move, with an aching hard on encased in soaking wet

come filled panties, a stomach full of two loads of Pete's sperm,

Susan's copious juices, and almost a glass full of her beautiful,

hot pee.  He was in heaven!  He knew now that this was how he

wanted his marriage to be, he wanted and needed his wife to

control him, force him into the most deviant acts, force him to

watch her with other men.  He knew that he would do absolutely

anything she ordered.

Susan slowly awoke after passing out from the sheer intensity of

the orgasm.  She glanced at Pete lying beside her, dozing, with

an enormous grin on his face.  Turning over, she looked at Mike,

 her husband, still bound, still hard and face soaked in pee and

cum.

"I love you, honey, I love you for letting me do this and for

being my slave".  She leaned further and kissed his mouth,

running her tongue around his lips, tasting herself and Pete on

him.  She reached down and pulled her husbands cock and balls out

of the panties.  She stroked up and down on his rod, lubricating

it and her hand with the load he had already shot, and then

reached up and stuck her fingers into his mouth. He sucked on

them hungrily.

Moving closer, Susan lifted her leg over his bound body, and

allowed Mike's hardness to rub against the outer lips of her

pussy.  Slowly, she lowered herself onto his stiff rod, and then

began moving up and down on it.

Pete, brought back to reality by the movement of the bed, moved

behind Susan and spread the cheeks of her butt with his hands. 

He stared at the tight rosebud of her butthole, and at Mikes

dick, disappearing into her body.  He reached down with two

fingers and inserted them into her, alongside her husbands rod. 

Getting them coated in juice, he pulled them out and started to

rub them into her ass.  He then brought his own, rapidly

hardening tool into position, and slowly pushed into her dark

hole.

Susan felt the two thick cocks sliding into her, separated only

by a thin membrane, and started to rock back and forth on the two

men; one her lover, one her husband and, now, submissive slave.

As she pushed back against them, she felt fuller than ever

before.  From her waist down, all she could feel was the intense

heat of the cocks in her body.  As she pulled forward, it was

almost as though her insides were being gently sucked out, their

cocks pulling the lips of her pussy and the ring of her asshole

out with them.

"Ohhhh Godddd," she uttered, almost and animal growl, "screw me,

both of you, it feels soooooo good. Just... don't... Stoppppp."

In and out, up and down her movements continued.  The filling and

sucking of her bowels and vagina never stopping.  Slowly, the

tempo reached a crescendo, and all three of them spasmed in

orgasm, flooding each other with their juices.

The threesome collapsed, eyes glazed, panting with the exertion. 

Susan reached over and untied Mikes hands, but before either of

them could undo the other knots, they had passed out.  When they

woke, hours later, they found a note from Pete.... "thanks for

the loving, Susan, and Mike, I'm going to enjoy more of your

special kind of hospitality!  I took your car back to the club,

I'll leave the keys under the passenger seat, see you later".

The couple read the note and, looking at her husband, Susan said

"Yes, Mike, I think I'm going to enjoy it too!"