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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This is mainly fantasy and some facts and would love to be able to make it happen.
We had been exchanging messages and pictures for some weeks and had been able to make video calls on skype a few times. The skype sessions had largely been him showing me pictures of his wife, her tits, her trimmed pussy, a couple of full length of her naked and me wanking on cam to them; some of the pictures were of used knickers which I have a particular fetish for…
I had been attracted to their profile because it was of a mature couple both in their early 60’s, both were said to be bi – his messages definitely indicated he was bi – and he was seeking a bi male to join them; although he did admit that his wife may not easily agree to play. Her pictures showed a woman, who was about a size 16, carried her weight and size well, a nice pair of tits and a nicely trimmed pussy. His was of a guy with a bit of weight, and a nice cock…about 7 inches and not too thick.
During our messaging, I let him know that although I was seeking mfm fun, I was not averse to some purely bi fun and that I did like to dress sometimes and was mainly a bottom who enjoyed sucking cock and taking it up my bum. We agreed a date and time to meet at his house, his wife would be out, we could use some of her knickers to sniff, lick and wank into; he also asked if I could wear some lingerie as he wanted to fuck me.
So I turned up to his house as arranged, underneath my clothes I was wearing a cami top with suspenders attached, matching panties and stockings. The door was answered by his wife; well at least it was clearly the woman whose face I’d seen in the pictures. She was dressed very conservatively, a full skirt that went below her knees, a blouse, buttoned up to the neck and a cardigan which served to effectively hide the nice pair of tits I had seen in the pictures; I did notice that she was wearing a pair of boots, which werepartially hidden by her skirt
Before I could say anything she greeted me with the words ‘so you’re the guy who has been perving over my pictures and who’s expecting to get fucked today, you’ld better come in’.
I followed her into the house, into the living room she sat down on the settee and pointed to an arm chair and said ‘sit down bitch’. I was still struggling as to what to say as she continued to speak. ‘I know exactly what you and my husband have been up to, what you were expecting today and also what you are wearing, I’ve been telling him what to say and do over these past few weeks, now you’ve got a choice, either get up and go or stay, but if you stay you need to do exactly as I say. My husband is a pathetic excuse for a man, and does exactly as I tell him to and we’ve been looking for someone else to join our fun. So what’s it going to be?’
I stammered, still reeling from the shock, ‘Ill stay’ I tell her. ‘Good’ now stand up and take off your clothes so I can see what you have on underneath. I stand up and strip off, showing her my lingerie.
‘Come here bitch, stand in front of me’ she says. I walk over to her ‘open your legs a little’ she says. I obey and suddenly I feel her squeezing and pulling on my balls. I gasp with pain. ‘Does that hurt bitch?’ she says ‘its meant to, a few things you need to learn, firstly if you reply to me you always address me as mistress and secondly you don’t walk to like that you crawl to me like a bitch, is that clear?’ ‘Yes mistress’ I reply still grimacing. ‘That’s better bitch’ she says as she loosens the pressure on my balls and moves her hand to gently caress my cock which is now straining against my knickers.
She tells me to kneel down and reaches behind her and produces a collar and lead which she puts on me. ‘Stand up bitch’ she says. I do so, I feel her hands on my arse pulling me towards her and look down and see her kissing my straining cock. Its only a few pecks and she pulls back.
‘We are now going to go upstairs where you’ll find my husband; I want you to crawl to him and start to suck his cock whilst I get ready for some fun, now get on your hands and knees and follow me bitch’
She picks up the lead and I crawl behind her and follow her up the stairs. Half way up the stairs, she stops leans forward, parts her legs and pulls her skirt up. ‘Lick my arse bitch get your tongue in there’. She pulls tight on the lead although I don’t need any encouragement to do as she tells me. The sight before is making my cock even harder. Underneath that non-descript skirt she is wearing a pair of knee length boots, black stockings a matching suspender belt in black and a red and black thong. I happily proceed to lick her arse, initially not moving the thong as I do like moist underwear, but after a few minutes I pull the thong to one side, and press my tongue against her cute hole, licking it and probing it with my tongue. Im aware that she has also started to rub herself, and I have visions of the front of the thing getting moist and hoping I can get to lick it and sniff it. Its almost as if she can read my mind. She stands upright, adjusts her skirt and says ‘that’s enough for now, don’t want you getting too excited, there’ll be plenty of time for you to savour my thong, now do as I told you, crawl up the stairs go into the room at the top of the stairs and suck my husbands cock, Ill follow you and get ready for the rest of our fun’
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