After receiving a very attractive offer for our two hotels, Peter, my wife and I moved back to the UK and into a very nice farmhouse in Cheshire. Peter was only half an hour's drive away and Helen a frequent visitor not that much further so weekend stays within easy reach. Now both in our early 60’s we still had our ‘ fun’ nights although for me my body wasn't any longer subtle as it used to be, but my wife, for her, age was just a number! Her body had aged very well , still smooth, her tits, still magnificently tempting, now losing their fight with gravity as they hung down if unsupported. Her appetite for sex had thankfully become more manageable for me at least although she'd call Peter and his friend to help on occasion to satisfy her sexual frustrations, yes, she was still calling the shots in our marriage and I wouldn't have it any other way! As time progressed my ED became an issue again, sometimes causing total frustration for my wife. Now living miles from nowhere she just couldn't nip out to satisfy that itch in her loins like before but as I've mentioned, she can be quite a devious little minx when she needs satisfying. It was while I wasn't able to get an erection she just came out with it, I was unaware she'd been chatting online with a young man about 30 who was interested in the more mature lady on that well known site we all know! She just came out with it and told me if I couldn't perform then she knew someone who could. My heart sank as she said that, but, at the same time deep inside I was actually relieved and excited at the prospect of another man satisfying her womanly needs again. The look on her face said it all, I couldn't argue that, I knew my place and she knew it, even after all this time.
She logged on to the site and showed me his profile, nothing we've not done before I thought to myself however this particular man had a particular fetish for milf and how he'd like to fuck one Infront of her husband, he actually sounded quite interesting, especially when he mentioned he had a couple of friends who'd participate. Whilst on, a chat request popped up, AHH that'll be Malcolm my wife said, a video box opened to reveal a clean shaven man in, I'd guess, very early thirties, a sudden pang of jealousy swept over me as he flirted with my wife who was enjoying the attention , not knowing I was right next to her but out of shot. Malcolm carried on paying her compliments which she greedily revelled in and asking her questions, some quite personal. now I was ok with the situation and a bit excited at the fact a man half her age was paying her compliment after compliment then he came straight out with it and told her he and a few friends would like to meet her, she stopped to think then pulled me onto the shot, oh this is my sissy husband I'll ask him. Malcolms face looked shocked and now a little red. In front of the camera she told me , this is Malcolm, a nervous HI came over the speaker, she continued, yes he is my husband but a submissive one at that so if I want something I get it, understand? By now I think the whole situation had overtaken Malcolm and he was like a rabbit in headlights, my wife's good at that and I should know!
I was told to go make us a cup of tea whilst she finished off the call. I'd only been a few minutes but by the time I came back in , her dress was lifted up and knickers on the floor as Malcolm ordered her to finger herself for him just to see how compliant she was, the answer was right there in front of him as she slid in another couple of fingers. Malcolm told her ‘ good girl as she now worked them effortlessly into her. He now went into a bit more detail on what he and his friends would do with her, my wife's fingers now stimulating her clit as he carried on describing the venue she was being taken to, it wasn't long before she had an orgasm which I guess Malcolm enjoyed watching whilst his screen now showed him wanking off a sizable cock, before they hung up he asked what her measurements she was for a surprise gift, now we were both intrigued as to what that might be. A few weeks went by and nothing! We thought Malcolm had got cold feet, then suddenly he reappeared, he told us of a club he knew with private rooms which wasn't too far away if she was still interested, I knew my wife, she was more than interested but played it cool. The next few days Malcolm would beg her to meet up with him, yes, he fell into her trap. I pitted him as I knew she'd basically suck the life out of him, or at the very least , his sperm and that of his friends We arranged to meet socially in the local pub first at the weekend. For my wife, the weekend couldn't come soon enough, her demands for sex from me shot through the roof, my blue pills helped to a point but I could see how sexuality frustrated she was becoming, for me, Saturday couldn't come soon enough either.
The day came as we sat in the pub waiting for Malcolm to arrive. My wife certainly prepared, dressed in a floral button up dress , black stockings and suspenders and by request braless, her breasts in danger of spilling out at any moment and some silk panties, echoes of our first meeting with Peter all those years ago.
She was told to bring some spare clothes with her if she wanted to go through with the meet with his other two friends at the club. At 1pm on the dot, Malcolm walked in, he looked bigger than I imagined, his attire suggested he wasn't short of a few quid. He came over and introduced himself, he offered my wife a drink, unusually she had a large brandy, I detected a moment of doubt and nervousness from her but Malcolm stroked her leg calming her down and reassuring us both. we chatted like old friends. Malcolm looked at his watch then told me he was taking my wife to the club right now,, I think we were both taken aback at how things had progressed so quickly, she hadn't even brought a change of clothes! . my wife looked at me, I had no say in the matter, good let's all get into my car, we can talk more freely there. We all got into the car, my wife sat next to Malcolm in the front seat, his hand now rubbing between her legs. Malcolm now changed into bull mode, right cuck , your wifes asked me and my friends to fuck her because your usless. She will do as I tell her and you will watch on your phone when I decide to show your wife being fucked, understand cuck? This was about the time my wife realised she wasn't in control and would also be subservient to Malcolm and his friends.
I nodded , right back to your car, I'm taking your wife to the club, I'll return her around 9, keep your phone close cuck, wouldn't want you to miss your wife full of cocks, cocks , plural I thought to myself , a small bulge in my trousers was an acknowledgement in anticipation of being made to see that and not be able to do a thing to stop him, the humiliation of it all is what he wanted. It was a weird feeling , me driving in one direction and my wife going in the other. Once home I noticed an envelope on the mantelpiece addressed to me, it was short but sweet
It read
Your in the spare bedroom tonight
Make sure your wearing your baby doll outfit , Malcolm may have a chore for you when we return
D xx
Well it looked like Malcolm was staying the night, I wasn't too happy about that but my wife would really turn the screws on me by the end of the night.
4pm, The first photos came through of my wife with Malcolm and two other men the four photos went from just her in the button up dress, showing a little cleavage whilst the two of the men had Their arms around her, all of them in their early 30’s, horny virile men, all with the intention of fucking this beautiful Milf, the other 3 pictures showing the buttons of her dress, one at a time undone, showing more of her magnificent heavy breasts trying to spill over the top until the last one, both breasts were now hanging out. Just from that I had a hard on ‘ At last’! but my wife miles away, now she was the centre of attention of these young horny cocks out to inseminate her.
20 minutes later a few more of my wife now naked in just her stockings and suspenders, a hand each side of her holding her heavy breasts up. My wife smiling like a Cheshire cat knowing the frustration I'd be experiencing having to see her like this.
A text message ‘ time to dress this slut ‘ Ok, this was different but I guess Malcolm wanted me humiliated now wondering what they'd do with my wife next. The next set of photos revealed what Their ‘ passion’ was as she was now dressed in a tight pencil skirt with a split just pass her knee and a tight see through blouse, revealing a red quarter cup bra, pushing her large breasts upwards,her nipples hard, trying to poke
holes through the material, yes, she was excited!.A few more from different angles of all four of them together, then it hit me Who's taking these photos? I'd later learn the door to the private room they were in hadn't been locked! Accidental? I don't think so! Malcolm was going to do his best to assert his dominance over me and even my wife. The next bit I wasn't expecting and by the expression on my wife's face, neither was she. A video call from my wife's phone which I quickly accepted. There, my wife stood, Malcolm and his two friends came into the shot, videoed by an unknown person/s. Malcolm turned to his friends, ‘she's ready’ the camera pointed to her skirt, the men held each side of the split and pulled, the skirt slowly ripped upwards to the waistband which had been partially cut so it ripped through, thrown out of shot, revealing her stocking legs, Malcolm put his hand over the front of my wife's knickers and traced a line down her slit causing a visible wetness as he teased her, another hand joined in before fingers went under the elastic to access what must have been a very moist pussy by now. When Malcolm thought she was ready he slipped his fingers around the elastic of her knickers and slowly pulled them down , revealing her moist pussy. He told me how he and his friends would fuck her , my heart was pumping away seeing my wife about to take on these three men, the camera then focused on her blouse, Malcolm went behind her and started to caress her breasts through the thin material. My wife now responding to his touch as his hands brushed over her nipples, for her that was just too much and let out a moan as her nipples visibly started to swell and protrude as her first orgasm ripped through her, this caught Malcolm off guard. Oh you like that do you slut?, with that the blouse was slowly ripped off, each button revealed more of her now panting body, the other two helped to remove the blouse, tearing it to shreds like a pack of hungry hyenas, it fell to the floor in pieces to reveal her now heaving breasts, nipples were erect, pointing slightly upwards, Her body now covered in three pair of hands as they wandered up and down her body, brushing over her pussy making her knees buckle from under her, she was eagerly helped over to the bed by the men where all three laid on with her Malcolm turned around to the camera one last time and look directly into the camera saying don't worry we'll look after her, laughs from the other two men as the video call ended and there I was sat in limbo, waiting. It would be a hour before the next set of photos came, The first was shots of Malcolm fucking my wife misornery style, his large cock visabilly stretching her pussy lips as he fucked her, his friends sucking and pulling on her nipples, then another of one of his friends fucking her as she sucked Malcolms cock clean , then a third of his third friend fucking her, his cock however was bigger than the other two which was visibly stretching my wife's fanny in all directions, maybe that's why he was last I guess then end shot of him being sucked clean by my wife. A few shots of her face showing a few bits of sperm that she must have missed but other than that no other visible signs of sperm on her body indicating she retained most of their sperm. Then it went quiet for a while before another video call, several short clips the two that got to me was my wife being fucked by two cocks, I watched in awe as they effortlessly slid in and out of her now well lubricated pussy accumulating in a double cream pie has the camera pulled away Malcolm and his two friends were watching so who are these people? I think the final humiliation for the pair of us because I know she doesn't like anal was one of Malcolm's friend with the big cock pushing into her anus, stretching it open with half his cock in making her shout out, the video cut off then minutes later another call this time taken from the front showing my wife's face still on the bed on all fours, her huge breast swinging violently back and forth as a man frantically pumped away into her tight back passage. The man sped up suddenly, shouted out as he pumped his sperm into my wife, gripping her waist tightly as he filled her with sperm, her tits flailing in all directions as he came.
The video cut off and again I was left in limbo wondering what they were doing with her, I'd find out on her return a couple of hours later. In the meantime I'd changed into my baby doll nightie as instructed, I think the stockings and suspenders were a bit ‘overkill’ but I still have good legs, hopefully Malcolm would agree as I wasn't sure if I was also on the menu.
Just before 9 a car pulled up the drive, she was back. I opened the door to be greeted by my beautiful wife, her hair matted with dry spunk, her mascara and eyeshadow had run down her face, mainly due to all the sperm that was still on her face. Her dress and particularly her breasts had a similar coating of recently ejaculated sperm, A lot of sperm!. Whilst Malcolm and his friends had their way with my wife, word had got round the club resulting in a cum shower by quite a few men when Malcolm and his friends and a few other men had finished fucking her.
The night wasn't over though as Malcolm ordered us up stairs to our bedroom.
Right slut, lie down, it's your cucks turn. I thought I'd be fucked in front of my wife, but no, I was doing sloppy whatevers on my wife, it took some time before she admitted six men had fucked her in the club plus a quickie in a layby on the way home.
Right Malcolm said to me , clean her out for me. To be honest I wasn't expecting this but as a cuck I did as I was told and made my way onto the bed and unbuttoned the last few buttons on her dress which I had to peel off her skin as some of the sperm had dried through the dress onto her. Opening it up I was greeted by her now well used pussy , oozing cum from her recent fucking, her lips swollen red and puffy. Placing my head between her thighs my tongue lapped away on her lips then deeper into her to lap out the spunky deposits within. Malcolm sat on the bedroom chair, watching as I carried out his instruction. Once satisfied I'd removed as much of his and his friends' spunk I was ordered to the spare room, I don't think I'll need any help from you he laughed. Oh leave the door open he said. I did as I was told. My wife , now naked , passed my bedroom door, followed by a now naked Malcolm, making sure I saw them both as they went for a shower. About 10 minutes later I was called to the bathroom, At last I thought, I finally get to fuck my wife but that thought quickly evaporated as he told me to pull my panties down and wank myself off into the toilet. Don't want you getting any ideas whilst I'm here with your wife. Begrudgingly I did as he told me, I did find it difficult to cum into the toilet with him watching, thoughts of what happened earlier in the evening helped until that magic second when my cock finally spewed it's contents into the bowl, Malcolm laughed telling me that's where you're useless sperm belongs. With that I was told to go back to the spare room and listen to my wife being fucked by a real man. All was quiet for a while so I thought he said that just to unsetle me, then the tell tale signs of my wife being fucked again, her moaning in rhythm with the bed creaking away, more pronounced as we had a wooded floor so I could hear every thrust into her. Thankfully living in an old farmhouse we have no neighbours which was just as well as my wife was now screaming for Malcolm to cum in her, this had the desired effect as the creaking of the bed got faster. Malcolm must have cum first judging by the shouts as the bed sounded like it'd fall apart, my wife seconds later with and almighty orgasm, her orgasmic scream echoing around the old house. All I could do is listen and play with myself, culminating in a large blob of cum over my baby doll nightie. Malcolm shouted from our bedroom night night you sissy cuck, with that I tried my best to sleep but with no luck, thinking what had happened to my wife today. These thoughts were interrupted by Malcolm having another go, not so energetic this time, just the tell tale noises of a couple making love, I listened intently until that moment where the pace momentarily quickened as my wife took another load into what must have been by now, totally ravished and tired body , all went quiet and I fell asleep.I was woken early in the morning to the front door closing and a car driving off, Malcolm, for whatever reason, had left leaving us alone to finally comfort each other. My wife , totally exhausted, finally got up at midday and came down stairs for a coffee and then we talked, she joked about what his friends called him, what! I asked The Duracell bunny, we both laughed , from the noises I heard last night I could just see him like that, a real human rampant rabbit!
At the time we didn't realise but that would be the last time we'd ever do this and settled down to just basic threesomes with Helen.
All in all we've had some pretty good times and made lots of friends and had adventures along the way, but it was time really to call it a day and all this down to a chance meeting with Ann many years ago.
