Finally, she agreed.
For years, you’ve been trying to get your wife to agree to anal sex, and today she finally told you she’ll allow it, but only if you do everything she says. You have no idea what she means, but the thought of mounting her from behind and the sounds she’ll make as you slide into her virgin asshole excites you so much that you’ll do anything.
Your heart pounds with anticipation; you scrub and shave in the shower to prepare for her, and you’re thinking of jumping her the moment you step out, when you hear the bathroom door open.
“Use this everywhere,” she says, sliding a bottle between the shower curtain and the wall.
You take it from her, and before you can react, you hear the bathroom door close. You peek out to check, and she’s gone. She handed you a large bottle of hair remover. You’ve just shaved, as you usually do before a perverted night, which are rare, so you consider not using it.
Everywhere?
You’ve never shaved anywhere but your face and pubic hair, let alone used hair remover. But she said the only way she’ll let you into her ass is if you do exactly as she says, so you read the instructions and use it on your arms, chest, legs, butt, and as much of your back as you can reach. It starts to tingle and almost burn, so you don’t dare put it on your balls. While waiting for the hair remover to work, you double-check with a razor to make sure you’ve got everything. The burning becomes almost unbearable, and you finally rinse off. The water magically takes the hair with it. You chuckle because you haven’t looked like this since before puberty. But you don’t feel any different.
You step out of the shower and realize how wrong you were. The feeling of the towel on your smooth skin is incredibly sexy. Even the air feels different. You’re rock hard as you start rubbing your legs and butt with your hands. You can’t wait to feel her hands on your body.
You open the door to the bedroom, expecting to find her on the bed in something sexy, but she’s not there. Something sexy is there, though, and there’s a note.
“Put this on. Everything. How much do you want me to give up? Let me know when you’re ready.”
What the hell is this? On the bed lies a bra, thong, and garters. All black lace. There’s also an unopened pair of black lace-top stockings. You’ve never done this with your wife, though there was one perverted girl whose thong you wore while fucking her, and it turned you on a lot. But she was completely crazy. Your wife has never done anything remotely this kinky. It seems she’s more into this than she’s ever let on. You pick up the thong and realize it’s not your wife’s. Neither is the bra. Did she buy all this for you?
Still wondering what she has planned once you’re dressed, you put on the thong. It settles over your erection and actually holds it pretty well. You have to adjust it a bit so your balls don’t stick out the sides. You find the best way is to pull the hips and back snugly. Good thing you have bony enough hips to keep it in place. You’re so turned on that you can’t help but run your fingertips over your penis through the fabric, and it feels amazing. You pick up the bra and notice it’s nothing like your wife’s. It has no padding, and the cups have an extra layer of fabric on the inside. You wrap it around your waist to hook it, then put it on and thread your arms through. It feels like it fits well, but the cups are saggy. You start to feel ridiculous. Your imagination returns to taking your wife’s anal cherry, and you tear open the stockings. You’ve seen your wife do it enough times to know how to roll them into a ball and carefully slide them up your legs, and as you put on the first one, you feel yourself harden and a wet spot forms on the front of the thong. Once it’s all the way up, you run your hands up and down your leg, amazed at how fantastic it feels. You quickly put on the second one and grab the garter. Once you figure out where the straps go, you pull them on. After what feels like an eternity of fumbling with the clips, you’re finally ready.
“Okay, babe!” you call down the hallway.
You feel ridiculous again and don’t know what to do. You decide to just sit on the bed. The door opens, and the first thing you notice is the sinister smirk on her face. She’s wearing a red satin robe, black stockings, and red patent heels. You can’t wait to see what’s under the robe.
“Good boy. Now, the rules: no talking unless spoken to, and follow all instructions. Understood?”
You feel awkward and exposed, so you just nod.
“Follow me.”
She leads you to the spare bedroom, where her vanity is, and tells you to sit on the chair. Then she tells you to put your hands behind your back. It doesn’t surprise you when she cuffs your wrists; you’ve used cuffs on each other before. This time, though, she does something different. You hear the jingle of keys and a click from one cuff, then the other. She pulls up the other chair in the room and sits in front of you. You feel the cuffs to see what’s different, and you don’t feel the safety release. These are real cuffs! She must have seen the flash of panic in your eyes. That sinister smirk returns. She leans forward and rubs your thighs up and down with her hands. You start to relax again. You look down her robe, and her breasts are pushed up and look amazing. You wish you could see what she’s wearing. Her nails touch the underside of your balls, and your hips instinctively move forward. She turns away and starts rummaging through her makeup.
It must have taken her an hour, but she carefully applies foundation, blush, dark eyeshadow, eyeliner, extra-long false lashes, mascara, bright red lipstick, and lip gloss. Every so often, she teases the same spot on the underside of your balls through the lace. You’ve been hard the whole time; you can feel your thong soaked.
“Want to see how you look?”
You eagerly nod as she turns the makeup mirror toward you.
“Wow,” you say. She didn’t do you up like herself. She went overboard, and you look like a total slut, but you’re surprised at how much you really look like a woman. It’s a huge turn-on.
“Do you like it?”
You start to feel ashamed of how much you like it, and she sees you blush as you nod. This time, her smile is more sympathetic than sinister.
“You need more to complete your look.”
She pulls a box from under the vanity, opens it, and reveals black patent heels, and your cock twitches at the sight. That sinister smile again. She leans down to put on the first one, and you lift your foot as you look down her robe again. Your eyes stay fixed on her chest as she slips on the second and tightens the ankle strap. You hear a click and realize she used a small padlock on the strap! She leans forward and opens her mouth in front of your cock. You feel her hot breath, and more pre-cum leaks out. She returns to your other foot and locks the strap.
She goes to the closet and comes out with another shoe box. You realize why your bra is so weird when she pulls out silicone breast inserts. She slides them into the pockets in the bra cups, and you feel the weight pulling on your bra. She puts in the second one and kneels in front of you. She starts fondling your breasts, and her breathing gets heavier. Her satin robe rubs against your stockings, and the lace-covered cock is too much; you’ve been teased for over an hour. You move your hips to grind against her. She reaches down with both hands, one grabbing your balls and the other gently stroking your cock. You feel harder than ever and like you could cum any second. She senses it and pulls you out of the top of your thong.
At that moment, she moves the hand stroking you back to your breast and wraps her lips around your shaft. The warmth and wetness are too much, and after bobbing up and down on the head a few times, you can’t hold back. Just as you feel the first pulse shoot into her mouth, she squeezes your balls a little tighter and pinches your nipple a bit more. She’s really turned on by this, and the thought intensifies your orgasm. She keeps her mouth over the head of your cock as it fills with what seems like an endless supply of cum. Only when you stop twitching does she let you slip out of her mouth, her hands sliding up your neck. Then she goes in for a kiss. You try to pull away, but she pulls your head to her. She slips her tongue in along with the biggest load you’ve ever shot into her mouth. When she pulls away, you see a string of saliva and cum connecting your mouth to hers.
“Swallow.”
Your eyes plead that you don’t think you can, but she moves one hand to the underside of your chin and holds your head firmly.
“SWALLOW!”
The firmness of her voice surprises and slightly scares you. The position she’s holding your head in and the command you’ve just been given don’t let you look away. You swallow the warm, salty liquid.
“Good girl.”
She’s calling you a girl now? You try to hide how much you liked hearing that, but the aftertaste of cum in your mouth and the feeling of the lingerie on your smooth skin make you want more. You want her to make you feel what the brush feels.
She steps back and drops the robe to the floor. She’s wearing the sexiest corset you’ve ever seen. It’s red satin like the robe but has black lace overlay. The top front is laced and pushes her breasts up. It has garters attached to the thighs, which you’re sure are the same as yours.
That’s when you notice the six-inch black strapon she’s wearing.
“What’s that for?”
SMACK!
She just slapped you hard across the face.
“Remember the rules! I didn’t tell you to speak.”
Your mouth hangs open in shock, and she takes the opportunity to grab the back of your neck and shove her toy into your mouth.
“HHHHMMMFFF!”
SMACK!
“Shut up and take it, slut.”
She shoves it into your mouth as far as it’ll go, and you gag around it, then it slides down your throat, and you feel the ring of the harness on your lips. It’s all the way in your throat, and she’s holding it there. You start to struggle against the cuffs. You can’t breathe!
She pulls it out and holds it just outside your mouth as you try to catch your breath.
“Remember our deal, right?”
You nod, worried but still incredibly turned on.
“Then you’re going to suck it like you like it.”
You look down at the shiny head in front of your lips and also see your fake breasts and stocking-covered legs. You’re really getting into this. You lean your neck forward and lick along the underside of the shaft back to the head. You put it back in your mouth and start bobbing your head forward and back. It’s harder than you thought. You focus on breathing through your nose as you keep suction and push it deeper into your mouth. When you manage to find the entrance to your throat, you start to get comfortable and only gag a few times.
“That’s a good little cocksucker.”
She pulls it back and goes to the back of the chair. She undoes one wrist and stands.
She pulls it back and moves to the back of the chair. She undoes one wrist and stands back in front of you. You know what she wants, so you grab her ass and pull the cock back into your mouth, the open cuffs dangling from your wrist. You surprise yourself by easily taking it to the entrance of your throat and start guiding her ass as she fucks your face. Your hand moves toward the hole she promised, and she moves it away. She pulls her cock out of your throat.
“Slow down, slut, we’re just getting started. Stand up.”
Disappointed she didn’t let you keep deep-throating, you stand and forget about the heels. You wobble a bit before adjusting your stance to keep balance in the unfamiliar shoes. They must be five inches high! You feel them forcing your ass out, and you have to arch your back to compensate, which pushes your breasts out too. Your wife slides the chair out from behind you and wraps something around your body. You look down as she hugs you and hooks a corset to you. You didn’t see where she got it; it matches hers, but this one is all black and doesn’t have garters. Once she fastens it, you feel it squeeze the air out of you as she tightens the laces behind you.
Then she comes around to the front and tightens the laces that push your breasts up like hers. You feel more pre-cum leaking into your thong. Did the corset squeeze it out of you?
She takes a black leather miniskirt and tells you to put it on. You almost fall trying to avoid catching the heels on the fabric, but you get both legs in, and she pulls it up. It’s tight over your ass and a bit too short to cover the top of your stockings.
“Follow me,” she says, walking out into the hallway.
Your first few steps are uncertain, but you watch your wife’s toe-first walk and try to mimic it. Your ass sways back and forth, and the stockings rub against each other. You feel incredibly sexy. You follow her back to the bedroom.
“Put these on.”
She hands you a pair of black satin gloves. You slip one on, and it goes up past your elbow. You still have the cuff on your other wrist, and you look at her to help. She puts the open cuff back on your wrist over the glove and then unlocks the bare one. You put on the other glove.
“Hands behind your back”
You feel like you know what’s coming as you comply, but it turns you on so much that you’re ready. She cuffs your hands behind your back again and pushes you onto the bed. You’re bent at the waist, legs dangling, completely helpless, and you feel the vibrator pressing between your cheeks through the skirt. You moan in anticipation.
“First, we’ll freshen you up a bit.”
You pout in disappointment as she leaves the room again. You hear her return from the spare bedroom and walk around the bed. She grabs your hair and pulls your head back.
“Press your lips together.”
You do, and she reapplies your lipstick. You notice red smudges at the base of the vibrator and feel pride and shame at the same time.
“That’s so you can’t refuse the next part. Open your mouth.”
You open it, expecting the dildo to return between your lips.
“Wider”
You spread your painted lips, and she inserts a large ring into your mouth. You feel a strap wrap around your head. You try to move your tongue around it, but it’s blocked in your mouth and holds your jaw open. You immediately start drooling. She walks back around the bed and takes the same position, cock ready at your entrance through the skirt. She pushes it into you, trying to get through the skirt. You hear her open some kind of cap, and she moves the strapon away. You feel your skirt lift and your thong shift to the side. A cold liquid rubs against your hole, and her hands grab your hips.
You’ve never known what it’s like to be in this position, but you want it.
You feel pressure on your hole and moan. Your wife is about to take your anal virginity. You thought tonight would go differently, but you’re enjoying the position you’re in.
She pushes a little, and you feel your hole start to give. You tense.
“Relax. Breathe.”
You take a deep breath, and she pushes again. The head pops in, and you feel like it’s tearing you apart! Your breathing gets very rapid as the invader stays in place.
“Good girl.”
Those words send a shiver through you again. You want to be a good slut for your wife. She pushes it in further, and you moan. Suddenly, it pulls all the way out, and you want it back in. This time, your hole accepts it like an old friend, and she thrusts it all the way in.
You grunt as she holds it all the way in, her hands resting on your hips. She doesn’t move, but her hands are elsewhere. She puts a blindfold over your eyes, and you remember her fluttering lashes at you. You don’t have time to think about why she did it; she pulls it all the way out and thrusts it back in. You feel fluid leaking from your cock and mouth as she starts rhythmically fucking your ass. With each thrust, you grunt, and you can’t see or hear anything. The only thing you can do is feel that wonderful thing attached to your wife fucking the man out of you. At this moment, you’re nothing but a slut.
She grabs your hair, pulls your head up, and thrusts all the way to you. She holds you in this position.
You feel something soft and meaty on your tongue. It tastes like something you’ve just become acquainted with. Before you can process what’s happening, you have a cock deep in your throat. You want to protest, but your wife’s strapon starts thrusting again. The ring gag prevents you from stopping whoever’s fucking your throat. The flash of anger and betrayal you felt is quickly replaced by the newfound love of feeling like a slut to be used. You moan into the cock in your mouth.
A pair of hands on your hips and a pair on the back of your neck find a rhythm, and you start bouncing between cocks back and forth.
Your wife makes a decision and unfastens your gag. The cock slips out of your mouth, and she takes off the gag and blindfold together. With her cock buried in your ass, you look at the mysterious man.
You have no idea who he is, and for some reason, it’s a relief. Now you have a chance to protest.
You look back down at his cock, and there’s no fight in you. You open your mouth wide, and he plunges back in. He exhales partly in laughter, partly in pleasure.
“I knew you’d be a good cocksucker.” Your wife says, pushing your head down on his pulsing cock.
You don’t remember ever being this horny or having this much pleasure, and nothing but the lace thong and leather skirt touches your cock. The cock toy in your ass finds a new center of pleasure with each thrust, and the knowledge of the pleasure you’re giving the real cock in your throat makes you feel like you’re going to cum. Your moans get louder, and your mouth gets more eager.
Your wife pulls your hair, and the cock slips out of your mouth.
“Turn around and lie all the way on the bed,” she says.
You feel empty as she pulls out to let you obey, and you hope she’ll give it back to you. She climbs on top of you and lowers her dripping pussy to your lips.
“Lick me,” she says, leaning over your cock, which is sticking out of your thong. As you dive your tongue into her, she leans down and wraps her lips around you again. She shifts your thong away from your hole, and you feel something cold again. Another toy? She releases you from her mouth.
“Are you ready for me to take my anal virginity?”
The mysterious man straddles your head and positions his cock, still slick with your saliva, in front of your wife’s virgin asshole.
“Wait!” You say, but before you can resist or stop it, your wife pulls her pussy away from your open mouth and shoves her dirty strapon back down your throat. At the same time, the invisible toy makes its way deep into your ass, but it’s no dildo. As it goes in, it stretches your ass more and more. You feel tears streaking down your mascara-streaked face as you watch the man’s cock penetrate your wife’s ass. The sounds she makes are a mix of pleasure and pain, just as you imagined, and the fact that it’s another man making her make those sounds is more exciting than frustrating. He starts pumping in and out, pushing the strapon deeper into your throat. The toy in your ass feels like it’s tearing you apart as it works deeper. Suddenly, your ass sucks it all the way in and holds it there. She shifts your thong to the end of the toy and takes you back into her mouth. Now the mysterious man is pushing his cock down your throat at the same time as your cock into hers. She pushes back into him to pull the gag out of your mouth.
“Lick me.” she says, and you dive back into her wet pussy. She takes you back into her mouth and moans intensely. You can tell she’s close. He starts thrusting with more force, his balls slapping your forehead as you suck her clit.
She doesn’t let your cock out of her throat as she starts to cum, her muffled cries of ecstasy vibrating through your ass and the cock in your ass. As her orgasm subsides, the man’s thrusting speeds up.
“Suck his balls,” she says, before continuing to deep-throat you. She starts to push on the plug in your ass.
You move from her soaked pussy to his balls, but all you can do is stick your tongue out and let them bounce off it. You want him to cum before you, but you don’t think you’ll last.
Just as you’re about to cum, he starts grunting and thrusts deep into her ass and holds it there. You take the opportunity and shove his whole sack into your mouth. You feel him convulsing in orgasm, and you know he’s cumming inside your wife. She moans as she feels his cum shooting into her. She takes your cock even deeper into her throat, and you realize she’s holding her head down. You start shooting your cum down her throat.
After four or five pulses, his cock pushes his balls out of your mouth and thrusts back into your throat. He shoots the rest of his cum down your throat as your wife sucks the last of yours, while he holds her head down on you.
He releases her head, and she pulls you out as his cock leaves your throat. She rests her head on your thigh, exhausted. As you catch your breath, you hear him leave the room and close the door.
As you start to breathe normally, you feel cum starting to drip from your wife’s ass and onto your painted lips. You lick it and smile as you fall asleep.