Saturday morning, the sounds of frantic lovemaking from our bedroom, the sounds of the mattress springing away betraying our marriage vows, Tom was fucking my wife like he'd fuck his toys with little to no respect to the receptile his cock was frantically fucking, Tom was either a miracle or a freak of nature! In all my experiences I've never seen, or in this case, heard anyone fuck with such precision and immaculate timing with his thrusting into whatever he could, my poor wife now taking his cock like one of his fuck toys, the only relief, well for me was she sounded like she was enjoying it, unlike with me, a complete transformation from only several months ago which coincidentally was around the same time he and my wife had that sneaky fuck in the garden!
Half an hour later they'd been going at it quite for some time, Tom could be quick but he could also get straight back to it seemingly without resting. He really was the original repeater, a rare beast indeed! A cry, a long moan then silence, the silence for me was the worst.
Tired from their seemingly never ending fucking I finally drifted off to sleep only to be woken up by the tempting smell of a breakfast a fry up, well if nothing else that definitely got me out of bed and downstairs to be met in the kitchen by my wife and Tom, she cooking breakfast for him looking the happiest I've seen her in a long time, it would seem Tom was the answer to all her dreams and to be honest that worried me having lost two wives, both to other women! Tom could actually be a threat but I was in far too deep to back out now. I'd made my bed, now I had to lie in it whilst all I could do was listen or as a treat as Tom would say, to watch them fuck aa well.
So there they both were , Tom sat at the table giving me a funny look, wearing one of my wife's more sensual nighties which we used on special occasions. It would seem like last night for my wife was one of those occasions but sadly I wasn't included in.
Looking at Tom, I'll be honest, he looked quite good in that nightie and had things been different I'd have definitely fucked him, maybe I will? Tom was definitely in charge so highly unlikely?
My wife wearing one of her little red and black numbers barely down to her knees with buttons top to bottom the upper ones still undone showing off quite a lot of her huge tits, it would seem Tom couldn't get enough of my wife's 38ee’s, he talked to me about them online often and I guess apart from that one cheeky time in the garden that day he'd often fantasized of what he'd do with them given half a chance, he was definitely making full use of the time he had, my wife had no complaints, well not yet anyway.
Now I was able to take a good look at my wife, she looked absolutely shattered, in all our years on the swinging scene, I don't think she'd been fucked so consistently over several hours in one session, ok so there was that time where I know 7 men went through her at a party with Peter, an old friend but we were both so much younger then.
My wife got up and had a shower, that night's sexual exploits had left a musky aroma of sex and sweat!
She had an appointment with a beautician in town, all arranged by Tom so I'd be left on my own with him for up to 4 hours. Tom had really given this visit some thought, judging by the looks he was giving me, it was looking like he also had plans for the sissy cuck husband.
Since his arrival id not cum, he knew that and would make full use of that fact very soon, as soon as she left the order was given, ‘ take a shower, I want you fully clean bitch, understand’ well that could only mean one thing, this man was going to fuck anything with a pulse in our house, i was going to be reacquainted with that cock of his which seemed to spend more time in my wife than his pants, now it was my turn, has this man no shame?
I showered and cleaned myself for him, half expecting him to join me in the shower but he didn't.
Toweling myself down I noticed my wife's perfume on the shelve, a couple of applications to make myself irresistible to him, at this point it was difficult whom was ensnaring whom, I'd waited for a second chance with Tom, I never envisaged that it would be so soon, I mean, why should my wife have all the fun!
Tom called from our bedroom, ‘in here’. I Quickly took a Viagra, I was going to make the most of this opportunity and casually walked into the bedroom.
Well Tom certainly wasn't a disappointment, lying naked on the bed, his erection signalled he was ready, I still cannot believe the stamina of this man, although now having dry orgasms, he could still fuck!.
On the bed next to him was that package, ‘open it' he said in a soft reassuring voice.
Slowly I ripped the paper off to reveal the most exquisite satin pink maids outfit, white silk panties and white sheer nylon hold ups with pink bows on the elasticated tops, put this on please, you'll be wearing this for the rest of today.
Initially I didn't like the sound of that but somehow the thought of wearing it for him excited me, my cock giving the game away as it grew under the towel, throwing another bag at me, ‘your makeup and wigs in there, take your time slut’
Well Tom really had covered all the bases as I dropped my towel to the floor, revealing my cock, swelling up Into all its glory, Tom looked and gave out a Mmmmmmm as I slipped on my panties, they fitted like a glove as my cock now pressed against them, forming an outline that pleased Tom.
Next those exquisite hold ups, rolling them one by one up my smooth legs, taking extra care not to ladder them then adjusting the tops so the pink bows were at the front.
Last but not least, the dress itself, slipping it over my head it just slipped down my body, the lace of the hem just above my knees.
The makeup I may have rushed! Pink lipstick and blue eyeshadow with more than a liberal amount of black mascara, looking at myself in the mirror, for a 62 year old I actually looked quite attractive, now the finishing touch as I reached for the wig, a beautiful shoulder length black number, looking again in the mirror I adjusted it over my shoulders, WOW! I actually looked really good.
That would be a bad thing for me as now Tom stood back to admire the view, considering his cock was hard and pointing straight at me, some evidence of some pre cum on the tip of it was confirmation he liked what he saw.
I resigned myself for a good fucking and started to get on the bed with him. ‘ No, stay there, I need some photos of you’.
Reaching for his phone, he suddenly became a David Bailey, holding his phone sideways for those landscape shots as he clicked away, a few more risque shots of me showing a bit of leg, then a few more of us together on the bed, I don't know if this was a deliberate act but I was now so sexually frustrated id of gone through a whole football team for him, What a slut!
Once he was happy he put his phone down the side of the bed and beckoned me to stand up to face him.
‘ You look absolutely gorgeous’ well that caught me out as I thought I'd not done a good job with the makeup, then the closing part of that sentence, ‘ and you look totally fuckable, just like your slutty wife’
With that he approached me, arms opened wide to embrace me as his soft warm arms closed around me, we'd been here before but in the comfort and safety of the hotel room but now more relaxed as he started what he came to do, fuck the wife, fuck the husband.
It all started off with intimate kissing, a few on my neck and shoulders as he worked his magic on me.
I was already beyond the verge of sexual frustration, I wanted to fuck that mature man there and then, payback if you will for being over familiar with my wife, In front of me!.
His kisses started to become more forced, suddenly his actions towards me became more forceful as he forced his lips onto mine, his tongue now exploring inside my mouth as if we were teenagers.
Now his hands started to explore my body, down my back as his hands slipped so easily against the satin material until he reached my bottom, now forcing my hips towards his, our cocks pressed against each other, mine still in my panties, but not for long as he fell to his knees and ever so slowly, slid them down my holdups, letting go of them, they simply slid down to the floor, ‘ kick them off you slut, daddy's gonna fuck his sissy cuck slut’
Well I guess the opportunity to suck my cock into his mouth was irresistible as the warm moist sensation of his lips wrapped themselves around my super hard cock pointing directly Into his face, taking it in gently before sucking away, that sensation against my glans almost made me shoot my pent up spunk there and then, how I held back I'll never know but so glad I did!
Tom was extremely experienced at this, making me wonder just how many younger men he'd brought to a climax this way, and so quickly! I was struggling not to shoot my spunk straight down that horny fuckers throat as years of experience were being put to good use.
He could only make a ’mmmmm’ sound as his lips slid to the base of my rampant cock, so desperate to unload its load of spunk built up from the night previous as I firstly watched him fuck my wife then listen to the pair in our bedroom later.
A hand went under my testicles to my anus as a solitary finger pushed its way into me, I just closed my eyes and prayed my wife didn't come back too soon, I needed this desperately and Tom knew it!
Tom knew exactly what to do with me as moved off my cock, leaving me frustrated, I was so close!
He started to tease my nipples with his tongue then softly sucking them into his mouth, that randy old fucker was getting me into a right state as he played and toyed with me, my body felt strange as his fingers and tongue did their magic, then he stopped, only to throw me to the bed on my back as he lunged towards me.
‘Right bitch, let's see if you fuck as good as that slutty wife of yours ‘
With that and totally unexpected he grabbed my ankles and pulled me towards him, my legs simply thrown over his shoulders, I found his strength quite frightening as he aligned his cock to my man cunt, ‘ You're going to enjoy this slut’ as his cock tried to force an entry, yes, he'd fucked me on the boat and with his friends but that was a few months ago and my anus had more or less returned to it's normal tight state, the initial pain as he forced his cock into me made me shout out which only encouraged him to push harder and deeper into me until the warm feelings of his balls rested on my buttocks.
‘God I've missed you’ as the first of his more loving thrusts ensued, quickly replaced with the more familiar frantic fucking.
I gripped his strong arms as tight as I could, I wasn't going to let him go until I was satisfied that he was.
The next 5 minutes was just sweat and tears as he fucked my poor arse for everyyhing it was worth, looking up at him I could see the look of determination as my sphincter started to get uncomfortably warm but he just carried on fucking like I was one of his toys, I guess for now I was!
My appearance was obviously giving him the inspiration to fuck me, and fuck me hard as my hard cock flailed back and forth, his balls now slapping against my buttocks at an incredible rate, this was no sex starved man fucking me, it was a machine, relentless in its pursuit to breed as now it started getting somewhat painful as he just fucked away.
That moment of release for him couldn't come soon enough for me as he grabbed my legs and pulled me tightly to him as he just came, no warning, just a high moan as his cock spasmed away inside me, it was a strange sensation as I was more used to the warmth of his mature spunk that would be ejaculated into me, all I could feel apart from his cock as it continued to rampage within me was a slight slippery sensation from the pre-cum he'd manage to generate, I guess all his sperm was currently happily swimming around inside my wife, lucky bitch!.
What happened next I wasn't expecting as he roughly pulled out of me, still erect, pulled me off the bed and got on it himself on all fours, his arse wiggled tantalisingly as his order was simple and direct, ‘fuck me bitch and make it quick’
There seemed to be a sense of urgency in his voice as I tried to take in what he'd just said.
Well, I did have an excruciating swolen hard erection, my cock unused since his arrival, I'd not fucked anyone up the arse for quite some time so surprisingly i was a little rusty but Tom had brought me to a state, possibly quite deliberately for this one sorid act.
A quick search for my wife's KY jelly, an application at his entrance and my cock and I was ready?
I was actually nervous like I was that teenager once again with my friend, about to accidentally discover the joys of inseminating another male.
‘ come on you fucking whore, you wouldn't want your wife to catch you like this’
Tom had a point although I don't think she'd be as shocked as Tom was hoping!.
The challenge now accepted I tentatively placed my cock at his tiny entrance, I had severe reservations I'd be able to push Into him without causing myself discomfort, I'd be right as with some difficulty my cock forced its way past his sphincter, Tom went silent as I tried to push deeper into him, my foreskin now pulled as far back down my shaft as physically possible as it burnt with the the pain.
Thankfully the jelly started to do its job as inch by inch, I skewed this fucking machine.
He was tight, I don't think he'd been fucked for some time as my cock painfully sank deeper into his tight hole, now Tom was realising just what it felt like to be fucked as he started to cry out, at last, I had control over him, a complete reversal and I was about to make full use of it as I got into a more comfortable position to really fuck him like he'd done me.
Not sure why, but suddenly memories of what he did to me in Newport with his friends, then fucking my wife like a common whore in front of me came flooding back, was it the red mist or just sweet revenge? Suddenly I was in a position to re address all that as I slowly, but lovingly, fucked him.
Tom had no idea what I was about to do to him as I gathered up the pace, my pace was more sedate then his frantic fucking but still had an impact as each thrust inwards were more forced than the last.
Tom wasn't expecting this as I took out my frustrations he'd built up within me, out on him, was this his plan all along? It's hard to tell with Tom but he was definitely enjoying my unexpected rough treatment, not as much as myself as my frustrated cock now stretched that narrow passage, the very thought I was paying him back for firstly, fucking my wife without my knowledge and now all this, this feeling I was now experiencing was intoxicating as I went for it, each thrust sending him up the bed, as strong as he was, he couldn't resist me as I ploughed away, the tightness of him would be my undoing as my sensitive glans tried to slide back and forth, visions of him fucking my wife over the sofa, her tits flailing away on each thrust would take me over the top as I cried out in pain and sheer Ecstasy, I'd say it was a mixture of both as I screened at him ‘ who's the bitch now’ as with my last controllable thrusts I came hard into him, God knows how many spurts of cum I managed to shoot into him but enough for my own sperm to be forced back down my shaft as I lost control completely, Tom was going to get every last drop he'd made me withhold this weekend.
It was a good job Tom couldn't see my face as I was red faced with shame, did I really say those words? Tom said nothing, his own breathing quite loud as he'd cum himself, AGAIN! maybe a dry ejaculation but an ejaculation all the same.
Well this was definitely not the actions of a sissy slut, I thought I'd wait until my cock finally went limp to help facilitate my withdrawal , to be honest I was afraid at what he might say to me but shocked as he reached under the pillows and pulled out a riding crop, ‘you know how it works, use it on me’ this I wasn't expecting as he kept repeating himself for me to use it.
Well I had a go, ‘Harder he shouted, think what I've done to your slut wife and going to do again’
Now that really did it as a quick swish straight across his buttocks, the sight was very satisfying and therapeutic as I had another go, then remembering how he used his cane on me I gave him a real hard whack, finally his response matched the punishment as he screamed out, another harder swish, well he'd had 4, I gave the final 2 my best effort, both in quick succession so he didn't have time to respond.
I swung the riding crop from a great height, the sound it made really sounded painful as it connected to his already reddened buttocks but he asked, sorry, ordered me too, perhaps id gone too far as the welt it left appeared almost immediately, bright red over both cheeks, his hands gripping the bed sheets tightly as the stinging sensation started to take grip.
I stopped as his buttocks looked a real mess and no doubt sore.
Tom just moved off the bed and hugged me ‘ill make a masochistic bitch out of you yet’
This was a total departure from the relationship I thought we'd had, kinky and exhilarating but this wasn't me, I was a submissive slut , not this, that should have been me there, begging for mercy, perhaps he would yet? Tom was becoming more and more unpredictable, for now, Tom had tested me and I'd delivered beyond his wildest dreams but he'd got what he wanted and was happy with that, now the obligatory shower to clean up my spunky mess I'd left within him, we'd enacted a scenario he'd dreamed of, his other scenario was still wrapped in its box and one my wife would have to endure before he'd leave for home, hopefully satisfied because this 83 year old man was a human dynamo and appeared to have no limits,
My wife was due back around 4pm, the next 7 hours would be the most wild and degrading time for the pair of us, Tom would exact every ounce of pleasure from her when the time came which was sooner than I thought as the front door opened and my wife entered to her fate, Tom was ready, I wasn't!
