Watching Fiancee Get Nailed (hotwife, fellatio, cunnilingus, intercourse)

[Author’s note. This is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to anyone is a complete coincidence. I’ve used no names in this story. If I decide to make it into a series I may add the participants’ names and provide some additional backstory. RS]

For the last six weeks, he has been sharing his dream of her picking up guys and bringing them home to fuck while he watches. At last she has assented. He watched her get dressed to go out and pick up a horny guy.

He sat on the bed as she examined her figure in the full-length mirror. “My Brazilian needs a touch-up, sweetie. Get the razor, please?” She followed him into the bathroom and sat on the counter, knees up so he could access any pubic stubble. “In fact, instead of the landing strip, make me completely bare, OK?”

He smiled as he got to his knees and rubbed shaving gel around her crotch. She squirmed a little at his touch, even though he was not being deliberately arousing. They were both excited at what would be happening later. He adjusted the way his semi-hard dick was sitting in his pants so he wouldn’t be uncomfortable as he shaved her. He saw and smelt her excitement oozing from her vagina. Some careful strokes with the razor left her pussy smooth. “I’ll take a quick shower to wash the gel away.” He grinned at her with lust. “No, you’ll just slow me down. You go to the living room and wait there. Maybe I’ll let you dry my hair afterwards.” He nodded, not trying to speak. She smiled as she saw the erection distorting the shape of his trousers.

It was indeed a quick shower. She didn’t put any special attention anywhere besides her armpits, breasts, and groin. There was no need for him to dry her shoulder-length red hair as it was slightly damp, not at all wet. She used a little talcum powder, dabbed some perfume at her neck and wrist, adding just a drop between her breasts.

She had dressed in her two-inch CFM heels, a minidress that covers her ass, but not by much. It has a scoop-neck at the top, sleeveless, so she displayed lots of breast. They weren’t large breasts, but they are well-shaped, firm B-cups, the nipples responsive to the slightest arousal or cold. No bra or panties, of course. Fishnet hold-up stockings. She exaggerated her usual makeup regimen by adding more color at her eyes, more blush on her cheeks. Before she went out, she modeled the outfit for him. She added extra sway to her hips so the skirt would flare and move, exposing even more leg. Her breasts jiggle as she moves. Already her nipples are hard and poking through the material of her dress. She kissed him lightly on the lips. “Do you think I’ll need more than an hour to find someone suitable?”

“Take the time you want or need, dear. Don’t settle for someone who doesn’t truly excite you.”  

She went out to a local hangout. He didn’t ask which one, they’re all flesh markets. She won’t have any trouble finding a guy with her looks and figure. He smiled as he sat in their apartment, imagining the looks she was getting from the men at the club. Maybe from some of the women, too, he thought. Earlier in their dating he had seen some women giving her the eye. She pretended to be repulsed by the idea, but maybe if this night turned out well, …

When it was just the two of them they would go into a club and find a place to sit, have a few drinks, then dance. Some of the women would look at him with interest. He was an attractive man with wide shoulders and a narrow waist. He would smile back, but everyone there could see he wasn’t leaving with anyone other than his date. Maybe tonight she was sitting at the bar, seeing who would offer to buy a drink? Would she wink at him? Kiss him? He’d have to hear this part of the story from her later.

About eleven, he heard the sound of a car door closing. He sat in the living room, pretending to read. The door opened, she came in and motioned behind for another person. The visitor was maybe five-ten. Slim, not obviously muscled. Dark hair, mustache. “Hi, honey, this is Stud. He is calling me Fucktoy. We will call you Fiance. Stud and I are going to get ready to screw our brains out. You wait here for a few minutes, then come in.” She led Stud to the bedroom and closed the door. He could hear them giggling as they undressed.

Inside the bedroom the two soon-to-be lovers came together in a kiss and embrace that they both knew was prologue. Stud broke the kiss to concentrate on the zipper of her dress. As it lowered she shrugged her arms out of it. Stud gasped at her breasts, at her light-brown nipples standing firm and inviting. He took one breast in his hand and let his tongue tease the nipple of the other. She couldn’t help moaning at his touch, the warmth of his mouth, the grip from his hand. She pulled away, kicked off her shoes and began to strip him. When they were both nude, and both obviously turned on, they kissed some more, then moved to the bed.

Back in the living room Fiance had waited for the sound of the bed-springs. He walked to the door and, before he opened it, listened to what was going on inside.

“Really, he doesn’t mind that I’m about to fuck you?”

“No, Stud, I told you, he likes it. He wants to watch, and he’ll do exactly as I tell him.”

He opened the door and came in. They were on the bed, naked, kissing. Stud broke away as the door opened. Fiance saw Stud had at least eight inches of erection showing. “Fiance, I put a chair here so you could watch up close.” He sat down. “No, silly, I want you naked too.”

This was not as they had discussed beforehand. “That’s too much. I’m here to watch, but I’ll stay in my clothes.”

She patted Stud on the arm and sat up. Stud stared at her dark nipples as they jiggled. “If you are going to watch, you will strip now. Otherwise leave the room and I might tell you about it later. What do you prefer?”

He sighed and stood up to disrobe. Stud gasped at the muscles Fiance had, and started to get out of the bed. Fucktoy pulled him back, saying, “You’re OK, Stud. Stay here. I won’t let him hurt you.” Stud tried to relax.

Fiance finished undressing. He was about half-erect, but not fully hard. He sat in the chair as directed. Fucktoy leaned over to whisper to him, “I crushed up two Viagra pills and put them in his drink. He’s going to be hard for hours, and I’m going to enjoy him. You are going to enjoy watching.” He just nodded.

Stud and Fucktoy kissed some more. The kisses quickly became more passionate, lots of open mouth and tongue. Stud explored her back and sides with his hands, sometimes allowing himself some sideboob. She let her hands sweep all over his torso. After a few minutes, Fucktoy pushed Stud onto his back and got between his legs. She made sure Fiance could see her face and mouth, Stud’s dick, and her ass. She wanted him to have plenty of things to look at. Taking Stud’s dick in her hand, she kissed it at the tip, then put the head into her mouth. Fiance knew she was playing her tongue around the sensitive area on the underside, right behind the head. Then she licked him from root to tip and took as much into her mouth as she could. Stud grunted with the surprise and the pleasure, and began to thrust with his hips. She put a hand at the base of his cock, so he wouldn’t hurt her if he made a big thrust. She began sliding the dick in and out of her mouth.

Fiance’s dick was getting harder during all this. He alternated looking at her ass, trying to see if her pussy was wet, looking at the wet blowjob. Without conscious effort, he began to stroke his own cock.

Stud was breathing heavy by this time, and Fucktoy knew he was about to cum for the first of many times. She moved her hand and slid her lips all the way down. Stud had never been deep-throated before, and he was enjoying it. Fucktoy pulled back so she could get a breath, then took him back into her throat. Two more of these and Stud began to cum. Fucktoy kept his dick in her throat and swallowed all of his cum without effort. As Stud’s breathing was getting back to normal, he smiled. She released him from her mouth with a smack of her lips. She looked at Fiance, licked her lips and opened her mouth wide. Then she looked at Stud. “I’m going to sit on your face now. Turn so that Fiance will be able to see everything.” Stud adjusted his position as instructed. Fucktoy got astride his chest and smiled. She leaned forward and put a nipple at his lips. Stud opened his mouth and began to lick and suck. If possible, the nipple got even harder at this. Stud gripped the nipple with his teeth and flicked his tongue on and around it. Fucktoy smiled, getting even more excited. She pulled that breast from him and gave him the other. This time she moaned as he nibbled and licked at her. Another minute of this and she pulled away again, kneewalked up his chest so her wet pussy was over his mouth. Stud reached with his tongue. Fucktoy watched, moving her hips and legs to keep her pussy just out of reach, no matter how much he raised his head up or stuck his tongue out. At last, Stud grabbed her by the hips and pulled her pussy to his mouth, as she had hoped he would. Stud used his tongue and lips to explore and probe her. He licked between her labia from opening to clit. Fucktoy put her hands at her pussy and opened her labia wide, so that Fiance could see, and so Stud could kiss and lick anywhere. She began to grind her pussy on his face. Her breathing quickened, eyes closed. She was making moaning sounds, especially when Stud’s tongue lingered at her clit. In just another minute Fucktoy began to cum. She grabbed Stud and pulled his head as close as possible. She cried out with no words, only sounds of ecstasy. Stud held her ass, also pulling his mouth in tightly. The orgasm lasted maybe fifteen or twenty seconds on the clock, but all three of them were lost in the moment. It seemed like fifteen or twenty minutes.
Stud’s dick had not relaxed after the bj, only softened a little. With the sound and taste of Fucktoy’s orgasm, he was fully hard again. When Fucktoy’s breathing was easier she slid back on him, took his dick in her hand and guided it into her sopping pussy. Between Stud’s hardness and her being so post-cum wet, she sat all the way down.

Fiance leaned forward in the chair, unable, unwilling to look away. Stud and Fucktoy didn’t seem aware that Fiance was there. They were just in the moment, letting the sensations and feelings run over and through them. Stud started to bounce his hips to complement Fucktoy’s hip movements. They were going slow at first. A deep thrust, then a slow pull-out, until just the tip of his cock is inside her. Then another, another, another. Fiance moved his attention from Fucktoy’s face, by her tits, to Stud’s face, then to where the two of them joined. Then back up again. He lingered on Fucktoy’s tits for a minute, admiring the bounce and jiggle unique to them.

Fucktoy began speaking around and through her panting, “That’s it, Stud, fuck me. Fuck me as hard and deep as you can. I need a hard fuck, and you’re it.” Stud got even more excited at her words, and grabbed her by the hips, pumping in and out faster now, ever faster.

“You are so wet, so snug, feel so nice around my dick.” Fucktoy stopped him with a finger to his lips.

“Sh-h-h-h, you just fuck me as hard and deep as you can.” Stud gave up trying to speak and instead concentrated on how his cock felt.  “That’s it, Stud, my pretty FuckBoy. Give it to me good.”

Still they moved faster at each stroke. Both of them were getting breathless. Fiance noticed his hand at his cock, and let go. He didn’t want to cum too soon. And he hadn’t had the Viagra, would need his usual recovery time. He placed his hands on his thighs.

With little warning, Fucktoy began to cum. Wailing sounds, gasps of air, all told of her orgasm. Stud slowed his action while she was cumming. As the orgasm subsided, he resumed his long hard strokes. Her orgasm had brought his much closer. Fucktoy opened her eyes to look at Fiance. “That was even better than when I cummed on his face. Why can’t you make me cum like that?” Then she looked down at Stud, who was sweating, breathing so quickly. She knew he was almost there.

Sure enough, Stud cried out as he was cumming inside her. Eight or nine strokes and he was spent again. Fucktoy patted his face. “That was nice, Stud. You lie there and recuperate while I show Fiance what you’ve done.” She raised off Stud’s cock and sat at the side of the bed, legs wide apart.

“See, Fiance, this is what a well-fucked pussy looks like.” He saw her spread labia, her juices and Stud’s cum dripping out. She ran a finger across and into her pussy, then held it in front of him. “The essence of me and of Stud here.” She put the finger to his face. He opened his lips and licked the finger, sucked it into his mouth and cleaned it. “That’s the way, Fiance. You know what to do next.” He knelt in front of her open pussy and began to lick it. First all around the outside, the outer labia, the taint. Then between the labia, where the juices were more plentiful. Fucktoy gave a quiet moan as he tongued her clit. He then fastened his lips around her entrance. Fiance probed with his tongue as deeply as he could. Even sucking a bit. trying to get as much from inside her as he could. He was never going to admit it while Stud was there, but had always enjoyed licking her after they had fucked. The combined flavors of the two of them often excited him back to a partial erection so they could fuck some more. Stud’s cum mixed with her natural juices, and tasted different from his own. His erection stiffened again.  

Stud just lay on the bed watching as Fiance cleaned out Fucktoy. His dick had wilted after Fucktoy dismounted, but the Viagra was still keeping him mostly erect. Watching a women eaten in front of him started his cock to hardening, getting ready for more.

Fucktoy saw Stud’s cock getting harder again, and said, “Ok, Fiance, that’s enough. Lie down on your back, you know what’s next.” Fiance rose from his knees and lay down lengthwise on the bed, his feet at the headboard. “Stud, you’re going to fuck me from behind now, while Fiance tongues my clit.”

Fucktoy lay atop Fiance in a 69 position, making sure his face was right beneath her pussy. Stud got to his knees behind her and began rubbing his cock in and around her pussy. Fiance extended his tongue, danced it across her clit. From this vantage, he could see her pussy and ass, as well as a super close view of Stud’s cock and balls.

Fucktoy took Fiance’s cock in her hand and kissed it lightly. They both knew he’d not be getting a blowjob tonight, not while their Stud was still there. Fiance enjoyed the sensation of her hand on him, and of her taste on his tongue.

Stud started slowly again, pushing in most of the way on the first try. Fucktoy moaned at the combination of sensations. A hard dick inside her, and Fiance’s tongue at her clit. She gripped Fiance’s hard cock in her hand. Stud began a rhythmic thrusting deeper at each stroke. His ball-sack was bouncing across Fiance’s nose. Fiance let his tongue “accidently” lap at Stud’s balls and shaft.

Fucktoy began to cum almost immediately. A full pussy and a stimulated clit were the perfect ingredients for fast orgasms. Stud could feel her pussy walls contract around him. Fiance could see the contractions as she cummed. Her pussy juice oozed around Stud’s cock and Fiance lapped it up.

Stud kept on. Two cums already meant he was going to keep at this for several minutes. Fiance continued to lick at Fucktoy’s clit, keeping her orgasm going. After another few minutes Stud began to accelerate and deepen his strokes, so Fiance leaned his head back and licked at Stud’s balls, then let his tongue rest at Fucktoy’s entrance, so Stud would slide his cock across Fiance’s tongue with each stroke.  Stud found this combination of stimuli too much, his cum struck suddenly. As he emptied himself a third time, he relaxed, and his cock came right out. So did a small gusher of his cum, right onto Fiance’s tongue. Fiance wasn’t sure how to feel about this, but he swallowed it so he could continue to caress her clit and labia.

Stud was so fatigued he flopped down on his back onto the bed. Fiance and Fucktoy stayed in their 69 position for another few minutes, allowing her to cum once more.

Even while they were in that 69 position, Fucktoy did not deliberately stroke Fiance’s cock. It sometimes brushed against her face as she moved. Fiance was still hard as steel, his dick at 90 degrees to his body. He wanted to touch it if she wouldn’t, but he didn’t know how she would respond to that. Earlier she had given him “the look” when she spotted his hand there earlier.

Fucktoy sprawled full-length across Fiance as her most recent orgasm ebbed. She rested for a few minutes. Fiance contented himself with the close-up view of her pussy, wet from her cumming and from his tongue.

Fucktoy got off of Fiance and looked at Stud. “I want you in my pussy at least once more, Stud. Are you ready?”

Stud looked at his cock, only half-erect. “I don’t know. I might need some help getting hard enough.” Fiance and Fucktoy both knew that Stud wanted her mouth on him again. Fucktoy had other plans.

“Fiance, I need Stud hard again. Use your mouth and tongue to get him ready for me.” Fiance hesitated. He hadn’t planned on this. He had been ready to watch, even ready to clean out her pussy after Stud had cum. Was he ready for this?

He tried to run through things, thinking, “I asked her to bring home a guy. I asked her to fuck him while I watched. She suggested then that I clean her pussy afterwards. I wasn’t real happy, but I agreed. I even agreed to licking her clit from a 69 while he fucked her. If I back away now, what happens to us? She will be disappointed, and never want to do this again, probably. If I don’t back away now, what happens to us? I know I’m not gay. She knows it. This Stud fellow, we never have to see him again, so I don’t care what he thinks.”

He had made his decision. He rolled to his knees, took Stud’s partial erection in his hand and began to suck and lick at it. Stud drew a breath in surprise, but lay back to enjoy. Fucktoy smiled at her newfound power in this fantasy of theirs. Fiance found Stud’s dick still tasted of Fucktoy, and he was able to accommodate three inches of him. Maybe more. Fiance knew what he liked when Fucktoy sucked him, so he determined to do those things to bring Stud to full erection. He pulled himself back until only the head of Stud’s cock was still in his mouth. He had a hand around it, stroking it in time to his tongue, which was licking back and forth underneath the head, then swirling around it. He kept at this for several minutes, feeling the other man’s dick getting harder. He even allowed himself to enjoy the feeling of a stiffening penis, the smooth skin, the combination of flavors. He started to move his head and hand up and down, tongue always moving and swirling. Stud was smiling, eyes closed. This was the second-best bj of his short life. The one from Fucktoy earlier was still the best. She could deep-throat, and had more experience. But Fiance was doing quite well. Stud did not let himself worry whether he was gay for enjoying a beej from another man. He merely closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensations.

Fucktoy decided she’d better get some benefit from all of this, too. She straddled Stud’s face, this time facing his feet, so she could watch her man blow a stranger. Stud was somewhat startled at the soft, wet skin on his mouth, but started licking and kissing in time with the movements on his dick.

She lowered her head to Fiance and kissed his cheek. He released Stud’s dick from his mouth and pointed it towards her mouth. She kissed and licked one side of the shaft as Fiance mirrored on the other. They took turns taking it as deeply into their mouths as they could, looking into each others’ eyes the whole time. She had lots more dick-sucking experience that Fiance did, but judging from the sounds Stud was making, Fiance was doing quite well. His enthusiasm might even get Stud cumming before she was ready. She patted Fiance on the ass and said, “He looks hard enough for me now. You get back in your chair.”

Fiance moved to his chair, watching Fucktoy lie on her back with her knees up. “Get in me now, Stud. Fuck me. Pound me. Take that hard dick to me. Be rough, merciless!” Stud had moved into position, and at the word “rough” plunged balls deep. His balls did bounce off her ass. He was wet from Fiance’s blowjob. She was wet from all the orgasms and pussy licking. He leaned forward on his hands and fucked her as hard and fast as he could.

Fucktoy kept on talking. She had seen how Fiance had leaned closer at her words, how his eyes widened when Stud pushed his way inside. “Fuck me, Stud. Make my tits bounce. Shove that hard cock as deep as you can in my cunt. Make it so I can’t walk when you’re finished with me.” The nasty talk was getting him even more excited. Stud was liking it too. He was trying to go even faster as she spoke. “More! Harder!” She grabbed his ass and pulled him towards her with each thrust. “That’s it” Her words were harder to understand because her breathing had turned to panting. “Deeper!” a breath. “More!” another breath.

Fiance watched in fascination. Stud’s hips were almost a blur. His cock was shiny with Fucktoy, from root to head. The head never came all the way out, but it had to be at least as wet as the rest. Fucktoy was calling for more. Her breasts were bouncing in time with the other movements. Fiance realized again that he was stroking his own erection. He didn’t remember starting to do that, it was a reaction to all he was seeing and hearing. He put both hands on his thighs, held them there.

Fucktoy locked her ankles behind Stud. She was pulling him tight to her with legs and hands. Stud was still pounding as hard as he could. Fiance had moved even closer, watching everything as it happened.

Fucktoy cummed again with a shriek. Stud slowed his movements when her pussy clenched its walls around him. She was still so wet, that he could keep moving, even with the amazing squeeze she was exerting. She began to unclench when her orgasm was over. Stud began to cum at that moment. He made his own set of incoherencies as he slammed so deep he thought he felt her cervix as he was cumming. A slight pause, another deep thrust, another spurt of cum deep inside. One last, still deep, and he was spent. Had he really cum four times that afternoon? He hadn’t done that since adolescence.

Stud let his weight settle onto Fucktoy. She still had her hands on his ass and her legs around his. All three people were still except for the breathing, and Stud’s dick softening and pulling out of her. She let her legs drop from him, and took her hands to her side. She kept her knees up and apart. “Get up now, Stud.”

He pulled the rest of the way out of her and started to lie down beside her. “No, it’s time for you to go. This was great, and we enjoyed it a lot, and it will not ever happen again.”

Stud started to say, “What about, …”

She interrupted. “Nothing. This was a one time thing, not to be repeated. We probably will never see each other again. If we ever do, it will be the first time we have met. Understood?” A nod. “Goodbye. Fiance and I have some unfinished business.” Fiance stood and said, “Goodbye, Stud.”

Stud did as he was told. Fiance walked Stud to the door, closing and locking it firmly behind him.

When he walked back into the bedroom, Fiance kissed his lady full and deep. She kissed him back with equal enthusiasm. She said, “That was amazing!” She looked down at Fiance’s still erect cock. “My poor Fiance! Are you really that excited still.” He didn’t trust his voice enough to speak. He just nodded.

She patted his cheek, saying, “Clean up my pussy again and we’ll see what we can do for you.”

She lay back with her knees up as he settled down to lick her pussy some more. She thought about what had happened today. How she even dominated her fiance by making him suck her pick-up’s dick. Moaning as his tongue moved all over and around and in her pussy, she remembered that she was usually the more passive one in their relationship. Now he was eating her pussy as though he’d not eaten anything in weeks.

She tapped his shoulder. “Let’s switch to 69 some more, OK?” He raised up, smiling, and lay on his back, erection still pointing straight up. She straddled his face and enjoyed how he grabbed her ass and pulled her closer to his mouth. His tongue was again exploring her labia from taint to clit, and dipping inside her vagina besides. She took his dick in one hand and started to lick and kiss it as they’d been doing to Stud just a few minutes earlier. She felt her next orgasm begin to build as she remembered how their tongues and lips teased each other while they’d been making Stud erect for one more fuck. She released his dick from her mouth to catch her breath. “Don’t stop, I’m about to cum again.” Her fiance grabbed her butt-cheeks tightly and pulled her even tighter. She gripped his dick ever more firmly in her hand, rubbing it against her cheek as her orgasm washed over her. She cried out wordlessly, held his head between her thighs and pumped her hips against his mouth and nose. Like her first orgasm of the night, this one probably lasted less than twenty seconds or so, but she thought it went on forever.

“That was the best one yet, lover.” She raised up from his mouth and turned to face him, still astride his chest. She locked her mouth on his, exploring his mouth with her tongue, tasting her orgasm and some traces of Stud’s. Her fiance moaned into her kisses. One thing she had always enjoyed was the sounds he would make. When she released the kiss she leaned back to rest her ass on his hips and took his cock in her hand again. “My poor man, his dick is so hard it must hurt.” He still didn’t trust himself to say anything, so he just moaned some more and nodded. “Would your fat dick like my pussy or my mouth now?”

“Don’t tease me, dear.”

“It’s no tease, lover. Which would you prefer? My wet twat, still oozing from my five cums? My mouth? Between my tits? What does my man want?”

“I just need to cum. I’ve been hard like this for over two hours.”

She patted his cheek as she got out of the bed. “You lie here and jack off while I sit in the chair and watch.”

“No way. I need a good hard fuck now. Come on.”

“Uh-uh. You wanted me to bring home a hard stud, blow him, then fuck him more than once. This was your idea. I went along with it, and even enjoyed it. So now you’ll jack off for me, and lick your hands clean when you’ve cum. Maybe I’ll let you in my pussy or mouth tomorrow some time.”

He groaned his frustration, but wrapped his left hand around his dick. “I don’t know why you want this, but OK, I’ll do as you ask.” He stroked firmly from root to tip, starting out with slow strokes, but speeding up as his excitement grew. Everything he had seen, heard, and tasted combined to make his orgasm quick and intense. Before two minutes had passed, he was moaning, breathing heavy. His hand was moving so quickly, and gripped so tightly that she thought he would tear his cock from his belly. He shouted in the intensity of the moment, wordlessly, and the semen started to spurt from the end of his dick. He usually spasmed three or four times, but tonight had stored up so much that he fired off at least nine times.

He let his hand fall away from his cock and lay back to catch his breath. She didn’t let him get comfortable. “Remember to lick all your cum from your hand.” He didn’t dare reply, so he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked his semen off. As he swallowed he began to think what to say next.

Before he could organize his thoughts she spoke again. “Tasty?” He shrugged. Semen tasted better when mixed with her pussy juices. “I’ll say it this way: Look like you’re enjoying your flavor. Scoop up the cum from where it hit your chest and swallow it too.” He complied, but not without a couple of glares her direction.

At last she let him lie back and relax. She lay down beside him and snuggled up to his side. “See, honey, I didn’t really want to pick up a stranger and fuck him. Everything from nine PM to ten minutes ago was to please you. And since I had done exactly what you wanted, I wanted some things from you. One of those things was to have you fluff my date back to full erection before that last fuck.”

“Now that I’ve brought home a stranger to our bed, I want to do it again,at least once a month. I am not being unfaithful to you, because you wanted this. I won’t sneak out or meet a date in secret. I want you to know when I leave here to get a fuck-buddy.  And on those days, you will help me get ready to go out. That includes touching up my shave or landing strip to my satisfaction. I might want you to paint my nails or fasten my garter belt and stockings. You will be my submissive while my date is here and after he leaves. On date-day I will not fuck you, nor will I blow or tit-fuck you until I see you jacking off to orgasm, swallowing all of your cum you can get. In other words, on date-day, the day I plan to bring a stranger to our bed and fuck him in several different ways, you are my submissive fiance from the time we wake up until you cum with your hands after my date has gone.”

“Submissive? So on those days I must do only as you say?”

“Yes, that’s it. You will have some autonomy. I’m not saying you can’t jack off while I am at a club finding a date, or while my date and I are fucking. I do require you to be in the bedroom with me and my date so you can watch and help.”

“I think I understand. What if I get so excited that I cum while your ‘date’ is still here?”

“Sweetie, I don’t care how many times you cum ever. I would like to be with you for most of them, sure. The only orgasms I care about on date-day are my own, my stud’s, and the one you have me watching after my date has gone.”

“I get it.”

“And while my date is here, you are nude, ready to assist me in whatever I ask. For instance, tonight I asked you to fluff the boy back to fully erect.Next time I might ask you to give him a full-monty beej, swallowing and all.”  

[To be continued, perhaps. RS]

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