#Abuse #BDSM #Cuckold #Lesbian
By Old Harry
My wife kept secrets, about her teenage sex life, from me. After fifteen years it all comes out
I open the front door expecting my wife to come running out from the kitchen to welcome me, but all seemed quite on the ground floor. I left the flowers I brought for her at the station on the kitchen table and listened. I heard what sounded like the bed springs rumble.
I thought, ‘No, oh god, my wife is in bed with another man.’
Quietly I crept up the stairs and the bedroom door was a jar, so I looked in. To my surprise my wife was laying naked on the bed with another naked women laying across her. She was sucking on her right nipple and her other hand was playing with her vagina.
The other women looked up and said, “Hello, Brain, get your clothes off and join us.”
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Earlier today I was sat in my office when the Managing Director walked in. “Hello, Brian, how are things going?”
“Very well, Sir, the sales figures are looking good, for this quarter.” I responded.
“Indeed, they are. I’ve just been looking through them. You have done a very good job”.
“Thank you, Sir.”
“How’s your wife, still away is she?
“Yes, Sir, due back today, actually, she’s been staying with her best friend while she gets over the loss of her husband.”
“Yes, poor chap, I remember you telling me, Brian. Look, why don’t you take the rest of the day off, go home and welcome her back.”
“Thank you, Sir, I’ll do that. The work is all up to date.”
I quickly left the office, made my way back to the station and caught the next commuter train home.
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I’m Brian, a forty-four-year-old accountant, working for a London publishing company. I married my wife, Claire after we both left university. We had a good marriage, as I thought, and our two children had flown the nest. Although our regular love making had waned somewhat in recent years, but I still loved my wife passionately.
Brenda was my wife’s best friend; they have known each other since childhood and went to school together. Claire told me as teenagers they were inseparable, doing everything together.
They went to different university’s but kept in constant touch.
Claire was Brenda’s maid of honour at her wedding to Clive. Although they lived in another town some forty miles from us. Throughout our lives we often met up with them, going out to dinners and shows.
I can’t honestly say that I liked Brenda, but I never dared say anything derogatory about her to Claire. I thought she was a very stout, flirty women, always flaunting her huge breasts and large rounded bottom. Clive, on the other hand, was quite quiet and reserved, very respectful of his wife, always doing everything for her and seemed constantly at her beck and call.
Unfortunately, Clive died suddenly, from a massive heart attack, five weeks ago. Although Claire seemed reluctant to go, Brenda asked her to go and stay with her. I persuaded Claire to go, to console and help, her friend over her husband’s death and get her through the funeral.
I attended the funeral; Claire had been staying with Brenda for the past week and she seemed very happy, to be with and supporting her friend. During the next three weeks I constantly telephoned Claire and each time we spoke she seemed to be happier and more excited at being with her friend.
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“Come on, Brian, don’t be shy, get your clothes off.” Brenda demanded.
I turned my back and unconsciously undressed. As I pulled down my trousers and pants, Brenda crept up behind me and grabbed and squeezed my balls between my leges.
“Oh,” I shouted in surprise and bent forward as her other hand reached for my penis.
“Oh, this seems a little disappointing,” Brenda said, as she slapped my flaccid cock and released my balls.
Brenda then sat on the edge of the bed and said, “You’ve been a naughty boy, spying on us. Let’s see if I can get your little penis excited. Get over my knee and we’ll see if a good spanking will do the trick.”
I was completely bemused but under her total control and was doing what she said. As I lay over Brenda’s knees, I noticed that Claire was tied by her hands and feet, spread eagled to the bed.
I gave her a an astonish worried look, but she just sweetly smiled back at me.
A hand crashed down on my right cheek, I cried out, then another struck my left cheek. After three smacks on each cheek, Brenda said, “Yes, it seems to be doing the trick, I can feel your ‘little thing’ getting harder. Clive used to enjoy a good spanking, just like you seem too.”
Brenda pushed a finger into my arse hole and said, “My, that is tight, I’ll enjoy shagging that.”
A further three hard smacks on each cheek she pushed me up and grabbed my stiff tool. “Still not very big, is it? No wonder Claire told me you had never given her an orgasm with this. Nevertheless, it’s time you welcomed your loving wife, home. Get on the bed and show her how much you love her.”
As I lay down across Claire, with a quizzical look I said, “What the hell?”
She kissed me on the lips, them said seductively, “make love to me.”
I thrust my erect tool into her vagina and with each thrust a hand crashed on my buttocks, and Brenda encouraged, “Go on, boy, give her a good shagging, make her cum if you can.”
As I shot my load into Claire, I gave a squeal of delight, and a hand then grabbed the hair on the back of my head.
“I didn’t think you would do it, now get between her legs, clean her out and make her cum.”
As Brenda pulled my head down Claire’s body.
“While you do that,” she continued, “I’m going to shower and get dressed. Claire will need to explain a few things to you Brian. Then when you have cleaned up, we will discuss things further downstairs.”
After I had released Claire from her bondage, I again said, “What the hell is going on?”
Claire took my head and gave me a passionate kiss, then said, “Now don’t get upset, Brian, try to keep calm and I will explain. I have never told you that Brenda and I were teenage lovers, we had a very loving and passionate affair until we split to go to university. We always kept in contact and Brenda told me about her affairs with men, she like to dominate them sexually and she said she enjoyed it and recommended that I try out with men. I did and I found you, I liked the way you courted me and was very loving.”
“Dam it” I said angrily, “I had no idea you had lesbian tendances.”
“Oh yes, although, I never showed them while I had you, but these last few weeks with Brenda, brought them all back and we had a wonderful time making love and worshipping each other’s bodies. We watched porn on the computer and tried out some of the things we saw,” Claire said rather sheepishly.
“But she had you tied up?”
“Yes, she likes to dominate, and I enjoy it, the way she treats me is very caring and loving.”
She told me about Brenda’s relationship with Clive. “She made him do everything for her. She even kept him in chastity while he watched her with other men. She took him as her submissive cuckold to sex parties. She took me to one party last week and I enjoyed myself, felt free to do as I wanted or as she asked of me,” Claire mussed with some pride.
“I don’t know what to say, I always thought Brenda was very flighty and Clive always seemed very down-trodden,” I replied, “what about just now?”
“Oh,” Claire exclaimed, “you seemed to enjoy what I have just told you. I have never felt you cock so hard. Brenda hopes you will join in with us and go along with our new life. I’ve invited her to stay the weekend, so we can have some fun. She wants us to let her move in with us eventually when she sells her house. She said she would pay for that big extension you wanted to add to the house.”
“Now hold on a minute,” I exclaimed, “I don’t want to go along with your new life and have Brenda living with us.”
“Oh, Brian, I know you love me, and want to make me happy. Let’s see how this weekend goes. We’d better clean up and get dressed.”
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Brenda was in the kitchen when Claire and I sat in the lounge.
“I’ve put those lovely flowers in a vase for you, Claire, they are wonderful, Brian, does spoil you doesn’t he?” She said as she approached me, wearing a very tight, low cut tank top, accentuating her huge breasts and a very tight-fitting imitation leather pants around her big arse. “Did Claire tell you about our adventures during the past weeks? You haven’t welcomed me to your nice house yet, Brian.” As I sat there, she put her knee into my groin and clasped my head giving me a sloppy kiss. “There, we are all one big happy family.”
“I’m not sure about that, I’m rather ashamed of Claire,” I said. As she plunged my head into her cavernous, sweaty cleavage and held me there for what seemed ages. I was breathing hard when she finally let me go.
“Go easy on him, Brenda, let him have time to get used to our new situation,” Claire said, “I’m sure he would like to watch two sexy ladies making love together, later.”
“What ever you ladies want to do together, I’m sure I don’t want to watch. If you must do that sort of thing, in my house, don’t include me,” I said angrily.
“Well then, we will have to make you watch then, won’t we, Claire? Let’s have dinner now and see what happens afterwards.” Brenda instructed.
After dinner, still seated at the table, Claire asked, “Would you mine clearing the dishes and washing up, please Brian, while Brenda and I finish the wine.”
“Yes, my dear, I don’t mind,” I said as I want to get away from the two ladies. “Take your clothes off, Brian,” Brenda shouted, “I always made, Clive, do the housework in the nude.”
“Must I,” I retorted.
Claire said, “Oh, come on, Brian, you know I like looking at your gorgeous body, do as Brenda has asked.” Reluctantly I stripped and as I walked into the kitchen, I heard the girls giggling and making remarks about my torso.
When I finished, I hang around in the kitchen, somewhat afraid to return to the lounge. eventually, Claire came in, “Have you finished then?” As she grabbed my semi erect penis, we’ve decided that your pubic hair is very untidy. We are going to shave you clean down there. Did you not notice I shaved mine some weeks ago and always keep it clean?”
With that, Claire, dragged me by my cock, up the stairs to the bathroom and Brenda followed smacking my back side. I was made to stand in the bath while my pubic area was washed and sprayed with my shaving cream. Brenda held the head of my cock, playing with my foreskin and sticking her long fingernail into my slit. Claire expertly shaved off all the hair. On completion the whole area was washed and dried. Brenda changed her grip to my balls and dragged me into the bedroom.
“Now,” Brenda said, “I want you to carefully and caringly undress your beautiful wife and worship her body with kisses.”
“I’d rather not with you here,” I meekly said.
With that, Brenda squeezed hard on my balls, bringing tears to may eyes and making me double over. “Do as I tell you, don’t you like, Claire’s body. Make sure you do it tenderly, then you can do me,” she demanded.
I started by kissing my wife’s forehead, then her nose, cheeks, and mouth. On down her neck as I unbuttoned, he blouse. I unclipped her bra and started kissing and sucking her breasts and nipples. Brenda started to purr along with my wife and said, “You’re doing that very well, Brian, it’s getting me very aroused, I can’t wait for my turn.”
I went down on my knees, kissing Claire’s abdomen and removed her skirt as she stepped out of her shoes. She started to lovingly run her fingers through my hair as I tongued her belly button. Not wearing tights or stockings, I left her panties, showing a distinct wet patch between her legs, in place.
Claire sat on the edge of the bed, while I kissed down her left thigh to her feet where I sucked on each toe. I moved over to the other foot and worked in reverse up to the top of her right thigh. She stood up as I removed her panties to reveal her smooth and pronounced fanny. I kissed and licked her vaginal lips. I pushed my tongue between her lips and chewed on her clitoris.
Her hands held my head in place as she screamed, “Oh God, that’s wonderful, oh, don’t stop. I’m going to cum.” As her body arched and quivered as she fell back on the bed and her vaginal juices sprayed on my face. With some very heavy breathing Claire slumped on the bed and said, “That was marvellous, Brian, I do love you.”
Brenda grabbed, squeezed my left buttock, and licked my face, then said, “Claire does taste nice, doesn’t she? That got me so aroused, I want you to do that to me now.”
She grabbed my stiff tool in one hand with the other on the back of my neck, she pulled me into her cleavage. “Start here,” she demanded as she started to wank my cock as I kissed and licked her huge tits.
Brenda was bigger, her skin felt much tighter compared to Claire who felt much softer. I removed what little clothes she wore, her top, no bra, trousers, and a thong as she stepped out of her sandals. As I nibbled on her nipples her knee crunched into my balls. “Don’t bite them like that, take more care.” She pulled me up and I tenderly licked them.
I carefully, kissed and licked the rest of her body completing my task, she grasped my head and pushed my mouth to her vagina, held me there for a while. Then said, “I have not tasted you yet,” and pushed me onto the bed next to Claire. Brenda climbed on top of me, positioning her fanny over my mouth, so I could kiss and lick it. She then grasped my cock and greedily swallowed it and started to suck in a six-nine position.
She sucked, licked and wanked my cock until it was ready to explode, but I had not yet brought her to an orgasm. She swallowed and sucked me dry and kept on until her body quivered and her juices sprayed across my face. She quickly swivelled around on my stomach and planted her mouth on mine and gave me back some of my sperm.
“That was good, and you’ve got quite a magic tongue, I enjoyed that, and you taste good too,” Brenda said, as she slapped my face.
We all lay on the bed for a while, after Brenda slid off my body, when she reached across and pinched my nipple, “I’m going to make love to your beautiful wife now and you are going to watch us enjoy ourselves.”
“I’d rather not, if you girls want to play, I’d like to leave you to it,” I said angrily and made to get off the bed. But Brenda wrapped her strong arms around me as I walked to the bedroom door. She pushed me into a chair and pulled my arms through the back stretchers and from somewhere produce a pair of handcuffs and secured me. “You’re staying there,” she said, “and see how Claire is enjoying this sexual adventure. If you are going to whimper and moan, you can wear this.” As she strapped a ball gag in my mouth.
I sat in the chair, struggling at first, but it was no good. As I watched them my cock grew harder and harder.
On the bed the girls stroked, kissed and licked each other’s bodies. Rubbed their fannies together and licked, kissed and tongued each other in the sixty-nine position, as both orgasumed several times. The whole time they were laughing and produced what seemed like an erotic choir of screams of joy.
When Brenda climbed off the bed and from the side cupboard produced a strap-on dildo and fixed around her lower body. Then proceeded to shag Claire with the rubber cock until she had further orgasmic quivers and cries.
Their sweaty bodies slid apart, both breathing heavily with broad smiles on their faces, when Brenda whispered to Claire saying, “I’m going to take you husband into the other bedroom with me. I’ll send him back to you shortly.” As she passionately kissed her.
She released my arms from the chair but quickly secured the handcuffs behind my back. She dragged me across the landing into the spare bedroom, where I assumed Brenda was sleeping.
She pushed me across the bed with my legs down the side, leaning over my back she bit my ear, then said, “Claire tells me you’re a ‘bum virgin,’ I like shagging virgins. This may hurt a little, at first, but you will get used to it.” She grabbed my hips and lifted me up while kicking my legs wider apart. Using some gel, she liberally lubricated my rectum pushing first one, then two and finally three fingers in as far as they could go.
“Right, I think you’re ready now, virgin, I’ll be gentle,” gripping my hips she positioned the rubber cock at my entrance of the sphincter muscle and pushed then withdrew, push in further and withdrew. My face buried in the bed clothes; I was making muffled screams through the ball gag. Brenda pushed in again then further and slapped my buttocks, then pushed further. She got into a rhythm back and forwards as my prostate was massaged, I continued screaming through the ball gag.
My orgasm was building but Brenda shouted as she continued to slap my buttocks, “Don’t you dare cum yet, not until I say so.” She was now thrusting hard; I was ready to shoot my load when she reached round and grabbed the end of my cock holding her hand tightly over its head. “You can cum now,” she ordered. As I ejaculated, she tried to catch my sperm in her hand. Pulling out she rolled me over onto my back and rubbed her cum filled hand across my chest.
Brenda removed her strap-on and straddled my weak body and kissed and tongued my mouth, “You’re going to be good shaggable sub, now make me cum with you that magic togue of yours, before I send you back to you wife.” As she slid her fanny over my mouth.
I staggard back to the master bedroom once Brenda had sprayed my face with her feminine juices. I crawled into bed next to Claire, I said, “What, on earth, have you done to us, Claire?”
She happily replied, “Wait till next weekend, Brenda is taking us to a ‘Sub’s and Dom’s Party.”
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By Old Harry
#Abuse #BDSM #Cuckold #Lesbian
