I woke up to the sound of the shower. I saw the jersey on the floor. It was two in the morning. I opened the hotel bathroom door and almost fell over. Alexis had her legs wrapped around Vince’s ripped abdomen and his big dick deep inside her again. He was fucking her standing up. I felt a rush of adrenaline, that familiar sick mix of arousal and jealousy. I could see his massive frame, wet and tan, his perfect, wet, dark, mid-length hair with my wife’s hands running through it.
They both saw me, stopped for just a moment, and then Vince started fucking her even harder, looking at me in the eyes with a grin.
“Alexis, look at your husband. Adam, look at your wife.” His voice was a growl.
“From now on, when you are in my city, I own Alexis. Adam, you get her back when you leave town. My brothers and I will treat you like a king while you are here. But she is mine. Alexis, tell Adam this is what you want. This is why you came here. Alexis, tell him now.”
He was fucking her standing up, from behind now, with his hand around her throat.
“Aadamm.” She was getting fucked so hard she could barely talk.
Vince kept going stroke after stroke, deeper, mercilessly grinning at me.
“Adam, let me belong to Vince until tomorrow. I need his cock. I need to kiss him. I need to touch him. Adam, please give me to him. I am begging you. Until we leave tomorrow, make me his,” she quivered.
I am an alpha. I run my world. But Vince was a different breed, something we had never encountered. His unreal body and face, his overwhelming confidence, his charm, and his smile made him the most "alpha" alpha we had ever met. He was intoxicating. He could convince anyone of anything.
But I felt like I had to take back control. Without saying a word, I walked up to the shower, slid back the glass door, grabbed Alexis' face, leaned in, and kissed her hard. Vince kept fucking her from behind while I kissed her. Her mouth was wet, and her tongue was aggressive. She kissed me differently, more hungrily. These young men were changing her. And I loved watching, tasting, guiding her evolution into a complete, wanton, reckless slut.
When I was satisfied, I stepped back from our long, wet kiss.
“Vince, I will give her to you for the weekend, with two conditions: I watch it all, every second unless I decide otherwise. And if she or I object to anything, there is no argument; you do what we say. These are not negotiable.”
I felt powerful. I had stood up to his aggression.
He fucked her for another minute very slowly before he responded. Alexis whimpered with every deep, long thrust. Vince looked at me with a satisfied grin.
“OK, Adam, it’s a deal. Your whore wife belongs to me now.”
And he pulled out of her abruptly and walked out of the shower wet, without even toweling off. He stood there gleaming, slick with water.
“Alexis, you fucking slut, get on your knees and crawl to me.” He was growling again, with a hard expression on his face.
Alexis relished her role as his slut, his property. She dropped to her knees and crawled like a stripper on the job, naked and dripping with water, her raw pussy, red and engorged. When she got to him, she started kissing his feet, his ankles, his calves. At his knees, she put out her tongue and dragged it along his thick, muscular thighs up to his big balls. And then she stopped, looking up at him.
“May I please suck your cock, sir?” she asked him.
It hit me hard; I am her Master, right? But it also felt hot as hell, and I couldn’t get enough of watching Alexis fuck these young studs. The last thing I wanted was for them to stop. Alexis wanted more, and I wanted her to have more. I wanted to see it all, hear it all. And I found Vince dominating her as her temporary young Master to be nuclear hot.
Vince took his dick and put it in her open, waiting mouth.
“My slut can never get enough of my dick, can she?”
Alexis looked up at him, her mouth wet with saliva.
“Vince, you own me this weekend. I want your dick in me as much as possible. I need it, baby," she purred.
And she started deep-throating his cock aggressively. The sound of her slurping and gagging had my dick so hard.
He pulled out and picked her up effortlessly, his strength overwhelming her. Standing tall, he positioned her to be straddling him, her legs wrapped around his chiseled v-cut waist. Their eyes met, and she knew immediately what was coming next. She felt his fat cock enter her at lightning speed. She screamed, and within one second, Vince was balls deep in my wife again, fucking her standing up in the middle of the room. She arched her spine and leaned back, letting her tits point straight up to the ceiling while Vince’s rock-hard arms effortlessly supported her as he pumped her hard. He held her by her ass and thighs, every muscle in his body flexing as he dominated her. Vince was deep inside her when he started to cum. His whole body shook as he groaned loudly and emptied his balls into my wife’s pussy, still standing, effortlessly supporting her.
They kissed with his dick still deep inside her tiny body, his cum dripping from her still full pussy. And then he set her down on the bed next to me.
“I need to make a phone call; Alexis, suck Adam’s dick, but don’t let him cum on you. Make him cum on the floor," Vince barked.
My dick ached so badly that I didn’t want to take a second to deal with his condition. Fine, whatever, I just needed to cum. I whipped out my dick, and Alexis immediately took it in her mouth lustily. She worked fast and aggressively, and I'd been so close to the edge too many times watching her and Vince that it didn’t take me long to cum. I wanted to cum in her mouth. Vince was in the bathroom on the phone and wouldn’t see, fuck his rules, I thought. But just as I started to cum, Alexis took my dick out of her mouth and jacked me off as she pointed my cock to the floor. I came so hard, and as I came we were looking into each other’s eyes.
We were so deeply in love, and this trip was taking us to all new levels of intensity. She nodded understandingly at my shock; for a second, it seemed like she was getting off on it.
She leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Thank you so much, Master, for giving me to Vince. This weekend I will obey him completely; he owns me, baby. You gave your slutwife to Vince, Adam. Just sit back and watch.”
I came the whole time she was whispering to me.
Not long after, Vince came back out of the bathroom. He wore the short athletic shorts he must have worn here, but still no shirt. I get it; if I looked like him, I would never, ever wear a shirt.
“Slut, we’re going back to Sigma Chi. You will sleep in my bed tonight. Adam, I have a blow-up mattress you can sleep on.”
He threw his jersey at Alexis and motioned for her to put it on. It went just below her ass, but barely.
“You will wear nothing underneath,” he growled.
I had to hand it to the kid. He was good at domination. It seemed like this was hardly his first time.
As we left the hotel room, Vince had more for me.
“Adam, you walk at least five feet behind us. It will give you the view I know you want.”
He walked ahead with my wife, talking and laughing like a couple, his arm on her waist, his hand on her ass. She looked so small next to his height and strength. When he got outside, Vince threw Alexis over his shoulder, gripped her with his big arm, and carried her off like a trophy. A few groups of students passed us by, giggling. It was three in the morning, and a shirtless stud was carrying a nearly naked MILF over his shoulder.
When we got to the Sigma Chi house, it was clear there had been one hell of a party. Beer cans and red solo cups were strewn all over the front lawn. There were a dozen or so frat boys and some sorority girls, all drunk, hanging out. A few couples were making out. They all had not a lot of clothes on.
When Vince appeared with his hot MILF on his shoulder, the guys went wild. He was their returning hero. Fraternity President, stunningly great-looking athletic stud, party king, he was everything they held important.
“Vinnccceee” the guys shouted and high-fived him and each other.
“Tonight, this slut sleeps in my room,” Vince growled at the crowd, challenging anyone to dispute him.
But just as Vince said that, I saw James come out of the house and pull Vince aside. Their conversation was a little long and a little heated. And then they laughed and shook hands like frat bros.
Vince came over to me with a twisted smile.
“So Alexis is mine to do with as I please for the rest of the weekend, right Adam?”
“Yes, Vince, she belongs to you. I have given her to you.”
“OK, great. I owe James $500 for weed. I’m settling my debt by giving her to James til sunrise. Adam, you will take her back to the hotel to rest after sunrise. She should sleep past noon. Tomorrow will be very busy for her. But for the next few hours, I am pimping her out to James.
"Slut Alexis, do as I command and go to James,” Vince said with authority.
Alexis didn’t have to be convinced. Of the four studs she had been with, James had been the most special. Three college studs fucked her. One made love to her, and it was James. Alexis told me later that night that the first time they kissed, she had real feelings for James, not just in her body but in her heart too. I thought that was even hotter.
James walked over to Alexis and, without a second's hesitation, started kissing her slowly, deeply. They melted into each other, smiling and looking into each other’s eyes. His ice-blue eyes looked deeply into hers as he told her, “It’s just you and me for the next three hours, baby. But I need you to do something first. Give Vince his nasty old jersey back. I’ll give you one of mine.”
And without a moment’s hesitation, he pulled Vince’s jersey over her head and threw it on the ground, leaving my amazing wife standing totally naked on the Sigma Chi lawn in the middle of the party remnants. The few remaining sorority girls gasped. But Alexis didn’t care at all what anyone thought.
“Please carry me to your room, James,” she said as she fell into his bulging arms.
He picked her up like a groom carrying this new wife to the honeymoon suite. I watched this male model-looking stud carry my bride off to his room in the frat house. Vince came over and put his arm over my shoulders like we were buddies. I could smell my wife’s pussy on his skin.
“Adam, go back to the hotel. James will take good care of Alexis. And no one else here other than James will touch her until he brings her back to your room at sunrise. You guys should sleep late. We sure will be here. And then text me when you wake up, and I will have your day and night all planned. Now get the fuck out of here,” he said, mostly joking but not entirely.
I was drunk, exhausted, and euphoric from the best day of my life. Vince was a powerful negotiator.
“Ok, dude, I am deciding to go back to my room. I am deciding that, not you, got it?” I was firm.
“Sure dude, sure you are,” he laughed. I laughed, and we shook hands.
I was cool with these guys, and they were cool with me. We might struggle a bit for power over my wife’s pussy, but we were cool. Honestly, I kind of liked the power struggle, as long as I won in the end. I walked the short walk back to the hotel with the biggest smile on my face.
When I got to the room, I smoked a little weed to relax and went to bed fast—what a day.
I was awakened by a light knock at the door. I staggered over to the door and opened it. Alexis and James nearly fell into the room. They were kissing each other passionately. He was only wearing some short soccer shorts. She was wearing what must have been his baseball jersey, open, with nothing on the bottom. James pulled his head back, picked her up, and gently put her down on the bed. He looked at me and extended his hand in a formal handshake.
“Adam, thank you so much for giving your wife to me. As she will tell you, she may wear your ring, and she may belong to Vince tomorrow, but part of her heart is now mine.”
Then he turned to Alexis and gave her one more kiss as she ran her fingers through his flowing, thick, brown hair.
And then he dropped the bomb.
“I love you, Alexis. Now let Adam hear how you feel.”
She looked at me hesitantly. This was unchartered territory.
“I…I love you too, James.” And she looked at him, then looked at me kind of sheepishly, and then back at him. Her voice sounded uncertain, but her face showed me the truth. In less than a day, she had developed genuine feelings for James.
“Good girl Alexis, good girl. I’ll see you later on, baby,” he said before giving her one last kiss and walking his perfect body and face out of our room. It was 5:57 am.
Alexis was on the bed in James’s open baseball jersey.
She said, “Do you mind if I keep this on?” as she smelled the fabric deeply. Her eyes told me she was looking for James’ scent.
“No, baby, keep it on. That’s sexy as hell, Alexis. How was it??”
“Oh my god, Adam. I can’t even begin to describe it all. Thank you so much for making it all happen. You are doing an amazing job as the gatekeeper of my pussy.”
I slid my fingers down to her pussy. It was engorged, sticky, and so wet. She shuddered as my fingers pressed lightly around the outer edges of her labia.
“You’ve been such a good slut today, baby. So many studs were filling you with their cum. You need one more load in there, though.”
And I slid my rock-hard dick into her cum-soaked, swollen pussy. We both moaned loudly at the same time. I came very quickly, erupting in a massive, mind-blowing orgasm. I raised my voice to a new yell as I came.
“You belong to me, Alexis. I own your pussy. You are mine again. I fucking own you, slut.”
“Yes, Master, you own me, you own my slutty pussy, my husband,” she screamed back between orgasms of her own.
We both shook for a minute, spasming and cumming on each other so hard. It might have been our best shared orgasm ever. We looked into each other's eyes as we came, and I could see she was still mine. Despite all those beautiful frat boys having their way with her again and again, she still belonged to me. It was so exhilarating.
It seemed so risky, all of it, but it was working like magic.
We fell asleep in each other's arms, only James’ jersey separating us. We woke up at 2 pm, feeling like the night before had been a dream. Had that all really happened? The light of day, when we pulled back the hotel curtains, showed a very real baseball jersey in our bed and very real marks all over her body from all of her young lovers.
We laughed and smiled for an hour as she told me details of her adventures. Our hottest dream had come true. And there was so much more to come. We had one more entire day and night.
When I finally checked my phone, I saw several missed calls from Vince and a voicemail. I hit play on the speaker. This man Vincent Bernardi was something else.
“Adam. You need to wake the fuck up and bring me my slut. I have a full day planned for her. She told James some interesting things. When you wake up, wash your slutwife off and bring her to her Master at Sigma Chi. Be here by three, or I will have your wife brought to me.”
As soon as she heard his voice, Alexis’s eyes got wide. It was all very real. When the message ended, she got up and went to the shower. She did exactly what her young master wanted.
She wasn’t sure exactly what to wear. I dressed her as I love to do before she is with another man. I slowly pulled a black g-string up her long, lean, sexy legs and over her perfect little ass. I looked at her, naked except for the g-string, in our hotel suite on campus, getting ready for another long day of fucking college studs. Just wow, she took my breath away. What a wife, I thought. I am so fortunate.
Alexis picked up Jame’s high school baseball jersey and put it on, smelling it some more and smiling. I handed her the sluttiest heels you can imagine, which was her outfit for our return to Sigma Chi: jersey, g-string, heels.
“Baby, they are all so hot. Vince is so dominant and so crazy hot. But James melts me. Adam, James makes my heart flutter a bit. I’m not sure I’m in love with him yet like he’s making me say I am, but baby, I do have feelings for him in just one day. I can’t wait to be with him more today. I think I might fall for him.”
“That’s so hot, Alexis. Let your heart go. Fall for him. We’re leaving here tomorrow, and none of these studs threaten me. If you want to text any of them when we are back home, that’s awesome. You are free to fuck and love and feel all life has to offer. Get it, baby, I love you!!”
She gave me a huge smile and a big kiss, and we walked out of the hotel room holding hands and nearly skipping. We felt like happy kids in a candy shop!
There were lots of young guys and girls on the frat and sorority house lawns enjoying the warm weather. Lots of the guys noticed Alexis, and she noticed them back as we walked. I could see in her eyes she wanted more, and now. She wasn’t tired from yesterday. She was starving for more. It’s a good thing Simga Chi was close to our hotel. If she had walked by a few more frat lawns, she might have been drawn in again by a different group of shirtless studs. They were everywhere.
When we walked up to Sigma Chi, there were many young guys in jeans and white t-shirts all over the lawn. They had trash bags and were picking up all the shit left in the wake of last night’s party. I immediately thought they must be the pledges, and I was right.
A tall, tan guy in shorts and no shirt with a muscular back and shoulders and a tightly tapered, v-shaped torso was clearly in charge of them, but his back was to us. The day before had been such a blur, and all of Alexis’s studs yesterday had looked like this from behind.
As we approached, a few pledges looked up wide-eyed at us. The rumor mill must have been buzzing from yesterday and last night. And the guy in charge turned around. I should have known. It was Vince. He didn’t even look at me. He went straight for my wife.
“Alexis. So nice to see you, babe.”
This dude was just stupidly great looking and charming. Without missing a beat, he confidently walked over to her, kissed her on the lips, and grabbed her bare ass firmly with his big, broad hand. And then he laughed and smacked her ass hard. He looked at us with power in his eyes. He owned us. We all knew it. We all wanted it.
“Pledges, line up!” he barked out like a football coach.
He motioned for Alexis and me to step away from the young pledges as they lined up in a row on the lawn. Vince belatedly acknowledged me.
“Adam, Alexis told James last night she has a fantasy that she really wants us to make come true, don’t you slut?” he looked at her like he was about to fuck her there on the lawn. He continued.
“Slut, James tells me you asked him to find you a very young bull to fuck. You like them very young, don’t you whore?” He was now grabbing Alexis by the throat, right there on the lawn in broad daylight. We were all so turned on.
“Yes,” Alexis whimpered.
“James told me you want to not only fuck the hottest eighteen-year-old pledge, but you want him to take you out on a dinner date?? You want a date with basically a high school boy, don’t you, you dirty bitch?” he tightened his grip on her throat and leaned his face so close their lips were nearly touching.
“Y…yess Vince. That’s my f-fantasy” she could barely speak. She was so turned on, and his grip was so tight.
Vince released his grip and set Alexis free smoothly, and he turned his attention to the thirty or so pledges lined up in one long row on the big lawn.
“Take your fucking shirts and pants off now,” he barked with a wicked smile. Several other older Sigma Chi guys had gathered around, and Vince was about to put on a show for them and anyone else who wanted to watch.
All thirty-three of the freshman pledges stripped down to their underwear. There were a few pudgy bodies and a few short guys, but more than half of them looked ripped, tall, and hot. There were some stunning-looking young men in the group. Vince was running the show.
“Pledges meet my slut, Alexis. I own her this weekend. Alexis, take off James’s stupid baseball jersey and toss it on the lawn.”
She looked at him and saw he was dead serious. My wife bowed her head and did his bidding. She took off the jersey and had nothing on underneath. She threw it to the ground and covered her tits with her arms. She was on a public street, and some cheers came from various directions when she took the shirt off.
Vince walked over to her and put his arm around her. She always looked so small next to him.
“Alexis, I need you to point out which of these pledges you would consider for your date tonight. Just simply say yes or no as we meet each of them.”
Vince walked alongside Alexis as she went down the row, inspecting the nearly naked young men. Occasionally she would ask them questions as she gave her yes and no verdicts. By the time she was done with the thirty-plus guys, there were ten who got that coveted yes. As if anyone needed confirmation of Alexis’s type, it was clear. They were all white guys, tall, athletic, with great bodies and handsome faces.
“If you got a no, put your clothes back on and get back to work cleaning. If you got a yes, follow us to the basement. Alexis, put your arms down so we can see your tits as you lead the way. You know where our basement is, don't you slut?”
Vince’s pledge master voice was commanding. Alexis did just as he demanded, letting all the boys see her perky, heavy tits. As she walked into the house, she led a column of young men. The ten pledges looked like a 90s Abercrombie photo shoot in boxer briefs and muscular frames. Behind them were a half dozen older frat brothers, including Vince and James. The energy was sexual and raw. These guys were trying to act cool, but they were on edge; they needed to fuck my wife. We could all feel the tension.
The house smelled like beer and weed, and the smell only worsened as we went down the tight stairway into the basement. The group got quieter as we entered the main basement room. It was so dark, the walls were painted with graffiti, and there was a DJ booth and two bars. My mind raced to imagine the dirty things that must have happened here.
But then my eyes jumped. I skipped a breath. In the back of the room, there was a bed with a mattress on it. The bed frame was metal, and attached to the top and bottom were four sets of bright metal handcuffs.
“Pledges–you assholes stand on the back wall and don’t say a fucking word, or you’ll be upstairs with the other losers in your class. Do not test me. I’ll fucking punch your fucking face and send you the fuck out.”
He was now walking along the row of ten freshmen like a drill sergeant, looking for any flinching.
‘We’re about to see who among you knows how to please a woman. You fuckers all got laid in high school; bravo. Tonight is next-level shit. Have you ever fucked a MILF? Alexis, here is the hottest MILF in town tonight, and she is mine to do with as I please. And I want to see if any of you know shit about how to please a woman.”
“Alexis, my slut queen, let me walk you to the bed and get you settled in. I think you are going to enjoy this. I know I am.”
He walked her over to the bed, and she lay down on her back. Vince slowly went to each of the handcuffs and delicately, slowly clicking each set locked. Alexis was cuffed to the bed, her tits standing up. She was breathing hard, her eyes fixed on Vince’s eyes. He slowly pulled a blindfold out of his pocket, walked back behind her, and put it on her. She gasped, and her whole body shuddered with excitement. Vince put his thumb forcefully in her mouth, and she immediately started sucking it like a dick.
“Just focus on how you feel, slut. You won’t be able to see which pledge is which. I want you to judge on their skill with your pussy only.”
He walked over to her side and grabbed her nipple hard. He smiled as she screamed for the first time in the dark basement. He released her nipple, waited five seconds, and then put his head down and his lips on that same nipple. Alexis gasped and shuddered again. He sucked her nipple hard, then used his teeth on it for a moment before circling it with his tongue and then letting her go.
He got back up and smiled at the other brothers and pledges in the room.
No one said a word. There was a forty-something-year-old woman tied to a bed in a frat house basement with about fifteen nearly naked studs. The pledges were wide-eyed, and I could hear them breathing hard too. They were sweating already. It was hot down there.
Only Vince knew what was going to happen next. It was his plan.
“One of you lucky pledges will win a formal date tonight with Alexis, suit and tie, nice dinner, fucking after, and all. That’s a fantasy of hers, and as her Master, I get off on making her fantasies come true. Her husband Adam and I see eye to eye on this. He’s a good man. Treat him with ultimate respect; he is giving us this gift. This is the kind of night college guys don’t get to have anymore, the kind of shit they make movies and write books about. Tonight is a night we will never forget.”
He walked over to the pledges lined up on the back wall.
“A Sigma Chi man knows how to please a woman. Alexis will decide who her date tonight is. Each of you will have two minutes to make her cum using only your hands and your mouth. If you fail to make her cum you will crawl out of here and back to the losers on your knees. If you make her cum, you can stay. When you are all done, Alexis will pick her date. Each of you will get a number, and she will never see you. She will judge purely on your skills with her slutty pussy.”
