A Sub-wife's Fun

A Sub-Wife's Fun

My wife and I met in college and got married a few years later. She was a virgin, and was very "vanilla" about her tastes in sex. But she had some ideas about what she wanted to try, so we experimented several times, finally finding out she liked being a sub. Unfortunately, I am not a particularly good or adept at being a traditional dom. We tried several times, and eventually stumbled on an Instagram post about being a "soft-dom." If you are unaware, a soft-dom doesn't shout or yell, and isn't mean during sex. Instead, they are soft spoken but assertive in what they do. My wife really went in for that, and so did I because it made her hot as hell and I loved that. So we played with this for a while, working through the, ha-ha, kinks, until we got something that worked well for us.

On this particular weekend, we were traveling for some event or other, and had decided to stay the night in a hotel. Little did she know but I had a high school friend who lived near the hotel I had reserved. Before we left I packed the ball gag, handcuffs, whip, and a few other toys, including the candles. She is a big fan of the hot wax. As I packed the special bag along with our travel bag, I could see she was turned on.

"Something on your mind?" I asked, smiling as I zipped the special bag.

"I think I'm going to really enjoy this weekend."

"More than you know, my dear."

The hotel was quaint, rustic, and tucked away into the woods, but not so far as to be in the boonies. We'd rented the honeymoon suite, which had a nice view of the woods and the mountains in the distance, and a hot tub on a balcony out under the stars. We'd done our obligations for the day, spent time with the people we needed to see, and finally retired to the hotel and a quiet dinner. The hotel had a dining room with a bar, and there were only a few other couples there since it was off-season. A drink or two, and excellent meal, and I'd made her wear a quiet, vibrating plug to get things started. Every little while, I would turn it on, sometimes when the waiter was there, other times when the it was just us. She would jump a little, but I never turned it on at a time when she would get embarrassed about it.

"It's been about 8 months since you got your nipples pierced," I said, quietly. "Do you feel ready for some nipple play tonight?" We had done a few experiments that seemed to be fine, and she was really enjoying the piercings.

"I think so." She jumped a little when I buzzed her. "I've been hoping for some more play than what we've done, but I was afraid it would hurt or cause complications. But I think we are in the clear."

"Good," I said. "I've got a special surprise for tonight."

"So you've been hinting. Several times; I almost think you might be really excited about it."

"I'm feeling pretty good about it, yes."

The waiter came over, presented us with the bill, and went away happily tipped. I watched him walk over to the sidebar, open the bills I handed him, and take out the piece of paper with the time he was supposed to show up. He glanced over and nodded; the same nod we'd used as kids when we were up to mischief near parents or teachers.

My wife, missing the exchange entirely as she was standing to gather her things, turned and took my arm as we exited the dining room and took the elevator up to the penthouse. I turned on the vibrator as we entered the elevator, making her legs wobbly and forcing her to grab the wall for support.

"Would you stop that?" She asked, in mock exasperation, as I turned off the device when we reached the top floor.

I opened the door for her and ushered her in. We still had about an hour or so before my friend would show up. "You can take out the toy now. Let's head to the hot tub, and we can talk a little about what is going to happen tonight." We didn't bother with suits, just went out to the hot tub and stepped into the steaming water. "In a little while, you're going to go in and put on that black dress we bought at the thrift store. You know, the one we bought with the intent to destroy? Then you're going to go sit on the bed and wait for me. There are some items I need you to put on that are sitting on the bed. There is a garter belt, and a blindfold. I want them on before you sit on the bed. Then I'm going to put handcuffs on you and you can kneel on the bed and wait for me. Are my instructions clear?" I asked, my voice normal.

"Yes," she mumbled.

"That's not good enough. You know that." I said.

"Yes, sir. I will."

"That's better. I was almost going to cancel the whole thing and just let you sleep tonight. It would be a real shame, considering what I have planned."

"What do you have -" She began.

"Ah-ah-ah." I waved my finger. "That's a no-no. You are not allowed to ask. Hop to it, sexy one."

I watched, admiringly, as she climbed out of the tub, dried off, and headed toward the bedroom. In the closet, hanging up, was the $2 black dress that was just cotton, but hugged her curves. She slid it on when she was dry, and put on a pair of sexy panties, attaching the garter belt to stockings. Her breasts were held nicely in the top of the dress, with a nice v-cut down through between then to her stomach. I could see her nipples through the material, with the two little barbells poking out on the sides of each nipple. She sat down on the bed, and placed the sleeping mask over her eyes. Then she knelt with her hands out in front of her, waiting to be cuffed.

I put the cuffs on behind her back. "What...?" she said, before accepting what was happening and just moving with it. I knew she would, because she loves this feeling of being out of control.

"So honey, I have a small surprise for you. Because you've been so good, and because I love you so much, I decided to give you an early gift this year. We are going to have our usual fun session, complete with all the toys that I brought, but we are going to have another surprise. This is one that you've been wanting for a long time. I'm pretty sure you know what it is, but I want you to know that if at any point you don't want to continue, you just have to use the safe-word 'pinecone.' If I hear that, this whole thing is off and we will call it a night, okay?"

"Yes, Sir."

I left her kneeling on the bed and stepped back. She looked stunning, with her hair in a ponytail, sleek but muscular shoulders, beautiful C-cup breasts, and the thigh-high stockings with the garter belt was glorious to behold. I heard the elevator ding and went to the peephole to look out. My high school friend was making his way down the hallway toward my door. I opened the door before he knocked, and bade him enter. I went back to the bedroom and motioned for him to wait by the door while I spoke to her.

"Is there someone else here?" She whispered as I sat next to her.

"Yes. I have a friend who stopped by; I know you wanted to try two guys at once, and this seemed like a good time to try. If you do not want to continue, just say the word. If you do, just nod and I'll bring him over. We'll keep the blindfold on so you can use your imagination on what's happening next."

She nodded slowly before I'd even finished talking. Her breathing quickened, and the rise and fall of her breasts were enough to bring me to attention, if you catch my meaning. I motioned for my friend, M, to come over and I watched her gulp as she heard him approach. "This is my wife," I said, "Love, this is M. He's going to join us. I think where we really need to start is getting this shitty dress off of you. So I'm going to do like we planned. Remember, the safe word is 'Pinecone.' If at any point you feel you need to say it, don't hesitate. Just like we usually do."

I reached into my pants pocket and pulled out my pocket knife. Her head turned when she heard it flick open, and sat very still while I slid the knife between her skin and one of the shoulder straps holding her tits up. I savagely pulled the knife away from her body and cut through the strap, so that one side fell and exposed her breast to the open air. I handed the knife to M, who was much gentler in the process, but still cut through the other strap, freeing her second one. I reached out and cupped the right breast, rolling the nipple with my thumb, feeling it stiffen more even with the attention. M took the other breast in his hand, kneading the nipple around while squeezing, like he was appreciating the quality of a melon. Then he bent and took the nipple in his mouth and I took the other.

She went crazy, her head rolling as her nipples were teased. I bit gently, then tugged a little while she moaned in ecstasy. M stood up and pulled off his shirt while I took the knife and starting between her breasts, cut through the fabric just a little ways toward her stomach. I then closed the knife, tossed it in the corner, grabbed the sides of the dress and tore it in half so it just fell off of her, leaving her in her panties, garters, and stockings. She gasped as she was exposed, her body turning slightly away. I picked up our small cat-o-9-tails and whipped her across her stomach. It wasn't hard but certainly not something soft and gentle. She cried out but closed her mouth immediately.

"We do not disappoint our master by showing weakness, do we, my little pet?" I asked as I whipped her again.

"No, master." She replied shakily.

"Now we are going to play a little game called whose dick is this. Your job is to suck it and we'll tell you if you're right."

M dropped his pants and underwear, standing naked before my wife. I followed quickly, noticing that M's cock was about the same size as my own. He looked at mine and mouthed "nice cock" to me. Then I watched as my wife opened her mouth and took another man's cock into it; the first one since we were married. I found it incredibly erotic, but not as hot as she did. She kept shifting her hands and moving them around, like she wanted to grab hold. Her mouth moved forward and back, and M put his hands on either side of her head, thrusting deep. She backed off for air and I took his place, not giving her much time. She gasped as my cock head popped into her mouth and I grabbed her ponytail. I held her head still and choked her with my cock, refusing to let her back off while she sucked my cock and tried to breath. I gave her another moment before I released her, making her gasp hard. I let her suck on my cock for a while before I switched back out with M.

I stood directly behind him and asked which one she was pleasing right now. She pulled back and said, "This is... M. I know my husband's cock."

I pulled off the sleep mask and she opened her eyes. She took his cock into her mouth again as he mouth fucked her, looking up into his face. He put his hands on either side of her head while he thrust into her mouth. I stepped around behind her and unlocked one hand. She immediately swung her hands around and grabbed hold of his cock. He stopped thrusting his hips and she took over, jerking his cock while she sucked on it. I grabbed her hands and re-cuffed her again.

"Stop sucking his dick."

She stopped immediately. I pushed her onto her back, her head landing on a pillow. There was a wet spot on the bed where she had been dripping with arousal. I unclipped one garter clip and slowly rolled down the stocking. I dragged my fingers down her leg while I did it. M did the same thing on the second stocking. She closed her legs when the stocking was removed.

"No Ma'am." I said as I pried her legs open. "We don't do that." I reached up and pulled her panties down and off, exposing her shaved pussy. M immediately dove in and shoved his tongue inside her. She gasped, and her hands grabbed his hair and held him as she orgasmed. I just sat back, slowly stroking my cock, watching my wife getting eaten out by another man. She squeezed her thighs together and held him as he made her orgasm again. I stepped up then, moving to my wife's head, and offered her my cock. She immediately opened and took it into her mouth. I unlocked her cuffs and tossed them onto the floor. She put one hand on M's head and took hold of my cock as she sucked greedily. I reached down, picked up a condom from the nightstand, and tossed it to M. He stood up, rolled it onto his cock, and positioned himself between my wife's legs. She stopped to watch him slide his cock head around her lips, before penetrating her with a slow, steady pressure. She gasped, feeling the first cock other than mine slide into her. She came instantly. She wrapped her arms and legs around M as he held still while she orgasmed. He started thrusting into her, and she sat up to take my cock in her mouth. For the first time, she had two cocks inside her. She came again, squeezing my cock hard while she moaned. M leaned forward and took her nipple in her mouth. This caused her to have a third orgasm, almost within as many minutes. He started jackhammering into her, balls slapping against her ass as he fucked her hard and fast. I pulled out of her mouth, told M to take off his condom, lube up his dick, and positioned him to fuck her in the ass. He lay down and between the two of us, she took his cock in her ass. She bounced a few times, rubbing her pussy while she cried out again. I pushed her backwards onto M's stomach. I entered her without a condom, and I felt M's cock against mine as we fucked her. It seemed like she had orgasm after orgasm after orgasm while we drilled her. Then M grunted and I knew he was shooting his cum in her ass. Feeling his dick spasm, I felt my own orgasm building. I didn't bother to pull out, I just shot it into her pussy. She'd just had both her holes fucked and filled with cum.

We lay there panting. M slid out and I picked up a towel from the floor to put beneath her while she leaked out. She lay on the bed, cum falling from her pussy and ass; legs twitching as she shuddered from the aftershocks. M went to the bathroom, cleaned up, came out to shake my hand, and quietly slipped out the door. I mentioned doing lunch the next time I was in town as we shook hands again. I hadn't bothered to get dressed, but he didn't seem bothered by it. As I shut the door, I heard my wife get up and walk, awkwardly, to the bathroom. I stopped in the doorway.

"How you doing, babe?" I asked. She was sitting on the toilet, breathing heavy.

"I'm doing fine, honey. Thank you." She sighed, "I am going to be walking weird for a day or two. I'm going to shower."

I sat in the bathroom with her while she showered, washing herself down. When she climbed out, she looked me in the face and said "I think we should do that again, but not for a while. But I definitely want to do that again. Maybe next time," she said as we walked to the bed and climbed in. "We can try it with a girl." She cuddled up against me, holding me tight. "I love you, and I loved that."

She fell asleep at moment. I smiled, kissed her hair, and held her as I fell asleep.