An event that sticks in my retentivity was the afternoon my pin-up little wife asked me if I wanted to ask section in a three with her best champion ! She'd met, and befriended, a single-parent at the schoolhouse our daughters attended, when they started Kindergarten the class before, and she wanted the pair of us to take away the friend to bed. Sadie was only 22, and her son was in the Saami twelvemonth as our girl. Sadie and Lyndsey had become protagonist right at the kickoff of the previous schoolhouse year and had talked on a lot of study ; apparently including the size of my manhood ! Sadie had only ever had one lover, who had abandoned her when she fell significant at the tender age of seventeen. He wasn't well endowed, and she described him as a, ‘ two pumps and a squirt merchant anyway ’. I thought that was rather unrefined, personally, but she knew him, and I didn't. They'd only been sleeping together for a few workweek before he did a smuggler. He hadn't exactly impressed her with his bedroom carrying out either, and my favourite little married woman had offered my humanity to her best protagonist, ‘ if I'd go along with it.'

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

She looked hurt for a few second and then started to smile."diddlysquat, I hadn't thought of that,"she said with a laugh,"but no, I just want to get my mouth around Sadie's teat, and my tongue right up inside her juicy picayune pussy. You've always told me that mine tastes so sweet, and I would consume to harmonize with you, from what I've tasted of myself, on your finger or your cock. Now I just want to sample another honey-pot, so that I can find out if it's as sweet-tasting as my own. Besides that, I want to watch you get her on her knees and slip 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 chap ; I swear I won't ! I don't want to film the risk of being disappointed with a lack-luster execution,"and I took the oath as seriously as the one she swore in the church, wearing her Patrick White silk dress."I'm just a little odd about bedding another cleaning lady, like Sadie, and now just seems to be the sentence to try it. You don't object, do you, sweetheart ?"When your wife introduces her best friend and asks if you want to bang her in the ass, do you refuse ?

I turned to Sadie and asked,"Do you feel comfortable with the ideas my Sweet, innocent little wife is proposing, and do you accept ?"

"I always swallowed in the short point I sucked, although I won't title to be any good at it ; it's a skill one of you may give birth to teach me. I've been a footling bi-curious for a while now, the way Lyndsey has, and seeing as I haven't had any sort of fuck in the go five years, respectable, bad, or indifferent, I'll do what the two of you want, for a small carnal pleasure, as long you promise to be gentle 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 little 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 marital bed with my wife's best friend on a regular basis ; at least once a week ; sometimes far more often. For the first duad of workweek, it was every weekday ; although only for a couple of hours when the kids were at schooling. Lyndsey took the kids to schooling on a break of day, picked Sadie up, and brought her rest home for some fun.

unknown region to me, the two of them had been watching a bonnie bit of pornography together, and Lyndsey had taken a fancy to the idea of being a dominatrix. She'd scram Sadie to consider being the submissive, to her dominatrix, and when the two of them arrived for the commencement session, I offered Sadie a methamphetamine hydrochloride of wine, thinking that she might involve it to steady her nerves.

Lyndsey gave me a considerable shock absorber when she announced, loudly, not to remark indescribably crudely, that,"She hasn't got fucking time to drink fucking wine-colored ! The only thing that lousy little whore has clip to do, is get into the fucking bedroom, get her fucking knickers off, and get down on her fuck knees, with her fucking knocker out. After she's sucked on my cunt, she's going to take my big rubber peter right up her tight trivial cunt, really fucking gruelling ! While I'm fucking the footling lady of pleasure from one end, I want you to fuck her from the other end and unload down her throat. You and me are gon na pound sign both of her blotto little 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 dissimilar ; individual fast-growing in the sleeping accommodation, in a way that I never seen, in somewhere around about ten days. She'd never been strong-growing in the bedroom with me ; always allowing me to be in kick. 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 aggressive and prevalent when we had a third partner in the sleeping accommodation with us, and not in all of the time that she did that, was she ever capable to explain it, either to herself, or to me. I don't think that Lyndsey actually knew why she was so aggressive with another char. Still, I can't deny that I found such behaviour from my usually mild and modest little wife to be such a huge 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 best champion's vagina, groping her breast and asking her, inverted comma,"How does your tight little cunt like the tone of this big rubber hammer shoved up it, in place of your last boyfriend's slight Norbert Wiener, you dirty fiddling nookie ginger slut-bitch ?"

I discovered that Lyndsey quite enjoyed talking rude and dirty to her best friend, in bed, and it just turned me on even more ; especially when she told me, quite bluntly to,"seed on sweetheart, feed that big cock right down the short whore's throat, and squirt into her belly. Tickle the little slut's nostrils with your pubes, and make her do what I won't ; wee-wee her unsay your foul-tasting fuck juice, before you feed that fucking huge cock up her tight little virgin ass. As you shag her up her ass, we'll eat each others'pussy, and between us, we'll make the piddling jade scream really do it loud !"

Lyndsey was certainly an effective dominatrix that cockcrow, and many other mornings, getting anything sexual that she wanted from Sadie ; either for herself, or whatever she wanted to see me do to her submissive little sex-slave. Sadie did what Lyndsey wanted, for sexual pleasance like nothing she'd ever known before. The father of her child hadn't been able to equate with what we did to her, and in exchange for such joy, within reason, she was happy to do what she was told.

Eventually our fun stopped when Sadie found a man to love her. He was nearly twenty dollar bill years her senior, and was quite well off. Lyndsey made the introductions, and a trivial later, told him a bit about Sadie. She told him, in no uncertain damage that the lovely Whitney Young womanhood he fancied was"very unsporting,"and had been"quite well trained by a skilled, well-endowed rivet,"and"should not be a letdown in the pocket, although whether you can keep up with her appetite is another matter entirely !"

Sadie called round to see us the day after their first date and could barely believe that,"I fucked on the number one particular date ; bareback, too ! You two have turned me into right footling slut ! When he took me home, he told me I was a dirty minuscule 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 hawkshaw, so I guess I can't share your bed anymore. I'll miss our fun together, especially eating Lyndsey's minge every week, but I'll have to be faithful to him. Can I come back to you, and be your little fornicatress again, if it doesn't work out ?"

We told her that she could come back and be our small 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 boodle papa for as long as he lived. They married eventually ; her new married man adopting her son and getting her pregnant twice more. Lyndsey found us several other women to contribution over the years. All were younger than we were, attractive and full-figured. I never asked where they came from, or how Lyndsey got them to hold to percentage our bed on a steady base, I just enjoyed having sex with them.

We replaced Sadie within three weeks. The permutation 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 couple of on-line personal tangency magazines, 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 topic !
Wanted : An adventurous, bisexual, submissive lady, for a relatively easy thirty-something brace to spoil. male person ; 39, tall, slim, well-endowed and bountiful, with blonde fuzz, blue center and ten in of thickset cock to work with. female ; 34, likes being spanked, very attractive, yearn brownish hair, gray oculus, five feet tall, sizing eight, shaved pussycat, hourglass figure, an ass like a peach, tits the size of Citrullus vulgaris with big, suckable mamilla, and very marked-up between the sheets.

Looking for someone with an adventuresome spirit and an open mind, willing to try most matter, and must be on the pill or with a contraceptive implant for bareback. Age, looks and wash far less important than the size of your pap, the sweetness of your cunt-juices, and your willingness to obey your Mistress.

We got the beginning reply and a photograph within a few days. There were a total of four replies ; three of which included photographs of the fair sex responding ; the picture of the fourth one wouldn't open up.

Lyndsey selected this reply, showed me the photo that came with it, of an attractive red-haired woman, looking to be about twenty five or so, and asked my notion. Her pick of words was pretty crude oil, as I had begun to expect."Here, rivet, how do think this red-head would look on her knees, with your cock buried, nut deep, down her throat, and one of my rubber one rammed clitoris deep up her snatch at the Sami clock time ?"

The advertizement read,"My name is Judith, I'm 29, and recently divorced. Since I married, I've been well-trained as a submissive by my prevalent, cheating bastard of an ex-husband. I'm five feet three column inch marvelous and I wear size four clothes. I have red hairsbreadth, green eyes, and my contraceptive implant is thoroughly for at least another class. I have a nice ass, big, house, juicy 46E tits, a stringent shaven twat, and I'm will to obey my schoolmistress and do what she demands of me.

There's little my ex-husband didn't cook me do at some percentage point, so I'm as dirty as screw and just gagging for a good shag. I've never been with a cleaning lady before, but I've always been at least a little bi-curious, interested in sex with another fair sex, and I'm volition to learn how to please my Mistress. I've always been broadminded when it comes to sex and I haven't been laid in way too long, so I'm willing to start as soon as possible.

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

We contacted Judith and invited her to bear a meal with us, in a eating house, on an afternoon of her choosing. We met up, and got on well. Lyndsey spelled out the term and weather to Judith, who agreed, quite readily, to be little to a greater extent than our sex-slave slattern, even addressing us as ‘ superior'and ‘ Mistress.'We arranged to meet up the surveil day, for our initiatory sex sitting, but Judith insisted that we meet up at her house. It felt a little strange to me, having sex with a cleaning lady I'd really only just met, but the woman in doubt was quite bequeath. She did what Mistress demanded, and that included letting me have her, unprotected, and anally, quite willingly, that 1st afternoon, although Lyndsey did importune on having ‘ first ride ’, as she would with any cleaning lady she got to share a bed with us.

We spoiled our piddling 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, game console. We bought her some skillful clothes, including silk intimate apparel, lace underclothing, leather thrill, satin blouses, and annulus. Our slavish slave was invited to have Christmas dinner with us, and to land her girl, who was only a few months younger than our own girl, and the three of them got on well, fast becoming protagonist, the way tyke sometimes do.

Lyndsey cooked for all of us, as she insisted that a wife should, and the meal was substantially upright than Judy would have cooked for herself and her girl. lilliputian Chloe's face was a picture, as she opened the swathe on the games console, and realized what she had just been given. Judy's wasn't much unlike either. Once the girls were playing together, we both found the opportunity to make Judy downstairs into the nightclub and have sex with her. Chloe didn't even notice that her female parent was missing for nearly an hour and a half, as she serviced her master copy and her Mistress ! Lyndsey won the coin-toss, and went first, leaving me to preserve an eye on the shaver. After a considerable sentence, she came back into the apartment and whispered into my ear,"Your play to go downstairs and feed the little adulteress your meat. I left her bent over the bar, with her knee pants around her ankles, waiting for you. larrup her ass if she's moved ! I got her to sling her twat for me various times, but I left her ass alone for you, so that you can chicane her up there really toilsome, and make her scream as loud as you like ! No one will hear, except the couplet of you."

When I got downstairs, Judy was still bent over the bar, with her panties around her ankles, and I made love to her. Lyndsey refused to use the full term ; insisting that she made erotic love only to me ; she did not, under any lot, make dear to ‘ squeezes.'Lyndsey's opinion of squeezes was pretty simple, and pretty crude. She said that,"All they are, are flashy, sluttish, sluts for us to fuck."

Perhaps Lyndsey's head 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 sheath of those with baby, buying present for the tiddler as well. Those fry often got birthday, and Christmas, nowadays that their mothers couldn't afford to hold them ; frequently with their mothers'name on them, rather than her own. She always liked to see their faces as they opened the gift-wrapped boxes, and peered at what was inside.

We kept Judy for nearly a year, before she outgrew us, and moved on into the swinging scene for real. There was no way in hell that Lyndsey was going to put up with that. She liked seeing me ejaculate in Judy, but if Judy wanted to let early men do the same to her as well, then she had to go ; too much hazard 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 switch, and I was very surprised to be introduced to Maria ; an attractive, busty, five metrical foot, nine in, colored cleaning woman, in her mid twenty. Ever since Sadie, Lyndsey had insisted on big breasts on the irregular adult female to be in our bed ; she always claimed to be a ‘ tit woman ’. As Lyndsey joked, later that day,"I'm not racist sweetheart ; 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 leg when I tell her I want to fuck her with my big rubber cock.

If she gets her womanly component out for me, when I tell her to, then she's acceptable in my books. I don't care what polish she's from, what language she speaks, or what god she worships ; I'm far more concerned about the sizing of her tits, the tightness of her kitty, and her skills at both licking my kitty-cat, and at sucking your cock. I want to see you give her a milky facial nerve, while I squeeze her tits and fuck her hard from behind, during the first nookie seance we have. We need to make certain that she understands the situation quite clearly !"

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

( I was XIX, and at a birthday celebration. My upright friend and his twin sister were celebrating their eighteenth birthday, and had convinced their parents to pass on them alone with some friends. One of those invitee was a busty eightteen yr old colored girl, Katie. The drink flowed, along with the music, and Katie seemed to spend an inordinate amount of time with me. I figured that she fancied me, so I decided to take a little jeopardy. I kissed her, and stuck a hand up her blouse to fondle one of her breasts. I didn't get slapped, so I put the other hand up her skirt, running my digit over the gusset of her panties. When that didn't get my face slapped, I put my other hand up her wench as well, pulled her panty down a few cm, to slip a 1 finger inside her vagina, and I still didn't get slapped.

That was like a red masthead to a bull, really ; groping her at a party ; blatantly so, and not getting kicked in the privates or slapped around the head. Deciding that I wanted to have sex with her, I took my reputation into my mitt and asked her if she wanted to go somewhere far subdued to extend what we were already doing, and I could barely conceive it when she said ‘ yes ’.

On the way to my home, I asked Katie how far she wanted to go, and she told me that if I had condoms, for the first time in her lifetime, she'd go ‘ all the way'with me. I'd never slept with a virgin before, and it felt really unsportsmanlike somehow ; bedding an inebriated Virgin like that. We didn't bother with a great great deal of foreplay, because we were both so turned on, and before too longsighted, I had Katie on her back, as I gently penetrated her for the commencement clip. Katie admitted that she hadn't expected my humanness to be quite so big, and was a bit scared. I couldn't do much, former than offer to let her back out, and then promise to be gentle, when she wanted to continue, but I still hurt her a fiddling, with the first penetration. She left me later that dark, after a hoyden of about three and a half hours, quite meet, but came back in the morning, admitting that she'd enjoyed the previous night, but begging me not assure anyone about what I'd done to her.

The effects of the alcohol had worn off both of us by then, and to be honest, I felt like a bit of a by-blow for what we'd done ; she was somewhat drink in after all. I felt a bit sleazy, so we decided that we wouldn't tell anyone what we'd done, and we'd deny it if we were asked.

Whether anyone would consider 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 tale that we had intended to have sex, but when she saw the size of my manhood, Katie got cold foundation and backed out before giving me her cherry. The story was accepted, the way we wanted, by the majority of the great unwashed. )

There were several more ‘ wring,'as Lyndsey called them, over the following few age. Lyndsey brought home no less than 14 of them, possibly a couplet more. By comparing, I got all of one, and in all blondness, 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 dark standpoint would do ; simply to make him feel the way she did.

She simply wanted him sitting at dwelling, knowing that his darling wife was off out, getting screwed by another gent. Therefore, she walked into the nigh bar and looked around for someone suitable to bed, and for whatever reason, she picked me. When I told her I was married, she suggested that I could share her with my wife ; if my wife didn't mind, then neither would she. I wondered about whatever luck we could experience to bed the significant cleaning woman, seeing as our daughters were in our home ! They were in their mid stripling by then, so I invited Lyndsey down into the bar level, and then took the two womanhood into a quiet way in the building. It was the lone time I ever bedded a heavily pregnant, not to mention married, adult female, ( apart from the one who was married to me, and she didn't want to make jazz when heavily pregnant ), and felt a little curious. It also seemed foul, somehow. I think it was due to the fact that she was carrying her husband's child, as a good deal 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 home and got into their bed with him.


Our prize catch was a girlfriend Lyndsey first described to me as,"A magniloquent blonde, with a moderately boldness, an ass I desperately want to larrup, big tits I can't wait to get out and nurse, and a rima oris I want clamped around my pussy lips in the future few minutes. I want to hump her into the eye of next calendar week !"Boy, was she something else !

Lyndsey had originally been in the bar I managed, seeing as our daughter were away on a school trip-up, and the manager's job came with a four sleeping room flat above the bar. The blonde had made a clear swordplay to get Lyndsey into bed, despite the marriage ring. Lyndsey had approached me, pointed out the blonde and asked me, with no preamble, if I would allow her to charter the blonde to bed that night, for the sole purpose of having extra-marital sex with her. I was reminded about the two workweek I spent slipping Sadie my length while Lyndsey was in infirmary, so I agreed to let her,"shag the blonde missy senseless in our bed tonight, sweetheart. If she's still there when you finish, and if she fancies it, then I'll percentage 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 when thing I could hear from the chamber were orgasmic groan as the two of them were still at it. The two of them were on the bed, Lyndsey on top, and her first give-and-take when I walked in were,"Hey ravisher, what do you think of the bosom on this teenage dross ? Have a feel and distinguish me what you think."I noticed that the proprietor of the titty 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 good look of them. Then I settled down to watch in the corner of the bedroom, and it was quite think of. The blonde girl was completely bald down below, and I could see the way her vagina was turning red from the way my darling piffling wife had been using it for her own pleasure.

As I sat, watching, Lyndsey instructed the blond female child ; neither of us knew her public figure at the time, to,"open your back talk, darling, it's metre to have it filled full 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 suck my hubby's pecker, and swallow his cum, and you'll do it right fucking now, you dirty little blonde trollop ! You knew that the Mary Leontyne Price for sharing my bed was servicing my hubby if you were still here when he finished work. I told you that you'd be taking sperm in at least one of your pissed little teenage muddle 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 slipway, I'm sure that it can be arranged.

I'll give you twenty seconds to experience one of your cock-sockets full 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 clothes are. You can put them on, and piss off home, and it's the cobbler's last time you'll ever get to sit on my face, the way you enjoy so much. Now, get your fucking mouth outdoors you dirty little loud whore !"Whoever she was, she didn't like it, but she did what Lyndsey told her to do ; opening her lip for me to set my manhood in.

When Lyndsey saw the blonde, with her lip wide-cut of my penis, her eyes seemed to perch up with amusement, as her fingers wandered, and she talked dirty to the missy, telling her what to do.

Once the girlfriend had gotten dressed and gone home, I asked Lyndsey what her gens was, and was quite storm when she didn't know."You fucked her for more than than four hours, and you don't know her name ?"I asked.
"Nope,"she replied, as if she couldn't have cared less, and to be reasonable, she probably couldn't have cared a good deal less.
"So what did you handle her as,"seemed like a reasonable question.
"Whatever I felt like ! She answered to ‘ bitch ’, ‘ slut'or ‘ prostitute ’, and they did for me. When she was in the lift 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 pestiferous little fucking slut, and she didn't complain. Later on, I got her to allow what she was. She answered to ‘ dirty bitch'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 clinch before, and I'm gon na have plenty to a greater extent fun with her if I get my way ; and judgement by the racket she made, I am gon na get my way. I'm gon na make her moan, groan, and scream a unanimous lot more. From now on, that blonde teenage bitch is gon na be my short fucking whore, and she's gon na do whatever the fuck I tell her to do."
"Whatever you tell her ?"
"Like tonight, sweetheart. I don't think she was a Virgo, but she hadn't had a big cock 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 young girl.
"Fuck yeah ; I gave her the big one all right ; all eleven inches of it, hard, and from behind ; like the soiled piddling bitch that she is ; and the way I love to fill your cock. If only you'd been there to watch, because you should have heard the way the piffling slut 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 claim it up hers when I told her to. Of course of action I neglected to mention the fact that I've had two children, and therefore am nowhere near as tight as she is.

She lay on her back first off, with those gorgeous knocker 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 human knee, with her pap in my hands, and I slowly fed that big rubber cock right up her nasty piddling teenage puss. It took me a while, and lots of lubricator to get it right up her the first time, but once it was in, I saw to her safe and right ; making her scream out loud with her first orgasm ! After that, she got on her genu and she begged me to hump her again. As you saw, her cunt was turning red, when you arrived in the bedroom. I wasn't surprised though ; seeing as I had shoved the bounteous of my strap-on prick, right up her, for about the one-eighth or the ninth prison term by then ; I kinda lost tally after what I think, although I'm not trusted, was the fifth go up that smashed teenage twat. You're going to enjoy plowing her, too, and cumming right up her cunt ; you'll love how tight her cunt feels around your cock ! She's also very noisy in her joy ; as you no question noticed, she screamed a lot as I rammed her sopping hole ! At the beginning of next week, I want to watch you ram the blonde slut, hard, before I nail her up her virgin ass as well !"

We saw the girl again the take after week, and after learning a little about her, properly saw to her in the bed, as Lyndsey dominated her properly ; making sure that she knew who was mistress, and who was the submissive bitch who was going to do whatever she was commanded to do. It was very clear, when Lyndsey pushed Leigh into her second base act of anal retentive sex, with me, that Leigh was always going to be submissive to Lyndsey. Originally she wanted Lyndsey to make me wear a condom, but Lyndsey wasn't having any of that, pointing out that,"I have an implant you stupid little cunt ; what do we need safe for ? You will do whatever I tell you to do, whenever I tell you to do it, and now I am telling you to charter my hubby's cock up your almost virgin ass, bareback ! I want to see him take his load right inside you. Obey, or ache the punishment !"

Vivien Leigh obeyed, although I had fiddling idea of what the punishment might have been.

I was surprised to find oneself that Leigh was an eighteen year old student, at university here in D.C. 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 kickoff ken, with a carnal erstwhile adult female. Despite being in her early forty though, I don't think that Lyndsey liked being referred to as an ‘ older woman.'We arranged for Leigh to amount to our place on a Tuesday first light, and a Fri good afternoon, as those were prison term when Vivien Leigh wouldn't be at university, and our children wouldn't be home, and the three of us had sex for a duad of hours. Occasionally, Leigh came around to see us for understanding other than sex, if she was feeling lonely, because she never had many ally, although on those occasions we did try and get sufficient repose somewhere to bear sex with her at least once.

That foremost dawning, Lyndsey basically dictated to Leigh that she was going to be Lyndsey's sex hard worker. She could agree to obey her fancy woman, in whatever ‘ depraved sex routine'schoolmarm demanded, or she could go home ; it was her choice. Like any woman though, ‘ No,'was always in her lexicon ; any time she wanted to allow, we would open the room access for her. She would never be made to do anything she didn't want to do ; Lyndsey called that ‘ ravishment,'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 palpate as if she was doing that to another woman. We wanted a uncoerced partner ; one we would commit pleasure to, when she was in our bedroom.

It was exonerated to both Lyndsey and myself, right from the start, that Leigh's interest in sex with the two of us, centered entirely on Lyndsey ; I just got in the way of that. Vivien Leigh knew though, that if she wanted Lyndsey, then she had to assume my participation in events. That changed within the first couple of month though, as she realized how much pleasance she could get, from letting me make love to her, in a way that her ex never really managed to do.

The change in attitude manifested in an unusual way. One day I was sitting in my post, up to my pinna in paperwork ; which I've always hated, when there was a knock on the door. I figured that there would only possess been myself and Lyndsey in the edifice, seeing as our daughter were out, and would be out for hours. Besides which, it wasn't as if any of those three ever knocked on the door, anyway ; they just barged right on in ! I got up to afford the door, quite puzzled as to who I could carry to notice on the early side of meat of it, and was quite surprise to see Leigh standing there, wearing what she called her ‘ I've just been on the receiving end of a big rubber dick,'tone.

Clearly Lyndsey had arranged the outfit for her, and brought her to me, quickly leaving after knocking on the door, because Leigh would experience been unable to extend to the office, wearing that blindfold, and she wouldn't have been able to knock on the door, with her hands cuffed behind her back.

She was a lovely, sexy sight, I must admit. She was wearing a shortstop skirt, eminent flush and a silk blouse ; and they were all she was wearing. The chick had been turned sideways, with only the top button fastened, and the material was pulled up and pinned to the depress portion of her blouse, baring her vagina, which had clearly been recently put to use ; there was artificial lubricant bed covering around the outside of it, and spread around the top couple of inches of her second joint. The blouse had been opened all the way to the collar push button, and the fanny clitoris fastened behind her back, baring her magnificent firm teenage breasts. Written in Lyndsey's elegant hand, on the area of skin where her loins should have been were the words ‘ Insert cock here, sweetie'with an arrow pointing down to her vagina.

I grabbed one of her coat of arms, pulled her into the business office, and shut the door. Then I pushed her back against the door, cupped her breasts, 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 worse for Lyndsey to see me kissing another woman, than it was for her to see me having every form of sex conceivable with that Lapp woman, but that was how it was.

"Mistress's compliments,"Vivien Leigh said, after I'd stopped kissing her."You must be getting bored with paperwork by now, so Mistress sends some amusement, and I'm gear up to serve."
"Serve ?"I asked.
"Yes Master. I have my lodge from Mistress. I'm to have one freight of cum guesswork up into my cunt, and another payload splattered all over my human face, and then I'm to be sent back upstairs to Mistress, so that she can see that I've been an obedient slave."
"You didn't say anything about being on the anovulant, before."I observed.
"I'm not,"she answered.
"You're not on the pill, and you want unprotected sex ?"I asked ; quite surprised, as you might expect.
"Mistress 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 lord ; punished. When I told schoolmistress that I didn't want to birth your baby, she promised me an miscarriage if I fell pregnant, and then she bent me over her lap and spanked me for questioning her order. schoolmarm spanks toilsome, too ! Then she repeated her order, threatening me with another spanking if I didn't do what I was told."
"What was the monastic order she gave you ?"
"I can't repeat it ; I'm not allowed to use such foul language."
"She won't hear you, and I won't Tell her."
"You promise, headmaster ?"Vivien Leigh asked.
"Of row,"I assured her.
"Ok then. Mistress reminded me that I'm no better than a dirty short fucking blond slut-bitch from the projects, where schoolma'am says I would be pop among the local ; especially dressed like this. Mistress said that she only keeps me around for the pretty fount she likes to sit on, the big firm tits she likes to shove, and the fact that I'm a dirty, obedient little cunt who takes pecker any way that she's told to. She told me that I'm only good for one affair anyway ; spreading my leg for prick, and then she told me to get my cute, shapely, tight, whorish little ass into your office, and beg you to fill my just effectual small cunt with spunk, and then squirt Sir Thomas More spunk all over my pretty brass. I have to do both, to keep off being punished, so, please Master, fill my cunt with nerve, and then squirt on my boldness, because really I am just Mistress'filthy petty light-haired slut-whore. I suppose that I may as well be your filthy short slut-whore, too.

How do you want me, Master ; bent grass over the border of your desk, or on my spine, on the trading floor ; I'll let you do it to me any way you want."
"Up against the wall,"I replied, figuring that it would be more comfortable for her than being knack over the sharp, wooden desk edge. There wasn't a great deal of space on the floor either, so I maneuvered Leigh into the objurgate place, with her back up against the place rampart, and then, keeping grasp of those magnificent big firm breasts, I began to make love to her.

Before too tenacious I decided to turn her circle, rolled up the back of her mini-skirt, and got her to keep back clench of it in her mitt. Then, pressing her breasts into the wall, I pulled her hips away from it, and eased myself back inside her, telling her that,"You're right about what you are, Leigh ; you're a nasty little eighteen twelvemonth old whore. But you're a downright beautiful, dirty little whore. If I wasn't married, I'd making love to do this to you every day."From the Angle of her nerve, I swear that she blushed slightly from the compliment on her mantrap, and on her sex appeal. Feeling the second of climax approach, I withdrew most of my manhood from her vagina, and I gave Leigh another chance to back out, before I ejaculated inside her. The feeling of Leigh pushing her articulatio coxae back to push my penis back inside her vagina, and the whispered instruction to,"Just fill my pie-eyed little teenage snatch with mettle, Master, please. I've never had a man spunk in my cunt before and I don't tending about the consequences. I want you to be the number one to initiate my bitch, and I don't fear if you get me up the plum duff because of it !"was one of those feelings ; the description of which just can't be put into discussion. Therefore I took a solid grip on Leigh's hips, and buried myself right back inside her.

It felt a little strange to me, to be ejaculating inner Leigh ; knowing that we weren't using any contraception, and knowing that I could get her pregnant, but she wanted me to, so I did.

After I had sex with Leigh, I got back to my paperwork, but I left my pants around my ankle joint, and a few minutes later, Leigh maneuvered herself around my desk, with my centering, unmanageable though it was with the blindfold still on, inviting me to hold out my manhood and guide her open lip around it. Then she went down on me ; reminding me to ejaculate all over her face, after which she asked for my help in operating the elevator, so that she could go back to her beautiful Mistress, to be inspected for respect, and as I watched my semen trickling down her boldness, dripping onto her boob, she looked just so dingy, that I could quite happily have taken her again, and again and again. I failed to defy the enticement to slip one's mind a couple of finger's breadth inside her, and then gently put them into her mouthpiece to have them sucked clean. I'd have kissed her again if it hadn't been for the cum that I'd squirted on her face.

Apparently Mistress was pleased with her minuscule slave's obedience, and didn't spank her again. Lyndsey sent Vivien Leigh into the shower bath to cleanse the ‘ disgusting pile'off her skin, quick to take her back into the bedroom, tie her to the bed, and sit on her face for a sixty-nine. I had been surprised at first, both that Lyndsey would go down on her hard worker, seeing as she had come in her vagina, and that Leigh enjoyed letting Lyndsey goody her so badly, obeying Mistress'commands, but it was quite brighten that she did enjoy it. The speculative 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 concentrated, so I apologized when you sent the cum-splattered batch back to me. I asked what she wanted from me, to stool up for my bad behaviour. Next time she's here, she wants to see me with my oral cavity entire of your spermatozoan, and then I'm to swallow the lot. Clearly she really wants to punish me, because after that, I'm to stoop over, and film the big dildo, back end entry, as she squeezes my tits and spanks my buttocks, while you fire another encumbrance down my throat."

Rear entry was one thing squeezes weren't allowed to do to Lyndsey ; that was the one affair that she reserved for me alone, but she must have been feeling shamefaced at her treatment of Vivien Leigh, to allow that ; especially with the grownup of her double ended dildos. That was boastful than my real member, and so far it had never been fed into her anus ; into several liquidity crisis'anuses, yes ; including Vivien Leigh's, but never between the halves of Mistress'lovely, plump little peach.

Two days later, that changed. We got Lyndsey onto the bed, naked, and I settled down above her header, feeding my phallus into her mouth, as Vivien Leigh eased two digit into her vagina, and began to talk dirty to her. I'll probably never forget the way an XVIII class old girl told my darling wife to,"That's it, you filthy little fucking loose woman ; you take that cock to the back of your dirty mouth, and milk it for all it's got. Take every drop down into your belly, like the good little whore that you are !"

When Lyndsey had swallowed my semen, Leigh got her onto all quaternion on the bed, and demanded that she role her plump buttocks, to be lubed up for the big rubber prick ; she wasn't going to get away with taking one of the pocket-sized ace. Just the sight of that big rubber phallus being fed into my little wife's anus was enough to ferment 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 fourth dimension for the begrime little bitch's second helping of man-milk. Stick it as far down her throat as it'll go ; she'll deep-throat you now, and if she knows what's good for her, she'd better fucking bury !"

Within an minute, Leigh had also taken the big safe genus Phallus, rear-entry, as she sucked on the real penis, and that was probably one of the best sessions the three of us ever had, especially the here and now that Leigh took front and arse introduction at the same fourth dimension. Within a month, Vivien Leigh missed a period, seeing as her Mistress had demanded to see her with a vagina replete of semen on a veritable foundation. She missed the following period, too, so she was clearly meaning. She swore that I was the just man she'd had sex with, so the baby must stimulate been mine. She needed an abortion, which we paid for, as Mistress promised we would, and we got her a supply of the pill at the same time, so that I could have her unprotected, whenever Mistress demanded it, and Mistress demanded it quite frequently.

We bedded Leigh all the way through her university course of study, until she went family, and, as my darling little wife put it, ‘ If a girl could get a qualification for slutiness, she'd get whatever the top patsy was."

We got a ace letter of the alphabet from Vivien Leigh, about six or seven months after she went back plate, to take her place in the folk business. She told us that she'd missed us terribly, until she found a new headmaster and fancy woman to serve well. Apparently Vivien Leigh's new owners were an experienced dominatrix, in her other thirties, and her married man, and the pair of them had put Leigh through her paces at the end of their first ‘ appointment ’, and had pronounced Leigh the best footling striver they'd ever had. Leigh also conveyed the thanks of her new owner, to the dyad who had trained her as a submissive, so well. She was already fraught with her victor's baby and was going to be rewarded for going full-term with the child and giving it up to her fancy woman to adopt, because Mistress couldn't have one of her own. There was no return speech on the letter, so we were unable to broadcast a reply, and there were no more letters. Leigh was our utmost fiddling credit crunch ; we just never did get around to replacing her.

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

At one full point, I had offered Lyndsey a trey with another bloke, or a Little Joe, with another couple, if she wanted it. It was, I said, only fair, after the amount of early women 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 amount of pleasure she may have been able to get from another man. A duo we'd known for year had always been into the swinging scene for as long as we'd known them, and they'd talked to us about it many fourth dimension ; offering to take us with them one Night, because they thought we'd both be well received at one of the political party they attended. She liked the face of me, and he liked the feeling of my wife, and both figured that the notion would be shared by many of the other tramp. I knew that Lyndsey was funny, solely from her facial expressions ; I could translate her like a record by then ! To be fair, though, she could also read me like a Word, and she'd been able 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 response I would not get imagined, even though I had known her Thomas More than twenty old age by then.

She took me by the hand and silently led me into the bedroom, before picking up one of her gumshoe member and saying,"If we bring another cleaning woman into this bedchamber, and I put this on, I can take as much fun with her as you can. I can orgasm from sticking this into her slit, in the Same way that she can orgasm from you putting the real thing into hers. If we bring another man to bed, you don't have that option. I can't see you wanting to bugger another bloke ; nor him wanting to do that to you, so it would simply be unfair to you, for me to take the fun of a second man in the sleeping room, while you got nothing in return !

I'll do it for you, if you really want to look out another bloke fuck me ; I'll kneeling on the bed and let him replete me with his spermatozoon if you want me to, but I'm not really bothered about it myself. I don't need extra-marital cock, dish, considering the size of yours, and the power 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 ft, and said,"I appreciate the whirl though, sweetheart, and I'll not bury the consideration that prompted you to make believe 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 proceed until the day I die, or the day you get another woman, and don't parcel her with me ! I'll be subject matter with using one of my India rubber cocks on whichever cleaning woman you or I can get to drop their breeches for us. If you fancy some extra-marital cunt, sweetheart, then as long as you bring that self-same cunt nursing home, for me to experience my share of, with my big rubber pecker, I'll let you have first drive ; I'll contentedly watch you spray your shipment inside her, if she's dirty adequate to let you do that. I might even lick it out of her afterwards, as you ride me. That's the nigh we'll get to fair fun for both of us ; a bi-babe we can both do it, and I'll be contented with that."Then she reached into the bedside cabinet for a condom, to give thanks me for the pass 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 women home, and permitted me to birth my wicked way with them, that it would be mean value of me not to allow her another man, on occasion, if she wanted to permit one to receive his mischievous way with her. For the next couple of days, Lyndsey bent grass over backwards to please me ; she was so moved by my willingness to let her ingest another man, regardless of my idea, if it was what she wanted .