Simon, Melanie, and Kelly
Copyright© 2025 by Mandurah
Chapter 30
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 30 - A wife gave her husband a surprise birthday gift where she wanted to be a submissive for a day. As the day unfolded, her daughter unwittingly joined in, and the more submissive she became, her new role morphed into a daily routine. Her school mum's friends adored her husband, lusting after his cock. Agreeing to let her hubby screw them caused benefits for her after he publicly humiliated them.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Teenagers Consensual Reluctant Fiction Cheating Slut Wife Incest BDSM DomSub Spanking Anal Sex Exhibitionism First Fisting Masturbation Oral Sex Pegging Sex Toys Voyeurism
Every one of my sluts, asked for the same thing when leaving. A weekly sex challenge or party. It left me thinking the milf were hatching or had come up with a plan to get my cock by suggesting a weekly sex game so I would screw one of them.
Jayden and Amelia were the last to leave, and she left me stunned when she said. “ I love your hard cock, Mr Boyd. How old do I have to be to become one of your sluts?”
Oh, no, not another one, a teen at that. “Sorry, Amelia. The club’s full, and you have to be eighteen and pass a stringent humiliation test before being allowed to join.”
“Cool, let me know when there’s a vacancy. I want to join.”
“Yep, sure thing.”
“I see you’re as popular as ever, sir. Even a teen wants to become one of your sluts.”
“The mind boggles, Mel. Why can’t they be happy with the guy they’ve got?”
“Must be something to do with your animal magnetism, irresistible charm, and a cock the size of King Kong.”
“Yeah, must be. I knew I had something going for me. Let’s get Helen and go to bed.”
“What a wonderful suggestion.”
Once our guests had left. Mel, Helen, and I fucked the night away. We were so exhausted after our sex marathon that we didn’t have sex for three days, but when we finally did, Mr Sadistic Bastard reared his ugly head.
“Melanie, Helen, get in the garage now.”
The two subs came running, their naked butts jiggling as they ran to the garage. My evil mind working overtime thinking how I would love to have both strapped to the spanking bench and whip their pretty asses.
“Okay, who out of the two of you would like to orgasm several times while you are strapped to the chair?
“Sounds wonderful, sir. Pick me.” Mel said.
“Me, too, sir. I’d love you to make me cum,” Helen pleaded.
“Sorry, Helen. Mel had you in the chair earlier, so that means, Mel, you’re in the chair.”
“Yes, sir, she giggled,” while zealously climbing into the chair.
Hmph, you won’t think it’s funny soon, I thought.
“Let’s see, this is your first time in the chair, isn’t it?”
“Yes, sir. Are you about to have your wicked way with me?” Mel giggled.
“Yes, and a whole lot more.”
“Really. What are you going to do to give me so many orgasms? It must be wicked.”
“Oh, yes, believe me when I tell you you’ll be sent to the moon and back.”
“Bring it on.”
The cocky bitch won’t be so cocky real soon. While talking, I’d strapped her arms to the horizontal rests, her feet into the stirrups, and tightened the belt under her boobs and across her belly so tight she gasped for breath.
“Sir, these two straps across my body are too tight.”
“Shut the fuck up unless you want me to get Helen to pee on two pairs of panties and stick them in your mouth for you to suck. Hmmm, would you like that slut?”
Mel’s demeanour quickly changed to a look of ‘oh shit’ what’s coming next.
“No, sir.”
“I thought so. Not another sound or peed panties for you.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Helen, find the vibrating wand. It should be over in the cupboard.”
Yes, sir.”
While Helen got the wand, I opened a pack of needles. Mel’s eyes widened, and she audibly gulped when she saw them, with panic or fear on her face.
“Okay, Helen. Turn the wand on high and hold it against her clit, and don’t remove it even when she’s orgasming.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Let’s get started.”
Helen turned the machine up to high and held it against Mel’s clit, while I prepared to insert the first needle by stroking her tits and rolling her nipples. Mel strained and pulled the restraints and let out a low guttural moan as she orgasmed. I gripped her tit, raising her aureola, puckering her skin, and pushed the needle vertically through her pinched skin. She wailed, “Ow, ow. Oh, fuck, fuck,” as the needle reappeared.
With her next climax, I stimulated her other breast and placed another needle vertically in her aureola. When she climaxed again, Mel was panting, breathing hard, sweating, her hands clenching into fists, opening and closing them, gripping thin air, as she continued to writhe against her restraints as I inserted another two needles on the opposite side of her nipple on both breasts, leaving four needles piercing her skin, two on either side of her hardened buds. Leaving my boner twitching from side to side, leaking pre-cum with how aroused I’d become by sticking needles into my wife’s tits.
“How do you feel, sexy slut?”
“Shit, the needles hurt like hell when you pushed them through my skin, but the pain quickly goes away. Now, I can feel a tightness around my nipple, and it gave me such a mind-blowing orgasm when you pierced me.”
“Good. I hoped it would heighten your orgasm. Four needles to go.”
The next time Mel orgasmed, I gripped her left nipple and pushed the needle vertically through and while still in the throes of climax, I put another through the same nipple, except it was horizontal. “Oooooh, fuuuuck,” she screeched as she orgasmed and squirted while straining against her restraints. “Oh, fuck, fuck,” she continued as pee flowed from her cunt like water shot from a geyser. Mel’s orgasms and squirting had my cock as hard as a rock, and seeing her tit pierced with four needles excited the shit out of me.
Before she climaxed again, I squeezed her other nipple between my thumb and forefinger. With her next orgasm, I pushed the first needle through her hardened bud, quickly followed by the second, leaving her looking to the heavens with her eyes rolling into the back of her head, moaning and screaming as her climax left her shaking, quickly followed by more squirting as she pulled against her restraints.
After she returned to earth, I kissed her and asked, “Would you like me to tie a fine piece of string behind the needles in your nipples and attach it to your big toe?”
“No, sir.”
“Do you like having needles through your tits and nipples?”
“Yes, sir. I love them. I got off big time when you pierced me while climaxing. You blew my mind yet again. You rock my world.”
“Okay, Helen, turn off the machine and put on a strap-on.”
While Helen put on the strap-on, I lowered the back of the chair, leaving Mel’s upper body lying down, her legs wide up in the air strapped into the stirrups.
“Don’t you think Melanie looks good with needles through her tits, her legs wide, her pussy lips red and engorged? What would you like to do to her? Give her an enema like she gave you? Fist her cunt? Or some other dastardly deed to torment her?”
“Sir, yes, I think mistress looks so sexy with the needles through her boobs and her legs held wide. However, it wouldn’t be in my best interests to suggest or do something to mistress other than what you tell me to do. No doubt if I did something of my choice, she would get me back, but only ten times worse.”
“Okay, fuck her with the strap-on, and tease her clit with the wand. Make her scream and beg you to stop.”
“Yes, sir.”
Helen got to work fucking Mel’s pussy, and placed the wand on her clit, while I moved behind her and pushed her face down to Mel’s mouth. The two girls didn’t require any prompting, their lips quickly locking together, frantically kissing one another.
While Helen fucked and kissed Mel, I put my hand between Helen’s legs to feel her pussy. She adjusted her stance, allowing me to penetrate her cunt, by sticking two fingers up her hot wet snatch. My balls were aching, and I needed a release. I was wound up so tight after sticking needles into my wife’s tits that I needed to fuck the shit out of our sex toy.
Taking hold of my raging cock, I bent at the knees and sunk my hot rod deep up her cunt, held her by her hips and fucked her sloppy twat.
Soon, both girls were moaning into the other’s mouth, with a rubber cock up my wife and me up Helen, both getting a good fucking. Mel’s hands opened and closed as if she were grasping thin air as Helen continued to fuck her while holding the wand against her clit, she was in sexual heaven. Mel’s body tensed, and the muscles in her legs quivered, screeching as her orgasm ran through her body.
As Mel orgasmed, I pulled Helen’s head backwards by her hair, making her gasp, and while placing one hand on her tit and tweaking her hardened bud, I put the other around her throat and choked her.
My thrusting intensified as I squeezed Helen’s throat; I whispered into her ear, “What are you?”
“I’m your sex toy,” she replied hoarsely.
“What else?”
“Your slut.”
“And.”
“Your cum dump whore.”
“That’s right, you slut, and never forget it.”
“Yes, sir.”
Releasing my grip from around her throat but still pulling her head back by her hair, I resumed alternately squeezing and rubbing her tit and twisting her nipple, making her moan while forcefully ramming my dick in and out of her cunt. “Oh, yesssssss,” she hissed as she orgasmed.
With my climax building, I again pushed Helen’s head to Mel’s mouth for them to resume kissing, and despite Mel having needles in her tits, Helen squeezed them while she continued banging her.
My body went rigid as I firmly gripped Helen’s tits and unloaded my seed deep inside her womb, squeezing her boobs tight until I stopped spasming.
After fucking Helen and pulling out, I placed my cock on Mel’s lips, and she greedily sucked and licked my cock clean.
“Okay, Helen. You can stop and release Mel from the restraints. Then the two of you can bend over.”
Once Mel was free of the chair, the two subs stood side by side, bent over the backrest, and I instructed them, “Pull your ass cheeks wide.”
When their puckered stars winked at me, I got the lube and applied it to their butt holes, then the end of the hooks, and inserted the first into Mel. “Oooh, fuck,” she screeched as the bulbous end spread her bunghole, followed by Helen, who tensed and murmured as the head went up her back passage. Taking two pieces of rope, I secured the hook to their collars.
“Stay where you are, sluts.”