His Slave Wife Never Sees The Men

My greatest fantasy has always been the hotwife, the slutty wife who has sex with others with her spouse's consent and often participation. I had met several couples who shared this proclivity and had enjoyed being the second man in some amazing threesomes. Along the way I had discovered the fluid nature of my own sexuality, interactions among all three in the ménage heightening the erotic exhilaration. I had yet to meet, however, a couple in which the submissive slut wife served others at her dominant husband's direction.

I connected with a guy online who had a young wife that he liked to share with other men in a master/slave relationship. This fascinated and aroused me, and we corresponded for some time as I learned about their arrangement. They seemed like ordinary folks, but with a strong kink that they shared. We arranged to meet one evening in a public place, see how things went, then proceed if all agreed. He had a few rules: I would never know her name, she would never know mine, would never see me, being blindfolded the entire time, and no kissing on the mouth. He and I met in the parking lot of a big box electronics store, we talked for a while, and it went very well. He told me that she was in the store and invited me to go in and check her out to see what I thought. As she mustn't know who I was, I was to remain anonymous. I asked how I would recognize her, and he said, "You won't have any problem!"

I went into the store and walked up and down a few aisles before spotting her... the husband was right! She was a very tall, slender Asian woman, mid-twenties, with black, straight hair down her back. She was wearing dark sunglasses and had on a black vinyl trench coat that came to mid-calf. Her shapely legs wore dark hose with black stiletto heels. She was, frankly, strikingly lovely; I was intrigued and aroused by her exotic beauty and covert sexuality. Mindful of his rule, I remained at a distance and kept stealing glances at her as she browsed videos.

As there were a half-dozen other people in the aisle, I boldly walked up and browsed alongside her. She smelled wonderful. After a few minutes, I left the store and re-joined her husband outside. We agreed to proceed immediately; he called her and she soon came walking out to their minivan. I followed them a few blocks to a commercial business park. It was dark outside and most of the businesses were closed; we parked at the end of a row of buildings. The only activity was a busy truck loading dock at the other end of the row. He texted me that they were ready for me.

I approached the passenger side of their van and he helped her out. She has been blindfolded. He asked what I thought of his slave and I responded that she was beautiful, exquisite, extremely desirable and alluring. He invited me to open her trench coat... I undid the belt and pulled it open. She wore a transparent black lace bra, a garter belt holding up sheer stockings, and was otherwise naked. He invited me to touch her, and I started running a hand up and down her smooth body. She gasped and started to breathe a bit raggedly. I caressed her breast and her nipples hardened marvelously; I grasped one through the sheer fabric and rolled it gently between my thumb and fingers, and she gave a little whimper. I ran my hand down her flat belly, then squatted, running my hands up and down her legs... her toned calves, slender ankles, and her creamy thighs.

I inspected her lovely pussy closely, seeing shaved labia and a beautiful dark landing strip. I stood again and ran my hand gently over her mound, curling my fingers around her labia and lightly running a finger ever so slightly between her outer lips... she was hot and extremely wet. I told him how impressed and pleased I was, how arousing she was, and continued fondling her for a few more minutes as she stood there, her chest heaving with breath. He asked me to take her coat off and I did, tossing it through the open passenger window, and I unclasped her bra and pulled it open, running both hands over her small, perfect breasts. The dark nipples stood up eagerly, and I slid the brassiere off her arms and tossed it into the car. I instructed her to turn around, which she did. I ran my hand down the curve of her spine and spent some time fondling her lovely, tight ass. She stood motionless. "She's perfect," I told him. I was tingling with anticipation.

He slid the side door of the minivan open and I saw that the middle row seat had been removed, leaving only the third-row bench seat. He helped her climb into the van and she sat in the middle of the seat. He reached behind the seat and pulled out two leather restraints attached to straps; these were placed around each wrist and the straps pulled to open her arms wide. She sat, naked but for her garter belt, stockings and heels, her arms spread wide, her long legs slightly parted, showing her pouting little pussy lips. He suggested that it was our turn to disrobe, and we both quickly got naked. My hands were shaking with excitement.

Part of our pre-meeting communication had involved his desire to take their play to a new level to include some bi action, so I was not surprised when he reached out and started to fondle my cock, complimenting me on it. His own moderately-sized cock began to swell, and I reciprocated, grasping it lightly and stroking him. We were soon both completely hard, and I sat on the seat next to her while he knelt before me. He leaned in and ran his tongue around the head of my cock while I placed a hand between his wife's legs, which reflexively spread open. He started to take more of my hard cock into his mouth as I stroked lightly up and down her moist slit, avoiding the little nub of her clit for now.

After a few minutes of this, I turned to her and said, "Your master is sucking my hard cock, preparing it for you." With that, I pressed firmly against her hard little clit, and she moaned heavily. After a time we exchanged places, him sitting on the seat while I bent over to take him into my mouth. He just stared for a long time, marveling at it, saying, "wow... oh yes... mmmm." We took turns sucking one another for a while, me telling her how much I looked forward to seeing these two cocks fucking her. I continued to stroke her soft, seductive body, pinching her perfect little nipples, running my hands along her long legs... I was really enjoying how exotic and novel this was. With each twist of a nipple or exploration of her moist labial folds she would moan and whimper, would writhe and tug against her bonds, but remained wordless as I caressed her and her husband and I carried on sucking one another.

He suggested that I might like to taste her, and I eagerly knelt between her smooth, stockinged legs. I leaned in and spread her labia, admiring her glistening pink folds for a few moments before running my tongue up and down her juicy slit. She smelled heavenly of musk and freshness, and was soon panting and whimpering as I laved attention up and down her smooth cunt. I was intoxicated by her wonderful smell and taste, and sucked hungrily at her, soaking my entire face. She hunched her hips forward to the edge of the seat with a whimper, and I fluttered my tongue over her asshole before inserting it deeply into her vagina, sucking in her copious secretions before swirling the flat of my tongue on her erect little clit. Her husband was kneeling beside me, watching closely as I licked and sucked eagerly on his wife's perfect pussy, he stroking my now-dripping cock with one of his hands, stroking himself with the other.

After a deliriously wonderful session of cunnilingus, he asked if I was ready to fuck her. I retrieved my pants and, with trembling hands, unrolled a condom onto my throbbing cock. While I was doing this, he reclined the back of the seat so that it became more of a bed than a chair. He unfastened the straps from her wrist restraints and fastened them together behind her back. She sprawled back diagonally on the seat, bound wrists awkwardly behind her lower back, which shoved her pelvis forward, her long legs spread lewdly apart. It was a challenging position but lust prevailed, and I slowly started to push my engorged cockhead into her beautiful, eager cunt.

After teasing her a bit with some gentle pressure from my cockhead, I started pressing forward to enjoy the sensation of her pussy stretching to accommodate my size. She moaned continuously now as I started slowly thrusting my hips, pumping in and out. Her wet cunt took my cock easily and she thrust her pelvis against me. I leaned forward and took a nipple into my mouth, sucking hard on it and lightly biting, eliciting a groan. I eagerly thrust in and out of his wife as the husband lightly ran his hand over my ass, occasionally fondling my balls. It was by far the hottest, most wild thing I had ever done, and I was incredibly aroused. I can normally fuck for some time before achieving orgasm, but now, even with the condom, within five minutes I felt the familiar tingling.

I withdrew and he took my place, shoving his naked cock into his wife's just-fucked pussy, calling her a slut and a whore, noting how wet she had become for this stranger's cock, the hard cock of a man she'd never met. I lost track of time as we went back and forth, taking turns fucking this restrained slut who was whimpering, moaning, panting, and hunching her pelvis frantically forward to meet our thrusts. When the time seemed right (and my knees were screaming in protest), I announced my orgasm and he grasped my ass firmly just as I started pumping frantically into his wife, slamming our soaking-wet genitals madly together. It was one of the most mind-blowing, head to toe orgasms of my life!

After a few moments of panting and dripping sweat on her, I rocked back away from her and removed the sagging condom. He invited me to suck him again and I took his engorged cock into my mouth and gave it my best effort, pistoning up and down, swirling my tongue round his flared head, and jacking him with my hand. He soon announced his own orgasm and pulled out of my mouth, jerking his cock to spray his copious load of cum in spurt after spurt over his wife's perfect little breasts. He used his fingers to scoop up the gobs of cum running down her heaving chest and fed it to her... she groaned and sucked hungrily at his cum-covered fingers. When it was all wiped up off her chest and greedily devoured, he sat her up and helped her out of the van and she stood, a bit unsteady and wobbling on her stilettos, naked before me, wrists still bound behind her back.

I took her in my arms and held her tightly against me, steadying her, our naked, sticky bodies pressed together, and I stroked my hands up and down her back and her perfect ass as I licked the side of her neck. I told her how much I enjoyed her eager, hungry little cunt, and told her husband that he had a beautiful slut. I asked him (as it was now clear that she wouldn't speak to me) whether she had had an orgasm yet... with all the moaning and whimpering, I wasn't sure and was curious. He said that it wasn't normally expected that she would be allowed to cum when taken by a stranger, and I expressed mild disappointment, suggesting that her obedient behavior might have earned her a reward.

He asked if I wanted to see her cum and I replied that I always wanted my play partner to enjoy as much pleasure as possible. He went into the van and produced a cordless vibrating wand, like a Hitachi Magic Wand but battery-powered, and handed it to me. "She's your slave tonight, she'll do what you tell her," he said. I released the clip fastening her wrist restraints together, took her hand and led her around to the front fender before backing her against it. She gasped as her delicious ass pressed against the cool metal.

After running my fingers up and down her drooling slit for a few moments, I again pressed my naked body against hers, pinning her up against the van and nuzzling her long neck. I switched on the wand and brought it up between her legs, which immediately opened to receive it. I pressed it firmly against her erect clitoris and held it there, murmuring in her ear what a good little slut she had been, asking if she had liked serving as a stranger's fuck-toy, letting a strange man tongue her slutty cunt, shove his cock into her greedy married pussy.

She immediately started moaning deeply and shaking, still not answering me but almost forming incoherent words as her head rolled back. She started a deep growl and her body tensed and trembled, her head fell forward over my shoulder and she shook uncontrollably and started grunting out the first words I had heard from her: "FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!" With a final paroxysmal cry, her knees buckled and I quickly passed the still-buzzing wand to her husband as I used my body to pin her against the fender, both arms encircling her shaking body to support her. She continued to tremble in my arms as she whimpered and cooed, recovering from her shattering orgasm.

Her husband wrapped the trench coat around her and helped her into the front seat, the blindfold never having been removed. We both got dressed as we spoke about how great the meeting had been, how much we'd both enjoyed it. We shook hands warmly as we said goodnight. I leaned through the passenger window and kissed his wife lightly on the cheek, telling her how much I enjoyed meeting her and how much I looked forward to seeing her again... there was no answer from her other than a deep sigh as she sat slumped in the front seat. I would go on to enjoy more erotic adventures with this sexy couple, but that first meeting was by far the most wild, kinky thing I've ever done.