This was wierd. But when the ten minutes were up I went right over
and knocked on the door. He answered. She was nowhere to be seen.
"Hi, I'm Tom. Come on in!". He didn't seem strange. But this
scene was wierd.
I introduced myself and Tom sat in a chair and gestured to the
couch. I sat down.
"I noticed you caught Nancy's eye on the elevator."
I felt myself blush. Nancy. Funny, she hadn't introduced herself
when she came to my door.
"It's no problem", Tom assured me. "Nancy and I have a rather
interesting arangement about such things. I get a real charge out of
giving her to other men. Can't explain it, but it's true. Nancy
enjoys pleasing me. Like I said, it's an interesting arangement."
"Anyway, I could tell on the elevator that Nancy would enjoy being
given to you. Sound interesting?"
My mind was racing. Was this really happening?! There was some aspect
to all of this that was getting me hotter than just the thought of Nancy.
"Wow", I said. I couldn't think of anything to say!
"Well", said Tom, "ostensibly this was an invitation for drinks. Would
you like some wine?"
"That'd be great", I replied. At last I could speak.
"Nancy!", called Tom. "Bring us the wine."
Nancy came into the room carrying a tray with a bottle and two
glasses. She was wearing a loose button up blouse and skirt. She
placed the tray on the table. As she bent over I could just get peek
down her blouse. I glanced up and met her eyes. She smiled. She
poured our wine and stood next to Tom's chair.
"So what do you think?", asked Tom. "She's pretty nice, huh?
Want to see more?"
I couldn't believe he was talking like that with her right there!
I just nodded.
Tom didn't take his eyes off me when he said, "Nancy, take off
your blouse."
Even with him watching me, I couldn't take my eyes off Nancy. She
was standing there with little expression on her face. She was slowly
unbuttoning her blouse, revealing a lacy bra with a clasp on the
front. She let the blouse fall to the floor. I could see she was
starting to sweat a little.
"And the bra," commanded Tom. "I want our guest to see what
you've got."
Nancy reached up and unclasped the bra. I can't remember ever seeing
two more beautiful breasts. She had large breasts for someone as small
as she was, although not beyond proportion. Her nipples were pale and
pink.
"Stand before him," ordered Tom. "Give him a real eyeful."
She walked over and stood right in front of me. Her tits were right
at eye level. I could feel my cock trying to burst out of my pants.
"You like her?" Tom was still watching me.
"She is incredible!" I exclaimed.
"She's just a bitch in heat," said Tom. "Aren't you, bitch?". He
was looking at her now. Her. Standing before me with those magnificent
tits.
She nodded. Although her facial expression didn't change I could
tell she was starting to breath faster and she was definitely
sweating.
"You want to fuck him, don't you, bitch?" Tom seemed to be getting
excited himself.
Nancy nodded again.
"So, what do you think?" Tom was addressing me. My mind was blown
and my hard-on raging. "You interested?"
"You bet!", I exclaimed.
"Good," said Tom. "Show him what else you've got, bitch."
I just sat back an enjoyed as Nancy took off her skirt and panties.
She was totally naked. She had a beautiful ass and very fine blond pussy
hairs.
"Go ahead an touch her, man! She's not going to stop you!" He
turned his glance to Nancy. "Stand at attention and offer our guest
your tits, girl!"
She stepped closer to me and atood with her legs spread wide
apart. She then placed her hands behind her head which made her
breasts hang most gracefully. Attention, huh? Well she had my
attention! I reached up and began to gently stroke her breasts and
cup them in my hands. They were so soft and warm. Nancy's breathing
quickened.
"Check out her snatch," suggested Tom. "She's got a nice one."
I obliged by running my hand down between Nancy's legs. She was so
soft. And so wet. She was soaked! Hot as I was, I didn't realize until
then just how turned on Nancy was! Here she was, being ordered to strip
and offer herself to a stranger at the command of her husband. While he
watched! And she seemed to be getting off on it even more than him!
I wanted Nancy in the worst way.
"She's hot for it, I can tell." I'd almost forgotten Tom. "But she
won't get any just now. She'll have to wait. You won't though." He turned
to Nancy. "On you knees, cunt."
Nancy quickly obeyed, and kneeled at my feet.
"Suck our guest off, Nancy."
She undid my belt, unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. I got up a
little so she could pull my pants down some. She started licking and
sucking my cock with a passion. Since I was already so hot, I didn't
last long and shot my load into Nancy's mouth. She looked up at me
from where she was kneeling and smiled. There was some cum on her
lips which she licked away with her tounge.
"That's all for now, bitch. Put on your collar and wait for me in
the bedroom. You know the position."
Nancy stood up and went to the closet and came back with a wide
black leather collar, like a big dog collar, complete with D rings and
shiny metal studs. She fastened it around her neck, watching me all
the while. When she had it snugly secured she turned and disappeared
into the bedroom.
Tom watched her go and turned to me when she closed the door behind
her. I stood up and pulled up my pants.
"So, what do you think of my girl?", Tom asked.
"She's incredible!", I replied, "I've never experienced anything
like that before!"
"If you want some more, come back tonight. Now its my turn."
I took the hint and left. Back in my room I thought about Nancy.
What a hot babe! I knew I'd return that night.
**
End of Part 1
**
Well, thats the beginning. If there is interest, I'll post what happens
that night...
**
Tom and Nancy (Part 2)
**
I can't describe the anticipation, the excitement that I felt as I
went down the hall to Tom and Nancy's door. This guy that I just met
was going lend me his slave/wife! I couldn't believe it! But here
was their door. I knocked.
At first I thought it was one of the hotel maids who answered the
door, but it was Nancy dressed in a maid's costume. Not at all like
the hotel maids! She wore a high cut sheer black blouse. I could see
she was wearing a black lacy bra underneath it. A closer look
revealed that this bra only had half cups, and her large nipples were
clearly visible. I swallowed hard. She was wearing an incredibly
short black skirt, black fishnet stockings, and some of the highest
high heels I'd ever seen. The sight of her literally took my breath
away. I was speechless. She smiled when she looked up at me and
stood aside as I stepped in.
She closed the door behind me and walked into through the swinging
door into the kitchen. Wow! Watching her disappear into the kitchen
I noticed that from behind the skirt didn't even cover the tops of the
fishnet stockings! I could see her garters, the crotch of her black
panties, and even the bottoms of the cheeks of her ass! What a sight!
The view of Nancy walking away in that outfit will always be one of my
favorite images. I know I'll reflect on it often! I could already
tell that this was going to be a night to remember!
"Welcome back!" said Tom heartily. I hadn't noticed him sitting
there until he spoke. I was still caught in the spell of the picture
of Nancy. "Bring us the wine, Nancy," he called after her.
As I sat on the couch next to Tom's chair Nancy came out of the
kitchen with two glasses and a bottle on a tray. She set them on the
table and began uncorking the wine.
"I was going to ask if you liked how I've got Nancy dressed, but I
can see that you do." My hard-on was about to burst open my pants.
"I think she looks fabulous!" I exclaimed, looking at the cheeks
of her beautiful ass peeking out from under her panties as she bent
over to fill Tom's glass. God, how I wanted to reach out and run my
hands over her creamy skin!
"It's one of my favorites," he added, watching me watch her.
"Like the view?"
"God, yes!" My voice almost cracked! I could hear my heart
beating.
"Want me to have her take her panties off?" he offered. "Or," he
smiled "would you prefer to remove them yourself? They're on over the
garters so they'll come off easy. Go ahead. Nancy, lift your skirt
for our guest."
Nancy remained bent over, reached behind herself, lifted her skirt
and my view was filled with the vision of Nancy's perfect bottom! I
reached up with one hand and ran it over the silk panties and Nancy's
silken skin. I heard myself inhale. My pulse was pounding in my ears
as I reached up and got hold of the waist band and slowly pulled down
her panties. Slowly. I wanted to savor this for as long as possible.
I pulled her panties down to her knees and slowly brushed my
finger tips over her ass. Her skin was so soft and warm! I ran my
palm over the crack of her butt. So perfect and round! I slowly ran
my hand on the insides of her thighs from her knees up to her cunt.
It felt good to have my hand up between her legs, stroking her pussy.
She was wet! I could tell she was enjoying the attention she was
getting!
"Hmmm," said Tom, "I was going to have her strip for you, but
perhaps you'd enjoy undressing her yourselfd,." Tom smiled. "Well?"
"I'd love to undress her!", this was going great!
Tom looked at Nancy. "Present yourself to our guest."
As she straightened up, her panties fell to her ankles and she
stepped out of them, shaking one leg slightly to get them to over her
high heel. She turned towards me and stood right in front of me. I
reached up and pulled down her skirt. When I got the skirt down below
her knees, her pussy was at eye level. I paused.
Nancy had fine blonde pussy hairs. I could clearly see her slit.
I could smell her musk. God, I wanted her so bad it hurt! I looked
up at her. She was smiling, looking back at me. I finished pulling
down her skirt and she stepped out of it.
God, she was beautiful! The picture of her standing there: naked
from the waist down except for the garter, fishnet stockings, and high
heels; her nipples just visible through the sheer black blouse
buttoned up to her neck; I was going nuts! I reached up to her and
ran the backs of the fingers of one hand over her pussy. Mmmmm! She
felt great!
Next, I unbuttoned her blouse. She shrugged slightly and it fell
off her arms to the floor. She continued to stand there, smiling, her
eyes closed now, hands at her sides. I stared unabashedly at her
gorgeous boobs! The half cupped bra presented her breasts
beautifully, hiding nothing. Those big pink nipples! I reached up
and gently ran my hands over her tits. She was so soft, but her
nipples were hard! My cock was straining to burst through my pants!
"Our guest seems somewhat uncomfortable. Take care of him." I had
forgotten Tom again.
She stepped back and took my hands, helping me to my feet. I
looked down at her. She was looking up at me, smiling, in her half
bra. She was a beauty! Then she bent down and undid my belt, button,
and zipper of my pants and pulled them down. She looked up and smiled
at me again when she saw my enormous hard-on, which was starting to
turn purple from the strain.
"Sit down, relax," said Tom. "She knows what to do. Don't you,
bitch?" Tom was looking at her again. She was still looking into my
eyes as I sat back down.
Nancy got on her knees on the floor and scooted up close to me.
She removed my shoes and socks and pulled my pants off.She took my
cock in one hand and lowered her head on it. She took almost my
entire length into her mouth and sucked. Oh, my god, it felt good! I
looked down to see her head bouncing up and down, my cock in her
mouth. I wasn't going to last very long this time.
Suddenly I felt myself building to a climax. I don't remember
cumming for so long before that! Nancy just kept sucking and I just
kept cumming. God, was she good!
After a minute she kissed the head of my cock and stood up. She
had cum on her chin, but she made no move to wipe it away. She
grinned at me. Without thinking I reached up to her face and wiped
the cum off her chin with one finger and held it to her lips. She
immediately took my finger in her mouth and sucked the cum off it,
kissed it, and smiled at me again.
"That's just the beginning," said Tom, "the night is young." He
turned to Nancy. "Go get our toys, slut." I swear her eyes lit up at
this turn of events and walked off to the the bedroom. I thought she
had sucked me dry, but the sight of her walking away got me stirring
again! My attention was riveted on Nancy's bare ass framed by the
garter belt, straps, and fishnet stockings.
"Even though Nancy would never think of disobeying me or
displeasing me in any way, there's no submission as graphic as
submission reenforced by physical restraint." Tom was explaining as
Nancy returned with a large wooden box, a footlocker. She placed it
next to Tom's chair so he could see into it. "Very good, Nancy. Put
on the wrist and ankle cuffs."
Nancy reached into the box and came up with a wide black leather
strap with a buckle and a couple of D rings on it. She placed it on
her left wrist. She reached for an identical cuff in the box and
buckled it onto her right wrist. Next she took out two simular straps
and, bending over (mmmm!), fastened them in place on her ankles.
"Put on the gag, bitch," Tom commanded her, "We won't be needing
your mouth again for awhile." Nancy pulled a red ball on a leather
strap out of the box. She placed the ball in her mouth and fastened
the strap tightly behind her head. The ball completely filled her
mouth. Her green eyes were on me.
"And the collar, of course," added Tom. She put on the big dog
collar I had seen earlier. God, she was beautiful! "Turn around and
put your hands behind your back." She turned her back to him a put her
hands behind her. Tom reached into the box and took out a spring clip
which he put through one of the D rings on each wrist cuff.
"Now go over and give our guest a closer look." Nancy walked over
to me and stood before me. "On your knees, cunt!" demanded Tom.
Nancy carefully kneeled at my feet. He winked at me. "Check her out,
man," offered Tom.
I didn't need to be asked twice. I reached out out and ran my
fingers through her hair, over the strap that held the ball gag in
place, down over the soft skin on her throat, down over the thick
leather collar she wore, down to those magnificent breasts! It felt
so good to massage her tits, kneading them, caressing them, rolling
the nipples in my fingers. Nancy's eyes were cast down the whole time
I was having free run of her captive body. Her breath was quick and
ragged.
I got up off the couch and walked around behind her. Why did it
turn me on so to have her bound this way? Seeing her slender wrists
and small hands cuffed behind her back. Seeing her so vulnerable and
helpless. Seeing her in total submission on her knees, eyes downcast.
I could feel my cock getting harder and sweat start to break out on my
forehead.
"So you're big on the rear view, eh?" Tom was getting up. He went
to the closet and came back with a three foot long wooden dowel with a
snap clip attached to each end. "Check this out." He went over behind
Nancy and clipped one end to one ankle cuff and the other end to the
other one. Then he pushed her over so her head and chest rested on
the coach. Her ass was in the air with her bound wrists just above at
her waist. This pose left nothing to the imagination as her legs were
now splayed open wide.
I kneeled behind her and ran my hands over her spread pussy. She
was dripping! I don't remember ever feeling a woman's pussy so wet
before. She was on fire! I ran a finger up and down the crack of her
ass. I could feel her quiver when I paused to play with her cunt oor
asshole.
"Want to fuck her?" he asked. I nodded. "Well, she's not going
to stop you!"
I didn't care if Tom was watching or not, I wanted to fuck Nancy.
I got behind her and pushed my cock up her sopping pussy. God, this
felt good! I just started pounding into her for all I was worth.
Nancy, of course, didn't make a sound beyond muffled grunts and
moans. She didn't move around much, since she was securely bound.
But I loved it! When I considered the situation: I mean, here I was
fucking the helplessly bound wife of another man while he blissfully
watched on; I just couldn't hold back any longer and came in several
strong spasms. God, her pussy felt good around me. I didn't know it
could feel so good, but something about the cicumstances allowed me to
just pull out all the stops. Taking this hot babe, legs forced open,
bent over, ass up, and just fucking the hell out of her without a care
in the world!
After just sitting there a few more minutes with my cock up her
cunt, savoring the moment, I got up and surveyed the scene. Nancy was
still in the same position as when I was fucking her, with my cum
running down her leg.
"Isn't she a great piece of ass?" asked Tom. "I could just fuck
that bitch all day and never get tired of it. She is one hot slut."
Geez! I couldn't get over the way he talked about her like she was
some kind of whore while she was right there! But then with her pussy
spread, ass in the air, and cum running down her leg, a whore was just
what she looked like. Damn, I wanted to fuck her again!
Tom looked at me. He looked at Nancy there on the floor. He
started taking off his pants. "I think I'll take sloppy seconds," he
said. He got down behind her a slipped his cock up her and started
slamming into her. He reached around in front of her and grabbed a
tit in each hand, continuing to pound her cunt the whole while. Nancy
was sweating profusely and I think I could hear her moaning through
the gag. I stood there watching (and getting off on it!) as he pulled
out of her vagina and stuck his cock up her ass and continued to pound
her faster and faster until he starting cumming in her butt, a grunt
coinciding with each thrust.
As soon as his orgasm subsided, Tom stood up. Nancy of course
remained on her knees bent over the couch, only now there was cum
running out of her asshole down her spread legs.
"I'm thirsty after all that," he said, "let's get dressed and have
some more wine." He put his pants back on. So did I. Nancy just
kneeled there, her private parts glistening with sweat and cum. Tom
sat on the couch next to where Nancy's head and chest were resting and
refilled our glasses. I took mine and sat in the chair. Tom swung
his feet over and propped them up on Nancy's backside like she was a
coffee table. "She is one fine bitch, man," said Tom.
"She certainly is." What else could I say?
I downed the rest of my wine and Tom said: "I want to rest her up
some. I may fuck her again, and then I'll send her down to you."
It was time to go. But there was more to come! As I opened the
door to the hall Tom asked, "Do you want me to send her with the
toybox?"
"Sure." As I walked down the hall, I pondered the possiblities...
**
End of Part 2