Incest/Taboo Suburban Wife

The sound of the shower woke John. It was unusual for him to sleep later than his wife, even on vacation. He was normally up before sunrise and at the gym before his wife was finishing her first cup of coffee while still in her pajamas.

"Hey sleepy head, are you getting up for breakfast?"

John rolled over onto his stomach and grabbed the nearest pillow, placing it on his head in hopes of drowning out the sound of his wife's voice. He wanted to stay in bed and get some more sleep. It took a while to go back to sleep earlier in the morning after fucking Julie one last time and he was paying the price at the moment.

"Hey, get your ass out of bed, or I won't be bringing any more hot young women to bed for you to fuck."

"Yeah, quit giving me shit. I'm getting up."

Kelly was just finishing up when John crawled into the shower. The warm water felt nice, but his wife's lips on his felt better.

"Thanks for great a night baby. Did you like the surprise I brought for you?" Kelly knew the answer to her question, but wanted to hear her husband's response. She caught more of his attention when she scraped her fingernails on the underside of her husband's cock.

"Does a bear shit in the woods?" It was an inside joke with the couple and signaled that the question was rhetorical.

Kelly was sitting on the bed naked when John came back into the room.

"I want to talk to you about something, John."

Sitting down on the bed, he thought to himself that it was about time that the couple had this discussion. He enjoyed the previous night, but felt they needed to have a discussion about how his wife fucked several guys prior to coming home and bringing Julie into their bed.

"I want to talk to you about the first day and the discussion I had with Anne in her study. I was not completely honest with you and feel that I need to get it off my chest."

John failed to see how this was relevant to what he wanted to discuss. He was about to say something when he wife started talking to him.

"The conversation with Anne started with her describing how she came to be a rich dominatrix living in the tropics."

"Kelly, I don't care how Anne came to this lifestyle. Those are her issues and I am in no position to judge, according to what she has told me. I want to talk about you fucking the servants and half the club last night."

Kelly looked at her husband and smiled. "Baby, I am trying to do that if you will stop interrupting me."

John sat there and listened as Kelly described what Anne confided in her; that at an early age in college Anne had discovered she had a predisposition for dominating men and women. It was during her senior year that she met her first male sub. He was a local businessman that thought he could play submissive to Anne part-time and on the weekends. It worked for a while, but Anne grew weary of it and moved on. Anne said that she almost climaxed when he begged her to not leave him.

There were several more men and a couple of women that submitted to Anne over the years. It was at this point that she met her late husband Charles. He was 25 years her senior, but could not help but to drool on her leather boots whenever she walked into the room.

"Anne said a polite description of him was a wimp, the more accurate one was drooling bag of pathetic pond scum. Somehow he managed to convince Anne to marry him, and it had nothing to do with the more than two billion dollars she inherited the day he died. Anne knew nothing of Charles' business dealings or his will so it was a surprise to her when the attorney told her that she was rich. Charles' family contested the will, but in the end Anne won."

Kelly went on to describe that at the reading of the will of Charles Harold Henry Lloyd IV, she learned that he kept a large mansion in the tropics. It was this mansion to which Anne retreated after winning her legal case. It was about this time that Anne met Julie and Morris. Anne described how she thought both of the subs would make an excellent addition to her new found wealth and decided to bring both of them to the island. About a year later Julie recruited Alex and the rest is history.

"So we are sitting in the office downing glasses of wine and Anne tells me the rules that she relayed to you earlier. She also said that none of those rules applied to me. She told me that I could fuck the servants or Julie anytime I wanted, provided she was not using them for her own pleasure. I assured Anne that we love and respect each other and we only had sex with each other."

John thought this was a good time to break into the conversation. "If that is the case, then why did you let the servants fuck you the following day?"

"Baby, there is more to the story so please let me finish." Kelly stopped for a moment to catch her breath. John took that as a sign that the discussion was over. Kelly hoped that her husband would let her finish the story.

"What more is there?" John was not certain that he wanted to hear the answer to his question.

"We were sitting there drinking wine and suddenly Anne pushes a button on her desk. Before I know it, Alex and Morris are in the room and they are just as naked as when we arrived."

Kelly looked at her husband and she knew what he was thinking. She was ashamed to admit it, but knew her husband could see through her the first day.

"Yes, I enjoyed looking at their huge cocks. Are you happy that I finally admitted it?"

Kelly placed her left hand on John's cock and slowly started playing with it. It distracted her husband for a second but his attention turned back to the story.

"Anne glanced over at Alex and he seemed to fully understand the desires of his mistress, as he moved to stand beside her chair. I got a chill down the back of my spine as I saw how she controlled him without saying a word. After Alex took his place next to Anne, she reached up and slowly started stroking his cock like she did at lunch. At first it looked like she was just rolling it around in her hands and fingers. I watched her intently, wondering what it felt like and if it was different than Morris' cock."

Kelly went on to describe how she got a tingling feeling in her stomach as she watched Alex's cock grow under the skillful manipulation of his mistress.

"The next thing I know, Anne has Alex's cock in her mouth and is stroking Morris' dick with her right hand. I watched as Anne released Alex's cock from the wetness of her mouth and switched to sucking Morris'. It must have been the wine and the hormones, but I didn't really pay attention to what my body was telling me. The burning sensation in my stomach turned into a damp crotch and the next thing I know I'm rubbing my pussy under my skirt and through my underwear."

John knew that Kelly masturbated, but not in front of him. She had reluctantly done it a few times for him in person and once on video. He had tried to incorporate it into their foreplay early on, but Kelly was not interested in watching her husband jack off and did not understand his desire to watch her.

Kelly described how she eventually spread her legs and pulled her satin panties to the side.

"I could not help myself. The next thing I realize is that I have two fingers buried in my pussy, all the while never taking my eyes off Anne. I watched as Anne sucked their cocks. Suddenly, my body started shaking and I squirted a little onto her leather couch. Anne looked over at me and I didn't care what she saw. Then she told Alex to walk over to where I was sitting on the couch. The next thing I knew, there was a huge cock a foot from my face. Anne told me to touch it. In a brief moment of clarity, I pulled my fingers out of my pussy and told her that I couldn't do that to you."

Kelly explained that Anne assured her that nothing would happen that she didn't want. Anne told her the servants were perfect gentlemen and would keep their mouths shut if that was required. However, she assured Kelly that their lips and tongues were wonderful instruments of pleasure on pussies, nipples and asses. Anything that might happen would be their secret or Kelly could mention it to her husband if the time was ever right.

"The next thing I know, I have Alex's dick in my hand. I stoked it like I'd seen Anne do moments before. I was so consumed by what I was doing while stoking Alex that I didn't notice Morris walk over to the couch. His dick was inches from my face and I didn't know what came over me and I just opened my mouth."

At this point his wife paused and stopped stroking her husband's cock. John looked over at his wife and she had a somewhat glazed look. It was the look she often had when recalling the first time they fucked without using a condom in an attempt to conceive a child.

Kelly went on to describe how Anne broke up the brief encounter telling Kelly that she had more to share and demonstrate to her. Kelly described releasing the cock in her mouth and hand. She described watching their cocks swing to the left and right as the servants walked back over to their mistress.

"The next thing I know, Anne is standing up and telling Morris to take off her panties. I did not notice that Anne had stripped down to her thong and bra while I was sucking off the servants. I know that you looked at her tits the first day, aren't they spectacular?"

"Yes, they are great." This is the first words that John had spoken in several minutes. It was hard to concentrate on his wife's story whiles she continued stroking his dick. John could feel his face turn three shades of red as he admitted to his wife that he liked Anne's tits.

"You will never believe what happened next. Anne directed Morris to get down on his knees and pull down her panties. I could not believe it but he dropped to his knees and bit into the fabric of her thong. He started pulling off her panties with his teeth. It didn't take long for him to pull them all the way off, exposing her engorged pussy lips. I could not believe what happened next, but Anne told Morris to put on her panties."

Kelly described how she watched Morris stand up and then step into his Mistress' thong. The small amount of fabric did little to hide the 10 inch thick cock of the servant. Kelly said that she let out a little giggle after Morris finished putting on the panties.

The real surprise came when Julie appeared behind Anne and proceeded to help her step into a black leather harness, which held a rubber cock about 8 inches long. She went further to described how Morris got down on his knees and started sucking on the rubber dick.

"Anne, is Morris bisexual?"

"No, Morris is not bisexual. His submission includes sucking my strap-on and letting me fuck him in the ass. It is his willing submission that is such a turn-on for me."

Kelly went on to describe how Morris sucked the rubber dildo for several minutes. It appeared that Anne had given the young servant instructions on how to suck a cock and had perfected his technique over the last couple of years. It looked as if Anne had schooled him in the fine art of oral pleasure.

"I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Morris was sucking the rubber dildo and slobbering all over it like Anne had done moments before. The next thing I knew, my fingers were buried in my pussy again as I rubbed my clit to the strange site of a man sucking on his female mistress' rubber cock.

Kelly described how the dildo sucking progressed to Morris placing a rubber on the fake cock in front of him and then rising to bend over the desk. Anne pulled a bottle of lube from the desk drawer and applied copious amounts to her servant's asshole and the dildo. Kelly said the reaming started slowly, picking up the pace about every minute. In less than three minutes, Anne was thrusting into Morris so the entire length of the dildo was buried deep within him. Anne continued to thrust into the servant but appeared to stop just before he was about to climax.

"I couldn't believe what I saw. I had never seen anything like it."

John could not believe the story so far. His aching cock needed relief, but he also wanted his wife continue her story.

"So what happened next?"

"I had another orgasm. I'd been so intent on watching Anne with the servant that I somehow didn't notice that I was rubbing my clit again. I closed my eyes and let out a huge moan and squirted all over the leather sofa."

Kelly described what Anne did next, and it shocked John. Anne said it was her turn as she unhooked the strap-on harness and removed the fake cock from her hips. Anne handed it to Alex. The servant grabbed it, another condom and the bottle of lube and walked over to Kelly.

"I don't know what came over me. I was looking at this gorgeous young man with a full erection and I just seemed to lose my mind. I stood removing my top, bra and skirt. I felt like a ghost watching myself as I allowed him to remove my panties with his teeth. The next thing I know pair of hands are on my hips. I looked over as Julie suddenly appeared to help me properly fit the harness, while at the same time watching Alex put on my underwear."

Kelly described how the young servant, dressed in her red satin panties got down on his knees and started sucking on the fake cock. She said that every time he pushed his mouth along the length of the shaft, it rubbed the base of the dildo on her clit.

"After a couple of minutes, I had a mini-orgasm. I wondered if Anne felt the same sensation on her clit when she fucked the servants, so I asked her. Anne told me that she had the same feeling and that was part of the fun of fucking a guy or girl with a strap-on. She said the excitement came from the physical stimulation but also from the mental stimulation, the control she had over someone when she wore the dildo."

Kelly described how she mimicked what she saw Anne do by standing up the servant, spinning him around and pushing him over the arm of the couch. Again, Julie was there to give her a bottle of lubricant and helped apply it to the young servant's ass. Kelly said that it felt funny the first time she inserted a lubed finger into the servant. It took a couple of minutes for Kelly to insert two fingers into Alex's ass. Shortly thereafter she was pushing the head of the plastic cock into his ass. The resistance of Alex's asshole only increased the pressure on her clit, causing her to increase her pace of thrusting.

"The next thing you know, I am rocking my hips back and forth. I was a little unsteady with my rhythm so Anne walked behind me and placed her hands on my hips for guidance. My strokes into his ass evened out and soon I was pounding him as hard as you pound me, dear. I also reached in front of him and started stroking his cock through my satin panties. I think that it was too much for him and about a minute later he was spurting cum from his cock and covering my panties."

Kelly described that as she pulled out of Alex's ass and saw the other servant bent over the couch. It could not be clearer what he wanted to happen, so Kelly obliged him with a deep thrust into his already lubricated and stretched ass. Repeating what she had done with the other servant, Kelly described how she was soon pounding his asshole while stroking his cock through Anne's panties. It seemed as if Kelly was taking to it like a duck to water because Morris was soon soiling Anne's panties with his semen.

"I looked over at Anne when I was done fucking Morris and saw that she had her head planted between Julie's thighs. The personal assistant was lying on the desk spread eagle and totally naked. Anne called me over to the desk, but I didn't want to move. My brain was telling me that I should not move, but Anne was not done with "teaching" me. My feet had other plans and soon I was standing next to Anne's chair as she continued to lick Julie's pussy. Anne told me to remove the condom, which I did as my hands trembled. The next thing I know she pulls me by the fake dick, spins me around 90 degrees and pushes my hips hard into Julie."

Kelly described how she suddenly found the dildo buried halfway into the young woman. Anne whispered in her ear that Julie loves to get fucked with the dildo. Anne again took hold of Kelly's hips and started the rocking motion. It didn't take long for Kelly to take over the speed and depth of her thrusts into the slutty assistant. In a matter of moments her efforts were rewarded as the young woman screamed with an orgasm.

"Julie shot cum all over my legs and the dildo."

John pinched his wife's nipple and told her that it sounded like her.

"I pulled out after bringing Julie to orgasm and stripped out of the harness. Alex handed me my panties back and I put them on. The cum drenched panties were warm and I made certain to ram the fabric into my wet slit."

John tried to hide his emotions as his wife mentioned rubbing her cum soaked panties into her pussy. The blood flowing to his engorged cock only increased with thoughts of his wife wantonly rubbing the cum of another man into her pussy. He was simultaneously angry and excited by his wife's lurid tale of lust.

Kelly said that the meeting lasted about 30 minutes more. Anne said that having dominated her servants, she was free to use them in any way and t anytime she felt the need to fuck.

John could not believe how hard his cock was. He desperately wanted to fuck his wife, but she told him that he had to wait until later. They would be late for breakfast if they did not hurry.

Thirty minutes later and the couple walked down the stairs to breakfast to find Anne and Trisha waiting for them. Normally Kelly's big tits reached any location first, but not today as John's stiff cock led the way to the dining room table.

"Hello, Kelly and John. I hope that you slept well last night." The grin on Anne's face could be described as a mix between evil plotting and amusement of a cat playing with a trapped mouse. John assumed that his feeble efforts to hide his engorged dick were wasted on Anne and Trisha.

"I slept well. Julie is a perfect cure for insomnia. I always thought a workout right before bed was a bad idea but it seems I was wrong. What do you think John?"

"Yes. I had a great workout with Julie last night."

Like the previous morning the servants brought juice, coffee and champagne for breakfast.

"Kelly, what are your plans for today?"

"I was hoping you would take me shopping, Anne. You mentioned that there are a couple of great shoe stores in town. I know that John would love to go shopping with us."

John rolled his eyes at his wife. "Don't drag me into this adventure. You know my opinion on shoe shopping."

Finishing a mouthful of eggs, Anne asked Trisha if she was interested in going shopping before retreating to the pool in the afternoon.

"No thank you. I was hoping to get in a yoga session this morning and I have plenty of shoes. John would you like to do some yoga with me?"

John really wasn't that interested in yoga. He was not as flexible as Trisha and was afraid of embarrassing himself. However, he thought about the last time that he saw Trisha doing yoga naked and how much he wanted to stick his dick in her ass. He didn't know if he would get to do that, but he knew that he did not want to shop for shoes.

"Honey, if it's okay with you I will stay here and keep Trisha company as she does yoga."

Kelly put down her fork and smiled at her husband, knowing that he was hoping to fuck Trisha's ass.

"Fine with me, but don't be upset when you see the credit card bill."

John stood by the pool waiting for Trisha. The previous hour had been torture as he watched his wife stroke Morris' cock at the breakfast table. He still had an erection from the discussion earlier in the morning and he could not stand sitting at the table watching his wife. He wanted to pump cum deep into her and thought seriously about fucking her right at the table in front of everyone.

"Are you ready for a workout?"

Trisha arrived at the appointed time. John was a little disappointed that she was wearing a sports bra and a pair of shorts. In the back of his mind he knew that she wore something similar the first time they ran into each other at the beach. He was hoping for something more risqué, maybe open crotch panties and a peek-a-boo bra. Then he thought that was silly and impractical.

"Why didn't you want to go shopping with your wife? Are you scared of a shoe store or is there some other reason you are avoiding Anne and your wife?"

"I didn't feel like it. We were in the market the other day and it was fun, but there are only so many tourist shops that I can see. I also fear watching my credit card balance grow as Anne helps Kelly pick out shoes."

"That seems to be a good reason to go. You know, control how much your wife spends."

"It's hard to talk to Kelly about spending money when she makes as much as I do. She is reasonable with her clothes shopping, so a little splurge on nice shoes is not something I mind. In fact, she has some great heels."

"So John has a shoe fetish." Trisha gave him an evil grin. "I bet you like "fuck me heels" don't you, John?"

"No!"

"Yes, you do like them. Admit it, you like to see your wife in high heels."

"Okay, it's not so much the heels it is the sound they make as she walks on a hard surface floor. The clicking noise is like Pavlov's bell for me. I hear the clicking noise and my dick gets hard."

"Do you get the same response when any attractive woman walks by wearing a pair of high heels?"

"Yes."

"Does your dick get hard when you hear the sound come from a less than attractive woman wearing heals?"

John did not want to answer the question, so he just looked at Trisha.

"I will take your silence as a yes. Is there an attractive woman in your office that has great taste in shoes?"

Again, John hoped that his silence would not betray him.

"So what is her name?"

"I said there isn't anyone. Why does everything with you and Anne have to be about sex?"

"Methinks thou dost protest too much."

The quote from Shakespeare stunned John for a moment.

"Come on John, you mean to tell me that you completely ignore the attractive women in your office? That you never once thought about having a hot assistant walk into the lobby of your building wearing nothing but five inch heels? That you have never daydreamed about her dropping to her knees and sucking your cock and blasting your load down her throat."

"Fine, her name is Rebecca." John feared the worst, but was pleasantly surprised by what happened next.

"Was telling me that one fact so hard? Now, are you still certain that you want to leave your wife alone with Anne to shop for shoes? It sounds like you have a serious shoe fetish and a trip to the shoe store may be just what your cock needs."

John considered it for a moment, but told Trisha that he was going to pass on shopping. He was torn between helping his wife find shoes and hoping to be able to fuck Trisha in the ass. In the end, his dick did the thinking and told his brain that yoga was a better idea than shoe shopping.

"I think you didn't want to go because Anne scares you. Maybe it could be that you want to see me naked." The statement was followed by a quick flick of her long hair and a wicked smile.

They continued to talk as they walked the rest of the way to the spot John had first seen Trisha working out. John was in luck when Trisha dropped the two yoga mats on the ground and peeled off her sports bra and then her shorts.

"Get naked Johnny Boy. The only way to do yoga is in the nude."

John was amazed at how firm and high Trisha's breast sat on her chest. They were likely B-cups and were topped with small nipples that pointed slightly above the horizon when erect. He was not a fan of women with small breasts, but it was hard to deny that Trisha was a ball of sexual energy. John thought to himself that maybe this morning was going to be good after all as he stripped out of his shorts and T-shirt.

The first several minutes Trisha led him through some basic warm-up moves. Then it was onto some basic stretching moves. John thought that it was not that bad and then it go harder. Trisha attempted to put John into several positions that he just could not get by himself. She would demonstrate the move and John would try to copy it. Trisha even tried to help John by stabilizing him or pushing on a body part here or there.

It was during one of those moves that Trisha grabbed his cock and gave it a little tug. "If you get this position right, you might get a little more of this."

That was enough incentive for John as he finally got into the position. His reward was a soothing stroke by Trisha. She put him into several more positions, half of which he was able to do on his own. Two other positions required Trisha's encouraging strokes to his cock.

After about 70 minutes the session was over. Trisha came close to John, her nipples barely rubbing against his chest. The closeness was rapidly pushing blood into his penis. It was evident to Trisha and she helped the process along with several strokes. Then she kissed him, her tongue parting his lips to explore his mouth. John felt the urgent need to bury his cock deep in Trisha and returned her kiss.

Trish eventually pulled her lips back and released her grip on John's cock.

"Let's go back to the house and get cleaned up."

Picking up the mat but forgoing their clothes, the couple started walking toward the mansion. Once there, Trisha led John to her room. It looked much the same as the room that he and Kelly shared. It was decorated in dark classical wood and had a king size poster bed.

The water in her shower was warm as it rinsed off the sand and sweat. It wasn't so much a shower to get clean, but a warm up for what was about to happen. Trisha was squatting in front of him running her tongue along the underside of his shaft. Trisha was repaying John for the tongue lashing he lavished on her outer pussy lips minutes prior.

"We need the bed if we want more action."

John didn't care where he fucked Trisha, as long as he got to unload his swollen balls into her. It was unfair that Kelly did not fuck him after her story before breakfast and now he was going to get some relief.

Trisha wanted to ride his face, which John eagerly agreed to as she straddled him. She lowered her swollen lips onto his waiting mouth then started grinding her hips. John had to work hard to maintain his tongue on her swollen clit because of her rocking motion. It was even harder to concentrate because one of her hands was stroking his cock. However, his focused effort paid off when Trisha's body clenched up while her pussy flooded his mouth.

"That was great baby." Trisha could taste herself as she kissed his lips. John started to protest when she got up.

"Lay there baby, I have a surprise for you."

"What is it?"

"It won't be a surprise if I tell you now will it?"

John lay on the bed as Trisha walked over to the dresser and retrieved what looked to be a black scarf of some type.

"Lift your head up."

John did as instructed and Trisha wrapped the black silk fabric over his eyes. It covered his forehead and a little bit of his nose. He could still breathe and the silk felt sexy on his face.

Trisha climbed up on top of his chest again and suddenly impaled herself on John's cock. God it felt so tight and moist. John thrust his hips up into Trisha wanting to feel her wetness envelop his cock. She kissed him on the mouth, tongue probing past his lips and dancing with his tongue. They swiped at each others tongues as Trisha continued to grind her pussy on his cock. Trisha reached down and pulled John's wrists up as he had been gripping her ass as he rocked his hips up with each thrust into her pussy. With his hands now over his head and Trisha's pussy gripping his cock and one of her tits in his mouth, John was lost in his desire to unleash a torrent of cum into the woman.

His perceived helplessness turned into reality when he heard the clicking noises and felt cold steel around his wrists. John had played with fake handcuffs when he was a kid, so he was familiar with the sound they made. His attempts to move his hands were met with resistance. John didn't understand what was going on or how Trisha had fastened the handcuffs to the bed.

"Stay here lover, I have a surprise for you." The moist folds of Trisha no longer surrounded John's cock. John was still moaning so he did not hear the barefoot woman leave the room.

"Trisha, this is not funny. Get back over here so we can finish." His cock ached to feel her warm pussy. It was made worse by his swollen balls filled to the brim with cum.

"Trisha?"

John was quiet. He was hoping that he could hear what she was doing, but all he could hear is the sound of the ocean through the open French doors that led to the balcony. He thought to himself that she must be in the room laughing quietly while watching his twitching cock as he was strapped to the bed.

"Trisha, this is not funny. Please come back so we can finish."

The quietness continued and John sensed that no one was in the room with him. With no relief coming in the next couple of seconds his hard-on was starting to protest. His balls needed release after being teased by both his wife and Trisha. God, he wished his wife or Julie were here to suck him off.

"Trisha?"

John thought to himself that the surprise is Julie. He didn't remember her standing with Kelly and Anne as he walked out to the pool to meet up for yoga. Maybe Trisha was getting Julie so the three of them could fuck. It should have not been possible but John could feel his dick getting harder as he contemplated fucking both Trisha and Julie.

It felt like he'd been secured to the bed for ten minutes. The sound of the ocean did little to calm him or his aching cock. In the distance John thought he heard clicking noises coming toward the bedroom. The clicking noises got louder and John thought to himself that it was more than one pair of heels on the marble floor of the hallway. His mind raced with the thought of fucking Julie and Trisha. The sound of heels grew louder as they approached the room. Each step and clicking sound brought more blood to his already engorged cock. Suddenly the sounds stopped. John figured that the heels were silenced by carpet in the bedroom and he could almost sense someone had entered the room.

A warm pair of lips caressed the helmet of John's cock as a hand started to caress his swollen balls.

"Did you miss me?"

It was Trisha's voice, so that meant she had indeed brought Julie to the room to fuck.

"Yes I did. I was afraid that I was not going to finish fucking you."

"Naughty boy, I bet you were going to fuck me and not tell your wife."

The conversation needed to stop and the fucking needed to begin. John thought his balls were going to explode. It was at this point one of the women pulled down hard on his ball sack and wrapped something around the base of his cock.

"Oh, fuck!"

The pain was agonizing as his swollen balls were pulled away from his body. It felt like someone was ripping his nuts off.

"Open your mouth, baby."

Okay, Julie is sucking my cock thought John as Trisha was continuing to speak to him. John was still biting down on his lip due to the burning sensation in his balls.

"John, open your mouth or you are not going to get to fuck me again."

This caught his attention long enough to do as instructed. He expected Trisha to climb back onto the bed and mount his face, rubbing her swollen clit against his tongue.

His mouth was suddenly filled by something and it did not taste nor feel like pussy. He was gagging on it and wondered what the fuck was happening. As it was pulled out of his mouth he felt the helmet of the thing in his mouth. My God, he had a plastic cock in his mouth. He tried to pull his head away but a pair of hands grabbed his hair and forced the cock deep into him again.

"Suck my girl cock, bitch."

It was Trisha and she sounded angry. She grabbed his head harder and forced him to gag on the dildo.

"Suck it like your wife sucked off those guys in the club and the servants."

John was in shock. He could feel his heart racing, despite the pain in his crotch. His flight response was now in full swing and he tried to pull his handcuffed wrists away from the bed.

How did he end up here and how could he escape? Was this really Trisha? Maybe it was Anne and Trisha was talking? Maybe Anne stayed home and Julie went shopping with Kelly? It was completely plausible given what Kelly told him earlier about Anne.

The blindfold was suddenly gone as blinding light filled his field of vision. It took him a second for his eyes to focus, but once able to see clearly, he saw that it was Trisha fucking his mouth with a strap-on. He could see her, but she was so close to him that he could not tell who else was in the room. Maybe it was Julie?

"Suck it now."

John tried to move his head away from the plastic phallus, but Trish had a tight grip on his hair. She pushed the dildo deeper into his throat and pulled it almost out. Trisha did this several times, each one almost gagging John.

"I said suck it like your wife sucks your cock. You should know how to do it. You've seen her suck you often enough haven't you, John?"

Realizing there was no escaping the iron grip Trisha had on his head, he reluctantly started licking the shaft jammed into his throat. Trisha pulled the plastic dick out far enough so he could swirl his tongue on the tip.

"Good boy, John; lick the head of my cock"

John did as instructed, hoping that Trisha would not shove her strap-on back into his mouth.

"I want you to spit on it like you see in porn movies."

John pulled his head back, refusing to spit on the dildo. Trisha responded by jamming her dildo past John's closed lips and making him gag on it.

"I said spit on it like you see in the movie." The demand was followed up by several rapid thrusts of Trisha's hips toward his head. Each thrust came closer to triggering his gag reflex and forcing him to puke. John looked up at Trisha with watering eyes and shook his head signaling surrender after the sixth thrust. Trisha smiled and pulled the cock out of his mouth for the first time allowing John to catch his breath.

"Well man bitch, I'm waiting."

With a sense of defeat, John reluctantly spit on the dildo in front of him.

"Now suck it again for me."

John did as instructed, repeating the spitting and sucking cycle three more times.

"I told you that I could seduce him and then fuck his face with a strap-on. You said that my tits were too small for him. Wrong, he would look at any piece of ass after the teasing you gave him over the last couple of days."

John could not tell who Trisha was talking with as he could only see her belly piercing and the harness of the strap-on probing his mouth.

"Kelly, I told you that I could do it."

John's heart stopped when he heard his wife's name. Was she in the room? He was naked and felt even more vulnerable than he did ten seconds ago as he was spitting and sucking on Trisha's dildo. Suddenly the cock was out of his mouth and Trisha had backed away, allowing him to see the entire room.

The first person he saw was Anne. She was dressed in a red leather corset and black thigh high boots. He marveled at her beauty and then panicked when he saw the harness and strap-on dangling between her legs.

Julie was also in the room, naked except for a pair of heels and a strap-on.

My God he thought, there is my wife and she is wearing a strap-on. Kelly was wearing the PVC outfit that Julie had bought the day before at Madame Perry's store. Her 34D breasts were poking out from the holes created by the PVC straps and her nipples were pointing north and hard as stone. His wife was obviously excited by what she was witnessing.

"Honey, when we talked this morning, did I forget to mention to you that I accidently told Anne about your dark secret. You know the secret about wanting to be dominated by a woman and fucked in the ass with a strap-on."

It was a late night confession to his wife several months ago. John had been watching porn on a Saturday while his wife was at the mall. He'd come across a video of a guy getting fucked by his wife. She was using her vibrator to probe his ass. An hour later and several pegging movies later, John was naked on the bed with his wife's vibrator lodged in his ass. He told Kelly about it later in the evening as they were naked. His wife reached into her nightstand and pulled out the vibrator. She proceeded to suck his cock as she stimulated his rim, but never probed him.

"Anne said that she would help me fuck your tight, little ass, baby if you wanted it that bad. I'm sorry that I forgot to mention it to you this morning."

The grin on his wife's face scared him as she swayed her hips while walking over to him as he lay on the bed. The hip swaying caused the dildo hanging between her legs to swing to the left then the right, slapping her upper thighs as she walked.

"Open your mouth, baby. You are going to suck my girl cock like a good little husband."

John felt he had control over the situation at this point, as he no longer had a plastic dick in his mouth. As his wife came closer, she instructed him to open his mouth, which he refused. As Kelly stood by the bed, she again demanded that John open his mouth and suck her girl cock.

Trisha, who had backed away from the bed, started moving forward. "Let me help you Kelly. I know how to get little pricks to open their mouths for me."

"No. Let me handle this Trisha."

Trisha watched as Kelly slowly bent at the waist, putting her lips to his left ear and whispered something to him. John must have thought about what Kelly told him and then gave the group a look of defeat and separated his lips.

John did as he was told and his wife thrust her dildo into his mouth. Like he had seen his wife do hundreds of times, he licked the length of his wife's artificial cock. Kelly purred when John ran his tongue on the underside of the dildo and looked her in the eyes. It did not take too long before she grabbed a handful of his hair and started thrusting her hips into his face.

John continued to focus on his wife's dildo and did not notice what the other women were doing in the room. The first hint that his situation was going to get worse was a cold feeling on his ass. As he had rolled over slightly toward his wife to better suck on her dildo, his ass was no longer carrying the weight of his body. These allowed someone to spread open his ass cheeks and apply something cold to his butt hole. The cold glob of lube on his ass gave little advance warning to the probing digit.​