18-02-2019, 02:43 PM
Once in a while, a hand tantalizingly approached her moistening pussy. A finger lightly and teasingly brushed across her labia. She wished she wasn't wearing panties.
If he was trying to turn her on, Aiko thought, he was succeeding magnificently. A metaphor came to mind; she was hotter than a firecracker.
"That's enough for now Number 2," Gerald said.
Number 2 stopped. He never said a word.
Aiko heard him walk away. A chair moved as he sat down. She wondered what was next.
"Number 3, please remove my wife's bra," Gerald announced. "You may play with her breasts."
Aiko heard footsteps approach. Someone stood behind her and unclasped her bra. It fell away but not to the floor. Number 3 caught the bra and handed it over to Gerald.
Aiko felt large warm hands envelope her breasts and massage them. She heard his breathing because his mouth was close to her ear. He pressed his erection against her sensual bottom. The pleasurable feeling generated by his skilful handling of her bosom caused her to lean back against him as if she was trying thrust out her mammaries to make them even more easily accessible to his erotic attention.
"I'd love to manhandle for hours," Number 3 whispered in her ear. "My mouth is watering just at the thought of mounting you and filling you with my cum."
Aiko didn't recognize his voice either. She became nervous. Apparently, Gerald had arranged for a group of strangers to turn her into a slut wife.
A few minutes passed. "That's enough for now," Gerald interrupted. "Your turn to take her will come," Gerald interjected. "It's Number 4's turn. Take off her panties," he instructed Number 4.
Fingers insinuated themselves underneath the panty-strap. They pulled her panties down her legs. She stepped out of them. Aiko was now totally naked.
Gerald picked up her panties and out them, along with her other clothes, on a nearby end table.
"Number 4 you may massage my lovely's wife's beautiful ass."
"Number 4 did exactly what he was bidden to do. He kneaded her ass-cheeks. He let his fingers caress the valley between them, lightly touching her anus and perineum. Aiko trembled at his touch. Without thinking, she spread her legs slightly to give him easier access. More tremors echoed through her body.
"You may look and taste," Gerald said to Number 4.
Number 4 gazed at her bald pussy. He forced her legs to open wider. Then he put his mouth so close to her that Aiko could feel the heat of his breath against her pussy.
"Do you enjoy her aroma?" Gerald asked Number 4.
He said nothing. Aiko could not see that he had nodded a yes. She knew his mouth and nose were very close. She wanted to feel his tongue lick across her lower lips and clitoris.
"That's enough," Gerald. "It's hard to resist that pussy, isn't it?" Gerald said.
Number 4 remained silent. He nodded but of course Aiko didn't see.
"Let's find out how ready she is," Gerald said. "Number 4, please put your finger in her box and tell us if she's ready."
Aiko felt a finger, then a second, enter her. She gasped at the erotic intrusion.
"Is she hot and wet?" Gerald asked.
Aiko heard no answer. Number 4 must have nodded in affirmation.
'Stupid question,' Aiko thought knowing her husband was drawing out her seduction to point where she would be so excited she would submit to almost anything.
Gerald kneeled. "She's getting there," he observed, "but some more work is needed."
Aiko felt his hot breath caress her exposed pussy. He stuck his finger into her pussy hole.
'You despicable pussy teaser,' she thought, then smiled.
"Aiko," Gerald said, "you'll do whatever these men tell you to do. Put both hands on the back of your neck. Stand still until you're told otherwise. Understood?"
"Yes," she replied.
She felt a wave of hands start exploring every nook and cranny of her body. There were so many hands she couldn't tell how many there were. Sometimes a cock brushed against her body. She captured two of them with her hands. Every so often, a cock in her hand was replaced by another.
She felt the heat in her body rise. Her nipples were now fully erect. Her pussy flowed. Her body ached with pleasure at the sensation of many hands exploring and probing her body. Hands massaged her breasts. Fingers tugged at her nipples. Hands stroked her thighs and other hands stroked her belly. Hands lingered over her vulva. Fingers parted her labia, others her vaginal opening. Hands explored her perineum and a finger even penetrated her ass.
Aiko felt herself tremble with excitement. Her breathing became heavier, more laboured. She wanted one of them to mount her. Her womb ached to be filled by a hard cock, to feel the squirting of a lover's juices inside her body. She wanted to cum, to lose control, to be taken again and again.
She barely had the presence of mind to remember that she didn't know these guys. 'Oh my god,' she panicked. 'They'd better use safes!'
Fearful, she started to ask Gerald about it but he cut her off. "Slaves have no right to ask questions," he said sternly. "You belong to me. You'll do what you're told. Understood?"
"Yes," she croaked.
By this point, Aiko was almost too far-gone in lust to care what anybody did. She decided to submit completely, come what may. Her heart fluttered along with the butterflies in her stomach. Her own husband was turning her into a sex toy to be used by a group of strangers!
"Number 1," he called. "You take over. You and the others can use her any way you like. You're not done until she's too exhausted to get up. I'll be back in a couple of hours."
Aiko heard his footsteps. A door closed. She was alone. No not alone. She was at the mercy of at least four men.
'A couple of ours?' she thought but she was given no further chance to dwell on her situation.
Once more multiple hands fondled her body. Several mouths joined them.
"Let's take her over to the mattress," Number 1 suggested.
The hands lifted her easily. She felt the sag of the mattress as they laid her down. A mouth latched onto one nipple joined by a hand that then directed her tit into the mouth. The other hand caressed her belly. Another mouth latched onto the other nipple. One hand caressed her shoulder while the other travelled down her belly. The two mouths suckled on her breasts. Her nipples seemed to become even hard; she loved the feel of the nursing mouths.
If he was trying to turn her on, Aiko thought, he was succeeding magnificently. A metaphor came to mind; she was hotter than a firecracker.
"That's enough for now Number 2," Gerald said.
Number 2 stopped. He never said a word.
Aiko heard him walk away. A chair moved as he sat down. She wondered what was next.
"Number 3, please remove my wife's bra," Gerald announced. "You may play with her breasts."
Aiko heard footsteps approach. Someone stood behind her and unclasped her bra. It fell away but not to the floor. Number 3 caught the bra and handed it over to Gerald.
Aiko felt large warm hands envelope her breasts and massage them. She heard his breathing because his mouth was close to her ear. He pressed his erection against her sensual bottom. The pleasurable feeling generated by his skilful handling of her bosom caused her to lean back against him as if she was trying thrust out her mammaries to make them even more easily accessible to his erotic attention.
"I'd love to manhandle for hours," Number 3 whispered in her ear. "My mouth is watering just at the thought of mounting you and filling you with my cum."
Aiko didn't recognize his voice either. She became nervous. Apparently, Gerald had arranged for a group of strangers to turn her into a slut wife.
A few minutes passed. "That's enough for now," Gerald interrupted. "Your turn to take her will come," Gerald interjected. "It's Number 4's turn. Take off her panties," he instructed Number 4.
Fingers insinuated themselves underneath the panty-strap. They pulled her panties down her legs. She stepped out of them. Aiko was now totally naked.
Gerald picked up her panties and out them, along with her other clothes, on a nearby end table.
"Number 4 you may massage my lovely's wife's beautiful ass."
"Number 4 did exactly what he was bidden to do. He kneaded her ass-cheeks. He let his fingers caress the valley between them, lightly touching her anus and perineum. Aiko trembled at his touch. Without thinking, she spread her legs slightly to give him easier access. More tremors echoed through her body.
"You may look and taste," Gerald said to Number 4.
Number 4 gazed at her bald pussy. He forced her legs to open wider. Then he put his mouth so close to her that Aiko could feel the heat of his breath against her pussy.
"Do you enjoy her aroma?" Gerald asked Number 4.
He said nothing. Aiko could not see that he had nodded a yes. She knew his mouth and nose were very close. She wanted to feel his tongue lick across her lower lips and clitoris.
"That's enough," Gerald. "It's hard to resist that pussy, isn't it?" Gerald said.
Number 4 remained silent. He nodded but of course Aiko didn't see.
"Let's find out how ready she is," Gerald said. "Number 4, please put your finger in her box and tell us if she's ready."
Aiko felt a finger, then a second, enter her. She gasped at the erotic intrusion.
"Is she hot and wet?" Gerald asked.
Aiko heard no answer. Number 4 must have nodded in affirmation.
'Stupid question,' Aiko thought knowing her husband was drawing out her seduction to point where she would be so excited she would submit to almost anything.
Gerald kneeled. "She's getting there," he observed, "but some more work is needed."
Aiko felt his hot breath caress her exposed pussy. He stuck his finger into her pussy hole.
'You despicable pussy teaser,' she thought, then smiled.
"Aiko," Gerald said, "you'll do whatever these men tell you to do. Put both hands on the back of your neck. Stand still until you're told otherwise. Understood?"
"Yes," she replied.
She felt a wave of hands start exploring every nook and cranny of her body. There were so many hands she couldn't tell how many there were. Sometimes a cock brushed against her body. She captured two of them with her hands. Every so often, a cock in her hand was replaced by another.
She felt the heat in her body rise. Her nipples were now fully erect. Her pussy flowed. Her body ached with pleasure at the sensation of many hands exploring and probing her body. Hands massaged her breasts. Fingers tugged at her nipples. Hands stroked her thighs and other hands stroked her belly. Hands lingered over her vulva. Fingers parted her labia, others her vaginal opening. Hands explored her perineum and a finger even penetrated her ass.
Aiko felt herself tremble with excitement. Her breathing became heavier, more laboured. She wanted one of them to mount her. Her womb ached to be filled by a hard cock, to feel the squirting of a lover's juices inside her body. She wanted to cum, to lose control, to be taken again and again.
She barely had the presence of mind to remember that she didn't know these guys. 'Oh my god,' she panicked. 'They'd better use safes!'
Fearful, she started to ask Gerald about it but he cut her off. "Slaves have no right to ask questions," he said sternly. "You belong to me. You'll do what you're told. Understood?"
"Yes," she croaked.
By this point, Aiko was almost too far-gone in lust to care what anybody did. She decided to submit completely, come what may. Her heart fluttered along with the butterflies in her stomach. Her own husband was turning her into a sex toy to be used by a group of strangers!
"Number 1," he called. "You take over. You and the others can use her any way you like. You're not done until she's too exhausted to get up. I'll be back in a couple of hours."
Aiko heard his footsteps. A door closed. She was alone. No not alone. She was at the mercy of at least four men.
'A couple of ours?' she thought but she was given no further chance to dwell on her situation.
Once more multiple hands fondled her body. Several mouths joined them.
"Let's take her over to the mattress," Number 1 suggested.
The hands lifted her easily. She felt the sag of the mattress as they laid her down. A mouth latched onto one nipple joined by a hand that then directed her tit into the mouth. The other hand caressed her belly. Another mouth latched onto the other nipple. One hand caressed her shoulder while the other travelled down her belly. The two mouths suckled on her breasts. Her nipples seemed to become even hard; she loved the feel of the nursing mouths.
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