Hotwife Chapter 3A The Continuation Of My Hotwife s Weekend
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Following on from my eye-opening night out with Helen.
As I walked down the drive towards the car where Dave was waiting, my first thought was, ‘Thank God no-one was about.’ I wasn’t dressed for a Sunday morning and I could see from the look on his face that he was nervous.
I thought to myself, ‘Right, keep the hard-faced look and show no signs of expression.’ I got into the car and sat down, not saying a word. He looked at me as if he were about to say something but then thought better of it.
Looking forwards, he drove off. It was not until we were nearly home that he half-heartedly asked if I’d had a good night. I nearly relented, but thought, ‘No, I’m going to make you squirm.’ I looked forwards and said nothing.
As we pulled onto the drive, Dave raced around and opened the car door for me before unlocking the door to the house. I stared at him, maintaining the hard face, and informed him that I was going for a shower and walked off to our bedroom.
I gave him the cold shoulder for a few days until I felt sorry for him moping around, things got back to normal, whatever normal was now!
Two weeks later and I was missing the fun, the attention, the sex. Yes, sex with Dave was good … but!
That Friday, I slipped out of work a little early and showered. It wasn’t until I was drying off when the thought of what I wanted popped into my head. I dried and styled my hair and applied make-up, deliberately making it incredibly slutty with dark eyes and heavy red lipstick.
Just as I went to the wardrobe, I heard Dave come in and I shouted that I’d be through in a mo. I picked out the highest heels I had and slipped them on. I had a final look in the mirror before walking from the bedroom through to the lounge where I found Dave sitting, his face was a picture.
Walking over to where he was sitting, I dropped to my knees in front of him. Looking into his eyes I said, “I am yours to do with as you wish for the night; I’ll do anything you ask.”
His face was half panic, half excited and he was lost for words.
“Well, after Helen’s confession about your secret plans for me, I thought I’d better get into practice.”
All he could muster was a, “What, are you serious?”
“Yes, darling. If you are going to farm me out as a slut, then I need some practice. I gather I am still staying at Mark and Helen’s tomorrow night, so until I leave to go there, do anything you wish with me, and I will do anything you ask.”
“What do you mean by ‘anything’,” came a shaky reply.
“I mean it, darling. I will do anything you wish. Push my limits.”
He sat in silence for a few minutes and I swear that I could hear the gears going round in his head. He stood, smiled and looked down at his groin. I knew exactly what he wanted, and I slowly unbuckled his trousers, pulling them and his shorts down in one motion.
Slowly, I kissed up his legs until I reached his balls. Knowing exactly what gets him going, I sucked on each one in turn before running my tongue along his cock until I reached the head. Taking just the head into my mouth I sucked gently, letting it pop in and out of my mouth, while my teeth touched it just enough to have an impact. As usual, it worked, and I could feel his cock swelling between my lips. When he was hard, he pushed me away and without saying a word, he took my hand and lead me to the bedroom.
He told me to lie on the bed with my head over the edge and I did exactly as he asked. As my head fell back over the edge of the bed, he pushed his cock back into my mouth. Slowly he started to push in and out, each time getting a little deeper. I knew exactly what he intended, and I started to play with my tits, teasing my nipples as he got deeper. The first time I felt him touch my throat caught me by surprise and I had to control myself and my breathing quickly. After I had regained control he started again, this time slipping into my throat.
Leaning forward he said, “Helen told me to try this; she said you liked it, a lot,” as he reached out and gently slapped my pussy. OMG, I was on fire, with each slap sounding so wet. He timed every slap with his thrust into my throat.
With one hand I continued to pinch my nipples, and with the other I reached back to grab his balls and dig my nails into them, pulling his cock into my wanton mouth. I could feel my orgasm building quickly and I knew he wouldn’t last much longer as the thrusting got faster and the slaps got harder. Digging my nails just a bit harder pushed him over the edge as I felt the first of several streams of cum shoot into my mouth. He pulled out letting the last load shoot over my face and hair. ‘Damn you,’ I thought, ‘I haven’t cum yet.’
I started to get up after he had cum over my face but I he stopped me saying, “Stay there and don’t move.” As he walked over to his bedside cabinet, he added, “I’ve been talking to Helen a lot these last few days. She said you would come around, so I’ve bought the toys she suggested.”
It was then that I realized Just how much Helen and Dave had been chatting. “You knew I’d be staying out that night didn’t you; you planned it,” I said
“Well, we hoped you’d go for it.”
“We?” I replied.
“Yes, Helen said in her text that she hoped you’d return her kiss.”
“What?” I exclaimed.
He stood by my head. “Are you telling me you didn’t enjoy it then, because from the text Helen sent, it rocked your world?”
Moving forwards, he held my head between his thighs, leaning forwards. It was then I felt cold metal around a nipple, followed by a sharp pinch that made me wince. Then another on my other nipple. As I looked down, I saw he had clamped both my nipples and they had a chain between them. My nipples started to burn, but in some weird way, I loved the feeling. Moving back, he placed a bag next to me saying, “Put this on and we will have dinner.” He walked out leaving me lying there and when he reached the door he turned and added, “and put your hair into pigtails.”
I sat up, looked down and touched my nipples. Oh my, never have they been so sensitive, or that big. Looking at the bag, I tipped out what looked like a load of leather belts. Holding it up, I soon worked out that it was a body harness, complete with cuffs for my wrist and, I guessed, ankles.
Putting it on was interesting with so many straps to adjust, but I finally got there. Looking in the mirror, I loved the way the straps wrapped over my body. There were several rings attached to it, which I guess were for clipping things on to me. Certainly, the slut look, but not quite. Slipping off my heels and ankle cuffs, I went to my lingerie draw and found a pair of fishnets. I slipped them on, followed by the shoes and cuffs. Now I felt the slut. Quickly I platted my hair into a pair of pigtails as requested.
Walking through to the kitchen, I had no idea what to expect, but there he was, naked apart from an apron, cooking dinner. As he heard the clicking of my heels on the tiles he turned, and his eyes lit up like a child in a toy shop. He walked over to me and kissed me gently and told me, “This is how you will be dressed until Helen comes tomorrow, unless I say otherwise. With that, he pulled out a stool for me but when I went to sit down, he stopped me dead. “No, bend over it, don’t sit.”
I just did as he said and as soon as I did, I felt the first spank. Five more followed; three to each cheek. Immediately I felt them burning. He then knelt behind me, pushing my legs apart before running his hands slowly up my legs until they reached my cheeks.
Using his hands to hold them wide open he slowly ran his tongue from my pussy to my arse, and as he reached my bottom, he forced his tongue straight into it. My God, I love having that done. He kept doing that over and over again and I could feel my orgasm building again. Suddenly he stopped and I felt a cold sensation and immediately knew that it was my butt plug being eased into me. As soon as it was in, he stood, telling me to sit. ‘You pig,’ I thought, ‘you didn’t let me cum again.’
Sitting down, Dave placed a beautiful plate of salmon with veg. Eating with my cheeks burning and topped with the cold sensation of the plug was quite amazing. The whole time I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter in anticipation.
After we had finished, Dave asked me to load everything into the dishwasher, but not to leave the kitchen. He came back to get me a few minutes later. Taking my hand once more, he led me through to the lounge. In the middle of the floor was a sort of padded bench but in two sections and I was soon to find out what it was for. “Kneel and lie face down over it,” he commanded.
I did as he asked, the gap between the two parts perfectly spaced for my tits to hang through. Kneeling down, he clipped my wrists to the front legs and from the sofa he took a long metal bar with straps. This was fixed between my knees, holding them wide open. He then strapped the bar to the bench. I couldn’t move at all.
Standing once more, Dave picked up a paddle from the sofa. Looking at me he said, “Are you sure?”
I couldn’t see him behind me as I replied, “Yes darling, use me anyway you wish. I promise I will say if it gets too much.”
The second I finished speaking I felt the first spank. Much harder than any I’d had before. I let out a scream, but as much in pleasure as in pain. He spanked both cheeks and the butt plug before reaching under the bench and pulling hard on the chain attached to my nipples. He repeated the spank and pull another five times; the sensations were incredible. Both my cheeks and nipples were burning.
Just as he finished the last pull on my nipple chain, I heard his phone ping. Picking it up, he smiled before putting it down again. He then grabbed both pigtails and told me to open wide.
This time I had no control; all I could do was open my mouth. I felt him slip his cock into my mouth. Holding the pigtails, he then slowly started to fuck my mouth. I could feel his cock growing harder with each thrust, each time going a little further into my wanton mouth. I loved the feeling of helplessness; my pussy was getting wetter by the second.
I readied myself for him to push fully. As he eased himself into my throat again, I tried to control my breathing. As soon as I gagged, he pulled out and let me regain my composure. This went on for quite a while and each time he was able to hold himself there a little longer. All I could think about was when would he fuck me. As his thrusts sped up I could feel the familiar swelling that he was going to cum, suddenly he pulled my hair hard forcing his cock as far as he could, then spurt after spurt of cum shot straight into my throat.
He gently pulled back from my mouth, letting me take a deep gasp of breath, my eyes were watering from his onslaught. He then lay on his back under the bench, I felt a sudden relief as he removed the chain from my nipples. The pain replaced by his warm mouth as he gently sucked and kissed them in turn. I next felt his lips on my pussy and ‘finally,’ I thought. But all he did was kiss each lip gentle then stood up and walked out of the room.
He came back about thirty minutes later, and I felt him kneel behind me as he kissed each cheek. The straps were released from my hands and knees before he helped me up. Looking into my eyes he kissed me and said, “Sorry darling, but no more fun for you. Helen made me promise that I would not allow you to cum until she picked you up in the morning.”
The bitch I thought. Dave went on to say that Helen had said on the phone that he was to have me ready and dressed as requested at midday and that I was not allowed to cum as she wanted me gagging for it.
He took me upstairs and helped me remove my outfit before we both showered. Three times I tried to get him to fuck me, but he turned me down every time. I was so mad. After the shower, we put on our night clothes and watched a film together, cuddled on the sofa. When we went to bed, he made me promise I wouldn’t have a play after he fell asleep, or he would tie my hands behind my back. I very reluctantly agreed but ended up having a really good night’s sleep. Neither of us woke until nine.
We had a light breakfast before Dave told me it was time to shower and to make sure I was perfectly smooth everywhere and my outfit would be ready for me when I’d finished. When I came out of the shower, I again did my hair and makeup. Walking back into the bedroom, all I could see was a pair of peep-toe slingback stilettos.
Just then, Dave walked in and saw the puzzled look on my face. He laughed saying, “That was all that Helen said you were to be wearing, heels and a coat. “Oh, I hope you like the heels.” I hadn’t paid too much attention to them, but that comment made me look. I quickly spotted the red soles. Picking them up, I was so excited as I’d always wanted a pair of Louboutins. They were beautiful. I slipped them on and, oh my, they fitted like gloves. I kissed Dave.
Just then the doorbell rang. Dave went to the wardrobe taking out my coat. I felt very self-conscious in just the coat. He let Helen in and wow, she was wearing skin-tight leather leggings, knee-high boots and a leather jacket and I felt my pussy tingle. She turned to me and just said, “Open the coat.”
I did as she asked, revealing my naked body. “Mmmmmmm,” was all she said. Before turning and saying, “Let’s go, we have a lot to do.” I followed her as Dave shut the door behind me telling me to enjoy myself!
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