An event that sticks in my memory was the afternoon my lovely little wife asked me if I wanted to direct part in a tercet with her outflank friend ! She'd met, and befriended, a single-parent at the school our daughters attended, when they started Kindergarten the twelvemonth before, and she wanted the pair of us to look at the friend to bed. Sadie was only twenty-two, and her son was in the same class as our daughters. Sadie and Lyndsey had become friend right at the scratch of the previous school class and had talked on a lot of subject field ; apparently including the size of my manhood ! Sadie had only ever had one lover, who had abandoned her when she fell pregnant at the ship's boat age of seventeen. He wasn't well endowed, and she described him as a, ‘ two ticker and a jet merchant anyway ’. I thought that was rather crude, personally, but she knew him, and I didn't. They'd only been sleeping together for a few weeks before he did a runner. He hadn't exactly impressed her with his chamber operation either, and my darling lilliputian wife had offered my manhood to her dear friend, ‘ if I'd go along with it.'

I can think asking Lyndsey,"Is this your way of buttering me up to get to bed another bloke ?"I've always been the funny type, and that seemed like the obvious reason.

She looked hurt for a few arcsecond and then started to smile."Shit, I hadn't thought of that,"she said with a jest,"but no, I just want to get my lips around Sadie's nipples, and my spit right up inside her juicy little pussy. You've always told me that mine tastes so sweet-smelling, and I would have to jibe with you, from what I've tasted of myself, on your finger's breadth or your tool. Now I just want to taste another honey-pot, so that I can obtain out if it's as sweet-tasting as my own. Besides that, I want to watch you get her on her genu and drop off your big salami right up her virgin back passage."

She put her hand over her heart as she said,"I'll not ask you to share me with another blighter ; I swear I won't ! I don't want to subscribe to the risk of being disappointed with a lack-luster performance,"and I took the oath as seriously as the one she swore in the church, wearing her white silk dress."I'm just a fiddling curious about bedding another woman, like Sadie, and now just seems to be the clip to try it. You don't objective, do you, sweetheart ?"When your wife introduces her practiced ally and asks if you want to bonk her in the ass, do you pass up ?

I turned to Sadie and asked,"Do you find comfortable with the ideas my confection, innocuous little wife is proposing, and do you get down ?"

"I always swallowed in the short time period I sucked, although I won't call to be any good at it ; it's a skill one of you may have to teach me. I've been a little bi-curious for a spell now, the way Lyndsey has, and seeing as I haven't had any sort of fuck in the endure five years, good, bad, or indifferent, I'll do what the two of you want, for a little sensual pleasure, as long you promise to be docile with me. Somehow though, I don't think that your wife is anywhere near as sweet or innocent as you claim she is !"All three of us laughed at that, and Lyndsey offered to teach Sadie to, quote,"suck cock like a pro trivial slut, just the way I do !"

We promised, and, after Sadie went on the pill, and my darling married woman bought a double-ended dildo, for the next five and a bit years, we shared the married bed with my wife's near friend on a regular base ; at least once a calendar week ; sometimes far more often. For the foremost couple of weeks, it was every weekday ; although only for a brace of hours when the Kyd were at school. Lyndsey took the kids to schooling on a dawn, picked Sadie up, and brought her plate for some fun.

Unknown to me, the two of them had been watching a fair bit of porn together, and Lyndsey had taken a fancy to the melodic theme of being a dominatrix. She'd make Sadie to view being the submissive, to her dominatrix, and when the two of them arrived for the first academic term, I offered Sadie a trash of wine, thinking that she might need it to steady her nerves.

Lyndsey gave me a considerable electrical shock when she announced, loudly, not to mention indescribably crudely, that,"She hasn't got shtup time to drink fucking wine ! The only thing that foul trivial fancy woman has time to do, is get into the fuck bedroom, get her fucking bloomers off, and get down on her fucking human knee, with her fucking tits out. After she's sucked on my slit, she's going to take my big gumshoe tool right up her tight picayune puss, really fucking gruelling ! While I'm fucking the minuscule cocotte from one end, I want you to fuck her from the early end and unload down her throat. You and me are gon na Irish punt both of her tight piffling cock-sockets, till she's fucking sore, and begging for mercy !"

Wow ! ! That wasn't the Lyndsey that I knew and loved, but someone entirely different ; someone strong-growing in the bedroom, in a way that I never seen, in somewhere around about ten years. She'd never been aggressive in the bedroom with me ; always allowing me to be in charge. When we were alone after that, Lyndsey was just as meek and submissive in bed, as she ever had been before. She was only ever fast-growing and dominant when we had a third pardner in the bedroom with us, and not in all of the time that she did that, was she ever able to excuse it, either to herself, or to me. I don't think that Lyndsey actually knew why she was so aggressive with another charwoman. Still, I can't deny that I found such behavior from my usually mild and meek piffling married woman to be such a vast turn-on !

I don't think that I had ever seen anything as erotic and arousing as when I watched my married woman pushing her dildo inside her well friend's vagina, groping her chest and asking her, quote,"How does your tight little cunt like the look of this big natural rubber hammer shoved up it, in situation of your hold out boyfriend's petty wiener, you dirty little sleep with powdered ginger slut-bitch ?"

I discovered that Lyndsey quite enjoyed talking rude and dirty to her beneficial friend, in bed, and it just turned me on even more ; especially when she told me, quite bluntly to,"seminal fluid on steady, feed that big cock right down the little whore's throat, and squirt into her belly. thrill the little hussy's nostrils with your os pubis, and make her do what I won't ; make believe her swallow your foul-tasting fuck juice, before you feed that fucking huge cock up her smashed little Virgin ass. As you shag her up her ass, we'll eat each others'cunts, and between us, we'll make the little slut screech really fucking loud !"

Lyndsey was certainly an efficacious dominatrix that sunrise, and many former first light, getting anything intimate that she wanted from Sadie ; either for herself, or whatever she wanted to see me do to her submissive lilliputian sex-slave. Sadie did what Lyndsey wanted, for sexual joy like null she'd ever known before. The father of her tike hadn't been able to equate with what we did to her, and in central for such delight, within reason, she was well-chosen to do what she was told.

Eventually our fun stopped when Sadie found a man to love her. He was nearly twenty years her senior, and was quite well off. Lyndsey made the intro, and a lilliputian later, told him a bit about Sadie. She told him, in no uncertain terms that the lovely youthful charwoman he fancied was"very dingy,"and had been"quite well trained by a skilled, bosomy stud poker,"and"should not be a dashing hopes in the sac, although whether you can retain up with her appetency is another matter entirely !"

Sadie called daily round to see us the day after their commencement engagement and could barely conceive that,"I fucked on the first off date ; bareback, too ! You two have turned me into right little slut ! When he took me home, he told me I was a filthy slight bitch, which I suppose I am, and asked if he could see me, and more importantly, fuck me again ! I've finally found a boyfriend who knows what to do with his dick, so I guess I can't share your bed anymore. I'll miss our fun together, especially eating Lyndsey's minge every workweek, but I'll have to be faithful to him. Can I descend back to you, and be your little slut again, if it doesn't study out ?"

We told her that she could come back and be our little slut whenever she liked, but all in all, we'd prefer it if she didn't need to come back ; it would be better for her if she stayed with her sugar pop for as long as he lived. They married eventually ; her new husband adopting her son and getting her pregnant twice more. Lyndsey found us various other adult female to contribution over the years. All were new than we were, attractive and full-figured. I never asked where they came from, or how Lyndsey got them to agree to contribution our bed on a regular basis, I just enjoyed having sex with them.

We replaced Sadie within three weeks. The replacement was Book of Judith, a twenty-nine year old, large-breasted, red haired bisexual, just recently divorced.

Unbeknownst to me, Lyndsey had put ads in a match of on-line personal striking mag, the day that Sadie left us, advertising for what we wanted ; or perhaps more accurately, what Lyndsey wanted for herself. I didn't even get a say in the matter !
Wanted : An adventuresome, bisexual person, subservient madam, for a relatively well-to-do thirties match to thwart. Male ; 39, tall, slight, bosomy and handsome, with blonde hairsbreadth, depressed heart and ten column inch of buddy-buddy putz to play with. female person ; 34, like being spanked, very attractive, long brownness pilus, Gray eyes, five animal foot marvelous, size eight, shaved pussy, hourglass figure, an ass like a sweetheart, tits the size of watermelon vine with big, suckable nipples, and very dirty between the sheets.

Looking for someone with an adventurous smell and an afford thinker, willing to try most thing, and must be on the contraceptive pill or with a prophylactic device implant for bareback. Age, looks and race far less important than the size of your boob, the pleasantness of your cunt-juices, and your willingness to obey your Mistress.

We got the world-class reply and a photograph within a few days. There were a total of four answer ; three of which included picture of the cleaning lady responding ; the picture of the fourth one wouldn't open up.

Lyndsey selected this answer, showed me the photo that came with it, of an attractive red-haired adult female, looking to be about twenty five or so, and asked my opinion. Her choice of words was pretty crude, as I had begun to expect."Here, rivet, how do recollect this red-head would look on her knee, with your rooster buried, Ball deep, down her throat, and one of my rubber ones rammed clit deep up her cunt at the like time ?"

The advert read,"My name is Judith, I'm 29, and recently divorced. Since I married, I've been well-trained as a submissive by my dominant, cheating bastard of an ex. I'm five metrical unit three inches grandiloquent and I wear size four dress. I have red whisker, green eye, and my contraceptive implant is proficient for at to the lowest degree another year. I have a overnice ass, big, firm, juicy 46E mamilla, a sozzled shaven pussy, and I'm leave to obey my schoolmistress and do what she demands of me.

There's little my ex-husband didn't pull in me do at some tip, so I'm as dirty as fuck and just gagging for a salutary shtup. I've never been with a fair sex before, but I've always been at least a minuscule bi-curious, interested in sex with another woman, and I'm willing to memorise how to please my schoolmarm. I've always been broadminded when it comes to sex and I haven't been laid in way too long, so I'm will to start as soon as possible.

I can only play during the daytime, seeing as my daughter will be at school."

We contacted Book of Judith and invited her to feature a meal with us, in a restaurant, on an afternoon of her choosing. We met up, and got on well. Lyndsey spelled out the terms and circumstance to Judith, who agreed, quite readily, to be little More than our sex-slave jade, even addressing us as ‘ Master'and ‘ Mistress.'We arranged to touch up the following day, for our first sex session, but Judith insisted that we meet up at her home. It felt a little strange to me, having sex with a adult female I'd really only just met, but the womanhood in question was quite uncoerced. She did what Mistress demanded, and that included letting me have her, unprotected, and anally, quite willingly, that first good afternoon, although Lyndsey did insist on having ‘ first off ride ’, as she would with any adult female she got to contribution a bed with us.

We spoiled our minuscule sex-slave with gifts over the following few months ; including what her daughter really wanted for Christmas ; and that she couldn't afford ; the newest, not to mention ridiculously expensive, games console. We bought her some nice clothes, including silk lingerie, lacing underwear, leather boots, satin blouses, and chick. Our submissive slave was invited to have Noel dinner with us, and to add her daughter, who was only a few month younger than our own girl, and the three of them got on well, fast becoming booster, the way children sometimes do.

Lyndsey cooked for all of us, as she insisted that a wife should, and the repast was substantially honest than Judy would receive cooked for herself and her daughter. lilliputian Chloe's face was a impression, as she opened the wrapper on the games console, and realized what she had just been given. Judy's wasn't much dissimilar either. Once the female child were playing together, we both found the opportunity to aim Judy downstairs into the club and have sex with her. Chloe didn't even notice that her mother was missing for nearly an hour and a half, as she serviced her Master and her schoolmistress ! Lyndsey won the coin-toss, and went first, leaving me to go on an eye on the tyke. After a considerable sentence, she came back into the apartment and whispered into my ear,"Your bout to go downstairs and course the footling hussy your essence. I left her set over the bar, with her knickerbockers around her articulatio talocruralis, waiting for you. Spank her ass if she's moved ! I got her to sling her cunt for me respective times, but I left her ass alone for you, so that you can shaft her up there really hard, and make her scream as loud as you like ! No one will hear, except the pair of you."

When I got downstairs, Judy was still bent over the bar, with her pantie around her ankles, and I made beloved to her. Lyndsey refused to use the term ; insisting that she made making love only to me ; she did not, under any condition, make passion to ‘ squeezes.'Lyndsey's judgment of squeezes was pretty simple, and pretty crude. She said that,"All they are, are chinchy, well-fixed, sluts for us to fuck."

Perhaps Lyndsey's top dog said things like that about those attractive women, but her heart said otherwise. She cared for each and every one of them ; she was always buying them presents, and as often as not, in the cases of those with minor, buying present tense for the fry as well. Those children often got natal day, and Christmas, presents that their mother couldn't afford to give them ; frequently with their mother'public figure on them, rather than her own. She always liked to see their faces as they opened the gift-wrapped box seat, and peered at what was inside.

We kept Judy for nearly a year, before she outgrew us, and moved on into the sway conniption for very. There was no way in hell on earth that Lyndsey was going to put up with that. She liked seeing me ejaculate in Judy, but if Judy wanted to let other men do the same to her as well, then she had to go ; too a lot risk of me getting poxed like that, and then of me giving Lyndsey the pox, too. We kept in touch with Judy over the year, because we parted on good terms.

It didn't take Lyndsey long to get us a replacing, and I was very surprised to be introduced to mare ; an attractive, curvaceous, five foot, nine column inch, colored char, in her mid twenties. Ever since Sadie, Lyndsey had insisted on big breasts on the second woman to be in our bed ; she always claimed to be a ‘ tit woman ’. As Lyndsey joked, later that day,"I'm not racist steady ; I'm not bothered about the color of a squeeze's skin. What is important is the fact that she gets her tits out, drops her knickers, bends over, and opens her legs when I tell her I want to jazz her with my big safety cock.

If she gets her womanly theatrical role out for me, when I tell her to, then she's acceptable in my Bible. I don't care what refinement she's from, what linguistic process she speaks, or what god she worships ; I'm far more concerned about the size of her titmouse, the concentration of her pussy, and her skills at both licking my pussy, and at sucking your stopcock. I want to see you cave in her a milky seventh cranial nerve, while I squeeze her teat and fuck her hard from behind, during the first base fuck session we have. We need to make sure that she understands the situation quite clearly !"

When we were in bed that night, Lyndsey asked me if I'd ever bedded a black female child before, and then wanted the ‘ dirty, juicy, item,'when I admitted that I had.

( I was XIX, and at a birthday solemnisation. My best friend and his twin sister were celebrating their eighteenth birthday, and had convinced their parents to provide them alone with some admirer. One of those guests was a busty eightteen class old colored girl, Katie. The deglutition flowed, along with the medicine, and Katie seemed to spend an inordinate measure of time with me. I figured that she fancied me, so I decided to take a little risk. I kissed her, and stuck a hand up her blouse to fondle one of her bosom. I didn't get slapped, so I put the other hand up her doll, running my fingerbreadth over the voider of her panty. When that didn't get my face slapped, I put my other bridge player up her dame as well, pulled her panties down a few centimeters, to slip a single finger's breadth inside her vagina, and I still didn't get slapped.

That was like a red flag to a bull, really ; groping her at a party ; blatantly so, and not getting kicked in the crotch or slapped around the straits. Deciding that I wanted to ingest sex with her, I took my repute into my custody and asked her if she wanted to go somewhere far smooth to continue what we were already doing, and I could barely conceive it when she said ‘ yes ’.

On the way to my domicile, I asked Katie how far she wanted to go, and she told me that if I had condom, for the number 1 clip in her life, she'd go ‘ all the way'with me. I'd never slept with a virgin before, and it felt really filthy somehow ; bedding an inebriated virgin like that. We didn't pain in the neck with a great lot of foreplay, because we were both so turned on, and before too long, I had Katie on her back, as I gently penetrated her for the start time. Katie admitted that she hadn't expected my humanness to be quite so big, and was a bit pall. I couldn't do much, early than offer to let her back out, and then promise to be soft, when she wanted to continue, but I still hurt her a piffling, with the first incursion. She left me later that Night, after a gambol of about three and a half minute, quite fill, but came back in the morning, admitting that she'd enjoyed the late night, but begging me not tell anyone about what I'd done to her.

The effects of the inebriant had worn off both of us by then, and to be honest, I felt like a bit of a mongrel for what we'd done ; she was somewhat drunk after all. I felt a bit punk, so we decided that we wouldn't recite anyone what we'd done, and we'd deny it if we were asked.

Whether anyone would trust our denials was another matter entirely, seeing as several people had seen me feeling her up, and noticed that we left together. We decided to tell the story that we had intended to have sex, but when she saw the sizing of my manhood, Katie got cold metrical unit and backed out before giving me her cherry. The tale was accepted, the way we wanted, by the majority of citizenry. )

There were several Thomas More ‘ squeezes,'as Lyndsey called them, over the following few year. Lyndsey brought habitation no LE than fourteen of them, possibly a couple more. By comparison, I got all of one, and in all fairness, that one got me. She was twenty one, married, and five months pregnant. She'd only just discovered that her husband was cheating on her. She agreed to forgive him, if she could cause an affair, too. Just a one Night stand would do ; simply to progress to him feel the way she did.

She simply wanted him sitting at home, knowing that his darling wife was off out, getting screwed by another blighter. Therefore, she walked into the penny-pinching bar and looked around for someone worthy to bed, and for whatever grounds, she picked me. When I told her I was married, she suggested that I could share her with my married woman ; if my wife didn't judgment, then neither would she. I wondered about whatever chance we could have to bed the significant woman, seeing as our girl were in our home ! They were in their mid teen by then, so I invited Lyndsey down into the bar level, and then took the two women into a tranquillity way in the edifice. It was the only sentence I ever bedded a heavily pregnant, not to bring up married, char, ( apart from the one who was married to me, and she didn't want to pretend love when heavily pregnant ), and felt a little funny. It also seemed dirty, somehow. I think it was due to the fact that she was carrying her husband's baby, as much as the fact that she wanted to be turn on bareback. She wanted her cheating husband to see the evidence of her infidelity when she returned base and got into their bed with him.


Our award catch was a little girl Lyndsey first described to me as,"A tall blonde, with a pretty face, an ass I desperately want to spank, big bosom I can't wait to get out and suck, and a mouth I want clamped around my pussycat sass in the next few minutes. I want to jazz her into the midriff of next week !"Boy, was she something else !

Lyndsey had originally been in the bar I managed, seeing as our daughters were away on a school trip, and the director's job came with a four bedroom flat above the bar. The blonde had made a clear period of play to get Lyndsey into bed, despite the wedding pack. Lyndsey had approached me, pointed out the blonde and asked me, with no preamble, if I would permit her to take the blonde to bed that night, for the lonesome purpose of having extra-marital sex with her. I was reminded about the two weeks I spent slipping Sadie my length while Lyndsey was in hospital, so I agreed to let her,"shag the blonde girl senseless in our bed tonight, sweetheart. If she's still there when you finish, and if she fancies it, then I'll share her with you ; I promise I will !"the way she wanted. That was about nine o'clock.

When I got into the apartment at about one o'clock the only thing I could learn from the sleeping room were orgasmic groans as the two of them were still at it. The two of them were on the bed, Lyndsey on top, and her first Word when I walked in were,"Hey sweetheart, what do you consider of the tits on this teenage scoria ? Have a feel and tell me what you think."I noticed that the owner of the chest hadn't even been asked whether she minded me feeling her up, but I also noticed that she made no protest. They were big and firm and I commented as such after having a well feel of them. Then I settled down to look on in the corner of the bedchamber, and it was quite entertaining. The blonde fille was completely denudate down below, and I could see the way her vagina was turning red from the way my darling footling wife had been using it for her own pleasure.

As I sat, watching, Lyndsey instructed the blonde girl ; neither of us knew her gens at the time, to,"Open your mouth, darling, it's time to hold it filled full-of-the-moon of cock."She refused at first, eventually agreeing when she was told,"If you want to be on this bed with me, ever again, you'll suction my hubby's cock, and swallow up his cum, and you'll do it right fucking now, you dirty little blonde slut ! You knew that the Price for sharing my bed was servicing my hubby if you were still here when he finished body of work. I told you that you'd be taking sperm in at least one of your tight little teenage holes tonight. I expect that you'd prefer it in your mouth, rather than in your sore little cunt, or up your virgin ass, but if you prefer it in either of those room, I'm sure that it can be arranged.

I'll give you twenty seconds to bear one of your cock-sockets full phase of the moon of my husband's cock ; I don't suppose he'll care which hole he sticks it in, as long as he sticks it in one of them ; otherwise, you know where your wearing apparel are. You can put them on, and spend a penny off home, and it's the cobbler's last time you'll ever get to sit on my look, the way you enjoy so much. Now, get your fucking sassing open you dirty piddling brassy whore !"Whoever she was, she didn't like it, but she did what Lyndsey told her to do ; opening her oral fissure for me to put my manhood in.

When Lyndsey saw the blonde, with her lip full of my penis, her eyes seemed to fall up with amusement, as her digit wandered, and she talked dirty to the girl, telling her what to do.

Once the girl had gotten dressed and gone menage, I asked Lyndsey what her epithet was, and was quite surprised when she didn't know."You fucked her for more than four hr, and you don't know her epithet ?"I asked.
"Nope,"she replied, as if she couldn't have cared less, and to be fair, she probably couldn't have cared a good deal less.
"So what did you address her as,"seemed like a reasonable question.
"Whatever I felt like ! She answered to ‘ beef ’, ‘ slut'or ‘ whore ’, and they did for me. When she was in the elevator up to the apartment, and I told her to get her fucking breeches off, I told her that with her attitude, she really was a dirty piddling fucking strumpet, and she didn't complain. Later on, I got her to admit what she was. She answered to ‘ dirty gripe'so I made do with that."I was stunned, at that. I knew that Lyndsey had played a dominatrix before, but never quite like that."She was the most fun I've ever had with a squeeze before, and I'm gon na have plenty More fun with her if I get my way ; and judgment by the noises she made, I am gon na get my way. I'm gon na make her moan, groan, and scream a whole lot more. From now on, that blonde teenage bitch is gon na be my picayune fucking prostitute, and she's gon na do whatever the fuck I tell her to do."
"Whatever you tell her ?"
"Like tonight, stunner. I don't think she was a virgin, but she hadn't had a big prick up her cunt, before she took my big strap-on, all the way in."
"You gave her the big one ?"I asked, because I figured it would be unusual for Lyndsey to use that one on such a unseasoned girl.
"Fuck yeah ; I gave her the big one all right ; all eleven inches of it, hard, and from behind ; like the dirty piddling beef that she is ; and the way I love to take your dick. If only you'd been there to look on, because you should bear heard the way the piddling fornicatress moaned, and squealed, as I shoved it all the way up her ! She originally didn't want me to use the big one on her, but when I showed her how easily it went up my slit, she bent over to take away it up hers when I told her to. Of track I neglected to advert the fact that I've had two children, and therefore am nowhere near as tight as she is.

She lay on her back first-class honours degree, with those gorgeous teat out, and I teased her until she was just begging to be fucked ; promising me any position I wanted. After that, I got her onto her genu, with her bosom in my work force, and I slowly fed that big golosh cock right up her tight niggling teenage cunt. It took me a while, and plenty of lube to get it right up her the low gear time, but once it was in, I saw to her dependable and proper ; making her riot out loud with her first off orgasm ! After that, she got on her articulatio genus and she begged me to know her again. As you saw, her pussy was turning red, when you arrived in the bedroom. I wasn't surprised though ; seeing as I had shoved the heavy of my strap-on shaft, right up her, for about the eighth or the ninth time by then ; I kinda lost tally after what I think, although I'm not sure, was the fifth go up that tight teenage cunt. You're going to love plowing her, too, and cumming right up her cunt ; you'll sleep with how soaked her cunt tactile property around your cock ! She's also very noisy in her pleasure ; as you no doubt noticed, she screamed a lot as I rammed her sopping gob ! At the beginning of next week, I want to ascertain you ram the blonde slut, hard, before I nail her up her Virgo the Virgin ass as well !"

We saw the girl again the next hebdomad, and after learning a little about her, properly saw to her in the bed, as Lyndsey dominated her properly ; making for certain that she knew who was schoolma'am, and who was the subservient squawk who was going to do whatever she was commanded to do. It was very clear, when Lyndsey pushed Leigh into her second act of anal sex, with me, that Vivien Leigh was always going to be submissive to Lyndsey. Originally she wanted Lyndsey to give me wear a safety, but Lyndsey wasn't having any of that, pointing out that,"I have an implant you pudding head little bitch ; what do we need rubbers for ? You will do whatever I tell you to do, whenever I tell you to do it, and now I am telling you to take my hubby's cock up your almost vestal ass, bareback ! I want to see him shoot his incumbrance right inside you. Obey, or suffer the punishment !"

Leigh obeyed, although I had little idea of what the punishment might cause been.

I was surprised to find that Leigh was an xviii yr old educatee, at university here in DC with one ex-boyfriend, who had seduced her at the age of sixteen, and who had never slept with another woman before she met Lyndsey. However, it was lust at first plenty, with a sultry senior cleaning lady. Despite being in her early forties though, I don't think that Lyndsey liked being referred to as an ‘ quondam woman.'We arranged for Leigh to hail to our stead on a Tuesday morning, and a Friday afternoon, as those were times when Leigh wouldn't be at university, and our children wouldn't be home, and the three of us had sex for a couple of hours. Occasionally, Leigh came around to see us for reasons other than sex, if she was feeling lonely, because she never had many Quaker, although on those occasions we did try and get sufficient peace somewhere to have sex with her at least once.

That first morning, Lyndsey basically dictated to Leigh that she was going to be Lyndsey's sex hard worker. She could agree to obey her kept woman, in whatever ‘ depraved sex acts'Mistress demanded, or she could go rest home ; it was her choice. Like any cleaning lady though, ‘ No,'was always in her vocabulary ; any time she wanted to leave, we would open the door for her. She would never be made to do anything she didn't want to do ; Lyndsey called that ‘ rape,'and pointed out that we weren't that way inclined. She admitted to knowing what it felt like to be raped, and said that she never wanted to find as if she was doing that to another woman. We wanted a uncoerced pardner ; one we would reach pleasure to, when she was in our bedroom.

It was clear to both Lyndsey and myself, right from the starting signal, that Leigh's interest in sex with the two of us, centered entirely on Lyndsey ; I just got in the way of that. Leigh knew though, that if she wanted Lyndsey, then she had to go for my participation in case. That changed within the first couple of calendar month though, as she realized how much joy she could get, from letting me make believe sexual love to her, in a way that her ex never really managed to do.

The change in attitude manifested in an strange way. One day I was sitting in my office, up to my ears in paperwork ; which I've always hated, when there was a bang on the room access. I figured that there would only sustain been myself and Lyndsey in the edifice, seeing as our daughters were out, and would be out for hour. Besides which, it wasn't as if any of those three ever knocked on the door, anyway ; they just barged right in ! I got up to open the room access, quite puzzled as to who I could expect to find on the early incline of it, and was quite surprised to see Leigh standing there, wearing what she called her ‘ I've just been on the receiving end of a big rubber dick,'expression.

Clearly Lyndsey had arranged the getup for her, and brought her to me, quickly leaving after knocking on the doorway, because Leigh would have been ineffective to get hold of the office, wearing that blindfold, and she wouldn't have been able to pick apart on the door, with her bridge player cuffed behind her back.

She was a lovely, sexy plenty, I must admit. She was wearing a dead chick, high iron heel and a silk blouse ; and they were all she was wearing. The dame had been turned sideways, with only the top button fastened, and the stuff was pulled up and pinned to the lower portion of her blouse, baring her vagina, which had clearly been recently put to use ; there was artificial lubricant bedcover around the outside of it, and spreading around the top yoke of column inch of her thighs. The blouse had been opened all the way to the dog collar button, and the bottom release fastened behind her back, baring her glorious firm teenage white meat. Written in Lyndsey's elegant handwriting, on the sphere of skin where her pubic bone should have been were the tidings ‘ Insert cock here, sweetie'with an arrow pointing down to her vagina.

I grabbed one of her weapons system, pulled her into the office, and shut the door. Then I pushed her back against the room access, cupped her chest, and kissed her. It was something that Lyndsey never liked to see me doing. To this day, I haven't figured that one out. I never figured out how it was risky for Lyndsey to see me kissing another woman, than it was for her to see me having every kind of sex conceivable with that same cleaning lady, but that was how it was.

"schoolma'am's wish,"Leigh said, after I'd stopped kissing her."You must be getting bored with paperwork by now, so schoolma'am sends some entertainment, and I'm ready to serve."
"Serve ?"I asked.
"Yes Master. I have my orders from schoolmistress. I'm to have one load of cum shooter up into my slit, and another cargo splattered all over my face, and then I'm to be sent back upstairs to kept woman, so that she can see that I've been an obedient slave."
"You didn't say anything about being on the pill, before."I observed.
"I'm not,"she answered.
"You're not on the contraceptive pill, and you want unprotected sex ?"I asked ; quite surprise, as you might expect.
"schoolma'am commanded it of me, so I will do as I am told. If I don't, I'll be punished again."
"Punished ?"I asked.
"Yes Master ; punished. When I told schoolmistress that I didn't want to get your babe, she promised me an miscarriage if I fell fraught, and then she bent me over her lap and spanked me for questioning her parliamentary law. Mistress spanks strong, too ! Then she repeated her order, threatening me with another spanking if I didn't do what I was told."
"What was the order she gave you ?"
"I can't repetition it ; I'm not admit to use such foul language."
"She won't hear you, and I won't tell her."
"You promise, headmaster ?"Vivien Leigh asked.
"Of form,"I assured her.
"Ok then. Mistress reminded me that I'm no better than a muddy niggling fucking light-haired slut-bitch from the projection, where Mistress says I would be pop among the local anesthetic ; especially dressed like this. Mistress said that she only keeps me around for the reasonably face she likes to sit on, the big firm tits she likes to gouge, and the fact that I'm a dirty, obedient footling snatch who takes hammer any way that she's told to. She told me that I'm only good for one affair anyway ; spreading my legs for shaft, and then she told me to get my cute, shapely, soaked, whorish little ass into your post, and beg you to satiate my barely legal petty pussy with spunk, and then force out more spunk all over my pretty nerve. I have to do both, to void being punished, so, please Master, sate my snatch with spunk, and then squirt on my facial expression, because really I am just Mistress'dirty little blonde slut-whore. I suppose that I may as well be your filthy little slut-whore, too.

How do you desire me, Master ; knack over the bound of your desk, or on my back, on the floor ; I'll let you do it to me any way you want."
"Up against the rampart,"I replied, figuring that it would be more comfortable for her than being bent over the penetrating, wooden desk edge. There wasn't a great batch of distance on the storey either, so I maneuvered Leigh into the correct position, with her back up against the office bulwark, and then, keeping cargo area of those magnificent big firm breasts, I began to make beloved to her.

Before too long I decided to turn her round, rolled up the back of her mini-skirt, and got her to go along storage area of it in her hands. Then, pressing her white meat into the rampart, I pulled her hips away from it, and eased myself back inside her, telling her that,"You're correct about what you are, Leigh ; you're a filthy little xviii class old sporting lady. But you're a downright beautiful, foul minuscule woman of the street. If I wasn't married, I'd love to do this to you every day."From the angle of her face, I swear that she blushed slightly from the compliment on her beauty, and on her sex appeal. Feeling the minute of climax approach, I withdrew nearly of my manhood from her vagina, and I gave Vivien Leigh another chance to back out, before I ejaculated inside her. The spirit of Leigh pushing her hips back to press my penis back inside her vagina, and the whispered command to,"Just fill my tight little teenage snatch with mettle, master copy, please. I've never had a man heart in my cunt before and I don't caution about the import. I want you to be the number 1 to start my cunt, and I don't care if you get me up the duff because of it !"was one of those feelings ; the verbal description of which just can't be put into words. Therefore I took a immobile handgrip on Leigh's pelvic girdle, and buried myself right back inside her.

It felt a footling strange to me, to be ejaculating inside Leigh ; knowing that we weren't using any contraceptive method, and knowing that I could get her significant, but she wanted me to, so I did.

After I had sex with Leigh, I got back to my paperwork, but I left my bloomers around my articulatio talocruralis, and a few minutes later, Vivien Leigh maneuvered herself around my desk, with my directions, hard though it was with the blindfold still on, inviting me to accommodate out my manhood and guide her open mouth around it. Then she went down on me ; reminding me to ejaculate all over her side, after which she asked for my assistance in operating the lift, so that she could go back to her beautiful Mistress, to be inspected for obedience, and as I watched my seminal fluid trickling down her face, dripping onto her tit, she looked just so dirty, that I could quite happily have taken her again, and again and again. I failed to resist the enticement to slip a couple of fingers inside her, and then gently put them into her backtalk to have them sucked neat. I'd have kissed her again if it hadn't been for the semen that I'd squirted on her face.

Apparently Mistress was please with her little slave's obedience, and didn't spank her again. Lyndsey sent Leigh into the exhibitor to clean the ‘ disgusting mess'off her skin, set up to submit her back into the sleeping room, tie her to the bed, and sit on her face for a sixty-nine. I had been surprised at offset, both that Lyndsey would go down on her slave, seeing as she had ejaculate in her vagina, and that Leigh enjoyed letting Lyndsey dainty her so badly, obeying schoolma'am'commands, but it was quite pass that she did enjoy it. The forged she was treated, the happier she seemed to be.

Later that night, I tried to tactfully get Lyndsey talking about what we'd done with Leigh earlier on. I guess I wasn't quite kid-glove enough, because Lyndsey figured out what the conversation was going to be about and said,"I know I spanked her a bit too hard, so I apologized when you sent the cum-splattered good deal back to me. I asked what she wanted from me, to make up for my bad behaviour. adjacent time she's here, she wants to see me with my oral cavity full of your sperm cell, and then I'm to swallow the lot. Clearly she really wants to punish me, because after that, I'm to bend over, and take the big dildo, rear entry, as she squeezes my tits and spanks my buttocks, while you fire another burden down my throat."

Rear ledger entry was one thing squeezes weren't allowed to do to Lyndsey ; that was the one thing that she reserved for me alone, but she must have been feeling shamed at her treatment of Vivien Leigh, to allow that ; especially with the biggest of her two-bagger ended dildos. That was bigger than my real phallus, and so far it had never been fed into her anus ; into various squeezes'anuses, yes ; including Leigh's, but never between the halves of schoolmarm'lovely, plump down little peach.

Two Clarence Shepard Day Jr. later, that changed. We got Lyndsey onto the bed, naked, and I settled down above her heading, feeding my penis into her back talk, as Leigh eased two fingerbreadth into her vagina, and began to tattle dirty to her. I'll probably never blank out the way an eighteen twelvemonth old girl told my darling wife to,"That's it, you filthy little fucking slut ; you take that shaft to the back of your dirty oral fissure, and milk it for all it's got. guide every drop down into your belly, like the good little sporting lady that you are !"

When Lyndsey had swallowed my semen, Vivien Leigh got her onto all fours on the bed, and demanded that she component her plump rump, to be lubed up for the big natural rubber prick ; she wasn't going to get away with taking one of the smaller single. Just the sight of that big rubber penis being fed into my little married woman's anus was enough to release me on again, and listening to the way Leigh talked to Lyndsey, the way Lyndsey usually talked to Leigh, just made it even better ; especially when she told me to,"Come on stud poker, it's clip for the dirty fiddling bitch's arcsecond helping of man-milk. wedge it as far down her pharynx as it'll go ; she'll deep-throat you now, and if she knows what's good for her, she'd better fucking swallow !"

Within an hr, Leigh had also taken the big pencil eraser phallus, rear-entry, as she sucked on the genuine member, and that was probably one of the trump academic session the three of us ever had, especially the moment that Leigh took front and nurture entranceway at the same time. Within a month, Vivien Leigh missed a menstruum, seeing as her schoolma'am had demanded to see her with a vagina wide-cut of ejaculate on a steady cornerstone. She missed the succeeding period, too, so she was clearly meaning. She swore that I was the exclusively man she'd had sex with, so the babe must have been mine. She needed an abortion, which we paid for, as Mistress promised we would, and we got her a provision of the oral contraceptive pill at the Saame clip, so that I could own her unprotected, whenever kept woman demanded it, and Mistress demanded it quite frequently.

We bedded Leigh all the way through her university course, until she went home, and, as my darling little married woman put it, ‘ If a missy could get a qualification for slutiness, she'd get whatever the top mark was."

We got a unity varsity letter from Leigh, about six or seven months after she went back menage, to drive her place in the family business organisation. She told us that she'd missed us terribly, until she found a new Master and Mistress to serve. Apparently Leigh's new owners were an experienced dominatrix, in her former thirties, and her husband, and the couple of them had put Leigh through her footstep at the end of their world-class ‘ particular date ’, and had pronounced Leigh the best little slave they'd ever had. Vivien Leigh also conveyed the thanks of her new owners, to the couple who had trained her as a slavish, so well. She was already meaning with her professional's baby and was going to be rewarded for going full-term with the child and giving it up to her Mistress to adopt, because kept woman couldn't have one of her own. There was no return address on the missive, so we were unable to direct a reply, and there were no more than letters. Leigh was our lastly little clinch ; we just never did get around to replacing her.

I think it was simply the fact that we knew we'd never get any better than Vivien Leigh ; anyone else would be an anti-climax.

At one stop, I had offered Lyndsey a deuce-ace with another chap, or a foursome, with another duo, if she wanted it. It was, I said, only funfair, after the amount of other fair sex I'd gotten to have sex with, while I was married to Lyndsey. She wouldn't hear of it, despite being curious as to the quantity of pleasure she may let been able to get from another man. A duad we'd known for eld had always been into the singe panorama for as long as we'd known them, and they'd talked to us about it many clock time ; offering to convey us with them one Nox, because they thought we'd both be well received at one of the parties they attended. She liked the look of me, and he liked the feeling of my wife, and both figured that the public opinion would be shared by many of the other swinger. I knew that Lyndsey was curious, solely from her facial formulation ; I could read her like a book by then ! To be fair, though, she could also read me like a book, and she'd been able-bodied to do it for far longer than I had been able-bodied to read her. I asked her why she didn't want to do it, because I could clearly see that she was interested, and received a reply I would not feature imagined, even though I had known her more than twenty old age by then.

She took me by the bridge player and silently led me into the bedroom, before picking up one of her arctic penises and saying,"If we bring another woman into this bedroom, and I put this on, I can have as lots fun with her as you can. I can orgasm from sticking this into her pussy, in the same way that she can orgasm from you putting the real number thing into hers. If we bring another man to bed, you don't have that option. I can't see you wanting to sodomize another bloke ; nor him wanting to do that to you, so it would simply be unjust to you, for me to give the fun of a 2nd man in the bedroom, while you got zippo in return !

I'll do it for you, if you really want to watch another bloke fuck me ; I'll kneel on the bed and let him fill up me with his sperm if you want me to, but I'm not really bothered about it myself. I don't need extra-marital cock, sweetheart, considering the size of yours, and the ability you have to pleasure me with it, whenever you feed it to me. After all, I have you, and you're all I'll ever need !"

She knelt down at my metrical unit, and said,"I appreciate the offer though, knockout, and I'll not forget the circumstance that prompted you to establish it. I promised you, before our very first triplet, that I would never ask your permit to bed another man, and it's a promise I will keep until the day I die, or the day you get another woman, and don't percentage her with me ! I'll be content with using one of my rubber tool on whichever fair sex you or I can get to send away their knickers for us. If you fancy some extra-marital pussy, sweetheart, then as long as you bring that self-same cunt house, for me to have my share of, with my big rubber cock, I'll let you have foremost ride ; I'll contentedly watch you spray your load inside her, if she's dirty plenty to let you do that. I might even lick it out of her afterwards, as you ride me. That's the closest we'll get to fair fun for both of us ; a bi-babe we can both sleep with, and I'll be content with that."Then she reached into the bedside cabinet for a condom, to thank me for the offering I'd just made !

I explained to my darling little married woman, that it wasn't something I wanted to see ; I just thought that after she'd brought so many cleaning woman nursing home, and permitted me to have my repellant way with them, that it would be mean of me not to appropriate her another man, on social function, if she wanted to tolerate one to sustain his wicked way with her. For the following couple of Clarence Day, Lyndsey bent over backwards to please me ; she was so moved by my willingness to let her sustain another man, regardless of my thinking, if it was what she wanted .