CHARITY SLAVE AUCTION Pt 4
Lisa came over on Tuesday. We had coffee and sat around and talked for a while. Lisa and I had always been good friends, at least since Dale and I joined the car club. But now we were especially close.
She was just as excited about last weekend as Dale and I were. It turns out that Frank and Dale must have a lot of the same fantasies. They both got a big kick out of watching what Glenn did to us, and let others do to us.
Lisa and I talked for a couple of hours and then, and I'm honestly not sure how it happened, we ended up in our bed. It wasn't planned. But it was a lot of fun. We both got off on it. We agreed though that it wasn't as much fun as when we were doing it to entertain the guys. I did get laid out of it though. That night, when I told Dale what we had done, he pretty much ***** me. I like being ***** by my husband.
I didn't hear from Glenn until Thursday. He called me up and told me to be ready to go out when he came by Friday after work. He said I would be picked up at four. I was to wear my sexiest outfit. Well, he said sluttiest. It's the same thing I guess.
I made a special meal for Dale that night and while we ate I told him about the phone call from Glenn. Dale was almost as excited as I was. So, of course, we ended up in bed again. What can I say! A woman's work is never done.
I really liked the change in Dale since last weekend. He was much more forceful, more aggressive, more, I don't know, masculine maybe? I liked the change.
I spent most of Friday morning trying to decide what to wear before I decided I needed to go shopping. I didn't have anything that was really knock-your-socks-off slutty. I got dressed and went to a store that Lisa had told me about called Sweet Nothings.
A pretty redhead met me at the door and asked me if she could help me find something. I told her I had a date this evening and needed something really slutty.
She smiled and said, "That's our specialty."
I followed her through the racks and she pointed out some really beautiful, imaginative and slutty clothing. The thing that caught my eye was a tiny little black silk slip. It was half lace and it would just barely cover my ass, if indeed it did cover my ass. I tried it on and it was really beautiful, and extremely sexy. The lace parts were pretty much see-through and they covered, more or less, my breasts and the bottom two inches of the hem. My nipples were plainly visible.
I knew that Glenn would love it. There was just one question. Did I have enough nerve to wear it when I went out? The owner, Jo showed me a few more outfits. I saw a lot of things I liked. But I kept coming back to that silk slip.
Jo knew that I wanted it. She smiled and said, "If you have the balls, go for it. It's really beautiful, if you have the nerve. It won't work for you if you take it home and leave it in the closet."
I finally decided that if Glenn wanted slutty, you couldn't get much sluttier than that slip. I bought it and told her I would be back when I had more time to pick out a few more things from her really great selection.
I went home and made Dale's dinner. I put it in the oven to keep warm and I went upstairs and got ready. At four o'clock I was standing, looking out the window by the door, waiting impatiently. I was too nervous to sit down.
At a couple of minutes after four I saw a stretch limo pull into my driveway. I grabbed my purse and as soon as the doorbell rang I opened the door. Glenn looked at me and his face lit up. He exclaimed, "Fucking beautiful!" Then he grabbed my purse and tossed it on a table and told me that I didn't need it.
I followed him out to the car. I didn't even look to see if any of my neighbors were watching. The chauffeur held the door for us, and got a nice view of my ass I'm sure.
I didn't have any idea what was planned for this evening, so I guess I wasn't all that surprised to find that there were six other men already in the limo waiting for me. Glenn introduced me to them but I didn't remember a single name. I remember the looks on their faces though. These men knew that I was a slut, even before they saw what I was wearing. Glenn had told them about me and they knew that they were going to get lucky tonight. As their eyes moved over my body it was obvious that they approved and were really looking forward to it.
One of them pulled me into his lap and his hand was on my pussy before the limo got out of the driveway. I looked around at the men. They were all well dressed and I assumed that under other circumstances they would have been reasonably sophisticated.
All of them were older than Glenn, in their fifties at least. They all looked pretty distinguished, though, and I thought that I just might have an interesting evening.
As I was getting gently mauled by the man who had pulled me into his lap the straps on my slip slid down off of my shoulders and the man behind me leaned over and said, "Here, let me help you with that."
He pulled the straps and the top of my slip down, exposing my breasts. Until recently I had been self conscious about my breasts. I suppose most women would like bigger breasts, just like most men wish they had a larger penis. But the reactions I had gotten recently had made me more confident about my figure and the reactions of these men only served to reinforce my growing self confidence.
None of the men who could see my breasts at this moment seemed disappointed in the least. They were, in fact, quite complimentary. I just relaxed and went with it as I was felt up and kissed and slowly passed around.
We rode for nearly an hour in rush hour traffic, which means we hadn't gone very far. The limo pulled into a line of cars and I was surprised to see that we were lined up to go to a basketball game! The limo was waived out of line and directed to a different entrance than the hoi polloi. The chauffeur drove down a private drive and we were let out at a secluded bank of elevators.
There were about a dozen men waiting for an elevator and they stared incredulously as I approached them surrounded by seven well dressed executives. We got the elevator after them and I was molested all the way to the top floor.
When we got out of the elevator a cute young girl was standing in the lobby giving directions to the men that had come up before us. She recognized the men I was with. It appeared that she saw them in here regularly and she realized that they knew where they were going and didn't need directions. She smiled sweetly and you would never have known from her expression that a nearly naked woman was standing in front of her.
I was guided to a luxury loge which was already occupied by four men. I learned later that the four men awaiting our arrival were the CEO of Glenn's company and three senior executives. I was offered a drink and then placed in the care of the lecherous CEO.
Before he pushed me over to the CEO, Glenn said, "Kelly, I love your outfit, but you don't need it here. Remind me to return it when we leave."
He pulled my slip off over my head and I was then delivered into the hands of the CEO.
I looked around nervously at first. It was obvious that the loge was private. When I saw that I wouldn't offend any of the other sports fans I relaxed and enjoyed myself. I don't care for basketball. But then, I wasn't there to watch the game.
I listened as Glenn assured everyone that I was not a hooker. He explained that I was just an everyday housewife. I was the wife of a friend that was a member of a club he was in. I wasn't even a swinger, just a newly converted slut. That really turned the guys on. That, and the fact that I was attractive and less than half their age.
The men all took off their jackets and ties and waited their turn as the CEO took me in his arms and began pawing me. He had no special talent for it. But the situation was so damned erotic that I was really getting off on it. I had been shown off extensively at the car show last weekend. This was different though. These guys were all going to fuck me. Or I was going to suck them off, or both, anything they wanted for the next few hours. I was finally getting my gangbang. I just hoped I didn't kill anyone.
The CEO played with me for a while. But before long he stood up and bent me over a table and fucked me in front of his executives as they encouraged him. He was nothing special. But the situation was such a turn on that I started cumming not long after he started fucking me.
The six men from the limo and Glenn held back while the senior executives each had a turn at my pussy. When they had finished and taken seats to watch the game for a while, Glenn helped me up and sent me into our private bathroom to clean up. When I came back out I was tossed onto my back on the table. Things got a bit rougher after that. I loved it!
They took me two at a time then, one in my mouth and one in my pussy. They must have been informed that I could deep throat. Each of them shoved their cocks all the way down into my throat. So this was a gangbang! I loved it! I laid there on my back on that table and closed my eyes and imagined that I was being ***** by a gang of men. I had one huge orgasm after another.
Several of them went around twice before they put their pants back on and took seats to watch the game. I cleaned up again and became a serving wench until someone decided that they wanted another piece of me.
After the initial gangbang though, there wasn't a lot of sex. I brought them food and drinks and they never failed to explore my body with their hands. Unfortunately, once the game started they were actually watching it! I had fun though. And I got to drink a good bit of very expensive booze.
We stayed until most of the fans had left the stadium and I ended up sucking off the CEO, even though he didn't think he could get it up again. I proved that he could. He had heard about my oral skills and had never had anyone go deep on him. Well, to be honest, his cock wasn't all that big and the head of his cock just barely reached to my throat, but he enjoyed the hell out of it.
I got my slip back and we walked down the deserted corridor and down to the nearly deserted parking area. The limos were waiting for us and we split up into two groups again. The ride home was a lot more relaxed than the trip to the game had been. I made the trip in the nude again, but just so that I would be decorative. Nobody had any energy left for more than enjoying the view.
We dropped all of the others off first. When it was just Glenn and me he asked if I had fun. I assured him that I had and he said, "Good, because we will probably do this fairly often."
We went to his house next and as he was getting out of the limo he told me that I was being dropped off last so that I could tip the driver. I smiled at him and said, "No problem."
A few minutes later we pulled up in front of my house and the driver came around and opened the back door and leaned in. He was a young guy, or at least younger than all the other guys I had sex with this evening. He was in his mid thirties I guess. He smiled and asked, "Is it okay? Mr. Roth said you wouldn't mind."
I smiled back at him and said, "I don't mind at all, come on in."
I introduced myself and asked him what he would like to do. He said, "It's up to you ma'am."
Ma'am?! I smiled and dropped down between his legs and helped him pull his pants and his underwear down out of the way. He had a very nice cock. It was nearly as long as Glenn's, but nowhere near as fat. I was easily able to take it into my throat and he almost passed out when he first felt the head of his cock slide down into my throat. He started swearing and breathing hard and his hips started coming up off the seat to meet my lips and he came in less than three minutes.
"Son of a bitch!" he said. "I have never, never in my fucking life felt anything like that!"
I looked up at him and said, "You must have been pretty horny, would you like to try again?"
He looked at me like I had just told him that he had won the lottery.
"Do you mean it?!" he asked.
I smiled and said, "Sure, this is supposed to be your tip. You did a good job. You deserve a good tip."
I took his still half hard cock into my mouth again and began making love to it. He lasted much longer this time and when he finally came again he collapsed back onto the seat while I licked his cock clean, then he sat up and bent down and kissed me right on the lips.
I hadn't expected that! He smoothed my hair with his hands and said, "That was amazing. You are amazing. Thank you very much. If there is a god, I will be working the next time they take you to the game.
I grinned and said, "I hope so too. You are sweet and I enjoyed tipping you."
While he put his pants back together I pulled my slip over my head and then I kissed him on the cheek and thanked him for being so nice. He got out and helped me out of the car and escorted me to the door like a gentleman.
Dale was at the door when we got to it and he opened it and thanked the driver for being so considerate. He let me in, closed the door, hugged me hard and exclaimed, "First, son of a bitch you look hot! Second, son of a bitch you look hot! Third, did you have fun?"
I grinned and kissed him and said, "Offer me a drink and I'll tell you all about it."
We sat on the couch and he held my feet in his lap and massaged them gently while I sipped a glass of wine and told him everything that had happened to me. He was extremely jealous. He had never had an opportunity to watch a game from one of those private loges and would really love to.
I smiled and said, "Well, maybe if you would put out."
He cracked up. He said he would have to think about it. But he refused to wear the slip.
We put our glasses in the sink and went to bed. I told him that I had just enough energy for one more fuck, if he was interested.
He said, "I am always interested. And I think that you might really enjoy this one."
We undressed and I pulled back the covers and got in bed. Dale climbed up over me and lifted my arms over my head again. He knows how much it turns me on to feel helpless when I'm being fucked. So he had stopped on the way home and he had a surprise for me.
As he held my hands over my head he reached up and suddenly my arms were restrained by two heavy, black leather cuffs attached to the corners of the bed by chains. I squealed in delight, but he wasn't done. He reached under the pillow and pulled out a blindfold and put it over my eyes. Then he got off of me and secured my legs to the corners of the bed.
He still wasn't done though. I heard him moving round and then he stretched out beside me and started playing with my nipples. They quickly got hard and he stopped what he was doing and put clamps on them and secured them.
I was moaning in pleasure by the time he was finished. I felt so helpless and so fucking excited! I knew that he had figured out my deepest, darkest fantasy now. I struggled briefly, but then I relaxed and surrendered as he began to tease my body with his fingers and his lips.
When he started working his way down towards my pussy I stopped him. I had been fucked quite a few times this evening. I had cleaned up afterwards. But there is always something that gets left behind. I begged him to stop but he ignored me and soon he was lapping at my red, swollen, very well fucked pussy.
I couldn't help it. I screamed loudly and came so hard I thought that I would pass out. I wanted to take him in my arms and hold him and thank him for making me feel like this. But of course that was out of the question. I was restrained. I no longer had the use of my arms. That was why I felt like this! I don't know if you can follow that. It made sense to me though.
He ate me roughly, nipping and biting and licking and I went crazy. I had one giant orgasm after another. And when he finally climbed up on top of me and began fucking me violently, ****** me, pounding into me brutally, I came one long last time. That last massive orgasm was so overpowering that I actually blacked out momentarily! God it was great!
He waited until I returned to consciousness. Then he crawled up and forced his wonderful cock into my mouth and I greedily sucked it clean. He finally had to restrain me and forcefully remove his cock from between my lips. I was sucking so hard he had trouble getting his cock out of my mouth!
He stretched out beside me then, and kissed me lovingly. We lay like that for a long time before he took off the blindfold and asked, "Did you enjoy your presents?"
I smiled at him, trying to let him see how much I loved him and I said, "Very much. Now tell me what I can do to repay you."
He laughed and said, "Sweetheart, you just did! Don't worry though. I'm sure we'll do this again someday."
I begged him to take the cuffs off so that I could hug him and finally he did. I wrapped my arms around him and held him so tight. I told him over and over how much I loved him.
Then I sat up and took off the ankle cuffs and went to the mirror and looked at my nipples in the clamps. They were numb now, but damn they looked hot! I started loosening them so that I could take them off. When the circulation started returning to my nipples I groaned in pleasure and pain. It felt so good!
I moved back to the bed and picked up one of the cuffs and looked at it and the chain that was attached to it. I held it to my nose and breathed in the sexy smell of leather. Finally I turned to him and asked, "Was that a lucky guess, or did you know?"
He said, "It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out. The way you like to have your arms held so you can feel helpless, the way you like to have someone take control of you. I saw how much fun you had this past weekend. This is just more of the same. I don't have a huge cock, I can't do for you what Glenn can. I can do this though. I can still make you happy."
I threw myself on him and kissed him all over his face and said, "I never said you didn't make me happy. You always make me happy. I love you. Maybe we should talk more. Just think of the angst we could have saved ourselves if we had discussed our fantasies. If I had known about you wanting to see me with other men, being turned into a slut, maybe I wouldn't have been so stodgy. I thought I was being the wife that you wanted. If you had known my fantasies, well, our fantasies really go well together. All this time we wanted the same things and we never knew it."
I got up and went to the bathroom. I took a quick shower. It had been a long, sex filled evening and I really needed it. Then I returned to bed and we cuddled up and lay together holding each other for a long time before we went to sleep. I felt so happy. And it was even better because I adore my husband and I knew that I was making him happy too.
Lisa came over on Tuesday. We had coffee and sat around and talked for a while. Lisa and I had always been good friends, at least since Dale and I joined the car club. But now we were especially close.
She was just as excited about last weekend as Dale and I were. It turns out that Frank and Dale must have a lot of the same fantasies. They both got a big kick out of watching what Glenn did to us, and let others do to us.
Lisa and I talked for a couple of hours and then, and I'm honestly not sure how it happened, we ended up in our bed. It wasn't planned. But it was a lot of fun. We both got off on it. We agreed though that it wasn't as much fun as when we were doing it to entertain the guys. I did get laid out of it though. That night, when I told Dale what we had done, he pretty much ***** me. I like being ***** by my husband.
I didn't hear from Glenn until Thursday. He called me up and told me to be ready to go out when he came by Friday after work. He said I would be picked up at four. I was to wear my sexiest outfit. Well, he said sluttiest. It's the same thing I guess.
I made a special meal for Dale that night and while we ate I told him about the phone call from Glenn. Dale was almost as excited as I was. So, of course, we ended up in bed again. What can I say! A woman's work is never done.
I really liked the change in Dale since last weekend. He was much more forceful, more aggressive, more, I don't know, masculine maybe? I liked the change.
I spent most of Friday morning trying to decide what to wear before I decided I needed to go shopping. I didn't have anything that was really knock-your-socks-off slutty. I got dressed and went to a store that Lisa had told me about called Sweet Nothings.
A pretty redhead met me at the door and asked me if she could help me find something. I told her I had a date this evening and needed something really slutty.
She smiled and said, "That's our specialty."
I followed her through the racks and she pointed out some really beautiful, imaginative and slutty clothing. The thing that caught my eye was a tiny little black silk slip. It was half lace and it would just barely cover my ass, if indeed it did cover my ass. I tried it on and it was really beautiful, and extremely sexy. The lace parts were pretty much see-through and they covered, more or less, my breasts and the bottom two inches of the hem. My nipples were plainly visible.
I knew that Glenn would love it. There was just one question. Did I have enough nerve to wear it when I went out? The owner, Jo showed me a few more outfits. I saw a lot of things I liked. But I kept coming back to that silk slip.
Jo knew that I wanted it. She smiled and said, "If you have the balls, go for it. It's really beautiful, if you have the nerve. It won't work for you if you take it home and leave it in the closet."
I finally decided that if Glenn wanted slutty, you couldn't get much sluttier than that slip. I bought it and told her I would be back when I had more time to pick out a few more things from her really great selection.
I went home and made Dale's dinner. I put it in the oven to keep warm and I went upstairs and got ready. At four o'clock I was standing, looking out the window by the door, waiting impatiently. I was too nervous to sit down.
At a couple of minutes after four I saw a stretch limo pull into my driveway. I grabbed my purse and as soon as the doorbell rang I opened the door. Glenn looked at me and his face lit up. He exclaimed, "Fucking beautiful!" Then he grabbed my purse and tossed it on a table and told me that I didn't need it.
I followed him out to the car. I didn't even look to see if any of my neighbors were watching. The chauffeur held the door for us, and got a nice view of my ass I'm sure.
I didn't have any idea what was planned for this evening, so I guess I wasn't all that surprised to find that there were six other men already in the limo waiting for me. Glenn introduced me to them but I didn't remember a single name. I remember the looks on their faces though. These men knew that I was a slut, even before they saw what I was wearing. Glenn had told them about me and they knew that they were going to get lucky tonight. As their eyes moved over my body it was obvious that they approved and were really looking forward to it.
One of them pulled me into his lap and his hand was on my pussy before the limo got out of the driveway. I looked around at the men. They were all well dressed and I assumed that under other circumstances they would have been reasonably sophisticated.
All of them were older than Glenn, in their fifties at least. They all looked pretty distinguished, though, and I thought that I just might have an interesting evening.
As I was getting gently mauled by the man who had pulled me into his lap the straps on my slip slid down off of my shoulders and the man behind me leaned over and said, "Here, let me help you with that."
He pulled the straps and the top of my slip down, exposing my breasts. Until recently I had been self conscious about my breasts. I suppose most women would like bigger breasts, just like most men wish they had a larger penis. But the reactions I had gotten recently had made me more confident about my figure and the reactions of these men only served to reinforce my growing self confidence.
None of the men who could see my breasts at this moment seemed disappointed in the least. They were, in fact, quite complimentary. I just relaxed and went with it as I was felt up and kissed and slowly passed around.
We rode for nearly an hour in rush hour traffic, which means we hadn't gone very far. The limo pulled into a line of cars and I was surprised to see that we were lined up to go to a basketball game! The limo was waived out of line and directed to a different entrance than the hoi polloi. The chauffeur drove down a private drive and we were let out at a secluded bank of elevators.
There were about a dozen men waiting for an elevator and they stared incredulously as I approached them surrounded by seven well dressed executives. We got the elevator after them and I was molested all the way to the top floor.
When we got out of the elevator a cute young girl was standing in the lobby giving directions to the men that had come up before us. She recognized the men I was with. It appeared that she saw them in here regularly and she realized that they knew where they were going and didn't need directions. She smiled sweetly and you would never have known from her expression that a nearly naked woman was standing in front of her.
I was guided to a luxury loge which was already occupied by four men. I learned later that the four men awaiting our arrival were the CEO of Glenn's company and three senior executives. I was offered a drink and then placed in the care of the lecherous CEO.
Before he pushed me over to the CEO, Glenn said, "Kelly, I love your outfit, but you don't need it here. Remind me to return it when we leave."
He pulled my slip off over my head and I was then delivered into the hands of the CEO.
I looked around nervously at first. It was obvious that the loge was private. When I saw that I wouldn't offend any of the other sports fans I relaxed and enjoyed myself. I don't care for basketball. But then, I wasn't there to watch the game.
I listened as Glenn assured everyone that I was not a hooker. He explained that I was just an everyday housewife. I was the wife of a friend that was a member of a club he was in. I wasn't even a swinger, just a newly converted slut. That really turned the guys on. That, and the fact that I was attractive and less than half their age.
The men all took off their jackets and ties and waited their turn as the CEO took me in his arms and began pawing me. He had no special talent for it. But the situation was so damned erotic that I was really getting off on it. I had been shown off extensively at the car show last weekend. This was different though. These guys were all going to fuck me. Or I was going to suck them off, or both, anything they wanted for the next few hours. I was finally getting my gangbang. I just hoped I didn't kill anyone.
The CEO played with me for a while. But before long he stood up and bent me over a table and fucked me in front of his executives as they encouraged him. He was nothing special. But the situation was such a turn on that I started cumming not long after he started fucking me.
The six men from the limo and Glenn held back while the senior executives each had a turn at my pussy. When they had finished and taken seats to watch the game for a while, Glenn helped me up and sent me into our private bathroom to clean up. When I came back out I was tossed onto my back on the table. Things got a bit rougher after that. I loved it!
They took me two at a time then, one in my mouth and one in my pussy. They must have been informed that I could deep throat. Each of them shoved their cocks all the way down into my throat. So this was a gangbang! I loved it! I laid there on my back on that table and closed my eyes and imagined that I was being ***** by a gang of men. I had one huge orgasm after another.
Several of them went around twice before they put their pants back on and took seats to watch the game. I cleaned up again and became a serving wench until someone decided that they wanted another piece of me.
After the initial gangbang though, there wasn't a lot of sex. I brought them food and drinks and they never failed to explore my body with their hands. Unfortunately, once the game started they were actually watching it! I had fun though. And I got to drink a good bit of very expensive booze.
We stayed until most of the fans had left the stadium and I ended up sucking off the CEO, even though he didn't think he could get it up again. I proved that he could. He had heard about my oral skills and had never had anyone go deep on him. Well, to be honest, his cock wasn't all that big and the head of his cock just barely reached to my throat, but he enjoyed the hell out of it.
I got my slip back and we walked down the deserted corridor and down to the nearly deserted parking area. The limos were waiting for us and we split up into two groups again. The ride home was a lot more relaxed than the trip to the game had been. I made the trip in the nude again, but just so that I would be decorative. Nobody had any energy left for more than enjoying the view.
We dropped all of the others off first. When it was just Glenn and me he asked if I had fun. I assured him that I had and he said, "Good, because we will probably do this fairly often."
We went to his house next and as he was getting out of the limo he told me that I was being dropped off last so that I could tip the driver. I smiled at him and said, "No problem."
A few minutes later we pulled up in front of my house and the driver came around and opened the back door and leaned in. He was a young guy, or at least younger than all the other guys I had sex with this evening. He was in his mid thirties I guess. He smiled and asked, "Is it okay? Mr. Roth said you wouldn't mind."
I smiled back at him and said, "I don't mind at all, come on in."
I introduced myself and asked him what he would like to do. He said, "It's up to you ma'am."
Ma'am?! I smiled and dropped down between his legs and helped him pull his pants and his underwear down out of the way. He had a very nice cock. It was nearly as long as Glenn's, but nowhere near as fat. I was easily able to take it into my throat and he almost passed out when he first felt the head of his cock slide down into my throat. He started swearing and breathing hard and his hips started coming up off the seat to meet my lips and he came in less than three minutes.
"Son of a bitch!" he said. "I have never, never in my fucking life felt anything like that!"
I looked up at him and said, "You must have been pretty horny, would you like to try again?"
He looked at me like I had just told him that he had won the lottery.
"Do you mean it?!" he asked.
I smiled and said, "Sure, this is supposed to be your tip. You did a good job. You deserve a good tip."
I took his still half hard cock into my mouth again and began making love to it. He lasted much longer this time and when he finally came again he collapsed back onto the seat while I licked his cock clean, then he sat up and bent down and kissed me right on the lips.
I hadn't expected that! He smoothed my hair with his hands and said, "That was amazing. You are amazing. Thank you very much. If there is a god, I will be working the next time they take you to the game.
I grinned and said, "I hope so too. You are sweet and I enjoyed tipping you."
While he put his pants back together I pulled my slip over my head and then I kissed him on the cheek and thanked him for being so nice. He got out and helped me out of the car and escorted me to the door like a gentleman.
Dale was at the door when we got to it and he opened it and thanked the driver for being so considerate. He let me in, closed the door, hugged me hard and exclaimed, "First, son of a bitch you look hot! Second, son of a bitch you look hot! Third, did you have fun?"
I grinned and kissed him and said, "Offer me a drink and I'll tell you all about it."
We sat on the couch and he held my feet in his lap and massaged them gently while I sipped a glass of wine and told him everything that had happened to me. He was extremely jealous. He had never had an opportunity to watch a game from one of those private loges and would really love to.
I smiled and said, "Well, maybe if you would put out."
He cracked up. He said he would have to think about it. But he refused to wear the slip.
We put our glasses in the sink and went to bed. I told him that I had just enough energy for one more fuck, if he was interested.
He said, "I am always interested. And I think that you might really enjoy this one."
We undressed and I pulled back the covers and got in bed. Dale climbed up over me and lifted my arms over my head again. He knows how much it turns me on to feel helpless when I'm being fucked. So he had stopped on the way home and he had a surprise for me.
As he held my hands over my head he reached up and suddenly my arms were restrained by two heavy, black leather cuffs attached to the corners of the bed by chains. I squealed in delight, but he wasn't done. He reached under the pillow and pulled out a blindfold and put it over my eyes. Then he got off of me and secured my legs to the corners of the bed.
He still wasn't done though. I heard him moving round and then he stretched out beside me and started playing with my nipples. They quickly got hard and he stopped what he was doing and put clamps on them and secured them.
I was moaning in pleasure by the time he was finished. I felt so helpless and so fucking excited! I knew that he had figured out my deepest, darkest fantasy now. I struggled briefly, but then I relaxed and surrendered as he began to tease my body with his fingers and his lips.
When he started working his way down towards my pussy I stopped him. I had been fucked quite a few times this evening. I had cleaned up afterwards. But there is always something that gets left behind. I begged him to stop but he ignored me and soon he was lapping at my red, swollen, very well fucked pussy.
I couldn't help it. I screamed loudly and came so hard I thought that I would pass out. I wanted to take him in my arms and hold him and thank him for making me feel like this. But of course that was out of the question. I was restrained. I no longer had the use of my arms. That was why I felt like this! I don't know if you can follow that. It made sense to me though.
He ate me roughly, nipping and biting and licking and I went crazy. I had one giant orgasm after another. And when he finally climbed up on top of me and began fucking me violently, ****** me, pounding into me brutally, I came one long last time. That last massive orgasm was so overpowering that I actually blacked out momentarily! God it was great!
He waited until I returned to consciousness. Then he crawled up and forced his wonderful cock into my mouth and I greedily sucked it clean. He finally had to restrain me and forcefully remove his cock from between my lips. I was sucking so hard he had trouble getting his cock out of my mouth!
He stretched out beside me then, and kissed me lovingly. We lay like that for a long time before he took off the blindfold and asked, "Did you enjoy your presents?"
I smiled at him, trying to let him see how much I loved him and I said, "Very much. Now tell me what I can do to repay you."
He laughed and said, "Sweetheart, you just did! Don't worry though. I'm sure we'll do this again someday."
I begged him to take the cuffs off so that I could hug him and finally he did. I wrapped my arms around him and held him so tight. I told him over and over how much I loved him.
Then I sat up and took off the ankle cuffs and went to the mirror and looked at my nipples in the clamps. They were numb now, but damn they looked hot! I started loosening them so that I could take them off. When the circulation started returning to my nipples I groaned in pleasure and pain. It felt so good!
I moved back to the bed and picked up one of the cuffs and looked at it and the chain that was attached to it. I held it to my nose and breathed in the sexy smell of leather. Finally I turned to him and asked, "Was that a lucky guess, or did you know?"
He said, "It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure it out. The way you like to have your arms held so you can feel helpless, the way you like to have someone take control of you. I saw how much fun you had this past weekend. This is just more of the same. I don't have a huge cock, I can't do for you what Glenn can. I can do this though. I can still make you happy."
I threw myself on him and kissed him all over his face and said, "I never said you didn't make me happy. You always make me happy. I love you. Maybe we should talk more. Just think of the angst we could have saved ourselves if we had discussed our fantasies. If I had known about you wanting to see me with other men, being turned into a slut, maybe I wouldn't have been so stodgy. I thought I was being the wife that you wanted. If you had known my fantasies, well, our fantasies really go well together. All this time we wanted the same things and we never knew it."
I got up and went to the bathroom. I took a quick shower. It had been a long, sex filled evening and I really needed it. Then I returned to bed and we cuddled up and lay together holding each other for a long time before we went to sleep. I felt so happy. And it was even better because I adore my husband and I knew that I was making him happy too.
