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What else could a man want? Part 3

My quiet, shy little catholic girl wife had really come out of her shell for good. Over the course of the next year I lost count of how many guys she fucked. Every time she had a layover in another city I was getting a call that she was getting ready to fuck some guy. She would put them on the phone and I would tell him what she liked; name calling, a little rough (no marks), dominated, and then they would put the phone down so I could hear everything. When the guy was finished she would get back on the phone and we would finish the conversation like this; “Did he fuck you good?” “Yes.” “Did he cum in your pussy?” “Yes.” “Did you lick his cock clean after he came in your pussy?” “Yes.” “Is the cum still dripping out of your pussy?” “Yes.” “Put your finger in your pussy and scoop some cum out, then taste it and tell me what it tastes like.” My dick got sore from jacking off so much.

These sexual escapades were fun, but as it is with all fantasy chasing, the fantasy would lose some luster once fulfilled and the fantasy would morph into some variation of the original. Being dominated became her drug of choice, “Just tell me to fuck some stranger and I’ll do it,” she would say. We started out a new scenario in Palm Springs. Chastity would have to fuck anybody I told her to, without question and without hesitation. She wore a black, long-sleeved, tight-fitting turtleneck cotton dress that was hemmed just above the half-way point between her crotch and her knees. Whenever she sat down the dress just barely covered her pussy. And, of course, no bra or panties. Add the high heels, loop earrings, and makeup and it was a stunning look. We called this her “Look at me!” (LAM) look. When she would walk into a room like that every person in the room would stop and look – even the women. She was so stunningly beautiful that she was intimidating to most men. They would never dream of scoring with such a beautiful woman and, like most men, fearing rejection, would not even approach her. Well, the name of the new game was domination and the rules were pretty simple. She had to do ANYTHING I told her to do without complaint, conversation, or hesitation. And my first order was equally simple, she had to let guys do anything they wanted to her, anywhere they wanted, anytime they wanted. Well, how is that going to work out if everyone is afraid to approach her. Simple, I would tell them what to do as well.

We were driving in my Mercedes with no particular destination in mind, maybe a club or a party if we could find one. We had both been drinking all afternoon and were both a little intoxicated. It is important to make that point because what I did next was totally out of character for me and I probably would not have done it if I was sober. We were stopping at a liquor store to get some more to drink when I spotted two guys walking on the sidewalk. One was about 18 but the other one was a little younger, maybe 16 or 17. I pulled up next to them with them on the passenger side of the car. I rolled the window down and asked them if they knew where some fictitious club I invented was at. When they approached the window and looked inside their eyes almost jumped out of their heads. I was struggling to stretch out the conversation and let them get a good look at those exotic legs and where they met just about an inch or two above the dress hem line. “Hold on,” I said, “Let me pull over and get off of the sidewalk.” I pulled into a parking lot and intentionally parked towards the back with two cars shielding us from the street. I got out and went to the back of the car and the two guys came over to me. I said, “I saw the way you looked at my wife. Do you think she is beautiful?” “Yes,” they said in unison. I went on, “Would you like to see more?” They looked at each other for a moment then the older one said, “Sure!” “OK’” I said, “Let’s play a little game. I have here a twenty-dollar bill for each of you. If I tell you to do something to her and if she tries to stop you then I will give you each twenty dollars.” “What do we have to do?” the older one asked. “Well, it’s very simple.” I said, “She is being punished for having an affair with someone. I found out about it and now she has to do anything I tell her to do tonight. What I want you to do is wait for me to get back in the car then go to her side and open the door. Reach in, put your fingers under her chin and gently raise her head up. Then lean in and start kissing her, very passionately. You do know how to French kiss don’t you? Good. After about 20 seconds of kissing her then reach down and put your hand on her big tits, then start feeling them – she is not wearing a bra (or panties for that matter) so it will feel very natural. After another 20 seconds or so, while still holding that kiss, reach down between her legs and start finger banging her. Can you do that? If she tries to stop you at any time then I give you the twenty dollars.” They looked at each other then the older one said, “I don’t know.” I responded, “When will you ever get another opportunity to kiss and fondle such a beautiful woman?” “OK,” he said, “I’ll do it.” I added, “You both have to do it, one right after the other.” The older one looked at the younger one and said, “He’ll do it. I’ll go first.” I went to the car and got back in. The only thing I said was, “Remember, ANYTHING they want to do.”

To the older guy’s credit, he did it exactly as I explained it. He passionately kissed her, he fondled those magnificent tits, and then he finger banged her pussy. Chastity started gently moaning when his finger went inside her pussy and I could tell she was warming up to this. When the younger guy took his turn, he was a little hesitant at first but soon got the knack of it, so much so that he banged her for a lot longer than 20 seconds. When they were done I got out of the car to continue the discussion. “Did you like that?” I asked. “Yeah!” they both said. “Would you like to see more of her?” Oh boy, did they ever! “OK then, is there someplace a little more private where we can take her?” The older one said, “Sometimes people just park out in the desert on one of those dirt roads and make out.” “OK,” I said, “Let’s take her there. I’ll put her in the back seat with one of you on each side of her. I’ll have her put her arms up around the back of each of you and you each put an arm over hers. That will kind of pin her down. But don’t do anything until I give you a code phrase, then you can pick up where you left off with her. By the way, the code phrase is fuck like a whore. When you hear that, go to it.” I went back to the car and got Chastity out and put her into the back seat. Both of them got in on either side of her and closed their doors. I said to Chastity, “Put your arms up on the top of the seats, behind their heads.” After she did so they put their arms over hers. I pulled out of the parking lot and headed out of town for a spot in the desert. As we were heading out of town Chastity asked, “Where are we going?” I responded, “To a place for you to do what you do best.” “What is that?” she asked. “Fuck like a whore!” I said rather loudly. They recognized the code phrase and did not hesitate to pick up where they let off. One was kissing her and fondling her tits while the other one was finger banging her. After a few minutes I said, “Pull her dress up above her tits so you can get a good look at them.” They pulled her dress up all the way to her neck and those big beautiful firm tits plopped out and stood at attention. And, of course, her pussy was fully exposed. They both immediately stared sucking those perfect nipples. It was an almost full moon and it didn’t take long to find a secluded spot off of a dirt road where we could park. I stopped the car and looked into the rear-view mirror where the older one had a very anxious look on his face. I knew exactly what he was thinking, ‘Am I going to get to fuck this beautiful woman?’ His eyes caught mine in the rear-view mirror and I simply asked, “Do you want to fuck that whore?” “YES!” he responded. “Well then, go ahead, fuck her like the dirty fucking whore that she is.” The younger one got out and went around to the front passenger seat so they could have the whole back seat to themselves. As usual, I provided the narrative. “That dirty little slut likes to fuck strangers and make them cum in her pussy. She is a nasty fucking whore. Go ahead and cum in her pussy.” Well, as expected, that didn’t take long. He shot his load into her and immediately pulled out of her. Almost like he was no stranger to this he said, “Next!” and got out of the car. I turned to the younger one and asked, “Have you had sex yet?” He just shook his head no. “It will come very natural to you. Just stick you cock inside of her and let the rest happen naturally.” He did as instructed, although he fumbled around a lot. When he finally got on top of her he had a little trouble getting it in so Chastity grabbed his cock and guided it into her pussy. “Fuck me!” she said. I added, “Yeah! Fuck that dirty whore.” It took all of about 10 seconds for him to come. He seemed a little embarrassed so I said, “That’s OK. Sit up on the right side of the seat. Don’t pull your pants up yet.” Then I turned to Chastity and said, “Lick his cock clean you cock-sucking slut!” She put his cock in her mouth and he came again! She just kept sucking on it and he just about went crazy. When she stopped I said to the older one, “Get back there and let her clean your cock too.” He did as I said and he came again as well. When they were both done Chastity got in the front seat and starting repairing her makeup while the guys got in the back.

We drove back to where we picked them up and I parked on the side of the building, pretty much out of sight of everyone. I got out and the guys followed. I gave then some final (kinky) instructions on how to say their goodbyes. I went back to the car and told Chastity to get out and say goodbye to them. The younger one was first. He hugged her and felt those impressive tits one last time. He gave her a kiss on the cheek, which I expected. Young guys are reluctant to kiss a woman after they have had a cock in their mouth, especially someone else’s cock. The older one stepped up to have his turn and did exactly as I instructed him to. He slapped her fairly hard then pushed her against the car and said, “You are a good fucking whore. How about I round up some friends and come to your place and r*pe you?” Chastity was not expecting this, I had not forewarned her, but then I was not shocked by her response either. “Don’t tease me unless you are serious,” she said, “How many guys can you find?” Then they left and we continued our search for some more unsuspecting, whore-loving cocks.

We went to a club and I was parking the car when I saw a guy leaving, apparently heading for his car. I quickly pulled into a vacant spot and got out of the car, evidently closer to the front door of the club than he was because it was evident that he was going to walk right past me. “Anything going inside the club tonight?” I asked. “No,” he responded, “It is pretty quiet in there tonight.” “No action with the ladies? I queried. “Afraid not,” he said, “A couple of cute gals in there but they don’t seem interested in guys, if you know what I mean.” “Yeah, I know what you mean,” I replied, “Too bad. But listen, if you are just looking for a quick score then maybe I can help.” He didn’t take long to consider that idea, “How so, I could go for a quick lay. You know somebody?” I smiled and said, “How about a beautiful, big-titted, cock sucking cum-slut?” “And where, exactly, would we find such a treasure?” he asked. With that I gave him the game plan; open the car door, start kissing her, feel her tits, finger bang her. He looked at the car but from where we were standing he could only see someone sitting in the front passenger seat, but not any real details. I added, “Trust me, she is so beautiful you might just cum in your pants just looking at her. Just wait for me to get back in the driver’s seat then go open the door. No need to knock, just open it like you would open your own door.” I turned and went back to the car. Just a couple of seconds after I closed my door he opened the passenger side front door. At first, he hesitated. I think he was more than a little shocked at the sight before him. I could see his eyes take her in, head to toe, then all he said was, “Wow!” Then he proceeded to kiss her, not the cautious type of approach the two young guys had used, but an aggressive and deeply passionate kiss. I thought he was trying to check out her tonsils with his tongue. When he started feeling her tits he pulled away from the kiss just long enough to say, “God damn,” then proceeded with another aggressive kiss. When he put his hand under her dress and started playing with her pussy he pulled away from the kiss again and said, “Spread your legs, real wide.” He then proceeded to finger bang her with one, then two, then three fingers. Chastity had never been fisted (to my knowledge), or at least had never confided that to me when we would do the post-game recap when she was away and she would tell me how the guy fucked her, and I was looking at her to see if she was showing any kind of discomfort. If so, I would have stopped it. But she laid her head back, moaned a little then said to the guy, “Do you like that as much as I do?” That made him shift into a higher gear and he was trying to set a record for how many penetrations into a pussy with his fingers he could make in 60 seconds. “STOP!” Chastity said, rather loudly. I thought ‘Oh Oh, he went too far.’ Not hardly. She said, “Let me get out.” He stood back and watched her swing one leg out, and with some hesitation, then the other one. Her dress had already slipped up to her waist so this made for one of those magical movie moments. Kind of like a casual, but intentional, display of her pussy. She stood up and immediately put her arms around his neck and started kissing him. After a few moments she said, “Let’s get in the back seat.” She got in first and ended up in the seat behind me. He got into the rear-passenger seat across from me so I had a pretty good view. Chastity said, “Pull your pants down. Show me your cock.” He did as instructed. She got up on the seat on her hands and knees and started sucking his cock. He gave me a look like ‘Is this really happening?’ I reached back and started pulling her dress up, all the way to her neck, to expose her best feature. When those tits fell out of the fabric he went for them without hesitation. Every time she moved her head down to take all of his cock in her mouth her tits would gently sway back and forth. After about a minute she pulled up and said, “I don’t want you to cum in my mouth.” This produced a strained grimace from him, but after a slight delay for effect she said, “I want you to cum in my pussy.” The stained grimace vanished. She went on, “I’ve already been fucked by a couple of really young guys tonight but I need more. I need to be fucked by a man!” She made him scoot over to the center of the seat then swung her leg over him and mounted him. While she was grabbing his cock to guide it in her I could see him staring at those perfect tits just about an inch in front of his nose. When she got his cock inside her she started moving up and down, she was going to do all the work on this one. He grabbed those tits and started sucking on them. He seemed a little confused because he kept going from one to the other, back and forth, like he couldn’t make up his mind which one tasted the best. After a couple of minutes Chastity suddenly stooped and said, “Let’s take this to the room.” OK by me. The guy pulled his pants up and I said, “We are right off the main highway about a mile from here. She will ride with you and show you where to park.” They got out and headed for his car. I pulled out and went straight to the parking structure of our timeshare, parked the car then waited there. They were about 1 minute behind me.

We walked to the room without conversation. As soon as we entered the room and closed the door Chastity turned and pushed the guy against the wall and said, “I like it rough.” The guy grabbed her hair in the back of her head and pulled her forward for a passionate kiss. She let his lips almost make contact with hers then pushed him away, rather violently. “I said I like it rough!” He thought he knew her meaning so he spun her around and slammed her against the wall and went in for the kiss. Again, she pushed him away then slapped him about as hard as she could, saying, “You fucking bastard. I said ROUGH!” He looked at me with a ‘what the fuck’ look. I just shrugged my shoulders and said, “Just r*pe the bitch, but don’t leave any marks on her, especially on her face.” So, he did. He slapped her so hard it almost knocked her down. Then grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back up and said, “Take that dress off you fucking slut.” When she had it pulled way up and over her head, but while her head was still covered, he punched her in the stomach. As she bent forward from the impact of the blow he grabbed the dress and yanked it all the way off of her. Then he grabbed her hair again, pulled her up and slapped her again. Then he threw her on the sofa bed and jumped on top of her. This was definitely a lot rougher than she had ever had it before (again, to my knowledge. What she did on those layover trips was anyone’s guess). I kept eye contact with her waiting for her to give me some sign that this was going too far, but that signal never came. He ended up raping her for about an hour. He rammed his cock down her throat and made her gag – if she didn’t do exactly as he said, he slapped the shit out of her, all of this while calling her every disparaging name he could think off. Slut – whore – cocksucker – bitch – cum slut – and each name was usually accompanied with a slap or a punch to the stomach. I was beginning to think that he might have some anger management issues. And yet, if he wasn’t rough enough for her standards she would reach up and slap him, calling him a ‘dirty bastard’ or ‘weak motherfucker’, which just fired him up again. He fucked her in just about every position imaginable (this guy probably had a copy of the Kama Sutra on his coffee table at home). But the most incredible thing about the evening was her physical control. You see, tonight she was wearing pumps (“fuck me pumps”, she called them), and went through the whole ordeal without having one come off. That takes a certain kind of talent!

When the guy was finished and left, Chastity just laid there. She was definitely spent. “Are you sore?” I asked, “He certainly gave that pussy a workout.” “Yes,” she responded, “I don’t know if I can take anymore.” Well, that was a first! “OK,” I said. Don’t clean up yet. Just fix your lipstick and I’ll jack off on that beautiful face.” I did enjoy cumming on her face almost as much as fucking her. She was so beautiful. I loved to get my cock just to the point of orgasm then place the tip of my dick gently on those beautiful closed lips with that bright red lipstick on and cause the first squirt to kind of shoot-out both sides of her lips. She would open her mouth and the second stroke and squirt would go inside and down her throat. Then she would take the whole thing inside and drive me crazy by trying to milk it dry.

The next morning, we did something that we rarely did, talk about the night before. We were both like different people from our normal lives to our sex lives, by that I mean our outside sex lives. At home, everything was normal, we would have sex like normal married people. Aside from dressing sexy for me we did not venture too far into the world of fantasy. I did not call her names like whore, or slut, even if we were having an argument. When we went out and ventured into sex with other people our different personas came out. And when it was over, it was over. We just did not talk about it the next day. We just acted like it never happened. But this morning was a little different. Her aggressiveness took me by surprise and her tolerance for the beating she took down right shocked me. “What got into you last night, “I asked, “I have never seen you like that before. Don’t you know it’s not a good idea to start a slapping contest with someone who is bigger than you?” “I don’t know,” she said. I think it was the two young guys. I found that very exciting, very sexy. I’m pretty sure it was the first time having intercourse for the young one and the thought of me being his first was very empowering. And when we were saying goodbye and the older one slapped me and said he was going to r*pe me next time I almost had an orgasm right there.” “Well,” I responded, “It was pretty exciting for me as well, I was imagining that it was me having my first sexual experience, and with a beautiful woman as well. It was quite the turn-on. However, I must admit that if I had not been drunk as well I never would have done that. It could get both of us in a lot of trouble having sex with minors.” “Yes,” she added, “I know. And we need to be careful in the future. But I guess it was similar to my infatuation with having a strange cock inside me. Having sex with someone, anyone, for the first time is always exciting. That excitement quickly diminishes with every subsequent encounter with the same person. You must admit, even though our sex life at home is still pretty good it can’t compare to the first time we did it.” I certainly had to agree with that, and therein lies the problem with most marriages. They equate love with sex, and sex with love. That has never been a problem for me. Love is an emotion. Sex is biological. I may have sex with someone because I love them and I want them to reach an emotional high through orgasm, but I can also have sex with someone for no other reason than to reach my own emotional high through orgasm. And I can certainly love someone without having sex with them at all. “What about the rough stuff?” I asked, “Did you enjoy being r*ped by a stranger? “ “Yes,” she said without hesitation. She went on, “That is the quintessential situation of having a strange cock inside of me, and the more aggressive he became the more I could feel the control I had of driving him crazy. Those two things combined made it great. Once he had his cock inside of me I really didn’t care what he did to me, I just wanted to feel his building aggressiveness. The harder he fucked me the more control I felt. I was manipulating his aggressiveness. So really, who r*ped who?” This was certainly making me think. This was a turn that was certainly unexpected. “So, is this going to be the new norm? You getting r*ped by a stranger?” I asked. “Maybe,” she said. “Maybe we could get that young guy to carry out his threat! That would be the best of all worlds, getting r*ped by a bunch of really young guys, some of them it being their first time having sex with a woman.” “OK,” I said, “But we have to develop some rules and safety signals. First of all, I don’t think it is safe to play out a r*pe fantasy if I am not there with you – in the same room. It could get out of hand quickly and you might not be able to stop it. Secondly, we need to develop some signals between us so I know if I should make them tone it down or stop it all together.” “Deal,” she responded. And that was that! The next time she should get r*ped (and there would be many) I would be standing by to intervene if she wanted me to. But it was no surprise that she never gave me that signal.

We did not intentionally seek out under-aged boys for future encounters, it was just too risky. But sooner or later an opportunity would arise and it would happen. When it did, it seemed so natural. We had a dog with separation issues that liked to destroy the house when we were gone. We had coyotes in the area and never let him out at night, so we hired a dog sitter named Trevor (who was 16) to sit with him while we went out at night. I had become a little paranoid that Trevor might be going into our bedroom and snooping around, maybe sniffing some of Chastity’s used underwear. But I also had some weapons in there that I did not want him messing with, so I set up a discrete surveillance camera with motion detection to monitor that potential problem.

Trevor was babysitting the dog one evening when Chastity had gone to a birthday party for one of the girls in her little social circle. We did this several times and it worked out pretty well. The girls would meet at a restaurant and have a good time, usually drinking too much to safely drive home, so a few of the husbands would gather in the bar and have a couple of beers while waiting to drive the women home. This particular time it got a little out of hand. The women got hammered, and the men got drunk, including me. When we arrived home, Chastity was essentially passed out. She was just conscious enough to unsteadily walk so I was able to get her out of the car and upstairs to the bedroom. As we started up the stairs I turned to Trevor and said, “I’ll be right back to pay you. Let me get her situated first.” I took her upstairs and sat her on the edge of the bed. By that time, she could not sit up straight and I had a hard time getting her dress off of her. When I finally pulled it off, she flopped down of the bed, passed out. I tried to wake her up but she was definitely out. I stepped back and looked at her. She still had her high heels and loop earrings on, and nothing else. I put her legs up on the bed and arranged her into a perfect sleeping position on her side, head on the pillow with her face just at the edge of the bed, one arm under the pillow. I moved her legs a little so that both of them would lay on the bed instead of one on top of the other. I stepped back again and looked. Incredibly beautiful! Incredibly sexy! And then I had a thought that made my dick really hard. I went downstairs and sat on the couch. I asked Trevor how the evening had been and he said, ”Quiet.” I went on to tell him how everyone at the party had too much to drink and now Chastity was passed out upstairs. I fumbled around for my wallet (pretending anyway) and said, “Oh crap,” I can’t find my wallet. Trevor, I am too drunk to climb those stairs again, can you please go upstairs and see if my wallet is on the bed? And don’t be afraid to roll Chastity over and make sure she is not laying on it. She is so out of it she won’t wake up until morning.” “OK,” he said. And upstairs he went. I had the surveillance camera rigged to the downstairs TV and could monitor the goings on in the bedroom real-time. I watched as Trevor entered the room and stopped short. He looked at her with mouth agape. Then he looked back behind him to make sure that I was still downstairs. I could tell that he was trying to figure out how much he could get away with. He went over to the bed and just stared at her. Finally, he gently took her arm and tried to roll her over. She didn’t stir. Then he looked back at the door to make sure the coast was clear and reached over and touched her tit. Gently and tentatively at first, but when she still didn’t stir he fondled it more assertively. After about a minute or so I shouted, “Trevor, did you find it yet.” “No.” he shouted back. Chastity still didn’t stir so I shouted back up, ”OK, I’ll be right up.” I quickly jumped up and headed up the stairs. Trevor left the bedroom and met me at the top of the stairs with a very perplexed look on his face. He wasn’t sure what was going on and probably thought he might get accused of doing something inappropriate. “Come with me,” I said. He followed me into the bedroom. Chastity still lay there on her side with her head turned to one side and those beautiful painted lips just begging to be kissed. “She is beautiful, isn’t she?” I asked. “Yes”, he responded. “Go up to her and put your lips gently on hers.” He looked at me with a shocked look. “Go ahead, it’s OK. She won’t wake up until morning, and even then, she won’t remember a thing. I see the way you always look at her when we are going out. I know what you think, how great it would be to kiss those perfect lips. Go ahead and kiss her.” He reached over and gave her a little peck. “You can do better than that,” I said. He kissed her again, this time hard enough to come back with lipstick on his mouth. “What do you think about those tits?” I asked. “Great!” he said. “Go ahead and touch them, feel them, feel how nice and firm they are.” He did with little hesitation or trepidation this time. “Go ahead and kiss those nipples. Suck on then if you want.” “Now touch her pussy – like this.” I spread her legs a little more and put my fingers on the outside of her pussy. After about 10 seconds I pulled away and said, “Your turn. Go ahead, touch her pussy.” He placed three fingers on the outside of her pussy and started rubbing it back and forth. After a minute or so I said, “Go ahead and take your middle finger and put it inside her pussy.” He did, and I could tell he was getting ready to shoot his wad. “Can you get your finger all the way in? Put it in as far as it will go.” After another minute I asked, “Do you masturbate?” He just nodded. “OK, I want you to take your dick out and gently place the head of it on her lips. Just barely touch it.” He sheepishly undid his pants and did as instructed. As soon as his dick touched her lips he came, shooting a small stream of white cum all over her lips. She still didn’t stir. “OH!” he said, “I’m sorry!” “Don’t be,” I responded, “that was what was supposed to happen. If she had been awake she would have opened her mouth and let you cum inside it. By the way, I saw what you did to her before I came up. I have a recording of it.” I pointed up and showed him the camera. I went on, “Here is the deal; you can never tell anyone what you did here tonight, not even your best friend. He will tell another friend, who will tell another friend, who will tell a parent, and Chastity and I will both get into a lot of trouble. We could go to jail and you will be treated like you have some sort of disease. Not to mention the fact that if you do tell anybody you will never be able to do something like this again - ever. So, you must keep this a secret. If you want more, and there may be more, you cannot tell anyone. OK?” “OK,” he said. I had him go into the bathroom and clean up then took him home. Again, had I been sober I never would have done this, but another genie was out of the bottle and it would be a fool’s errand to try and put it back in.

Not far from where we lived was a biker bar in a rural setting. An old high school friend of mine was the coordinator for the Bud-Light Girls, staging their appearances at various bars throughout the county. He had told me that he and the girls would be at this bar and suggested that Chastity and I come on down. We did, after setting Trevor up to babysit the dog. Chastity put on her LAM look, that short, tight, tight-fitting long sleeved turtle neck dress with no bra or panties, high heels, loop earrings, and of course, an application of model quality makeup. As usual, she was stunning. When we were leaving the house I saw the way Trevor was looking at her and knew exactly what he was thinking. When we got into the car I said, “I forgot my wallet. I’ll be right back.” I went back into the house and caught Trevor heading for the bathroom – he was going to jack off right away. I told him, “Don’t jack off. Try to hold it until we get back. We might have some action.” He just nodded and headed back towards the couch.

When we arrived at the bar my friend and one Bud Light girl were the only ones there from the promotion. There a lot of guys there, all without their wives or girlfriends, hoping to see the Bud Light Girls in their tight T-shirts and short shorts. My friend was stressing, “Man, I think a lot of these girls aren’t going to show up tonight. This might be a bust.” We were sitting at a table with two seats on either side. A guy came up to Chastity holding a Bud Light Calendar and asked Chastity to sign it. She said, “I’m not a Bud Light Girl.” He responded, “I don’t care!” I turned to my friend the promoter and shrugged. He said, “I don’t care either. Thanks for helping out.” Over the course of the next hour several guys approached us asking Chastity to sign a calendar. Some of them bought her (and me) drinks. After a couple of hours, I saw an opportunity that I just could not pass up. Chastity was having a great time flirting with all the guys and that first guy that had approached came back over to chat a little bit. I pulled over a chair on the other side of Chastity and invited him to join us. When he did I ordered 5 shots of Cuervo 1800. When they arrived, Chastity asked, “Why 5?” I said, “The first one is for you alone.” She looked a me with a sly smile and knew what I was thinking, so she downed it. After a few more minutes I proposed a toast for all three of us. Down they went. Some small talk went on for about another 10-15 minutes then I reminded Chastity that there was one shot left and I’m sure it had her name on it. She downed it without hesitation. We had developed this signal where I would squeeze her upper thigh indicating that I wanted her to get up and go to the restroom for however many minutes that corresponded with the number of times I squeezed her. She immediately excused herself and went to the restroom for 5 minutes.

I asked the guy if he thought she was cute. “No,” he said, “She is beautiful. And what an incredible body!” I thanked him for the compliment and went on to tell him of this little game we liked to play; open the car door, kiss her, feel her tits, bang her, and if she got excited enough she might even suck his cock. “Are you kidding me?” he asked. “No – not at all,” I said, “When she comes out we will leave. Come out after us but keep some distance until we get situated in the car then you can make your move.” Chastity came back from the restroom having fixed her makeup. We said some normal goodbyes and walked out. When we got into the car I said, “Remember, ANYTHING he wants.”

The guy did as directed and laid some seriously passionate kissing on her. He fondled those great tits and finger banged her until she moaned. When he finally pulled away I suggested he get into the back seat with her. She sucked his cock and then had him move to the center of the seat. She pulled her dress up to her neck and mounted him. She started fucking him really good and I launched into my narrative; “She likes to make strangers cum in her pussy. Tell her what a good whore she is! Talk dirty to her.” That didn’t take much prompting, he said, “I wanted to fuck that beautiful mouth the first time I laid eyes on you. I was wondering if those beautiful tits were real of fake, but I can see now that they are natural. I love to suck big tits. I love to fuck a beautiful slut. Fuck me you cocksucking whore!” “Cum in her pussy,” I shouted, “I like to fuck her while she still has cum dripping out of her pussy from the last guy she fucked. Fuck her good. Cum in that slut pussy.” He pulled away from sucking her tits just long enough to add, “You are a good fucking whore!” After a few more minutes he let out a shout as he came. As she got off of him I asked him, “Think any of your friends inside would like some of that?” “Hell yes!” he responded. “Why don’t you go get a few of them and come back. Explain to them how the game is played. He jumped out and headed for the bar.

We were parked by a ditch and I had backed the car into the spot so there was nothing behind us but a darkened hill. With vans on both sides of us we had a great secluded spot. Chastity and I got out of the car on the passenger side and left the door open. We then opened the back door and stood behind it, giving a good barrier between us and the street. I pulled her dress up all the way to her neck just as 4 guys were approaching us. One of them asked, “What’s going on?” I said, “She wanted some more cock and I was getting ready to give it to her. Perhaps you would like to do the honors.” That was all that needed to be said. They came around behind the back door as well and one guy pulled out his cock. She bent over and started sucking it. Another guy pulled his cock out and started fucking her from behind. The other two guys got on each side of her and held those big tits as they swayed back and forth with each thrust from the guy behind. The first guy to cum was the one in her pussy. When he pulled it out a big load spilled out of her pussy and into the dirt. Damn! I would have liked to have saved that for later. Then the other guy came in her mouth. Both of them stepped away and the other two guys took over their positions. When both of those guys finally came we casually said goodbye and headed home. I put a towel down on the seat so all that cum would not leave a stain, then I pulled out a flask of tequila out of the glove compartment and told her, “Take some. Got to keep the buzz going.” She did, then started fixing her lipstick again. I just looked at her and said, “I love to watch you fuck like a whore. You are the best whore I have ever had my cock in.” Then I grabbed her tit, kissed her and said, “Close your legs real tight. Keep that cum inside you until we get home.” By the time we got home, all that liquor had taken hold. She could hardly keep her eyes open and I had to help her walk as we entered the door to our house. I immediately asked Trevor to go to the bathroom and get a towel and place it on the couch. I sat Chastity down in the middle and motioned Trevor to sit down on the other side of her. I put her arms up on the top of the back cushions and placed my arm over hers, telling Trevor to do the same. Then I looked at Trevor and said, “Whatever I say and whatever I do to her, you say and do the exact same thing.” He nodded. I looked at Chastity and asked, “Chastity, how many guys did you fuck tonight?” as I grabbed her tit and started fondling it. “Huh?” was all she said. “You fucking whore!” Then I kissed her very passionately. When I pulled away I looked at Trevor and nodded to him that it was his turn. To his credit, he did it without hesitation or trepidation. Then I pulled her dress up around her neck. We both started feeling her tits and finger banging her. I said to Trevor, “You see, she IS a fucking whore. She fucked 5 guys in the parking lot at the bar.” Then I laid her down on the couch with her head towards the edge of the seat. “Pull you cock out and stick it in her mouth,” I demanded. He did, but unlike that last time when she did not stir, this time she was slightly conscious and opened her mouth when his cock touched her lips. He stuck it in and she instinctively started sucking it. But, as to be expected, he didn’t last long. But when he did cum she didn’t stop sucking. If fact, she got more aggressive. Trevor got to experience that incredible feeling of enjoying it so much he begged her to stop. After he finally pulled it out I got her to sit up. I stood her up and started taking her upstairs. I told Trevor to just wait a minute.

I took her upstairs and laid her on the bed. Then I took some plastic ties and tied each wrist to its corresponding ankle. She was laid out in the missionary position, still only barely conscious. I called Trevor to come upstairs. He stopped short again upon entering the room, looked at her, then looked at me. I said, “This fucking slut already fucked 5 guys tonight, might as well have one more. Get up here and fuck this whore.” He pulled his pants down and his dick was still rock hard. I wasn’t sure if he could cum again but I could coach him a bit. After he got his cock inside of her and started thrusting it in her I said, “Grab those tits. Now slap one of them. Now slap her in the face. She is a fucking whore – go ahead and slap her. Now slap her again and tell her she is a dirty fucking whore – a nasty little cum-slut. A cocksucking whore!” He did cum again! I said, “Stick your cock back in her mouth. Make her clean it up.” When he moved to place his cock in her mouth I said, “I’m going to fuck her too. I’ll fuck her pussy while you fuck her mouth.” So I started in on her, slap a tit, call her a slut, so forth and so on. When I came and got off of her Trevor immediately jumped back on her for a second round. He didn’t need to be coached this time, he went straight for it. “You dirty bitch!” he said, “You dirty fucking whore!” as he grabbed both tits and started squeezing hard; he would only let go of one just long enough to slap her in the face. And, to my surprise, I think he came a third time. He did not cum much, but at least he could cum often. When he finally got off of her I had to admonish him again. Tell anyone about this and you will never get to kiss her, feel those tits, finger-bang her, fuck her in the mouth, or fuck her in the pussy again – AND Chastity and I will both go to jail.

I had forgotten that I did not turn the bedroom surveillance camera off so the last encounter was captured on video. I watched it a couple of times while at home when Chastity was on a trip and used that as my masturbation motivation. Little did I realize the usefulness this video clip would have later.

We lived not far from a marine base and there was one little spot just outside the base where marines would go to get a beer. We just happened to be driving by this spot one day, around noon time, and I just pulled into the parking lot without saying anything. Chastity was wearing her LAM attire and looked stunning as ever. I said, “Let’s just step inside and see what it is like.” We did, and found just 3 young marines sitting at a table. They all froze when Chastity walked into the room. We sat at another table not far from them and ordered a couple of beers. I could see that the marines could not stop staring at Chastity. This was the weekend before Thanksgiving and I asked Chastity if she would like to have some special fun on Thanksgiving. She knew exactly what I had in mind. She smiled and said, “Oh yum! Absolutely.” I went over to the other table and started the conversation. I asked them if they were stationed at the base and what they had planned for the upcoming holiday. They were grunts and didn’t make a lot of money so they were not going home for Thanksgiving. I told them that we like to support the troops and asked them if they would like to join us for a holiday meal. We could drink beer and watch a football game. They all said yes so, I gave them the address and time to show up.

They arrived at noon time on Thursday and I immediately passed out beers. Chastity had put on her LAM attire and came down the stairs with a fashion model swagger. The guys just starred! I reintroduced Chastity to them and we proceeded on with some small talk for awhile then proceeded with dinner. After the dinner the guys and I went into the living room to watch the football game. Chastity was in the kitchen cleaning up a little (or so they thought). She was really just setting up the scenario for the upcoming action. I saw that one of the guys had finished his beer and suggested he go into the kitchen and get another one out of the fridge. When he entered the kitchen Chastity stopped what she was doing and turned towards him. She said, “Look at those big hands. Hold them up so I can see.” When he did she stepped a little closer to him and held her hands up to his to compare sizes. Then she suddenly put her hands behind his and pulled his hands closer and put them right on her tits. He started to pull away but she held his hands there. After a few seconds or so she put her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear, “I’ll bet I have your cum inside me before the night is over.” Then she lightly kissed him and told him to send one of the other guys in to get a beer. When he came back to the living room he reached over and whispered something to one of the other guys who then got up and went into the kitchen. The same scenario went down for all three of them, Chastity would get them in the kitchen and tease them with a quick feel and whisper in their ears. After the third guy came back into the living room she came out of the kitchen and said, “I think I’ll go change into something else.”

After she went upstairs I got up and followed her. In the bedroom I told her to put on her “fuck me” outfit but don’t come downstairs until I told her to. I then went back downstairs and laid out the plan. I told the guys that they may be in for a special treat. I asked one of them to help me take a twin mattress from out guest bedroom and bring it downstairs and place it on the floor, right in front of the fireplace. Then I said to them, “If she comes down in her short, sexy black dress then that means she wants to fuck. Here are the rules. Establish an order for who goes first, second, and third. I know that young guys don’t necessarily like to kiss a woman if she has had another guys cock in her mouth so save the blowjobs until the end, that way you can all kiss her. The third guy can fuck her in the mouth whenever he is ready. You can fuck her in the pussy or in the ass, but once in her ass you cannot put your cock back into her pussy or mouth. The ass is a one-way street. OK, now its time for rock – paper – scissors.”

All three guys were sitting on the couch when she came down the stairs and she walked right up in front of them. I came up behind her and put my hands on her shoulders while she put her hands on the sides of my hips. I started in with the dialogue, “We were just talking about R&R time in Bangkok, Thailand.” I slipped the straps to her dress off of her shoulders and let them hang there, those big tits held the dress up. I went on, “The best thing about Bangkok is the whores.” I reached down and slowly inched her dress up until her pussy was just barely exposed. “Bangkok whores will sometimes let 2 or 3 guys take turns with her but only charge them for one. Does that sound like fun?” Chastity responded, “Yes, that sounds like fun.” I raised my hands back up and placed them right on her big tits and said, “OK, would you like to get fucked like a Bangkok whore?” “Yes,” she responded. “So be it,” I answered, as I pulled her dress down and exposed her tits. I then looked at the guys and said, “Who wants to be the first one to fuck this whore?” The first guy got up and walked up to her. She put her arms around his neck and gave him a passionate kiss, then took his hand, turned around, and walked over to the mattress laying on the floor in front of the fireplace. She ended fucking all 3 of them at least 3 times each, and even got air-locked. God, what a sight. Watching my beautiful, sexy wife with a cock in every hole was almost too much for me to handle - I almost had a spontaneous ejaculation. When they were spent from fucking she gave each one of them a first-class blowjob. I never even let her get up off that mattress, when the marines left I fucked her right there.

Chastity and I had a lot of things going on and did not have a chance to get out much (together) so there were no further encounters with strangers and there was no need to have a dog sitter. Yeah, she did fuck a few guys while working and laying over in another city, but not much was happening at home. Then one day about a month later, while Chastity was out flying, Trevor came to the door. I could tell he had been crying. It seems that his father accepted a new job on the east coast and they would be moving there soon. He did not want to go! Yes, there was the old ‘I don’t want to leave my friends – I won’t know anybody there!’ thing going on, but I also sensed that he did not want to leave the situation where he could have sex with a beautiful woman with a bathing suit model figure (well, not actually, I think her tits were a little too big for that). I brought him inside and gave him a very heavy admonishment about telling anyone, especially before they left. I told him that if you keep his mouth shut I might be able to arrange another encounter with Chastity before he left, but only if he kept his mouth shut and embraced the move to the east coast. He said “OK,” then left. I thought for a minute then went to the surveillance system and called the video of him slapping her and fucking her and calling her names while she was naked and tied up. I fed it into the video editor and, with a little editing magic, cropped it so it appeared he was the only one in the room with her.

When Chastity came home from her trip I said, “We have a problem.” “What is that?” she asked. I responded, “Trevor’s family is moving to the east coast and he doesn’t want to go.” “Why is that a problem for us?” she asked. “Because, well because . . . he wants to stay here so he can fuck you.” “WHAT?” she shouted, “He’s only 16!” I responded, “Actually, he just turned 17 but that is not the point. I made the mistake of letting him get hooked on you.” She looked at me with a quizzical look and asked, “And how did you do that?” I then proceeded to tell her about the first time when she was passed out and I let Trevor masturbate on her lips, and the second time when she was just barely conscious and I let him fuck her. If looks could kill, I would have been a dead man right then and there. But after a few moments I added, “The trick now is to make sure we can count on his silence. “How would we do that?” she asked. I replied, “I have a plan, but it requires you to fuck him.” “Won’t that just make matters worse?” she asked. “Not really,” I said, “The damage has already been done and the genie can’t be put back into the bottle, but I can leverage him with a promise to let him fuck you, while you are awake this time, along with another thing I got going.” With that, I showed her the video. First time the raw take. The second time the edited version. I thought she would really go off on me but, instead, she said, “That made me think about those two young guys in Palm Springs. God that was exciting!” She went on, “Too bad I wasn’t awake with Trevor.” Well,” I added, “it’s not too late!” And with that we came up with a plan. I would tell Trevor he could fuck her and then I would show him the edited video. Then I would tell him that if he ever told anyone about having sex with Chastity that I would tell the police that he r*ped her when I wasn’t there. Between the carrot and the stick, he might just follow the plan.

We made an appointment for Trevor to “dog sit,” only we were not going anywhere. We coordinated it with his parents going out one night with an expectation of them not being home until after midnight. I told them, “Oh, not to worry. How about if we don’t get home until after midnight we just let him sleep on the couch until morning. That way you guys can not worry about rushing home.” They liked that idea. So, the next Friday night was to be the big night. Trevor came to our house about 7:00 pm and the wheels were set in motion. Chastity was upstairs getting ready and after explaining the rules to Trevor (rough, nasty, cum in pussy and mouth) I went up to see her while Trevor sat on the couch. She had put on her “fuck me” attire, a very short (just barely covering her crotch), tight fitting, backless, black tank-top dress with no bra or panties, high heels, loop earrings, and her magnificent make-up job. No man could look at her like this and not want to fuck her. My cock got rock hard just looking at her. I went back downstairs and told Trevor that she would be down in a minute.

When Chastity came down the stairs it was more like a show. She took her time, moving those long beautiful legs with grace down each step. When she turned at the half-point landing she stopped and gave Trevor an inviting smile. Then she came all the way down the stairs and sat right next to him on the couch. What Chastity and I had agreed on was that tonight would be all about sex education – up front and personal. Without saying a word, she leaned over and starting kissing him, very passionately. Then she took his hand and placed in on her tits. After a few moments she pulled away from the kiss and said, “I understand you fucked me in the mouth. I saw the video. You slapped me around pretty good too. Did you enjoy that? Did you enjoy fucking a nasty whore? Did you cum in my mouth? Did you cum in my pussy?” He was clearly getting excited, but she was going to steer the ship of this adventure. “Bang me!” she said. Then she spread her legs and added, “Put your finger in my pussy. That’s right. Now put two. Now three. Now see if you can get your whole hand in my pussy.” At 17, Trevor still had somewhat small hands, so this was the perfect opportunity for her to get fisted the first time (at least to my knowledge). He did as instructed, and was really getting turned-on and I could see that he might just cum in his pants so I intervened, “Why don’t you show Trevor what a good cock-sucking slut you are.” He withdrew his hand from her pussy and she stood him up, undid his pants and let them drop to the floor. Then she started that expert blowjob technique. Kiss the head of his dick a little. Then lick the tip and all around the head. Then take just the head in her mouth and suck it like a lollipop. Then open wide and take it to the hilt. He came soon afterwards. She swallowed all of it. Then she sat up on the couch with her legs spread wide and told Trevor to come stand close, between her legs. She slowly, and expertly, did a little strip tease move and took the straps off her shoulders and lowered the dress, exposing her tits. She did this in such a way that it was a slow unveiling and when those tits finally broke free of the fabric the just popped out. Then she took his hands and placed one on each tit. “Pinch my nipples, hard.” she said. As he was doing this she said, “You know Trevor, I know that young boys are reluctant to kiss a girl after she has had cock in her mouth, even if it was their own cock. And I know that boys think that girls should be the only ones to swallow cum, but if you are going to fuck a real woman then you need to get over that. Women get excited when men are not afraid to taste cum too. I have your cum in my mouth right now and I want to share it with you. Kiss me, passionately, while squeezing my nipples.” He hesitated some, but slowly moved his head towards her. She added, “Afterwards, I want you to fuck me like a dirty fucking whore and cum inside my pussy. You can get rough, like I saw you do on the video. I like it rough. I’ll make hubby there eat my pussy and clean all of your cum out, then you can eat my pussy too. If you are going to fuck whores like a man then you can’t be afraid of a little cum. Trust me, it won’t kill you. I’ve swallowed tons of it.” With that, he gave her a long passionate kiss and started pushing her back down onto the couch. She pushed back and said, “Let’s take this upstairs.” Where we had already put the rubber sheets on the bed.

There was no rush tonight so we would take it slow and easy. I produced some warm oil and Trevor started massaging her. Of course, he didn’t know how so I gave him lessons. “Start with the legs and arms, always massage towards the heart. Take some quality time with the feet. When she is on her stomach, massage all the way up her back till you reach the hairline on her head. Then massage down her sides, just barely brushing by her big tits. This is a seduction, so tease her. When she turns over then start just above her crotch and massage up until you reach her tits. Don’t touch them yet, just stop when your hands run into them. Do this 5 or 6 times then, on the last one, let your hands go all the way up and cover her tits. Don’t squeeze yet, this is a seduction. The secret is to make it appear like it is part of the massage, not you wanting to feel tits.” And so forth and so on. Then I gave him game on the final close. “When you do the thighs, have one hand on the outside and one on the inside. Move from the knees up to her crotch. Just barely let you fingers touch her pussy but don’t go any further. Remember, this is a seduction, make the touch seem incidental to the massage. You can tell if, and when, it is working in one of two ways. If she moans a little or takes a deep breath as your finger just barely touches her pussy then she is ready for some more. Or, if she voluntarily spreads her legs a little, even ever so slightly, that too is a sign that she is ready to be penetrated.” This went on for about an hour. Trevor was really liking this, learning how to sexually seduce a woman through massage. Then Chastity put an abrupt end to it. “I need to get fucked! Right now! Who wants to go first?” Trevor looked at me and I nodded to him, “Go ahead. Fuck that whore. Treat her like the dirty fucking cum loving slut that she is. Don’t be afraid to get rough with her.” Well, it’s one thing to slap the shit out of a woman when she is passed out, but it is quite a bit different when they are awake, sober, and unbound. He weakly slapped her. She slapped him back, hard enough that I thought he might cry. She said, “Every time you slap me like a weakling I am going to slap you back. Now, try it again.” He slapped her hard this time and she responded, “YES!” And so the night went on. After he came inside of her I ate her pussy out. Then Trevor got his first taste of pussy. It did not seem to be his favorite thing to do but I told him, “If they let you finger bang them then there is about a 40% chance that they will let you eat their pussy. If they let you eat their pussy there is a 90% chance you will get to fuck them. If you try to skip the pussy eating part then the chances go way down, to about 60%. So, if you really want to fuck someone then do it right and don’t skip a step. And remember, it is a turn-on for them if you are willing to passionately kiss them after they have had cock in their mouth.” Then I got on top of her and fucked her roughly, telling Trevor to fuck her in the mouth at the same time. After a few minutes I laid down and had Chastity turn around backwards and take my cock in her ass. Then she laid back a little and told Trevor to fuck her again, while I had my cock in her ass. “Slap those tits. Fuck that bitch!” I would shout, then added, “If we had a third guy with us tonight he could be fucking her in the mouth right now too. She can take it in all three holes at the same time. She can take cum in all three holes at the same time.” With that, he got very excited. He thrust harder, then slapped her in the face saying, “You are a fucking slut! I’m going to miss fucking you like a whore. I’m going to miss fucking that beautiful mouth and making you eat my cum.” And with that, I knew that he had embraced the move to the east coast. There was only one other thing left to do. After we were finished, I told Trevor to take a shower. “If you were to go home like you are right now your parents would know – you smell like sex. Take a shower, do not use fragrant soap and do not get your hair wet.” When he got out I said, “I need to show you something.” We sat down on the sofa downstairs and I turned the surveillance system on. I showed him the raw footage, then the edited version. “If you ever tell anyone about Chastity and me then the edited version is the one I will show the authorities. It clearly shows that she is passed out drunk, tied up, and that you are raping her. You will go to jail for at least a couple of years. So think about that before opening your mouth to anyone about what has gone on here. Just take tonight’s events and file them under sex education.” Then, to sweeten the pie, I added, “If you can keep your mouth shut then when you graduate from high school and turn 18 I will send you a ticket to come back to supposedly visit some old school friends. You can come stay with us and you can fuck her every day for a week or until your dick falls off. Deal?” “DEAL!” he said.

Now I knew that the edited video would never pass scrutiny, I mean, I did a decent job of editing it but the pros would have detected shadows from someone else in the room and obvious muting in the audio track. But Trevor didn’t know that, and that is all that mattered. He moved to the east coast and we never heard from him again.

Oh yes, about why I like to see my wife get fucked by another man. Well, it isn't just about being fucked by a stranger - its about being a whore. So why do I want my wife to act like a whore? I think it might have something to do with my childhood. I'll explain more later.

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