FREEUSE Wife - Ex-wife Pt. 01

Don--Husband 46, 6'5", 230 lbs, 7.5" tool

Sarah--Wife 30, 5'4, 140 lbs, 38 C/D, 28" waist, 40" hips (still curvy) Brunette

Kim - ex-wife, 46, 5'9", 170 lbs, 37B, 34" waist, 42" hips, bleach blonde

FREEZE Wife--Ex-Wife Part 1

So this story is about 2 years after Don and I met from my perspective. For me, life could not be better; I am an RN at a private surgery center. Don still works mostly from home, but when he has to train clients, he might be gone for as long as a month. I thought I would tell you about why Don's former spouse, Kim, lives in our basement.

"Hello?" I answered the phone. "Sarah, yeah, hey, I have a problem. The kids are almost home from school, but I have to go into work; I have a project that has to be completed tonight! I really need someone to watch the kids, Don suggested. Are you available?" she asked. "Ah, yeah, sure, I just need to put some clothes on; I could be there in about 15 minutes." I replied. "Oh, you are a lifesaver. I won't be too late but could be like 9 or 10. Thank you, thank you. I owe you one." Kim stated with an almost flirty tone. "Sure, no problem, happy to help!"

Well, that's how it started. I was more than happy to help because Kim has always been supportive and nice to me. The twins always tell me how much she likes me. Kim is a good mom; she and Don seem to be on the same page, and we share a calendar, so everyone is informed about what's going on. They communicate better than my parents ever did.

When I arrived, she gave me a big hug. Kim said the twins would be home in about 10 minutes, and she was gone. I sat down on the couch, and my cell rang. The next few minutes she myself". ere to find the wine, but more importantly the dinner. A few minutes later the kids rolled in, got requests for dinner and hugs. Then, like at our house, they disappeared into their rooms. I made dinner about an hour later, before I got bored.

Lisa came out of her room to watch something, so I had her unlock the computer for me. I noticed the internet was on incognito; now I need to know what is being searched! I closed incognito and looked at the history. Nothing was found right away until I found someone who had been watching Cuckquean videos. Damn, does Kim like to watch?

I clicked a few of the videos; this bitch not only likes to watch but likes being humiliated while she does it. Holy shit, I got instantly horny. It was already 9, so I had to get the kids moving toward bed. I was getting excited and curious. While I put the kids to bed, I saw pictures of me with Don and pictures of me with the kids.

I thought this was strange, so after I put them down, I began to search the house when a text came in. "I am running later than I thought; I will do my best to make it up to you! By the way, if you get tired and need to sleep, feel free to use my bed." Holy shit! I wanted to go into her room and snoop but didn't' know if I had permission.

Technically I didn't have permission to snoop, but I couldn't help myself once I was in there. The first thing I found curious was that she had the family picture of Don, the kids, and me on one nightstand. On the other nightstand there was an older family picture with her, Don, and the kids. Opening the nightstand with my picture, I was shocked to find her vibrator! Then I hit the jackpot with her diary!

Her last entry made me excited beyond belief without touching myself. "I saw Sarah today; her nipples were so hard I wanted to touch them. Don walks up; he just grabs her perfect ass. I don't even think he realized he did it in front of me. I was staring at them, so very happy I had my dark sunglasses on.

Right before they sat down, Sarah noticed me; when she waved, the butterflies were crazy. I played it off like I didn't notice right away, and they came and sat by me. Fuck, she is so gorgeous; no wonder he wants her. Her toned legs and arms are just sexy as hell. I'm so happy I wore a skirt because I would have soaked through my jeans.

I stared at her thighs almost the whole game, looking up to catch Donny at bat or catch the ball. I wanted so much to touch her. I bet she had Don begging to fuck her; I bet he was wrapped around that sexy finger. But what if he is in charge? He so much wanted to be with me. Is she so perfect that she lets him be in control? Is that my play? Do I dominate her? Or do I submit?

I know she has had threesomes; he let that slip! Would she dominate me? Would she make me watch? Would she only let me listen? Would she make Don admit she is better than me, sexier, and better in bed? I bet she sucks his cock so well he comes like a volcano!" She had three tick marks after the entry.

She started writing this diary over a year ago, but obviously it was a continuation of fantasies she had in a previous edition. She has constant fantasies about me humiliating her in front of Don. Multiple fantasies of being my sex toy or sex slave.

That's when I text Don. "Honey, you remember how you said Kim was a good fuck and how you wish she would have been a more willing participant? Well, this bitch is dying to be my bitch, so in the end, it's our bitch! If I send you a video, will you be ok if I let her make me cum?" He called immediately. "What the fuck are you saying?" "My dear, this bitch has been fantasizing about being under my control for more than a year."

I am going to have this bitch begging to be our whore! All I need is your permission to own her!" "Sarah, my cock is already in hand at the thought of you two! Sure, I won't be home for 10 days, so I expect a lot of videos! When I return, are you saying we will both fuck the mother of my children?"

"Daddy, she will do anything I tell her to. I want her to be my toy, my toy that we enjoy, because everything that is mine is ours! Deal!" "Ok, baby girl, you have my permission, damn I am going to have to jerk off knowing she is servicing you!" "Daddy, if I am right, I will live FaceTime you after she has committed to me!"

When Kim finally got home, she was exhausted. I didn't care. Kim thanked me as I offered her a glass of wine. We visited, and she told me about her project while I was sort of flirting. My nipples were hard, and with all the bras I have, they are fully exposed. I was getting closer to her by the minute. Finally I was stroking her thigh, which sadly was covered by the gray slacks she was wearing.

We finished the bottle, and I suggested, "Kim, go get us another bottle, but when you return, you are not to be wearing these fucking pants!" She was getting up when I finished that sentence. The look on her face was shocked and excited. "Hurry up, lose the panties as well!" Her inhaled breath was loud; she was frozen. "If you don't get your ass moving, you will be crawling back to me!" With that, she bolted to the kitchen.

She was pretty quick, wearing only a blouse, with the thickest bush I have ever seen. Her legs were long, and she had an olive skin tone, possibly from tanning or her Spanish heritage. She asked if I wanted her to fill my glass; I extended my hand, offering my glass. She began to purr as I stroked her thick fur. "Bitch, what the fuck is going on here? You got Tarzan fucking your ass or something?"

She looked embarrassed but tried to smile. "Sorry, I had no idea anyone would be seeing it." She handed me my glass and was about to sit next to me when I put my bare foot on the ottoman. "No, you sit here and straddle my foot. Your clit will be touching my skin if that fucking mess allows it!" Silently she lifted one leg over, then sat down, opened her labia, exposing her clit to the top of my foot.

She didn't say anything; she just looked terrified. "I was hoping to eat your pussy, but not a chance tonight. I am horny; Don isn't here to fuck me, so you are going to repay me with orgasms!" Her breaths were very fast, and she nodded a little. "You want me, don't you, bitch?" She just nodded, "Say it!" I could barely hear her. "Yes, I very much want you!" I just let that sit in the air: "Louder, slut!" "Yes, ma'am, I want you!" I bounced my foot, causing her to squirm and moan.

"How long have you wanted to serve me?" She was petrified. "Well?" "About a year and a half ago, when you had your friend over, I think Wendi? Donny had left his coat, and he was going to need it. Standing at the front door, I saw you sitting in your chair, playing with your gorgeous titties; Wendi had her head between your thighs, and Don was slowly fucking her. You looked so gorgeous.

I always thought I would get Don back, but right then I knew you were perfect for him. I never found a woman sexy that way. Then I found some porn of threesomes, because I do still love Don. Then I found this type called cuckquean. This was so close to the dreams I was having; I know he is your husband, but I fantasized you were our cake. I have masturbated so many times dreaming of you dominating me!"

"Well, I think you want to be my slave, my toy, my pet! I think you want to serve me! I think you know I am sexier and younger. I have bigger tits, my little bald pussy has to be so much tighter than yours! You want nothing more than to serve me, don't you!" I could feel her wetness leaking onto my foot. So much at first I thought she might have peed a little.

"Yes, yes, ma'am, I want to serve you, you and Don. I want nothing more than that!" "Ride that sexy foot, but don't touch it; you will not orgasm, and you will not stop without my permission!" "Yes, Ma'am." "You will not serve Don; you are mine, I am his, and he is mine. See, bitch, he likes my young, sweet cunt; if you fuck him, it is because you are serving me.

In our house we are free to use, meaning he and I are equal; either can fuck the other anytime we want. But you cunt, you are mine; you don't have permission to ever initiate sex, ever! You are there to be fucked but not allowed to even ask my man or me for sex! Do you understand?" She had tears in her eyes. Yes, "ma'am." "Your pleasure is of no concern to us; you weren't woman enough to keep my man, and you aren't worthy of us."

More tears, but she was seriously sliding her wet cunt up and down my foot. "That's what you want, isn't it? You want me to own you? You want to serve me? Bitch, you want to do anything I ask you to do, don't you?" She was full-out crying now; her legs were now shaking, and her blouse showed tears soaking through. "Yes, ma'am, I am not worthy of you, but I very much want to serve you!"

I pulled out my phone and started filming for Don. "Repeat after me, cunt! I, Kim, want nothing more than to serve you, Sarah." She repeated, "I am nothing but a fuck toy; my pleasure doesn't matter." She repeated, "I may only orgasm with permission!" He repeated, "I am willing to give myself to you until you, Sarah, no longer desire to have me!" She repeated the final statement.

"Now come for your mistress!" Her orgasm rocked through her. Her full weight collapsed onto my foot as her arousal covered my foot. Her eyes rolled back; she fell forward. I dropped the camera as she fell into my arms. She woke almost as fast as she fell, "Looking into my eyes, Mistress, I see why he loves you so much. I love you!"

I kissed her forehead. "Lick my foot clean, then go shave that fucking hair off my pussy between your legs." She rolled to the floor and slowly but happily licked her pussy off my foot. She licked it so very clean it only glistened from her saliva. "May I suck your toes clean?" She looked so sad when I said no and ordered her to shave.

I was lying naked on her bed when Don called. "Liked my video, huh?" I smiled. "I came when she did, fucking cumming all over!" He laughed. "What did you think of that bush? She could smuggle drugs in that thing!. She will be bald from now on!" Don smiled. "She has sexy meat curtains when she is bald, but she always kept it so long! She would shave for my birthday or our anniversary but be hairy otherwise."

I could still hear her in the shower. I walked to the open door; she was finally in the shower. She had to use scissors to get the majority of the hair off. I continued talking with Don as I walked up to her and inspected her. "I have a few ideas for this slut; she will be getting nipple and clit piercings in the next couple of days! I think she will need to have this hair permanently removed as well. I slapped her face and said, "Make that happen!" She looked very horny as she realized I was naked. "Yes, ma'am, permanently removed hair!"

I left her to finish but made sure she knew who I was talking to and insulted her; her diary made it clear she needed to be humiliated. "Seriously, Don, no wonder you prefer me; her saggy titties and fat pussy--I thought she would need a weed whacker for that mop between her legs." I returned to bed and pulled out her diary. I started to read some of the better entries. Showed Don the vibrator she uses; he informed me it was a gift to her; they bought some kit and made it from a mold of his cock. "Well, that's good; she will be giving me this tonight since I don't have you here!"

When the water turned off, I turned FaceTime on. "The bitch is finally done. You can see my toy before I let you go." When she stood in the doorway of the bathroom, I stopped her. "Hands behind your head, turn slowly." She looked delicious, to be honest! When she was facing away, "Touch your toes!" she had a plump ass. "Spread your ass cheeks!" When she pulled them far enough apart, her sticky pussy opened deliciously! "Goodbye, Don, this slut needs to get to work!"

I hung up, then pointed to the floor. She understood and dropped to her hands and knees. As she crawled to me, I showed her the diary. "Don and I were just enjoying your pathetic diary. But it is very helpful for understanding your needs, as my slave!" I scooted to the edge of the bed and opened my thighs for her as she crawled up. I pulled her face right into my twat, and she started licking.

"My slut really enjoys being humiliated, so you can expect that! You have never been big on anal, but like in your stories, that has changed. Your body belongs to me!" Her tongue was working wonderfully, but she lacks a lot of skill. "Your mouth, cunt, little titties, and ass are mine. I will use them how I want; you will soon crave eating ass and will be very accustomed to ass-to-mouth! You will also service anyone I tell you to."

I lifted her head off of my pussy. "Do you understand?" Her mouth slick with my pussy, "Yes, ma'am!" she replied. "Stand up! Hands behind your head." She complied; I ran my hands up her thighs, slowly touching her outer labia. I really liked how visible her inner lips were even just standing there. It took all my strength not to just lick her. My finger slid up through her moist pussy. She was so wet it was almost like dew rolling down my finger.

"How often do you masturbate?" I inquired as my thumb caressed her clitoris and my finger pushed deeper into her. "Mam, the tick marks in the diary show every orgasm I have, and I haven't masturbated without orgasm for over a year." I looked back at the diary as I continued to thumb and finger it. "You had only 10 orgasms this week? Damn, Don eats me that many times a week, and he fucks me to orgasm at least twice a day. No wonder you are so horny!"

I slowly edged her to another orgasm; as her knees began to shake, she finally asked, "May I cum, mistress?" I didn't respond, "Please, mistress, may your slut cum?' Another couple of minutes go by; she now can't keep her hips still. "Please, mistress!" I removed my hands. "No, you selfish slut, you haven't even given me an orgasm, and you think you can have another?"

Staring at her breasts, I so wanted to suck. I slapped one, then the other, making sure to catch each nipple". She tried to muffle her two squeals". I then grabbed her nipples, rolling them both while pulling on them. She was trying not to scream, "You like that, don't you?" Wincing, "Yes, but it hurts, mistress!"

I pulled her nipples hard enough to bend her down to kiss her. That caught her off guard, but she instinctively returned my kiss. Our tongues danced, but she allowed me to lead. Instinctively I began fondling her breasts instead of manhandling them. I got a spark to my pussy when she moaned into my mouth.

I so wanted to just make love to this beautiful woman, but not tonight; she needs to serve me tonight and learn her role. Intimacy may be delayed for another month or two. Breaking the kiss, I asked, "You've never kissed a woman before, have you?" She shook her head no.

"I will be somewhat harsh until you are trained. I will be very harsh with misbehavior after you are trained. I want you to understand your position and do it willingly. You will no longer masturbate to orgasm without permission. You will be masturbating multiple times a day, however. This cock (showing her the vibrator) is my cock; you will buy the smallest realistic nonvibrating dildo we can find.

I know you heard me tell Don I will be piercing your nipples and clit. The twins will see us like sisters until they are old enough to be told their mother is my toy. I will not take any more of a role with them without Don's and your parental approval." She was smiling and crying, "Thank you, mistress!"

"Tonight you will be eating my pussy and my ass; you will not stop until I have orgasmed three times. After I orgasm, you may have fingers in my pussy, but you will tongue my asshole until I tell you to lick me again. I expect you will eventually learn when I am not overly sensitive. You will sleep next to me tonight. You will be nude in this room, whether I am here or not, as long as you are in my service." She nodded in agreement.

"You can stop this at any time. However, this is the only way you will have a sexual relationship with me or Don. We will be shopping for your needed jewelry and toys tomorrow once your presentation is over. You might be surprised to know you will have a butt plug in your ass at all times. It may be removed to shit or if instructed to do so." She nodded in excitement and disbelief.

I crawled on to the bed, "You will now eat my cute little pussy! Listen for instruction; learn how to please your mistress." She crawled to me with a huge smile until her soft lips kissed my smooth pussy. She hesitated slightly at first, uncertain about what to do. "Bitch, lick my pussy like Don would eat your sloppy cunt. Use your hands, show enthusiasm, suck, use your finger, and find my G-spot. Don't be a lazy whore!" I slapped her on the head.

She then improved tenfold. She sucked in, pulling on my swollen lips; the pressure was perfect. Her finger pushed into my wetness. Her tongue, like velvet, sliding between my lower lips, grazing one side and then the other of my clitoris. Her fingers curled as if to touch her tongue through my flesh. She settled into a rhythm on the top left spot of my clit. Tapping me on my G-spot. When her finger pushed into my little asshole she was baptized with my orgasm.

Grabbing her hair, I held her in place. She licked until my orgasm calmed; when I let go of her hair, her tongue darted to my asshole, and I was in heaven. "Good girl, that was much better; you just love my taste, don't you, bitch?" Her fingers were still in my pussy, but her tongue trying to penetrate my back door felt so nice. Without complaint she continued to lick, then started to work her fingers in my ass.

Grabbing her by the hair, I guided her tongue back to my clit. She wasted no time devouring me this time! "Damn slut, you are a quick learner; keep your fingers in my ass. Find my G-spot again; yes, that's it! Good girl!" She was able to bring me to a second orgasm within minutes.

She then switched right back to my ass. The second my breathing returned to normal, she gently blessed my clit with her tongue again. She was so perfectly soft with her motion I exploded again! I squirted just a little while finger-fucking my asshole at the same time. I pulled her by the hair until she lay face-to-face. Once I had completely recovered from orgasmic bliss, I kissed her. I tasted myself on her tongue and lips.

"Let's shower and get some sleep!" After a shower where she washed me clean, I stepped out, dried off, and headed to bed. I had dozed off when she crawled into bed; I backed into her, grabbed her hand, and placed it on my breast. She was the big spoon, I guess. We, or at least I, fell asleep. I woke up at some point; we had rolled over, and I was the big spoon, my hand in her smooth crotch.

Knowing I didn't need to work but that she did, I woke well before her alarm. When I did, I straddled her face; finally, I was able to taste her delicious pussy as well. My tongue glided over the smooth folds of her pussy. Once glistening with saliva, from top to bottom. Her juices began flowing nicely, allowing my fingers to slide inside her. Her sensitivity was exciting as she moaned into my crotch.

My fingers still working in her folds, my tongue on her clit, I started massaging her little star. My saliva and her dripping juices allowed my fingers to easily slide in and out of her ass. As she began to quiver in orgasm, I did not relent. Her grunts and squeals into my twat felt amazing. Her hips started jerking and driving into my unrelenting mouth.

I loved how her pussy juices were more viscous, almost creamy. Her taste was contradictory, sweet and bitter at the same time! "Mistress, my God! Mistress!" I added a third finger in her ass and sucked on her clit. She moaned loudly, prompting me to slow down to avoid waking the kids. She began to shudder and moan near my pussy.

After her orgasm, She was very thankful for the experience. I was satisfied with myself. "Ok, slut, no panties today, skirts only; you can donate your slacks! Bras will be sheer, with nipples exposed, or 3/4 shelf. For today, put on your oldest sheer bra and bring me your scissors." When she returned wearing only a bra, I pulled the fabric directly from her nipple. "Protect your nipple!" She placed her hand over it, and I sliced through the material. I removed about a 1" circle from the bra.

She got dressed for work; she looked delicious. I pulled her in for a kiss. "I will take the kids to school; I will be buying some items for your transformation today. You will masturbate to the point of orgasm but deny yourself. You will thank me when you do so. You may text me throughout the day if you are horny, but don't expect a reply. I expect to flash a pic in public; do not put yourself into much danger, work or otherwise, to take the pic, however.

"Let me know what your schedule looks like and what dinner you had planned, if any. Now, have a good day, and be a good slave!"

I woke the kids, let them know I would be dropping them off, and she kissed them goodbye. This marked the beginning of my journey with Kim. Stay tuned for how I prepared her for Don's return and established her role in Part 2.