She tried to calm her breathing and looked lustfully at Dave, her husband. Dave was sat on the sofa, fondling the bulge in his trousers. His cock had grown steadily harder as he'd watched his friend, Andrew, masterfully coax his wife into an extreme state of arousal.
She was so turned on by his lewd suggestions that she'd just agreed to be Andrew's fuck slut, to be used and abused however Andrew saw fit. And her first task was to willingly take a good, hard spanking in front of her husband.
Andrew stepped up next to Michelle and reached under her belly with one hand, his finger finding her clit, the touch instantly causing Michelle to gasp. "You might want to brace yourself. Hold onto my leg," said Andrew. Before she'd managed to adjust her position there was a loud smack and Michelle felt the sharp sting on her arse cheek as Andrew spanked her hard, almost causing her to fall forward.
"Oh my God!" said Michelle, as she grabbed Andrew's leg for support, but before she could react further Andrew smacked her hard again on the other cheek. He continued his onslaught, alternating between each arse cheek, at the same time rubbing her clit with his other hand. The mixture of pleasure and pain was amazing. "Oh -- my --- fuck..." was all she could manage as Andrew spanked her about 20 times before finally stopping, leaving Michelle breathless, the burning sensation intensifying as the blood rushed to her backside.
Andrew continued to rub her clit, "You see, Dave. This is how your wife secretly yearns to be treated. But it takes a real man to know how to do it, isn't that right Michelle?"
"Yes -- Sir," was all she could manage as she looked sheepishly towards her watching husband.
"Hmm, such a lovely, spankable arse," observed Andrew as he gently fondled her soft, red cheeks. He stepped behind her and pressed himself against her arse. Michelle could feel his hard-on through his trousers, like an iron bar being held against her openings.
"Can you feel how excited you've made me Michelle?"
"Yes Sir," she gasped.
"What do you think we should do about that?" said Andrew as he rubbed himself up and down against her arse crack.
Michelle hesitated, looking to Dave for re-assurance. "You could -- fuck me?" she suggested, still a little unsure whether her husband was still OK with this whole arrangement.
"You hear that Dave?" said Andrew, "Your wife said I could fuck her. You don't mind if I give her a good, hard fucking right here and now, do you Dave?"
"No," Dave shifted uncomfortably but it was also obvious he was turned on.
"... Sir," he added, as he saw the stern look that Andrew was giving him.
"Good," continued Andrew, as he fondled Michelle's arse, noting how it was soft and fleshy yet perfectly shaped. "Tell me Michelle, has anyone ever fucked you here?" He pressed a finger onto Michelle's arse hole, causing her to squirm.
"No," answered Michelle in a wavering voice.
"Really?" said Andrew, "Not even your husband?"
"No, he's not interested in that," said Michelle, blushing slightly at admitting she'd asked her husband to do it, and that he'd said no.
"So your arse hole is a virgin arse hole?" went on Andrew.
"Yes."
"Well, maybe I will fuck you later, Michelle."
Then he whispered in her ear, "Maybe I'll fuck your virgin arse and make you scream in front of your husband."
"Ohh, fuck," Michelle shuddered.
"But first," continued Andrew out loud, "I want to find out if you're any good at giving head. Get down on your knees."
Michelle did as she was told. Andrew kicked off his shoes and undressed until his lower half was naked, his hard-on pointing towards the ceiling. Michelle was impressed with how hard Andrew's cock looked. Her husband's erections seemed almost placid by comparison.
"Show me how you suck cock," ordered Andrew.
Michelle was too afraid to both disobey and to look at her husband. She reach for Andrew's cock and pulled it down, enveloping it with her mouth, sucking and lubricating it as best she knew how, bobbing her head back and forth, while massaging his balls.
"Ooh, fuck, yes, excellent," exclaimed Andrew, "Dave, you cunning fox. You didn't tell me your wife was such a good cock-sucker. I can see why you married her. That's it, Michelle, can you go deeper? Yes! That's it, go on, all the way to the balls. Good girl!"
Michelle knew how to suppress her gag reflex. Her husband had taught her that. And now she was putting that skill to good use with her husband's best friend.
Andrew stood with his hands behind his back, his legs stiffening to thrust his cock forward as Michelle sucked on him with the expertise of a top porn star.
"Ooh, yes, I could fucking get used to this, you dirty bitch. Hold on." Andrew grabbed Michelle's hair and pulled her head back. "No hands. Put them behind your back, lock your elbows like before," instructed Andrew.
"That's it," said Andrew as he held onto Michelle's head, one hand scooping her hair into a bunch, the other hand held under her jaw. "Just hold that position. I'm going to fuck your mouth now."
Andrew brought his cock to Michelle's mouth. Michelle had to lift herself up onto her knees, her hands still behind her back as Andrew forced his way in. He shoved his cock deep into her mouth and out again, establishing a slow fucking rhythm, each time pulling Michelle's head hard onto his cock, causing her to almost choke as it hit the back of her throat.
"Oh, yeh, fuck, that's it. Good girl. I'm fucking loving your wife's mouth," taunted Andrew, "I may have to come round more often and make use of this dirty little bitch's mouth."
Andrew looked toward Dave to make sure his gibes were having the desired effect. Despite the fact that Dave had wanted this, agreed to this, even encouraged his wife to seduce Andrew, it suddenly dawned on him how things might pan out. Having a threesome seemed like a great idea at the time. But now there was the possibility of Andrew visiting on a regular basis to make "use" of his wife, while Dave would be powerless to stop it. That wasn't something Dave had thought about properly.
And what if Michelle fell in love with Andrew? She might decide she'd rather be him. Then divorce would be on the cards. What had he let himself in for? Dave pushed the thought to the back of his mind to try and forget it. For now, he couldn't help noticing how incredibly erotic he found the site of his wife, propped up on her knees, doing her best to avoid choking as Andrew forced his rigid cock into her mouth while staring directly at him.
Andrew knew this was making Dave uncomfortable, and it turned him on immensely. Dave may be his boss at work but now it was he who had the real power over Dave. From now on, Dave would do anything Andrew said. He'd have no choice if he didn't want people to find out about this. Better still, he could have his wicked way with Dave's wife, whenever he wanted, getting her to perform all sorts of humiliating sexual acts, perhaps even in the office, and forcing Dave to watch every sordid bit of it. "This is going to be fun," he thought, as he smiled to himself.
"Ugh, yeh," said Andrew, as he rammed his cock deep once more into Michelle's throat, "God, your wife’s good."
He pulled out because he could feel his orgasm brewing. He slapped his cock against Michelle's cheeks, smearing her face with her own spit.
"Lick my balls, Michelle. And look at your husband as you do it. Show him how much you enjoy worshiping my cock and balls."
Michelle did as she was told. It felt dirty and naughty but she did it anyway. She looked over at her husband with a lustful expression as she sucked and slobbered loudly on Andrew's balls. Her husband was now clearly stroking his erect cock through his trousers, obviously turned on by the show she was giving him.
"Yeh, you like watching your wife doing this, don't you Dave?" questioned Andrew, "Why don't you get a bit closer, get a good view?"
"That's it," continued Andrew as Dave got down off the sofa to sit on the floor, "I bet you'd like more than to just watch, though, wouldn't you? I bet you'd like to join in too, eh?"
"Oh yeh," breathed Dave, a look of excitement on his flushed face as he got up onto his knees.
"I thought so," said Andrew, "In that case, why don't you show me you can lick balls as well as your wife can?"
"What?!" Dave nearly chocked, "I thought -- I mean..."
"Oh, fuck yeh, Dave," Michelle cut in, "that would be so fucking kinky. Go on darling, do it, for me, will you -- please?"
"You're serious?" Dave was still in a state of shock at the thought. This is not something he'd bargained for.
"Oh my God, yeh," said Michelle, "that would really turn me on. I mean it."
Dave looked at his wife and then at Andrew's rock hard cock only a foot or so from his face, "I don't know about this."
"I'm waiting," said Andrew, impatiently, his hands on his hips, "You heard your wife. Get on with it. And don't just take a stab at it. I want you to take your time, put some feeling into it, like your wife did. Make me believe you're enjoying it."
Dave had never so much as touched another bloke's cock before but he had to admit to himself that he'd fantasized about it before. Maybe now was the time to live out one of his fantasies. His wife was looking at him in a pleading way. He could see how much she wanted this. "OK then," he whispered as he leaned forward and tentatively licked the underside of Andrew's scrotum. The scent of Andrew's sex filled his nostrils. It was intoxicating. Andrew's cock and balls were slimy from the thorough blow job his wife had just given him. But that didn't seem to matter. If anything, it made it more dirty. He felt himself getting turned my the humiliating act of licking another man's balls while his wife watched, clearly enjoying the unfolding scene.
Michelle breathed a husky, "Ugh, yeh, that's it, you dirty boy. Lick his balls like a good little slave."
"Very good, Dave," said Andrew, "That wasn't so hard was it? Now show us you can suck cock as well as your wife can."
Dave was past caring now, his mind a fuzz of lustful feelings that were controlling his actions. He took Andrew's cock into his mouth and began sucking at it with a passion.
"Oh. Fuck. Yes." breathed Michelle, "That is so fucking kinky."
Andrew grabbed Michelle's hair. "Stand up," he ordered and pulled her up beside him. He put his arm around her back and held her close, fondling her arse. They both looked down at Dave as he sucked Andrew's cock.
"You're enjoying this, aren't you Michelle? Watching you husband suck on my cock."
"Oh, yeh, I fucking love it."
"Tell me, Michelle, who's in charge here? Who's the boss now?"
"Oh, you are Sir. You are so definitely in charge."
"That's right. I am. I could cum in your husband's mouth right now and he'd let me, wouldn't he?"
"Oh, fuck, yeh.