Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Fa/Fa, Consensual, BiSexual, Heterosexual, Fiction, Wife Watching, Humiliation, Interracial, White Couple, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Water Sports, Cream Pie, Spitting, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism, Big Breasts, Public Sex, .
Desc: Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Jackie marries a man she barely knows after a night of intense sexy and public exposure. Her sex life becomes almost non existent until Bob and some friends take her to a strip club.
It had been a boring week and Bob called and said he and Sam wanted to take “their wives” out to dinner and a club as soon as he got home from work. I am 28 and Bob is 8 years older than I am. We have been together for about a year. I had been working at a retail office store when we met. I took him around the store helping him find what he was looking for, but noticed he couldn’t take his eyes off of me. I was wearing a rather low cut dress and my breasts do always attract attention. Finally he just came out and said: “you aren’t wearing a wedding ring so you and I are going out tonight”. I asked what about my boyfriend and he said he simply didn’t care and asked for my address and what time I would be ready. I couldn’t believe that I said “7:00” and wrote down my address and phone number.
When I got home from work, I showered and put on the shortest spaghetti strap dress I owned, no bra and some sexy panties. I think I knew that I was going to fuck him the first night. When I opened the door, he just stood there staring at me. Finally he leaned in and kissed me passionately and pulled the straps of my dress off my shoulders and my top down below my breast. I was shocked, but just stood there not knowing whether to slap him or strip for him.
He pulled back, looking at my breast and said: “I know you love men to look at them, so how big are they?”
I hesitated a second, then said: “36 D and I hoped you would like them”.
He said nothing, but grabbed my hand and took me to the car after pulling my dress back up.
We had a great dinner at this nice Italian restaurant with a bottle of wine. The entire evening his hand was on my leg but not indecent, just erotic. But just before the waiter brought our check, Bob said, “Remove your panties and put them on the table. I want everyone to know I’m taking you home and fucking you.”
I love men seeing my breast, but don’t really want them to think I’m a slut, but for some strange reason, I did as he requested. Maybe it was all the wine or the fact that I couldn’t wait to enjoy his cock. So I pulled them off and handed them to him under the table. He brought them to his nose, breathed in deeply and laid them out on the table. People at near tables could see and I was just about as red as those panties. As we started to leave, I reached down to pick them up, but Bob said to leave them as an extra tip.
As we were driving to his house after dinner, he told me to take off my dress and since that was all I had on, I was sitting nude in his car. A jacked up truck came beside us, Bob honked and turned on the inside light giving these two teenage boys quite a show. They drove beside us for several miles before Bob turned off the light and exited the main street.
“You know you need to be on a stage in a topless bar with those perfect tits”.
“I simply couldn’t’ do that, Bob. I would be humiliated.”
“Well you seem to love showing those huge tits off and I could tell you liked those teenage boys looking at you. I should have made you stand through the sun roof.”
He parked in his driveway, though he had a garage, but maybe it was full. He took me by the hand and walked slowly toward his front porch, even though I knew we could have entered through the back. I guess he was trying to see just how far I would go. The second we walked in the door, his mouth and tongue was all over my face and his hands squeezing my tits and pinching my nipples. I let out several screams but nothing stopped him. We made it as far as the couch and he put me over the arm and crammed his very nice cock into my soaking wet pussy. I let out another scream, and he grabbed my tits and began abusing them. “Tell me what a nasty slut you are.” I really couldn’t’ believe I was hearing this from this gentleman, so I said nothing.
Bob pulled his cock out of me which I didn’t want to happen, and began to slap my ass. I screamed with each slap and begged him to stop. He must have hit me 20 times before he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me right into his face. “Don’t’ you ever disobey me again. Tell me what a nasty fucking cunt you are.” With that he pushed me back bend over the arm of the chair and slapped my tender red ass one more time. “Let me hear it Bitch”.
Then it just started flowing out of my mouth, “I’m a nasty whore. I love men to fuck me like the slut I am. I love men staring at my big milky white tits. I love being fucked. I’m a whore I’m a whore. I love being a slut” All the time he was squeezing my big tits and fingering my ass. And when he went back to fucking me, he tried to put his big cock in my virgin ass.
“No Bob, please, no one has ever fucked me in the ass before”.
“Well, good, then I will be the first”. He continued to push his cock against the entrance to my most private part until he pushed past the entrance and deep into my ass. I let out a scream that I know was heard by his neighbors and couldn’t imagine any woman allowing a man to do this to her. It didn’t last long and Bob came inside my ass in just a few minutes, while tears were streaming down my cheeks. He stood there with his cock getting soft inside of me while I tried to catch my breath, then he pulled it out, grabbed me by the hair, threw me to my knees and forced his cock into my mouth. “Tell me what a nasty whore you are Pig.” As his cock entered my mouth, I began to rub on my clit, and within seconds I was screaming at the best and strongest orgasm I had ever had.
Bob leaned right into my face and said: “say it Whore”.
“Bob, I will be your whore or pig or whatever you want me to be for the rest of my life. I am yours and I want you to fuck me ever day.”
He grabbed my nipples and began to pinch and twist as I let out several screams, but I didn’t ask him to stop. “Tell me whose big tits these are whore?”
The pain made it hard to talk, but I was able to say, “Bob there are your tits.”
“Good, then we are getting your nipples pierced tonight”
“No Bob, Please, I could never do that.”
As soon as those words left my mouth, he slapped my face, then my tits repeatedly while I begged him to stop. “Whose tits are these, Whore?”
“They are your tits Bob, but” and with that he raised his hand and I stopped and simply repeated, “they are your tits Bob.”
“Good, then suck my cock where I can cum all over my tits and then we will go out.”
I put his cock back in my mouth and begin to suck and lick until I felt him hard again. He grabbed the back of my head and began to force his cock deep into my throat. I gagged several times but was able to keep from throwing up. Finally he came and covered my tits with his milky cum. As I started to wipe it off, he looked at me and I knew not to go any further.