1. When dressed


    Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    that act of grabbing my cock and pulling me over made me hard. That made her laugh. Letting go she gleefully pointed out that even while soft, her boyfriends cock was bigger than my erect cock. Smiling wickedly, she pushed me to my knees. Telling me that hierarchy needed to be established, that there could be no doubt or confusion over who was the primary and dominant man in the house, she pushed my head forward and made me take her boyfriend’s cock into my mouth. I panicked when I felt it grow in my mouth, but she kept her hand on my head and kept my head on his cock. She told me she was going to make me suck it, make it cum on my mouth, make me swallow his cum. That, she said, would make it clear that I was secondary in the house, that he was the dominant male, that everything, even her body, was his. Then, she laughed, just to make sure that I understood the message and my status, she was going to make me suck his cock fully hard again so that he could fuck her right now. It was bad enough my wife taunted me with her new lover. Telling me how good he was, how big, how much he filled her. But this? I never expected this! I was resistant when she told me I would “double date” with her and her boyfriend. Then she pulled her short dress up and showed me her pussy. I knew I would have to watch his hands up her dress all night. But I couldn’t believe it when she said she had set me up with his b*****r ….. and that he was gay …… and that I would be wearing her panties …… and ...
    that she told him he would get lucky! She laughed, and threw the pair of panties she had been wearing all day at my face. She watched, smiling, as I pulled my pants off and put them on. The “date” wasn’t as bad as I expected. Until the ride home. I was in the back with the b*****r, I could see my wife’s lover had his hand up her dress and was lightly stroking her pussy. She was half turned in the seat, more open to his hand and more able to watch us. The b*****r slipped an arm around me and pulled me closer. He kissed me as his hand slid down the back of my pants. He laughed as his fingers found my panties, cupping and squeezing my cheeks. “What a sweet little sissy” he laughed, “I can’t wait to see those.” His lips on mine, kissing me deeply, was very humiliating. Another mans lips, his tongue probing into my mouth, as my wife watched and smiled. Firmly he pushed my head down, making me kiss my way down his chest, holding my head in his lap. I heard my wife giggle and say, “Go ahead honey. I told him he would get lucky. Don’t make a liar out of me.” I hesitantly opened his pants, taking out his already hard cock. Kissing the head, I slid my lips over it. I sucked it clumsily, not really knowing what to do. Humiliated at sucking a mans cock in the back of a car, his hand down my pants, fondling my panties, squeezing my ass, my wife watching. Somehow, despite my inexperience, he seemed to enjoy it. Soon his hand was on my head, forcing me down on his cock, hips rising to my face ...