Life Choices
Copyright© 2021 by Nunpata
Chapter 14: Susan’s Story
True Sex Story: Chapter 14: Susan’s Story - After getting a hall pass from his wife, Edward meets hot wife Susan and her husband Max. Illustrations by Mat Twassel
Caution: This True Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/Fa Mult Teenagers Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual True Story Sharing Wife Watching Incest Mother Father Daughter DomSub Group Sex Anal Sex Oral Sex Slow Violence Illustrated
Austin and I returned to the main room. I said to the group that it was now early afternoon and that I was sure that we could all use a bit of sustenance to tide us over until dinner time. I tossed the car keys to Max and told him that he could go pick up some take-out food for us.
“Take Austin with you. I don’t want you getting lost.”
“And both of you get dressed,” I added. “I don’t want you arrested for indecent exposure.”
Max went to the master bedroom and returned wearing the t-shirt, slacks and deck shoes he had worn earlier.
Austin went to the second bedroom where she had stashed an overnight bag. When she returned to the main room, she stood in front of me to be inspected.
“You call that being dressed.” On top she wore a cut-off t-shirt so short that, while it covered her nipples, the lower part of her breasts were exposed. On the bottom she wore what could only liberally be called jean shorts. The shorts rode low on her hips with the top button undone. The legs were cut off leaving only a small strip of material holding the front to the back.
“Yes Sir,” she said. “You told me to dress decently, and I did.”
I could only shake my head and tell them to “Get out of here.”
Once they were out the door, I turned and joined Susan on the couch. We were both silent for several minutes. Finally I asked, “What are you thinking right now?”
“I was wishing that I had the courage to go out in public dressed like Austin just did.”
“Do you want to go out in public dressed the way Austin just did?”
“Oh No! I couldn’t do that. I would be too embarrassed.” But quietly she added, “slave girl could.”
I moved closer to Susan, lifted her chin, and kissed her lips. “Do you like being slave girl,” I asked.
“Oh God, Yes,” she said. “When I am slave girl, I am free. I can do anything, anywhere, any time. I don’t care what anyone else thinks. I don’t care what anyone else sees. I am free to be me.
“I know that this will sound dumb, Sir, but when you took control of me, I felt liberated. I didn’t have to ask myself whether what I was told to do was right or wrong, good or bad. That goes for suggestions too, Sir. When you suggest that I should do something, I interpret that as an order and quickly comply. I don’t have to make a decision, I only have to follow your lead.”
Susan dropped her head, staring at her hands in her lap. Softly, she said, “That is especially the case in sexual situations. Before going out on a date, I would ask Daddy if the dress I was wearing was too sexy. His stock answer was ‘That is your decision, I don’t control you.’ But I didn’t want to make the decision, I wanted him to control me, to tell me what to do. He never did.
“When I married Max, I thought things would change. I thought that Max would guide me in learning about sex. We were both virgins. On our wedding night, he asked me if he could touch me. I had to make the decision. He asked if he could kiss my breasts. I had to make the decision. He asked if we could make love. I had to make the decision. But I didn’t want to make the decisions. I wanted him to control me. Turn me into a ravenous slut. But he didn’t.
“A few years later, Max and I were invited to a ‘house party’ by our next-door neighbors, Jon and Corey Smithers. We knew, or at least suspected, that they were ‘swingers.’ When I asked Max if we should attend, he replied, ‘I would like to but it is up to you. It’s your decision to make.’ I didn’t want to make the decision. I wanted Max to tell me what to do. I wanted him in control. Finally, I decided that we should attend.
“The night of the party, Max and I arrived late. The party had already started and there were men and women, nude or partially nude, everywhere. Some were just chatting while others were openly fondling a member of the opposite sex. Max and I went to the bar. Corey Smithers and Linda Evans were making drinks and helped us with ours. Both Corey and Linda were stark ass naked. Corey suggested that Max and I get comfortable and join the party. She also pointed out where Jon (her husband), Mark (Linda’s husband), and Dr. John (our family doctor) were standing. We took our drinks over to a corner of the room. Max stripped naked but I kept my panties on. I had never shaved my pussy before and it was quite bushy. I saw that all of the women there had either shaved their pussies bare or trimmed them. I asked Max if he was ready to mingle with the others. He said that he was just going to sit and watch for a while and told me to go ahead.
“I was really scared and did not know what I should do. I decided that I would follow the old adage of ‘When in Rome... ‘ and joined the crowd. I let several men fondle my boobs or kiss my neck. I was enjoying the attention, but was worried about Max. Every time that I looked at him, he was still sitting in the corner, just watching everything going on around him. When people started pairing up and actually having sex with someone other than their own spouse, I went over to stand by Max.
“I asked him if he was going to join in on the fun. He told me ‘No, I am quite all right watching everyone else. If you want to fuck another man, go ahead. It is your decision if you want to fuck someone else, I don’t control you.’
“That broke the camel’s back for me. I went up to Jon, dropped to my knees, and sucked his cock.
He came in my mouth. I swallowed. I turned to Mark and sucked his cock with the same result, cum in mouth, swallow. By this time a line had formed waiting for me to suck their cocks and swallowed their cum. I sucked Dr. John’s cock and one more man that I didn’t know before the fifth man stood before me.
“It was Eric, Corey and Jon’s son. I told him that my jaw was sore but he could fuck my cunt and come inside me. I laid on my back, spread my legs, and pulled my panties to the side. Eric got on top of me and shoved his entire cock into my pussy with one thrust. The first thrust was followed by four more before he unloaded his cum deep inside me. Two more men that I didn’t know fucked my cunt and came inside me before I called a halt to the proceedings. I had sucked off and swallowed the cum from four men. I fucked three other men and they came inside my cunt. Not one of them ever gave me an orgasm.
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