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May 15, 2008

The Story about My Wife and Her Boyfriend

It had been about 2 years since we first started our new sex life or should I say lifestyle.

My wife Liz, had grown into the role of dominatrix in the bedroom/sex life and it had started to consume her more and more. Don’t get me wrong I love it and am of course I am the one who started it. I am the one who brought up her having sex with other men and encouraged it until she finally did. You have to understand, Liz is in no way a nympho or the type of person that craves cock all the time.

She is very shy and has to have a connection with whom she screws; she can’t do one night stands or anything like that. We started with her screwing a guy every once in a great while with me always present, then she got a “boyfriend” who she screwed regularly for a few months. I wasn’t always present for her encounters with him, but always heard about it that night, but he moved away; so she went through a couple guys until she met her new “boyfriend”.

When he came in the picture she started to get more and more into the dominating role. She was starting her to humiliate me more than either of us had agreed or thought would happen and I have never met him. She had always made jokes about what she would do if I had let her truly dominate me in the bedroom, but now it had started to become reality and we both liked it even more than we thought we would.

I knew of her new boyfriend of more than 3 weeks now. She told me of their times together and how great he was and how big his dick was compared to mine or her toy; which now she made me use as a strap-on her before I was allowed to have sex with her. She was meeting with him on a regular basis during the week, since I work out of town all during the week.

He has spent the night on many occasions when our son stayed the night with a friend, and she has went as far as calling me and leaving the phone by the bed while they have sex, then hanging it up immediately afterward. I have heard her on the phone during the weekend and seen e-mails with I love you and said something about it, but she tells me it is lust and part of the “game”. She tells me that I am her rock/ provider and he is what brings her pleasure in bed. This of course fed the dominatrix fire within her and she played off that during sex with me.

When I arrived home late on Friday from traveling she was not home and our son said she went to dinner with her friend Stacy and to tell you she would be back later. She called hours later to tell me to go to bed because she was with her boyfriend and wouldn’t be home until 1 and she would wake me when she got home.

I awoke while being blind folded and tied tightly to the bed and a gag was quickly placed over my mouth when I went to speak. I didn’t think much of it because I trusted her and knew she would not actually hurt me, but it startled me because I was dead asleep. I started to notice the way I was tied up was different. Both hands were tied up to 1 post at the top and both legs were tied up at 1 post at the bottom of the bed and I was all the way to one side of the bed, instead of having one leg and arm each tied to different corners of the bed posts.

That’s when I began to hear multiple voices coming from the other side of the bed. I could tell Liz was drunk from the smell and sound of her voice. I could hear kissing as I felt the bed move from someone getting on it. They lay beside me touching and bumping into me as they kissed and fondled each other. After a few minutes Liz began to moan loudly as I could hear her boyfriend start to lick her pussy. Her moans became louder as I heard him finger her feverishly.

Then I felt her hand brush mine as she grabbed the covers and began to hold her breathe as she does during an orgasm. She let out a big breath, then I could hear them start kissing immediately. I felt rustling and she whispered in my ear, “your not the only one that can make me cum with your tongue, bitch” and moved away from my ear. She had started calling me “bitch” about a year ago and it was always kind of cute the way she said it, trying to be mean. But this time it was truly mean and it was weird how it turned me on so much. I begin to hear moans from a male’s voice and could tell she was sucking his cock. She was slurping and moaning while she sucked it, which means she is really into it when she does that.

Her boyfriend told her how good she sucked it and how good it felt. As he spoke, her moans become louder and the slurping and splashing increased. She sucked his cock for what seemed like forever to me; suddenly I heard her stop and felt them move around. If she would suck me that good I would have cum a long time ago. I could tell she was laying next to me. I could hear her breathing and felt her body next to mine. I felt a hand brush my shoulder as the bed under me became caved. I could tell her boyfriend was on top of her and his hand was up by my shoulder. I heard her let out a loud, deep moan as her boyfriend slid his cock deep inside her.

I immediately felt her legs open and one of them dropped onto my lower stomach as they spread hide for her boyfriend to penetrate her as deep as possible. I could tell by her rhythmic moans and the movement of the bed that he was fucking her slowly. I could hear them kissing, moaning lightly. I could feel the bed shift and suddenly her leg lifted from my stomach and her moans became louder and more intense. I could hear and feel the juices of her pussy splash on my leg as she began to get fucked harder and faster.

I had never heard her moan as loud or get as wet as she was. She had told me of the great sex she had with her new boyfriend, but always thought it was an exaggeration. It was no surprise when she whispered in my ear that her boyfriend fucks her better than I do. That was common talk during our sex life, but this was different. It was deeper and during a moan. At that moment I knew it was true. I could tell her boyfriend was fucking her fast just the way her old boyfriend Josh did, and I knew what was happening when she went silent and heard a slap on her boyfriends back.

She was having an orgasm and a boisterous Oh God, yes, yes confirmed it. All movement stopped on the bed as I knew she was tightening her whole body to stop him from moving. After a few minutes of kissing, I heard her ask him to do her doggie style. The bed started to move in a rhythmic flow as he began to slowly fuck her again. I really noticed the smell of sex is in the air and the sounds of her wet pussy were overwhelming. Her mouth was in my ear as she begins to moan and pant as he begins to increase his rhythm.

She lightly whispered in my ear that her boyfriend fucks her so much better than me and she has an orgasm every time they fuck, I can’t do. Of course by now I am rock hard and want to fuck her more than ever. After a long extended period of getting pounded and continuous loud moaning she squeals loudly into my ear as her boyfriend cums deep inside her. They slowly start to move around and I could hear them talking in the background for what seems like forever to me, especially since I am tied up and with a raving hard on.

Then I hear the front door close and she finally comes back into the bedroom. I feel her take the gag out of my mouth but does not take off the blind fold or untie me. My mouth is dry and I begin to ask for water and she firmly tells me to shut up you bitch. She takes her leg and swings it over my head and slowly sits on my face. Her pussy is soaking wet and all I can taste is her boyfriends cum.

I could tell she started to push her pussy muscles as some of his cum slides in my mouth. She begins to rub her pussy up and down my face as she asks me, “you like that you little bitch?” “you like the taste of his cum?” She removed herself from my face as I wondered what was going on. She never has sex with anyone without a condom. She has made comments before about not using one with him, but I always thought it was part of the dirty talk like before.

As she moved to my side I asked her, “why didn’t you make him wear a condem?” she said, “there is no reason too, he’s had a vasectomy.” Needless to say I taste his cum a lot now.

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