{ASSM} RP: Contracts, by Sandia (M+/F, wife,reluc)
san...@texas.net
I'm hoping to repost these two stories: "Contracts" and "Sammy."
Thank you.
Sandia.
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Feedback appreciated at san...@texas.net.
Story codes: M+/F, wife, reluctant.
Copyright to author. Do not post to pay sites.
By Sandia.
Contracts
I've learned to love being a whore. When my husband calls me his
"slut" or "cunt" it makes my pussy wet.
I wasn't always this way. It all started about three months ago
when I lost a bet. My husband had some men over for a night of
poker. I didn't have money to go out that night, and so I
decided to play. Harry wouldn't give me any chips to play with,
so I "traded" for them, basically flirting with the guys and
getting them drinks and stuff so they would give me chips to play
with.
I started drinking too much, which always makes me horny, and my
husband didn't stop me. I started talking dirty with the guys,
and wound up playing a game of strip poker against one of them.
I lost that bet, and had to take off my clothes, down to my
panties, in front of all of them. My husband tried to stop me,
but I did it anyway, partly because of the alcohol, partly to
make a point. Of course I was embarrassed, but they all
appreciated my body, and I started to feel more comfortable after
a while. I wound up getting more chips, and sitting there
half-naked in front of several strange men was strangely
arousing. I found myself getting up more than I needed to, and
"showing off" in front of them.
When I got the best hand of the night, I decided to get revenge.
Daryl, whom I didn't like, but who had made a pass at me earlier,
said he'd bet his truck against me. I thought he was thinking
with his dick, and besides I really wanted that truck, which was
brand-new and worth a lot of money. I wound up betting my body
against it. Basically I had to be his sex-slave for the night.
He beat me, of course, but I was shocked when I saw his cards. I
was scared shitless then, though still kind of turned on. I had
fantasized about cheating on my husband before, but never with a
man like Daryl. He immediately made me get up and take off the
rest of my clothes, showing all the guys my pussy and ass, and
holding up my tits for them, and then he made me get in his
truck.
I slouched down as low as I could in the seat, terrified someone
would see me. Daryl made me suck on his cock "like a baby,"
telling me he would let me out butt-naked if I didn't suck it
good. I was more ashamed of myself than I had ever been, and
probably wouldn't have been able to do it at all if it hadn't
been for all the liquor I'd drunk.
When we got to his house he ordered me into his bedroom. I was
scared because his cock was much fatter than my husband's. I'm
small and even Harry, has to be careful with me. I was wondering
if it would hurt and hoping he wouldn't be too brutal about it
when he came in with several lengths of clothes line.
I pleaded with him not to tie me up, but he ignored me. Daryl is
a big guy, and very strong. He tied my wrists and ankles to the
bedposts and then stood over me awhile, looking at me. "You're
going to be a lot of fun to fuck," he said.
I asked him not to hurt me. He said he wouldn't as long as I did
exactly what he wanted me to do. He got out a couple of
vibrators and a video camera. I was scared of the video camera.
I begged him not to tape me, but he did it anyway. He took the
vibrator and put it in my face and told me to suck it. I
hesitantly obeyed as he ran it over my lips and tongue and slid
it in and out of my mouth. "Good girl," he said. He took it out
of my mouth and started sliding it along the lips of my pussy. I
felt myself spasm involuntarily as he slid the tip into me. He
twisted it back and forth and rubbed my clitoris with his thumb
as he gradually worked it into me. He started pushing more and
more of it into me, and it started to feel good. I felt my hips
moving against his hands and he started fucking me with it for
real. He was fucking me with the vibrator and rubbing my
clitoris and I couldn't help myself, I started to come. Then he
took it out of me. I gasped. "Does your husband ever fuck you
like this?" he asked me. I said no, and asked him not to stop.
He laughed and got the other vibrator out. It was smaller and
shaped different. "Does your husband ever fuck your ass?" he
asked. "No!" I said. I asked him not to put anything in my ass,
but the truth is at that moment I wanted him to.
I tried to get away from him, but there was nothing I could do.
When he first started pushing it into me, I thought I would die.
I had never had anything in my ass before, but after he turned it
on and left it there, it started to feel good too. I could feel
the vibrations in my pussy. Then he took the bigger vibrator and
started fucking my pussy again. It felt so good I stopped caring
about the camera or the fact he wasn't my husband. He asked me
if I had liked sucking his cock in the car, and I told him yes,
so he wouldn't stop. He told me I had to tell him what fucking
Harry was like, and I told him it was boring. He asked if I was
looking forward to fucking him, and I said yes. He told me to
beg him to suck his cock, and I did. Leaving the vibrators in
me, he climbed up to my chest. "Beg for it, bitch." I begged
him put his slimy cock in my mouth. "Beg me to fuck your face,"
he said. I begged him to fuck my face, and he did, sliding his
cock in and out of my mouth like it was a cunt. When he came, it
got in my mouth, as well as my lips and cheeks and nose. I spit
some of it out, but it only made a bigger mess. He grunted and
got off me. He left the room. While he was gone, I found myself
humping the vibrators, still in my pussy and ass, desperate to
come. I closed my eyes and tried to think about my husband, but
all I could think about was Daryl's fat dick fucking me. When he
came back he took pictures of me, including several close-ups of
my face. He laid his limp dick across my face and took pictures
of me like that. I opened my mouth for him. I licked the tip of
his cock and a long strand of come came out of it. He wiped the
come off on my face and in my hair. I would like to say I was
grossed out but the truth is I was amazingly turned on. I had
never had anyone do anything like that to me before. The
vibrators were still buzzing in my cunt and ass. He asked me if
I wanted to come and made me beg for it. I told him I would do
anything if he would finish me off. I told him I'd be his whore
and let him fuck my ass only if he would make me come. Then we
heard banging on the door.
It was Harry. Daryl told me to make him go away unless I wanted
him to show my husband what a slut I really was. He made me hold
the vibrators in while I talked to him.
I put the chain on the door and hid behind it, hoping he couldn't
see the come on my face and in my hair in the darkness. I had my
hands between my legs to keep the vibrators in and the truth is I
wanted nothing more than for Harry to go away so I could get back
to getting fucked by Daryl. I begged him to leave and lied to
him about what Daryl was doing to me. He finally left after I
said Daryl was calling the police.
After he left Daryl put his hands on my ass and stroked my pussy.
"Good girl," he said. I turned around and kissed him, opening
my mouth and sucking on his tongue. The vibrator fell out and he
stuck in fingers in me. He took me to the bed and fucked me,
first face to face, then he turned me on my stomach and fucked me
from behind. It didn't hurt like I thought it would, just a
little when he put it in at first. I was bucking against him and
begging him to come inside me, which he did, twice. I came hard
against him, begging him to fuck me harder and begging him to
shoot his spunk inside me, even though I wasn't using birth
control.
When he was done he took more pictures of me doing all sorts of
things for him. He had me write dirty words on my thighs,
stomach, and ass, gave me an old robe and then he took me home.
When I got there Harry was at the door. I was afraid he wouldn't
let me in, and I did the only thing that made sense at the time.
I dropped to my knees and sucked him off right in the doorway.
It was something I had never done for Harry before, and I knew he
would love it. I let him come on my face like Daryl had done,
and looked up at him, licked my lips, and begged him to let me
in.
He did. But when I tried to go clean up, he stopped me. He
jerked the robe off me and looked at everything. He saw Daryl's
come and my come dripping out of my pussy, the "slut" and "cunt"
and "whore" I had written on myself, and the come stuck in my
hair and dried on my face. I watched as his cock got hard again
and then he twisted me around and pushed me down on the couch.
He fucked me doggie style over the arm of our couch. I took it
much easier than I usually do, and frankly enjoyed it more, even
though he was much rougher than he had ever been before. When he
came, he left me there on the couch and went to bed. I finished
myself off after he left, thinking about Daryl's slimy fat cock
spraying semen on my face.
I was sore the next morning but not unhappy. I sort of liked the
slutty, well-fucked feeling I had.
Things changed between Harry and me after that. He fucked me on
the kitchen floor in the morning, and made me play with myself
and talk dirty in front of him. He made me call myself a whore
and said that's how he was going to treat me from then on, and
that from that day forward I was never to say no to him again. I
agreed to everything.
Daryl mailed us a package a few days later. Harry was home when
it was delivered. I came into the living room with packages when
I saw a tape playing on the VCR. It was me. I was begging Daryl
to fuck me, telling him how I liked his fat dick, while his fresh
come still dripped down my face.
Harry spanked me after that, hard, so that I cried out. Then he
fucked my freshly spanked cunt. I came violently, harder even
than I had with Daryl.
It turned out that Daryl was threatening to send the tape and
some pictures he took to Harry's colleagues if I didn't go back
to his house that weekend.
Harry said I had to go, that he didn't want people to know what a
come-sucking slut I was. He even drove me over there. The truth
was I was sort of looking forward to it.
When I got there Daryl made me wear a sluttish outfit he'd picked
out. It was a white oxford tied loosely under my breasts
unbuttoned and a very short tennis-style skirt with no panties.
He made me wear some stiletto heels with white stockings that
came to just below the hem of the skirt. Then he told me he was
having a party and I had to "play along" to finish out the bet.
He told me if I played along I'd leave with my virgin ass intact,
otherwise he'd "tear it up."
He introduced as his new girlfriend to the guys as they started
to arrive. They were all salesmen at his company, mostly young.
Daryl made it clear to them what kind of girl I was by the way he
treated me. He patted my ass and handled my tits in front of
them, and ordered me to get drinks and food for everybody. I
meekly obeyed. They watched a football game, even though their
eyes were mostly on my skirt and tits. Daryl grabbed me and
pulled me onto his lap. He started feeling me up and kissing me.
I was humiliated, but it was strangely erotic to be handled that
way in front of other men. He put one hand on my thigh and
gradually moved it up to my cunt. He separated the shirt and
squeezed one of my breasts with his other hand. I was humiliated
but enormously aroused. It was turning my on so much I started
kissing him back, taking his tongue in my mouth and sucking on
it. I moved my hips so he could get access and he put his hand
on my clit, making me groan out loud. He started rubbing my
pussy and squeezing my breast harder, and I have to admit I
didn't care anymore about the guys looking at us. He pushed one
finger inside me and I started making noises around his tongue.
Suddenly he pushed me off him.
"Guys," he said, "Denise has agreed to give us all a show.
Haven't you, baby-doll?" I nodded dumbly. Daryl turned on some
music and had me dance for everybody. After a while, Daryl said
he thought I needed a drink. He held my arms behind my back
while the guys took turns pouring vodka shots down my throat. I
had to keep wiggling while they did this. I coughed a lot up,
but Daryl said I had to take another every time and I lost track
of how many shots they poured down my throat. The liquor ran
down my throat and chest as well. Pretty soon the room was drunk
and when Daryl let go of my arms I wasn't nearly as embarrassed
anymore. They told me to put on a strip show and to be sexy
while I did it. I didn't have much to take off and pretty soon I
was dancing naked in front of them, except for the stockings.
Daryl told me to start fingering myself and I slipped one hand to
my pussy, stroking my clitoris. Pretty soon I was moaning out
loud and squeezing my own tits in front of them. He made me lie
down on the floor and show them my pussy, while I played with
myself. He pulled out his cock and told me to suck it. I licked
and sucked his cock until he came in front of everybody. When he
was done he asked if there was anything I wanted to do.
"Please, I'll do anything," I said.
I fucked every guy there. The men came in my pussy, in my mouth,
on my face and in my hair. They fucked my tits as well as my
pussy and mouth and I begged them to come on me and in me and I
licked their dicks clean.
I knew Harry would punish me, which he did, but at the time it
was worth it and I enjoyed every minute. Now I'm more Harry's
slave than ever. He uses me however and whenever he wants,
including my ass. I've never been back to Daryl's house, but
Harry says he might have a party of his own for me one day.
I'm looking forward to it.
--Denise
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