How it all started vol. 7
Friday dragged on forever. Again, I tried to be productive at work, but with little effect, as all my thoughts were wrapped around what happened last night and what was bound to happen tonight. I got home around 6pm, and my lovely fiancee was already there, having a bath, laying in a bathtub and relaxing before what we both expected would be the sexiest ordeal ever.
A. was to arrive around 8, so by that time both of us were ready and trembling with anticipation. Again, my darling put on some effort to create a desired effect: makeup with strong eyeliner leaving somewhat goth impression, and mandatory red lipstick, supported by tiny, neat earrings. There was no necklace this time, as she wanted intentionally to leave as much of her neck skin exposed (when she told me, I shuddered, as I knew why).
What she wore was even more provoking. She took tiniest thongs she had in her arsenal, with front part barely covering her lovable mons pubis, which she made smooth and without her usual, minute landing strip. That alone made me wonder, why she did it, but surely, that request must have come from A. Another request that came from A. was that she wears her butt plug again, she gladly inserted it, and this time, paraded in front of me. She looked mouth watering standing in front of me, with just her earrings, her thongs and her butt plug on, but all I could to was watch in awe, although I wanted to split her in half with my cock.
Then she put on a special, very thin, little black dress that reached down to the middle of her shapely thighs. Fabric was so fine, that it revealed every perfect curve of her body, regardless if she was standing, sitting or moving. Shoulder straps were long, revealing upper part of her back and creating beautiful sight of her brassiere free breasts at the front. With the nail polish matching her lipstick, she looked, gorgeous, elegant and slutty at the same time, exactly how she wanted.
N. was in the bathroom when A. knocked on the door. I opened, greeted him and we exchanged bit of a friendly talk while I escorted him to the couch of our living room. He was elegant as well, fancy chinos and white shirt, with rolled sleeves, displaying athletic forearms. I brought him and myself some single malt whisky, and then sat across the room in an armchair. Soon, N. walked into the room, barefooted, holding a glass of chardonnay, and walked straight to A, giving him a light pecking kiss on the lips, before sitting next to him.
My darling was over the moon, sitting on his left, with her right leg bent underneath her left, exposing a lot of her skin. Three of us had a nice, relaxed chat, and the only thing that was plainly betraying how hot the whole situation was, were her hard nipples, protruding through her dress.
Suddenly, A. made a move. He put his arm around her shoulder, pulled her closer without her objections, and calmly and with that deep, pleasant (although somewhat sinister sounding) voice, started his exposé, looking straight into my eyes:
“Guys, I am really glad I met you, and we all know how and why I met you. I tried to prove myself worthy of this arrangement, as you, N. are sinfully beautiful, and I want to...Well, I think you know what I want to do to you. However, before we continue, as you had your requirements, so do I.”
“First of all, your sex routine will change. B, you will only get to fuck N. missionary. No doggy, no riding, no legs high up in the sky. No anal and no blowjobs for you neither. Also, you will not be allowed to cum while fucking. From now on, N. will learn to ruin your orgasms, and she’ll teach you to enjoy the relief. One week before my arrival, both of you will not have sex at all. I want you horny, aroused and frustrated by the time I get here. You will see what will that do to your will, and you might even start to enjoy the feeling after a while. Last but not the least, B, you will be dressed and you’ll restrain yourself from masturbation, while I fuck her.”
“As for you N, If you want to cum, B will eat you to orgasm. However, I insist that while you are receiving that oral pleasure, you imagine me.”
While I was trying to comprehend what was being said, and while N. grinned with that famous grin, he continued:”This is the initial set of requirements. They might change over the time, but I insist on them from now on. I understand that it might be a shocker to you B, but you still have the final word, and if you object, we’ll stop everything right away. N. already agreed with it, didn’t you N?” to which she giggled and nodded her lovely head all the while she played with buttons on his shirt.
I was utterly dismayed. I wanted this to happen, she wanted this to happen, but suddenly, it wasn’t going to happen according to my plan, but according to hers. And still, although I wasn’t sure which way this will go, and how deep the rabbit hole really is, I agreed with a terrible knot in my belly and one trembling breath.
Even before the last sound of my agreement was made, N. jumped on A. kissing him passionately and grinding violently. She wanted it bad! However, A. had something else in mind. He grabbed her by her neck and gently but firmly pulled her away from him.
“I have one more request for you now” A. said to N, and continued:”You’ll obey me. I told you already that I can be very dominant. Now you’ll learn what that means.”
He told her to stand in front of him, which she duly did, with her long pale, legs slightly apart. A. then proceeded to inspect the shape of her body, visually at first, and then with his hands. As he slid his fingers up her inner thighs, she moaned lightly. That was her first moan (first that I’ve heard at least), and first of many sounds that she’ll be ****** to make.
He didn’t spend too much time inspecting her, and soon he told her to take off her dress. With few fluent moves, she eagerly got rid of it, and she appeared naked, with exception of tiny, black thongs, in front of him, pale, dainty perfection in stark contrast with his robust blackness. I was admiring her delicious silhouette from the behind, her gorgeous ass framed in frail straps of her almost non-existent panties.
Without words, she started unbuttoning his shirt, slid on her knees in front of him and started undoing his pants as well. I couldn’t see everything from my seat, but judging by the moves of her shoulders, I noticed that she started pulling his dick out. Once she managed, she moved so I could see: still somewhat flaccid, it was worryingly large. She then started pulling off his pants completely, and once they were off, she raised her ass for me to fully enjoy the beauty of it (the beauty enhanced by the butt plug, partly covered by her thongs). N. giggled, and turned her head back to give me a nasty but grateful smile over the shoulder, all the while she held onto his cock, that was gaining in firmness slowly.
First she started smelling it. She was sniffing all around his balls and his dick, inhaling loudly and vocalizing her approval. Her white hand with red nail polish looked almost too hot, wrapped around large black cock. It got hotter, once she started licking hefty, uncircumcised head, and by the time she started sucking it properly, worshiping it, I almost came, without touching myself at all!
And she sucked it well. It was fully stiff by now, and N. was going at it, with her head bobbing up and down. From time to time, she would take it out of her mouth, just to lick the mighty shaft from shaved balls up, only to stick it back into her mouth a second later. She enjoyed it, A enjoyed it, while I was petrified! Love of my life is sucking another mans cock. In front of me! And enjoying it! She not only enjoyed it, her body prepared to get royally fucked as well. From my armchair, while I was holding onto my warm glass of whisky, I noticed a tiniest trickle going down her inner thigh; slut was wet and in heat!
N. was very skillful cocksucker, thanks to our mutual effort: she methodically lubricated his dick with her saliva, spitting at the top of it, and then spreading it with her pale hand and mouth, like a good little whore. She was deepthroating his black cock, but she couldn’t take all of his length. A. was about to change that. While seated, and while my lovely fiance provided expert blowjob,he took of his unbuttoned shirt off. He then took a handful of N’s hair from the top of her head and stopped her, giving her a nice wet kiss, to which she eagerly responded. Then he pushed her slightly away and stood up in his colossal nakedness.
If you have ever seen a freight elevator going up, that is how it looked to me. Broad, muscular chests with nice tattoos, six pack, his pelvis and of course, upwards pointing cock, pulled up, powered by his strong legs.
He looked down on me first and then on N. who was kneeling in front of him, with her lovely ass resting on her heels, and watching him in awe and excitement. A. then bowed down slightly and took N’s chin between his thumb and index fingers:”Tonight will be your first lesson in obedience. I will not fuck your pussy nor ass tonight. Tonight I’ll only fuck your mouth. And if I like it, I’ll come back to fuck you properly.”
N. wanted to protest, visibly disappointed, but A. continued:”I understand your disappointment, however, as I said, I have my requirements. Consider this a test, and believe me, if you pass it, and I am sure you will, you will be grateful.”
With those last words, he kissed her. She wasn’t sure how to respond, but she accepted it. Without a word uttered, I knew that she would accept almost anything just to feel his cock inside her, eventually.
“Now, let’s make a show for B, shall we?” he said while positioning her and himself right in front of me, so I get the full side view of him fucking my future wife’s mouth. A. continued with now definitely a sinister smile on his bald, handsome face:”B, judging by what N told me about your fantasies, you will enjoy this.”
N. submissively opened her mouth and accepted his cock. He was going slowly first, only half of his cock disappeared in my darling’s mouth, and then more, gradually, until she started gagging. Unyieldingly, he continued, and grabbed her head between his firm hands.
Yet, not all of his cock was in. N. struggled, gagged, choked while he facefucked her, but she wasn’t taking it all. With his every push, some 2 centimeters of his cock were left unattended, outside of her lips. With relentless *******, soon he started hitting the bottom of her throat, and she started resisting. Her saliva was, by now dangling down her chin, and all over his cock, lipstick was all but gone and she was trying to push him away, halfheartedly.
At one point, he stuck it all the way he could, with those two black centimeters still out of her mouth, only this time, he wasn’t pulling it back. Ruthlessly he held her in place, while she started squirming and making ******* noises through her nose. And with one ferocious jerk, he pushed all of his length down her throat.
I saw her esophagus bulging. I saw her beautifully shaped stomach making retching moves. I saw her trying to escape (insincerely again) to no avail. I saw one black tear following another and another coming down her face. I saw her legs convulsing and shaking in protest. But I never saw her trying to make safe signal we agreed upon.
The whole moment was frozen in time for me, and for N. as well I would say. Almost as if the fabric of time and space twisted around two of them. There it was, beautiful contrast I was mesmerized with: hard, obsidian lower stomach, pressed against my fiancee’s face, black hands holding the beautiful head of my girlfriend in place, dark balls resting against her chin. One of the moments that will exist in my mind eternally!
Within a second that seemed like an eternity, A. pulled it out, and N. struggled to get some air and breathe. I was astonished and terrified at the same time, A. looked pleased, but N… After she got some air, and calmed down, she bursted into laughter! Slut enjoyed it! Her face was a mess with black streams all over her cheeks and her saliva all over her chin, tits, thighs and floor, she almost choked to death, yet she loved it!
A. didn’t need another invite. He pulled closer, my darling readily opened her mouth, and the throatfucking of N. began in earnest.
I’ve done it often with her, but this was the first time I saw it live, as a mere observer, not active participant. My darling, my fiance, the love of my life, was being used like a flashlight, and enjoying it! Whole of his black cock was disappearing in and reappearing from N’s throat. She was making gagging sounds and retching moves, but she never gave up. She loved being unforgivingly throatfucked by A. and she wanted it to be obvious. Occasionally, she glanced over to me, and even gave me a wink, while black cock was going down her throat. The scene was, unbelievable!
A. continued fucking her mouth, and was groaning and grunting with pleasure. He also looked towards me, probing me with his eyes, while his hips rhythmically moved. He praised her skills, and praised me for training her. “Yeah, you are a good little cocksucker, aren't you? You enjoy this, don’t you? I knew you’d be a good slut for my black cock. I know you want to pass this test.” and then turning to me, he continued:”You know why she wants to pass the test, don’t you?” Indeed I knew. She wanted him bad, and nothing will stop her until she gets fucked properly by A.
The ordeal lasted and lasted. A. was relentless. Like a fucking machine. And N. was responding in kind, gagging and ******* but soldiering on. After a long while I started noticing that his moves are becoming slightly irregular, his groans higher pitched. Soon he started being really loud and I knew what was about to happen: with one violent move he shoved his whole cock into my lovely girlfriend’s mouth, and his balls started twitching, emptying their content down my future wife’s throat. She gagged and again tried to move, but his hands kept her in place, until he finished cumming, and all of his sperm went into N’s belly. And although she wanted to escape when the first stream of hot seemen came out, she soon raised her hands, put them on A’s buttocks, and pressed them hard into her face! My fiancee was a slut, and she loved it!
Once A. finished, he pulled it out, with one long satisfied sigh, while his mouth stretched into ecstatic smile. N. on the other hand, was now sitting on the floor, with her legs bent beside her, trying to catch a breath. She was a mess! Her hair was all sticky, her delightful face was a wreck with a mixture of eyeliner, lipstick, tears, saliva and sperm all over it. That mixture was overflowing down, over her hard nipples, full breasts, flat belly and thighs. And although she was one messed up chaos, resembling off a worn out whore, that almost got suffocated by cock and sperm, she looked blissful and content. After a few moments of perfect silence, she again started laughing, obviously high on all the hormones (and sperm) that hit her. She was in heaven!
Me on the other hand… I was still frozen in my seat, trying to grasp what I just witnessed. Slowly, I was rolling the slow motion of what I just saw in my head. And my feelings were utter mayhem, ranging from rage, frustration, confusion, jealousy, regret, love and arousal, and there was no way for me to process that overload. What I could process was following: my cock was super hard, throbbing and one touch from ejaculating!
One more thing was very clear to me. Once A. departed, as N. and me were recollecting memories of the events just happened, it was clear that my love for N. solidified further, and her love for me increased as well. How wouldn’t it?! I just gave my love something she wanted for long time, and she was overjoyed with the fact that I enjoyed (well, that word got a new meaning for me anyway), it as well.
We went to bed, and fell asleep relatively easy. We were both exhausted (physically, mentally and emotionally), and although her pussy was longing for attention, she wasn’t in the mood for cunilingus, and we both wanted to adhere to A’s requirements. The sleep was sound and without dreams.
To be continued...
