My wife the sex slave
Chapter 1: The many thoughts of things to come...
After submitting my wife to the lifestyle and having a few threesomes under our belt, she likes to refer to herself as a veteran already. Now to add to her role as the becoming professional she calls herself, she has actually given myself and any guys I may have invited to join us for funzies, a taste of our own medicine. Here I was thinking two guys decimating a tiny framed hot ass would require little to barely any work at all but damn, I was sadly mistaken!
One evening following some adventurous fun amongst ourselves involving pleasures of the flesh, she laid there looking at me and out of nowhere she asks me " So, what are some other things you would like to have done to me?" It kinda took me off guard. I asked "What do you mean, have done to you?" She continued to gaze at the look on my face and said, "I know there are tons of naughty and nasty things you want to do to me or have done to me, so lets talk about it." I didn't know what to say! For once, I was speechless. The typical redundant conveyor belt of dirty information machine also known as my brain, had met its match.
Was this the opportunity for me to live out whatever pornographic scenario I have ever known? Was she giving me the golden ticket or the epic Hall Pass to make something unworldly happen? Its like I stopped thinking about what she had even asked me and I was off chasing miniature floating pussies and cocks down a mysterious..."ARE YOU GONNA JUST SIT THERE AND STARE OFF INTO SPACE OR ARE YOU ABOUT TO FALL ASLEEP?" her voice echoed through my head as my eyes displayed a horizontal gaze. Absolutely not about to fall asleep baby, I was in a deep thought of the endless possibilities regarding the things I would love to do to you and your body. I asked her If I could bring up the subject the following night so that I had a little more time to piece together a Mischievous concoction of pleasurable torment and have it prepped for the offering.
The following morning came and I pounced out of bed probably more excited than 3 juvenile boys waking up to the best Christmas ever with a memory that came complete and downloaded with any and every stash of porn I ever owned. Every position, contraption,and scenario I could observe whilst my eyes slightly closed while scanning my memory in search for any and all naughty and nasty acts I would want to submit my lovely wife to almost seemed to come at will. I started to feel overwhelmed with all of the possibilities now at my disposal. I could set the stage for a Houston 500 - like gangbang but she would kill me for that one I'm almost sure of it. A much smaller enclave would be much better suited and less likely to have a nuclear fallout with the better half.
I've always heard that small or little can be more than enough if the proper equipment or subjects are involved. Its like the saying,"slow is smooth and smooth is fast". I was always subject to Stealth, Speed and lots of v******e to get the job done. Okay, getting off point here.
Other than inviting some peeps over and unleashing a sword melee on my wife, I could put her in a position to put what I hold in regard as her best skill, a messy blow bang with myself along with 3 to 4 acquaintances. I have to remind myself that shes 5'2 and maybe 115 lbs but has an expanding talent and she loves to feel my cock grow inside her mouth. I know how she gets when it's just me throwing my cock around so when she has her work cut out for her, that will be something I will be waiting to see and watch how my tiny sex slave does under pressure. Then again that's only two options of endless naughtyness to choose from.
End of chapter 1
After submitting my wife to the lifestyle and having a few threesomes under our belt, she likes to refer to herself as a veteran already. Now to add to her role as the becoming professional she calls herself, she has actually given myself and any guys I may have invited to join us for funzies, a taste of our own medicine. Here I was thinking two guys decimating a tiny framed hot ass would require little to barely any work at all but damn, I was sadly mistaken!
One evening following some adventurous fun amongst ourselves involving pleasures of the flesh, she laid there looking at me and out of nowhere she asks me " So, what are some other things you would like to have done to me?" It kinda took me off guard. I asked "What do you mean, have done to you?" She continued to gaze at the look on my face and said, "I know there are tons of naughty and nasty things you want to do to me or have done to me, so lets talk about it." I didn't know what to say! For once, I was speechless. The typical redundant conveyor belt of dirty information machine also known as my brain, had met its match.
Was this the opportunity for me to live out whatever pornographic scenario I have ever known? Was she giving me the golden ticket or the epic Hall Pass to make something unworldly happen? Its like I stopped thinking about what she had even asked me and I was off chasing miniature floating pussies and cocks down a mysterious..."ARE YOU GONNA JUST SIT THERE AND STARE OFF INTO SPACE OR ARE YOU ABOUT TO FALL ASLEEP?" her voice echoed through my head as my eyes displayed a horizontal gaze. Absolutely not about to fall asleep baby, I was in a deep thought of the endless possibilities regarding the things I would love to do to you and your body. I asked her If I could bring up the subject the following night so that I had a little more time to piece together a Mischievous concoction of pleasurable torment and have it prepped for the offering.
The following morning came and I pounced out of bed probably more excited than 3 juvenile boys waking up to the best Christmas ever with a memory that came complete and downloaded with any and every stash of porn I ever owned. Every position, contraption,and scenario I could observe whilst my eyes slightly closed while scanning my memory in search for any and all naughty and nasty acts I would want to submit my lovely wife to almost seemed to come at will. I started to feel overwhelmed with all of the possibilities now at my disposal. I could set the stage for a Houston 500 - like gangbang but she would kill me for that one I'm almost sure of it. A much smaller enclave would be much better suited and less likely to have a nuclear fallout with the better half.
I've always heard that small or little can be more than enough if the proper equipment or subjects are involved. Its like the saying,"slow is smooth and smooth is fast". I was always subject to Stealth, Speed and lots of v******e to get the job done. Okay, getting off point here.
Other than inviting some peeps over and unleashing a sword melee on my wife, I could put her in a position to put what I hold in regard as her best skill, a messy blow bang with myself along with 3 to 4 acquaintances. I have to remind myself that shes 5'2 and maybe 115 lbs but has an expanding talent and she loves to feel my cock grow inside her mouth. I know how she gets when it's just me throwing my cock around so when she has her work cut out for her, that will be something I will be waiting to see and watch how my tiny sex slave does under pressure. Then again that's only two options of endless naughtyness to choose from.
End of chapter 1
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