Summary

Gabby orchestrates a sexually charged game with her husband Anson, involving wearing women's panties and a challenge among her friends to see who can make him orgasm, with the winner gaining control over him for a week.

Abstract

In a playful yet dominant act, Gabby surprises her husband Anson with a pair of women's panties, encouraging him to explore his sexuality by wearing them. As Anson becomes aroused by the silky fabric, Gabby uses his excitement to introduce a new game involving her friends Clarisse and Sharon. The game's objective is for each woman to take a turn pleasuring Anson orally, with the one who makes him ejaculate gaining the right to 'own' him sexually for a week. The situation escalates when Sharon successfully brings Anson to orgasm, asserting her temporary ownership over him and expressing her intentions to share him with the other women, all while Gabby maintains control and enjoys the unfolding events.

Opinions

Gabby enjoys exerting sexual control over her husband, Anson, and finds pleasure in his embarrassment and arousal.
Anson is initially hesitant but becomes increasingly aroused and submissive to Gabby's desires and the situation at hand.
Clarisse and Sharon are enthusiastic participants in Gabby's game, showing a willingness to engage in sexual experimentation and domination.
Sharon is particularly assertive, expressing excitement over the prospect of having control over Anson for a week.
The women, including Gabby, view Anson's sexuality as something to be played with and controlled, demonstrating a dynamic of female dominance and male submission.
The narrative suggests a positive reception towards sexual exploration and the blurring of traditional gender roles within the context of the characters' relationships.

Like Electric Silk

Gabby had a special plan to twist Anson’s mind

Gabby giggled, loving her husband’s blushing face. “Come on.”

He was stripping off his jeans. “I, uh. I don’t know.”

Gabby wore a short skirt and lifted it to reveal her thong. “You like this, don’t you?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, I want you to feel just as pretty.” She teased, running a finger along his face, nibbling on his earlobe and dropping a hand inside the waistband of his underwear. “Take this off.”

Anson was silent while he stripped off his underwear. His cock had remained semi-soft was pulsing harder and harder until he was fully erect.

“Good,” cooed Gabby. “Now, put these on.” She reached for the bed and grabbed a pair of panties she had bought.

“Oh, God.” Anson groaned.

“Is it really so bad? It’s just fabric.” Gabby was loving his embarrassment.

Anson held the waist, sat on the bed, pulled up his legs, and sighed when his cock rubbed against the silky fabric.

“Feel good?” Gabby’s voice was low, growling.

“Like electricity shooting through my body. And, yet, silky.”

She wrapped her arms around her husband and pushed her hips against his erection. “Rub.”

Anson squatted, rose, squatted and rose, pushing his cock against Gabby’s pussy.

“I’m going to come like this,” she laughed and kissed him on the lips. “Now.” She held his hand, but he pulled back.

“No.”

Gabby was firm and swatted him hard on the ass. “Do it and you’re rewarded like I told you. Don’t do it and who knows when you’ll get to fuck anyone again.”

She took his hand and led him with his cock angled inside the panties, taking him into the living room where her friends Clarisse and Sharon were sipping wine. They were two of her friends who he had never met and who had encouraged Gabby to take more control of Anson’s sexuality.

“Look at this,” remarked Clarisse, motioning for Anson.

Gabby leg him and Clarisse ran her hand over the outline of his cock and noticed the stain. “Precum,” she said.

Gabby slapped Anson’s ass again. “Naughty, wanting to come without my permission.”

Sharon got up, stood behind Anson and pressed her body against his, slowly moving to her knees, kissing his ass and feeling his cock. “So lovely.”

The women remained dressed while Gabby announced her plan. “I’ve decided that we each get a turn sucking him and whoever gets his cum in their mouths gets to own him for a week.”

“Cool,” said Sharon, sitting on the sofa, lowering the panties to rest just below his shaft.

“Let’s do it.” Clarisse planted her feet and ran a finger from his balls to his ass and twisted the panties to place pressure on his cock and balls.

Anson groaned and began shaking.

“Oh, my God. Such a cutie,” Sharon cried out while moving her mouth to his shaft. She pursed her lips and held them tightly while moving up and down. It seemed that within seconds, Anson was shaking and breathing hard.

He groaned when his orgasm shook him and released his cum into Sharon’s mouth.

“No fair,” laughed Clarisse.

“Oh, my God, the cute guy couldn’t even wait.” Gabby slapped him hard on the ass. “We each wanted a turn.”

“So, I own him for a week,” said Sharon, wiping his come from her lips. “All the things I can do to you, bitch.” She eyed him from head to toe. “Don’t worry, ladies, I’ll share him with you.”

Gabby laughed while Sharon lifted the panties over Anson’s cock and gave her husband a directive. Now, stand there with your hands behind your back and wait.”

She placed her mouth on Sharon’s, sweeping her tongue over her friend’s lips and in her mouth to taste his cum.

Clarisse reached between her legs and stroked her pussy, leaning for a kiss with the other women while Anson stood politely in his panties as he was told.