This is a long read, but I hope you will enjoy.
My wife and I have been in the lifestyle for many years which is why this story was such a surprise, when I found it out. We have been in the lifestyle for years and have played separately and together, but always knew what the other was doing.
She is a very smart and accomplished woman. After I started flying for the airlines, she got an offer to become a CISO, that was just too good to pass up. The only drawback was that she was going to have to move to Charlotte. She deserved the opportunity and after patiently waiting for me to move back to the Northeast, it would only be fair to support her, as well.
Flying gave me more flexibility to travel to her and I tried to go to Charlotte once a month. It was on one of these visits that I noticed a bruise mark on her ass that could have only been made with a paddle or some sort of BDSM spanker. She of course just said she must have run into the edge of a table or something. My curiosity was piqued but I had to get back home.
The next time that I came to visit, she was in the office a bunch and we only had sex when she got back from the office, but I noticed another bruise on her other ass cheek. I didn’t think anything of it since we always told each other about playtime and she was spending a ton of hours in the office.
It was on my 3rd visit, so about 3 months in to her new job that she said she had to talk to me. She knew she could tell me but she worried that the nature of it would be problematic for me.
About a week after settling in to her new place in Charlotte, a guy that she had seen coming and going from his apartment knocked on her door with a bottle of wine and some local takeout. He wanted to be the nice neighbor to welcome her to the neighborhood. He was tall, dark and handsome. Very well dressed. Stylish and fit. Dark hair and a smile that hinted at his mischievous nature.
She invited him in and thought nothing of his gesture of kindness. They sat down at the dinner table and got to know each other over a meal and a bottle of wine. He was a smart guy and really carried the conversation. In the back of her mind she started to question his motives but didn’t want to be that person that didn’t trust a simple friendly gesture.
After he went to use the bathroom, she surveyed the situation and realized that she had a very wet pussy. Their conversations weren’t overtly sexual but there were many sexual undertones and she found his smile very sexy. When he came back to the dining room he was planning to leave but made a bold move to kiss her. She wondered what she was doing but he was a good kisser and her pussy was wet, so she let him continue. When his hand slid down to her hips and his firm hand squeezed, she was putty in his hands. She knew at that moment that he was going to fuck her.
She grabbed his hand and lead him into her bedroom and then turned and dropped to her knees. She wanted to see what he had for a cock and had quickly dropped his pants to his ankles. She gripped his shaft and slid his cock between her lips. She is a very good cocksucker and was showing him how she could take his cock all the way to the back of her throat. He stepped out of his pants and quickly discarded his shirt and stood completely naked with his cock down her throat.
She stood back up and they started to kiss again. She had worn a wrap dress to work so once he pulled the tie, her dress came open and he slid it off of her shoulders. He reached behind her and released her bra. Leaving her standing there in just her panties. He now slid his hands down across her ass and caught the waistband with his thumbs as they traveled down. Once the panties cleared her thick ass, they fell to her ankles. At that moment she was thankful that she hadn’t been too busy to keep up with keeping her pussy shaved bald.
He kissed her a few times as their hands roamed over each other’s bodies. She liked the feel of his toned arms, his firm ass, and his steel hard cock. He spun her around and pushed her onto the bed. She fell back and her legs fell open. That was his cue to taste her juicy pussy. She feigned embarrassment that a married woman would get so wet for another man. While he licked her pussy, she ran her hands through his hair and pulled his mouth tight against her clit. He slid a couple fingers in her and had her cumming on his tongue.
She wanted his cock inside her and made sure he knew that she wanted to fuck. She reached in her bedside table and handed him a condom. We haven’t used condoms in a couple years but I put a box in her stuff when she moved for just such an occasion.
He climbed onto the bed and she felt his sheathed cock nudge her pussy. He slid his cock head up and down her slit and then pushed in. She let out that sexy gasp that I have heard 100s of times as he buried his cock inside her. They fucked for about 10 minutes before he asked her to get on all fours. He was eager to grab her womanly hips and fuck her from behind. The way she pushes that pussy back makes it hard to last and he blasted off in his condom after a few minutes.
She looked at the clock and realized how late it was so she thanked him for the “welcome” and they said their goodbyes.
It was too late to call me so she promised herself that she would tell me the next day. Work weighed on her heavily and she found herself a week later and hadn’t told me about fucking the neighbor. She was thinking about how to tell me when there was a knock at her door. The same neighbor was there to ask if she wanted to come up and hang out. She agreed because she enjoyed his neighborly nature and she promised herself that she wouldn’t fuck him again until she told me about the first time.
She told him she was going to change out of her work clothes and then she would be over. About 15 minutes later she was knocking on his door. He opened the door and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She thought, he is just being polite, this isn’t anything to do with us fucking last week.
His place was well appointed and stylish like he was. There was that smile again. She took in his apartment and noticed a few oddities. Oddities that were overtly sexual. As he opened a bottle of wine she asked to use his bathroom. As she went down the hallway she noticed the spare bedroom, except nothing in it was a bedroom or an office. It was a sex dungeon. She felt her pussy get wet upon that realization.
When she came back into the dining room, he walked straight to her, put his hand in her hair, pulled her head back and gave her a kiss that made her want to drop her panties…again. This guy was slick but he also knew how to take charge and that was very appealing to her. She tried to appeal to reason and told him that she was a happily married woman but that we had been in the lifestyle for many years, so last week wasn’t a problem but she needed to keep it in check.
Then he asked her if she wanted to see his special room. She was intrigued because she has always been a kinky girl. She planned to be on her best behavior but also knew what that room might do to her. He flipped a switch and lights came on that set a mood but also allowed you to see what he had in the room. The wall was adorned with paddles, floggers and rope. Her pussy clenched as she looked around and she felt her defenses crumbling. He stood nearby and smelled good. As she took in the room she saw that he had a St Andrew’s Cross and a spanking bench.
The thought of being strapped to the bench and paddled was now starting to take over her thoughts. She had to figure out what energy she gave off that made men know that they can fuck her, if they try. He was playing her like a fiddle and her resolve was crumbling. She knew what was about to happen AND what she wanted to happen. She felt his hand settle on her shoulder and gently but firmly pushed down on her shoulder and she found herself kneeling on a soft carpeted spot in the room. As she turned her head, she came face to face with his cock and knew what she was supposed to do. She ran her hands up and down his thighs as she leaned in to take his cock in her mouth. One hand came up to wrap around his shaft as she felt his hands lace into her hair and force her throat down on his cock. Her pussy was betraying her as he repeatedly made her gag on his cock.
He reached down and lifted her shirt over her head and she worked her shorts right off. He stood her up and they walked to the cross. Her hands and ankles were attached to the cross and she felt very exposed, naked with her legs spread open. She felt vulnerable but also excited to see if this guy knew how to use his toys.
He ran his hands all over her naked body. Her skin started to tingle with goose bumps. She could feel her juices start to run down her thighs. He slid a blindfold over her eyes and then gave each cheek of her ass a light slap. He took a few paddles off the wall and over about an hour, progressively spanked her harder and harder, turning her entire ass a bright pink. She was thankful in that moment that she would have the weekend to allow her ass to heal before having to be in the office again on Monday.
She could feel the heat radiating off of her ass and her pussy was completely deceiving her. Her thighs were a juicy mess all of the way to her knees. The cross had a padded hinge in the middle and he pulled a pin causing it to lever forward. Still secured to the cross, she found herself bent over and her ass sticking out.
He dropped down behind her and buried his face in her pussy. She came in a matter of seconds. She heard the tear of a cellophane wrapper and knew that he was about to fuck her again. She had a moment of guilt when she realized that she still hadn’t told me, her husband, that she had already fucked this guy once and here he was turning her ass red and getting ready to fuck her again.
Her pussy gave no resistance as he got behind and thrust his cock into her pussy. He gripped and grabbed at her hips and she loved how it felt to be manhandled. His cock had to be at least 7″ and a good thickness so he was able to hit her spots like she liked and came on his cock twice before he unloaded inside of his condom.
He brought the cross back upright and released her wrists and ankles. She found herself a little lightheaded and slightly embarrassed as she removed the blindfold and thought about how this neighbor had fucked her again.
She got dressed and left for her apartment. Now, how would she be able to tell me. She had let this guy fuck her a 2nd time. It wasn’t just a fuck though, this guy had touched on a kink that lit her pussy on fire and she still had to figure out how to tell me. She grabbed a drink of water and passed out on her bed.
She woke up the next morning and could still feel the soreness in her ass from all of the paddling. What she didn’t realize was that one of the paddles had hit hard enough that it created some bruising, which is what I noticed when I visited the next weekend.
Part way through their 2nd month, he had convinced her to let him fuck her bare. She didn’t really have much say because their sexual relationship had become a weekly visit to his dungeon. She was strapped to the spanking bench begging him to fuck her when he told her that he wasn’t going to use a condom. She “protested” but it only feigned at resistance. The sensation of his cum leaking from her pussy as she walked back to her apartment brought on further guilty thoughts.
She had every intention of telling me after the first time. Then the 2nd time was a bondage scene and she worried about how I would take that. Having fucked him every week and now feeling his cum leak out of her pussy, she couldn’t figure out how she was going to come clean to me.
This had gone on for 3 months. But the Friday before my next visit convinced her that she had to confess. She went up to his place and she was quickly strapped in and paddled. He had used the blindfold that first time and did again this time. It was something she thought about as being odd but she loved the sensory deprivation so she rolled with it. He now had her gagging on his cock when she felt multiple sets of hands on her body.
She thought, “what the fuck”, but then her pussy followed by saying, “oh my”. She was strapped to the bench and she had vowed to herself that she wouldn’t use her safe word with him. She wanted to feel the sting of the paddles that she would be reminded of for a few days when she sat down. Was she going to use her safe word now? He hadn’t ever discussed anyone else taking liberties with her and she thought again about how I would react to this story.
In the heat of the moment, her pussy won out and the neighbor and three of his anonymous friends fucked her for the next 2 hours. When they finished, her throat was sore and her pussy had a stream of cum running out of it. He released her from the bench and she quickly got dressed and went back to her apartment. As she showered and washed the cum from her pussy, she realized she had to come clean.
I flew in that next week and we spent some nice quality time together. We fucked like rabbits because I have always thought her pussy is amazing but also I think because she had a guilty conscience. There were absolutely no feelings involved with the neighbor but she couldn’t believe that it had taken her 3 months to tell me. It was purely physical.
We went out for a nice dinner and when we came back to the apartment we noticed the neighbor leaving. That triggered the discussion. We got in the apartment and quickly got naked. I was laying on my back on the bed and she crawled up to take my cock in her mouth. Once I was good and hard, she crawled up to straddle my lap and sunk her delicious pussy down on my cock.
As she started to rock her hips, she leaned in to kiss me and then said she had to tell me something. She expressed her undying love for me and then proceeded to give every minute detail of her passion filled past 3 months. She hoped I would react well. When I rolled her off of me, put her legs over my shoulders and drove my cock into her pussy, she knew my answer. As I got close to coming, I told her that Daddy owns her pussy and that we will be married forever. Then I filled her greedy pussy with cum. She was fabulously relieved.
I gave her the go ahead after that and they fucked a couple times a month for the next 9 months, until he got a job transfer. She has always been a little whore for bondage and spankings, so I wanted to make sure that she could continue to enjoy that, plus I love to know that she is getting fucked…by me…or someone else. She did get to meet his friends face to face and they fucked her a few more times as well.
I really do love being married to a slut.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/w48d7c/taking_on_a_new_role_fiction