It should not have happened, normally there was no way that it would happen, but I only have to blame myself and what it could do to my life. It was my 25th birthday and for a reason that this one really hit me. I was fortunately married, my husband was great with me and we both had very good jobs. I guess everything was so good that I didn’t know what it would be like not having the things that got me back as I asked them. For a few weeks after my birthday, I was in a slum and I couldn’t get out of it. Even my husband Wayne noticed that I wasn’t myself and he asked if it was something he did to me. I felt bad for him because he had nothing to do with my feelings. I don’t know if it was hormones or anything, but I wasn’t happy with my life, but I knew everything in my life was as good as possible. Nothing in my life could prepare me for the wild journey I was going to take just because I thought I had problems that were really not there.
I really got into a hole when I was just doing everything. I had a good girlfriend and I finally told her what I felt about everything. Of course I could talk to a girlfriend about my most internal thoughts, but not my husband, as stupid as when he cared for me as much as he did. It didn’t take long before my girlfriend turned to sex. I thought I was happy but my girlfriend wondered if it wasn’t what was behind all my emotions and my problems, because there was no other reason for that. We started talking about our guys. She was married and already had a two-year-old girl. She told me she was a little depression, but her husband healed her in one night. I asked my girlfriend how he did it, but at first she didn’t want to talk about it. We finally broke this discussion session and I came back wondering if sex was really my problem. Suddenly, I wasn’t sure at all. The sex was okay with my husband, but he was softened for the five years we were married. The conversation with my best friend made me think if it was really the problem.
I kept thinking about how my girlfriend told me that her husband got her out of her depression or emotional depression, which you wanted to call. I was wondering how he did it for her. The next day, I called my girlfriend and told her we had to talk more about it. It took me more than an hour to get her out of her, I guess she was embarrassed by her husband’s solution. I listened that my best friend told me that one night she was really in the dumps and that her husband had enough. He put his swings of wild mood for about six months and just like mine they went out of nowhere. I listened like my girlfriend told me how her husband shot her in the room, stripped her naked while she was yelling at him, then she started to put her naked ass with her hands until she cried so loud that she didn’t see her eyes. At first it seemed terrible and I understood why she didn’t want to tell me. But she kept telling me how her husband did it until she fought completely and put it on the most sexual clothes she had in her closet. The things she hasn’t worn for years. The outfit has just been his favorite and of course it’s the first to be declared too short by my girlfriend.
When her husband shot her at the front door, my girlfriend again put a type of fight or resistance and her husband shot her on the couch and told her that she could leave him or she could use it to get her ass whipped when she acted like a spoiled little bastard. As I listened, my girlfriend turned into red while she told me it changed their lives for the best. They both had a great time out there and her husband bought her so many things to make her feel better that did exactly that. As weird as my girlfriend told me it sounded, she gets a stern at least twice a month and after all she feels so much better and her husband ruins her to death and spends a lot more time with her. It was a weird story and I didn’t think it was my solution. We discussed for another 30 minutes and finally managed to manage. My girlfriend made me promise not to talk about what she told me and she kept me close and told me no matter how extreme it looked, if I really wanted to enjoy things again, I should at least try, just once. When I left, I heard my girlfriend screaming, “REMEMBER, TRY IT JUST ONCE AND SEE IF IT HELPS”.
I left knowing I would never. Nobody’s been whipping me since I was 10. It wasn’t my thing and I knew it wasn’t my husbands. For a week, things got worse. Actually, I was going to register to go see a shrink or a doctor to see what made me feel out of the way. Before I made an appointment, I started thinking about what my girlfriend said. The more I thought about it, suddenly, the more I wanted to try. How do you approach your husband with something like that? That was all I could think for the next few days. One night before I went to bed, I ran to Wayne and tried to start a serious conversation with him. I could say he was tired, but he at least listened to me as I said. I don’t know how I did it, but I went out and told him why I was so downstairs, because I had everything I wanted and I always had my way. I always heard Wayne laughing like he said something like “SO what’s new in that.” The conversation wasn’t going as I hoped.
I talked about everything I meant. Wayne finally said he had to sleep to not be a zombie at work tomorrow. It was now or never, and I had to remove it from my chest. With him, sitting quietly next to me, I told my husband that it could help if he started to punish me a bit when I was too bossy or asked too much. Wayne didn’t even open an eye. I asked him if he heard me and he hit his head. He was just ready to go to bed and didn’t think what I said really meant something. I shook him and waited for him to open his eyes. With him looking straight into my face, I told him I wanted him to try to do me once or twice when he wanted it. In that case, my husband knew I was serious. He got up and asked what it was about. I wasn’t going to break my word to my girlfriend, I just told Wayne that it’s something I’ve always wanted him to do at least once for me and now I’m telling him my deepest feelings hoping he’s doing something about it. I saw my husband’s surprised look.
Wayne jumped and started shooting me quickly through his knees. He thought I wanted it now and it was a preliminary sex thing. He barely broke my bottom and it didn’t do anything for me. He hit me so slow that I could barely feel it. I realized that he didn’t understand what I asked him. I let him stop playing and he shot me and asked me how it was. I started crying my emotions. He understood that it was not what I was talking about. He really had to calm me down with tears in my eyes and feel as embarrassed as I could be, I told my husband that I wanted him to surprise me one day or one night. Once I told him no or said I didn’t want to do anything, or when he thought I would deserve it, I wanted him to slaughter my naked as hard as he could until I cried for three or four minutes and only after I begged him to stop if he quit. After learning the words, I was still crying because I got all these things told my husband. I felt so weak that I had to reveal what I wanted him to do the way I did it. I knew my girlfriend never asked for her, she got her. For me, I had to beg my husband to do it and explain exactly what I wanted him to do.
Wayne woke me up and asked me if I was really serious and why I would like him to do such a thing. I told him I really felt blue and I was going to look for professional help if something didn’t change soon. I looked at Wayne and begged him to do this for me without asking too many questions. I told him there was a chance that it could be exactly what I needed to bring my life back to normal. I knew Wayne thought it was weird, but he hit his head and told me to tell him when. I yelled at him, you have to decide and you have to choose the time and place. I can’t think it’s just playing, you really have to say it. You have to stop me and you have to do it, whatever I say to try to stop you. I looked at Wayne and told him I gave him all my permission to do it every time he wanted and he didn’t stop anything I said. He was still shocked, but I was gonna try this last thing, no matter how unusual it sounded. I went so far with that, now I wanted it to happen. I kept telling myself that I didn’t want to have it on my file, I had to go talk to a shrink. I couldn’t sleep after our conversation. I was really embarrassed and I didn’t know if my husband would or not. I had to get out of my depression and I was ready to try everything. I trusted my girlfriend and if it worked for her, who knows. That’s how I was desperate to find my life on the track as if it were. It was the first time in my life that I had a real case of blues and I was taking it too seriously.
Two nights later. I didn’t know my husband talked to his friend next to the same way I spoke to my girlfriend I worked with. Our neighbor Simon listened to my husband telling him that my request was exhausted and that he was as surprised as my husband. I didn’t look like that. They talked about me for an hour and it was my neighbor who found a plan for my first spanking. He told my husband to go buy a little bikini for me, something with a lot of string and not a lot of material. Take him back and bring him to the pool. My husband thought about it, but said I’d probably do it because no one else was there to see me. It’s when our friendly neighbor said he should be at the pool first and maybe he and Wayne could be swimming when Wayne would come out of the pool, come find me and show me the new bikini and make me swim.
Wayne laughed and said there was no way I could do that. That’s where Simon spoke and said EXACTLY! Wayne only thought about that for a few seconds, then he held his hand and the two guys slapped his hand. There were so many things my husband could flourish for the moment that he left our neighbor, his best friend, inventing this crazy project. Our neighbor was single and was pretty far away because he owned his own company that cleaned and repaired business planes that held up to about 10 or 15 people. He made so much money that he went to work only when he wanted. He made thru girlfriends like they were a dozen, most of them very cute and much younger then he was. He didn’t hurt that he was very cute and blown up to the max. He spent a lot of time sinking and working at the gym. Of course he was almost 40 years old and just started slowing down. He was about 15, so I was and about 12 years later my husband. They were closest friends and we would be at least once or twice a week.
I was hoping that one day my husband would get up and do what I asked him, but I didn’t expect it to be with the company at home. It was the next day, I came back from work and Wayne and our neighbor were in the pool. I said hello to both, then I went to the kitchen and started taking things for dinner. Wayne came in a towel and he told me he wanted me to come to the pool for about an hour. I wasn’t in the mood for that, not after working all day and now having to cook. I worked only three days a week, but when I arrived at home, I am often very tired because I have so integrated every day. I didn’t think twice to say “Your man, you and SIMon will have your money.”
I didn’t even see Wayne running where I was standing. He pulled my arm and started firing me to the room. I was almost as shocked as ever. So it hit me. I told her no. I wasn’t sure I was ready for that. He made me enter the room and opened a drawer and pulled out the biggest bikini I’ve ever seen. He looked at me and told me to put this and go out swimming with him and Simon. I was completely speechless then finally said I’d come to swim, but there was no way that I was wearing this suit in front of his friend. It happened as I asked my husband to do it. He grabbed me roughly and treated me like he was really upset. I didn’t do a big fight because I knew why he was doing this. He made me undress in 45 seconds. He shot me on his naked knee and I begged him to shut the door of the room. His friend Simon heard everything in the pool if he hadn’t. I was a little upset when Wayne didn’t act on what I said and the bedroom door stayed open with me totally naked on our bed.
It was like Wayne was another guy I was dating, but I didn’t know. He told me tonight wasn’t about me, it was about him and his best friend. I was bent on my husband’s knee, then this first slap landed squarely in the middle of my ass and I instantly knew I didn’t want anything else. I started kicking and saying “OK thats ENOUGH, NO MORE”. I was only slapped once, but very hard. Wayne held my hands together behind my back and even when I tried to release me, he started whipping my ass. He was gonna do everything I asked him, no matter how much I begged him to stop. After the beginning or the fifth hard slap my ass was bright red and I was crying pretty well because Wayne didn’t listen to a word I said. It had to be just over a minute or so I started yelling so loud even our neighbor heard me when he showed up in the pool. I had never felt anything like the fact that my own husband gave me at my request. I kept wondering how my girlfriend could say that helped her marriage and depression. I was making so much noise that Simon had to hear me, which made me cry even louder for my husband to stop.
I think I had my ass for four minutes. I don’t know how many times my husband’s hand fell from my ass cheeks. I could hardly talk when I said what I’m sure most girls would say, “PLEASE didn’t tell me, I’ll do what you want.” My ass was bright red turning a soft blue while Wayne stopped my crying. I saw him pulling the little suit on my legs and I noticed that it was a tiny string bikini background. I was crying, but I managed to get a “Don’t scare me” from my mouth. The second my husband raised him around my waist, he turned me back to the knee and the next four shots on my blue cheeks felt like he put needles in his hands and pushed them in my back. It took me four slaps to shout “I’ll get it, I’ll get it for you.” He blew me and I knew he never treated me like that in my whole life. He lifted me up and adjusted my tiny lows and then he put on my little top that had two small pieces of material to cover my breasts and that was about it. I was crying when he caught me in the hand and pulled me out of the room. I didn’t notice it, but he was smiling. He never thought he was gonna treat me like that and he knew it was something very different for him. He didn’t have to worry about what I said because I gave him permission to ignore him. It was perfect for him and I was paying the price to say what I did.
I tried hardest to stop my tears before I got to the back porch. When we walked, I saw Simon watching my little rope bikini. He had a very big and happy smile when my husband made me enter the shallow end of the pool. I still have tears that make me sink my face. When the water hit my bright blue ass, I left a scream and jumped a few to try to get the sting to leave. My hand was pulled forward and the next step sent my ass completely under the water. It hurts for about five seconds, then suddenly it was like a cool lotion was applied to my ass very bad. I felt really good with the water now all around my ass. Guys talked like I was standing in the water with them. About five minutes later, my husband asked his friend if he wanted a beer. He brought me back to the ladder and told me to take three beers out of the kitchen. I gave him that look of chicken that told him I didn’t want to do it. He just gave me a look and asked me if I wanted to go back to the room. I got out of the pool on my own power and Wayne and Simon looked at my shiny red butt as he jumped into the fresh air when I went to get their beer. I thought about running in the room and locking the door, but it was my fault if it happened first. I tried to get back to the fridge and I pulled out three cold beers. I also adjusted my little suit to hide as much of my body as it would, but it already covered as much as it could.
I brought the three beers back to the pool and for 30 minutes we drank our beer while I listened to the two guys talking about sport. Finally Wayne said we were going to our room for a little fun and I was driven out of the pool and told our neighbor good night. I felt so embarrassed in the little outfit and being driven as if I were by my husband. We went to the room and started crying and asked my husband how he could have made me do this in front of his best friend. I felt my body lifted up and instantly knew I should have kept my mouth shut. I felt the tiny lows pulled out of my body and then when I threw my feet my husband loosened with three or four hard bags to my ass. They’ve gotten so far. I started crying again and after five strokes my husband hit me on the bed and pushed his lips to mine. At first, I did not move a muscle, but once his tongue was pushed into mine and I felt it guiding my feet high in the air around his back, my whole body stretched knowing that he was going to fuck me in a way that he had never had before. I could say that Wayne was very worked as I hadn’t seen since we started date six years ago when we were both still at the university.
I could feel the precipitation of the juices as they flooded from my body and coated the sides of my legs with my warm slippery fluids. I was still kissed when my husband was working on my bikini top to take it off. I raised a few seconds later my little summit was thrown down. He pulled my legs higher and moved on to me so that my thighs now rest on his shoulders. I’ve never been pushed back by him. He pushed into me and started kissing me hard and heavy as he kissed me and felt in my breasts with his hands. He was so turned that he stopped nothing that he was doing. I knew I wouldn’t have arrested him if I could. I really started kissing him and I felt a soft slap on my ass while I heard the words “MOVE ASS” coming from Wayne’s lips. It was a new sex I had never been associated with. Astonishingly, I wanted it to continue and my ass started moving as much as I could make it move in the position I found myself.
My husband fucked me for about two minutes then pulled out and sprayed his sperm on my stomach. He then moved, but he kept my legs on my head. He started licking my pussy and in a minute I was shaking around and I came so hard that it took my breath. We didn’t talk for three minutes, my husband shot me and we took a good hot shower together. He went out and put me flat on the bed and slowly rubbed the lotion on my body. He focused a lot on my very red ass and it still hurts, but I had other things I thought about now. He helped me in a little party and he took me to the living room and made me sit on the couch. He told me not to move a muscle and I smiled like I said “YES SIR”. I saw my husband start cooking us something to eat. He brought me a good drink and made us a great dinner. It was during dinner that we really started talking about everything that happened that night.
I smiled and told him I couldn’t believe he was wearing this little suit in front of our neighbor. He looked at me and asked me if it was worth it. I had to think about it for a second. I kissed him and told him that I will remember this night for many years to come. He then said something that really made me think. He asked me a question: “Do you still want something like this? I gave it about ten seconds of thought, then I broke my head yes and I said something like “HOW ONCE A WEEK ONLY”. We made our little deal and that was it. After eating and watching TV, my husband brought me to bed and stripped me naked before jumping to bed next to me. We did as if we hadn’t done for years. Just before we were ready to sleep, he asked how my depression was now. My eyes turned on and I asked him back. I couldn’t sleep thinking about everything and how wonderful everything was. I lived with another man tonight and I knew it. I also knew that my best friend was right about how something wild and different like that could change your perspectives. I felt good and I couldn’t wait to talk to him tomorrow at work. Once I slept, I dreamed of the episode and when I woke up, I was wet between my legs. I had not had an erotic dream for many years.
For five days, it was fantastic to go home every night. We cooked dinner together and talked about things going on at work and things like that. I wanted to go home, even if nothing really changed. It was a Saturday and Wayne was buying things to fix the garden with, at least that’s what he told me. I had no way of knowing him and Simon was plotting my next episode and what would make me get the most fight. Wayne really knew it was to make me do something I didn’t want to do. The rope bikini was great for the first night, but it wouldn’t work anymore. Every week, he’d need something different so I could really fight and Wayne could knock me down until I gave it. He never had so much fun with me last night when I ended up doing everything he wanted me to do. I would never have guessed, but all we did to Wayne to his best friend. Until now, it was Simon who told my husband all the wild sex stories with the different girls who were dating him because he had so much money. My husband finally got something to brag and he didn’t leave any details while the two guys talked about how much I looked in the tiny rope bikini a few nights back. All week had been exciting for Wayne and now they were both trying to understand their next move with me. I wouldn’t find him for a few long days that every time I had the spanking, our boyfriend would be right next to the corner waiting for my husband to get me out of the room. Simon had spoken to my husband and convinced him that it would be something I would hate and because of that I would put a bigger fight then if it were only us both by ourselves. Simon and Wayne were the best friends for over three years. I loved Simon, but he was much older. I also knew he was a lady man and he didn’t care. I didn’t hold this against him, it was the fact that he was my husband’s best friend, not mine. Most of my relatives were work and I saw them the three days a week I usually worked.
That day, the boys went to the mall and none of them could find out what to buy for me. The bikini I wore was the smallest they found. On Simons’ suggestion, they went directly to one of the fancy ladies’ shops, where he had a lot of outfit for some of his sexy wild girlfriends. The store was filled with chic Lacey clothes and any kind of sexy short outfits. Once they started looking around, it was my husband this time that spotted a little lace pink outfit and he asked Simon what he thought would look like my cute 25-year-old body. Like most other things in the store, it was too tiny and too revealing. Simon went to pick up a salesman and told him that the guys wanted all that outfit that was in the window near the door. The lady brought a small pink plush, a pair of thin pink panties with a bright red bow on it, then she asked my husband if he needed bass or shoes to go with it. My husband didn’t know anything about what he was buying, it’s Simon who said SURE and the seller brought them out a sexy pink hose and a couple of different red heels to compensate for the outfit. Wayne chose a pretty pair of small red heels that I would probably have liked. That’s when his friend pointed on the spicy red heels and smiled like he said I would hate to wear them for a few hours. Simon told my husband how he bought big shoes for his girlfriends and they always complained but ended up wearing them for him so they wouldn’t hurt his feelings. First, my husband didn’t take the top, then his eyes turned on and he said she’d make sure these people get mad, we’ll take them!
The outfit cost about $95.00, but my husband doesn’t care. While they left the mall, the two guys talked about how it would be tonight. At 8:00, Wayne’s friend would come and sit on the couch to start talking. At 8:15, my husband caught me and brought me back to the bedroom. He’d show my clothes that I was going to wear to cook him and our neighbor a lot of popcorn to watch the 21:00 football game on TV. They both knew that I would shout a bloody murder and push things in a direction that I didn’t really want them to leave. I wanted my husband to be firm, but I never gave him limits because I had never done anything like that before. Tonight would be a real eye-opener for everyone involved. Until now, Simon had always thought that I was one of those on earth girls, fortunately married and looking for no wild excitement. After listening to what my husband told him, he now knew that it was not true at all. One of my husband came back from the mall, I started cooking around 5:30 and I cleaned everything and returned home at 6:30. I was in the room when the bell rang and I heard Simon’s strong voice at the door. I heard the two guys laugh very hard and it sent me to the living room where the two guys were in front of the TV watching some kind of sports show. I went back to what I was doing and I didn’t think tonight would be one of those special nights that I told my husband that he could have.
Like 8:15 exactly my husband came back, but didn’t shut the door of the room. I wasn’t worried until he reached the bed and released a few packages. My heart rate tripled and I had no doubt that something was going to happen tonight. My eyes grew tall and wide like when I saw the little bikini a week ago. This time on the bed was a tiny sexy pig with a bunch of extras including a pair of red heels that had to be about four inches high in the back. I had never worn a heel on a half-inch. After Wayne pulled it off, he pushed me to bed and started undoing my tops and pants. I looked at him and remembered his friend in the living room. I looked at him and asked him as nicely as I could, what I do with the cow. Wayne didn’t say a word when he pulled me out of my shirt and lifted my legs out of my pants. I started shaking and I tried to say things nicely without getting in trouble like I knew my husband wanted me to do it. I asked again what Wayne was waiting for me to do with this outfit on the bed. In the next few seconds, my worst fears came to reality. I heard Wayne tell me he wanted me to popcorn for him and his buddy so they could watch the football game with snacks. He told me it was my new POPCORN MAKING OUTFIT for every game until the end of the football season.
I felt Wayne pulling my panties on my legs and a few seconds later, I panicked. I begged him not to do this, not with our neighbor at home. I tried to get her to get my little bikini and I’d wear it for them, but not that little excuse for a sex doll. I saw him lift the baby doll costume and just as he knew it would happen that I threw a hit. I couldn’t let it happen, it was too far. I pushed back the outfit and asked Wayne to think about something else he wanted me to do. I then fought with him hard enough because he put me in a position to make a spanking of my naked ass. I wasn’t doing him an easy time and he knew it. Once I had my hands behind my back, I couldn’t fight it anymore. Then I jerked into the surprise when his hand landed on my bare ass cheeks and pop sounded like an open bottle of Champaign. The first couple slaps my husband’s hands was more a shock, then everything else. I looked and saw the door of the room still open and asked my husband to stop and shut up. That’s when my husband really started blisting my ass, it hurt me as long as I kept yelling at Wayne and telling him I wouldn’t. Wayne continued to spank and watch how red she was after a few minutes of racing. I started crying and it became an exact rehearsal of what happened last time. There’s a point where I couldn’t talk and I shouted louder than he dug me as hard as he could have his hand to land on my ass. I would never understand the power he gave to Wayne and how he did not look at me in the same way that he now uses it in our relationship.
I didn’t even think of Simon in the living room now, but he was laughing and amazing that this game was my own fantastic idea. He knew one of his wild girlfriends would kill him if he tried something like that on them. It certainly wasn’t for everyone, it was safe. Later, once I had a WAYNE PLEASE STOP to get out of my mouth, but hard spanking continued to come. I lasted even longer and lasted about two or three minutes. I didn’t want to wear this outfit in front of someone like our crazy neighbor. I continued to think about how old he was then we and how many girls he brought home over the years we knew him. With everything that was finally that point where everything I wanted was so I could stop. I knew I could do that, but there was only one way. I shouted again “Top WAYNE I’ll do it.” I got three more shots and I said the same thing. My husband told me that if I didn’t keep my word, I wouldn’t sit for a month. I could look in his eyes and knew he was ready to act if I had not given him completely. He wasn’t smiling.
I was arrested and my bra was not slapped, and then the little pink outfit was pulled on my head. My husband pushed me back on the bed and it took him four minutes to find out how to pull the sexy high thigh look up my legs. He was looking somewhere to connect them but they were made to stay without any help. He then started slipping the shiny red shoes with the 4-inch heels on my feet. He must have guessed my size and he was close enough. They were a little loose, but he tightened them around my ankle to keep them on my feet. He shot me and my tears were on my face. The outfit fits me well and Wayne finally lifted my feet one at a time and slipped the pink panties very thin and lactated on my long legs. It was the perfect outfit for our birthday or maybe the Valentine’s Day, but not to make popcorn for our neighbor and my husband. I was told to go back to my husband and I didn’t move until his hand hit my ass. He threatened to whip me another ten minutes if I gave him trouble tonight. It would’ve put blisters on my back and I hurt too much. I slowly turned around and for the first time Wayne cracked a smile and told me that I was the cuteest popcorn marrying in the country. He reminded me that he bought this outfit so that whenever he looked at a football match with his friend, I’d be dressed to make them popcorn. I started telling him that I would dress in this way for him, but please not for his best friend that I knew would like to show me as much of my body as this outfit would show. Entirely my ass paid the price as my husband told me it wasn’t my choice, but his, as we had agreed before it all started.
He took my hand and for the first time I had to take a step in the high heels. It was like walking on heels. I was scared to fall. It made me walk very funny at first. He pushed my ass out and my husband liked the fact that I was a couple of inches taller then he now. When I was brought to the door of our room, I died of fear while our neighbor of the door came to see and his eyes were now as great as mine. Simon looked at me and I knew he was becoming very attentive. I started flying and my ass had a hard slap like my husband told me to close tears and get back into the kitchen and make them popcorn. I was taken to the kitchen and my husband gave me ten minutes to get the popcorn out of the guys. I was still crying when I got here and started looking for the things I need to cook. I couldn’t even look at the little pink outfit I had now. I knew my whole body was on display for my closest friend. I didn’t think I could face Simon again as long as I lived.
It took only 8 minutes to drop the corn in our hot air popcorn. I was looting it, but I managed to wipe most tears out of my eyes. I was hoping to give them the popcorn then run into my room and get out of the outfit. I poured the popcorn in two bowls, then I slowly brought them into the living room. I feel the two guys are really looking at me. The football game was about to start and no guys said a word, they just watched. When I gave them the bowls, my husband took my hand and decided I had to walk in front of Simon and show him how well the outfit looked at me. Simon smiled and he told me that I looked better than the girls he had brought back from work. It didn’t really make me feel better, but I kept Simon’s eyes and spyed him every time my husband wanted me to. I finally got down on my husband’s knees. In the big shoes I had on there was no way to keep my balance and there was no problem pulling me in the position he wanted who was sitting next to his turn facing Simon who was in the chair next to us. I whispered gently in my husband’s ears, I was ready to go back to our room and change clothes. I was told I was going to watch the football game with them as usual. I liked football and watched most games with my husband. Tonight, I just wanted to go change clothes terribly revealing.
I watched the first quarter so I had to look at the second quarter. I had to get up and walk in the kitchen once so everyone could get some beers or whatever they wanted. Wayne and Simon always talked about the game. They also told me how much I watched in my new football outfit. I didn’t say anything. I caught our oldest neighbor watching me all the time. It’s when the half-time has come that my real problems will really come to me. My husband shot me and refused the volume on TV. I didn’t know, but even his best friend knew what Wayne was gonna do. It was supposed to be half-time, but one day, my husband made other plans for me. I created a monster and I couldn’t control it anymore. My husband pressed a button on the cd player attached to his great stereo and suddenly the soft romantic music started playing the whole house. He had speakers in the ceiling about every room. He shot me in his arms and pushed my arms around his neck. I felt the little doll gets up and my panties cover me up. I started getting mad a little bit and the second I said something huge slap filled the air and my ass kicked hard. My husband turned my head to his own and asked me if I wanted a five-minute spanking right in front of our guest. That was the last thing I wanted to do. I hit my head not and for a full song, I was danced around the room with Wayne’s best friend who only has a husband’s view should have the right to see.
It was after the song that I climbed on the couch and I fainted when my husband asked our neighbor if he wanted a dance. Another slow song started and I saw how much Simon jumped and tried to catch me for a dance. I knew they had a line I didn’t want to allow. I felt my body solidly dried to my husband and without being able to really fight him, he made me go down on his knees and my little baby doll pulled out over my butt. I let a big plea come from my mouth while I begged my husband to make it all stop here and now. Then I felt the first slap and my feet kicking furiously when my husband began to bloom in front of his friend. I felt really embarrassed like never before. I don’t know how long my butt was whipped, but when I begged her to finally stop her. I was crying again and I knew I had no control of the situation. My husband would crumble me to any sign that I wasn’t doing what he wanted. I remembered telling him in my own words to do exactly that if I wasn’t acting. He took all the words I told him as a law. That’s what I asked, that was exactly what I had. I looked at our neighbor who wept my eyes and laughed and behind my back, he put my husbands on the tense hand I just saw. I knew they were together and there was probably not one thing I could do to break them.
They gave me a towel and they told me to clean my face. The music played again and as soon as my tears were erased, my husband guided me to the arms of his friends and for two long dances my almost naked body was pressed into his. I couldn’t even open my eyes. I was finally handed over to my husband and I was told to thank our neighbor for a great dance and a beautiful night. Then I couldn’t open my mouth when I heard my husband tell me to invite Simon again for the Monday night football game. I knew it would be more the same and I couldn’t say that. It wasn’t until my husband asked our neighbor if he wanted to help me blossom until I acted the way I made the cute little popcorn make a wife. I dropped my head off with those words, then I turned around and quickly invited the guy I was hoping to never see Monday night for more football. He asked me if I was still wearing my new popcorn outfit and I hit my head, so he’d finally go home. I heard Simon finally accepting my forced invitation so I felt so relieved when I saw him shake my hands with husbands and leave our entrance door.
I started to tear myself and the second my husband saw that he shot me in the room and pushed me back on the bed. He wasn’t sweet, he wasn’t even what I would call nice. Why he made me work, I’ll never know. He just pushed my little panties on the side and fucked me very hard for at least 20 or 30 minutes. He kissed me and felt like I was a ten cents whore. I melted in his hands and he could feel it. After he came all over my stomach, he turned around and pushed his wet cock into my mouth and then he guided his tongue just to my very wet pussy. He had not pushed me into 69th position since our marriage. I couldn’t control myself, and neither could I. I came twice in his tongue and he flooded my mouth after about 8 minutes of soft wet suce. He turned around and told me how much he loved me. I saw the exact opposite personality of the guy who had just been with me last night. My little husband was back!
My husband undressed me, took me to take a hot soap bath with him, then we went to bed and we slowly spoke to each other for more than an hour. We talked about everything, including my fear of our neighbor from the door next to seeing so much of me. My husband told me he was great and he promised not to say anything. Wayne told me he trusted Simon as much as he trusted a brother. I tried to tell Wayne that his best friend was some sort of engagement, but there was no thru for him. They were friends and sharing too many secrets for too many years. I have always been afraid of my intelligence that our neighbor who was 13 years older then me and could have his choice of girls because of his appearance and the money now saw more of me then he had to be allowed. I had another night with my husband. He couldn’t do enough for me and I had tons of things to think about during the weekend. My husband stayed by my side and we went out and we did so many fun things together. I called my girlfriend on Sunday night and told her that my life couldn’t be better. She already knew I was doing exactly what she told me. Only I didn’t know my husband was pushing me well beyond everything that her husband had done to her. They kept everything in the family, actually I was the only other person to know what was going on. All I care about was how I didn’t feel so alive. I can’t wait to be on my husband’s side as soon as I get home.
Monday I went to work and vaguely behind my mind was the invitation I made to our neighbor to come tonight and watch the football game. I pushed him out of my mind, but I knew he was going to come and I would probably cry in front of him as the last two times he was there. I got back from work, but my husband wasn’t found. He was shopping with his best friend for tonight’s game. Wayne didn’t come home until 6:00 and I sighed for him. I knew something was gonna happen, but I didn’t know what. The guys bought another outfit, but this one would push me to fight until I can’t fight anymore. At 0645, the doorbell rang and it was Simon. I tried to act like I invited him. Simon made me a big hug and asked me how his “POPCORN GIRL” was holding. It really made me blush for a few seconds. Then my husband grabbed my hand and it would be a long 45 minutes before we came back from the room. I went knowing something was gonna happen. Just like the time before our room door was left open and I tried to reason with Wayne he should close the door before we started. My husband ignored me again and released the packets under the bed. Slowly he pulled it out. It was a different store this time and I saw a short black skirt on the bed and it had a large white belt with a large playboy emblem on it. Then I saw the little red tank top that had two words written in great white letters through it, GO TEAM. It was about everything on the bed and I figured that night wouldn’t be so bad at all.
It wasn’t until I saw the rest of the outfit and my husband told me what we were doing that I lost him again and told him that he was going too far. I told him I wanted to call our little game and we could talk about it later tonight after his friend left for the house. I was looking at Wayne’s face that I wasn’t doing with my husband, but his alter ego. I really needed to make her understand that I didn’t want to do this tonight. I was shot hard in my husband’s hand and he barely took my pants on my knees because I was fighting him so hard. He usually stripped me naked but I fought so hard that he pushed me on his knee and dug me as hard as he could with my pants shot and everything else on my body. I kept telling him I wanted to talk about tonight before I did. The harder I talked about my slaps seemed to become. Every night I lasted longer and tonight was no exception. I could take more spanking each time, but my ass had a lot more punishment every time I did. I was crying so loud when I gave it, I looked like I was dying. I gave and begged my husband not to thrive. I didn’t want to do what he planned, but my mind told me I was going to do it in one way or another. It made me fear more tonight, then from all night to now.
I was stripped and driven to the bathroom. It surprised me my husband started a bath for me. It hurt me when I was sitting in the water, but like the pool, it made me feel better. I watched my husband soap my body while he entered the medical practice and pulled out his razor I knew exactly what his next step would be. I hit my head and sprayed, but all he did was push me back and widen my knees. I felt the razor between my legs and I knew he was gonna shave everything. It happened so fast that it surprised me. He rinsed me and shaved me. He lifted my legs up in the air and I could feel the razor next to my tight little ass cheeks when he removed all the hairs he could find. I stopped crying, but my eyes were still full of tears. He dried me and I looked down and saw a teenager’s pussy on my body. I had already shaved, but never everything. I really felt bad if I knew that suggestion came from her best friend and wasn’t my husband’s idea. Simon told my husband I had to be shaved. He could see my big piece of pussy hair the last time I had to shoot in front of him. He blocked his whole sight and made a good point in front of my husband that I would probably fight him. Unbelievable, it didn’t bother me as much as they planned for me tonight. My husband gave me my brush and makeup and told me I had five minutes to catch up. I didn’t really want to wear makeup, but at his request I put the lipstick, the shadow of the eyes, and I lost my cheeks.
I looked at Wayne spraying me with my perfume bottle and then he guided me to our bed. I looked at the little outfit and I knew what he planned for tonight. I looked at Wayne and asked him very slowly if we couldn’t talk about it before it happened. I felt another slap hard at my ass while my legs were lifted and the little black skirt was removed my legs. He cracked it and then buckled the big white belt that had a playboy emblem on it. I was back and I felt my legs up while he pulled a pair of panties around my waist. I couldn’t really see them, but I knew they felt like bottoms and were probably very thin. He adjusted my panties as he wanted them, then he turned me back to him and slipped the top of the red tank around my chest and tied it to the back. I tried to look at me, but before I could watch the outfit. Wayne pushed me back to bed and made me flat. I watched when he lifted each leg one at a time and a pair of white high hose thighs was removed my legs. I could tell them it was an ultra-sanged pipe and I knew there was no way to wear them if I had a word to say. Finally, my long legs were left down and my eyes began to water like these big red shoes with the four-inch heels were guided on my feet. I hated how they felt on my feet and how they made me walk.
I was up and my husband surprised me by crushing my ass twice and giving me a warning. If I do something he doesn’t like in the next two hours, the second we’ll go home our neighbor is gonna see what it’s like to whip my bare ass until I cry for him to stop. I knew I didn’t want it to happen, but I also knew I didn’t want to go with my husband and friend where they wanted to take me. I was redirected to the door and walked very slowly in the high heels I was in. I wanted to beg my husband to do something else, I would probably have done anything to not leave the house in that pickup. I was taken to our neighbor where he grabbed my other arm and the two guys started walking around in our garage. I was pushed into the front seat with my husband and his best friend Simon sitting on my other side. I had no idea where they were taking me, but I was praying no one I could see. They drove for about 30 minutes that put us out of the area that most of our friends lived. We got into a little sports bar and I started stealing from the car. I talked and begged Wayne to take me home. He threw me in and slapped my ass and whispered that if he brought me home, his friend was gonna whip me until I couldn’t stand being so incooperative. I just accepted this offer but in the last second decided to keep my mouth shut. I knew I wouldn’t win anything.
The two guys drove me inside and as I thought the head turned me like we were three walking slowly. Everyone was at the bar watching the game and I heard a lot of encouragement not for the game, but for me when I walked in the high heels. There were other women, but not dressed like me. The skirt was very short and I had no panties. I haven’t known for a while, but I was pretty good at that. There wasn’t enough stools for me to get up and down on my husband’s knees. My face was bright red while he ordered three beers for all of us to drink. I can’t wait to start drinking. I was finally able to look at my outfit and it wasn’t like everything I wanted to wear. The top of the high thigh of pipe showed and they had large white bows on them. My black skirt barely kept me covered and my top felt stuck to my breasts. We had a few beers until mid-time, my husband whispered in his ear if I was ready to go home. I hit my head and was as submissive as possible. I whispered a YES PLEASE in her ear. I was trying to learn how to get me when my husband had full control of the situation. It would take me a while to find out. But I was quick to say no was going to work. I had to learn to compromise with other things that guys might want, but I haven’t learned that yet.
Wayne paid the bar and I flashed a little smile while they guided me in our car. I heard everyone begging my husband to stay for the second half. A huge load was lifted from my shoulders because Simon helped me in our car. The view he suddenly had between my legs would stay with him for a while. My freshly shaved pussy was divided wide open for him as I tightened my legs together as fast as I could. I knew I had panties so he couldn’t have that good point of view. I didn’t know they were less bulky and that’s why I felt so much air and breeze that I walked. I didn’t even think of my husband who put me less panties. We got home and we got here in the middle of the day. I was caught in the room and I looked at my husband undressed me and pulled out the little doll that I had worn a few nights back. I didn’t have to say a word, Wayne whispered in my ear, I could watch the second half here at home or at the bar. I didn’t move a muscle while he slipped the sexy outfit on my body and then drove me to the bathroom and sprayed my body and outfit with my perfume. I could feel as soft and soft the perfume made me feel. It was my favorite perfume bottle and not very cheap.
I was taken to the living room and there in the chair was Simon waiting for us. Again, I was just led to a position in front of Simon and I said to turn slowly for him so that Simon could see how beautiful I was. Tonight, Simon had a fantastic view of my new BALD PUSSY look and I did what my husband asked me without ever looking at Simon. As the last time I was guided to my firm husbands and for the rest of the quarter I sat there in front of Simon and watched the game with them. Then after the quarter I was pushed back on the couch and in a movement that surprised me my husband started doing with me. I knew our neighbor was right next to us looking at everything. I was really nervous that Wayne kissed me and started kissing me in French. My hands were pulled off my head and I was whispered again and asked not to move a muscle or I’d pay for it. I felt one of my legs moved by my husband and that foot was guided to the ground as he spread my legs open about 18 inches. He was kissing me again and I was so worried about what his friend thought of all this. I didn’t see our neighbor get up and go to the end of the couch. He was watching my body right away and thru panties didn’t hide any of my freshly shaved pussy. I started shaking myself in my husband’s arms for five more minutes. My husband never did much more then kiss me and move my legs around a little.
Finally, I heard the start of the next quarter and heard the gate open and closed. I turned my head and tried to see if Wayne’s friend was still here. I heard my husband tell me to relax, he’s gone. It was like lifting a rock on my shoulders. As my husband did with me, his hands were on me. My little panties were the first thing to disappear quickly. Even if I had been thru, I quickly turned around and as much as I wanted to move my husband would not allow me to move a muscle. My hands were still on my head and his body was sitting next to me. What I no longer knew was that at the end of the couch was Wayne’s best friend. He was on his knees at the end of the couch and looked at everything Wayne was doing to me. My legs widen and Wayne smiled at his best friend when I landed there and let my husband kiss me slowly until his whole hand was completely dipped. My husband had my head back and my hands on my head. He was moving slowly on me on the couch and I felt him pulling my legs on his shoulders. It was now Wayne’s favorite position because he had so much control and he could enter me as soft or difficult as he wanted.
I felt Wayne slipping inside of me and then he pushed my ass even higher in the air while he drove all the way in more and more. Our neighbor saw that I had never seen my own husband. All I held private was there to see Wayne’s friend. Simon’s head was as bad as a guy. Now Simon knew I’d be his new toy. He couldn’t think of a better situation. I lived next door, I was married and I loved my husband not to try to harass him or force him into a commitment. I was also very cute and much younger then the one who is the way he loved all his daughters to be. As Simon looked at it, I was fucked very roughly for about four minutes, and then Wayne came out again and cremated in a belly with his thick hot creme. Wayne looked back and shook his head to Simon and slowly his best friend disappeared in the kitchen. After a few seconds, I was caught in the room where our door was closed. Wayne’s friend walked next to his house while my husband fucked me again and got me out of his tongue as he usually did. I was so upset about how I felt about everything. I had never been as embarrassed as tonight, I was out in that little outfit, but I had never been as much in love with my husband as I was. He did everything I asked him. I had so much in my mind that my depression was completely gone and I had more orgasms this week while I was a teenager who gave them to me. I knew I could stop everything, but in the end, I didn’t want it to stop, why, you got me.
Like every time we discussed for about 20 minutes of the night. I asked Wayne if he thought things were going too far. I didn’t want my friends to find out what he did to me for him. Wayne kissed me and asked me if I trusted him or not. I told him that if I didn’t trust him, he wouldn’t do what he was doing with me. He promised me no one except his best friend will ever know. He told me that Simon was a true friend and that he could never tell a soul what he saw or how things were going. I once again told my husband how scared I was sometimes. He kissed me hard and I held him as the last one on earth. He looked me in the eye and asked if I wanted it to stop. I had a way to get out if I wanted and he was almost sure of my answer. I hit my head No and told him I liked to hold him like that and all week after all was over. Wayne told me I could never stop anything the day it happened. The more I complained, the better my cute little ass would be. I smiled and said I already understood. We were sleeping in the arms and I felt incredible when I got up. I was a new person and I knew my husband would never be the same good boy I married five years ago, at least twice a week. The good thing is, I loved my new guy even better, at least at that time, I thought I did it.
I told Wayne once a week that it was a lot for me but he was going to write his own rules. Tuesday nothing happened at all out of the norm, but Wednesday would be another day I would fight against what he would come with me to do. I came home Wednesday after work and my husband was already home and was waiting for me. Tonight he’d take me by surprise. The second I walked in the door, he shot me in the bedroom and started undressing. I didn’t put a fight when he sat in the bathtub and washed me. He then pulled his shaver from the wardrobe and I watched him shave all the rocks of my pussy. I asked her how long I should go without hair downstairs. Wayne was nice about this and said until he was ready to see him on me. I was helped in our room where there were some new packages and all my old outfits. I was sitting naked when my husband pulled something out of his pocket that made my blood boil. There was his hand was his little cell phone and he opened it and pointed in my direction. The light flash left and I jumped and asked him what he was doing. He told me he was taking a few pictures to never forget what was going on.
He knew I would never leave naked pictures of me. A few years ago, we went to the thru when he bought a digital camera. I yelled at him who wasn’t going to arrive and he immediately had what he wanted. He came by my side and I asked him to erase this picture now. Instead, he grabbed my hand and tried to shoot me on his legs. I was a wild cat fighting for my life. I yelled at him and told him he wasn’t gonna win that fight. He can never take naked pictures of me, EVER! I’ve had my life spanking like I’ve done for the first time in a long time. He only speeded it up and shoved my naked butt as if he was shooting. I fought hard but soon he got me where he wanted me. I continued to fight as long as I could and then I started begging him not to take photos because sooner or later we would regret it. I knew many girls who were embarrassed that their photos ended on the Internet and could never be removed. I really cried while I asked Wayne to rethink what he wanted me to do. I finally cried very loud and I think the crying freed all the negative emotions that had been stored inside me all these years. That was my theory of why it worked so well with me and my girlfriend.
I mean, I gave but begged Wayne to be really careful with the pictures. I didn’t even think it was his cell phone camera and not his digital camera. If he used a cell phone camera, only a few keys would be needed to send it to any other cell phone in the world. As tears flowed from my eyes my husband laid me down and put himself in front of me and took the picture after the photo. He pulled out a new outfit and it was all red with blue trims. Not as long as he pushed it on my body, I realized it was a French outfit. It was very tight on my body and the skirt fell exactly at the bottom of my ass cheeks. I looked like a white pair of pipes was removed my legs and then I got a red cap and two pins and I was told to pin it in my hair. I saw the high red heels slip on my feet and I turned around again like some types of white panties were removed my legs. The panties barely covered my ass and felt like they were made of fish net even if I didn’t see them as they were drawn to my body from behind. I continued to see Wayne moving in front of me and taking some pictures after every item was slipped on my body. Once again, it was our neighbor that I had to thank for this new idea. Most really bad things have come from Simon even though my husband accepted them without question.
I was raised and taken into the bathroom and for the first time my husband really guided how I put makeup on my face. He told me what colors and how much and my face ended as bright as a three-year coloring book. After being sprayed, I was guided into the living room and I was pleasantly surprised when our neighbor wasn’t there. I had to pose for pictures and then my husband drove me to the back patio and started opening the sliding glass door. When he told me where we were going, I wanted to put a huge fight, but I was really starting to understand that there was no retreat once the night started. I knew my ass would be whipped until I gave it. I asked my husband if only Simon was home. He looked at me funny and said of course about Simon. I didn’t want there to be a girlfriend when I walked with that very mean little pickup on my body. I had to walk to our yard, then to our neighbors. I was really glad he was black out and none of our porch lights were lit. We ended up walking to the back door and I had to turn my head down while Simon started my new little outfit and said something about being happy that the good service finally arrived.
I was really embarrassed again because my husband put his camera back to our neighbor and then guided me around the living room and posed myself claiming that I was polishing the furniture or emptying the carpet. I couldn’t look at the first time my husband folded me to size and I knew that only my panties covered all my private. My little panties were entirely made of the same material as my fish fillet pipe. They didn’t cover me at all, but I was happy they were there. I was bent on the back of the couch and I guess I’d straighten the pillows. My husband folded me and got me out. I was close to crying, but I didn’t. Then I felt his hands go into my slender panties and he started to get them down. I screwed up and turned to him and said no loud. I knew he was starting to shoot me on the couch what he was gonna do. He pushed me every week and that night was no different. He told me that if I didn’t stop fighting, our friend would help him. I wasn’t about to go without panties in front of our neighbor, no matter how much my husband asked me to do.
I said NO very strong and I threw my feet all along my husband trying to kneel. I felt another set of hands catching mine and once they had my two hands, they were pulled behind my back and my feet were stuck together by my husband legs. I heard him say I shouldn’t have fought. We talked about it before. I heard him tell his friend that my ass belonged to him tonight. I felt the movement downstairs and then a big cold hand put me squarely between my cheeks and I instantly knew it wasn’t my husband hand now blossoming me. I yelled to stop three or four times, but the big hand continued to ground me and heat my two ass cheeks. I couldn’t believe my ass was now covered by our neighbor. I then saw a flash light and it made me start crying even sooner so I would normally. Not only did the two guys associate to collapse me, my picture was taken at the same exact moment by one of the two. I think they both made me a spanking and told me how bad I was for about seven long minutes. All I could do was put my head on and ask my husband to stop it. I heard him ask if I was ready to do what I promised to do what he asked me. With my face covered with tears and red beak, I asked him to stop and I won’t fight anymore. I think his friend was unhappy that he finally had to stop blossoming. He looked like my ass shot from red to purple and he had a very good time whipping a girl my age as hard as he could. It was a power thing and he enjoyed as much as my husband now.
I was standing straight and as I cried and rubbed my ass. My husband told me to reach and pull my own panties and hand them over. I turned around and looked at it and gave it the most pleasant aspect possible. I really wanted him to know I didn’t want to do that. He asked me if I wanted our friend to continue my spanking for five minutes. I hit my head no and he told me to give him my panties. I slowly pulled the fine fish net panties on my legs. I knew my ass and my shaved pussy were right there in sight because my good skirt was too short to hide them. My husband moved me and I was again put in the same position as before. I saw the camera’s white flash and it was so much more than I thought I could take. I also knew it was our neighbor who seems to find him and decide where to target the camera to take each photo. For twenty minutes, I walked around our neighbor’s house and landed like I was doing homework. What made me start crying again was when I felt that the hot slippery juices start sinking into my legs. I couldn’t believe I was so excited that I was going to push so much liquid, but the more I tried to stop it, the more wet my pussy. It took me ten minutes to dry. I don’t know how many times this fucking white flash left, but I was more ready for him to stop. I really threw up when Wayne asked me if I was ready to go home. I was glad he drove me to the back door of the patio, but as we arrived, he saw the pool and decided not to push me last night. It wasn’t so late that he wasn’t ready for our evening.
I noticed that our neighbor was right behind us because Wayne pushed me on one of the patio chairs. Slowly, he started to play my high red heels and he quickly pulled them out of my body. My hose came down and he started trying to lift the cleaning outfit on my head. I looked at him and asked him not to get naked in front of our neighbor and on the open back porch. As always my husband threw my hands on my head and continued to do what he wanted to do with me. He took my outfit off and took my pretty little hat off. He rudely guided me naked on the side of the pool and I cried while our neighbor took some pictures of me getting in the water with no clothes on my body. As soon as I saw Wayne start shooting his pants and shirt and in less than 60 seconds he was naked and in the pool next to me. His best friend took me more photos in my husband’s arms, then I hit my head not when he started to remove his shirt too. I turned around and heard a cockroach about 25 seconds later. In seconds, I felt the other body right next to me in the pool. We were all three completely naked and standing side by side in the shallow end of the pool.
I was so scared that I couldn’t move and I knew better to say a word. My husband took me in his arms and threw me around the pool. I saw our neighbor get out of the pool and I was hoping it was done for the night. Instead, it entered and turned on green light under water. He then turned on his stereo and had the music playing the speakers in the patio. Just like my husband, he had a very slow sexy music. My husband let me down. He guided my feet above him and pulled me near his body. I also heard the splash that Simon quickly returned to his pool. Wayne danced and kissed me while the song continued to play and all now and then a white flash would light the back patio. I prayed no other neighbor would wonder what was going on. I knew they couldn’t even see him. For two songs my husband danced me around the superficial end of the pool. Then he took me to the edge and whispered me in my ear, we’d soon come back if I didn’t fight with him. That was the best news I’d heard because I was very scared of being caught by someone in the pool with those two naked guys. It would be pretty bad if it was just me and my husband, but our neighbor was naked as well and I could never explain.
When the next song started my husband guided me on the side of the pool to where his friend stood. He turned me back until I faced Simon and looked in a total shock because he threw my arms around our neighbor and pushed my naked body to him. I heard my husband tell me to dance a couple of songs or we’d be there for a long time, so I was hoping to stay. I turned around and broke my head twice to Wayne. He had that look on his face that I would, or I would be sorry if I hadn’t. I could read his face like a book when he was in that mood. I felt my hands go around my waist and I was lifted up and put again on our big-foot neighbors. I closed my eyes tight when my boobs pushed hard into my neighbor’s chest and Simon’s arms hit my waist near his. He started taking a few steps and because my feet were above his body went with him. My chin was on his shoulder and I refused to open my eyes. I could feel my nipples hard and I knew my neighbor would feel it too. He danced me around and slowly his hands slowed down until they were on my ass and he felt standing when he tightened me in his body. I whispered in his ear the word PLEASE is not two or three times. His hands were underwater and I didn’t know if Wayne knew what he was doing or not. The first song ended and I tried to get away from my naked body. I was pushed back and I heard my husband talking and telling me to dance with Simon until I was told I could stop. It was so fun for my husband and what really surprised me was how much he liked to share with his best friend. Where did it come from?
The next song brought me to tears, because I could feel Simon’s hand on my back and one on my chest. My eyes were closed, but I could still make the light of my husband camera. I also started to feel my neighbors cock hard because he really stiffed and his dick rubbed just against my pussy every step we took. I hit my head once, but I knew until my husband told me there was nothing I could do. I stayed in the arms of my neighbors for six more minutes. I felt Wayne pulling me away and he shook me and danced a last song with me. His friend went out and dried and slipped into his clothes. I was completely emptied of events tonight and I went out with my husband because our photo was taken about six or seven times. I was dried and put in the little girl. Simon was missing in his house and we were waiting for him to come back. My husband made me kiss her best friend, and my face had to be a very bright red like me. My husband picked up his phone and slowly I did exactly what my husband asked. When we got into our house, I broke up like the first time it happened to me.
I knew the routine and my husband took me in three different ways to kiss me all the time and dry my tears when he left. He brought me into the room, brought me with his tongue twice as he always did, then he held me by and asked me how I felt right now. I had trouble talking to him this time. I asked him if he knew he was letting his naked friend feel me up and touch me everywhere as we danced. At first, Wayne didn’t answer, so he said: Wayne started talking and he told me that I would never have control of his nights. He told me he loved me even more and he never wanted me to leave his side. He also told me that’s exactly what I asked and it seemed to help me as I thought. I listened to my husband telling me that it was too late to change things and that from now on it would have nights that I would not be allowed to make choices in what happened. I thought about it and asked him if he liked what was going on between us. I looked at Wayne and asked him if he liked to know that another man looked at my naked body and felt so that only one husband was allowed to do. Wayne brought me closer to his body and said it was the most exciting thing ever to happen in our lives since we met. That was when I knew how it meant to my husband. He needed it and now wanted it as much as I had before when I begged him to do it for me. My questions were all answered, my husband was happy with everything that was going on, and I thought I just had to adapt to it if I wanted this new crazy lifestyle to continue.
I’ve been with my husband and I kind of whispered. his ear if he was sure he wanted to continue on that path. As Wayne kissed his hand found my shaved pussy and slowly he inserted two fingers into my still very wet pussy. He turned and told me it was exactly what he wanted then something in his life. Like in a cheap novel that I sighed and told him OK, we were in the long run. I told him he could never leave me or talk to someone about what we’re doing with our neighbor. I heard Wayne promise me, and we got together before we slept in each other’s arms. I don’t know if Wayne knew or not, but when we slept with his friend Simon, we were looking at all the photos we took tonight on Wayne’s cell phone. He took my husband’s phone in his house and sent all the photos directly to his phone. It didn’t even take an hour for my worst fears to come true. We didn’t even have control of the photos my husband took an hour ago. What would happen to them now also included Simon’s desires and desires. I’m glad I didn’t know that at the time I was a nervous wreck forever. The thing I knew about Simon was that he made thru girls like we did butter. I don’t think my photos could have been in the worst hands, so Simon’s.
The next morning, I asked Wayne, please, to relieve some and not do that happens so often. I really wanted to take advantage of those nights, not make them so routine that they no longer worked. Wayne was so good. He looked and said twice a week, okay, please, at least twice a week. I hit my head and we both turned to our jobs. I never felt as close to Wayne as I was. I’m never so afraid of what we would like. He had definitely changed our lives as I had hoped. For the whole week, nothing happened from the norm. Monday Thursday I was going home and watching TV and things like that, but not once I felt like it was a special evening. Friday night, I’d change it all faster. The second I got home, my husband was there and he never beat me home. I knew something was going on and a few seconds later, while I was dragged into the hallway by my arm, I knew it was going to be a very long night.
As my husband pushed me into the bath, I started thinking about the whole process. Overall, it was so wild and exciting that I thought about it most of my days. Suddenly, I wanted to see what’s going on if I took a part. As Wayne blew me up and shaved me again quite smooth, I thought I’d change a little tonight to see what it would be. I went out and I was dried, then Wayne put me in front of the mirror and made me put some makeup. This time I had fun with him. For one reason I wasn’t afraid, at least not yet. I knew I had more makeup at the time I was a teenager and I tested it all. After Wayne made sure that I felt really sweet, he guided me into the room and asked me if I was ready to go out tonight. I smiled and shaved my head YES and until that point I had not given it any resistance at all. Wayne pulled the little black skirt with the white playboy belt and the red tight top. I let Wayne dress me like he wanted. Lowers, small white panties, even 4 inch heels. For the first time, I pushed him back and put some of the outfit for him. I looked at his face to see what his reaction would be and I could say I confused him. I was happy as I wanted to see how messy things would be if I really acted like I enjoyed everything they threw me. It was my way of fighting so they never believed.
I saw Wayne taking some pictures of me and for some reason I didn’t even notice that it was with his phone and not his digital camera. I would have asked him why the phone camera instead of the best digital camera. My suspicions would have been a little more probable. When we left the room, I was sure to see our neighbor waiting for me. It was a surprise to see that we had the house for ourselves. It was about five minutes later when the bell rang and my husband told me my date was there and I was going to answer the door. That was the goal I would usually do. I didn’t have any clues that would be there, but I prayed it was Simon next door. I swallowed hard, but I went with my husband’s request and opened the door to see Simon dressed with a pack of Roses in his hand. He quickly entered before someone saw him and gave me my flowers and gave me a steak on my cheek. I looked at my husband and he asked if everyone was ready to go. I asked him where we were going tonight. All he told me was that I was heading to the party with my beautiful date. Wayne took me away and told me I had to treat Simon as if I had a blind date that I really liked. I think they wanted me to fight right now, but instead I hit my head and didn’t say a word. I knew I had to get out of my husband, and maybe Simon.
I could see the two guys looking at each other and wondering what was wrong. It was supposed to be their big plan to get me crazy and upset so that they both could use their power on me. Instead, I stayed quiet and eventually Simon pushed the roses into my hand while I heard him say “SPIRIT”. A few seconds later, it was Simon who drove me to the garage and my husband was dragging behind to make no noise. I was taken to the back door of our car where I was helped by our neighbor and then pushed beside me. Wayne came in front and was going to be our driver for the evening. I was attracted to Simon and he told me I looked good tonight in my super sexy costume. He put his arm around me while we went out of our block and on the highway. I knew it was dark and no one would do our car. It was a scenario I never imagined. I was a blind date for my oldest neighbor with my husband who was an escort during the night. It was something I could have really fought hard to stop, but now I knew it wouldn’t have made a difference. I wanted to see how Wayne and I felt at the end of the night if I didn’t give him the cause of really screwing my ass. I really had to suck him like Simon started kissing my cheek and playing with my legs, but not once I said a word to stop him.
We were taken to a small country music club about 35 minutes from the house. Wayne barely said a word, but Simon continued to kiss my cheek and try to turn my head toward him. I didn’t allow it to happen while we finally started getting out of the car. I started feeling embarrassed again to be here in public in the outfit I was wearing. My husband stayed behind us to the bar. I was in Simon’s arms and I knew the guys were wondering why I didn’t put a fight. In a way, it was my fight, doing nothing to piss them off. It didn’t take the time to understand that I wasn’t going to make a crisis. I was sitting next to Simon and he was wrapped around me and bought me drinks. I hit my head not the first time when he wanted to take me to dance. The live band had just played the first song and no one else was dancing. I knew we’d be the focus if I were there. It was said to me by Simon, not my husband, that he would splash me in the club if I told him NO again. I looked at Wayne and he wasn’t gonna walk in one way or another. I was removed from my seat in the small outfit and I could say that all the attention was on me while I failed at the dance floor the best I could in the high heels and started dancing with my neighbor.
That night, I took a ton of drinks mainly because I wanted. I don’t know how many songs I had to dance with Simon and halfway through the night he shot me in his knees where I’d spend the rest of the night. I barely told Wayne all night and he wasn’t dancing with me once. The guys knew I wouldn’t mind, but I turned the tables on them and didn’t complain at all. Guys paid the bill around 10:30 that night and again it was our neighbor acting like it was my husband. He escorted me from the club, helped me in the car and held me up as if I were his prize possession. As soon as we entered the garage and the garage door closed the second half of my blind date would begin. I went into the room, but this time by Simon. I knew it was the first time Simon was in our room. I was nervous when he was under the bed and took out the little girl’s suit. My husband had to put the outfit there and tell her where she would be.
I didn’t see Wayne anywhere, because Simon really acted like he was my husband and told me I had to change and go out and show my hot little body to Simon’s best friend, who just was my HUSBAND! I’ve had a lot of fear when Simon started undressing me. I started fighting, but I figured I’d end up doing it anyway. In two minutes, I was naked in my own room standing in front of my neighbor pretending to be my husband. I was dressed in the little girl’s suit, but this time, Simon threw the little panties under the bed and told me we wouldn’t need them anymore. It took about ten minutes to undress me and put me back in my new outfit. Finally, Simon escorted me to the living room where my husband had drinks for all of us. He had soft music playing on the radio and for the first time he caught me and danced around the floor. He whispered to me that I was a very nasty girl tonight being so cooperative with a first time blind. I heard him chuckle like he told me that he had Simon and himself all confused because I wasn’t pretending. It made me smile because I knew I was doing different things tonight. I whispered in my husband’s ear and asked him if it bothered him that I wasn’t fighting. My answer came with a big wet kiss and a sweet pat on the ass. That was when I knew my husband liked it even without having to make me a bright red ass by the guys.
After that first dance, my husband turned me back to Simon and told me to my face that I’d better listen to my blind date because he had all power tonight. I knew what he meant, if someone was gonna whip me, it would be our neighbor. I didn’t want to blossom tonight, it was my goal. I was taken to the couch and pushed back like I was the last time in that outfit with the two guys in the room. The last time my husband pushes me and Simon looks. This time my husband was in the other chair while Simon pushed my apartment on the couch. I really started freaking out when Simon moved his head and started kissing me on my lips. I thought I’d wake up and stop things. I really wanted to stop him because it was a little too far. I remembered that neither the guys listened to a word I told them. It was like a bell left and I knew I couldn’t stop one thing, not a little thing. While Simon kissed me, his hands fell to my legs and very slowly he worked them until he reached dirt and my pussy was so wet that he was already doing a wet spot on the couch. As before my two hands were stuck above my head and my feet stretched out a foot so that Wayne could see all the little things I let Simon do to me.
As my husband looked at him, Simon was with me and slowly started fingering my very wet pussy. I didn’t want to let them know how close I was to Cumming. No other guys, but my husband had hit me like that since I met him. I cut off as much as I can, but I think trying to hold me back only twice as bad. I felt the feeling of boiling in my belly and breasts and every part of my body. All Simon was doing was to kiss me slowly, but tonight was all he was gonna take. I started seeing the bright white flashes and I knew exactly what they were. I was shaking my NO head while Simon started running his tongue in my mouth. The next time her fingers got close to my clitoris, all my body got shaken and in front of my husband, another gave me an orgasm that really rocked my world. I kissed Simon as crazy as he kept fingering me and shaking my body next to him. It was then that Simon realized how hot and excited I could be if he could bring me here. He knew I didn’t even want to kiss her, now my ass and pussy pushed to meet her fingers like I kissed her like a possessed woman.
Once I settled, I felt Simon descending to my feet. Then I spoiled very hard when a wet soft tongue started running and lowering my wet pussy lips. I barely felt that Simon moved my legs as my husband would do as he completely buried his face in my slippery pussy lips. He was like a wild man as he licked me and pressed his long tongue to the deepest of me as he could. I didn’t think he’d fuck me again, but I was always wrong. For at least seven minutes, I’ve had my soft pussy as if it was really by a guy at his first date with a girl. Simon didn’t leave a spot intact like my twisted body and turned for him and I reworked with every muscle in my body. I was emptied of the two great orgasms that were given to me by the hands and language of our neighbor. I never thought things would happen so far. I was lame on the couch in the little maid outfit when I heard my neighbor say goodbye, then he left our doorway. It was now my time to be attacked by my husband. He had looked as long as possible and the fire he built in him would last for longer tonight, then never before.
For two hours, we got fucked at least three times. I was able to tell Wayne that he saw what he saw and that Wayne made me feel exactly what I had to feel. It was about 2:30 in the morning when we finally arrived in bed. We don’t have enough that night. We both slept until very late Saturday morning, but none of us was in a hurry to get out of bed. For the first time, we didn’t talk about last night. We had always been talking softly the day before, but this time we didn’t. I guess there was nothing to say. It ended another fantastic evening for both of us. And for the first time, my ass wasn’t sad when I got up the next morning. I loved more now that I knew I could do it and not upset how nights would go. My husband brought me here in two weeks. I always felt the last night was the most exciting of all. I had this feeling again when I woke up on Saturday morning wrapped in my husband’s arms.
We spent a day shopping and watching movies. I had a great time on Saturday afternoon with my husband. He bought me all the little things I mentioned and it was fun even if it was expensive for Wayne. We went home after a long day and I had a big smile on my face. All my problems were far behind me and I said a little mental MERCI to my girlfriend for her very big suggestion. At the time, I thought it was stupid, but trying it lit fires under my husband and myself. It was better than it was in the past and I knew it. I didn’t think something would happen two days in a row, but Wayne was always trying to surprise me. That night, around 7:30, the bell rang and the second I opened it, I knew I wouldn’t sleep early tonight. On the porch was Simon with a dozen roses in his hands. He came in, closed the door and gave me a big hug and a wet kiss like Wayne sat in the living room and looked all over his chair.
I kind of agitated my husband, Simon guided me to the room and he continued to pull my head and kiss me on the lips. I knew it was just because my husband wanted it to happen. I started talking to Simon like he was my husband. I’ve never done this until tonight. I watched Simon undress me, put me in a small water bath, then grab my husband’s razor that was out of sight and start shaving smooth. I was a little embarrassed, but I found myself using the fact that my neighbor was going to see my body almost as often as my husband. I got back in the bathtub and let him shave for about ten minutes. He helped me and he was even more attentive, so my husband was. I suppose he should have been, that he had a treaty as if no other man should be allowed with another woman. We started talking a lot with each other, but we stayed away from the still too embarrassing subjects. Simon made me make up my makeup exactly as I wore it for him last night. He let me spray with my perfume, then he got me out and chose the only “go” outfit that the guys had bought me. Tonight it was gonna change and I’d be really shocked by what the night had offered me. I kept telling myself that there was no much better spanking, so a mist. I discovered that last night.
I entered the very provocative outfit and then my escort guided me to the living room where Wayne was sitting. Wayne could hear us talking all the time I dressed up. That’s when Wayne made a decision that really shocked me and I was fighting. I didn’t like to be whipped and I didn’t want to fight a decision, I had grown a lot smarter since that first night with my husband. Wayne whispered a few things to his best friend and Simon asked him if he was sure. My husband shook his head and whispered in Simon’s ear to come back at 10:00. That’s when I saw Wayne wearing our neighbors the keys to our car. I was slowly escorted to the place where the garage was and then my husband said very loud, “YOU TWO LOVEBIRDS I have a good time and I’m back by TEN.” I watched Simon very hard and asked if Wayne was joking. Simon squeezed me, gave me a good kiss and told me very quickly that he pushed me into the garage, ‘Is it not you and me, and he made me beautiful rights to act like your husband, we’ll come back.’
I ran like Simon pushed me into the passenger seat, then I went back and took the wheel. I turned to Simon and told him I’m not sure I can play this part with my husband. Simon shut me down and whispered: “Don’t have the best time in his life. You think he’ll get you out of his way if he didn’t want it to happen. If you love him as much as I think you’re doing, having fun and seeing what you’re gonna do by doing this? I was afraid of death when Simon came out of the driveway. Then before I knew, I was drawn to his side and looked as he drove us into a small set of shops on the other side of the city. Guys had their duty to buy me another wild outfit to wear at night. It was a last second decision for my husband to stay home and let his best friend decide what I would have. The store I was taken away was a very well-kept adult store. I was still embarrassed when we got in, but once I saw no one else in the store, I started to relax. For 40 minutes, I had to try four different outfits. All of them very short and very sexual. But I could say they could be public if a person really wanted to try to.
I ended up in a short school girl outfit and of course, the playboy white belt was perfect with her. I couldn’t believe the tight shirt Simon chose to wear. There were so many cutes to choose, but he chose one with the words “PORN STAR” written on top in silver letters. He then took me where they kept their heels and their stockings. First, he paired a pair of light black net bottoms that had a kind of design on the woven side in them. Then we ran heels and I wasn’t surprised when I had the biggest pair in the adult store. They were bright white and matched perfectly to the blouse. The hardest of the night was when I went to wear my new outfit in the register of the crate and a young man of my age had to cut off the labels of each article. He took his time and I knew he was checking me when he cut the labels off my white heels. I walked as close to Simon’s body as he could have me. He then drove me and worried when he turned back on a back road and stopped under a bunch of trees.
He helped me and pushed me into the back seat. When he came behind me, I asked him to take me home and we could have fun with my husband. Of course, Simon made me jump like my husband. I was very quiet because Simon got my top and slowly pulled it out of my body. One piece at the same time I was undressed and all my body trembled. I finally lost him when he made me naked and started pushing me back into the seat. I jumped and told him I couldn’t do anything without Wayne being here. Suddenly, I made the same mistake that I told myself not to do anything. Simon had the full permission of my husband to drop my tight ass if I had given him problems. Wayne knew Simon was taking me to buy new clothes and maybe to drink, but he had no idea that his friend had brought me a parking lot. I put a good fight until Simon puts his hands stuck behind my back. I yelled at him that he wasn’t my husband and he wouldn’t touch me if I said no.
I felt that my hands were pushed back and I folded my body on Simon’s knees in the back seat of my own car. Then I shouted a bloody murder for about three minutes while my tiny cheeks were hit as hard as my neighbor could hit them. It was exactly like every other time. I’d stop yelling, then crying, then begging for everything to stop. I think my ass was slapped for about seven minutes while I cried and I didn’t want to give. As we both knew, I finally did. They asked me three times who my husband was, and every time I said the wrong answer, I was whipped. I finally told Simon that he was my husband tonight, and Simon asked me what I promised my husband these very special nights. I told Simon exactly what he wanted to hear. My husband could have everything he wanted during special nights and I was never allowed to say no. Simon knew the routine as well as I did. I wasn’t sure what Simon planned for me, but I had a good idea. That’s why I put such a wild fight and tried to last as long as possible. I knew my ass would sting everything tomorrow because of that.
I was lifted from Simon’s tower and pushed back to the cold rear seat. Simon started kissing me like he played with my firm boobs that started to sow like he sucked on their nipples. Then his hand slipped into my pussy and it was nicely happy to find that I was soaked and leaving my juice on the back seat of the car. He started fingering me and kissing me and at first I didn’t kiss him. Simon moved her mouth and told me that if her wife didn’t start to show excitement, she’d still have five minutes of spanking that would leave her blue ass for days. My ass already felt he was blue and on fire. It took me about five minutes to really give me. I think Simon could feel that moment the second. I kissed him and my arms were around his neck. His fingers were rubbing around my pussy lips and without even trying that he was driving my wild clit again with sensations that made my whole body tremble. I was very close to Cumming and I’m sure Simon was aware of that by the noises I started doing under him.
He was moving and slowly pulling my legs on my body with his hands. His tongue slowly licked my wet pussy and a very strong sound came from my lips. A few more licks and I’d explode in her mouth. When he licked me, he decompressed his pants and pulled out his long hard dick. I spent the point of no return when he moved his mouth and started kissing my lips. I could taste my own pussy juice on her mouth. I mocked Simon that I was so close, I asked him to finish me. What I felt after really hit me. For a second, I thought it was her finger or her hand touching my wet pussy lips. Then his body fell on me and his entire five or six inches flew inside me while his balls hit my ass. My eyes opened and I shouted that he couldn’t fuck me, we couldn’t go that far. I was like a little buffalo when I tried to kick him out of me. I suddenly felt my hands tense above my head and as he held them with one of his. He then used his other hand and reached the bottom and slapped my ass overturned as hard as possible. I kept moving and trying to escape. The only words that came out of my mouth were NO while he was driving his dick in me and hit my ass when I tried to escape from him. I could never have realized how good it was for Simon to take me as I felt so hard to get him out of me. My fake husband continued to kick my ass and tell me how good it was that my wet pussy kept slipping down her very happy cock. Before preventing her from happening, her stiff cock exploded violently as if it were a swine in a July celebration. I heard our neighbor leave a very satisfying sign of releif because he slowly pushed all the way in me. I asked him if he came inside of me. I begged him to come out and don’t fuck in my body. I told her I wasn’t on the pill and not even my husband came inside without a condom. Then I felt my neighbor collapsed on my body and I knew it was over for him. It only meant one thing, he flooded my pussy with his very dangerous sperm. I was completely broken this second. I started pushing and it turned into a constant stream of tears. It was about five minutes later, Simon moved away and started recovering with me. I couldn’t fight it this time, the damage has already been done. I wasn’t very good company, and Simon knew there was an hour with me if he wanted to. For what I thought was not a reason, he hit me and gave me something to really cry. More than five minutes of elasticity. Simon loved that part as much as he liked to fuck my tight pussy. I yelled at him to stop me and I’d do whatever he wanted me to do, no matter what it was. I could barely sit on the seat when Simon stopped. I started telling myself what he did to me tonight, fighting with him was no longer an option. My ass hurt me any other night and I just told my neighbor that I would do whatever he wanted for the rest of the night. I knew I wanted to say, I didn’t want to get into the situation of being fell, I couldn’t take another spanking of Simon, he hit me even stronger so my husband did it and I knew he wasn’t afraid of what I could think of him if he was too hard with me. He had nothing to lose and I knew it.
Simon shot me in his arms on him. I was completely naked, he was completely dressed. He shot my head and told me to start treating him as if it was my dream date or he was doing me again until I did it. I gave him a little smile and asked him, please, not to blossom because I was ready to be his girlfriend Willing or his wife. Things got warm as soon as I said that. I did with Simon and his hands explore my body everywhere, including places my husband didn’t even dare touch. Even if I wanted to scream, no. I kissed him and I did it as good for him. I felt my neighbor decompressing his pants and then close my eyes tight while he guided my shaved pussy to the head of his dick. Backing on my shoulders, he sank my body on his dick until I was flattered against his stomach. Then he pulled my head downstairs and whispered me slightly so that I could drive him until he told me to stop. I started moving and looking at Simon’s eyes near the pleasure I gave him. I also saw his naked dick slipping deep inside me and the thick purple head opened more like a mushroom every time I slept on him. I wasn’t used to seeing things clearly and it also affected me.
I started thinking that now, it was my time to put rules in place between us. I really pumped my ass up and down and gave Simon what I thought was the best turn of his life. Then suddenly I stopped and Simon didn’t like it at all. I begged him to give me a minute and he’d like what I had to say. I could say he didn’t want me to stop, but he gave me a minute to talk to me. He raised his eyes and closed his eyes and told me to hurry and take him. I told him I wasn’t on the pill and it would be so easy for me to get pregnant and ruin all that pleasure everyone had. I told him from now on if he wore a rubber or retired and came on my belly or chest as my husband always did, I wouldn’t fight him at all and I would really treat him as if he were my husband. My biggest concern was not getting pregnant. It would ruin my life, especially if the child didn’t belong to my husband. I told Simon that he wouldn’t regret it at all if he chose to go with my only urgent request.
Simon was still firmly planted in me. When I was sitting on his chest, he thought about what I said. He asked me why he shouldn’t push my ass and take it anyway. I had to find something and there was only one thing I could think. I whispered to him because it wouldn’t be like that if you did! I slowly started climbing Simon and my lips came down to him and I kissed him as gently and deeply as I could. My ass never stopped moving while I gave him a ride with everything I left in me. I was trying harder for him so sometimes I tried for my own husband. I knew I was already full of Simon’s sperm, so I wasn’t worried about tonight. This damage could not be changed. But the future I could change and I was trying to do that now. I fuck Simon like it was my first time with a guy I really wanted to make a special feeling. I was getting into it very fast when I felt my own hand guided to my pussy. Simon told me in a very stern voice to rub me like I fucked him so he could look at what I really was. I didn’t care about words, they couldn’t hurt me. I wanted Simon to sign.
I raised my head straight into the air and then my hand extended the tops of my pussy lips when I searched my clitoris and jumped when I found it. I really fuck Simon good but he only had CUM 30 minutes ago. I didn’t have sperm at all and my neighbor had me so close before he stopped. Now, with my body going up and down Simon’s stiff tail, I dipped my clitoris and got me out with my hips running around. I could feel the heat and humidity as my juice flooded Simon’s pants and body. After my arrival, I pushed back my head and kissed Simon until he finally broke up and flooded me with his sperm. When I stopped, I kissed Simon and told him it was like that when I had to fuck him, only he would have to promise to go out every time, no matter how good it was. Simon had a smile that could illuminate the back of a car. He looked at me and told me that my husband was a very lucky man. I quickly spoke and told him that he was as lucky as he didn’t have to live with me every day and he got the best part of the married life without having to put with the other parties. Simon smiled and knew I had it there. He finally promised to go out every time from now on, but only if I acted as the hottest little bitch he had ever had.
It was like I was with my husband. I was on Simon’s top when I spoke and asked if we could speak honestly for a few minutes. It surprised Simon, but he accepted. I asked him if Wayne knew he was fucking me tonight in the car. Simon didn’t want to answer, but I told him I wouldn’t be mad in one way or another. Simon finally shakes his NO head which is what I thought. I asked Simon to keep this secret room until I told him it was good to talk to Wayne. Simon wanted to know why but I said I’d feel better if you didn’t tell him until I was ready. I wasn’t ready for my husband to know that I fucked his best friend’s brain. I didn’t know our relationship was ready. Simon told me it would cost me a lot. I had to laugh at his statement. I hit my head and told him to keep both promises and I’d pay my debt, I always do. We kissed a little more, but Simon looked at his watch and we had to go home. I cleaned up with my old clothes and delivered the new clothes. We went home and Simon parked the car in the garage before closing the door behind us. We got in and Wayne was in the living room waiting for us back. He saw my new outfit and said “SUPER FUCKING FANTASTIC”. I went to give him a kiss like Simon said he had to go home. I think my husband was surprised that he left first of all the fun was about to take place and mentally he wondered why Simon would have gone so early before everything happened.
Wayne asked me what happened when my date took me away and I made a coy and told him that a girl doesn’t talk about her dates. I could say Wayne wanted to know but he had other plans for me. It was Saturday night and his last night of play until next week if he kept his word. As tired as I was he took my hand and we went out to drink and dance for an hour before going home. It surprised her how good I was for the X suit I was wearing in public for him. Everything was gonna grow on me, even the outfits. No one ever told me a word and I had more attention dressed like that so I never had in my life. As long as I didn’t meet someone I knew about work, I was good with it. We played until the club was closed, then he brought me home and our last hour was nothing but fun sex. During our quiet time, when we were talking about the day Wayne asked me how my date with our neighbor was going. I told him very well and we spent time choosing a outfit so I could wear it home. I then asked my husband if he was really happy again with all this wild scene we are now living. His answer was fast and just to the point. He told me that he had transformed his life into a life full of fun and excitement and that he never wanted our attitudes to change, no matter what happened in our lives. I knew then it was my new life that I was so scared and wanted to find. I knew I was as excited as my husband. I didn’t want him to know how far I let him go with our neighbor. I knew he didn’t agree yet and he wasn’t sure it was in his plans for me or not. I didn’t want to let him find out by accident since I lied to him for tonight.
The next three days passed like a blur. I was busy at work and my husband too. It was Wednesday that I found out my husband would be working late and not coming home until 8:30. They completed a report to the company the next day. Wayne seemed excited about the report he worked with his colleagues and said that if things worked, his company could get a great deal of control in the coming days. I didn’t know, but our neighbor also heard from Wayne that he was supposed to work until 8:30. They must have done something together. That was the exact opening Simon was waiting for. It was about 4:30 when I came home and I was going to make a nice relaxing evening. Around 5:00 p.m., the bell rang and there was Simon with a dozen roses in his hands. I spoke and told him that tonight was not one of those nights, Wayne had to work very late. Simon came in and shut the door and smiled while he told me I had to keep his mouth shut. He told me Wayne asked him what happened the night we were together. I asked Simon what he told my husband and he stuck in our story, it was mainly shopping and it took all night. I felt relieved when I heard her tell me her story with mine. Then I felt that tug of my arm while Simon tried to bring me back to the room as he did the last time he was there.
I told Simon we couldn’t do that behind my husband’s back. We had to wait for the timing to be right. With a tough idiot, I was shot again to my bathroom and I pleaded with Simon to wait for the weekend. I was pushed into the bathroom and Simon started removing my clothes from my body. I remember begging Simon and he reminded me that I had to repay him for keeping our promise and that’s what he wanted. I didn’t want to, but I didn’t fight as hard as I should have. I feel like my husband should be in the living room until we get out. Simon put me in the bath and I knew exactly what to expect. He put me in front of the mirror and told me to make my face. I reminded him that my husband would be back around 8:30 and that he would see makeup. Simon was smart enough to tell me to take a shower after he left. Nothing that I could do would change tonight, I knew it, Simon knew it, and I prayed my husband would never find out. All this was happening again because of what I said I would do for a guy in a promise that I should never have done or accepted. I promised to repay Simon again as long as he didn’t stop quieting and never talked about us going to my husband.
I was taken to the room and Simon made me dress in the cute doll costume that I had not worn since the first time they put me in. Of course I had to have the heels and everything else. I didn’t get any panties and I knew where it was when I was taken to my living room. Simon put the same CD that my husband played the last time we were in that room. He took my hand and started dancing slowly with me. I had about four centimeters more than him in the shoes I had on. I felt his hands go to my naked cheeks when he shook me and started kissing me. I didn’t answer if Simon stopped and pulled my face to his. He reminded me of my promise. I was gonna treat him like my husband. He also told me I agreed to act like a sexy little bitch for him when my husband wasn’t there. I spoke quickly and said I didn’t say that. That’s when Simon said that none of my other promises should have been true either. He asked me if once in the back seat of the car was just a pile so I could get there. I told him I was scared of where it was going. He squeezed me and told me that he would stay here with me dressed like I was until he was satisfied that I kept my word to him. If it meant until Wayne came home, it was good for him. I could explain everything to him. It scared me more than anything Simon could have said. I put my head in his shoulders and started dancing with him as I knew he wanted me to. He then whispered in my ear and asked me if the sexy little bitch with whom he wanted to be was still there with him. I could only shake my head, unless I really wanted to let Simon go on me and tell my husbands things I didn’t want him to know.
It took barely one song before we made it and my neighbor took all the advantages of my body that he could as he stood me by him. He whispered in my ear when he discovered that my pussy was already wet. He told me I was a very slutty girl who knew how to treat his men. After the first song, he guided me into the room and pushed me back on the bed. He slept next to me and I begged him to bring me into life, not in the bed I shared with my husband every night. I heard Simon tell me I was with my husband, remember? If you don’t, I’ll stay here a lot longer so you’ll want to. I felt him kissing me and his head moved into my body until his tongue gently licked the juices they poured out of my body. He felt extremely mean and very good. I was doing this behind my husbands, but I was doing it mainly because of my husband. He’s the one who included our crazy neighbor in our games. I didn’t want anything to upset the new relationship I found with my husband. I wanted Simon to never be included, but it was too late to change.
I was so close exactly like the last time. So Simon moved and started kissing me. Like the last time, his unprotected tail was already out of his pants. I felt the hot dick pushing against my pussy lips and I moved my head and asked Simon if he had to fuck me again tonight. I felt his dick slipping inside of me and I grated a little like his balls stopped at the crack of my butt. I spoke and told him he had to keep his word now. Simon came back to me with my promise to kiss him and make him feel like no other woman could. If I did that, he’d keep his promise and his sperm on my stomach. He started kissing me and I barely moved. It’s hard to fuck my ass and it brought me back to the moment. I started kissing Simon and his dick fucked me as well as any time in my life. I was probably much more excited because it was so new and I didn’t want to do it with him. I looked down and I once again saw Simon’s thick purple head just pushing my tight lips apart as they seemed to stick to his tail as he slipped inside me as his tail could force.
My hand was redirected to my own pussy and Simon told me exactly what he expected me to do. I never rubbed my own pussy like my husband fucked me, but I learned that it’s something Simon always wanted me to do. I started rubbing my bed while Simon fucked me and kissed me as he could. His tongue was on my mouth and I tried to make it as happy as possible. I had to do a hell of a job because I started to hear Simon Moan and tell me I could fuck with the best of them. I ran away and told him not to climb in me. He pulled my head to his own and quickly fainted. I drove it with all the energy I could bear. My hips moved to meet his thrusts and my tongue was buried in his mouth. I knew my own fingers were going to remove me and my hips were coming out of bed about six inches when it finally happened. My humidity flooded us again and I was lost within twenty seconds that my body seemed to leave me. Just near the end of my orgasm, I felt a sudden heat that made me want to close my eyes and make it last forever. Four seconds later, I felt Simon coming out of me and I looked in a panic to see what was going on. I was so happy to see a huge sperm cumshot pulling on my belly and just on the earth on my boobs. I started telling me, your safe, your safe, he kept his word. I had no way of knowing it was about her fourth cum gourd. You can of course guess where the first three ended. That was the way to see Simon. I shouldn’t have been. Simon used me as if he used all the other girls before me. I trusted him to keep his word, what a huge mistake to do with something as important as that.
I turned my head to Simon and whispered a thank you in his ear. He answered by kissing me and telling me that I was the hottest girl he had the pleasure of kissing. I guess it was his way of complimenting me and I said MERCI gently in his ear. I’d kill my husband if he told me. Simon looked at his watch and only 40 minutes passed. He was just 7:00 and we didn’t expect Wayne to come home at 8:30. Simon woke me up, undressed me and slipped away from all his clothes. I had no idea what he was until he drove me to the sliding glass door and helped me in the pool. We broke up and the water really felt good. I only dived the two or three times the guys had done to me. This time, if you feel fun and refreshing. For 20 minutes, Simon dried us and brought me back to the room. This time the lights were low and we kissed and felt like we were really lovers. I found my head guided to Simon’s dick and this time I really wanted to do it for him. I slowly gave him a shot that I knew how to make a man proud. It took Simon eight minutes, but I enjoyed him more so I thought I would. My reward was a throat full of CUM that I swallowed without any hesitation.
Simon took us to the shower and helped me wash the makeup. After we were both clean, he drove me to bed and gently centered me in the middle of the bed. He could see how I looked at him differently tonight. He was really handsome and his body was too kind. It was just her age that turned me back. He was so old that I was and I knew he had so many sexual partners that I could never count them. Simon disappeared and a minute later, I heard the soft sexy music playing the speakers in our room. Simon came back and turned off all the lights. He sat at the foot of my bed. I looked at how he put the two arms on my head and stretched my feet until they were on the opposite sides of the bed. He moved into my head and told me it was his treat for the night. He didn’t want me to spoil while I was fighting. I had no idea what he was going to do. He shut my eyes and told me to listen to the sweet sexy music. Then he took my right hand from above my hand and gently guided it to my very smooth lips of the pussy. I wasn’t wet then but as he guided my own finger around my pussy I immediately got excited and my juice started sinking.
I figured out how sexy Simon’s voice sounded when he moved his hand and went to the end of the bed and sat in the chair. I then found out exactly what I had to do for him. With my eyes closed and sexy music playing in the background, I started rubbing and playing with my pussy as if no one was in the room and I was trying to turn on it. I felt as nasty and nasty as I had ever had in my life. I knew my old neighbor had a perfect view of my wide open legs and I was going to put a performance for him who would show him exactly how I got shot when I was alone. It was still something my husband didn’t even know. I never rubbed myself in front of him, even when he fucked me and I really wanted to fuck. All I thought was that I did this for our neighbor. He would make me stop and open my wet lips so that he sees every little detail of my body. I was closed a few times only to be arrested for 30 seconds while I peeled my wet lips open. I don’t think I can think of things as horrible as all this. My slow masturbation lasted more than ten minutes and towards the end, I was begging for Simon. The second he told me that I could rub my fingers a few times over my clitoris and I jumped all around on the bed that I moaned and told Simon how it made me feel.
He told me not to open my eyes and rub me gently until I can’t do it anymore. I was very sensitive, but gently I rubbed my pussy while my hips jumped on the whole bed. When I couldn’t do it anymore, I opened my eyes and was completely shocked to find Simon out of the room. I got up and the flowers he brought me were in the middle of the living room. I looked around, but Simon left. I went to get dressed before Wayne came home and suddenly my whole world was hit. I spent a night with our neighbor and I didn’t know what to think about it. He had shown me one side of him that I did not know exsisted and I dreamed of that night for several weeks to come. I went to our kitchen and started wondering if my husband never knew about Simon sneaking around tonight. I felt pretty guilty that when Wayne came back at 8:45, I treated him like a royalty and before going to bed I knew it as soft as I did our neighbor. I felt safe in Wayne’s arms while we were going to bed that night. I thought the whole night had been very successful and no one would be hurt. In many ways I’m wrong, there was a person who would get hurt no matter what happened in the future, that person was me!
For a change, I started to meet Wayne’s needs and then he was mine. I don’t know if it was a guilt complex or something, but I tried to do everything for him in the next few days. It was Friday when I knew my husband wanted to play. Every Friday for two weeks, he counted with Simon on things they could do this night with me. Tonight wouldn’t be different. I had to work Monday, Wednesday and Friday. It was a perfect program for me and gave me a lot of time at home to keep things there. When I got home and my husband wasn’t there, I started wondering what was going on tonight. At 5:30, my night was about to start. Wayne came home and he put my normal routine on those nights. I took a bath, shaved my pussy, put on makeup and made my hair. Then I saw him give me the new little girl outfit that had that top I didn’t like much. These words “PORN STAR” hit me a little too close to home. Once I was ready, I had a big surprise that I was taken to the car and Simon wasn’t where to find. It was a fun evening with Wayne and I coming out. I was a little surprised we went to the same adult store that Simon took me when we bought this outfit.
I felt pretty comfortable tonight with only my husband next to me and I had already been in this store once before. For nearly two hours my husband spent more than $400.00 on me and he chose the most sexy and sexy outfits and shoes he could buy. NEW OPTITS and all that went with them. THREE new pair of heels with a being a great black set of high knee shiny boots with heels not as wide as I hope they would be. I was glad my husband didn’t get me to wear the clothes on the store. I remembered how embarrassed I was when the guy of my age had to cut all the dress price tags I had out last week. We drove for about 45 minutes and left outside the city. We ended up in a very strong rock club and for once I saw other girls with outfits close to what I had on. We stayed there dancing and talking to people we didn’t know for three beautiful hours. When we left, we both had good buzzes and I knew my husband was bringing me home. It was on the way home my husband told me a very good and a very bad news. This report, it stayed late Wednesday night to write was a huge success. He was leaving tomorrow afternoon for five or six days. He was flying to Houston with his boss to push the proposal with the company they sent him to. If everything worked well, it would get a very big bonus check to help land the big company.
I was happy for him but sad that he left for six days. I figured out why he brought me out alone tonight. He wanted a last night with me alone. He also used the night to tell me about his trip he was doing tomorrow. We went back to bed. Tonight’s sex seemed more used to be then what I used in the last two weeks. I slammed it at all the pressure my husband was probably under. I mean, it was nice, but nothing like the other times I was so hard that I came, I thought I was going to spend exhaustion. I spent every moment with him. He told me to keep my cell phone close and he’d call me like that since there was no charge if we were talking long distance on our cell phones. We could talk as long as we wanted without worrying how much it would cost. The next morning, we couldn’t be wrong anymore. Wayne helped me help him and around 10:30 a.m. I drove him to his bosses and from there they went to the airport. I kissed Wayne goodbye and told him to be very careful while he was gone. I wanted him to come back healthy and safe.
I came home on Saturday afternoon at 11:15. I came in and a few seconds later, the bell rang. There was Simon and for one reason I had a feeling of sinking inside. I said Simon Wayne wasn’t home and he pushed by me that he knew, Wayne was in Texas for five or six days. I should have known. When Simon grabbed my hand and started shooting me like he normally started one of his days, I didn’t want to. I stopped and told Simon that I needed a break and asked him if we could put things at least a few days before I felt better at playing. I never thought he’d listen to me. I wasn’t in the mood and I told him that. I felt confused to the room and kept my floor and told Simon I thought so. Not today or tomorrow. I looked at Simon’s face and I could say he was thinking about it. As if it was one of the nights my husband was here, he grabbed my two arms while I yelled at him to go out and leave me alone. I told him I’d bring him back if he didn’t go out and leave. Simon laughed and took my cell phone off and put it in my hand. Go away, call me, but let me talk to her when your daughter!
I sat down the phone and yelled a little louder to get Simon out. That’s where he picked me up and quickly brought me back to my bedroom and really hit him with my fists. He saw my husband’s belt on the ground and, as we passed, he picked it up and put it in his hand. I had a jeans and a t-shirt and he knew how I was fighting, he wouldn’t have them. He threw me into the bed and used his weight to trap me. His knees were on my back and it really hurt like suddenly I heard the strongest ever that my leather belt husbands landed directly through the two jeans-covered cheeks. Even with my pants, it seemed like a nest of cornets came out in my pants. I left a strong cry and asked Simon to let me go. Usually I could last four or five naked minutes when I was whipped by my hand. This folded belt was like 30 seconds of a normal spanking every time the belt landed on my ass. I knew that at no time would my ass melt as hard as Simon failed me. I didn’t even have time to go to the normal routine to cry, then beg. It all started once less than 60 seconds after my ass started taking it.
I cried so loud that I hoped the neighbors would hear me. Then I pushed back my hand and tried to stop the spanking. For how long I was standing down on the bed to get my ass scrambled, I’d probably never know. But I know that the belt was a factor that made me tell Simon that he could have his time with me if he didn’t touch me again with the belt. He stopped, but not before he gave me two very hard slaps that hit harder, while the others had so far. He hit me and saw my face covered with tears and my eyes so red that he couldn’t make any other color. When I slept on the bed crying Simon began to undress me and he told me while my husband left, he was the new man of the house. If I didn’t like it, Simon would call Wayne for me and explain everything we’ve done so far. My head shook back like I was crying and after Simon removed my pants, the rest of them had just stolen from my body. I was picked up in the bathtub and shouted when the hot water hit my ass. Simon told me it would be the sweetest spanking I’d ever have. If I hadn’t kept my word and I’d treat it as I said, he’d put me on the ass that would stay until my husband came back from Texas.
I figured I could never break up like that. I was hurt and the water burned me like I had open cuts. Of course not and I just had some blue streaks crossing my ass, but I didn’t know that and my ass felt worse, then any other time before. I watched my body shave, then when I came out my tears finally started drying. I was pushed in front of the mirror and because I misacted Simon made me paint myself as I worked in the streets in town. Nothing was good today. All because I tried to defend myself and not give in to our neighbor. There was nothing I could do unless I was ready to let Wayne know everything we had done. I know I lied to Wayne at least twice if it wasn’t any more. I couldn’t tell him before he knew he was going to hear about it. And if he was so upset that he wouldn’t see me again. In my mind, it was a real possibility. As I was shot in the room, I could say that Simon was as upset as I was. I couldn’t let him continue like that, I knew no good would come from that.
I suddenly stopped in my ways and without crying I asked Simon if I could have a minute to say my word. At first, he said no, but once I convinced him, he would like what I had to say, he guided me to the bed and sat my butt. I left a moaning but I tried to hide it from Simon. I knew I had to change our two attitudes quickly. I looked at Simon and told him I was sorry. He was right to blister my ass and I didn’t charge him. I told him if he’d forgive me, I’d spend the day with him and I’d act exactly as he expected me to act. I got up and pulled his body to mine and kissed it like I really thought. When we broke our kiss, Simon had a big smile and I felt better inside than he didn’t want to punish me the rest of the day for the way I started with him. I still didn’t want to do this with my husband, but I wasn’t going to tell Simon. I had five or six days that I had to survive and if it came to call my husband to tell him every little thing, well, I never wanted it to happen, NEVER!
I had to show Simon where all the new outfits that were bought for me were held. I had about five sets that I could wear and about three or four that were game costumes for indoor wear only. My doll costume and my girl costume fit into this catagorie. After watching every little outfit, Simon chose a very short skirt with golden zippers running on the side. It was like a mini microphone like a skirt could cover me. If I stood up, it would cover me, but any wind or bending would show everything under him. I don’t know why Simon loved so much the “PORN STAR” but I dragged the top of the tank on my body and then I had a pair of red stockings that didn’t even come to the bottom of my skirt. Simon chose a new pair of white heels that were just as high as all the other pairs, about four inches from the ground. I pushed my ass into the air, but finally I started to get us to them and I walked much better with my heels so high than my toes. Talk about a dirty outfit of FUCK ME. This one was there.
I didn’t say anything until Simon took me to the living room and sat in the chair. He told me not to move while he went back to the room to get something he brought with him. If you wanted to see a white face, you should have seen mine as soon as I knew what he had. I started getting up, but no. I hit my head and begged Simon not to take photos of me anymore, it was something my husband could possess. I had fought my husband nails and tooth and he won about it, but I knew that once Simon took pictures of me that he had in possession, there would be nothing at all to keep him from showing them to the one he wanted. I was a married woman and I couldn’t leave photos of me dressed like that or worse go out where my friends could see them. I started getting up when Simon suddenly pulled my husband’s belt out of his back pocket. I started crying and told Simon not to press this question. It meant so much to me that no one had photos of me, but my husband. I looked at Simon walking towards me with the belt in his hand and I put my head down and cried like I asked him not to use the belt on me. I screwed up when Simon touched me, but instead of blossoming, he sat down and lifted his cell phone to my face. He pressed a few buttons and suddenly very bad pictures of him fuck my finger and I playing with me suddenly in the tiny window. I was shocked because Simon told me that Wayne had already sent all the photos directly to him. I hit my head no, but as Simon showed me a lot of pictures to support his story, I had to drop my head and really think bad things about my husband. He promised me that no one else would have them. I knew it was gonna happen, I knew it.
It wasn’t like Wayne needed leverage to hold me, but suddenly I knew he had it. I jumped into his arms and told Simon that my whole life was in his hands. If one of these pictures came out, I should leave my work and probably leave the area. I begged him not to send them to anyone else. I watched and Simon laughed like he told me I had to be naive in front of my husband. He said that all the time we took pictures with a mobile phone and that the only thing you’ve ever done with cell phone photos is to send them to other people. These words were so true in my mind that I cried and realized that it was probably as Simon got all my photos from my husband’s phone. He had to send them, there was no other way. I finally gave and told Simon that he could take pictures of me ONLY if he promised me to never let anyone see them, not even my husband. I knew the promise would be superficial, but that’s all I had. He already had a phone full of pictures that could make my life a living hell. The only thing I hated was now about to become routine in my relationship with our neighbor. While I sat there and tried to dry my tears, the very expensive but super small camera took pictures of me at the highest resolution that a person could buy.
After my installation, Simon made me come back and refresh my makeup. He ran the sides of my cheeks. I started crying, but no. When I got out, the posing started again. I could feel that my panties were becoming like Simon possing me again as a paid professional would be laid. Finally, he pushed the camera into his pocket and told me not to move where I was sitting. I watched the clock and it was just a little later, that was all. Simon went out with a little bag full of stuff. He took me to my car and pushed me to the passenger seat. He drove us for about 50 minutes. I didn’t even know where we were. He turned the corner and there was the big sign, HOLIDAY SPRINGS PARK. He cost us $10 to get into the park and Simon seemed to know where he was going. We parked next to about thirty other cars and I always had on the little outfit that flashed my ass every time I took a step. We walked about two minutes then the sidewalk separated. In front of me, there were two signs that told me everything I needed to know, NORMAL SPRINGS and OPTIONAL SPRINGS. I looked at Simon and expressed concern. I knew exactly what he planned for me. I begged him like I always did to take me somewhere else. When we turned around, I looked in front of me and my eyes grew as wide as they could.
I was perhaps looking at 25 different people and couples and most were 100% naked. I saw that most of them were fat and didn’t look so good. I saw some good men and one or two pretty women. It was not Simon’s age. I really started shaking like Simon shot me hard until he found a nice place very close to hot springs. I looked like Simon put a sheet on us and then pushed me on the sheet as I looked around with the scar written all over my face. He then turned my body around so my feet pointed right where all the others were lying. No one could sit behind us now because hot springs were there with people swimming in. I turned so bad that Simon caught his camera and took four or five photos of just me sitting next to the water. The camera was not allowed, but no one really forced it unless it was all you were there to do. Everyone was waiting for me to undress. I was by far the cutest.
I started fighting with Simon when his hands began to detach my summit. He only had to whisper in my ear to make me quickly settle. He had so much on me that I would never dig. The pictures scared me. I’d really give it to my husband when he came home. He promised me no one would have them. He really cheated on me and I knew it could ruin us every time someone found the pictures. I started flying and Simon told me that if I had to cry for no one to see me. That’s exactly what I did. Slowly my clothes were stripped of my body and every eye looked at me while Simon finally removed the little panties from my body. My shaved pussy was there for 30 or 40 people watching out. I was so upset that I was shaking and trying not to cry very hard so that others could hear me. I felt my head up and some of my clothes were sunk and used as a pillow under my head. Then I fucked up when something hot slammed on my legs and the smell told me it was baby oil rubbed all over my body. I couldn’t move a part of my body, I was scared.
I felt a regular flow of hot baby oil poured over my pussy. The liquid slowly moved my lips from the pussy and coated every small part of my body. Then I felt hands on my legs and tried to keep them together. It was only after hearing Simon asking if I would rather go walk and talk to other people that I started to relax my muscles and my ankles were removed about 18 inches. After all my forehead was covered with wet slippery baby oil, Simon rose up and took more revealing photos of me. He moved into my head and the following photos told everyone I was, a nudist beach type. Once Simon took pictures pointing to the others, suddenly a few guys hung and pulled a camera from their bag and grab some of me. They knew we wouldn’t complain since my husband or my boyfriend was seen taking pictures with others in it. I know I’d have passed on the sheet if I knew that other men were taking pictures, fortunately I never opened my eyes to see it. For almost two hours, I put naked in front of more and more people. I refused to open my eyes even when I was told to turn around. I didn’t know, but Simon was naked too to take in the sun. I didn’t care less about her condition of dress, I knew I was naked and everyone saw me like a little like the day I was born.
I’ll never know how many photos Simon took or the others took from me. It was around 3 o’clock in the afternoon when Simon shot me and started to wipe me with his towel. I’ve never been as happy as this moment. I helped him get dressed and walked faster, then I went back to my car. He drove me further into the park and then stopped at an isolated place where he knew no one would disturb us. I was helped get back into the back seat. I looked at Simon and asked if he hadn’t had enough for one day. He made me know my attitude and if he stayed much longer, he would teach me a lesson as he did at home. When I saw him lift my husband’s belt from the bag, I pierced it for him. I’ve seen the belt scoring, NEVER AGAIN, no matter what it cost me. It took me three minutes to undress. I was still very slippery of the oil that still covered my body. Simon told me he liked the feeling and looked a lot. Simon stripped of all his clothes and, like me, he was still covered with baby oil remanets. He shot my naked body on top of him and we started doing as we had a few times before.
It took 30 minutes to run my engines. I didn’t want them to start, but he could feel the change and my kiss really started to get serious. He pushed himself inside me and because of the baby lotion I was as slippery as ever. He didn’t move for ten minutes until I finally gave up and let go. Once I did that, it was like that at the time with him. He really shot me with his long humid kisses and his hands were everywhere in my ass slowly moving them like making my pussy slide around his dick. I wouldn’t call that at all. He only moved me in circles, unknown to me, he felt fantastic on his dick. My pussy had heated all the hot baby oil that was now inside my body and Simon was slowly moving my ass in circles so that his dickhead got a hot soft massage even if the rest of his dick could feel nothing but a tight warm fit. He’s been moving me like this for five or six minutes, and we’re going out with each other like we love each other. The dark purple tip of his dick that looked so much like a mushroom was getting wider and wider than my little moves to inflict more pleasure on his body. I never had a guy who fucks me like that. As far as I know, we weren’t moving.
Simon really started pulling my head at his tight while he used his other hand to move my ass in tight slow circles. The tip of his tail opened like a flower, because the pressure in his body told him that he could not last another ten seconds. For the first time, he raised my hips and as he told me to kiss him slowly until he felt he was ready to smoke. I was gonna say something, but Simon beat me. He told me that we will remember our promise, that he will remember him. It was after two slow movements of my hips that Simon took my hair and moved away to tell me that it was perfect, just keeping it. Why I couldn’t say a guy was hiding me, I’ll never understand. His big mushroom dick spilled his cum as deep in my body as his dick could force him. I moved slowly thinking that I barely fucked him for 20 seconds if that. I climbed her to her orgasm and Simon hid her like a pro of me. I was so wet and wet that her thick sperm didn’t even make a difference in how things felt in me.
It was very hard for Simon not to stop me. Only a few times before he could have allowed a girl to fuck him two orgasms in a row without ever having his stop or shooting him. After a minute, Simon had his second wind. He knew I had a long fuck in front of me if he had to take a second time to see him shoot my belly. It was Simon’s time to talk to me and tell me what I was for him. I listened to his words, but they didn’t touch me. I fucked her for about four minutes while he told me how tight my perfect little pussy was. That’s when he started telling me how many guys saw my body today and wanted hell that they could have a piece of me that my own body started responding to what I was doing. I didn’t start touching myself because my neighbor never asked me. As Simon kept talking about guys and girls who couldn’t take their eyes on me, my body really started answering and it happened very quickly after I started to realize that I had been shown to at least 40 different people.
I used to fuck Simon again. Now suddenly my own rhythm took and Simon provoked it by talking to me as it was. He wasn’t close, so he was using time to see how I was responding to very mean words. It was better when he had hoped. I started shaking like Simon told me to push my tight ass faster and lower his dick. I put it up with as much strength as the last time in the car. Wayne saw my face and I was about to fuck him as fast as my body could move. I heard Simon ask me once and twice if I was his new bitch who would do anything to please him, no matter what it was or where it happened. I felt Simon stopping my hips because my orgasm was about to pop and he told me to answer his question. It was like he took drugs from my hands. I had to get it. I left a big YES, YES I AM when I moved her hand and started planting my pussy on her dick. Simon told me to tell him again what I was doing to him. While my orgasm shook my body after six long minutes of fucking, my voice spoke loud and with a hesitation that I yelled at him I was his hot slut who would do anything for him now and forever. I was so turned around that I continued to pump my pussy on her dick.
It took me about 90 seconds to slowly energize me in my body. So Simon started crying and called me a bitch who needed a man like him to control her. I saw in his face that he was close. I looked closely at him and I’d take him off if I thought he was shaking. To my great satisfaction, he pulled my hips and looked at how his sperm shot my stomach and landed a little higher then my belly button. I sat down and started kissing Simon as soft as I knew. We did five more minutes, then I smiled and thanked Simon for a very good time. He told me the day was still young. I kissed him on the cheek and told him that I was happy that he kept his word. He told me it took me a while to warm him up today, but I finally did. He used a towel to clean me and fortunately I didn’t see the white goo slowly plunge from my pussy. I saw all the sperm on my stomach, Simon wiped. He cleaned me for about four minutes before helping me get dressed. We then drove straight to a small restaurant and we were both hungry for all the sex we had just worked hard. I couldn’t move my body away from Simon and even with people watching my suit, I couldn’t see it anymore.
When we went home about 5:00, that night, my cell phone rang and it was my husband. They were in Dallas and he said he couldn’t talk much, but he’d call me tomorrow. In two minutes, he said he had to run and the short call was suddenly over. I looked at Simon and he looked at me. I smiled and said Wayne would have a upset woman when he came back. Simon asked me why and I told him how Wayne promised me no one else but him would see my photos. During the long journey, we talked about the camera and other things that really bothered me. For once I opened to a guy, but it wasn’t my husband, it was my overexpressed neighbor that I hit my guts. Simon was a great listener when he wanted to be, for that, he wanted to be. Simon said we should make another deal. He told me he knew how scared I was to get the pictures out. He promised me that my photos would never leave his camera if I would give him something in return. The first thing I asked him to do is that he could look for something like that. To my surprise, he told me I could keep the camera for him at all times. I’ve never been able to erase a picture and if I did the case was cancelled. But with that in my possession at any time Simon couldn’t do anything with the photos I didn’t want him to do. It was too good to be true. I asked him what he wanted from me in return, I was hoping it was something I could keep possession of the camera.
I listened to all the words Simon said. He said that every time my husband wasn’t there, I’d do everything Simon wanted so long as nobody I knew saw us and we could keep him secret from Wayne. Simon told me it would be when he was safe and my husband wasn’t home or out of town. I looked at Simon and asked him if it was. I knew he was already doing this to me. Simon told me I had to change his attitude. From now on, when we were together, he was the boss, I was his cute sexy kitten who would do anything for him when he wanted it. I looked at Simon and told him that it was a lot. I asked him how many times he’d come to see me every week. He told me if my husband was here, not twice a week. But he told me that if my husband left, I belonged to him all the time. I had that Simon gave me the camera and I asked again if I would keep it at all times, except when he used it. When Simon hit his head, yes, I jumped on the deal. I wouldn’t have to worry. I was gonna talk to my husband again when he came back. Wayne still had these pictures of me on his phone. Then I started thinking about it, maybe we could do another deal somehow and I’d be completely…
I continued to discuss with everything that came to mind. It was only 20 km away from us that I asked Simon if he had other things that he wanted to be able with me that he couldn’t. I had my hopes asking him what they were. The very first one really floored me. I’d like to bring a friend for a night to see how cute I had a sex toy. I turned my head aside and I said mentally not. I asked Simon what else he might think and it surprised me that he’s not saying anything now. I sat there quietly for a few kilometers and it really disturbed me Simon had these photos that my husband had taken with his cell phone. It was the only thing that wasn’t under my control. I wasn’t sure of that only option he pushed into my knees. I started to remember all the people I didn’t know today at the naked beach that saw me naked. I talked and surprised Simon asking if I knew this person he wanted to bring in once. He hit his head no, he was someone I never met. It was really tempting. I could have control of my life if I worked well. Just as we were shooting in my garage, I turned to Simon and asked him what he would give me if I left this person I didn’t know to come one night. When Simon parked the car all his attention was my way. What do you want?
I kissed him and reminded him how the picture really bothered me. I told him I was angry with Wayne for allowing all these photos out of his control. I told Wayne he’d have tons of photos on the little digital camera in my bag. If he removed the pictures from me on his phone, I’d let him get a friend out of here. Simon didn’t blink an eye. One! I was driven into the living room and Simon turned on his cell phone and turned it into a camera mode. He selected the format memory chip and we both waited about 2 minutes for the phone to say it was done. I caught him and looked at the picture account and he said ZERO. I harassed Wayne and told him it was easier. I saw Wayne shake his shoulder like it was nothing. I was really a happy girl now. How I knew every photo of me was on his computer at his home. He even planned to borrow the camera memory chip when I wasn’t looking and copy it to his computer too. I had gained everything from him mentally, but physically, he would have access to all the bad pictures ever taken from me on his computer sooner or later. I laughed like Wayne stripped me naked and slapped my ass lightly while we both jumped into the naked pool. We collapsed and acted like teenagers. When we went out, I was taken to the room and Simon chose the sexy nightwear that my husband had bought for me.
It was a small pink outfit that looked very soft but was completely seen thru. The outfit came with a small pair of pink panties that were still open to the slot. I let my neighbor dress me and then he sprayed me with perfume and made me settle in the mirror. I came back to Simon sitting on the couch watching TV. We spent all night in the arm. Around 11:15, that night, Simon picked me up like the two guys liked to do and took me to my room. He completely undressed and we hung each other as we did again without really coming to the air. I felt how I had soaked my legs and bed again. I was very turned. I watched Simon turn off the lights and it just hit me he wasn’t coming home tonight. I wasn’t sure what I felt, but her body was wrapped in mine and I felt great that I no longer had to worry about the pictures. I fell in a deep sleep and I didn’t feel Simon getting up about two hours later. He opened my bag, took the camera and ran to his house. 30 minutes later, he was back with every photo that was on his camera now security on his hard disk computers. I didn’t even move when he slipped into bed. I slept like a baby till 7:15 this morning.
I felt my hands rub my tits and then I felt Simon’s stiff tail rub slowly and down my pussy lips from behind. He shot me a little more on my side and when he perfectly aligned himself, he stopped my movement and his cock was firmly placed between my two lips of the pussy. I wasn’t wet yet, but a little more to play and I flooded the bed again with my juice. The second Simon felt the hot liquid cover his dick that he knew I was wet and ready to fuck. Very slowly, he fed me every six or seven inches of his hot dick stiff from behind. He wasn’t in a hurry and I haven’t moved a muscle since he started. It was the morning I could feel with every slow move. This morning I could feel his thick head pushing my lips from the open pussy and slowly force it is all the length in me as my body would allow it. I felt every time his balls rested on the sides of my legs, while he was buried inside me. I moved a little and he quickly held me perfectly quiet. He just wanted to kiss me slowly and feel every inch of his dick disappearing in him.
His hands started playing with my nipples while his very hot dick hit me every two seconds. It was a pretty fuck, something like we did yesterday when he just moved my body around his dick. My body must have felt really good for Simon because he finally caught my ass cheeks and started moving them in circles as he did yesterday. He still fucked me slowly, but my feelings went from his stiff tail that moved slowly inside me to his hands pushing me into the circles. It was part of his game. He was about to screw up and didn’t want to waste one of those shits shooting out. Just as he started sperm, he raised my head and moved my lips to his. All this was to hide the first two explosive stables that would fill me again full of sperm without knowing. Simon was the sweetest character I’ve ever met. He knew a lot more about sex. He had a lot of other friends that he had learned all this. I let him enter my life and now I fell for him even if I still loved my husband a lot. I didn’t know if a woman could love two men at the same time, but it started to happen to me. I had never been taken as such an idiot by a man. I kissed Simon so hard that he fucked me slowly and made me feel like a totally different woman.
As my body turned and I kissed Simon warmly on the lips, my ass was always drawn around in circles and Simon’s hips never changed pace as he slowly fucked me and emptied his dangerous load in my body. For about three minutes, we went out and turned flat on my back while Simon pulled me out and told me not to move. I looked at how he caught a hand lotion and slowly started rubbing it in my boobs. Before I knew it became a complete dismantling of the body and once the white lotion was poured on my pussy, Simon knew that his secret was still safe. I was so easy to deceive compared to single girls that he usually went out. I guess being married to a guy like Wayne trusted me, so I should have. It would probably cost me some ways I didn’t want to think about. Simon slapped my tight little ass and blowed me up and started cooking us a breakfast. We were both naked and helped cook eggs and bacon. We cooked in the nude, ate in the nude, and took a little morning swimming in the nude. It was like I was back in college when I was dating my husband. We stayed in bed a lot, but we never had so much fun because we didn’t have our own place as we did now.
Simon listed a dozen things he wanted me to do. It was Sunday morning and Simon said he had some calls to make. I went there, I took a bath and for the first time I shaved like Simon asked me. I went out and I really tried to fix my face and hair in a way that Simon would like. He said I had to get into something that would turn every head while we walked in the street. I was surprised he’d do anything to me. I put a little skirt and a top I knew how to make. I wanted to make Simon happy and I knew this outfit would. I came to the living room and Simon was just hanging on the phone. He looked at me and said he couldn’t have done better. I had a little pink skirt on this barely hanging on my back. I paired it with a pretty white blouse that showed a little more of my boobs then I had already shown before. The shirt was made to wear a bra, but for Simon I left it as I knew he would. I ended the outfit with sassy pink heels that were as tall as all my others, but these heels were as sharp as a piece of pencil. I never tried to walk in heels as thin and knew that once I took a few steps, it was a huge mistake. It was too late when my neighbor saw me. He liked the whole outfit and I’d be almost there all day.